"Three incense sticks? Is it so magical?"

The little girl looked at Jiang Tian in disbelief, her eyes flashing with bright black and white.

"Yes. If I do it, you let me hug you!" Jiang Tian said with a smile. This girl reminded her of her daughter.

"I won't give it to anyone. I'll walk once a year! I'll fight monsters like my father!"

The little girl raised her nose with great ambition. She might be an excellent huntress and a steel woman in the future.

"Then I won't give you my dad the pill!" Jiang Tian looked serious, and scared the little girl's eyes so much that she almost burst into tears.

The man and his wife knew that Jiang Tian was joking and said with a smile: "Just let your uncle hug you, don't be shy!"

"Okay! I'll promise you!"

The little girl was very aggrieved.

Those who vowed to be a hunter in the future are as old as two years old and are not a one-year-old child. How can they let him hug him?

Jiang Tian immediately signaled the man to swallow the pill, and then activated his skills to help him refine it, guiding the medicine to the wound and the broken bones, resolving the toxins left by the saber-toothed tiger. Resolving this natural toxin is just for Jiang Tian.

It's easy to get it.

While Shi Wei was chatting with the man.

When I learned that his name was Luo Sen, he was the grandson of the village chief Luo Shou. He was also the most powerful hunter in the village. He could beat the Jindan stage monsters with his physical body and was brave and good at fighting.

Her youngest daughter, named Luo Fu, means that one day she will be able to restore the mountains and rivers, and the natives of the fairy land will take back the immortal ruins, but this is just a slim dream for them.

In the era of Taoist sanctions, they were mortals, and their bloodlines were confined. After ten thousand years, they were still mortals. They could not practice. They could only rely on devouring the flesh and blood of wild beasts and strengthening their bodies with the most primitive methods such as bathing blood.

He sighed regretfully and wished he could go to the fairy ruins to fight.

Jiang Tian thought to himself that he planned to leave some methods of body refining for them, which would improve their combat effectiveness. After hard practice, he could be promoted to melee masters within ten years and could beat the Nascent Soul.

In fact, in the universe, physical cultivation and close combat is a way of cultivation that goes hand in hand with the practice of Dharma.

They do not condense true energy, do not practice the laws of law, but they only tend to be strong in their bodies. However, in the long history, many powerful figures have been born in the vast central galaxy, and there have been several immortal emperors. However,

The physical practice method is slow to enter the country, and not many people understand it.

In fact, it was not enough time for an incense stick, and Luo Sen's broken leg was repaired. He ran like flying. Everyone was alarmed and came over to take a look.

Rosen directly removed the fixed branches and drug linen, and the wound was recovered as before.

Jiang Tian naturally welcomed a burst of praise and gratitude, and was regarded as an immortal and a god by them.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang!"

Xiao Luo Fu excitedly threw himself into Jiang Tian's arms, and kissed Jiang Tian's face several times, leaving a lot of saliva.

"Haha, I will leave you another bottle of this elixir. If you are injured, just take a little. As long as you don't die, you can save it!"

Jiang Tian hugged her small body and felt warm in his heart. Perhaps this was the same feeling when he hugged his daughter.

He was very happy and generous, leaving a whole pot of healing pills, enough for them to take for ten or eight years, making everyone very happy.

Finally, the sacrifices were completed on the village chief Luo Shou.

The people who paid tribute breathed a sigh of relief and smiled happily again. Some strong men began to move the corpses of these beasts, preparing to bleed and cut.

Some naughty children came forward and spitted a few mouthfuls at the kneeling corpse, kicking it hard, so fiercely.

Jiang Tian was idle and walked on, asking curiously: "Who is this Zhao Ziming?"

The village chief was called Lao Shuotou and said:

"It's a long story. In the era of Dao Loss Ten Thousand Years ago, the monks from the South Gate invaded the Immortal Earth World, first attacked the Immortal Earth, then attacked Hailan, and broke through the Break Blade Pass. The army of millions of monks in our Penglai World was defeated by

After defeating, the Emperor Xu sent the Emperor Mingchuan to conquer the people of the three hundred cities in this world. Our natives of the Immortal Land are all strong men who are unwilling to be slaves. Zhao Ziming, the great Jindan monk in Wanren Mountain, brought up his team.

Overnight, he took eighteen cities from the enemy and snatched hundreds of crystal warships. From then on, he raised a big banner and vowed to resist the Ruin Emperor, take back his hometown, and even met Emperor Ao..."

When the old man mentioned that time, he looked emotional, as if countless old stories came to his heart.

The so-called Blade Pass, later Jiang Tian learned that it was the meteorite belt where he fought against the God Emperor of the World.

In the era of Daoxuan, in order to resist the invasion of the powerful men from the Nanmen One Star, a floating giant city and fortress were cultivated there, and countless monks were stationed, densely packed with starry sky warships and flying boats. They once survived for hundreds of years.

After countless starry sky battles there, blood stained the vast starry sky red, with bones densely covered, bloody to the extreme, countless weapons and magic weapons broke, floating in the air, densely packed, so in the era of Daoxuan, it was called the Broken Blade City and Broken Blade Fortress.

When Jiang Tian heard this, he looked up in awe, sacrificed three incense sticks, lit them, inserted them into the soil under the tomb, and bowed respectfully three times.

"He is your distant ancestor?"

Jiang Tian asked.

"Speaking of this, it's not. My distant ancestor was a hunter here. He fell in love with him at first sight, and he became his subordinate!"

The old man said:

"Later, both the distant ancestors and Zhao Ziming fell. Senior Zhao had no descendants. Therefore, the mission of guarding the tomb for him was passed down from generation to generation..."

He was about to open up his conversation when Xiao Luofu shouted from the village, saying, "Great Grandpa, Uncle Jiang, it's time to eat!"

"Let's go, let's talk about the story of Zhao Zhenjun..."

The old man took Jiang Tian back to the village.

Xiao Luo Fu held the great-grandfather's hand and immediately pointed at Jiang Tian, ​​giving Jiang Tian the pill, and told Luo Sen's recovery.

Luo Shou looked happy and very grateful, bowed to Jiang Tian and thanked him repeatedly. Unexpectedly, Jiang Tian was so generous.

The banquet has been set up, and the rough wooden table is placed in the small square in the middle of the village. There is a half-saber-toothed tiger on the bonfire. The tiger's skin has been removed. A layer of wild honey is painted on the skin. It is roasted with fruit trees, and it is browned and fragrant.

There were hares and wild pheasants, and the villagers brewed their own millet wine, which was set up in a dazzling array of tables.

The simple men in Tiancun smiled silly and invited monks and distinguished guests to the table.

"Baby, eat more Pixiu meat and eat more to grow strength. This is a rare precious meat!"

"Boy, this is the meat of a saber-toothed tiger. Make up more, your fists can be as hard as iron! Don't eat the useless wild boar meat!"

"Jiang Xianren, please use more millet wine. Although it is rough, it is because it is brewed by ourselves, which is also considered sweet!"

Everyone gathered together, lively, and drank a lot of millet wine. Large pieces of saber-toothed tiger meat were chopped into strips with a knife, and they grabbed it with their hands and ate it directly. The mouth was full of oil and full of unrestrained and wild taste. Don't mention the pleasure.

It's right.

Jiang Tian suddenly looked at the sky outside the door, felt something, and said leisurely: "Captain Luo, what enemy does Tiancun have?"

"In the eyes of Xianxu, our Tiancun Luo family belongs to the remnants of the Immortal Land, and was once hunted down by them for thousands of years!"

Luo Shou was filled with bleakness and pain and sighed: "It was originally a large clan of tens of thousands of people, but now there are only so many people left!"

"However, we later hid in the Wanren Mountains, hiding away from the world, and without fighting with the world, the divine soldiers and generals of the Immortal Ruins gave up the pursuit. These things have been peaceful for hundreds of years!"

"It's not the heavenly soldiers and generals of Xianxu. But if there is a strong enemy attack, look at the equipment, it should be a group of native masters who dig the grave!"

Jiang Tian smiled.

"It's from the Dakou Ying family!"

Luo Shou was shocked and remembered some past.

"The Great Bandit Ying Family! Despicable and shameless person!"

"A group of pangolins, earth rats, digging holes all day long, digging other people's ancestral tombs, and losing all their conscience!"

"They have coveted Zhao Zhenjun's cemetery for no more than once or twice. Our ancestors were injured by them!"

"We migrated three times with Zhao Zhenjun's corpse, but we didn't expect them to chase after him. They bullied them too much, and fought with them!"

Luo Sen and others all looked angry and slapped the table and roared.

Many men and women and children rushed into the stone house, picked up weapons hidden in the dark, roared and looked into the sky, ready to fight to the death with the enemy.

They were very fierce and passionate, and they wanted to use their flesh and blood to guard the tomb of the true king Zhao Ziming. They were a hero. They admired them very much and felt that guarding the tomb was their mission, and they were not afraid even if they were killed by the great bandits.

"The lineup is quite luxurious. There are also a few Yuanying Heavenly Lords!"
Chapter completed!