Chapter 3 Going Alone
Shanyang Village is a village very close to Gu Yuncheng. The village is not big, with only more than a hundred households. The villagers here follow the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. They make a living by farming and hunting, and their life is quite ordinary.
But today is an exception.
The sun has long since set, and countless stars are dotted in the night sky. After dinner, the villagers lit their lamps and stood at the entrance of the village quietly looking into the distance, waiting for something.
Noisy voices come and go, all inseparable from one person's name.
Outside Shanyang Village, a figure gradually appeared. Looking at the nearby village, Junting's slightly tired eyes flashed with a smile. Shanyang Village was still some distance away from Gu Yuncheng, and it took him half a day to get back after he left the city.
At the front of the crowd at the entrance of the village, an old man was staring at the only way to enter the village. He couldn't help but murmured to himself with some worry: "It's so late. That kid Junting hasn't come back yet, so nothing will happen. "
A woman on the side heard this, holding a kerosene lamp in one hand, patting the old man's withered hand with the other, and said with a smile: "Okay, village chief, that kid Junting won't let anyone worry about him. Maybe he can become a soul master." , let some big shots from the Song family stay. Look, aren’t they back?”
While the woman was still comforting the village chief, her sharp eyes immediately saw a familiar short figure coming on the road not far ahead, and she immediately shouted.
Although the village chief is old, he has good eyesight. After recognizing that it was indeed Junting's child not far away, his face instantly relaxed. Before he could step forward, he saw Junting's child suddenly speeding up and running in front of the village chief and the others.
"Village Chief, Aunt Hu." Jun Ting took the lead in saying hello. Seeing that everyone in the village was waiting for him, his heart felt warm, "Everyone in the village, I'm back."
"Just come back."
As soon as he finished speaking, the village chief saw the cloth bag on Jun Ting's body. Before Jun Ting could say anything, he took the bag with his withered palm and felt the weight inside the bag. The village chief's eyes showed sullenness.
"You kid, you didn't even awaken your martial soul!?"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the villagers also changed. anger? Maybe. But more often than not, they feel let down and hate that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
"Everyone, this was returned to me specifically by the Song Mansion." Realizing that everyone in the village might have misunderstood, Jun Ting was also a little bit dumbfounded.
So he quickly summoned the martial spirit.
As soon as the Seven Killing Sword was acquired, the villagers were shocked to varying degrees.
"Everyone, this is my martial soul Seven Killing Sword. My soul power is full of innate soul power!"
Junting did not hide anything from the villagers who raised him and told them the truth.
At this moment, everyone was quiet.
It took half a minute for the villagers to recover from the shocking news.
"What did you just say? Innately full of soul power!"
"Xiao Junting never lies! He is really full of innate soul power! A powerful soul master will appear in our village!"
The meaning of innate soul power is well known to all.
At this moment, the entire Shanyang Village was completely in turmoil!
The excitement at night appeared for the first time in this village.
When sleepiness swept over the village, the village became quiet.
However, before leaving, the village chief kept the gold soul coins that Jun Ting wanted to return to the villagers. "Junting, you need a soul ring to become a soul master. It's hard for the village to help you. These ten gold soul coins are the only ones the village can get."
Later, in his own small room, Junting was lighting a kerosene lamp. At this moment, he didn't feel sleepy at all.
Due to the awakening of the Seven Killing Sword of Wuhun, coupled with the innate talent of full soul power, at this moment, Jun Ting had many more thoughts in his heart. But more importantly, it is to confirm the first soul ring.
"Jianzhu."
Spread out a map with the terrain of the mountains near Shanyang Village drawn on it. Although most of the mountains in this mountain range are filled with wild beasts, there are actually some ten-year spirit beasts deep in the mountains.
There are even traces of centuries-old plant-like soul beasts. As far as he knew, Jianzhu was one of them.
"It's confirmed, it is my first soul ring."
…
Early the next morning, Junting prepared dry food and luggage with the help of the villagers, and entered the mountains near Shanyang Village to hunt for his first soul ring.
Although the mountain range is said to be near Shanyang Village, it is actually not that far away. According to Junting's traveling speed, it would probably take more than half a day.
"Jianzhu can launch sword energy attacks. This alone meets the requirements of my martial soul soul skills." Junting hurried on while recalling information about soul beasts like Jianzhu in his mind. "As a bamboo soul beast, its roots must be eradicated before it dies. And if you want to eradicate its roots safely, you must first cut off the bamboo pole so that it loses its ability to attack."
"I hope I can find a sword bamboo of the right age."
…
When Junting arrived at the mountains, the sun was almost setting. So he rested outside the mountains for one night, preparing to enter the depths of the mountains tomorrow to look for Jianzhu.
It was night, Junting was sitting alone by the fire.
As the fire burned the wood and made a "cracking" sound, he chose to use simple meditation instead of sleeping. However, at this moment, a feeling of uneasiness came over me.
He suddenly opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes.
While slowly getting up, he took the Seven Killing Sword.
Murderous aura permeates the air, irritating the uninvited guests.
In the grass, a figure suddenly jumped out, Jun Ting did not hesitate at all! The sword was slashed out, with blood spilling and the head falling to the ground. Only then did Jun Ting see the figure clearly.
Just an ordinary rabbit.
But at this moment, he did not relax because of this, and even his breathing slowed down. Because his intuition told him that the real uninvited guest had given up on the rabbit before and chose to treat him as a midnight snack.
Now, the uninvited guest was waiting for him to give him a fatal blow when he relaxed.
Immediately afterwards, Jun Ting, who was suddenly on hair, dodged sideways, swung the Seven Kills Sword, and struck out to the left with one sword.
"Meow!!!"
With a shrill scream, a small civet cat with wings on its ribs and tiger skin patterns appeared in front of Jun Ting. I saw light blue hair all over the body, but a pair of purple eyes. Because there was a cut on his body and blood flowed out, his eyes were full of evil.
Although this civet cat was only about a foot long, it brought a lot of pressure to Jun Ting. Obviously, this is a soul beast.
"Ten years? Then you can still fight."
He didn't feel the deadly aura on this soul beast, so he probably guessed the age of this soul beast.
Just as Junting was doing his assessment, the civet cat couldn't hold it any longer. After using his innate skill, he rushed over like a bolt of cyan lightning, his two front paws popped out, and his hair emitted a halo that was not bright but was like water waves.
But before Junting can do it himself...
"Uh-huh!"
An attack fell, and the civet cat died instantly. A faint white light appeared on it. Gradually, the white light slowly condensed into a white soul ring above it.
But Junting didn't pay any attention to this soul ring. Instead, he held the Seven Kills Sword tightly, his nerves tense to the extreme.
(End of chapter)