Heavenly Rim Country.

Hongyu Prefecture, one of the nine major prefectures, and Jingsui County, one of the eighteen counties.

Tianfu City in Jingsui County.

The sky was just dawning, and the golden rays of sunlight were shining down. In an extremely ornate mansion, the houses are divided, and a medium-sized hill sits in the most remote part of the house, deep in the mountains.

A young man sat cross-legged, looking at his face, with slightly messy black hair, some delicate and slightly resolute face, his eyes slightly closed at this time. As he breathed in and out, a trace of light followed his breath into his body.

Suddenly, the energy visible to the naked eye gathered into a ball and rushed in from his heavenly spirit cover, although it was faint, but he could feel his aura slowly increasing.

The young man's body slightly exuded a faint yellow light, and the slightest veins appeared faintly on his skin, and after this state lasted for half a pillar of incense, he slowly stopped.

"Whew, flutter" Song Feng stood up and exhaled, "It feels so good to be promoted, it would be nice if I did this every day." With that, Song Feng couldn't help but smack his lips and smiled.

"Cultivation is a long way. But I have never heard of anyone who has become an immortal or a god, and there are even fewer who have cultivated to the extreme, and there are many of them.

Although there are also treasures that make people's cultivation skyrocket, but in this world, treasures and spiritual materials are not everywhere, and occasionally some people are lucky enough to get them, and it is not a lie to become holy overnight, but this probability is too small, and it is hardly counted in cultivation...

Now that I've just started cultivating, I'm a little too ambitious, so let's cultivate!"

There seemed to be a pair of soft little hands covering Song Feng's eyes, Song Feng smiled helplessly and said, "Ling'er, don't make trouble." ”

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the soft little hands, gently pulled them apart, and the first thing that caught his eye was the girl's pouting mouth, and then he heard the girl say: "Brother Song Feng, you only know cultivation all day long, and you don't deserve others to play, people are lonely, blame and pitiful." ”

Looking at the girl's pink face, Song Feng gently scraped it with his fingers with pity, sighed, and said: "Ling'er, you are the daughter of the head of the family, there will be many people to play with you, and my brother has to work harder to protect you, be obedient and obedient." ”

After Song Feng finished speaking, his hand couldn't help but caress the girl's black and bright head, and he couldn't put it down and played with the waist-length green silk, looking at the increasingly beautiful girl, his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the past......

It was a cold winter.

"Get out, Song Feng, you waste, I don't know where you came from, you want to play with us. ”

A child dressed in gorgeous clothes scolded the young Song Feng, and some boys from the family next to him also laughed.

In front of them was the thinly dressed little Song Feng, who was shivering in the cold wind, and in the face of their foul language, Song Feng naturally remained silent, although he was angry, he dared not speak out. Because I couldn't help but talk to my mouth before, I was beaten half to death.

In the eyes of those children, this is another sign of cowardice.

"Hit him!"

The first child said, and a large group of children surrounded him, some kicked, some punched and kicked, and some held a large pile of snow and threw it on Song Feng.

Song Feng's whole body was soaked, a gust of wind blew, Song Feng trembled helplessly in the wind, his little face was red from the cold, and his limbs were stiff. With a "poof", his hands and feet fell down coldly and weakly.

"Hahaha, that guy is playing dead!"

Seeing Song Feng like this, not only did the children of the Ye family not sympathize, but they all laughed. Song Feng tried his best to raise his head, and with a "phew", a mouthful of yellow-green things enlarged in Song Feng's pupils.

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on Song Feng's face, still steaming......

Infinite resentment and anger surged in Song Feng's heart, and he wanted to resist but found that his hands and feet had become numb and could no longer move. I can only watch being insulted.

"What are you doing, don't bully him!"

A young female voice sounded, and a little girl dressed beautifully and with pigtails ran over, standing in front of Song Feng with a flushed face, pointing at the group of children and saying.

"Miss Ling'er, we're joking with him. ”

Seeing this girl, the tone of the group of children suddenly improved.

"How can you bully him like this, we are all a family, I have to tell my father to go, hum!"

At this time, Song Feng just raised his head and looked at Ye Ling'er gratefully with his eyes.

When the group of children saw Ling'er here, they knew that they couldn't bully Song Feng, who let Ling'er be the daughter of the head of the family, they had no choice but to leave in disgrace. Before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at Song Feng fiercely. Ye Ling'er walked up to Song Feng, stretched out her snow-white little hand, and helped Song Feng up.

"Oh, you're so dirty, I'll wipe it for you. ”

After that, Ye Linger took out a few white tissues from her pocket and wiped them carefully, in this delicate atmosphere, the faces of the two people turned red, and after wiping a few white tissues, they all turned black.

"What's your name, my name is Ye Ling'er, you can also call me Ling'er like everyone else. ”

Ling'er asked with a little curiosity.

"My name is Song Feng... Thank you for helping me. ”

So, just like that, the two got to know each other.

Ye family. In the Servants' Yard. A little boy tiptoed into the courtyard and walked gently to the third room to the northwest. This child is Song Feng, I saw that his whole body was dirty, and his little face was relatively clean.

He gently opened the door, put his head in, and was relieved to see that there was no one in the house, and was about to enter the house when suddenly someone slapped him on the back.

"Ahh

Song Feng couldn't help but scream, and when he looked back, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. In front of him, there stood a middle-aged man dressed in blue coarse cloth, with thick eyebrows and a height of eight feet, who knew at a glance that he was a short-tempered person.

This is Song Feng's father, Song Shan.

"Daddy. ”

Song Feng shouted. His body trembled slightly as he spoke, obviously very afraid of his father.

"You little rabbit, where have you gone, covered in dirt?"

Seeing Song Feng's appearance, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and roared with some annoyance.

"I ......"

Song Feng was so stumbling that he couldn't say a word for most of the day, and his face turned red.

"I warned you a long time ago, don't go to those children to play, we are the servants of the Ye family, they will bully you. ”

"I ......"

Song Feng couldn't help but moisten his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and didn't let himself cry.

"Well, I don't want to blame you either. ”

Song Shan sighed when he saw Song Feng like this.

"Remember, if you want people to look up, you have to work hard to cultivate and become a strong person. ”

Song Shan suddenly changed his tone and said with a serious face, his face full of yearning for the so-called strong man.

"Daddy, what is that?" Song Feng said with a blank expression.

"Our continent is based on cultivation, cultivation to the highest and profound realm, fists can collapse the sky, feet can split the ground, resist the wind out of thin air, soar thousands of miles, tear beasts by hand, omnipotent, and more powerful, immortal. ”

Song Shan said with fanaticism in his tone.

And the young Song Feng nodded as if he didn't understand.

"And cultivation is divided into several realms: the Quenching Body Realm, the Ning Dan Realm, the Yuan Infant Realm, ....... Each realm is divided into one to nine small stages, and each level is raised, and the strength will be increased by a large level, and the difference between each major realm is a world of difference.

And in Tianfu City, where we are located, it is rumored that the person with the highest strength is the city lord, Ou Yangming. The strength of the Ninefold Ning Dan is followed by the three major families, the Ye family, the Mu family, and the Huo family.

And Tianfu City is the Ruby Province among the eight provinces that belong to the Tianyuan Kingdom, and there are many cities like Tianfu City in the Ruby Province. Of course, there are still many small forces and small families under Tianfu City, who rely on tribute every year to obtain the protection of Tianfu City.

In addition to our human race, there are also beast races, they are born with infinite strength and are extremely powerful, but most of them have low intelligence and can only be used as beasts.

However, they have a spirit core in their body, and they have many functions, but not all beasts have them, but their effects are enough to cause the madness of the human race, and a large number of killings, so that the two races of humans and beasts have been at odds for generations.

Your father and I are a guard of the Ye family, and we usually make a living by escorting the Ye family and hunting the beast clan to obtain spirit cores. ”

After speaking, Song Shan sighed.

"Then Daddy, what level of cultivator are you?" Song Feng had already been intoxicated by what he heard, and he was very eager to become a great supernatural power.

"My talent is too low, and now I am still in the quenching realm. ”

Song Shan was silent for a moment and said.

"But you're different, you're still young, and your talent must be much better than mine. ”

Song Shan looked at Song Feng, his eyes full of hope. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Song Shan reached out and groped around his waist, and after a while, Song Shan was holding a small gray-yellow shabby book in his hand, which looked very quaint, and a few words were written crookedly on it.

"This is the introduction to cultivation, watch the practice carefully. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Song Feng's little head and walked into the house, while Song Feng took the book like a treasure and hurriedly followed......

At night, the lights dimmed.

In the servant's courtyard, only the light of Song Feng's cottage was still on, in the house, Song Shan stood alone in front of the window, looking at the stars in the sky, he was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he turned his head and looked at Song Feng who was asleep, looking at Song Feng sleeping and still holding books, his eyes were full of tenderness.

After a long time like this, "Whew!" Song Shan exhaled, as if he had made some decision, his face was full of determination, and he muttered: Xue'er, wait for me......

In the morning, it was just dawn. Song Feng got up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked around, and found that his father was not in the house, and he woke up half from sleep, when he suddenly heard a noise outside the house.

I couldn't help but be a little curious, so I got out of bed, walked to the door, quietly opened the door a crack, and squinted to look out of the door.

The servants' courtyard, which had not been very lively, was now crowded with people, one neatly dressed, with a leaf tattoo on his chest and a silver border. An old man wearing a delicate jade pendant around his waist and a slight wrinkle on his face.

Standing on a slightly higher stone platform, holding something in his hand, he didn't see what it was because Song Feng was far away. I saw that the old man was reading something, and a group of people in the audience showed envious expressions on their faces, as if they were extremely yearning for what the old man said......