Chapter 2: The Heart of the Strong

In the house where Dusty had come, a man and a woman were sitting in the main hall, as if they were talking about something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw that the man was dressed in a white robe, and there was a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows, which made him look magnificent.

This is the head of the famous barren family within a radius of 100 miles from Wuji City, with a single name and a heavenly character, and the person is as his name suggests, extremely domineering.

And the woman, dressed in a lilac silk robe, has a delicate complexion, slender eyebrows, a pointed face, and looks very young.

This woman is Yunxin, the mother of the desolate dust, and her strength is also good, and she is a light attribute.

The desolate sky is strong, metallic, good at using a golden knife, and it is far and wide. Otherwise, it is impossible to become the head of the barren family, and the talent is not bad, but although the status of the barren family is there, he has no real power.

The reason for all this is also because of the desolate dust, back then, the desolate was not the son of the desolate family, but the second child, but since he was a child, he showed excellent cultivation talent, and when the desolate family's son went out to experience and was killed, the desolate family successfully took over the position of the head of the desolate family.

And when Wasteland detected a non-attribute physique, Wasteland was also implicated, and his right to speak in the Wasteland family was slowly not as good as before.

When his son was bullied by outsiders, he couldn't fulfill his father's responsibilities because of the family's constraints, which was the most self-reproachful thing he had in the past five years.

Dusty knocked on the door and found that the door was not closed, so he pushed it open and walked in.

"Father, Mother, you're all here." When Wastedust saw that it was his father sitting on it, he raised his hand to say.

"Chen'er, why are you here? Are the clansmen bullying you again! Without waiting for Huangtian to speak, Yun Xin asked puzzled.

"Mother, when did I ever be bullied to complain to you!" Huangchen was very depressed, so he could only say helplessly.

Thinking about it, Yun Xin was too worried about the wasteland, so he said such a thing, and after listening to his son's words, Yun Xin smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Okay, Xin'er, you go down first, it is estimated that there may be something wrong with Chen'er, let me and Chen'er say a few words alone" Huangtian looked at Yunxin, who was a little embarrassed, and asked her to avoid it.

Yun Xin knew what Huang Tian meant, so he didn't say anything, looked at Huang Chen, and walked out of the door.

After Yunxin went out, Huangtian looked at Huangchen, changed his normal, and became like an amiable father.

"Chen'er, there's no outsider here, sit down." Araita said, pointing to the chair.

"Yes, father." Wasteland was not pretentious, so he sat on the chair where he started.

"You came to me this time, what's the matter? It's been a long time since you've been here. Aratian looked at his son's somewhat thin figure and asked with concern.

"Ah, it's true that I haven't been here for a long time, isn't it for fear of causing trouble to my father." Huangchen was stunned, and when he thought about it carefully, he really wanted to be here for a long time, and he didn't feel like he lowered his head.

"Okay, don't blame yourself, I didn't do anything to make your five years so hard when something like that happened" Aratian shook his head, and said in a somewhat low tone.

Seeing his father's self-blame, Wasteland remembered his father's appearance when he pleaded for himself, and he couldn't bear it.

"After all, my father is the head of the family, and I understand all of this, so you don't have to blame yourself, father." Wasteland comforted.

"Father, I came this time to ask you for some more advanced body forging techniques, those disciples practiced, I have already practiced them." Then Huangchen looked at Huangtian seriously and said.

As if he had expected his son to speak to him, Araten took out a few books from his arms and stuffed them into Arachen's hands.

"Take it, choose one you like, go and cultivate, I'll talk about it over there in the family!" Wasteland said firmly to Wasteland.

Huangchen looked at his father's determined gaze, and felt very warm in his heart.

"I can make my own decisions about the desolate technique, but if I cultivate resources, I can't do anything for my father" There was a hint of apology in Desolate Tian's eyes.

"It's okay, father, it's enough to have this, anyway, I can't use the resources I need now." Dust returned.

Hearing his father talk about cultivation resources, he couldn't help but think of his physique again, and an unwilling expression appeared on Huangchen's face again.

Seeing the appearance of his son, Huangtian felt very relieved, and secretly said in his heart: "It is worthy of being my son of Huangtian!" ”

After a while, Wastedust suddenly thought of something.

"Father, can you tell me something about this continent?" Looking at his father, Arachen asked again.

"I don't know much, after all, my strength is also very low, and I haven't gone out to wander, what I know is what I see in books, or what the elders in the clan told me." Huang Tian didn't hesitate, and then spoke.

"Our continent is called the Heavenly Desolate Continent, and it is divided into the Upper Three Regions and the Lower Kyushu." After a pause, he said, "The upper three domains are the Heavenly Desolate Domain, the Earth Desolate Domain, and the Burning Desolate Domain; The lower Kyushu states are Tianji Prefecture, Tianqian Prefecture, and Tiangang Prefecture; Diji State, Dikun State, Dikan State; Yanji State, Yanchen State, Yanlei State"

"And our Wuji City is just a city in the Extreme State under the Desolate Domain, and it is very small, it can be said to be insignificant."

"There are countless cities like ours in the world, and there are even more powerful forces than us."

"On this continent, the most scarce thing is cultivation resources, especially high-level, which are firmly controlled by those big forces, and the only way for us to obtain resources is to enter those mountain ranges and fight with our lives to find them."

"Of course, there are people who go to war for the sake of resources in order to get resources."

"There are many large and small secret realms on the mainland, and the birth of each secret realm represents war and killing!"

"Things out there are wonderful and enticing, but if you're not careful, you'll fall into the abyss! Hey, it's a pity I didn't have a chance to go out back then! ”

Huangtian tirelessly said, the more he said, the more his heart was boiling, thinking that when he was in high spirits, he also thought about going out, but he was stopped by Huangchen's grandfather, and the result was no more.

Seeing what his father said so wonderfully, Huangchen couldn't bear to interrupt, so he listened quietly.

"Hey, Chen'er, our desolate family is powerless about your physique, and I haven't heard of this kind of problem getting better, maybe only those powerful people outside will cure it!" Wasteland sighed and said to Wasteland slightly.

"Got it, Father!" Wastedust responded with a pretended disapproving look.

"I won't accept my fate, since this God is unfair to me, I will definitely find a way to be strong myself, if the sky stops me, I will go against the sky!!"

"I'm going to show those who look down on me that my desolation is not so easy to fall! I will definitely find a chance to go out and break through, maybe my physical problems can be solved! ”

"No one can deprive me of my belief in being strong, no one can !!" The sound of the desolate dust was much heavier.

In this voice, there is no immaturity at all, only a person's yearning for great power and rebellion against the injustice of fate!

Although Huang Chen can't cultivate now, he has the heart of a strong person.

At this moment, the figure of the desolate dust continued to enlarge in the eyes of the desolate sky, and the thinness had disappeared, replaced by a kind of strong, unyielding perseverance.

"Uh-huh. Listening to what you said, I am much more relieved, originally your mother and I were still worried that you would be decadent, but now it seems that you have really grown up! Aratian said with some excitement in his tone.

"Okay, it's not too early, you take a look at these few wild skills, pick one that suits you, and then find a chance to practice."

When Huangchen heard his father's words, he looked through them one by one, and after reading them, he knew the names of these three wild techniques, "Five Tiger Roar", "Rock Gong", and "Quenching Bone Gong".

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