[Ding! The host can now add points.]
A voice echoed in his mind, and he added a little more power to the black bull as well.
Chen Xun discovered that increasing his strength had great benefits; his legs and feet were stronger when he worked, his eyesight was sharper, and he was as capable as two people.
Cuihua, a young woman in her forties from the village, often secretly flirted with Chen Xun.
"Maybe that's just how men are."
Chen Xun looked at his muscles and sighed deeply. His irresistible charm had captivated countless village girls.
"Hey, Lao Niu! Eat slowly."
Chen Xun was shocked to find that the black ox had eaten his midnight snack while he was feeling sentimental.
Moo!
The big black ox reacted quickly, swallowing it whole. Chen Xun was dumbfounded and speechless for a long time...
The following year, Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu found a blacksmith to be their apprentices. Chen Xun's strength impressed the blacksmith, who kept praising him for having the makings of a blacksmith.
He didn't want wages, just meals for him and Black Bull, and the blacksmith readily agreed.
The following month, they were kicked out because Chen Xun stepped into the blacksmith shop with his left foot first, which was a major taboo.
Chen Xun sighed helplessly; perhaps this was the pain of the strong.
They found another piece of fertile land and started planting rice, while the big black ox plowed the field. The man and the ox worked together seamlessly and became rich through hard work.
"This is our country."
"Moo!"
Chen Xun looked at the lush green field in front of him, his eyes filled with joy. He gripped the axe tightly in his hand, and had two more tucked into his waistband.
The big black ox was also very happy, but its four legs were covered with blades and an axe was tied to its horns.
"What if those thugs still dare to steal!"
Chen Xun's eyes were filled with a cold aura as he looked at Da Hei Niu, who also looked at Chen Xun and nodded emphatically.
"Just run! We're not going to fight head-on. With this gear, let's see who dares to chase us!"
"Moo! Moo!"
However, this year has been relatively smooth. I heard that something big happened in the neighboring village, and everyone focused on it, so no one cared about Chen Xun's fields.
He then focused his efforts on himself and the black ox, happily harvesting the rice.
The big black ox dug a hole in the cave, and Chen Xun naturally understood what he meant, so he put countless bags of white rice into it.
However, he kept some to return to the village chief, several times the amount he had at the time.
Jingle bells! Jingle bells!
The sound of gongs echoed throughout the village, reaching even the caves in the mountains. This was a call to assemble the villagers for a major event.
Chen Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly ran out of the cave. He hoped it wasn't a village fight. With his current strength, he could easily take down a big man.
They crept furtively onto the hillside to observe the situation, but the truth was quite the opposite: the village was filled with joy, with people gathered outside the village chief's house.
"Come on, Old Niu, let's go take a look."
"Moo!"
In the village, thousands of people, their eyes filled with hope and excitement, held chickens, ducks, fish, and meat in their hands, bowing and clasping their hands towards the two people in the center.
"The Yuntian Sect accepts disciples, and those with spiritual roots have the opportunity to embark on the path to immortality."
One of them, dressed in a Taoist robe, stood on the roof of the village chief's house, looking down at him with an arrogant air.
"Immortal, how can one know if someone possesses spiritual roots?"
"Yes, my little blackie has been incredibly strong since he was a baby. The fortune teller said he was a reincarnation of an immortal."
...
The villagers were incredibly excited, bombarding the two cultivators with a barrage of questions, which made them frown.
"Quiet."
The cultivator seemed to be enraged. He activated a talisman in his hand, and a huge fire suddenly burst into flames in mid-air, terrifying and intensely hot.
The villagers fell into complete silence, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. They were horrified, thinking to themselves, "This is a celestial being!"
"It's like a big black bull walking a dog, walking it from beginning to end."
Chen Xun led the black ox to the edge of the crowd, his eyes flashing with admiration. This world really does have cultivators.
Upon hearing this, the big black ox's eyes flashed with doubt. When did it start walking its dog in the village?
"Spiritual roots are divided into five types of mixed spiritual roots, four types of lower spiritual roots, three types of middle spiritual roots, two types of upper spiritual roots, and one type of heavenly spiritual root."
The cultivator explained with his hands behind his back, activating a token in his hand, "Don't be nervous. Those under the age of twenty, begin the spiritual root test."
A beam of light shot up from the ground, dazzling with iridescent colors, and the villagers erupted in commotion, with even the elderly wanting to try it out.
The village children and young people were eager to try, and one by one they stepped forward to stand, but the beam of light did not react.
"That's impossible! I dreamt I was an immortal the other day!"
A villager muttered incoherently, his eyes full of disbelief, then suddenly turned around, knelt down, and cried out, "Immortal, please take me as your disciple!"
"Leave. You have three breaths to spare." A cold voice rang out.
"I beg you, immortal."
The villagers cried out, lingering on the pillar of light, "I dreamed about it!"
laugh!
A flash of sword light appeared, blood gushed out, and the villager, still in disbelief, slowly collapsed to the ground.
Countless sounds of people kneeling could be heard; the villagers were trembling like leaves, their eyes filled with fear.
Chen Xun's pupils contracted, and he quickly squatted down on the ground, his forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. These cultivators were completely lawless!
The big black ox also lay silently on the ground, their heads bowed and their eyes meeting, as some of their beautiful fantasies were quietly shattered.
"Continue," the cultivator said coldly, his gaze as if he were looking at livestock.
There was no more rioting. The villagers passed through the beam of light in an orderly fashion, their eyes still filled with hope.
Chen Xun also tried it timidly, but it was just a mixed spiritual root of five elements, which did not attract the attention of cultivators at all.
"Not bad, there's actually a person with three elemental roots."
The cultivator smiled faintly and looked at the little girl, "Say goodbye to your family."
"Yes, immortal."
The little girl was both reluctant to leave and secretly delighted. After saying goodbye to her family, the cultivator even gave her family several dozen taels of silver.
"Those with mixed spiritual roots of five elements can join a sect to do odd jobs, and they still have the opportunity to embark on the path to immortality."
The cultivator glanced at the group and said casually.
"Immortal, I'm going!"
Upon hearing this, the five-elemental spiritual root practitioners were overjoyed and immediately knelt down.
The cultivator glanced at Chen Xun, who was foaming at the mouth and sweating profusely. Even the black ox beside him was on the verge of death. They were clearly terrified by what they had just witnessed.
"Without a firm will, there is no hope for the path to immortality. Let's go."
The cultivator shook his head, then summoned a celestial sword from his storage bag, carrying several people away on the sword, disappearing into the ethereal distance.
The villagers were filled with disappointment, their gazes still lingering on the immortal's departing figure, filled with envy.
"Damn it... Old Niu, I told you to just kick me and play dead, but you wanted to kill me, didn't you?"
Chen Xun lay on the ground, severely injured, his chest heaving. The force of that hoofbeat almost brought him back to his parents who had been dead for many years.
Moo~
The black bull nudged Chen Xun, surprised by its own strength.
It carried Chen Xun back to the cave, where he recuperated for several days until his condition finally improved.
"We can't go to those sects."
Chen Xun looked at the black bull's puzzled expression and explained, "The sect is too dangerous. Killing people is not illegal, and they even bring bull penises with them when they eat beef."
The big black ox's pupils twitched, and it shook its head frantically. It didn't understand that killing was not illegal, but it understood that eating beef was.
The incident with the cultivator that day did not inspire Chen Xun's longing; instead, it gave him an extreme sense of insecurity.
They had a feud with Old Wang's family in the next village, but that was just a fight. These cultivators, however, would kill someone at the slightest provocation...
Chen Xun remembered that look vividly, just like when he killed a chicken.