stamp!

Yu Jiutian's pleasure of wandering around was suddenly interrupted. Ji Yi, who was soaked in the medicine cauldron, opened his eyes in a daze, and his mouth unconsciously opened a large stream of sticky potion and poured into his mouth.

Gudu! Gudu!

Ji Yi, who had swallowed several times, came out of the potion, looked up and saw the old village chief standing next to the three-legged and two-eared tripod, smiling at his old village chief, whose wrinkled old face was full of care.

"Xiao Yizi, it's dawn."

"It's dawn?"

Ji Yi was a little stunned. He remembered that after he had been through the most painful stage of the medicine bath, he fell asleep and had a very happy dream, which was not long.

But when Ji Yi turned his head and looked outside the stone hall, he found that the sky was already bright, and the bright sunshine shone on the palace pavilion, coated with golden light, like the residence of the gods.

"Yes, it's dawn, I should have had a good sleep last night!"

"Yeah, I slept very well, and I had a good dream."

Ji Yi stood up in the medicine cauldron and stretched his waist with a comfortable look on his face.

"What did you dream about?"

The old man asked curiously.

"I dreamed that I was flying in a very high sky, and then suddenly fell into the sea. I also thought that I was flying in the sky, and then I flew up from the sea."

Ji Yi recalled the scene in the dream, but found that his impression of the dream became increasingly weak, leaving only a little refreshing pleasure in his heart.

"Fly in the sky, and then swim in the sea!"

Hearing the child's description, the old man caressed the goat's whisper and nodded with some satisfaction.

"good."

"Grandpa Village Chief, are there any problems?"

“No problem, very good.”

"Where is better?" Ji Yi held on tight, and the feeling in the dream was really unforgettable for him.

"You will know then, but now I will not work if I say it."

"It's like this again, divinely."

Ji Yi muttered dissatisfiedly that the things he hated the most include not only half of his words and not half of the remaining words.

"Stop complaining, it's not a good thing to know too much."

The village chief heard Ji Yi’s complaint and gently slapped his head.

"Get up quickly, morning exercises have begun."

"good."

When Ji Yi heard this, he quickly got up from the medicine cauldron, then jumped down, and stood naked in front of the old man, not shy. His body shook slightly, and all the remaining potions were shaken off, his skin was as smooth as jade and as smooth as grease. Then he bent down to pick up the clothes and put them on.

"Miss Minister, I'll leave first!"

Ji Yi, who keenly felt his body changes, raised his hand back and rushed out of the stone palace like the wind.

"Go, come again in three days."

Looking at the leaving child, the old village chief shouted.

"Okay." Ji Yi's response came from afar.

"Little guy, I thought the old man was willing to pretend to be a charlatan. I really let you know what you dreamed of. Then you have to talk all day long, and you will have no chance of this ancient bloodline at that time."

In the stone hall where only the old village chief was left, a sound of murmuring sounds sounded.

As the ancient times were established, the human race has survived to this day, and the history clearly recorded in ancient books has been 5,000 years. As for those that have not been recorded, I don’t know how long it has been.

Over such a long period of time, the human race has reproduced from generation to generation, and the environment has undergone drastic changes, and the era when everyone has magical powers has gone forever, and the ordinary has become the main body.

Even if the times change and eras change, the human race today cannot be the same as the human race in the ancient times. If it were really the same, how many gods would be produced in the current population of Ethereum?

Ten thousand people produce one god? One hundred thousand people produce one god, or one million people produce one god?

With a huge population base, if you have the talent of the human race in ancient times, that kind of scene is simply unimaginable.

However, it is basically impossible. In the era of no spirit, bloodlines were passed down from generation to generation. Even the bloodlines from the gods would be constantly diluted and eventually almost nothing.

In the Middle Ages, the hero who was powerful and able to hold a tripod, the overlord with double pupils, and the benevolent king with arms above the knees, could only last a thousand years, and there were only one person with this divine power.

To this day, what happened a long time ago has become a myth and legend, so long that it is impossible to verify and distinguish.

"The ancient afterglow is everywhere, and the only village is left, alas!"

The sad sigh sounded in the stone hall, but after sighing, the old man began to clean the medicine cauldron with his hands and feet. The medicinal residue that was absorbed with clean essence was still very useful.

The boy didn't know the taste of sorrow, and Ji Yi didn't know the sigh of the old man behind him. He was walking through the palace like the wind. If he hadn't seen a group of little kids, he would have laughed out without any image.

After a night of medicine bath last night, his body became stronger, and there is no doubt that this is true. However, there are new changes in addition, such as his body has become lighter.

It may sound strange, but although Ji Yi is small and short, his weight is beyond superhuman imagination and can be compared with some shorter adults.

But now Ji Yi was running, and he actually had the illusion that he could fly up and float in the sky as long as he was faster.

"This feeling..."

If you click your toes on the ground, your body can jump forward for more than ten meters, floating like a feather. Which child doesn’t like this feeling that is similar to flying?

"Xiao Yi!"

The running Ji Yi quickly arrived at a wide field, and the bright morning glow sprinkled from the sky like broken gold, allowing everyone to bathe in it equally.

"Brother Haozi!"

Ji Yi, who was running like a strong wind, stopped directly, his face was neither red nor breathing, and looked at Luoyang Hao in front of him.

He was watching an old man train a group of children ranging from ages to teenagers. There were dozens of children in a neat queue, facing the morning glow, and swaying fists in a manner to exercise their bodies.

"Xiao Yizi, it's just right here, practice boxing!"

The young man watching with his fists clasped his fists and pointed to the team in front of him, and there were many people of different ages around him who looked curiously.

This group of people has men and women, old and young, and in terms of temperament, they are very different, but they have the same thing, that is, they all have different limbs than ordinary people.

"Who is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"It seems that they are also children from this village. I heard that they came back yesterday."

"What are you going out for such a young child? Is there a better cave outside than here?"

"What stupid things are you saying? Even the immortal cave cannot compare to this deserted village!"

Just as everyone was talking, a cry of gold-splitting stone suddenly sounded in the air, and then Ji Yi heard someone shouting above his head:
Chapter completed!