"Damn, why am I so weak!", in the sunset, a young man was smashing the mountain with his hand, a deep pit was visible, the young man's weak figure was a little thin in the sunset, and there was thick liquid dripping down his fists, which was actually blood.

"Young master, are you there? The master has something to call you, look at the gloomy face, as if there is something important, you should go back quickly, otherwise you will be scolded again in a while!" At this time, a deep and powerful voice came.

Hearing this voice, the young man stopped waving his fists, shook his fists, which were a little numb from the blow, and turned around and responded: "Uncle Zhao, I know, just come!" The young man thought about what happened to him, sighed, and turned around and left the back mountain.

After some hurrying, the young man came to the backyard, this is the backyard of the Wang family, although it is three or four miles away from the back mountain, but with the profound cultivation of Zhao Quan's third-order spiritual master, it is only a matter of bare hands to transmit the voice to the ears of the young man.

The young man looked at the old man and shouted: "Uncle Zhao is good", this is the only person left in the family who is good to him, and then without waiting for the old man to respond, he walked into the courtyard of the Wang family, the old man looked at the back of the young man, sighed, and shouted: "Providence makes people!" waved his hand, and then disappeared.

The young man came to the door of a room, and was hesitating to enter, only to see that at this time, the door had been opened at some point, and the young man looked up, it was actually the third elder of the family, so he immediately lowered his head again, usually the three elders were the most unaccustomed to him, so naturally they did not dare to look at him.

Sure enough, I saw the third elder say: "Waste, what are you still doing here, the head of the family is calling you, why don't you go over quickly!" After saying that, he left without looking back.

The boy pushed open the wooden door of the room and walked in, and a somewhat sturdy middle-aged man looked at him with a stern gaze.

"The matter has been finalized, let's go to Qingshan City tomorrow! Okay, let's go out and prepare. The middle-aged man's tone was a little stiff and he waved his hand.

The young man originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the man's somewhat discolored face, he had to suppress the thoughts in his heart, and walked out helplessly. ”

The night passed, when the fish belly of the east was exposed, the boy got up, the items that should have been packed up one by one, the boy is the only son of the contemporary head of the Wang family, one of the three major families in Tiankeng Town, the infinite glory, but unfortunately the providence of the people, the child who was pinned on by the family was born with the innate true qi as one.

Ordinary people's innate true qi is generally three to four, and when they reach more than seven, they can be called geniuses, and ten is full of super geniuses who are rare to see in a hundred years to have the legendary physique, and his innate true qi is one, which is a natural waste physique, and his status has naturally plummeted, and Wang Zhentian, the head of the Wang family, has also been hit hard and aged a lot in this fact.

The position of the young master is also gone, and the position of the head of the Wang family is naturally impossible to hand over to a waste hand, so the young man has suffered from white eyes since he was a child, except for the previous Uncle Zhao who was good to him, even his father was lukewarm to him, and the others were naturally unscrupulous.

Qingshan City is a small city under the name of the Wang family, located in a remote area, and the people who generally go are some people who are not favored in the family, although there is no oil and water, but it is better to be stable, so Wang Zhencai moved the idea of sending Wang Lung to Qingshan City, and originally named him Wang Lung in the hope that he would become a king and Jackie Chan, so as to inherit the family's century-old foundation, but it was just the will of heaven to make people, so he had to reluctantly make this decision.

Although Qingshan City is a small city, it is only relative to Tiankeng Town, covering an area of not small, there are many small families, and the city lord's mansion is the most powerful, although Qingshan City is under the name of the Wang family, but the city lord is not the Wang family, but an official of the Tianlong Dynasty, and Tiankeng Town is just a remote place within the scope of the Tianlong Dynasty.

Wang Lung will practice boxing in the back mountain every morning, and will not go back until the afternoon, although he has no talent, but he is not willing to be an ordinary ordinary person, this morning he still came to the back mountain, and did not give up this important morning practice time because he was going to Qingshan City, Wang Lung punched punch after punch smashed the bottomless pit that had been beaten for a long time.

"Hey, what is this?" Feeling the touch of his fingertips, Wang Lung's face showed a puzzled look, and Wang Lung reached out and touched the object that he felt hard just now. Although he has no martial arts talent, the long-term blow makes the ordinary mountain stone just block Wang Long's fist, and it will never be as hard as it is today.

Wang Lung took a closer look and saw that a stone seemed to be embedded in the mountain, which looked so out of place. Wang Lung dug up with his hands, and gradually an object appeared in front of him, like a stone tablet used to remember, although the material was not very good, the dark stone looked ordinary, but the long-standing breath could not help but make people feel awe.

"What is this?" Wang Lung looked at the stele and said, "I haven't heard of it, there is an ancestral hall in the back mountain." Wang Lung grabbed the corner of the stele with both hands and pulled it out with all his might.

The stele stood there, as if it had suppressed a corner of the world, and the five big characters above the stele "Zhentian Emperor Stele" were majestic and powerful, as if they were carved out with extremely sharp weapons.

"Ahh

"This is definitely not a mortal thing", Wang Lung thought, "But how can I take it away!" Wang Lung looked at the huge volume of the stone stele, his face was full of helplessness, and he was thinking about it, but when the five big characters of "Zhentian Great Emperor Tablet" had long disappeared, and a faint light shone on Wang Lung's body, and suddenly Wang Lung stopped thinking, as if he saw something terrible, screamed, and fainted.

In a piece of heaven and earth, the sky and the earth are pale yellow, making it impossible to distinguish where the sky is and where the earth is, and a young man is lying on the ground in the distance, and a faint light envelops him. The boy opened his eyes and shook his dazed head, "Hey, what is this place?" and sat up, and the light on his body had long since disappeared.

Wang Lung looked at the surrounding environment, and as far as the eye could see, there was a pale yellow expanse, as if there was no end. Wang Lung felt that his head was still a little swollen, I don't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that there was something more in his mind. "Forget it, let's see how to get out of this ghost place first", Wang Lung suppressed the doubts in his heart and stood up, a pale yellow patch, making it impossible to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

"Let's go this way, there will always be a way to walk!" Wang Lung chose a random direction and began to run. Walking and walking, the pale yellow world is still the same color, and it has not changed at all. "Huh", Wang Lung seemed to have seen something incredible, and his face was full of surprise.

"Isn't this the place where I just lay down?" "Hell!", Wang Lung thought "Then I'll go in the opposite direction this time", Wang Lung thought about it, and did it, but after a while he found that he was back where he was.

Unable to walk out, Wang Lung simply gave up and continued walking, and sat up. In the pale yellow sky, a huge vertical eye was staring at him not far away, and the huge vertical eye exuded an evil aura. And Wang Lung didn't notice all this, he was confused, as if he had captured something, but it was just a hurry, so he didn't have time to catch it.

At that moment, he seemed to see a figure standing in the sky, the earth was so small under his feet, and his back was a star, but under his momentum, the stars also seemed vulnerable. Wang Lung knew that this must be an invincible powerhouse, at least as far as he knew, none of the strongest people in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty had such momentum.

At this moment, the picture suddenly changed, it was this strong man who was fighting with another person, that person's whole body was covered by a wide black robe, the black robed strong man was very strong, and the strong man standing in the air was on par with the strong man, two huge forces collided together, and an aftermath shattered a relatively close star.

After a while, one of the fragments of the shattered star shot towards Wang Lung, and immediately submerged into Wang Lung's dantian, and before Wang Lung could react, he felt a huge force explode in his body, and he fainted suddenly.

"This little guy doesn't know what luck he has taken, but he can actually get the star refining body!" There was a sound of surprise from the pale yellow sky, and then there was no sound, as if it had never sounded, and the pale yellow world was still quiet and scary.

Wang Lung had never been so relaxed, as if all his troubles were far away from him, he really wanted to sleep forever like this, those humiliating and mocking faces, he never wanted to see them again, his consciousness became weaker and weaker, his breathing began to be rapid, and he didn't know when he would fall asleep to death.

Gradually, he felt his flesh tearing, and the pain caused him to wake up suddenly. "Ah, it hurts me to death", Wang Lung only felt that every inch of his skin was torn open due to excessive tearing, and small strands of blood slowly flowed out of the wound, more and more, and after a while, Wang Lung became a bloody man.

"No, I can't die here, my life shouldn't end like this", the pain made Wang Lung a little delirious, but thinking of those who cared about him, as well as the smug faces of those who laughed at him, and his unyielding will, Wang Lung still retained a trace of sanity after all.

Wang Lung's flesh was torn into pieces of minced flesh, and he searched all over his body, but he couldn't find even a complete piece, but the tearing sensation did not decline, and Wang Lung could still feel the pain caused by the tearing, and the huge pain was something that Wang Lung could not ignore no matter what.

I don't know how long it took, maybe hundreds of years, maybe it was an instant, just when Wang Lung was numb and about to lose his will because of the pain, he suddenly found that the pain was actually showing signs of abating, and gradually became clearer and clearer, and Wang Lung knew that it was not an illusion, but a real weakening.

The pain became weaker and weaker, until it disappeared completely, and Wang Lung's will slowly recovered. "This pain is really not human!" Wang Lung still had palpitations, and suddenly he felt another movement in his body, "No, it's so unlucky, it's coming!" Wang Lung was startled, and hurriedly sat up, that kind of pain, he didn't want to feel it again. But he found that no matter how hard he tried, his limbs were like a thousand pounds of iron, and he couldn't move at all.

"Alas, come on, come on, who's afraid of whom!" Just when Wang Lung closed his eyes tightly, ready to accept this pain, the huge pain as he thought did not come, "Hey, what is the situation?" Wang Lung was a little puzzled, but the abnormal movements in his body became more and more frequent, "If you don't come, don't come, I don't want to bear that pain anymore." "If he could not bear the pain, Wang Lung would not have found guilt himself.

At this time, if Wang Lung would look inward, he would find that there was a small stream of clear water flowing in his meridians, the meridians that were a little shriveled due to the lack of innate true qi, at this time they became rounded, and a trace of black objects was squeezed down from the meridians, slowly gathering into a black ball, and his meridians began to become white as snow, revealing a divine aura, at this time the abnormal movement had disappeared, Wang Lung stood up, and moved his somewhat numb limbs.

"It's time to go back, I don't know how long it's been since I came out, my father should be worried. Wang Lung thought about it, and then found the exit, "Hey, what is this?" Wang Lung suddenly noticed a black shadow not far away, thought about it, and rushed towards the black shadow.