The wind and dust are dark, the ruins of the sand dunes, and the red flag is half rolled to the wind.

In the northernmost wasteland of the Yan Country, an ancient city stood, and the broken flags outside the city were waving in the wind and sand, as if they were greeting visitors from afar. The desert in the distance shines in the sun, if it weren't for the scorching sun obscured by the sand and dust, alternating light and dark, it is estimated that everyone who comes will have the illusion that this is no longer the human world, but is actually purgatory.

At a glance, the ancient city is the only place in this "purgatory" that has a little vitality, at least it proves that there was life and civilization here. The walls of the ancient city have long been dilapidated, looking in from the city gate, full of ruins covered with yellow sand, the whole city looks the most complete I am afraid that only this city gate is the most complete. There is a stone tablet under the city gate, and the tablet is engraved with two words in ancient seal script - Kuncheng.

Outside the gate of the ancient city, a man was suspended in the air, looked around, and finally stopped at the stone tablet.

"Kuncheng. ”

The man landed in front of the stone monument and looked at it carefully.

"It's kind of interesting. The man muttered to himself.

The man pointed to the stele. I don't know what I did, a little starlight emanated from the stele, and slowly white light lines appeared on the surface of the stele, moving slowly. The light patterns look irregular, of different lengths, very messy, but there seems to be some pattern, and there are seven lines pointing to seven star spots. Then the stars flashed, and everything was back to what it had been before, as if nothing had happened, the only difference was that the man was no longer there.

The yellow sand is still there, and the ancient city is still the same.

"The ancient city of the wasteland is not ancient. It contains the essence of creation. Interesting and interesting. ”

The man was now on a busy street, and behind him was a tall city gate, and the city wall was made of huge bluestone, I don't know how thick, it was very majestic, and the strange thing was that the city gate was closed, and there were no guards to guard it.

The man looked into the city with his hands behind his back, as if he saw something interesting, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, took a step forward, and disappeared.

Along the direction of the man's gaze, there is a large mansion on the other side of the city, the plaque on the door of the house reads Zhuge Mansion, and there are more than a dozen teenagers standing neatly on the martial arts arena in the mansion, the eldest is about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the younger one is almost ten years old. A sturdy middle-aged man stood in front of the teenagers. It can be seen from the glowing eyes of the children that these children adore the man in front of them.

"Kids, today's training is over, go back and practice more. If you want to get ahead, you must endure hardship!" The middle-aged man's loud voice echoed in the martial arts arena.

The children replied with their throats raised, "Keep in mind Master Yan's teachings!"

"Uncle Yan, tell us about the outside world. A thin child said.

When the children heard this, their eyes lit up and they coaxed together, "Master Yan, let's talk about the outside world." ”

The middle-aged man's name is Yan Wen, and he is the sworn brother of the current head of the Zhuge family. Yan Wen looked at this group of children, his eyes were full of love. Then he glanced at the thin boy who had just proposed, "Since it was proposed by Xiao Ming, then Xiao Ming, tell me what you want to listen to this time." “

The thin boy named Xiao Ming scratched his head and thought for a moment.

"Uncle Yan, let's talk about the outside of the Yan Kingdom this time. ”

"Okay, then I'll tell you about the world outside the Yan Country. ”

Yan Wen sat down on the ground, and the children all gathered around.

"I'll start with the realm where we are. Our Kuncheng is in the northernmost part of the Yan Country, above the wasteland, and there are almost no human tracks around. The entire Kuncheng can develop into such a prosperous place now that it all depends on the ancestors of your Zhuge family. There are many cities the size of Kuncheng in Yanguo, and there are also larger than Kuncheng, such as the capital of Yanguo. And the Yan Kingdom is only a small country on the northern border on the entire continent. Outside of the Yan Kingdom, there are many empires that are many times larger than the Yan Kingdom, as well as various families and sects, and the Yan Kingdom is attached to the Great Qin Empire. ”

Yan Wen turned his head to look at Zhuge Ming and said, "Back then, I went with your father, and in addition to the Great Qin Empire, I only went to one empire. There are countless strong people in the empire, and there are many as strong as me. The most terrifying thing is the cultivators, powerful cultivators can move mountains and reclaim the sea, like immortals. ”

Yan Wen paused for a moment and saw that the children were already obsessed with listening. continued.

"Many of those powerful cultivators came from the six extremely powerful sects, Tianyan Sect, Zizhu Mountain, Qianyang Cave, Purgatory Gate, Xingyue Island, and Heavenly Demon Gate. And in addition to these top sects, there are also some hidden families, which are also extremely powerful. And to be able to become a first-class force, it must be the existence of a great magician. “

"What is a Grand Magician?" Zhuge Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at Yan Wen curiously.

"The realm of our martial arts practice includes forging skin, refining tendons, strengthening bones, transcendental, and entering the sainthood, and the realm of cultivators is divided into warlocks, magicians, great magicians, earth magicians, celestial magicians, and heavenly masters. I'm only at the peak of my strong bones now, and my strength is about the same as that of a cultivator's warlock, but in actual combat, it's still a cultivator who has an advantage. Before I could reach the warlock, they would cast a spell to repel me. Ordinary warlocks can't kill me with a single blow, but they can wear me down until I run out of stamina and finally lose. And the great magician, that is, he can fly to the sky and the earth, calling for wind and rain. The saintly strong can fight with the great magician, our Yan country does not even have an extraordinary powerhouse, maybe there will be a superordinary, holy realm powerhouse in the empire. As for the higher realm of earth magicians, celestial magicians, and heavenly masters, I have only heard that they are all legendary existences, and it is unknown whether they really exist. “

The children all yearned for it, clenched their fists, and said, "I will definitely become an extraordinary powerhouse." “

Zhuge Ming lowered his head and pondered.

"Xiao Ming, what are you thinking?" Yan Wen asked.

"Uncle Yan, can we become cultivators?"

Yan Wen touched Zhuge Ming's head and said, "If you want to become a cultivator, you need to have the talent to cultivate, of course, if you can cultivate to the realm of sainthood, your entire body will be reborn, and you will be able to cultivate spells." It's hard enough to be transcendent, let alone sanctified. ”

"Alright, don't think about it. Your physique has been weak since childhood, so exercise well. Get your body up first. ”

Zhuge Ming lowered his head and responded to Yan Wen softly, "Okay." ”

Yan Wen patted Zhuge Ming's shoulder and left the martial arts arena. The other children also dispersed. Only Zhuge Ming was left on the empty martial arts arena.

Zhuge Ming still lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Zhuge Ming raised his head and looked at a cloud in the sky, his brows furrowed slightly. After looking at it for a while, Zhuge Ming pouted and said to himself, "Am I hallucinating again, forget it, go back and let my mother show me again." “

After Zhuge Ming left, a man appeared on the martial arts arena. It was the man who had appeared outside the city before.

The man smiled, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"This kid can sense me. I didn't expect that I could meet such a talented child in this barren place. I'll observe and observe. “

The man disappeared with that.

Zhuge Ming came to his mother's house and told his mother about how he felt just now. Mother let Zhuge Ming sit on the bed, then clicked on Zhuge Ming's body a few times, and finally put his index finger and middle finger together, and the fingertips pressed against the back of Zhuge Ming's neck, running the true qi in his body, and checking Zhuge Ming's body.

After a while, Zhuge Ming's mother sighed lightly.

"Mother, is my health getting worse and worse?"

Zhuge Ming's mother squeezed out a smile and held Zhuge Ming's hand, "It's okay, Ming'er, you're in good health." You follow your Uncle Yan Wen to practice martial arts and listen to Uncle Yan Wen's words. ”

"Mother, Ming'er will definitely practice martial arts and listen to Uncle Yan's words. ”

"Good boy. Zhuge Ming's mother looked at the thin Zhuge Ming, her eyes were full of love.

Then Ming'er didn't bother her mother much. ”

"Why don't you stay a little longer. ”

Zhuge Ming grinned, "Mother, Ming'er will go out to play for a while." ”

"Go ahead, you kid, be careful. Come back early. ”

Zhuge Ming said goodbye to his mother and jumped out of the house.