In June and July, during the scorching heat, the sky was clear blue, the sun hung like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to be burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

The vegetation in the mountains and forests is particularly vigorous, the leaves of the Xuanyuan cypress are shiny and shiny, and the branches on the branches are constantly screaming irritably, as if they are shouting and cheering for the scorching sun.

"Bang!"

At the foot of Jing Mountain outside Xuanwu Town, on a forest meadow, a teenager, with his fists and feet wrapped around strips of cloth, stood bare-chested in front of a big tree that was thick and thick for two people, punching and kicking one after another, hitting the trunk of the tree heavily.

"Bang!" "Bang!" a dull sound echoed through the woods, and the place where it had been hit was visibly dented, with a little scarlet bark debris flying around.

Where the boy stood, sweat wet the ground, and even the scorching sun, which was like a flowing fire, still didn't have time to dry the sweat on the ground.

This shirtless boy is naturally Emperor Qiyao, on the Star Dou Continent, there are nearly half of the human race limited by the constraints of physique, and he cannot become a star power warrior. The other half of the human race has nearly ninety percent of the mediocre talents, even if they become star power warriors, they will not achieve much. The remaining less than one of the ten Terrans is still talented, and if they are diligent, they can make a small difference.

Emperor Qiyao had a master when he was a child, and it was the emperor's destiny that was one in ten thousand, but he did not give birth to the heart of martial arts.

But after being reborn, Emperor Qiyao will not sit still, rather than looking for the boundless possibility, perseverance and diligence, these things are what he can control.

"Bang!" Bang!" The dull fist, the sound of the instep hitting the trunk of the tree alternately still echoes in the forest, this kind of tree, named Xuanyuan cypress, named after the legend that Emperor Xuanyuan had ascended to heaven on the top of this mountain hundreds of millions of years ago!

Xuanyuan cypress is evergreen all year round, its vitality is extremely tenacious, its bark is extremely tough, and it has the ability to heal, this healing can not only heal oneself, but also heal others.

Emperor Qiyao didn't know how many punches he had made, how many kicks he had kicked, and finally exhausted all his strength, he sat on a stone with his support for the trunk, picked up some clean Xuanyuan cypress bark from the ground, threw it directly into his mouth and chewed it quickly, smeared it on his scarred fist and instep, took out a new white cloth from the package, and tied his fists and footpack round by circle.

Those who practice martial arts must often use healing herbs, otherwise they will be left with dark wounds, and if they accumulate too much, they may be crippled or even die.

Of course, there are many herbs that are more healing than Xuanyuan cypress bark and can nourish the body and even the body, but without exception the price is expensive, and it is more practical to use this free Xuanyuan cypress bark with the status of Emperor Qiyao in the emperor's family.

Emperor Qiyao rested for half an hour, allowing the wound to fully absorb the medicinal power of Xuanyuan cypress bark, and just as he stood up and was about to continue practicing boxing, a middle-aged man with a thin figure and hands behind him walked out of the woods, and his usually serious face softened, and said, "Haven't you already given up?"

This middle-aged man is the young father, Dichen, who used to bring young people here for training, but three months ago, Diqiyao was in a mood, and his father said a few words, and he never came again.

What the boy didn't know was that even so, his father would come here every day for the past three months, and he might still have some obsession in his heart.

But in the past three months, the boy has never come again, and his father is also a little disheartened, who knows that today has not approached, the familiar sound of tree trunk beating, echoing in this forest, also knocked on the father's heart.

Silently watching the young man punch and kick after kick, his father's eyes were red and wet.

Emperor Qiyao glanced at his father, shrugged his shoulders, then turned to the stump, and said: "I haven't practiced for three months, but my skills are a little rusty, my father can rest assured, the child already knows where the road is." ”

Dichen's eyes exuded a complicated gaze, and he looked deeply at the back of the young man in front of the tree trunk, exhaled for a long time, and said slowly:

"Well, the strongest trees do not grow under the shelter of the forest, but in the open space that is exposed to the blows of wind and rain. Trees that can't withstand the blow of wind and rain are useless.

In the same way, those who have not experienced the trials and tribulations are also embarrassed.

The heart of martial arts is given by God, but warriors must go through the trials of wind and rain in order to do all kinds of miraculous things, turning the invisible into visible and the impossible into possible.

Therefore, the path on which we should walk is not the one where the sun shines and the wild flowers bloom, but it is a narrow path that will be attacked by the winds of the underworld, sharp stones, protruding thorns, and vicious beasts.

There is pain and healing, there is tears and care, there are trials and there are victories, and only after the trials can you become pure gold. “

Di Chen paused, approached the tree trunk, saw the fist footprints and bloodstains on the trunk, and then looked at Di Qiyao's bandaged hands, and also twitched the corners of his eyes and said: "It seems to be a bit ruthless, such a practice, if you rely on the bark of the Xuanyuan cypress alone, your hand will be injured, and it will be useless!"

Emperor Qiyao didn't speak, he was reborn in a lifetime, he wanted to change his life against the sky, if the little flesh pain could not be overcome, what else to talk about against the sky, what to say to change his life?

Di Chen sighed, took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it layer by layer, and said, "Qiyao, this is for you." ”

Emperor Qiyao looked back, but saw a jasper Ruyi-like Ganoderma lucidum lying quietly in a cloth bag, this Ganoderma lucidum looks to be at least a hundred years old, it is a fine medicine for healing injuries and blood, a thin slice is enough at a time, and the medicinal properties are mild, the medicinal power is strong, just this Ganoderma lucidum, the value is at least one hundred gold coins.

Emperor Qiyao paused for a moment, looked at his father and said, "This Lingzhi...."

I saw that Di Chen's fingertips were shining with a faint blue light, and with a slight stroke, he cut off a slice of Ganoderma lucidum, and then stuffed it into Di Qiyao's mouth when he came out of his mind, and the rest of the Ganoderma lucidum was also put into Di Qiyao's hand.

said: "This Ganoderma lucidum was originally bought for you, and I also helped your grandfather take care of some business in the clan, and I still have some income." ”

Emperor Qiyao was silent for a while, put away the Lingzhi, and said, "The child will not let his father down." ”

Dichen nodded in satisfaction and turned back.

A piece of Ganoderma lucidum enters the abdomen, and a trace of warm medicinal power slowly invades the muscles, feeling the soreness and numbness of the muscles, and even the slow changes of the muscles can be felt, and then spreading to the limbs.

Emperor Qiyao had an expression of enjoyment on his face, and he raised his arms very affectionately and shouted:

"Hah!"

Emperor Qiyao slammed his whip leg on the trunk of the tree, and Xuanyuan Bai trembled violently, as if blown by a strong wind, and the branches and leaves on the top of the tree swished, flying down like a goddess scattering flowers.

The young man in front of the trunk stood with his legs folded, his heart was ethereal, and he fell into the misheterostly....

At this time, Emperor Qiyao felt that the aura of the stars between heaven and earth was inhaled into his body and became a stream of heat, a feeling he had never experienced before.

"Is it finally coming?" Emperor Qiyao immediately used his mind to control the flow of heat in his body.

"Don't scatter, don't..." Emperor Qiyao looked forward to it in his heart, his attention was more concentrated, all his spirits completely felt this small stream of heat, perhaps because of the rebirth of the first life, Emperor Qiyao clearly felt that his spiritual power was extremely strong.

"Not good!"

He could clearly feel the heat flow slowly dissipate, and then walk in all directions, along the limbs.

"Well, did it fail..."

Emperor Qiyao sighed in his heart

Suddenly---

"That's not right!"

Emperor Qiyao seemed to have discovered a shocking secret, and the spiritual power he had just collected was concentrated and swept into his body again, but he saw that the heat flow that flowed to the limbs and hundreds of bones did not dissipate, but merged into the musculoskeletal of the body, and then the bones in his body suddenly clicked, and then Emperor Qiyao was happy to find that his body seemed to be slightly elevated.

"Tianshu Mortal Star Realm!"

Emperor Qiyao's small hands were clenched, feeling the power between the stretching muscles, and Emperor Qiyao was very excited at this moment, and he could even hear his heart beating violently.