In the Tiannian Continent, the level of cultivators is divided into the Nian Disciple Realm, the Open Pulse Realm, the Tongqi Realm, the Condensate Realm, and the Crystallization Realm. The Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info cultivated to the Tongqi Realm to become an elder-level existence of ordinary small families, such as the elders of the Lu family, the Lin family, the Li family, and the Taishang Elders in Zhenxi City. Legend has it that above the crystallization realm, it is those who have walked out of their own path and achieved the super strong in the realm of the realm, and the people on the mainland also call them kings, each king has walked out of his own way, has his own unique signature skills, is a hegemon, princes, small kings, etc., it is said that the king of the Cangyan Empire is a king.

As for the realm above the realm king, Lu Ping had never heard of it, and this was not what he should be thinking about at the moment.

The originally delicate face was filled with a mixture of blood and dirt, and he drooped his arms and dragged his right leg to his small courtyard in the Lu family step by step.

Recalling today's encounter, Lu Ping had no hatred in his heart, only resentment, resentment that he had no strength. "Damn, there is no way to make up for the absolute gap in strength, even if I have three stars, with the basic boxing and body techniques that I have practiced hard over the years, I shouldn't be so embarrassed."

In the apprenticeship stage, the family stipulates that you can only learn the basic boxing method and the basic body method, and the chanting technique that runs the Zhoutian cycle is also the basic chanting technique, and everyone's cultivation is about the same, so under normal circumstances, Lu Ping, who cultivates for more than eleven hours a day, must have a solid degree of recitation skills that surpasses Lu Mad and others.

However, the gap between the level of the disciples is too big, and each star is reflected in the strength of a hundred catties. Especially compared with Lu Ba, he also mobilized his mental power to his hands with all his might, and Lu Ba could cripple Lu Ping with one punch. Although Lu Ping cultivated hard and was already able to control nearly fifty percent of his body's mental power, even if Lu Ba could only exert thirty percent of his mental power, he would completely crush Lu Ping.

"Brother Ping, you're back."

A girl's joyful voice came from the gate of the courtyard, this girl had a goose egg face, her eyebrows were typical willow eyebrows, her eyes were shining, like a wave of autumn water, wearing an emerald green dress, waving her hand to Lu Ping.

"Well, I'm back."

Looking at the girl in front of him, Lu Ping seemed to feel a warm current flowing through his heart, all the years since his parents died, it was Sister Shuang who took care of his diet and daily life.

Lin Shuang, sixteen years old this year, two years older than Lu Ping, is the righteous daughter adopted by Lu Ping's mother Lin Xin, because it was on a winter street, the little girl who was less than four years old was full of white frost, curled up by the door of a family and shivering, so she was named Shuang, and followed her surname Lin, as for the previous name, she no longer remembered.

Lin Shuang regards Lin Xin and his wife as her biological mother and father, and since the death of the two of them, she has taken the initiative to take care of everything in this family, although there are only two of them, but it is everything to her. And she firmly believes that her younger brother is definitely not a waste, and her younger brother will definitely become a strong man, impressing those who ridicule and abuse him. Therefore, she contracted all the housework at home, and she also went out to help every day to earn some living expenses, just so that Lu Ping could practice with peace of mind.

Originally, as the young master of a family, Lu Ping would never be so embarrassed even if he was really a waste, but who made him have such a strong self-esteem? He didn't even tell Lu Qinghe about most of the robbery, and asked Lu Qinghe for help, he always believed that he could take it all back with his own hands. In fact, as long as Lu Qinghe, the captain of the family demon hunting team, said a word, he didn't dare to say much, but it was absolutely impossible for anyone to dare to beat Lu Ping's idea of basic monthly income.

"Yikes! Brother Ping, what's wrong with you? Are they bullying you again? Why did you hurt so badly?! When he got closer, Lin Shuang was startled, Lu Ping looked so miserable, his face was covered with blood, his clothes were torn everywhere, his arms were unnaturally drooping, and one leg was a little lame.

"It's nothing, it's just a little bit of a fall, don't worry!"

Lu Ping pretended to be full of anger, but in fact, others felt dying when they heard it.

Suddenly, tears filled Lin Shuang's eyes, and he rushed up in two steps, assisting Lu Ping's shoulders with both hands, "Who are you fooling?" Quick, go into the house and lie down. ”

Lu Ping was indeed about to lose his strength, and he persevered until now with a lot of perseverance, and with Lin Shuang's support, he finally walked to the bedroom, turned around and slowly lay on the bed, "No...... ......" tried to open his eyes and open his mouth, wanting to say something to Lin Shuang, but before he could finish speaking, he was confused and fainted.

The slender and white fingers probed in front of Lu Ping's nose to confirm that Lu Ping was asleep, "...... it", Lin Shuang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately, his good-looking brows furrowed, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Ping, I know what you have to say to me."

"You want me not to tell Uncle Qinghe, right?"

"If it's usual, they just rob you of your things, I can still bear it, because we can still make some money on our own and live well! But this time, they went too far and hurt you like this, I can't listen to you for anything! ”

Gently covering the quilt for Lu Ping, Lin Shuang got up and hurriedly walked outside the house, she must tell Lu Qinghe what happened from last year to now, and ask Lu Qinghe to call the shots. Because Lu Qinghe usually leads the demon hunting team outside, and rarely stays in the house, he must go as soon as possible on this day.

When Lu Ping fell asleep, his body began to operate the basic chanting technique on his own according to his habits, and his mental power circulated between several small meridians. Lu Ping spends the rest of his time cultivating every day, including when he is resting and sleeping, although his muscles are relaxed, his body has been running the mantra, so his body has formed a habit.

Suddenly, the gray beads on Lu Ping's chest flashed with brilliance, and disappeared in a flash, followed by a gray air flow flowing in from Lu Ping's chest, from top to bottom, and the small meridian bottlenecks along the way naturally opened when they met the air flow. Subsequently, the gray airflow slowly joined Lu Ping's telekinetic circulation, following Lu Ping's telekinetic power through the small meridians that had been opened.

Gradually, with the operation of the circle, Lu Ping's mental power became more and more turbulent and majestic, assuming that Lu Ping's mental power was a mountain stream before, then the current mental power is the surging river during the high tide period. The narrow meridians could not carry such a large amount of mental power, and they were slowly expanding in the squeezing, gradually surpassing the width of the small meridians of normal cultivators, until they reached three times the width of the small meridians of ordinary cultivators. At this time, the meridians have expanded to the limit that Lu Ping can bear, and if they continue to expand, there is a risk of bursting, and at that time, Lu Ping is estimated to explode and die.

However, this gray air flow seemed to have spirituality, and after the meridian expansion reached the limit, it began to lead the whole body's mental power to rush towards the bottlenecks of other small meridians, and the surging mental power was like a violent river rushing out of the embankment, following the operation route of the basic chanting, breaking through one bottleneck after another, increasing the mental power circulation formed by the basic chanting technique more and more, and all the small meridians that broke through expanded to the limit.

At the same time, the wounds on Lu Ping's body were also healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I don't know how long it took, the gray air flow became smaller and smaller, and when there was a trace left, the brilliance on its surface was already very dim, and then, like a hungry child rushing into his mother's arms to eat, rushed into the gray beads, and refused to come out.

The next day, early in the morning.

Lu Ping slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was Lin Shuang's sleeping little face, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had encountered something troublesome in his dream.

With a pain in his heart, he raised his hand to gently stroke Lin Shuang's hair, at this time, the sleeping Lin Shuang also opened his eyes, but the moment he saw Lu Ping who opened his eyes, he was completely sleepy, showed a smile, and said happily, "Brother Ping, you finally woke up, you must be hungry, right?" As he spoke, Lin Shuang sideways picked up a bowl of porridge from the table, Lu Ping's nose fluttered, and a burst of elixir aroma came to his nose.

"Come, drink a bowl of porridge."

"En......"

didn't have time to think about it, Lu Ping held the bowl and drank violently. In fact, Lu Ping felt hungry and thirsty when he woke up, and felt that he must have fainted for a long time, but somehow, Lu Ping felt that he suddenly became a lot stronger, and his hands were very powerful.

"Slow down, no one will rob you."

Lin Shuang looked at Lu Ping, who was gobbling up, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled slightly, and her eyes were filled with a light called happiness, "It would be nice if I could live a carefree life like this forever, but it's a pity...... Brother Ping is too persistent in cultivation, and I can't be an obstacle to him. Lin Shuang thought about it, and didn't notice that a burly figure slowly walked behind her.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Ah, Uncle Qinghe, why are you here?"

Hearing that the voice of the person who came was very familiar, Lu Ping immediately raised his head, and when he found that it was actually Lu Qinghe, he was surprised for a moment, and immediately understood that it must be his sister Lin Shuang who went to find Lu Qinghe, it seems that the things of more than a year cannot be hidden.

Originally, Lu Qinghe usually hunted demons outside for a long time to accumulate resources for the family, and even if he came back, he would take the initiative to serve as a family teacher and teach the children in the back, but this time it was the family's annual meeting, and he had to stay in the family for a month to hand over and arrange some work. During this period, he will definitely focus on his only nephew, and when the time comes, he will also find out about Lu Ping.

"You kid, as proud as your father, you don't know how to look for me when this kind of thing happens, and you ask me why I'm here?"

Lu Qinghe raised his hand and knocked on Lu Ping's forehead, but unfortunately it was raised high and fell gently.

Lu Ping smiled and scratched his head, "I don't want to distract you because of this little thing, I can solve it myself." ”

"Solve the fart! You think you're as good as your father? When your father was fourteen years old, he opened his pulse for one star, and the head of the family was crushed by your father back then, what about you? Not even a finger of that Lu Kun can compare. Lu Qinghe hit Lu Ping mercilessly, this time he had to know that it was powerful, otherwise he wouldn't know if he was killed one day, after all, Lu Ping's strength was too weak, and there were too many ways for him to die "accidentally".

Listening to Lu Qinghe's count, Lu Ping had no grievances in his heart, because he knew that Lu Qinghe cared about him, cared about him, and wanted to protect him well. Lu Ping was only unwilling in his heart, his talent was so poor, and it was so difficult to even start his cultivation, only four years ago, and he was already too far behind others. Even Lu Kun, who is two years younger than him, is already a nine-star mind! If this continues, the best ending of his life is to be an ordinary and ordinary manager of a small shop, and then slowly grow old.

"Come, let me check your physical condition and see if there are any dark injuries left." Then, Lu Qinghe's right hand lingered with a golden light that was invisible to ordinary people, and slowly pressed it on Lu Ping's shoulder.

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