Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are dogs. The path of cultivation, the contention of a hundred schools, and the legends of various sects have been passed down through the ages on the Xuankong Continent.

Xuankong Continent, Toro Country, a remote town - Fengling Town.

Fengling Town, all kinds of snacks on both sides of the bustling street are scattered, and the famous snacks of the whole Toro country can be found on this street, which is also the favorite place for Jiang Shusheng, because his favorite snowflake cake is on this street.

"Scholar, run slowly, be careful of knocking down. Jiang Chentian said helplessly, his four-year-old son is too active, although his name is Jiang Shusheng, but from birth to the present, he has not looked like a scholar.

"Dad, Dad, you're so slow, hurry up, it's too late, the snowflake cakes are all sold out." Jiang Shusheng said anxiously.

A little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain was jumping up and running on the street, followed by the helpless Jiang Chentian, every time he came here, Jiang Shusheng was like a wild horse with the reins, "When will this fiery temperament change", Jiang Chentian thought.

"Dad, I'm going to eat five snowflake cakes, I didn't eat enough of four last time, hehe. No, I'm going to eat six," the scholar looked back at his father with a wistful expression.

"Okay, you little gluttonous cat, you know how to eat. Looking at his son's innocent smile, Jiang Chentian said in a hidden voice.

"Auntie, I want six snowflake cakes. Jiang Shusheng looked at Aunt Xuehuasu and said.

"The little guy can eat so much, he can eat six by himself" Aunt Xuehuashu smiled and took six for Jiang Shusheng.

"It's bad, I forgot that my mother also likes to eat snowflake cakes, so I want ten, and my mother and I can eat five alone. Jiang Shusheng scratched his head embarrassedly.

"The little guy is so sensible, and he still thinks about his mother. Aunt Snowflake said with a smile.

"Scholar, don't you want to eat six, why don't you buy twelve, so that you can have six with your mother. Jiang Chentian asked suspiciously on the way back.

"My mother said that you can't buy more than 10 snowflakes at a time, although I don't know why. I'll eat five, I only ate four last time, and this time it's one more than last time. Jiang Shusheng looked up at his father.

"Hehe, the scholar is sensible. Let's go, go home, Mom must be very happy that you can bring her snowflake cakes. Jiang Chentian touched the scholar's head and said happily.

"Dad, what kind of world do you say this is?" asked Jiang Shusheng with a puzzled expression.

"This is a world where the strong are respected, the Xuankong Continent, is a place where you can speak with your fists. The scholar is also four years old, so Dad plans to send you to the training camp in a few days to start practicing, are you ready?" Jiang Chentian said to the scholar.

"Then Dad, with a big fist, can you do whatever you want?" Jiang Shusheng said curiously.

"No, Daddy is the basic prerequisite for you to have the freedom to speak. The right to speak, always only in the hands of the strong, you want to protect the people around you, you want to do what you want to do, this has a premise, that is, you are a strong man, you have to make everyone afraid of your fist, but this does not mean that you can do whatever you want, on the contrary, you must always maintain a sense of awe. The road of martial arts, the road is long, you should go up and down and seek. Jiang Chentian said majestically.

"Dad, how do you cultivate? Jiang Shusheng wondered.

"Cultivation is a process of seeking the path, you must always remember that your father cannot protect you for a lifetime, you have to learn to find your own path from the beginning, what suits you is the best, no matter how good others are, it may not be suitable for you. So, you have to find your own way," Jiang Chentian said patiently.

"Then Dad, what is your way? Jiang Shusheng asked.

"The Tao is the way, the way is the way, the way is the god. The law can be the law, the law is the law, and all the laws are universal. Dream is a dream, the way of dreams, dreams come true. When Jiang Chentian spoke, there were inexplicable ripples around his body, and they quickly disappeared into invisibility.

Vertical sun, Jiangjia training ground, neatly aligned. At the very end of the line, a four-year-old child stood. The immature face is full of resolute expressions.

"Today is an open class on the common knowledge of the Xuankong Continent, and Mr. Liu will tell you about the common knowledge of the Xuankong Continent. Teacher Ding, who was originally in charge of training, shouted.

"The martial arts of the Xuankong Continent are respected, and the martial artists are divided into one to nine level martial artists. Above the martial artist, it is called a cultivator and also called the awakening of martial arts. Only cultivators are strong people who are recognized by everyone. ”

"If the strength reaches 10,000 catties, you are a first-class martial artist, and 20,000 jin is a second-level martial artist... And so on, 90,000 jin is a ninth-level martial artist. Of course, this does not mean that a sixth-level martial artist is stronger than a fifth-level martial artist, because there are also combat skills, and what everyone trains daily is combat skills. A third-level martial artist on the battlefield may be stronger than a fifth-level martial artist who only knows how to refine strength. ”

"All cultivators will have more than 100,000 jin of strength. Of course, it doesn't mean that your strength has reached 100,000 catties, you are a cultivator. The basic premise of becoming a cultivator is that you have to form a cyclone of vitality in your dantian, that is, you have a place in your body to store your vitality, and you can be called a cultivator. ”

"Cultivators are further divided into Martial Disciples, Martial Masters, Martial Sects, Great Martial Sects, Martial Kings, Martial Emperors, Martial Monarchs, Martial Saints, and the legendary realms. Each major level is further divided into levels one to nine. Of course, this is only the realm division of the Xuankong Continent, and the legend of the highest realm in our Toro Kingdom has only appeared Martial Emperor. ”

"Heaven and earth vitality is divided into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and lightning and other common attributes, and time, space, darkness, light and other rare attributes, as well as various evil attributes, in short, heaven and earth vitality is all-encompassing. This has also led to the mushrooming of various sects in the Xuankong Continent, and all kinds of capable people and strangers have appeared unnoticed. ”

"Cultivators, some people major in vitality, some people major in soul, some people major in the body, some people major in utensils, everyone is just an ordinary martial artist now, and they may choose all kinds of paths in the future, but you have to remember that no matter what you cultivate, if you go to the extreme on your own path, then you are a strong person. Talents vary from person to person, and each person is different, but the way of cultivation is a long way, and you should not be happy with things or sad with yourself. Striving all the time is your main theme. Persevere, and you will get what you deserve....."

In the early stage, everyone listened to it with relish, but later it became more and more tasteful, although Old Man Liu was knowledgeable, he just liked to nag. That's what everyone thinks. In Old Man Liu's "earnest teachings", everyone ended this mainland general knowledge course. Mr. Liu shook his head helplessly, and he saw everyone dozing off in class later. "Anyway, they're all six or seven-year-olds," Mr. Liu muttered comfortingly. (Jiang Shusheng has been automatically ignored, after all, he is the four-year-old.) ）

After all, on the first day of class, Jiang Shusheng is now full of curiosity about everything, and now Jiang Shusheng has a great dream, imagining how surging it will be to stand on top of the world one day, imagining how chic he is when he travels in the sky, and imagining how enjoyable it is to travel with beauty (Phew, a four-year-old little child, what beauty he carries. Imagining how exciting it is for the world to change with a wave of his hand...."Bang" sounded on the door, Jiang Shusheng covered his head in pain and squatted on the ground, ending his beautiful imagination.

"Haha, my little scholar, what do you think, so engrossed" Nangong Yifei, who is also the scholar's mother, asked with a smile.

"Mom, woo, it's painful for me to death," Jiang Shusheng said aggrievedly.

"I just went to the training camp today, how is it, are you tired?" asked Nangong Yifei.

"I'm not tired, after listening to the knowledge of the Xuankong Continent for a day, this world is really a magical world, there are so many cultivators, and there are thousands of strange things, I seem to grow up quickly and become a strong person" Jiang Shusheng couldn't wait to finish it all in one breath.

"The scholar just started, don't be in a hurry, adapt first, go and call your father to eat first, hurry up" Nangong Yifei touched the scholar's head and said.

Seeing Jiang Shusheng quickly running towards the study, Nangong Yifei showed a happy smile and thought, "Our scholar has grown up, and he knows how to cultivate." But this road is not easy to walk, I would rather you be an ordinary person for the rest of your life, and be with your parents forever, but it's so unrealistic. "It's a little worrying to think about it. The mother's heart is always soft, and she doesn't want her son to be wronged.

"Knock knock, knock knock, is Dad in there?" Scholar Jiang ran to the door of the study and knocked on the door.

"Scholar, come in," Jiang Chentian's voice came from the study.

"Dad, Mom is calling you to eat" Jiang Shusheng looked curiously at what his father was writing and said to his father.

"Well, scholar, I also started cultivating today, do you want to become stronger" Jiang Chentian asked.

"En" Jiang Shusheng's head kept nodding like a chicken pecking rice.

"Dad gave you two gifts, as a gift for you to start cultivating, come and take it, open it and take a look" Jiang Chentian handed Jiang Shusheng a quaint wooden box.

"A pen, a book?" asked Jiang Shusheng suspiciously.

"Well, from today onwards, you will practice with the teacher in the training camp during the day, and at night, use this pen to copy the words on this book. When you can write all the words in this book, Dad will be relieved," Jiang Chentian said mysteriously.

"Let's go, let's go eat" Jiang Chentian and Jiang Shusheng walked towards the door together.

Looking at the box that Jiang Shusheng was holding, Nangong Yifei glanced at Jiang Chentian in surprise and said to the scholar: "Scholar, put the things in your bedroom first." ”

"Why did you give him these two things, he is still so young" Nangong Yifei asked suspiciously.

"It's time to give it to him, there's not much time left for me to teach him" Jiang Chentian looked up at the west.

"What do you mean..."Nangong Yifei asked in a low voice.

"En" Jiang Chentian shook his head, looked in the direction of Jiang Shusheng, and stopped Nangong Yifei from speaking.