"Wenchang, you run slowly, don't fall," a young mother shouted to the child running back and forth in front of the door, her eyes full of love.

"Mom, look, I can run...... Ahem...... Is it possible to practice martial arts? The child shouted at his mother with pride, he was Wenchang

"Yes, yes, you stop. Looking at the lovely child, the young mother replied with a smile on her face, but the child did not notice a trace of sadness in the mother's eyes.

......

After a while, it was getting dark, and Xiao Wenchang fell asleep quietly. Outside the door, my mother was whispering something to a man in black.

"What are you doing here?" said the mother unceremoniously.

"Yuwu?, what are you talking about, you and I are a family......" The man in black shook his head helplessly, and continued rather sadly, "I've really suffered you all these years." ”

"Hmph, I have cut off relations with you since the day I married the Wen family. You don't have to pretend here. ”

"Oh, my stupid sister! Our father is angry, angry! For so many years, his old man has been thinking about you and Chang'er all the time!"

"My mother and son don't need you to worry about it, don't say it, get out of here quickly, I don't want to see you again!"

"Yuwu!" the man in black whispered and scolded, "That's it, I won't say more, you don't think about yourself, do you want your children to suffer with you?" Dad has already said, as long as you want, our family welcomes you and Chang'er at any time." ”

"No need, I have already broken off with him. Zhang Yuwu said indifferently.

"Chang'er is in such a good health now, if he is not treated in time, I am afraid that he will die at any time! Can you really bear to watch him die young? The old man is very concerned about this child!"

Hearing this, a trace of pain flashed on Zhang Yuwu's face. "Who made my child suffer like this! You tell me!" For a while, Zhang Yubao was extremely angry, staring at the 'brother' in front of him with a pair of red eyes.

The man in black hesitated again and again, obviously not knowing how to answer, and finally helplessly squeezed out a few words from his mouth, "I'm sorry......"

"In order to prevent me from marrying into the Wen family, he used such a vicious trick to harm my child! At that time, he never thought that this was his own grandson!" Zhang Yuwu became more and more excited. looked at the man in black coldly.

"My own sister, the past has passed after all, and we are always a family...... ”

Seeing that Zhang Yuwu didn't respond, the man in black continued, "That's it, I can't stay here for too long, this is Ju Ling San, and you also know the efficacy of this medicine." After eating three grains, Wenchang's body will be healed. However, ......" did not continue to say the words on his lips. "You should be able to understand our father's intentions. ”

"But what?" Zhang Yuwu was also shocked when he saw this medicine. This 'Gathering Soul Scatter' can be regarded as a miracle medicine. Legend has it that the dead were brought back to life. My brother was able to take out this medicine...... My heart is somewhat relieved.

But seeing that her brother wanted to stop talking, she knew that this matter was not so simple.

The man in black sighed, "Although it can be guaranteed that the body is safe, but the martial vein is afraid that it will never be born again...... Gathering spirits to disperse, gathering spirits to transform qi, and cultivating oneself with spirits, but it ruined the martial arts......"

One sentence is like a thunderbolt from the sky, of course Zhang Yuwu knows the seriousness of this sentence!

Martial arts, as the foundation of a person who practices martial arts, if you don't have it, you can't cultivate martial arts! In this martial world, if you can't practice martial arts, you are equivalent to a wasted person!

"That's vicious! That's what he had planned, didn't he?"

The man didn't speak, lowered his head, and didn't dare to meet Zhang Yuwu's eyes.

"Yes, well, I thanked the sir. My mother and I took this medicine. He snatched the medicine bottle from the man's hand and slammed the door shut......

"Hey, what kind of sin is this!" The man in black shook his head and sighed through the door, "That's it, sister, take care, I'm leaving." In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

Behind the door, Zhang Yuwu looked at the sleeping child, and tears flowed involuntarily......

The Wen family is one of the largest families in Fengzhou City, in the early years it was by the ancestors of Wenyuan to work hard, and after the death of the immortals, this great family business was passed on to his three sons, the eldest son Wenjing, the second son Wenbo, and the third son Wenjushri. Today, it has been passed down for nearly 400 years.

With the decline of the family, coupled with the suppression of other surrounding families, the Wen family is no longer a monopoly. In order to be able to concentrate resources on gifted people, and to be able to gain a foothold in this Toyosu city. Every once in a while, the people in the family will be tested, and those who pass will stay in the family village, and those who fail will be sent out of the village.

Generally speaking, everyone chooses to settle in Wenyuan Town, which is the closest to the family village and is also the boundary of the Wen family, so everyone can know what the movements are.

Because of this rule, over time, many clansmen who have not cultivated enough have given up the idea of returning to the village, and settled down in this 'outer village'.

The laws of the clan are strict, and people from outside and inside are not allowed to interact with each other at will, and only on important festivals can outsiders set foot in the family land!

And Wenchang and his mother Zhang Yuwu are "foreigners" at this time. The two depended on each other in Wenyuan Town, and Zhang Yuwu first learned pharmacology and made a living by selling herbs. Although the life is hard, it is comfortable.

It's just that every nightfall, Xiao Wenchang will see his mother quietly wiping a few tears in the dark, although I don't know why, but I firmly remember it in my heart.

Although Wenchang is small, he is very sensible, although he has a pretense in his body, he often helps his mother clean the pharmacy and do what he can. This made Zhang Yuwu quite pleased.

......

Time flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, Xiao Wenchang is already six years old, as early as two years ago, with the elixir quietly handed over by his 'uncle', Wenchang's illness has long been cured, but he has no martial arts veins and cannot practice martial arts.

This also means that he and his mother will never be able to return to the "inner clan......

Before dawn on this day, Zhang Yuwu went out to collect medicine, leaving Wenchang alone at home to take care of the store.

After a while, a group of children shouted slogans from far and near, which was the trumpet shouted by the foreign Wenjia disciples after returning from morning practice.

Although people of foreign clans can no longer get many foils from the clan, for the sake of the prosperity of the family, the clan will still send capable masters to set up a "martial arts school" in Wenyuan Town to help these "foreign" disciples practice martial arts.

And Wenchang's happiest thing every day is standing at the door and watching the team of peers running in front of the house.

They were sweating profusely, full of vitality, which made people look energetic.

This group of children is uniformly dressed, dressed in green clothes and cloth shirts, with a big text embroidered on it, and they are very good-looking.

Wen Chang was looking fascinated, and he didn't know who shouted, and the team of children stopped. At this moment, a young man came out of the front of the line.

Although the young man was only a few years older than these children, he was born with big shoulders and a round waist, and looked like an adult.

His name is Wen Xiong, and he is the son of the owner of the foreign "Martial Arts Hall".

Seeing Wen Xiong, he came to Wen Chang.

"Why is it a little man, what are you looking at blindly every day, can you understand?" looked down at Wen Chang, and said contemptuously, quite unkindly.

Wen Chang didn't hear the unkindness in the other party's words, nodded with a smile, and said weakly, "I also want to cultivate martial arts like you." ”

When Nawen Xiong heard this, he turned around and said to the children, "See! Hahaha! This little cripple also wants to learn martial arts!"

Wenchang's frailty and illness are no secret in the clan, everyone knows it. For so many years, he has silently endured the contempt and teasing of everyone.

Seeing them laughing at himself, Wenchang was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

But Nawen Xiong still didn't mean to stop, and then said, "Okay, you can learn if you want, I can do a word!"

Wen Chang looked at him and said coldly, "What do you mean." ”

"It's very simple, if you can pick up an elixir from the back mountain, you can take any one! As long as you can get it back, I'll tell my dad and accept you exceptionally!"

"Really!?" Hearing this, Wen Chang only felt that his eyes lit up, and he was quite excited! For a while, he was a little overjoyed! This was his dream all along!

"I'm Wentai to speak, and I speak with all my words!" Although he is not yet nine years old, this young man is as loud as a bell, and his speech is quite imposing.

"Okay! You can't go back!" Wen Chang didn't know that this guy was playing tricks on him, and said confidently.

Wen Xiong didn't reply to him, patted Wen Chang's head, laughed and left with everyone. However, he didn't expect that his words would plant an indelible seed in Wenchang's heart. Although the young man was only a few years older than these children, he was born with big shoulders and a round waist, and looked like an adult.

His name is Wen Xiong, and he is the son of the owner of the foreign "Martial Arts Hall".

Seeing Wen Xiong, he came to Wen Chang.

"Why is it a little man, what are you looking at blindly every day, can you understand?" looked down at Wen Chang, and said contemptuously, quite unkindly.

Wen Chang didn't hear the unkindness in the other party's words, nodded with a smile, and said weakly, "I also want to cultivate martial arts like you." ”

When Nawen Xiong heard this, he turned around and said to the children, "See! Hahaha! This little cripple also wants to learn martial arts!"

Wenchang's frailty and illness are no secret in the clan, everyone knows it. For so many years, I have been silently enduring it