Douluo: Start by fooling the Blue Silver Emperor

Chapter 3
"Dude, do you know what I've been doing for 17 years?"

In the dark space, Tian Hao digested the message that came into his mind, and there was a deep resentment in his heart, the kind that even a deep boudoir can't compare to.

It turned out that this was his golden finger, and it might even be the culprit who took him to cross.

This thing has a big origin, it is a fragment of the good luck jade plate, or powder, which is the one of Hongjun Daozu in Honghuang's novels, which means that the prehistoric world really exists.

But that's right, even this Douluo world really exists, so it's not surprising that there is a real prehistoric world

The function of this good luck jade disc powder is very simple, it is to make people enter the state of enlightenment and temporarily increase the IQ, which is equivalent to overclocking the computer CPU, but the magnitude is larger, and the cultivation efficiency will be higher in the state of enlightenment.

It's just that this function is not free, it requires krypton gold and luck to maintain it.

"Why do you have the feeling of being slaughtered in a goose factory? Could it be that Daozu Hongjun was also a krypton gold boss?"

Tian Hao always felt a sense of familiarity. At the same time, he seemed to understand why Hongjun Daozu had to recruit three thousand innate gods and demons to gather luck.

It’s just that he has long had a psychological shadow on this kind of krypton gold series of cheats. In his previous life, as a poor man, he was often cheated, let alone despised. Rely on your own efforts to reach the pinnacle of life.

"Doggie! Doggy!"

Just when Tian Hao was thinking about these strange questions, a call came, and then his consciousness spun again, and he returned to his body, and an old face appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter, son of a bitch? Are you feeling unwell?"

The village chief, Lao Litou, looked at Tian Hao with a dull expression, and shook his hand in front of his eyes with concern.

"It's okay, I just remembered something suddenly, let's continue our morning exercise, what song do you want to listen to today?"

When he came back to his senses, Tian Hao smiled and signaled that he was fine.

I have just finished the morning exercises for the children and the elderly, and now it is time for the adults, including the villagers of the two age groups of young and middle-aged.

"Little Apple!"

Immediately, an aunt who responded quickly responded, saying that she would listen to Little Apple.

"Okay, let's go to the accompaniment!"

Tian Hao gestured to several young villagers who had brought his self-made simple musical instrument, and immediately the familiar music sounded.

He is too familiar with this song. Every day before he wakes up, he is woken up by this thing, and then he is forced to enjoy the hot dance of some former beauties. It doesn't matter if he is not familiar with it.

Of course, he didn't play music in his previous life, so he could only slightly restore part of the accompaniment from his memory.

Amateurs, there is no need to ask too much.

"I planted a seed, and it finally grew fruit..."

With the magical accompaniment playing, Tian Hao led the dancer and part-time lead singer, and once again became the most beautiful boy in the whole village.

Even quite a few aunts and young girls cast eager or shy little eyes.

Little Apple, who has been here several times, finally finished today's morning exercise, and all the villagers left to do their own things with smiles on their faces.

Those who weed weed, those who cook cook, those who beat children beat children...

The head of the village, Li Tou, came with a basket covered with thick sackcloth. Looking at the scattered villagers, he said with emotion: "Your square dance is more energetic, it is much better than the melon-eating fist!"

Ever since the kid created this kind of square dance, the depressing and depressing atmosphere in the village has improved a lot, and it can almost be described as earth-shaking.

This thing really can drive the atmosphere, it feels like the whole village is full of vitality.

"Don't toss about your old arms and legs, don't break your legs like me."

Tian Hao joked that the old village chief is already seventy years old. Although his body is still in good shape, his functions in all aspects have seriously declined, and he can't do strenuous exercise. He can only practice the melon-eating version of Tai Chi.

Then he took the basket from the old village chief's hand, which contained three hard-boiled eggs, four big buns, and a thin porridge in a bamboo tube, which was still warm because it was covered with a thick linen cloth.

This is the breakfast that the old village chief brought him.

"It's not that you were too stubborn back then. If you didn't go to Wuhun City, you wouldn't become a cripple."

Old Li looked down at Tian Hao's thick right sole, such a thick sole is not easy to make.

"I'm not called lame, I just have short legs!"

While gnawing on the big bun, Tian Hao retorted.

His right leg was overtrained when he was being studied in Wuhun City, and his calf and leg bones were comminuted and fractured.

Although it was healed and repaired by a soul master of the healing department, it left sequelae, and the growth rate was slow, and it was five centimeters shorter than the left leg.

"Tch! The dead duck has a hard mouth!"

He curled his lips, and then Old Li sighed.

"Is the world of soul masters really that alluring?"

He had persuaded this kid back then, telling him not to waste his efforts, and don't force him if he doesn't have that life, otherwise there will be no good results.

But this kid was very stubborn, and in the end he came back with a limped leg, and the good guy became disabled.

"It's not alluring, but it's exciting!"

Tian Hao answered seriously.

As a time traveler, he was unwilling to live a lifetime as an ordinary person, so he practiced hard, forcibly cultivating soul power with almost none of his innate soul power.

But now that he has awakened the golden finger that is necessary for a traveler, and his background is still so big, he can't give up.

If you don't want to be a giant like Hongjun Daozu, you will be satisfied with a Daluo Jinxian who can live as long as the sky.

"My little brother is right. Although the world of soul masters is dangerous, it is really exciting."

At this time, a soft and gentle voice came, and the two turned their heads to look, and found that one was fat and the other was thin... No, it was two different fat people walking slowly from the mountain road.

A man and a woman, the man's burly figure looks like an iron tower, revealing a steady and domineering personality.

The woman is slightly fat, but her chest is super fat, and the fat accumulation is scary.

"The two are master soul masters?"

Old Li came to his senses and hurried forward to greet him.

Their village is located deep in the mountains, the road is far and steep, and it has only rained a few days ago, some roads are very muddy, but the shoes of these two people are very clean, obviously they are not ordinary people, they should be powerful soul masters.

"We can't be called adults. We are just tourists who came to play. We were attracted by the singing just now, hoping to ask for a bowl of water."

A Yin smiled and replied, his eyes couldn't help but look at the ordinary-looking young man in front of him, and he really couldn't see that such an amazing wisdom was hidden under this ordinary appearance.

She thought it was someone of the same race who was being persecuted, so she followed the induction to find it, and planned to take that fellow clan away directly. After all, it is not easy for a low-level soul beast like Blue Silver Grass to grow to a thousand years.

But when she saw the letter and notes, she changed her mind.

Maybe we can find an opportunity to change the confrontation between the human race and the soul beast in this young man, at least let him give up that sinister and ruthless god-making plan.

"No problem, Lord Soul Master, please enter the village."

Old Li was very enthusiastic. He didn't dare to offend this kind of soul master. Otherwise, if they got angry and slaughtered their village, no one would know.

And people are just begging for a bowl of water to drink, it's no big deal.

"Old man, your village is so remote, and the nearest city is hundreds of miles away, can you live well?"

Ah Yin followed to the village head's yard at the entrance of the village, while communicating with Old Li.

This is the first time she has seen this kind of village rooted in the deep mountains. If it wasn't for the guidance of the thousand-year-old blue silver grass, she would never have thought that there would be an isolated village here.

You must know that this mountain range is mostly bare stone mountains, with little vegetation cover, and it is almost impossible to grow crops.

Moreover, the roads are blocked, and many of them are dead ends. Even a soul master may not be able to come here, let alone an ordinary person.

"Our Sanba Village has been brilliant before. Hundreds of years ago, a mine was discovered here. The nobles of the kingdom built a road for people to come in to mine the mine. But after the mine was roughly dug a hundred years ago, almost everyone Gone, only our village remains here.

Fortunately, there are still some fragmented ores nearby, which can be used to make some iron utensils and sell them to make a living, but it is a pity that the road is deserted, and it is inconvenient to get in and out..."

Old Li didn't shy away from it, telling the origin of Sanba Village.

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(A Yin: Sao Nian, my mother has her eyes on you, why don't you give your recommendation ticket quickly!)
(End of this chapter)