Fantasy: Start with a stick

The world of cultivation.

Parrot State.

There is a small village in the far west of Jinguan City. There are apricot trees everywhere in the village, with luxuriant branches and luxuriant leaves, hence the name Xinghua Village.

In the dark night, it seemed as if endless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, not even the glimmer of stars.

A group of robbers entered the village at night.

At this moment, the villagers who had been busy for a day were all asleep, unaware that the danger was approaching.。

“Group A! East side of the village entrance!”

“Group B! West side of the village entrance!”

“Group C! Guard the entrance to the village! "

A series of sounds sounded one after another, breaking the sleeping Xinghua Village!

Ding Xiaoer was sleepily preparing to get up and put out water.

At this time, the hurried and chaotic footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, this group of robbers appeared. He rushed to the door of Ding Xiaoer's house and wanted to break in.

After hearing the abnormality outside the house, Ding Xiaoer hurried to the small wooden window on the east side of the door and looked through the hole in the small wooden window.

When he saw the outside of the house, Behind a dark shadow, Ding Xiaoer trembled all over. He

hurriedly rushed to the back room where he was snoring loudly, and woke up his parents.

Then he rushed to the side room, because his elderly grandfather was sleeping in that room.

Ding Xiaoer's father, Ding Daniu, was the first to rush out of the back room, feeling the chilling air spreading outside ....His eyes narrowed, and then he said anxiously to Ding Xiaoer: "No! There are robbers! Xiaoer! Hurry up and hide in the stove! Keep the green hills there, don't worry about running out of firewood!"”

“What will you two and grandpa do? "

Ding Xiaoer asked anxiously。

“It's an emergency, leave us alone! quick! If it's too late, it'll be too late! "Ding Xiaoer's mother, Liu Xiaoqian, urged.

Ding Xiaoer's grandfather, Ding Dongchang, waved his hand vigorously towards Ding Xiaoer, signaling him to hide quickly.

Tears burst out from Ding Xiaoer's face, and he hid back three times in a step. Under the stove.

It turns out that there is a small space under the stove that can only accommodate one person.。

“The leader’s order: leave no one behind! Kill them all!”

“Take all the valuable things! "

In an instant, in the village, the sounds of cocks and dogs, the sound of swords, chopping and smashing, cries for help, and screams... came one after another, lingering over Xinghua Village. The village was robbed, and the villagers were massacred.

With the bandit leader's After the sound of "retreat", the group of robbers merged into the endless night. I don't know

how long it took, but Ding Xiaoer woke up from his nightmare, with tears on his face mixed with mud.

Ding Xiaoer looked at the tragic scene of the entire village, and the whole People were in a daze, unable to accept this reality.

This group of bandits was so lawless! Not only did they rob the entire village, but they also massacred more than 500 people in the village!

The blood dyed the earth red, and even dyed his face red. Eyes. At this moment, he clenched his fists, looked up at the sky and swore: It would be a waste of life not to avenge this revenge!

Five days later,

Ding Xiaoer looked at the small mounds of soil and slowly scattered the apricot blossoms in his hands into the sky. , apricot blossoms rain down one after another...

In Ding Xiaoer's mind, the figures of his father, mother, grandfather, and the friends he used to play with appeared in his mind... He gathered his

thoughts and sorted out his family's belongings... He

turned around and fixed his sight in front of the stove, looking at the stove under...

“Huh? What's this? "

Ding Xiaoer looked at the unknown object covered by dust under the stove, and there was a doubt in his mind.

Then, Ding Xiaoer walked in, blew the dust covering it, and then discovered that it was actually a bamboo slip.

Opening the bamboo slip, A ray of green light shot into his head instantly, and the words "Nine Heavens Conquering Demons" appeared in his mind. At the same time, he remembered Stick Yuanzi's old voice:

"My child, please forgive me. I am a remnant soul of Stick Yuanzi. If you are lucky enough to open the bamboo slip, it means that you are the destined person I am waiting for.。”

“Destined person? "

Ding Xiaoer said doubtfully.。

“This ray of my soul has been in the bamboo slip for thousands of years. Thousands of years have passed by in a blink of an eye. During this time, tens of thousands of people have discovered this bamboo slip, but no one has been able to open it. "

Gun Yuanzi sighed helplessly.。

“Why can't it be opened? "

Ding Xiaoer fiddled with the bamboo slips and asked doubtfully.。

“What is recorded in the bamboo slips is the "Nine Heavens Conquering Demon Technique" created by Gu Yuanzi, which is a rare and special martial skill.。”

“The difficulty of practicing special martial arts is very demanding, and you must be a monk with a special physique.。”

“What is a special constitution? "Ding Xiaoer asked puzzledly.。

“There are two types of special physiques, one is the innate special physique.

According to existing historical records, the remains of powerful dogs slaughtered in ancient times were born with special physiques. Only one will appear in tens of thousands of years”

“The other is acquired special physique. One will appear in thousands of years.

Only under special circumstances can acquired special physiques be activated. Three people appear in existing historical materials。”

“Which three? "

Ding Xiaoer asked curiously.。

“Qiu Shuixian, the ancient martial emperor, Tang Yuanlong, the blue star martial emperor, and Liu Yazi, the Taoist from the Yuan Dynasty。”

“I seem to have heard it mentioned by the old people in the village, but I have no impression of it. "Ding Xiaoer said。

“It’s okay not to know them. Congratulations anyway! Belonging to the former - innate special physique! " Stick Yuanzi said with a smile.

Ding Xiaoer's heart was as calm as water. He didn't know why Stick Yuanzi was so happy. After all, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he still couldn't clearly understand what it meant.。

“What are the special martial arts? "

Monk Ding Xiao Er Zhang Er was confused and asked.。

“Special martial arts can cause the cultivator's weapons to trigger poisoning, freezing, and confusion during use....Attribute, when attacking, it can unexpectedly cause the opponent or monster to suffer corresponding damage.。”

“So that’s what happened. "Ding Xiaoer suddenly realized。

“The destined person has appeared, and the old man's mission has been achieved. I hope you don’t miss this opportunity! "

The voice of the remnant soul in my mind is getting smaller and smaller....After a while, the bamboo slips in Ding Xiao's hands turned into ashes.

Ding Xiaoer thought to himself: I am just a mortal, and although I got this stick technique by luck, its cultivation is as difficult as reaching the sky.

But in order to avenge the bloody sea, his desire to become stronger became stronger, and his eyes became more determined.

After sorting out the belongings at home, Ding Xiaoer came to the apricot tree at the east end of the village, which was where he and his friends used to play. I thought: Let’s bring some of my friends’ playthings with me, just to have something to think about.

So, Ding Xiaoer left the village with the three things he missed: a ring, a small bronze mirror and a stick.

At this time, high in the sky above the village。

“Report to the sect master, we haven’t found it yet! "

The man in black replied respectfully to the masked man in nine-color red robe.。

“On the 8th, pay close attention to everything related to this village! "

The masked man frowned and said in a deep voice.。

“yes! "

The man in black, known as No. 8, said respectfully.

After saying that, the two disappeared into the sky one after another...

Not long after the two left...

In the sky not far away from the village, another figure flashed away...