In the past few days, there have been visions on the continent at the end of the day, and there are blood-red clouds floating in the sky, and sometimes, red rain falls. [Latest chapter reading.]

The people of the entire continent are very panicked, they think that the end of the world is coming, because for many years, this kind of thing has never happened in the end of the world, and the blood rain is on the head, which is clearly a sign of troubled times.

And at this moment, on a back mountain of the Qingyang Sect, a young man about ten years old looked up at the sky, looking at the suspended red clouds, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

But with the sound of footsteps, the mysterious smile vanished, and the little face turned pale, and then got up and turned back.

"Oops, you found out again, Ling Feng, how did you know I was coming. ”

A little boy with a tiger head and a tiger brain grinned, and he was still holding a hot steamed bun in his hand.

"With your chubby body, I naturally know who it is, except for you Zhou Xiaopang, who else. ”

Ling Feng finished smiling, then looked at the steamed bun in the other party's hand and asked, "Where did you get this steamed bun from, won't it be another stealing ......?"

"Shhhh......h ”

"Thank you. Ling Feng was moved in his heart, took the steamed bun and ate it, not caring about the black paw prints on it.

"You eat first, I'll go chop wood and make a fire." ”

After speaking, Zhou Xiaopang ran away.

Ling Feng, who was eating steamed buns, sat down and couldn't help but sigh in his mouth.

He is ten years old this year and has been in this world for ten years.

Ten years ago, he was born as a baby in a large family, but his mother did not pass through the door at that time, so the whole family was not good to his mother.

Finally, his mother, when he was five years old, died of illness in the firewood room, and at that time, Ling Feng knew that his father was even more ruthless, and directly threw a silver ingot and drove him out.

At that time, Ling Feng was only five years old, and he couldn't even move a twenty-pound thing, let alone get rid of his dead mother.

Later, Ling Feng hired someone to take his mother away, found a place to bury it, and the ingot of silver was also spent.

Under the pressure of hunger and cold, he was taken in by the elders of Qingyangmen who came down the mountain, and until now, he has become a servant of Qingyangmen who chops wood and burns fire.

There's no way, the qualifications of his body are really not very good, others can see the talent at the age of seven or eight, and he is still like an ordinary person, he has nothing.

In this world, people determine a person's achievements by virtue of the root of wisdom, and during the test, if you have a wisdom root, then your future achievements can only wander in the swordsman.

If there are two Huigen, then you will be qualified to enter the swordsman in the future, and if the third one is a swordsman.

That is, according to the division of strength, it is divided into nine levels, from swordsman to swordsman, followed by the sword master, the sword king, the great sword king, the sword emperor, the great sword emperor and the sword honor.

There are nine levels, each level is level one to nine, and when you reach the Sword Venerable, you are the true master of this world.

However, Ling Feng heard that there were too few people who had reached the Sword Venerable, and for tens of thousands of years, there were very few who had reached it, and there were not many Sword Emperors who already knew about it, let alone the Great Sword Emperor.

Just when Ling Feng came back to his senses, the steamed bun in his hand was already cold, and a cool breeze blew up under the cliff, and his thin clothes couldn't resist it at all, so he couldn't help but shiver.

Sighing, Ling Feng got up, stuffed the steamed bun into it in one gulp, and after feeling some strength in his body, he went back.

Because of his weak physique, he often can't eat, and sometimes, he can't eat for three or two days, so Zhou Xiaopang occasionally brings him a steamed bun to eat.

After returning to his room, Ling Feng was just about to lie down and rest when there was a quick knock on the door.

He walked over to open the door, and as soon as he opened it, a fat man outside grabbed him, and under the force, his wrist felt very painful, and Ling Feng frowned.

"Fat steward, what are you looking for me to do. ”

"You dead boy, do you know that the master of the door will have to eat with the elders in a while, and now it's getting dark, hurry up and chop wood for me to make a fire. ”

Ling Feng looked at the sky, because of the red clouds, he couldn't tell when it was, but according to his experience, I am afraid that it was already evening, and he had been thinking about things before, and he had actually forgotten about this stubble.

"Okay, I know, I'll be right over. ”

Ling Feng broke free of the fat steward's hand and hurriedly left with the other party.

This fat steward is the top boss of several of them, and the other party's responsibility is to be responsible for the diet and daily life of the entire Qingyangmen people, and now, it is the time for everyone in Qingyangmen to eat.

Qingyangmen has a special place for cooking, a total of ten rooms, more than 30 cooks, plus more than a dozen children who are about his age who burn fires and chop wood.

Most of these children were taken in from outside, and they had no father or mother, so they could only chop wood and boil water here.

Ling Feng's daily task was to chop ten trees so that he could rest, otherwise, he would not have dinner to eat.

Picking up the rusty axe, Ling Feng did the same as usual, got the wooden pier right, grasped the axe with both hands, and slashed it hard, and the wooden pier clicked into two halves from the middle.

This kind of work began when he was eight years old, and it has been two years since then.

Because he has been holding an axe all the year round, his palms are calloused, and although he is thin, he is not low, and he looks like he is fourteen or fifteen years old.

"That's you, that's you, come here. ”

When Ling Feng saw someone calling him, he immediately ran over, and the steward pointed to a hill-like wood next to him, and said, "Split him for me tonight, and you won't be allowed to eat until you finish splitting." ”

Ling Feng looked at it, the hill-like wood was at least two days' work for him, but the other party asked him to do it in one night tonight, which was simply impossible.

"Steward, how can I finish it in one night, see if I can relax for two days, I will definitely do it in two days." ”

"What nonsense, I'll let you finish it tonight, otherwise get out of Qingyangmen, we don't raise waste here!"

The steward said coldly, and then flicked his sleeves and left.

Ling Fengqi's face was pale, and his small fists were clenched tightly, but he quickly concealed his emotions again.

Over the years, he has seen this kind of thing many times, the steward is mean, and he doesn't know how many children have been killed in this way.

You must know that Qingyangmen will give them some silver every month to chop wood and make fires, although it is not much, but if so many people add up, it is not a small number.

And the person in charge just wants to put the money in his pocket, always looking for all kinds of reasons, at the beginning it was in this way, but later, he directly deducted the silver, and some would even be driven out directly.

A teenage child was kicked out, how to live in this jackal world.

When everyone else was over, only Ling Feng himself was still gritting his teeth and chopping wood, and Zhou Xiaopang wanted to come over to help him, but he was quickly drunk and retreated by the steward.

There was only a kerosene lamp behind him, and it was dark and quiet all around, and Ling Feng was sweating like rain, and his hand holding the axe began to cramp.

He can work continuously, but he can't skip meals, today he ate such a steamed bun one day, and now in the middle of the night, his stomach is already hungry, but he still has to chop wood here desperately.

Finally, Ling Feng's palm was bleeding, and he couldn't hold the axe anymore, so he sat on the ground and began to pant heavily.

Glancing at the wood behind him, Ling Feng smiled coldly, these tasks could not be completed overnight with his current body, and the steward clearly wanted him to die.

"If you want me to die, I won't let you have a good time!" Ling Feng's eyes showed murderous intent, he had never been a soft-hearted person, in the face of this kind of wolf-hearted management, if he had the strength, he would definitely kill the other party without hesitation.

"Yes, good boy, ambitious!"

The abrupt voice sounded, causing Ling Feng's expression to freeze suddenly, and then a cool breeze blew behind him, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

If what he said before, if it had been spread, he would have been killed!

"Who, who's talking, come out for me!"

Ling Feng jumped up, his eyes swept around vigilantly, his palm clutching the axe, blood flowing down the hilt.

"Am I just talking to you, you can't see me, but I can see you......"

"Pretending to be a ghost, if you don't come out, I'm going to call someone!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth.

"Okay, I'll come out, don't call anyone over. ”

The helpless voice fell, and then an illusory shadow floated out from the axe in Ling Feng's hand, and Ling Feng stared at the other party with wide eyes.

The old man thought that Ling Feng was frightened, and immediately smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'm not a ghost, I'm just a soul body." ”

Seeing that Ling Feng hadn't reacted yet, the old man shook his head and said, "I am an axe god, and my long face dwells in the axe in your hand, if it weren't for the fact that you have used me for so many years, I wouldn't have come out to see you." ”

After half a sound, Ling Feng sat down, the axe in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he couldn't say a word.

The axe body smiled and said: "Little guy, I have been observing you for the past two years, and I found that you are very different from others, although your qualifications are not very good, but I can train you to become a generation of top masters." ”

"Really, aren't you lying to me?" Ling Feng said in surprise.

The axe god said proudly: "My axe god speaks and counts, how can I lie to you, in less than a hundred years, I can make you the top master of this continent, there is no one." ”

"Blow, I don't believe that it can be achieved in a hundred years, and those with the best talents have taken more than three hundred years. ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said.

The axe god stroked his beard and chuckled, "Just take my word for it, but I can't stay outside for too long, you take this first." ”

After speaking, a ring floated out of the other party's body, although Ling Feng already knew what it was, he still pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What is this?"

"This is called the Space Ring, it can store things in it, I'll explain to you later, I'm going back......"

The voice fell, and the axe god flew back into the axe, and the voice came again: "Don't tell anyone about me, and no one is allowed to mention it, otherwise you will be killed." ”

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth were lightly raised, and he smiled happily in his heart, he didn't expect that after so many years, he didn't even notice anything unusual about the axe, and the axe that he had used for two years actually had a soul body in it, which really surprised him.

After his thoughts came back to his senses, Ling Feng looked at the woods and sighed again, "What about these woods?"

"You just go back and rest, the next day you're trying to find a way to get out of here, we can't stay here in Qingyangmen. ”

"Okay, I believe in you, die or die. ”

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, Ling went back with the axe, quietly returned to the room, washed the bloody palm, and then lay on the bed to sleep, as for the axe, he threw it at the head of the bed, that thing was for his use, and no one else would take it.

The next day, in a daze, Ling Feng was pushed awake, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a gloomy face.

It was the one who asked him to chop wood, and the other party's face was ugly at the moment.

Seeing this, Ling Feng also had a bad premonition in his heart, as if something had happened.