Crossing to Douqi Continent and walking sideways

After Xiao Muchen walked out of the forest, he saw an open grassland in front of him. The breeze blew and the green grass undulated like waves. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky orange-red, adding a bit of mystery to the grassland.

He took a deep breath, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and soil, which made him temporarily forget the confusion and fear brought by the crossing. However, the hunger in his stomach kept reminding him that the top priority at the moment was to find food and shelter.

Xiao Muchen walked towards the far end of the grassland with heavy steps. Not long after he walked, he found a small path in front of him, which seemed to be the traces left by people who walked frequently. He was delighted and quickened his pace along the path.

When the night fell completely and a bright moon hung high in the sky, Xiao Muchen finally saw a dilapidated temple in the distance. The walls of the temple were mottled, and the door was half-closed, revealing a gloomy atmosphere. But at this time, Xiao Muchen could no longer care about so much, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The temple was full of dust and cobwebs. In the center was a dilapidated statue that could no longer be seen in its original form. Xiao Muchen found a relatively clean spot in the corner and sat down to rest. His stomach was growling. Exhaustion and hunger almost made him lose the ability to think.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, he suddenly felt something poking at his feet. He reached out and felt around on the ground, and found a round object. He picked it up and saw that it was a worn-out ring.

The surface of the ring was covered with rust and scratches, and the gemstones inlaid had lost their luster. Xiao Muchen thought it was just an ordinary ornament, but when he looked closely, he found some strange patterns engraved on the ring, as if it hid some mysterious power.

At this moment, a faint light suddenly flashed on the ring. Xiao Muchen was startled and almost threw the ring away. Then, an ancient and vicissitudes of life voice sounded in his mind: "Boy, you finally woke me up."

Xiao Muchen looked around in horror and asked in a trembling voice: "Who? Who is talking?"

The voice sounded again: "Don't look for me, I am in the ring in your hand. I have been sleeping for a long, long time, and I didn't expect to be awakened by you."

Xiao Muchen widened his eyes, looked at the ring in his hand, and stammered, "You...you are the owner of this ring?"

"You could say that," the voice replied, "I was once a powerful Dou Zun warrior, but unfortunately I fell in a battle. My soul is sealed in this ring, waiting for someone with a destiny to wake me up."

After hearing this, Xiao Muchen was surprised and excited. He seemed to see the hope of his own rise in the Douqi Continent. He quickly asked, "Then can you help me survive in this world?"

"Of course you can." The voice in the ring said, "But you must first prove that you have enough potential and determination."

Xiao Muchen said without hesitation: "I am determined! No matter how difficult it is, I will make a name for myself in the Douqi Continent!"

"Very good." The voice said, "Then I will teach you a set of basic cultivation techniques. You must practice them seriously."

Afterwards, a huge amount of information flooded into Xiao Muchen's mind. He felt a splitting headache, but he still endured the pain and tried to understand and remember the information.

After a long while, Xiao Muchen finally digested the information. He followed the instructions and began to practice. He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and felt the fighting spirit around him.

At first, he had no idea and could not feel any fighting spirit. But he did not give up and kept adjusting his state. Finally, after many attempts, he felt a faint trace of fighting spirit entering his body.

Xiao Muchen was overjoyed and practiced harder. As time went by, the fighting spirit in his body increased, and his body gradually became lighter.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Muchen slowly opened his eyes and found that his vision and hearing had become much sharper. He knew that this was the effect of his practice.

"Not bad, kid." The voice in the ring said, "You have quite good talent, keep working hard."

Xiao Muchen said gratefully: "Thank you for your guidance, teacher."

In the following days, Xiao Muchen spent almost all his time practicing. He got up early every day and practiced in the open space outside the temple. During the day, he would go to the nearby mountains and forests to find some wild fruits and water sources, and hone his survival skills. At night, he continued to practice and constantly improve his fighting spirit level.

During the practice, Xiao Muchen also encountered many difficulties and setbacks. Sometimes, he would become physically exhausted due to excessive practice; sometimes, he would feel frustrated and lost because he could not break through the bottleneck. But every time he wanted to give up, he would remember his determination before the time travel and his teacher's expectations, and then he would cheer up again.

After a period of hard work, Xiao Muchen finally broke through to the realm of a fighter. He felt that his strength had improved qualitatively, and he could use his fighting spirit more freely.

On this day, Xiao Muchen decided to leave the temple and venture into the outside world. He packed his luggage and said goodbye to the teacher in the ring.

"Teacher, I'm leaving now. I will definitely make a name for myself in the Douqi Continent and live up to your expectations!"

"Go ahead, kid. Remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, you must keep your faith."

Xiao Muchen nodded, and then embarked on his journey in the Douqi Continent.