The mountain road is not rugged, and the sun is not warm, but the boy running on the mountain road is already panting like a cow and sweating, at this time he has to stop and rest for a while to accumulate strength. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This damn wound is really grinding. The young man muttered to himself, feeling the pain in his chest, his breathing was a little short, his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a somewhat helpless look, but he had to find a stone and sit down on the spot.

Raising his white palm, blocking it in front of him, his eyes looked through the gap between his fingers, and he looked up at the huge fireball in the sky.

"Well, it's three months away. The young man muttered in a low voice, and he didn't know what was in his mind, and he withdrew his palm with a somewhat lazy expression, and propped it on his knees casually, and his small shoulders seemed to be unable to bear the weight of his head anymore and slowly drooped down.

Every year, the golden autumn and September are the most lively months of the year in the village, which is bigger than the scene of the New Year, if nothing else, just because the enrollment of the martial arts school in the town is in September.

Martial Arts Hall, Tie Xuan really wanted to go, not only because of the pursuit of martial arts in his heart, but also because he wanted to take this opportunity to improve his family situation.

He was born with a difficult birth and almost died directly, but fortunately he was helped by Master Mo, who happened to be practicing medicine in the village at that time, and finally saved him with his superb medical skills, but his mother unfortunately passed away. And his father, who left home many years ago and has not returned, has not heard from him for many years, and is considered to be on the death list.

At this time, the family was thin, only he and his grandmother were left to rely on each other, and life has always been beyond their means, so life is very difficult. If it weren't for the captain Tie Zheng who often received one or two, I am afraid that he would not have time to cultivate martial arts now, and he would have to work in the field early.

He has always lived a very hard life, but the people in the village don't seem to see it at all, and even sneering at it endlessly, the reason is that his father was the strongest man in the village when he was young.

Yes, the strongest, so when Tie Xuan was sensible, he knew why he was looked at strangely by the people in the village, it was because of the title of the strongest.

This title is by no means self-appointed, but a fact recognized by everyone, because the people of his father's generation back then were all crushed by his father's talent and strength, and there was no hope of coming out, as long as his father existed, his huge aura would dwarf everyone.

Until one day, his father left the village, left the town of Thousand Mountains, and went to the outside world, and he never returned. When everyone thought that his father was dead, his mother, who was pregnant with Rokka, came to Tiejia Village and entered his house.

Many people thought that his father would return soon after he was alive, but it was not until he was born and his mother died that his father was not heard from that the village confirmed the fact that his father was dead.

And his father's debts are often repaid by his son, and his father suppressed those people too harshly, so the descendants of these people naturally looked down on him Tie Xuan in every way, not to mention that Tie Xuan had not inherited his father's talent, so everyone bullied him with a sense of achievement.

Therefore, Tie Xuan is very eager to become strong, because only when he is strong can he change his fate, but many things in the world complement each other. Although he has been cultivating very hard, his talent doesn't seem to be very good, and his family doesn't have any background to help him, so although he has been cultivating since he was ten years old, it has lasted five years, and so far it is only a triple cultivation of forging body.

Because of his family's poverty, he has always only cared about his boring practice, that is, he has never even been to Qianshan Town, which is the closest to the village, and the scope of his activities is limited to the surrounding area of the village and the halfway up the mountain not far away.

However, as he grew older, through the word of mouth of many people, Tie Xuan also had a general understanding of the land he lived in.

This land is called the Gods and Demons Continent, the territory is vast and boundless, and the end of the land is the boundless Tianhe, and the Great Song Dynasty where he is located is only one of the starry small dynasties in the northern regions of the five major domains of the Gods and Demons Continent, and Tiejia Village is in the corner of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Gods and Demons Continent respects martial arts, so on this continent, martial cultivators are the masters of this continent.

Under the efforts of countless generations, the use of vitality by martial artists has developed to the peak, and at the same time, countless cultivation methods have been differentiated from it.

In the Gods and Demons Continent, distinguishing the strength and weakness of a martial artist depends on three aspects.

First of all, the most important thing is naturally its own strength, the so-called one force to break the ten laws, in the face of absolute strength, everything is a floating cloud.

Second, the level of cultivation of the Yuan Qi Gong method, which is also the key to determining the level of your future achievements, after inductive statistics, the Gods and Demons Continent divides the level of the exercise into four levels and twelve grades: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang! Each level is divided into three levels: low, medium, and high, the higher the level, the greater the total amount of vitality that can be contained in the body, and the higher the future achievements will naturally be.

The last one, martial arts, this truth is easy to understand, at least the people in the Gods and Demons Continent know it. Of course, martial arts are also divided into high and low in the Gods and Demons Continent, and in general, they are also divided into the four orders of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, of course, there are also rumors that there are god-level martial arts above the fourth order, but no one has ever really used them, and no one has mentioned them again over time. However, although there are countless martial arts in the Gods and Demons Continent, the really advanced ones are controlled by some families and sects, and what flows into the people is just some low-level martial arts.

Relying on these three aspects, the strength and weakness of a martial artist can be judged, but in general, a good background still occupies a considerable role. After all, a family with a foundation will naturally have a higher starting point for its descendants, and if the foundation is well laid, the future achievements will definitely be high.

It's just that all this is too far away for Tie Xuan, his current strength is too low, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to go to the martial arts hall, so what can he talk about the world outside the mountains. Living in such a world where force is supreme, the embarrassment of a 'wasted man' like him, who bears the glory of his father's generation, is self-evident.

The immature face looked at the village at the foot of the mountain, it was so full of life and vitality, and everyone was working hard for life. And his eyes were full of confusion, he didn't know what all this was, why his talent and family background were so bad, not to mention that this injury made him unable to cultivate for nearly half a month.

When he thought of this, he really had a deep sense of powerlessness, feeling that God had played a big joke on him, why did he treat him like this, did he feel that his life was not bad enough.

Touching the cool jade pendant hanging around his neck, according to his grandmother, it was left to him by his father, and it was also a token passed down from generation to generation in their family.

He didn't know what his father was doing when he left this for him, was it because he wanted to make up for his poor father's love, but was a jade pendant enough.

"Why, why, what the hell is all this?" Tie Xuan suddenly stood up and roared loudly towards the bottom of the mountain, his simple heart was full of anger, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

After roaring a few times, Tie Xuan's mood gradually calmed down, his face returned to his lonely color, and his eyebrows also revealed a maturity that did not match his age.

At this point, no matter how unwilling and angry he was, he couldn't solve the fact that he was already backward and would be beaten.

A bitter smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and looking at the stone behind him, Tie Xuan suddenly rushed over with an arrow step, clenched his hands into fists and hit it fiercely.

Tie Xuan's fist hit the stone without making the slightest sound, but after a dozen strokes, his hands gradually oozed blood, and the blood stained the stone, slowly flowing weakly, like the old oxcart of fate.

Gradually, Tie Xuan's punches became slower and slower, and the more weak they became, and when he felt dizzy, he stopped this crazy venting behavior. He sat down on the stone again, and began to puff and gasp, and his face flushed.

The flesh and skin on his hands have been worn off by the behavior just now, and at a glance, the flesh and blood are very confused, but all this is not worth mentioning for the indignant Tie Xuan.

Tie Xuan knew that he needed to vent well, otherwise he would not be able to restrain the anger in his heart, he was really unwilling to stay in the village for the rest of his life and live like today, facing the threat of other people's fists, he could only rely on thin words to fight back a few words.

Glancing lightly at the injury on his hand, Tie Xuan immediately took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out some yellow powder from it and sprinkled it on the wound. The moment the powder touched the wound, Tie Xuan's face suddenly twitched, and his teeth clenched.

The effect of this medicine is very good, but I don't know if it is because of the saying 'good medicine is bitter and good for disease', every time he applies the medicine, it makes him feel a kind of pain like ten fingers connecting his heart. But the more this is the case, the more he likes it, and he hopes that the pain will make him more sober, instead of thinking about what he has and doesn't have.

This medicine was given to him by Master Mo, and it was originally intended to be applied to him after hitting a wooden stake, but he didn't want to use it here.

Taking a deep breath and regaining some strength, he continued to walk halfway up the mountain.

No matter what, life goes on, life has to go on, and what needs to be done must be solved one by one.

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