Qin Ming nodded solemnly, it was time to think about how to "rebirth".

This is a big deal, it concerns one's life and affects one's future destiny.

Fifteen or sixteen years old is the golden age. "Rebirth" at this age will bring the most benefits, and it will be a pity to miss it.

But it is difficult. The best people in Shuangshu Village all got "rebirth" after the age of twenty, and some people succeeded after they were over thirty.

Even so, there are more than 40 households in the village, with a total of more than 200 people, and the total number of "rebirths" is less than ten.

Lu Ze said: "The second sick boy in the next village succeeded, and he is just in the golden age."

Qin Ming had an impression of the second sick boy, who was thin, sallow, and had a sick look. Even his hair was a little sparse and had a dry grass color.

He was deeply surprised that the boy who didn't look strong actually "reborn" at the golden age.

"When did it happen?"

"Almost a month ago." Lu Ze informed him that after Er Bingzi was reborn, he actually lifted the 400-jin black donkey in the yard, changing his weak appearance in the past.

"It's really amazing." Qin Ming really didn't expect that so many strong young men had suffered many setbacks, but Er Bingzi succeeded in one fell swoop.

Lu Ze was also somewhat touched. He was strong and healthy, and was considered a powerful figure among the young and strong, but now he was 23 years old, but he had not yet "reborn".

"It is said that it is related to one of his relatives." Lu Ze knew some inside information.

The relative of Er Bingzi, who was not very close by blood, traveled abroad for many years. After seeing him this time, he decided that he was a good seedling.

The man said that Er Bingzi had some problems with his body before, and he didn't lock his spirit, so he was sickly, but he actually had great potential.

The most important thing was that the man brought back a book of advanced Yi Qigong, and asked Er Bingzi to practice this method. The effect was extremely significant, and he was finally "reborn".

Qin Ming was lost in thought. It was true that people's fate was unpredictable.

"Afterwards, the man said that Er Bingzi's innate 'foundation' was much stronger than he had guessed earlier, and he might be able to go a long way."

Lu Ze had never expected that a person with a sick look all year round could be so powerful.

"Although we don't have advanced Yi Qigong, there are also feasible ways. Xiao Qin, I think you should change your special training method." Lu Ze advised.

In his opinion, Qin Ming's physical fitness is very strong, even better than him, and has long surpassed ordinary people.

However, with such good conditions, Qin Ming has not yet "reborn". The problem is mostly in his way of honing himself. He cannot breed new power and cannot carry him forward.

He is now in his early sixteens. If he continues like this, he will really miss his golden period.

Liang Wanqing also advised: "Xiao Qin, why not change to practice your brother Lu's Night Meditation Technique."

The eternal night covers the world, and the wild is extremely dangerous. In such an environment, there are some public power books in various places, so that everyone can improve their physical fitness and protect themselves.

Of course, these books are not high-end, and are far from rare secret books.

Qin Ming is not a stubborn person. Knowing their good intentions, he nodded and said: "Next, I will try it seriously."

Lu Ze sighed lightly, thinking that Qin Ming was delayed by the "wild way" he practiced on weekdays, which was far worse than the low-level "First Interpretation of Night Meditation Technique" he practiced, but if he changed to practice now, time was too tight.

He thought that only high-level Qigong could help Qin Ming change the current situation in a short time.

Lu Ze exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "Alas, even if there is an intermediate secret book, it would be a pity if you miss the most precious golden period with your conditions."

However, the books that can help people "rebirth" in this area are only a few books such as "The Guide to Floating Life Skill" and "The Beginning of Night Meditation Skill", which are of similar quality.

Qin Ming was not anxious, mainly because the movements he practiced for many years had an effect. The surface of his body was flowing, and the silver ripples were faint, but they had really manifested, which was different from the past.

His handsome face was healthy and rosy, and his eyes were bright. He said, "Brother Lu, sister-in-law, wait for a while, I should be able to do it."

Rebirth, based on the original physical fitness, vigorous vitality surges, as if returning to the mother's womb, re-giving birth to a vigorous new life force.

In the turbid air of the mortal world, the original physical conditions are solidified. If the "foundation" undergoes development again, it will be like a postnatal mother's womb transformation.

Who wouldn't be tempted by this?

For example, Er Bingzi, who was originally a little weak, was able to grab living things weighing hundreds of pounds and lift them above his head with his hands after his rebirth.

This change is really amazing, no less than changing one's fate.

Just imagine that after practicing the Dark Night Meditation Technique, Lu Ze was able to break blue bricks and break wooden man stakes. If he experienced a "rebirth" and his strength increased significantly, how terrible would his punches and kicks be?

"After all the serious illnesses were gone, I feel different. My physical condition is better than ever." Qin Ming is very confident now.

Before Lu Ze and Liang Wanqing said anything, five-year-old Wen Rui was already nodding seriously, his rosy face full of anticipation, saying: "Uncle is the best. When uncle succeeds, catch some wild animals and stew them for meat. I'm... greedy."

Two-year-old Wen Hui staggered and came closer to agree. He spoke unclearly: "Uncle... is awesome. Let's eat meat."

Qin Ming immediately smiled and said: "No need to wait until later. I can satisfy you today."

As he said this, he took down the red squirrel hanging on the hunting fork.

The mutant squirrel's big black gemstone eyes were about to pop out, and then it showed a look of fear.

"Hey, it's alive again, it's better this way, the meat is much more tender than frozen." Qin Ming picked it up and looked at it again and again.

"This squirrel is so beautiful and a little cute." Wen Rui blinked his big eyes, liking this furry little animal from the bottom of his heart.

"It will be even cuter when it's stewed later. I guarantee you'll enjoy it." Qin Ming smiled.

Wen Rui was immediately confused. He was indeed greedy and had not eaten meat for a long time. However, he could not look away when he saw such a small creature with glowing red fur. He wanted to get close to it and raise it.

Little Wen Hui followed his brother's buttocks and imitated him. His bright eyes reflected the shadow of the red squirrel and he shouted incoherently: "Squirrel... cute."

Lu Ze and Liang Wanqing looked at the two children and laughed.

Qin Ming expressed his approval and said: "It is indeed cute and capable. Look, it has so much food for the winter, including pine nuts, walnuts, hazelnuts, red dates, etc., no less than a dozen kinds, and even mushrooms are stored. Now it's good, stewed squirrel with mushrooms, delicious and nutritious."

"Really...really? But I don't want it to die." Wen Rui tugged at the corner of his clothes, with a look of embarrassment on his little face, and of course he did not forget to swallow his saliva.

"Of course, you can see that there are tiger paw mushrooms and sunbird mushrooms among these mushrooms. These are all famous mountain delicacies. You are in for a treat. As expected, the selection of mutant creatures must be the best." Qin Ming praised.

The red squirrel was very angry, and its fur stood up.

Qin Ming drew out a short knife and took it to the yard to peel it. This bloody scene should not be seen by the two children.

"Squeak!" The mutant little mountain beast was terrified for a moment, screaming in panic, struggling violently, and the wire wrapped around it was almost cut into the flesh.

"Uncle, how about... leaving it." Wen Rui stopped him, trying to forget the taste of stewed meat, as if he had made up his mind and begged for mercy here.

"What a good ingredient, the meat of mutant creatures is the most delicious." Qin Ming smiled and tempted.

"I won't eat it this time. When my uncle is reborn, he will definitely be able to hunt down a fierce and large mutant creature. I will wait for my uncle to succeed." Wen Rui felt sympathy and resisted the temptation of food.

The mutant squirrel was nervous. It looked at the knife in Qin Ming's hand for a while, and then squeaked at Wen Rui, as if asking for help.

Liang Wanqing was surprised: "This little mountain beast is very spiritual. It seems to understand what you are saying. Look at its little face, it is wrinkled with nervousness."

Qin Ming put away the short knife. Such a small creature does not have much meat. It was originally for the two children to satisfy their cravings. Since they like living things, they can just raise it.

Lu Ze frowned slightly and said: "This winter is different from the past. How can there be extra food for it."

The mutant squirrel looked eagerly at the bulging animal skin bag, which was full of its family assets!

Qin Ming also noticed that this little mountain beast was indeed surprisingly spiritual.

He picked out some acorns from the pile of dried fruits and said, "This kind of nut needs to be processed before it can be eaten, otherwise it is slightly poisonous and a little bitter. It is just right to keep it to feed the squirrel."

The red squirrel did not say a word, but just stared at him with wide eyes, panting slightly.

"Are you not satisfied with being able to survive? In addition, if you dare to bite someone, I will definitely stew you." Qin Ming warned and locked it in an iron cage for raising birds.

Lu Ze thought that it would be better to sell the mutant squirrel. After all, its bright red fur is very valuable. Keeping it is a waste of food and energy.

But when he saw the two children laughing and jumping with great joy, he stopped objecting.

When leaving, Lu Ze took the iron cage and a pile of acorns, but not other dried goods.

Qin Ming did not say much to him, and stuffed the cloth bag filled with walnuts and pine nuts into Liang Wanqing's hands as snacks for the two children.

...

After temporarily getting rid of the predicament of lack of food, Qin Ming began to seriously consider the issue of new life.

Lu Ze said that the "wild moves" delayed him, which indeed stirred some ripples in his heart.

He vaguely remembered some vague fragments from his childhood. Someone once told him that those movements had a source, but it was estimated that they could not be practiced.

After a while, he came to the courtyard and first practiced at his own pace. After practicing for more than ten years, the "wild moves" were obviously different. There was no reason not to continue.

Qin Ming moved his joints, stretched his muscles and bones, twisted, turned, turned, and flipped, and was smooth and unobstructed.

He suddenly jumped up from the ground, as fast as an iron arrow, and fell as light as a swallow, landing silently.

He changed between stillness and movement, sitting like a tiger, walking like wading through mud, and turning smoothly and naturally.

Then he turned around and swung his legs as fast as lightning, like a dragon python swinging its tail in the air, making a dull sound.

After a simple warm-up, Qin Ming began to perform various difficult moves.

"Blow and inhale, expel the old and take in the new, bear and owl look back..."

He stretched his body, strong and powerful, and actually brought up a fierce wind, rolling up the snow on the ground, stirring and dancing around him.

Soon, a familiar feeling came, and there were extremely faint silver threads interweaving in Qin Ming's pores, rippling into ripples, forming a very faint stream of light on the surface of his body.

Gradually, white mist was steaming around him.

A warm current flowed through his flesh and blood, just like the rain after a drought, and the cracked land greedily absorbed the raindrops.

Qin Ming's movements were very consuming, but he did not feel tired, on the contrary, he was refreshed.

His body seemed to be cheering, as if he had been hungry for a long time and wanted to be full, constantly sucking on the silver ripples.

His flesh and blood itched, and his whole body was growing stronger. Could it be that he was about to be reborn?

Qin Ming's body was hot, and he had an urge to run, to vent his vigorous energy, and then he took action.

He galloped in the wilderness, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, going farther and farther, almost approaching the mountain forest area.

In the snow in the distance, a tall and slender woman stood quietly, her black fur cloak flowing with a faint black light, covering her white neck, revealing only her delicate chin, with a mysterious and cold look.

A crow stood on a cluster of thorns beside her and spoke in human language: "Hey, the body regenerates on its own, and there are abnormal phenomena in the early stage, just like the moonlight falling on the body surface, rippling layers of broken gold ripples."

"I feel this is a good seedling, it's rare to appear in such a remote place." It was covered with black feathers like black gold, with a pair of purple eyes, staring at the front, and said: "Isn't your teacher selecting a closed disciple? This boy may be able to do it."

The woman stood on a larger bluestone, the cold wind blew, and the loose cloak stuck to her body, which could not hide her unusually beautiful curves, but her voice was a little cold: "There are people who are more suitable than him."

Qin Ming seemed to have sensed something, turned his head to look into the distance, and already held a bow and arrow in his hand. "Very sharp intuition." The crow commented.

At this time, it was already in the dense forest and said to the woman beside it: "Your teacher's path is very special.

You must not miss a seed that is expected to flourish." "Not being selected is a regret he doesn't know.

What can I miss?

There is already the best candidate.

" The mountain wind whistled, and the woman's black hair fluttered, blocking one side of her fair cheek. She was dressed in black, fluttering, and she looked even more cold and beautiful in her beauty. She walked forward and said: "It is more important to go into the mountain to explore now."