This is a small island, and this is a small oval island with a radius of several hundred miles called Tiannan Island.

The island is surrounded by a blue sea, and the water is sparkling and glittering in the sun.

The island is lush, a piece of green, all kinds of ancient trees towering to the sky, like a sapphire inlaid with a jadeite, very beautiful, and sometimes there are bursts of birds and beasts roaring, which is fascinating.

The island is dotted with small villages, and at first glance it looks like there is a magnificent castle on the island, but it is not very large.

It was noon, the sun was scorching, setting off a heat wave on the land, and in a small village called Fishing Village, a swarthy boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old was walking in his courtyard.

He raised his hands flat, his thighs were bent at ninety degrees, his head was covered by the scorching sun, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell down the young man's dark face, and the sweat evaporated after falling to the ground for a while, which showed the high temperature.

The young man's skin is dark and shiny, his thick eyebrows are slightly raised, his eyes are bright and flashing, as if reflecting the stars in the sky, it is extremely bright, his nose is high, and he is very three-dimensional, but he is only about one meter six tall, which is relatively short among his peers, he is very thin, there is almost no flesh on his body, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skinny.

The young man looked ordinary, but there was a sense of determination on his face.

"Xiaofan, stop practicing, come and eat. A voice came abruptly from inside the red-brick and blue-tiled house, which was very magnetic.

"Got it, mother. Chen Fan finished his zama step, panting, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his dark and thin hands, and walked straight to the house.

The interior of the house is very simple, there are not many decorations, but they are neat and uniform, and there is no mess at all.

I saw two steaming plates of steaming dishes on a quaint blue wooden table, one plate containing a fragrant fish, the size of a human head, and the other plate of green vegetables.

A haggard-looking woman dressed in gray cloth and wearing a black towel was holding two bowls of rice, smiled at Chen Fan, and said, "Come and eat, my mother has served it for you." ”

This woman in gray is Chen Fan's mother, Wang Lan.

Seeing that his mother was so haggard when she was not yet forty years old, Chen Fan felt very uncomfortable, as if he had pressed a stone on his heart, and he panicked.

This is all because of himself, Chen Fan's bones have been weak since birth, and he didn't weigh much when he was born, which made Wang Lan and his wife feel very puzzled, and they didn't eat bad when they were pregnant?

It is said that thin people don't eat much, and this sentence works for other people, but it doesn't work at all in Chen Fan.

Chen Fan is obviously extremely thin, he can't help but be weak, and he walks trembling slightly, but he eats a lot, and the combined food of Wang Lan and his wife is less than one-third of Chen Fan's.

Eat a lot, but don't grow meat, this is Wang Lan's evaluation of Chen Fan after years of observation.

Chen Fan took the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Wang Lan, a trace of perseverance flashed in his eyes, he sat down and began to gobble up, he was really hungry and panicked, and he finished eating a bowl of rice after a while.

One bowl, two bowls...... It wasn't until the fifth bowl that Chen Fan put down the chopsticks, patted his stomach, and burped.

"Mother, won't Dad come back at noon?" Chen Fan looked at Wang Lan.

"Alas, your father and your second uncle went out to sea early this morning to fish, and there is no news so far, which is really worrying. Wang Lan took a bite of the dish, sighed, and frowned.

Chen Fan closed his eyes and didn't speak, his father has suffered too much over the years, all for himself, if it weren't for himself, his father wouldn't have to work so hard.

When his eyes opened, Chen Fan let out a sigh, and the trace of perseverance in his eyes became even firmer.

Since he was born, Chen Fan has eaten a lot of food, and he has to eat a lot every day, and the family's originally relatively solid conditions have gradually become almost uncovered, so his father has to go out to sea to fish, and use the fish he catches to buy in the city, and finally exchange for food.

Chen Fan felt very guilty about this, and had a sense of guilt, hating himself for being so thin and weak, without any strength, he couldn't help his father at all, but instead made the family bear a huge burden, and he knew that his father and mother didn't dare to have a second child It was also related to this.

"Mother, I'm going to practice. Chen Fan no longer thinks about this, it is better to act, he feels that he is about to break through, it may be tomorrow, or it may be today, Chen Fan's face returned to calm, got up and walked out of the door, he knew that blindly feeling guilty was not the way.

"Just finished eating, rest for a while and then practice!" Wang Lan knew that her son wanted to cultivate and become stronger, so he would share some of the burden for the family as soon as possible, but Chen Fan was not a seedling of cultivation at all, he started cultivating at the age of seven, and now he is fourteen years old, and in seven years, he has not yet entered the first level of the body training mirror, this talent is really embarrassing, and he dare not compliment.

Chen Fan smiled at his mother, showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and did not speak.

This world advocates martial arts, the strong are respected, the weak are only worthy of being a slave to the strong, as long as you have the strength, you can have all ———— money, beauty, power, and even open a country, sitting on endless rivers and mountains, enjoying all the glory and wealth.

And if you want to become a strong person, you have to cultivate, and you have to practice your body at the beginning, only by polishing your body round and flawless, and reaching the realm of qi and blood like a dragon, that is, the ninth level of the physical training realm, can you begin to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, let the aura enter the meridians, wash the muscles and cut the marrow, and then impact the spiritual mirror.

Chen Fan knew that his talent was very poor, so he never dared to slack off, and after seven years of cultivation, no matter the scorching sun, ice and snow, wind and rain, lightning and thunder, he did not give up, but God was so unfair that he still did not let Chen Fan step into the body training mirror.

If you give up, it's really unwilling.

Maybe Chen Fan felt that there was no hope for cultivation before, but now it is different, maybe there is still hope to step into the first weight of the body training mirror, when the time comes, you can sense the martial soul, if there is a martial soul, then you can obtain the cultivation qualification given by God, and then impact the Na Ling Mirror, on the contrary, if there is no martial soul, you can't step into the Na Ling Mirror, at most you can cultivate to the ninth level of the body training mirror, because only by relying on the martial soul can you absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the stronger the martial soul and the more cherished, the faster the speed of absorbing the aura, and the faster the cultivation.

Chen Fan thinks that he still has hope for cultivation, because his appetite has been getting smaller and smaller in the past month, he used to have at least ten bowls of a meal, but now he is full after five bowls, and his body seems to have become stronger, more energetic than before, and the time for Zama to step is also longer, all of which seems to indicate that Chen Fan's body is about to recover.

Suppressing some impulsive feelings, Chen Fan walked out of the door and started to walk in the courtyard.

Martial arts practice pays attention to the next game, as long as the next game is stable, then it is almost invincible in the realm of Tongzhong.

Chen Fan can be said to have spent most of his time in Zama walking, running with weights, and exercising his arm strength the rest of the time, but he doesn't grow muscles at all.

The scorching sun was in the sky, sprinkling dazzling golden light, time was like flowing water, an hour, two hours, three hours, Chen Fan sweated like rain, the gray clothes on his body were soaked, and his legs were shaking, but Chen Fan was still insisting, he knew that he was about to break through, seeing that Chen Fan's eyes were gradually dilated, and his lips were gradually dry and wrinkled, he was going to die.

Suddenly, a soft sound came from Chen Fan's body, like a heavenly sound, and then, bursts of warm currents seemed to appear out of thin air, nourishing Chen Fan's exhausted body.

Chen Fan's flesh greedily absorbed these warm currents, like nectar moistening the withered grass.

"The first layer has finally broken through. Chen Fan ignored the blazing sun, dancing happily, and was extremely excited.

"After so many years, I finally succeeded, father, mother, don't worry, I will definitely let you live a good life and no longer suffer. Chen Fan's eyes are like torches, and his firm belief is contained in it.

At this moment, Chen Fan glanced into the distance and saw two figures strolling with fish baskets on their backs under the hot sun, talking and laughing.

(End of chapter)