Time flies, and six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

It’s the transition time between autumn and winter again.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

In a rather spacious courtyard of Jiangshi Villa, there were collisions one after another, and sometimes there were shouts. In the center of the courtyard, a thin figure was constantly hitting the wooden stakes in front of it with its arms.

This thin figure is naturally Jiang Han. He has been in this world for six years.

He began to exercise his body's flexibility since he was a child in his crib. Later, as his body gradually matured, he slowly began strength training.

From his past life experience, Jiang Han already understood that talent determines how fast you can go, while hard work determines how far you can go.

"call!"

Jiang Han gently closed his fist and stood up. He is not practicing any Qi Kung Fu at the moment. He is only doing appropriate strength training to increase his physical strength.

Turning around, Jiang Han walked towards the house.

...

Jiang Han walked into the dining room in his backyard. His mother had already placed the food.

"Han'er, come in and eat quickly." Qin Wei sat at the dining table and said with a smile: "Han'er, my mother made your favorite wild boar head meat today, you can try it."

"Okay." Jiang Han couldn't help but smile: "Will father be back in the evening?"

"It's been three days, I should be back." Qin Wei smiled.

Autumn is the time when the number of monsters and wild beasts in the Northbound Mountains is the largest. Most of the villas will organize warriors to go hunting in the mountains at this time, firstly to capture meat, and secondly to hunt monsters and beasts in preparation for the sacrificial ceremony.

Jiang Han has become very familiar with this process in the past few years. As the strongest man in the village, at this time of year, his father will lead the warriors in the village deep into the mountains, often not coming back for a day or even a few days.

Soon, Jiang Han finished eating, wiped his mouth, and said, "Mom, I'm going out for a walk."

"Are you going to the library again? Remember to come back for dinner at night!" Qin Wei said with a smile.

"Yeah, I got it, mother!" Jiang Han's voice came from far away.

...

Jiang Han walked slowly on the road inside the village.

In the past six years, there has been no endless torture in hell, only parents who care and love him. As the only son of the second master of the villa, he has all kinds of fun and delicious food.

For Jiang Han, this place is like heaven compared to hell.

However, he didn't enjoy it, he just followed his own ideas silently.

In the past six years, he has mainly cultivated his soul, strengthened his soul, and at the same time exercised his body's toughness and muscles. As for real martial arts practice, he has never practiced it.

In martial arts practice, the earlier the better, the body of a child grows too fast, and if you are not careful, it will leave big hidden dangers.

Walking all the way, Jiang Han soon left the inner village.

Although Jiang's Villa is a mountain villa in name, in Jiang Han's opinion, it is not much different from a small city.

A well-defended mountain fortress was built with a large mountain as the main body. There are tens of thousands of people living in the village, and it also controls ordinary villages for dozens of miles around. It can be said that it is a powerful force that separates one side.

The Library Pavilion is a place where a large number of books are stored, including many secrets of cultivation, which are quite important. After all, in this world, books are also very precious.

If Jiang Han wants to go to the Library Pavilion, he must pass by the martial arts arena.

The martial arts field is the training ground for the Villa Guard warriors. It occupies the largest area. There are stables and an armory next to the martial arts field.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of Neizhuang, Jiang Han could see hundreds of young men standing neatly and uniformly on the bluestone martial arts field covering an area of ​​several hundred meters. They were full of vigor and vitality, practicing boxing skills.

"The ninth position, accumulating qi." A strong man in black military uniform shouted: "Enter the whole body, the whole fist is integrated, and the legs are tightened... If you practice this position well, you will develop the true qi.

The key is that I paid attention to everything."

"Sweat more during training and bleed less during battle. You will not regret it when you join the Guards and fight in the future." The big man walked to the front of the queue: "Only by constantly breaking through the limits of your body can you be able to unite.

Martial pattern, the possibility of embarking on the path of spiritual practice."

Jiang Han stood by the wall and watched slowly. He had quite a lot of experience with Shenhun, but he was a bit...

"Uncle's teaching level is indeed good, but my father is the strongest man in the villa, but he never teaches his disciples!" Jiang Han thought.

The middle-aged burly man was his uncle Jiang Yan, who was also his father's eldest brother. He was a strong man in the Wuzong realm and the martial arts instructor in the village. He was responsible for teaching young people who had spiritual talents but had not yet embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

"These young men, in terms of talent and potential, are much more powerful than the human race on Earth in the previous life."

Over the past six years, Jiang Han has already discovered that the physical quality of humans in this world is far greater than that of the earth in his previous life.

In his previous life, he had spent decades just embarking on the path of cultivation. Such talent was considered to be the pinnacle on earth.

Each of these young men had hundreds of kilograms of strength in one arm. In their previous life, in terms of physical strength alone, they were definitely the kings of soldiers in the army. However, in Jiang's Villa, they were not even qualified to become sergeants.

"My Jiang's Villa is considered a first-rate force within the territory of Hongcheng, but it is far inferior to that of the Northbound Villa." Jiang Han thought: "Nine thousand soldiers traveling north, with armored feathers pressing down on the river, is truly extraordinary."

Nine thousand troops marching north, their armor is like a mirror, and when they charge, they look like the sun and the moon. They are known as the First Army in Jiangbei.

Beihang Shanzhai is definitely the most powerful force in the entire Jiangbei County. There is no one other. The ten Jiang clans put together are far inferior to the other party.

Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise about the Jiang family is that there is an extremely powerful person who is powerful in Jiangbei.

...

After walking through the martial arts arena, Jiang Han arrived in front of a three-story pavilion. This pavilion was the library pavilion, which looked simple and solemn.

"Wait for me outside!" Jiang Han ordered.

The soldier who had been following him to protect him nodded. Only members of the Jiang clan could enter and exit the library freely. Others needed tokens or oral instructions.

"Grandpa Six." Jiang Han said respectfully to a lean old man basking in the sun at the door.

This old man, named Jiang Yangchuan, is of the same generation as his grandfather Jiangyang Shan. However, according to his father, this sixth grandfather is definitely one of the best in the entire villa. He is just unwilling to manage chores, so he becomes the

The gatekeeper of the library.

"Xiaohanzi, are you reading again?" The old man opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Go in and read what you want to read. If you want to take any books back, record them."

Jiang Han smiled and nodded, no longer disturbing the other party's sleep.

After walking up the steps and gently pushing open the door to the library, Jiang Han didn't hesitate, selected a book he had chosen a long time ago, and started reading on the desk next to him.

The sunlight shining through the window made Jiang Han feel very comfortable.

For six years, Jiang Han not only cultivated his soul, exercised his body, but also studied.

Jiang Han knows clearly that books will record the history of a civilization and are the driving force for the continuous advancement and development of a civilization. Whether the world is a technological civilization or a spiritual civilization, there is no need to ask others for many things that he wants to know. Books

The Central Committee made it very clear.

Therefore, from the moment he started talking, Jiang Han would pull his mother to teach her how to read and read.

Qin Wei's cultural literacy is very high. Although she is surprised by her son's performance, she is also happy to teach her son to read. With Jiang Han's powerful soul and outstanding memory, he has learned thousands of the most basic things in the world in less than a month.

Word.

Even if a civilization reaches its peak, there are usually only tens of thousands of characters, and commonly used characters generally only have a few thousand.

In the following years, Jiang Han slowly began to study on his own.

In his previous life, Jiang Han, in the underworld, most of what he knew was some common sense about the underworld, as well as knowledge about the cultivation of the soul.

As for martial arts practice, he had only tried to practice it on the earth in the Age of Dharma in his previous life. He actually didn't know much about it, and he was even more vague about the world in which he was born.

If you want to climb a mountain, you must first know the way.

If Jiang Han wants to embark on the holy path in this life, he naturally needs to understand it deeply.

Search in legal books, the classics contain the true meaning.

In a few years, Jiang Han had read less than half of the books in the library, some intensive reading, some careful reading, and he did have a preliminary understanding of this world.

This side of the world is dominated by cultivation. It is vast and boundless, and it is difficult for a mortal to even get a glimpse of it even if he spends his whole life.

Human empires stand on the earth and attack each other. In each empire, there are different sects and forces. To sum up in four words, it is chaotic and disorderly.

The Great Zhou Empire, where the Jiang family was located, had been established for more than 8,000 years and controlled a vast territory of nearly a million miles in radius. Generally speaking, it was relatively stable and stable, with no large-scale wars.

"Legend has it that in the distant land, there are empires and sects whose histories are measured in tens of thousands of years. Their foundations are so deep that it is beyond imagination. They have towers and pavilions, treasures and splendor, just like the dome of the sky." Jiang Han thought.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I don't know, how does it compare with the palace of the underworld?"

Shaking his head, he put down the book in his hand.

"Well, I read "The Chronicles of the Empire" yesterday, and today I'll read "The Biography of the Saints of the Empire." Jiang Han picked up another book.

In the library, most of them are humanities and history books, and there are very few real practice books. However, there are also books on common sense about some practitioners. Jiang Han will read it and understand a lot of common sense about practice that he doesn't understand.

"In addition to the three realms of martial arts practice: warrior, martial artist, and martial arts master, there are also four realms of Tianyuan, Zhendan, Shenhua, and Saint." Jiang Han thought.

In his previous life, he only knew about the first three realms. He only knew that when a warrior reached the top of his cultivation, he would reach the Saint realm. As for the complexity of it, he didn't know much about it.

"The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the saint?" Jiang Han continued to look.

The seven realms of cultivation, the three realms of warrior, martial artist, and martial arts, are also called the acquired stages, which span the battlefield and serve as ordinary people's power.

For example, Jiang Han's father, Jiang Zheng, was a strong man in the Wuzong realm who had a clear mind and a clear mind. Looking at the land of Jiangbei for thousands of miles, he was already at the top.

Tianyuan, true elixirs, and gods are also called the innate stage. Practitioners at this level are far superior to ordinary warriors in the acquired stage. One person can defeat thousands, which is not a myth.

"The innate stage and above is the saint state." Jiang Han turned over another page, his heart burning slightly.

Saints, only saints.

Only after becoming extraordinary can one become a saint. They are completely superior to mortals and possess incredible power. They are the greatest group of beings in the entire world. To deal with them, they cannot be measured by their numbers.

In the ancient times, the saints killed the immortals in the sky and slaughtered the gods outside the territory, creating endless glory for the human race on the earth.

It was because of such a group of saints that the Great Zhou Empire could stand firm for so long.

"To become a saint, I must take the holy road and reach the top." Jiang Han put down the book.

Having been in hell, he knew even better what terrible methods those saints possessed, beings who could fight on par with gods and immortals.
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