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Gu Xuyao has heard many words like this, hunter is the most respected profession, and at the same time, it is also the profession that the least people will choose. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

The shop in charge of buying the carcasses of the beasts was the most conspicuous in the market, larger than the village chief's house, and in charge of the recovery of the corpses in Leishi Village was a middle-aged man, with a shiny bald head and a big belly.

"Eight primordial stones. Glancing at the red lion on the ground, he said lazily.

This offer immediately attracted the discussion of the surrounding villagers, it is obvious that this middle-aged man with a big belly knows Gu Xuyao, Gu Xuyao is the best hunter in the village today, and the beast corpses he sells are also the best, and it is inevitable to press Gu Xuyao's price.

"Good. Gu Xuyao didn't say anything, although Yuanshi was a very important thing to him, it was not worth arguing with the man in front of him for this, besides, there were already a lot of times such things happened to him.

The middle-aged man smiled treacherously, took out a small bag from his arms, picked out eight crystal clear stones from it, and threw them to Gu Xuyao.

The stone was not big, the size of a broken stone by the river, and the middle-aged man didn't want Gu Xuyao to have a good time, not so much "losing" as saying that the middle-aged man threw the yuan stone at Gu Xuyao's face.

However, this kind of Cheng dù was difficult for Gu Xuyao, I saw him attack quickly with both hands, and after a few rumours, Gu Xuyao easily grabbed the Yuan Shi flying in the air one by one in his hand, and the villagers next to him couldn't help but sigh, Gu Xuyao was expressionless, and turned to leave.

"Hmph, take it well, I won't give you a second time if you lose it. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waved his hand back, and the four prime men walked out of the shop and carried the body of the red lion into the store.

Gu Xuyao ignored the middle-aged man's attitude and words, he hated such a person from the bottom of his bones, a fox and a tiger.

However, this middle-aged man was helping the monk do things, and the monk was not something that Gu Xuyao could afford to provoke today.

"Brother Gu, that red lion is so powerful! Tell me how you caught it today!" Gu Xuyao had just stuffed the eight yuan stones into his belt when several children immediately surrounded him, pestering Gu Xuyao to tell a story.

Looking at the expectant faces, Gu Xuyao smiled, he touched a man's head and said softly. "There's nothing good about hunting, and when you grow up and go into the forest yourself, it's a story you'll never forget. ”

"No, no, no, we have to listen, every time Brother Gu, your prey is the best and rarest, I remember the last time I seemed to carry a three-eyed water dragon back, it was a very rare prey, and it can swim in the water and fly in the sky, and only a hunter like Brother Gu can catch ......"

"This is nothing, the poisonous ants brought back by Brother Gu that time are powerful, I heard that the fat man who was in charge of recovering the corpse just accidentally slammed the corpse of the poisonous ants and almost corroded one of his fingers, so since then, he has been angry with Brother Gu and made things difficult for him everywhere......"

"And besides, I remember one ......"

There is no doubt that Gu Xuyao is definitely a first-class hero in the eyes of the children in this village, the monk is the unreachable cun, and the hunter is the most powerful cunzii they can come into contact with, the most powerful cunzii, the python several zhang long, and the brown bear with a roar that shakes the sky, these can be hunted by hunters, and more importantly, if you can become a hunter, that is a real man.

Surrounded by the children, Gu Xuyao returned to his residence, and agreed with them to tell a story tomorrow before sending the reluctant children away, looking at their frolicking backs, Gu Xuyao took a deep breath.

"Children always put you at ease. "Out of the house came a sturdy old man, although his beard was white, but the breath that flowed from his eyebrows was full of pride.

Gu Xuyao didn't turn his head, and continued to look at the back of the child's departure, because he knew who it was. "Aren't you the same, Uncle Zhang?"

The person who came was Blacksmith Zhang, the man who had watched Gu Xuyao lose in the selection of monks, and now he was Gu Xuyao's most trusted relative.

"Hahaha, you are getting better and better at raising the bar, come on, it's dinner time, guess what kind of dishes your Aunt Zhang made for you today?" Blacksmith Zhang laughed, slapped Gu Xuyao's thick back heavily, and the two entered the house together, and no matter how many children were hit in the monk selection just now, the smoke of the house still rose up, and the monks and mortals could not affect each other's lives at all.

After dinner, Gu Xuyao returned to his room.

Blacksmith Zhang saved a lot of yuan stones in his early years, and the hunter was always the richest, and this money was enough for him to rent a big house and live comfortably for the rest of his life, but Gu Xuyao knew that Zhang blacksmith was not so desperate to earn yuan stones in order to live comfortably in the village for the rest of his life.

"Eight Yuan Stones, Today's Harvest ......" Gu Xuyao threw the eight stones that shone with white light on the table, and under the dim light of the candle flame, the Yuan Stone was unusually demonic.

"I'm going out ......" Looking at the Yuan Shi on the table, Gu Xuyao clenched his fists.

The red mud area is surrounded by a high wall, this high wall is made of mana by monks, and there is a yuan force on it, and anything that touches it will be fatal, and there is no other way out except an exit. It protects mortals from foreign beasts, while keeping them like pets in enclosed spaces.

Of course, in order to make the mortal society function normally, the monk cannot completely deprive it, in fact, the monk does not bother to do this, under the premise of being able to control the mortal society and the supply of yuan stones, the monk hopes that the mortal will be more natural.

As for the way to leave here, it is very simple, either you are selected by the monk to take you out of this place directly and enter the sect to practice, or you can pay 3,000 yuan stones.

A long time ago, the ancestors of mortals set rules with the monks when they entered this area specially created for mortals, and over the years, although the small rules and regulations were always modified, they were generally unchanged, and the most important thing was the Yuanshi.

Yuan Li is the most important force in this world, the root of the monk is Yuan Li, and Yuan Shi is the stone containing Yuan Li, the first condition that the ancestors of the mortals put forward to the monks was that they must use Yuan Shi as the currency circulating in the mortal area, otherwise, they would rather die in a place full of Yuan Li, rather than be raised like a domestic animal.

"Originally, they could have used food as currency for the people in the mortal zone to hunt for them to break down the carcasses of wild beasts to obtain Yuan Stone, but why, in front of the monks, it can be said that the defenseless mortal ancestors, why can you negotiate the conditions with the monks, what makes you have this qualification......" Gu Xuyao closed the book, the broken pages emitted the smell of decay, but there was no trace of dust.

This book is about the history of the cultivation realm, and although many of the contents are common knowledge that some children can memorize backwards, Gu Xuyao has to read it every day, which is his way of strengthening his belief that he wants to leave the red mud area.

"No matter what method is used, it is the ancestors who have left us with the knowledge of monks and other things related to Yuan Li, if it weren't for Yuan Shi and this popular common sense of cultivation, I think we would have degenerated into a existence second only to beasts at this time. Blacksmith Zhang pushed open the door, walked into Gu Xuyao's room, and sat opposite him.

"Uncle Zhang. Gu Xuyao looked at the man in front of him, and the expression in his eyes was soft.

Blacksmith Zhang did not have any children, which is very rare in the village, and Gu Xuyao has lived with Blacksmith Zhang since he was nine years old, and in Blacksmith Zhang's heart, he has long regarded Gu Xuyao as his son.

"Xu Yao, you actually know from reading this book that the outside world is not really that good, otherwise our ancestors would not have entered here, we mortals, maybe we should really stay here......" Although Blacksmith Zhang also hoped that Gu Xuyao could fulfill his wish, he was still reluctant to this child who he watched grow up.

Gu Xuyao also knew what Blacksmith Zhang was thinking, and Gu Xuyao attached great importance to family affection, but he had his own hardships.

"Uncle Zhang, you should remember the incident twelve years ago, I have a reason to go out......" As he spoke, the blazing flame in Gu Xuyao's eyes burned again.

Blacksmith Zhang felt the firm conviction, nodded slightly, and soon, a smile appeared on his face again.

"I know, Xu Yao, you just do what you want, I'm just chattering, who never had the idea of going out when he was young? Hehe, you just didn't hear what you said, everyone should have their own dreams and things to do. After speaking, Blacksmith Zhang got up and left Gu Xuyao's room, only the candle flame was still burning, illuminating Gu Xuyao's face like a stone carving.

"Dream...... Gu Xuyao smiled sadly and took out a yellow note from his belt. "Dreams may only appear in people who live leisurely, and now I have no dreams, but there is really ...... thing to do."

A gust of night wind blew, Gu Xuyao's long quilt was gently blown up, and the candle flame swayed, but no matter what, it couldn't shake Gu Xuyao's firm heart, and it was not difficult to see through the candle flame that the yellow note had Juanxiu's handwriting written on it, which looked like it was written by a woman, but as for the content inside, it was confusing.

Night and Wind awakened Gu Xuyao's impulse to recall, looked at the note, and read it in a low voice.

"Liusheng smoke Boze Zhenguan, the sunset blue waves into Huaiwan, the west crossing the sea is endless, the sunset and the moon are psychedelic. Whenever Gu Xuyao reads this poem, there is always a vicissitudes in his voice, and that vicissitudes should not appear at Gu Xuyao's age, perhaps because the obsession in his heart is too strong, because he will read it many times every night until he falls asleep.