Chapter 1 A Boy Without Roots

The border is barren, the remote weather is cold, it is located in the small sharp corner of the border state, and the southwest of the world. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info[Burn^Text^Library][]. [774] [buy]. In the meantime, the mountains hide hidden valleys, and the jade river surrounds the city, which is the place of Lingxiu, but it has no chance to be a blessed land for the immortals. The reason for this is unknown.

In view of this, the world called it a wilderness and named it a border wilderness.

Although the border wilderness is not valued by the cultivators of the immortal family, it provides a place for the samurai who are strong and strong in the traitor department, and the refuge who evades the strong enemy. In addition, more people who are forced to make a living have come one after another, choosing to settle down, and over time, the popularity of the border famine has gradually become popular, and some people are overcrowded.

interests, so put on the table of reality.

There are many powerful people who have ascended to the heights to echo, and the forces of all parties have poured into each other, and several purges have gradually formed their own interest groups with the tribe as the core.

The law of the jungle has become a bloody dance music staged at the time of the border wilderness!

The scorching sun of midsummer has lost its due intensity in the border wilderness, and it tends to disperse the cold of the land in this corner of the place, and sprinkles the breath of warm spring.

At this time, in a place surrounded by mountains, on the martial arts training ground of a tribe, it was a lively scene.

It turned out to be a group of teenagers practicing martial arts, and the number of people was no less than hundreds. Some of them are running, shaped like leopards, meaning like tigers pounced; Some are bulging their chests and abdomen, and suddenly they start to make a sound, like thunder; Some are in stone locks; There are also those who are splitting boulders with their bare hands......

All sorts of things, and so on.

In the middle, there are also many majestic and majestic men, who are instructing them on the key points of their movements, and they will shout a few times from time to time to strengthen their momentum.

They are the martial arts of the tribe.

The martial arts training ground is very large, square, the side length is not less than 100 zhang, and the ground is paved with flat thick bluestone, which can withstand strong force. But even so, the entire martial arts training ground still looks potholes, which are worn out by the foot strength of the martial arts practitioners, and silently witness the hardships of martial arts training.

In the border wilderness, in order for a tribe to survive and develop, the first priority is force.

At this time, in the corner of the martial arts training ground, a young man stood quietly in place, his calm and clear eyes reflecting the boiling scene in the field, looking a little maverick.

Yan Lingyun, twelve years old this year, has been living in this tribe called Lianyun since he was sensible. For the Lianyun tribe, he has no sense of belonging, just like an outsider, looking coldly at everything around him. In his heart, there is only one mother, Nangong Huaping, who depends on each other.

Nangong Huaping took Yan Lingyun into the Lianyun tribe when he was still a swaddling child. A delicate woman, with a baby in her arms, arrives on a night of thunder and lightning that stirs up the whole tribe. It's hard to imagine!

The tribal leader Yun Tu saw that Nangong was beautiful and wanted to accept him as a concubine. The latter, considering the young baby, reluctantly agreed.

Twelve years have passed, the mother and son have relied on each other, and along the way, the cold eyes and ridicule they have suffered are difficult for outsiders to understand, they are simply sentences, and they are bitter tears!

Yan Lingyun was very precocious, and in order to avoid his mother's ugliness, he began to sleep alone at the age of three. In the dead of night, lying alone in a cold bed, he was angry in his heart: Yuntu was a righteous aggressor, who took away his desire for his mother's arms and his mother's health!

At the age of seven, he began to learn martial arts. Growing up in the wilderness, he understood the importance of force from an early age. It was only through force that he could change the situation of himself and his mother.

Dignity is not given by others, it is earned by oneself! This can be used as a warning for the frontier.

It's just that the reality is very cruel, for five or six years, he has made no progress on the way to martial arts. His body is like a blunt knife, and no training method can sharpen his edges and corners.

It's not that he's stupid, on the contrary, he's smarter than others, and he understands martial arts more thoroughly than others. But while others are progressing and becoming stronger, he is always lingering in the same place. As a result, he became a waste in the eyes of the tribesmen. This is in the border wilderness, that is the person who should be abandoned, if it weren't for Nangong Painting Screen, he would have been cleaned up by the tribe long ago.

But Yan Lingyun has a tenacious temperament and does not give up, and whenever he has the opportunity, he comes to the martial arts training ground to listen to the lecture. He is summarizing the theory, hoping to find a path that suits him.

"The way to practice martial arts lies in strengthening one's body. If you are strong, you will be vigorous, you can resist the enemy, you can live in ......" martial arts began the conventional "martial arts".

Finally waited for this time, Yan Lingyun collected his thoughts and listened carefully. The teenagers who were practicing martial arts also stopped their movements one after another.

"Practicing martial arts, the first practice of life, the second practice of sex, the double cultivation of life, can refine the gods."

"What is fate? The body too. There is a distinction between inside and outside: the outside is the body, and the inside is the viscera. At the beginning of martial arts training, the first weight is the body, supplemented by the viscera, which is called the nine-fold body training in martial arts. ”

"Practicing the body nine times, there are song tricks: one heavy walking is as fast as flying, two times open the sound and spit thunder, three major forces are fierce beasts, four are unarmed stone collapses, five are a hundred steps through Yang, six square inches into a net, seven times the skin is like iron, eight times the bones are like steel, nine major tendons fall into a thousand hooks, and the flesh has since entered the treasure shell."

"The flesh has trained the treasure shell, and the ordinary sword has added to the body, and it is difficult to hurt in the slightest. At this point, the training of the body is complete, and the internal organs are practiced. Those who practice qi profoundly, can gain internal strength, bless the physical body, and its power will increase by more than five or six times. This realm can be called a master on the way to practice martial arts, and it hurts people invisibly. And those who practice qi can obtain the innate five elements of qi in the five organs, and the five qi will be yuan, and the yuan shen will be conceived. At this point, the double cultivation of life is expected to achieve higher achievements. ”

The martial arts instructors talked eloquently, complemented each other, told the three stages of martial arts training, and correctly guided the martial arts concept of the new generation in the field to avoid them from taking detours. And these teenagers were also fascinated and excited to hear it. After calming down, someone asked: "Martial Arts, we who practice martial arts, is refining gods the highest achievement?"

Yan Lingyun's heart moved when he heard this, this was also what he wanted to ask, but in their eyes, he was slight, and he didn't dare to take action.

The martial arts sects were silent for a while, and one of them organized their language and said, "The three stages of our martial arts training, together with the cultivation, are only the beginning, collectively referred to as 'foundation building'."

"Wow!"

One word stirred up a thousand waves, and the teenagers who heard it for the first time exploded, and they talked about it a lot, and they couldn't help themselves.

You must know that in the land of the border wilderness, from the humble and small departments to the top departments, countless martial arts practitioners regard refining gods as the goal of their lives. And at this moment, the highest myth has become the beginning of the mouth of the martial arts, and its vibration is no less than turning over the river and the sea.

Yan Lingyun's heart was also a huge shock!

"Refining the gods is just a gateway to the immortal road, it contains the highest mystery of the human body, it is not great wisdom, and those who have great opportunities cannot break it, and they can't get a glimpse of the wonders of the immortal family." Seeing that someone opened their mouths, the martial arts disciples spoke one after another, telling some of their own hearings.

"Legend has it that above the refining gods, he should be a star warrior, and he has the ability to fly to the sky and escape to the earth, and he is no longer a mortal."

"There is also a legend that above the refining of the gods, there is the body atavistic ancestor, the power is infinite, and the King Kong is not bad."

"Both are possible, I heard that it is a polar split, and Daowu each occupies half of the sky."

……

"Well, after all, it's just hearsay, not true. We martial arts practitioners pay attention to the present, pursue the long-term, say these things to you, just tell you what are the possibilities, you should use this as a driving force, work hard, and strive for the top. I hope that any of you will be able to verify these legends in the future, and by that time, I will have a great cause for the Yun Tribe! ”

A martial arts sect stood up and put an end to the situation of discussion. Seeing that a group of young people listening were still looking hopeful, he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Those who practice martial arts, the first thing is to avoid being ambitious, now let me all practice hard."

This martial arts sect surnamed Wang Mingchun, known as Wang Wujiao, is a relatively prestigious middle-aged martial arts sect in the tribe, it is said that he has practiced profound internal strength and is a great master. Therefore, the teenagers, regardless of their status, were very afraid of him, and when they saw him speak, they immediately dispersed and continued to practice hard.

Martial arts training is not an overnight achievement, when perseverance, always diligent, a little slack, a thousand feet back, fall to others.

After listening to the previous remarks of the martial arts sects, at this time, on the martial arts training ground, the enthusiasm for practicing martial arts was unprecedentedly high.

Wang Chun nodded, glanced at Yan Lingyun who was deep in thought on the corner not far away, shook his head again, sighed, and walked away.

Although Wang Chun is strict, he is relatively upright. He used to see that the latter always stood silently in the corner alone to steal school, and out of sympathy, he took the initiative to guide Yan Lingyun for a while, but to no avail, and then gave up.

In his opinion, this young man is tenacious, intelligent and studious, and has the good ideological and psychological qualities of a martial artist, but God did not give him a good set of bones, which is a pity!