European Emperor [Cultivation]

Where there are people, there are gossips, and various rumors spread in Chaozhuang. One is that the young master of Chaozhuang is a miser, an iron rooster, and he will receive corresponding returns when he spends the money. The ones who are dead, are not allowed to sleep in the middle of the night, and there is another kind that is haunted by Chaozhuang, that place is very evil, it can absorb all the energy of people, and the third one is Chao Yan, that ghost...

Chao Yan: "..."

What is up with these people.

He swore that he only passed on the first two types. After all, he was a man, so what energy did he absorb?It is said that female ghosts absorb energy, and male ghosts collect yin and nourish yang. Only by matching men and women can they work without getting tired.

However, as soon as this kind of rumor spread, all the people who had been praying for Chao Zhuang to accept people every day before disappeared, and those floating hearts seemed to calm down in an instant.

"Young master is really wronged," a servant sighed.

Chao Yan waved his hand and said: "Never feel wronged or wronged, in fact, you are the ones who paid for it. From now on, run with a heavy load every three days to consolidate it."

Servants: "..."

The faces of all the people were bitter, and a run was unforgettable for a lifetime, and one person swallowed and walked out and said, "Master, when can we stop?"

"Do you know why you just fell asleep on the spot after running for ten laps?" Chao Yan finally sat up straight and said with an inscrutable expression.

Everyone shook their heads and looked at him suspiciously.

Chao Yan smiled kindly and said: "That's because your physical fitness is too poor. Do you know the bone forging period? Those are all immortals who lift a huge stone with one finger. You know how immortals forge bones Is this the most basic thing, when you can run a hundred laps around Chaozhuang without taking a breath, you know when you have successfully forged your bones."

Hearing his words, everyone's eyes lit up.

"How did the young master know?" A servant raised his hand and asked.

Chao Yan showed a cordial and friendly smile and said: "Your young master, I have traveled all over the world before. Although I can't say how to draw qi into the body, I have heard of forging bones."

"So that's how it is," everyone suddenly realized, and all the previous resistance was wiped out with enthusiasm.

"In that case, does the young master want to practice with us?" A servant raised his hand again and asked.

Chao Yan looked at the servant who kept asking questions, it was this man who asked questions every time, little brother, why are you talking too much.

As soon as Chao Yan thought of running with a load, he remembered the fear of being dominated by the 1000-meter physical test. He lay back on the recliner and leaned on the handle of the chair to regain a sense of security: "Your young master, I have no ambitions. I am delicate and weak. I only wish to steal half a day of leisure in Fusheng, and I don't want to cultivate immortality."

All the servants: "..."

Young master, you have the word "fudge" written all over your face.

Although the lie was exposed, the rules have not been changed, and there are still some people who run with heavy loads. In order to balance the extremely unbalanced hearts of the servants, Chao Yan took a trekking stick and went up the mountain with a basket on his back after he was almost settled at home.

Although the light screen of the game is not in the way, the tasks that should be done are still to be done. This fairy can not cultivate, but if he recovers his aptitude and can have a body that will never get sick and a longer life, Chao Yan is still willing.

The mountain roads are rugged and undeveloped. What's wrong with Lingxian Town is the mountains. A grass is really embarrassing.

This broken game doesn't even have a novice guide, no automatic path guidance, and no way to grow bone-forging grass in a certain place... This kind of game will be closed sooner or later.

Chao Yan sat on a rock, drank his saliva, and beat his legs. He deeply felt that cultivating immortals was not done by human beings, and that he, a mortal, could not resist cheating.

But since he has started the first mission, he can't give up halfway. If he can't find it today, he will go back and let others find it, and dig him up before collecting.

Thinking about it this way, this idea is quite good, it is like lying down and cultivating immortals, tsk...

Chao Yan was indulging in the sweet dream of leveling up while lying still, when suddenly there was a rustling sound from the grass on one side.

The drowsy and lazy mind suddenly woke up, Chao Yan clenched the trekking stick and carefully looked in the direction of the grass.

It can't be blamed for his nervousness. If it is an undeveloped mountain forest in modern times, there are at most some wild beasts and poisonous snakes. There may be fierce beasts, monsters and the like, such beasts eating him is no different from chewing a radish, maybe it can be crunchy for a while.

Chao Yan looked at the one-meter-high grass. It seemed that there was nothing moving there, as if something was lurking in it waiting for an opportunity to move. But although the atmosphere was tense at first, Chao Yan didn't feel any murderous intent.

The trekking stick moved towards the grass, and Chao Yan's eyes met a pair of particularly dark and beautiful eyes, with long eyelashes and flowing water, and the pupils were so dark that they seemed to reveal a little red, although the eyes were disturbed and frightened. It's a bit fierce, but it's really a pair of beautiful eyes.

It's just that the owner of the eyes is a bit dirty, and he is wearing dusty and tattered clothes that seem to be able to slap half a catty of dirt with one hand, and his hair is like withered grass that has been ravaged by all kinds of wind, sand, rain and snow in winter. The skin is dark, and the mud shell seems to cover the whole body.

Well, it's not dirty, it's dirty.

It may be unbearable to put such dirt on an adult, but it makes people feel uncomfortable when placed on a petite child.

Adults can take care of themselves, but such a small child needs to be taken care of by others. What kind of indulgence can make a child dirty and thin like this?

"Oh, whose cub is this, why did he come here?" Chao Yan knelt down and stretched out his hand to pinch the little black face, but the cordial and friendly greeting was mercilessly interrupted.

Just when the delicate and slender white fingers approached both sides of the cheek, the child who was staring at him warily turned his head and bit Chao Yan's thumb with lightning speed. It's over.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, let it go, no, let it go," Chao Yan pulled his hand desperately but couldn't pull it out. He didn't expect such a young child to have such good teeth. I picked it up.

The child seemed to be surprised for a moment, and when he let go, Chao Yan pulled out his finger, leaving deep teeth marks, and the blood dripped down the finger, moistening the somewhat dry land in the mountain.

"Cub, are you a wolf?" Chao Yan bared his teeth in pain.