Approaching the end of the year, not only Zhenshan Mansion City, but also the entire Tianxuan Continent is becoming more and more lively, as if everyone is welcoming the arrival of the New Year...

Zhenshan Mansion City, located in the most corner of the Tianxuan Continent, is not very conspicuous compared to the location of other cities.

This year's four seasons are indeed unusual, although it is a cold winter, the understanding that Ling Dong is approaching is like bypassing the Tianxuan Continent, in an inconspicuous small pavilion in the city, a hundred flowers are vibrant, and in the pavilion sits a young man who is less than fifteen years old, holding a painting in his hand, carefully examining it.

The young man's eyebrows are clear, and there is a little dust on his immature face, if you look closely, you will find that the young man's skin is much fairer than that of girls, and his resolute eyes reveal a little excitement.

"Chen'er, tell grandpa, what are you looking at?"

At this time, an old man came to the pavilion at some point, the old man was smiling, and his vicissitudes of life still had a kind face on his face, while touching his head, looking at the young man in front of him with a smile.

The old man's name is Yang Chongshan, and he is the head of the Yang family, one of the three major families in Zhenshan Mansion City, and the young man in Yang Chongshan's eyes is surnamed Ye and his name is Hongchen.

Yes, see through the red dust of the world...

"Grandpa, do you think I still have a chance to practice?"

Ye Hongchen heard Yang Chongshan's voice, turned his head, and looked at his grandfather in a trance.

"Silly boy, of course you will, didn't grandpa say it? When you are eighteen years old, grandpa will teach you to practice!"

Yang Chongshan continued to touch Ye Hongchen's little head and said with a smile, but no one knew how painful the old man in front of him was when he faced this immature young man.

Hearing Yang Chongshan's words, Ye Hongchen smiled happily and nodded to his grandfather.

"I trust grandpa, grandpa won't lie to me, but ......"

Speaking of this, Ye Hongchen swallowed his saliva, looked at Yang Chongshan with a firm face and said, "Grandpa, I don't want to be a cultivator!"

Hearing Ye Hongchen's words, Yang Chongshan asked, "Oh, why don't you want to?"

"Because cultivators only fight and kill, it's too cruel, and I don't want to be that kind of person. ”

As Ye Hongchen finished speaking, Yang Chongshan said with a smile: "Silly boy, cultivation can also protect those people, don't have this kind of thought, Chen'er must practice." ”

Then, when Ye Hongchen heard this, he lowered his head and said with some frustration: "I heard many people say that I have no way to practice in my life, that I am a waste, and that I am ......."

Without waiting for Ye Hongchen to finish speaking, Yang Chongshan grabbed Ye Hongchen's hand and said with a smile: "Xiao Chenzi, they say this and are jealous of you, because you are gifted, and people with extraordinary talents are not allowed to practice under the age of eighteen." ”

In fact, Ye Hongchen had long known that he couldn't practice, and what he said just now made his grandfather even more sad.

However, in his impression, his grandfather had never deceived himself, and when he heard Yang Chongshan's words, the flame that had been extinguished in Ye Hongchen's heart burned again.

Three years, if there are still three years to practice......

However, three years is eighteen years old for Ye Hongchen, who is still young, compared to those who have practiced since childhood, there is naturally a gap, and if he studies hard, he may not be able to catch up.

"Grandpa, why do you say, your surname is Yang, everyone in the Yang family is surnamed Yang, and my surname is Ye?"

Thinking of this, Ye Hongchen looked at Yang Chongshan and asked differently, he had asked this kind of question more than once, but every time Ye Hongchen asked Yang Chongshan before, Yang Chongshan would say that he would tell him when he grew up.

Looking at Ye Hongchen in front of him, Yang Chongshan smiled, looked into the distance, and said: "In the past, when your parents just gave birth to you, the flowers and trees in the courtyard suddenly bloomed, and the leaves in the courtyard fell, so I called your surname Ye." ”

Looking at his grandfather, Ye Hongchen smiled and didn't say anything.

Ye Hongchen's parents died when he was a child, and he never saw his parents, and he was always raised by his grandfather.

Ye Hongchen can be said to have great respect for his grandfather, in this world where the strong are respected, Ye Hongchen is very glad that he has such a grandfather who loves him.

It's a pity that Ye Hongchen can only be an ordinary person in this life.

That's right, just ordinary people.

In this Tianxuan Continent, where cultivators are everywhere, it can be said that there are very few people who can become ordinary people, and Ye Hongchen is this kind of person.

If you open the pulse, you will be able to practice, if not, it will be difficult to make great achievements in your life, and in the Tianxuan Continent, the realm of a cultivator is a person's capital, and the strong are respected, and with the improvement of the realm, the status will naturally rise.

You can practice at the age of seven, and opening your own heavenly veins is the only way for cultivators, and Ye Hongchen, who can't practice, has an extravagant hope for all of this.

The innate Nine Heavens Absolute Pulse made Ye Hongchen's heart no longer have any waves in his heart for cultivation.

If the Nine Heavens Divine Vein is one in a million, then the Nine Heavens Absolute Vein is a disaster for a Chosen Son.

There are up to eight heavenly veins in the human body, and the Xuan Qi is absorbed into one's body through its own heavenly veins, and the heavens and the earth flow in the body, which is called cultivation, and there is a kind of person who is born with nine heavenly veins, and each of the heavenly veins absorbs more heaven and earth Xuan Qi than ordinary people, so this is called the Nine Heavens Divine Vein.

And the Nine Heavens Absolute Pulse is just the opposite, there are nine Heavenly Pulses since birth, but it is a joke from the heavens, unable to absorb the Heaven and Earth Xuanqi, operating itself, and the Heaven and Earth Xuanqi are isolated from it.

As early as the day when Ye Hongchen opened the pulse, Ye Hongchen already knew that he was the Nine Heavens Absolute Pulse, and the young Ye Hongchen was well-behaved and sensible, thinking that he didn't know anything, just to not let his grandfather have a burden.

However, although the Nine Heavens Absolute Pulse could not be cured in the Xuan Continent today, Yang Chongshan did not give up, and almost every day he was looking for a way to cure the Nine Heavens Absolute Pulse.

Ye Hongchen couldn't practice since he was a child, so he read some books related to cultivation every day, and the Yang family's library had basically turned Ye Hongchen upside down, so he knew a lot about the path of cultivation.

"Xiao Chenzi, when you can practice in the future, what do you want to be?"

Yang Chongshan on the side looked at Ye Hongchen and asked with a smile, there are many kinds of cultivators, refining the body, cultivating the Buddha, the art of the trick, etc., the trick of the trick is unpredictable, the Buddha cultivates a thought of the sea of law, purifies all sentient beings, and the art of refining the body is invincible, according to legend, the martial saint thousands of years ago was sanctified in the flesh, and he was far away......

Ye Hongchen, who was on the side, looked at the painting in his hand and thought for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Chongshan with extremely firm eyes.

"I want to be a sword immortal!"

"Hahahaha, it's good to be a sword fairy!

Yang Chongshan patted Ye Hongchen's shoulder, laughed and walked out of the pavilion......