The cold gale whistled throughout the mountain forest, mixed with a little wet wind swept away to the low part of the mountain forest, the distant sky is still so dark, dense clouds gathered together, as if telling the arrival of a storm, Tianbao Town is located in the northeast region of an inconspicuous market town, every year Tianbao Town will pour into a large number of caravans, the bustling market town attracts most of the merchants to live here, at the same time the bustling market town also occupies two major families, namely the war family and the underworld family, there is no doubt that the two families are cultivators, In this Tianluo Continent where the strong are respected, having strength means having status, the weak can only be bullied and humiliated by the strong, to become a strong person must continue to practice, constantly become stronger, the Tianluo Continent has a vast area, and the strong are countless, the fall of a generation of strong people will surely mark the birth of the next generation of strong people, but in this endless years, the transformation from weak to strong is happening all the time, just like walking on the never-ending road, the transformation on the road of the strong will mark the never-ending war, In this world of martial arts, only the strong can change their own fate, and even change the fate of the family, but not long ago, the war washed away the entire war family, and the prosperous war family is now just a vast scorched earth, maybe no one will regret this extinct family, in this strong period to suppress the weak's life wheel, no one will regret whether the fate of others is full of twists and turns and disasters, they only care about whether the unknown world can find a turning point to break through their own destiny, I care if I can find a point of convergence that is not afraid of the noise of things and customs and strive for the maximum degree of self-interest, but maybe some people will recall the bits and pieces that happened between them when the Zhan family was standing in Tianbao Town, of course, they did not tell others the secrets of their hearts, because this represents disaster and death, the north wind is still blowing vaguely, carrying a slight wet moisture, blowing on the gatehouse of every family, Uncle Wang's house is still the same as usual, but today there is an extra black-haired young man on his mattress, and the young man is in a dizzy state, From the young man's rough hands, it can be seen that it is a pair of weather-beaten hands, Uncle Wang also wondered today, went out to do farming and met a dizzy head, look at this young man's year is light, strong and strong did not expect to be so weak and can't help the wind, there is no doubt that Uncle Wang's family has been farmers for generations, from his ancestors to his generation has not known how many generations, the perennial agricultural life has limited his knowledge, the only thing that is certain is that this young man is not a person from the near land, because the eldest brother and sister-in-law in this vicinity, the eldest aunt and aunt whose son, grandson, he knows, Only this young man has not seen it, which also makes Uncle Wang feel a headache, he also deeply remembers that three years ago, Niu Xiaohei's son Niu Er offended a young master Fan when he rushed to the market town, and was beaten to death, and he didn't even have a chance to shout guilt, Niu Xiaohei's mother-in-law washed her face with tears every day, and finally, died of sadness, although Uncle Wang had no heirs, but he loved the home he guarded, and the land he loved all his life, he was like a lonely wild horse, always wandering in familiar places, wanting to go to distant places, But he is still reluctant to raise the grassland of his life, maybe his life has come to an end, and he does not want his home, the land where he lives, to be catastrophiced because of his fault.