There is no end to life, and this is especially true of the path of cultivation!

Gu Yun's half-life cultivation is unknown, and once he has won the law, the world is shocked'.

Suffering is not bitterness, happiness is not happiness, it is just a temporary obsession, clinging to one thought, will be trapped in one thought, and let go of one thought, will be in the heart.

Things change with the heart, the environment is created by the heart, and the troubles are born from the heart!

Life is a practice, and what is cultivated is a heart.

In a person's life, there are many roads, there are straight and smooth roads, there are sheep intestines, there are prosperity, there are desolation, in any case, the road has to go by itself, the hardship has to eat by itself, and no one can give all dependence.

It is said that half of life has to fight, and half has to follow.

Fighting, not with others, but with hardship;

Among them, I am most afraid that the time should not fight, and the time should not stop.

After Ye Xingchen said goodbye to Ye Yuqing and Ye Ting, he went directly to the Douji Hall.

"Young Master Xingchen, rest and practice again. ”

In the Douji Hall, Liang Bo handed a cloth towel to Ye Xingchen, who was sweating profusely, but the latter ignored it and continued to wave his fist.

Seeing this, Liangbo was silent, his body stepped back, and he continued to watch Ye Xingchen's almost selfless training.

At this point, Liangbo couldn't help but sigh in his heart Ye Xingchen's ruthlessness, with such a cultivation talent that is almost like a demon, he is still so ruthless to himself, where to put this, it is a little incomprehensible.

Yes, in this world, you are not afraid that others are more talented than you, but you are afraid that people who are more talented than you will work harder than you.

That's right, if you want to be the person who stands at the top of the pyramid, no matter how talented you are, you can't succeed if you don't work hard above the average person.

Talent is just a gift from God, and those hard training days and nights are the only way to get to your dreams.

Inadvertently, Liangbo was already a little fascinated.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the wooden stake was blasted out more than ten meters away by Ye Xingchen's punch.

Liang Bo also came back to his senses at this moment, followed the prestige, and saw that on the wooden stake, spider-like cracks, spread along the place where Ye Xingchen fell into his fist.

"It's still a little bit worse. ”

Ye Xingchen's voice sounded.

Liangbo retracted his gaze and looked at Ye Xingchen, but saw that the latter shook his head and sighed in some disappointment.

After being stunned, Liangbo hurriedly stepped forward and handed the cloth towel in his hand to Ye Xingchen, who took the cloth towel and thanked him, wiped the sweat on his face casually, and threw it aside.

"Young master, take a break. ”

Liangbo's words of concern sounded in his ears, Ye Xingchen ignored it, raised his somewhat red and swollen hand, clenched it, and looked at the wooden stake not far away, with a bit of loss in his expression.

Seeing this, Liang Bo complimented with a smile: "In just one day, being able to exert such power on Wuji, the young master's talent is really envied by Liang Bo." ”

Ye Xingchen smiled and didn't speak, the tingling pain from his body made him feel like a sponge that had been suddenly squeezed dry, constantly eroding his nerves, and the green tendons on his arms were throbbing like cramps, which was a sign of overexertion.

Suddenly, Ye Xingchen was like a cartilage man, and his body slowly slumped towards the ground.

Seeing this, Liangbo hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

Ye Xingchen turned his head with some difficulty, smiled faintly, and said, "Uncle Liang, I'm fine, just lie down for a while." ”

Hearing Ye Xingchen say this, the uneasy look in Liangbo's eyes slowly dissipated, and then he gently laid Ye Xingchen on the floor, and no longer bothered, like a loving father, quietly guarding aside.

"Whew..."

Ye Xingchen let out a long sullen breath, glad in his heart, fortunately he had a quenching exercise last night, otherwise, the previous blow would not have broken the wooden stake, but his arm, like Wuji's fighting skills, it was simply harder than anyone's body.

"It's never okay to go on like this!"

Ye Xingchen muttered in his heart, wanting to get up and continue practicing, but he didn't want to, he was close to collapse, and he didn't even have the strength to support the ground with his hands.

At this point, Ye Xingchen smiled bitterly, and simply couldn't get up, lying on the ground with squinted eyes, and his slightly rapid breathing slowly stabilized, but the sour and numb feeling in his body did not decrease by half.

Wuji's requirements for the physical body are extremely high, take Ye Xingchen himself as an example, the strength of the sevenfold righteous qi, just this blow, has already made him lose his strength, it can be seen how much Wuji consumes righteous qi, no wonder it will be said that when it is refined to the fullest, it can be comparable to the Xuan-level high-level fighting skills, and it is not without its reason.

Ye Xingchen squinted at the ceiling and began to let the spiritual liquid he absorbed seep out everywhere in his body, repairing his tired muscles and cells without a trace, so that they could regain his strength as quickly as possible.

After such a long time, Ye Xingchen's face began to become warm, and the tense pores on his arms gradually relaxed, looking full of strength.

For a moment, Ye Xingchen's eyes opened slightly, and the index finger of his right hand moved slightly, because of some special reasons, he had not refined the energy in the spirit stone again for nearly a month, which also made him slow down his cultivation speed.

"Looks like we're going to have to pick things up. ”

Ye Xingchen muttered, if he can raise his righteous qi to the eighth level in a short period of time, it also means that he has the opportunity to break through the qi refining stage and impact the small star position.

Thinking of that familiar rank, Ye Xingchen couldn't help licking his lips, and a touch of heat instantly welled up in the depths of his eyes.

"Little Starship..."

Ye Xingchen read in a low voice, yes, let's not talk about the "three-year contract", just the current predicament of the Ye family, if you want to change the situation a little, the only way is to improve your own strength as soon as possible and turn passive into active.

As soon as he recalled that day in the Ye Family Square, Ouyang Kun's harm to himself and even to the Ye family, Ye Xingchen's heart swelled with a touch of ruthlessness, which was a kind of hatred that would not die endlessly, and then be quick to get rid of.

"Ouyang Kun..."Ye Xingchen said fiercely in his heart, his clenched fist, because of the great strength, the sharp nails also cut through his palm, and the red blood flowed out along the cracks of his fingers.

Seeing this, Uncle Liang on the side said in a little panic: "Young Master, you..."

Before Liang Bo finished speaking, Ye Xingchen stood up as a carp and smiled at the other party, "It's okay, the medicinal power of the Zhuji Spirit Liquid has played an effect, and I can't control the strength for a while." ”

Hearing this, Uncle Liang was stunned, Ye Xingchen's words were not hidden from him, he was a person from the past, he had been exposed to too much, he knew very well that his young master had his own dignity, and what he had to do was not to say anything about it.

It is also for this reason that after being stunned for a moment, Liangbo smiled peacefully and said, "The young master's amazing resilience is not comparable to ordinary people. ”

Ye Xingchen smiled, he knew that the honest and lovely man in front of him, no matter what situation he was in, the other party always encouraged him, and he never had a word of discouragement.

"The young master's harshness towards himself reminds me of a person. ”

Liangbo's voice sounded in Ye Xingchen's ears, and Ye Xingchen couldn't help but look at him with some doubts, "Who?"

"One of the top ten powerhouses of the Western Shu Empire, the sect master of the Sword Sect. ”

"Sword Sect Master?" Ye Xingchen said with some surprise.

"The Sword Sect Sect Master I am talking about is not the current Sect Master of the Sword Sect, but its previous Sect Master. When Liang Bo said this, his eyes were full of heat and adoration, which was a kind of reverence that only his idols could have.

And when Ye Xingchen heard this, the puzzled look on his face was even worse.

Seeing Ye Xingchen with a suspicious face, Liang Bo couldn't help but smile smugly, and then whispered with some regret: "Actually, Liang Bo has never seen the old sect master, but his story can be said to be a household name in this Xishu Empire, and even a large part of the mainland, and everyone does not pass it on from generation to generation. ”

Ye Xingchen frowned, he had heard some about the Sword Sect, but none of them had mentioned the "old sect master" that Liang Bo said.

For a moment, while he was puzzled, he also had some curiosity, he wanted to know what kind of peerless master this "Sword Sect Sect Master" that everyone had passed down from generation to generation was.

However, he may be a little disappointed next, because Liang Bo simply told some inspirational stories about the old sect master of the Sword Sect, and did not reveal too much about the rest.

At this point, Ye Xingchen was already in high spirits, but he was like a deflated ball in an instant, hanging his head, thinking thoughtfully about what Liangbo said to him earlier.

We all like talent, we need talent, but talent is not something we can decide, but as long as you work hard enough, even if you don't have extraordinary talent, you will succeed, just like the old sect master who walked in Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning, through his unremitting efforts, step by step to become the king of Los Angeles and the master of the Sword Sect.

Yes, those who are called a generation of grandmasters, have their own inspirational stories, and everyone has experienced a long period of hard practice.