As the days passed, Wang Dachui gradually grew up, and Lin Xuan gradually adapted to his identity.
Lin Xuan realized that he was Wang Dachui, but he wasn't completely Wang Dachui.
As he walked on the path of Wang Dachui's growth, he could feel all of Wang Dachui's emotions. He could feel every bit of power that Wang Dachui possessed. When he was beaten by his father, Wang Laoliu, he could feel the pain.
However, he couldn't control Wang Dachui's thoughts and actions, nor could he change Wang Dachui's growth. It was more like he was reliving the life that Wang Dachui had walked.
Wang Dachui gradually grew from a baby to a ten-year-old boy.
This ten-year-old boy was honest, kind, brave, stubborn, and possessed innate strength. He had a small reputation in the surrounding villages, and many people praised him as a good martial arts seedling.
Wang Dachui, who was only ten years old, was exceptionally strong. He had a strength of more than 150 kilograms, and he could already help his father forge. He was even stronger than his father, Wang Laoliu.
However, Wang Dachui didn't want to be like his father, who wanted to be a blacksmith in a small village for the rest of his life.
By chance, he heard some stories about martial artists from his neighbor, Uncle Li, which filled him with longing for the outside world. He also wanted to enter the town's martial arts center, learn martial arts, and become a powerful martial artist. From there, he could stand out and lead a good life with his parents.
In the days that followed, when he wasn't helping his father, he would often look for uncles in the village who had been to town before to inquire about the town's martial arts center.
However, the more he found out, the more disappointed he became. This was because the town's martial arts center had strict requirements for apprentices. Not only did they have to have the talent to learn martial arts, but they also had to charge an exorbitant tuition fee.
His father, Wang Laoliu, was only a small blacksmith in Iron Ox Village. Normally, he would only make a few iron pots and farm tools for the villagers in the surrounding villages and earn a meager living. In addition, his mother was bedridden all year round, so the family did not have much savings.
However, Wang Dachui wasn't discouraged. After a period of depression, he decided to find a way to earn his own tuition fee.
In the blacksmith's shop, he used some leftover materials from farming tools to secretly forge a crude short knife and sharpened it.
One morning, at the first glimmer of dawn, Wang Dachui took advantage of the fact that his parents were still asleep to grab the leftover vege-fritters from the night before and put the short knife at his waist. Then, he quietly slipped out of the house and walked toward the mountain a dozen or so kilometers away.
That mountain was called the Evil Tiger Mountain, and it was very dangerous. Every night, there would be sounds of tigers and wolves howling. Occasionally, there would be fierce beasts running out of the mountain and killing people.
The people who lived at the foot of the mountain would close their doors and windows every night. They never dared to enter the mountain, not even within ten miles of the mountain.
Wang Dachui had also been warned by his parents since he was young to never step into the mountains.
However, Wang Dachui had heard from Li Dazhu, a hunter at the west end of the village, that although the mountains were dangerous, there were treasures everywhere. There were many valuable spiritual herbs. If one could find a suitable spiritual herb to be used as medicine, he might be able to exchange it for a large sum of money.
In truth, Lin Xuan didn't agree with Wang Dachui's crazy actions from the bottom of his heart.
Even if he hadn't been to the Evil Tiger Mountain, he could tell that there were fierce beasts in the mountain just by listening to the roars at night.
Although Wang Dachui was strong, how could he be a match for those fierce beasts? In fact, he might not even be able to defeat ordinary fierce beasts. This trip into the mountain was very risky.
However, he had a faint feeling that Wang Dachui wouldn't die so easily. If Wang Dachui died at such a young age, wouldn't the Hundred Days Reincarnation Pill he swallowed go to waste?
His intuition told him that Wang Dachui's life would be very long.
Wang Dachui didn't walk slowly. After half a day of rushing, he finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. He saw the dense forest and strange boulders on the mountain.
Occasionally, he could see some fierce beasts and poisonous snakes roaming in the distance. His heart tightened as he gripped the short knife in his hand tightly.
At this moment, beads of cold sweat appeared on Wang Dachui's forehead. He couldn't help but think of retreating.
However, for the sake of his martial arts dream, this stubborn and persistent young man gritted his teeth and walked into the forest without hesitation.
The branches and leaves intertwined in the forest, and the light was very dim. Wang Dachui stepped on the rotting leaves as he moved forward cautiously while vigilantly observing his surroundings.
He didn't know how to find spiritual herbs, but he once heard from Hunter Li Dazhu that most spiritual herbs were different from others. Some of them emitted a fragrance, and some of them glowed. In short, he could recognize them at a glance.
Chi!
A small snake darted out from the rotting leaves on the ground. It opened its mouth and bit at Wang Dachui's throat with its fangs.
Wang Dachui was shocked. He wanted to dodge, but the small snake was too fast. He only had time to hold the short knife in front of him.
With a clang, the small snake bit the back of the knife.
Ah!
Wang Dachui was so scared that he screamed and hurriedly threw the short knife and the small snake away.
With a bang, the short knife and the small snake flew more than ten meters away. The small snake seemed to be frightened as well. It quickly burrowed into the bushes and disappeared.
After a few minutes, Wang Dachui, who had just recovered from the shock, walked forward and picked up his short knife. Then, he hurriedly left the place.
At this moment, Wang Dachui didn't realize that he was being watched by a pair of eyes as soon as he entered the forest.
Just as Wang Dachui left, an old figure descended from the sky. The old man's eyes, which were full of vicissitudes of life, stared deeply at Wang Dachui's back. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"I truly never expected that in this remote desolate border, I would actually be able to find a Desolate Battle Physique recorded in an ancient book. The heavens are helping me!" The old man stroked his beard as he smiled, and his gaze was deep and pondering.
The old man moved and chased after Wang Dachui like a wisp of smoke. However, he didn't alarm Wang Dachui. He simply followed behind and observed Wang Dachui's every move.
Wang Dachui didn't know that someone was following him. He was vigilant against the beasts, snakes, and insects while carefully searching for the legendary spirit grass.
After searching for four hours, the sky became darker. The sun was about to set, but Wang Dachui still didn't find anything.
The roars of beasts gradually became more frequent in the mountains. It made one's hair stand on end.
Wang Dachui pondered for a moment and decided to leave the mountains temporarily.
He heard from Li Dazhu that the mountains were a hundred times more dangerous at night than during the day. He planned to spend the night outside the forest and enter the mountains again tomorrow morning.
He had already finished the vegetable pancakes he brought out in the morning. He could only pick some wild fruits on the way back.
But one day, when he was picking wild fruits, he inadvertently discovered that there was an extraordinary plant growing in the bushes under the fruit trees.
It was a golden plant that emitted a faint golden light. It was obvious that it wasn't an ordinary plant at first glance.
"Spirit grass! It must be a spirit grass! This is great! Uncle Li didn't lie to me. There are spirit grasses in this mountain! I'm rich! "Wang Dachui couldn't help but go wild with joy.
He impatiently walked forward and reached out his hand to pull out the golden stalk of grass.
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