Chapter 3: Thousand Jin Strength
Looking at the row of stones used to test strength, he did not aim too high this time.

He obediently came to the black stone representing two hundred kilograms.

A slight exertion.

He lifted the half-meter-wide black stone above his head.

Very relaxing.

Wang Miao jumped a few times holding the black stone and then dropped it.

Then he came to the 500-jin black stone.

This time, he felt a little bit tired.

But after a little effort, he lifted it up.

He could move around freely, but it was a bit difficult for him to jump up like he just did.

After putting down the black stone, he walked to the black stone weighing one thousand pounds.

This piece of black stone is about two or three meters long and wide.

Wang Miao, who is only 70 centimeters tall, looks particularly small standing next to the black stone.

Wang Hu looked at Wang Miao's figure and couldn't help swallowing.

Then his eyes were filled with fire.

He didn't know whether Wang Miao could lift the 1,000-jin black stone.

It is incredible that a five-year-old child can easily lift a 500-jin black stone.

If the village chief's instructions had not been still echoing in his ears, he really wanted to ask Wang Miao for that magical practice method.

As for the others, their eyes were wide open.

Everyone looked at the tiny creature that was not even as tall as the black stone, and no one dared to underestimate it.

The village chief stood not far away and watched this scene, his brows slightly frowned.

His eyes glanced at the corner of his room, where there was a pile of miscellaneous items.

A dusty animal skin scroll was tucked into the corner...

Seeing that there was no more sun and moon essence to absorb, Shi Ling returned to his original position.

But its mental power is always focused on Wang Miao.

When he saw Wang Miao easily lift a 500-jin boulder, he couldn't help but be shocked.

I couldn't help but compare Wangjia Village with the Shi Village where it was previously located.

But the next second it dispelled the idea of ​​comparison.

Although Shi Village does not have a genius like Wang Miao, the village still has the tradition of practicing bone script.

There aren't many strong ones, but there are always a few.

Unlike Wangjia Village, not to mention that they can write bone characters, there is not even anyone in the village who can exert a strength of ten thousand kilograms.

The strongest Wang Hu only possesses a strength of 8,000 kilograms.

Perhaps, it can make a deal with Wang Miao and guide him to go to Shi Village to study, so as to obtain the magical method.

As for whether Shi Village would accept Wang Miao, Shi Ling felt that he still had some face.

……

Wang Miao looked at the boulder in front of him that was taller than himself, and without saying a word he grabbed the protruding corner.

As the force was exerted, the black stone began to slowly leave the ground.

boom!
But soon after, tremendous pressure was transferred to Wang Miao.

Yeah!

He clenched his teeth, and terrifying strength burst out from his petite body.

The Taiyin Divine Mark and the Taiyang Divine Mark that had not yet taken shape on his back began to glow, and a constant supply of strength was transmitted to his arms.

His smiling face turned red, but he had no intention of giving up.

He had the feeling that he could lift it.

On the side, Wang Hu had come behind Wang Miao without knowing when.

He stretched out his hands slightly, preparing to lift the falling black stone.

"Wake it up for me!"

Wang Miao's childish voice echoed through the village and resounded through the sky.

boom!
The black stone fell to the ground with a loud noise, splashing up clouds of dust.

Wang Hu, who was standing by, looked at Wang Miao who was lying on the ground, his eyes full of shock.

He saw clearly just now that Wang Miao used all his strength to lift the black stone above his head and then threw it forward.

Although it was thrown less than half a meter away, it was enough to prove that Wang Miao possessed a tremendous strength of a thousand pounds.

Even if it's worse, it won't be much.

Suddenly, Wang Hu's expression changed.

He had heard of many cases where men from the Great Wilderness died after unleashing their maximum strength in order to resist the attacks of ferocious beasts.

Just now, Wang Miao had obviously unleashed his strongest strength.

Not daring to be careless, Wang Hu picked up Wang Miao and ran towards the village chief's stone house.

……

"Grandpa Village Chief, I'm really fine. I don't need to take medicine..."

Wang Miao leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the dark brown potion in the village chief's hand with a troubled look on his face.

Before he drank it, he smelled the unpleasant bitter taste. The village chief sat beside the stone bed with a smile and said:

"Grandpa knows you are fine, but this soup is one of the few prescriptions for strengthening the body and replenishing the essence in the village. It will be beneficial to your future cultivation."

"Besides, you used too much force when lifting the stone today, and your muscles are a little damaged. If you don't drink this medicine, you may not be able to get out of bed tomorrow..."

Hearing this, Wang Miao had no choice but to accept his fate.

Although these injuries will automatically recover with the infusion of the power of the moon and the sun during training tomorrow, this is still a sign of the village chief's full concern.

His mother died giving birth to him, and his father was killed by a mammoth while out hunting with a hunting team when he was two years old.

He lost his parents and was raised by his grandfather, the village chief.

He really couldn't refuse the village chief's concern.

He pinched his nose and gulped down the medicine.

Soon, a warm current spread from the abdomen to the whole body.

There was even a tingling sensation on the arms, and the slightly damaged muscles were repairing quickly under the effect of the medicine.

Seeing Wang Miao finish drinking the medicine, the village chief smiled with satisfaction.

He picked up the stone bowl and walked out of the stone house.

Seeing the village chief leave, Wang Miao couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa Village Chief, aren't you curious about the miraculous changes in me?"

The village chief kept walking, but the smile on his face became even more satisfied.

His voice was gentle, although a little bit vicissitudes.

"Haha, that's your secret, Xiao Miao. When you want to tell it, you will tell me naturally. Although you are young, I know that you have been smart since you were young, different from ordinary people. You will tell me what you can say without me asking."

"If you didn't say it, then you can only say it's not the right time yet, and I shouldn't ask."

"Whether you say it or not is your business. I only know that you are the child I raised, and you are a child of Wangjia Village."

"As a grandfather, there is no reason for me to covet my grandson's opportunities..."

His voice paused for a moment, then continued:

"There is an ancient scroll on the table that was handed down in the village. I don't know what's on it, but it's said to be related to bone writing. Now that you've started practicing, you might be able to understand a little bit, which should be helpful to you."

After saying that, the village chief walked away.

Hearing this, Wang Miao turned and looked at the wooden table beside him.

There was indeed a roll of yellowish-brown animal skin on it, but there was still some dust on it.

It can be seen that this thing has been covered in dust for a long time.

But why didn't he remember that the village chief had such a thing?

You have to know that he has lived and grown up here since he was two years old, and he even discovered the smelly socks hidden in the cracks of the rocks by the village chief.

He jumped off the bed, walked to the wooden table in two or three steps, and grabbed the animal skin roll.

After opening it, there were dozens of strange symbols on it, which looked like words or like doodles.

Just when Wang Miao was wondering what the text above meant, the Ultimate System popped up a message.

[I have discovered the basic cultivation method of the Blood Moving Realm. Should I include it? 】

Seeing this, Wang Miao was overjoyed!

Basic training method for the Blood Moving Realm!
He never thought that Wangjia Village had a method to cultivate to the Blood Moving Realm.

However, the ancestors who passed down the ancient scroll might not have expected that after thousands of years, the people of Wangjia Village had long forgotten the importance of the ancient scroll, and even didn't know what it was.

Fortunately, the successive village chiefs of Wangjia Village knew that this was an old item passed down from their ancestors and must not be lost.

This is how it was passed down from generation to generation.

This is good news for Wang Miao.

Although he has a system and a complete system of cultivating immortals, his future achievements will definitely be extraordinary.

But before he grows up, he still needs the cultivation system of the perfect world as a cover, so as not to expose the uniqueness of his own cultivation method.

Besides, practicing only one system cannot be as strong as practicing two or even three systems at the same time.

Now he can only access the present world's laws of the Perfect World, so he practices both the present world's laws and the immortal cultivation methods of the Wilderness Era.

When we obtain the cultivation methods of the ancient immortal law from the upper realm in the future, we can practice together then.

By then, anyone of the same level will be his match.

Moreover, the immortal cultivation method of the Wilderness Era should be considered a new evolutionary path for the Perfect World. When he overcomes the catastrophe of creating a law in the future, he may be able to become the ancestor of a law and fight in the heavens with the Emperor of the Wilderness.

Wang Miao had thought too much and withdrew his thoughts.

He immediately agreed to the system's request to include it.

Then he stared at the system panel.

[Ding, the basic training method of the Blood Moving Realm is included, and 500 merit points are awarded! ]

Reward: 500 Merit Points!
Just a basic training method for the Blood Moving Realm was rewarded with 500 merit points. If he handed over all the treasures and techniques of the great sects in the Eight Regions to the system for collection in the future...

Even all the inheritances of the nine heavens and ten earths, foreign lands, and fairyland...

Get rich!
　Some people say that the immortal cultivation system in Legend of the Great Saint is not as good as that in Perfect World. I want to say something about this.

　　If we view the cultivation of immortals in The Great Desert as a new evolutionary path, with the human realm corresponding to the human realm, and the celestial immortals corresponding to the true immortals, then we can play it this way.

　　I have some personal ideas here, but that will be in the later part of the story.

　　It basically doesn’t affect the viewing experience, so just watch it slowly!
　　Finally, let’s talk about updates.

　　Two updates per day, 5000+ words
　　As for adding more chapters, we’ll talk about it later. I haven’t considered it for now. That’s it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)