Cold month, cold winter.

The grass is desolate, and everything is withered.

In the sky, it was drizzling, and from time to time there were bursts of thunder!

On the cliff, a lonely shadow of a teenager dances a sword.

"The sword is weak, and the center of gravity is unstable!"

The young man's dark eyes were full of determination.

The clothes were already wet and sticky to the body, and the thin body looked even thinner, and the green tendons on the thin arms were rising.

Draw the sword again and again, draw the sword, draw the sword and draw the sword......

I can't remember how many times I've pulled it out!

I can't remember how many times it happened!

The boy was trembling all over, and there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes.

The snow-white teeth clenched the lower lip, and traces of blood dripped from the corners of the mouth.

The boy's sword drawing is getting slower and slower!

"Bang dang!"

The boy finally couldn't hold it anymore, his hand shook, and the long sword that shone with cold light fell from the cliff, and it was a long time before there was a little echo.

"Ahh

"Why?"

The boy looked up to the sky and roared, shouting bitterly.

But no one could answer his question.

The boy fell to his knees in despair, his clenched fists striking hard against the jagged and hard stones on the ground.

Blood dripped from the fists and flowed on the stones, more and more.

The young man didn't seem to feel the pain in his hand, and numbly raised his bloody fist, looking at the drops of blood that fell down the cliff, his heart seemed to fall with it!

"No! I'm not trash!"

"I am their hope!

The boy muttered to himself, his face full of pain.

Night is slowly falling.

shrouded in the thin body of the young man, it looks even more desolate!

"What else can I do?"

The boy's eyes were even darker!

The result that my father tried everything for himself was just a waste!

In this world where strength is respected, what is the difference between a waste who can't cultivate and a dead person?

Father did everything he could to fight for cultivation resources for himself, giving up all their dignity, even their lives, in exchange for their own stable life!

It's just that if you can't become strong, this peaceful day will eventually be shattered!

If you can't cultivate, what's the point of living?

I thought that I was just a person with poor qualifications and physique, but if I practice diligently, I can naturally make up for my clumsiness!

It's been three years!

The reality again and again deeply hit the heart of the teenager!

It turns out that he is really just a waste as they say!

Wish?

Where is the hope?

I'm sorry, Father!

The young man was discouraged, forced a breath, jumped off the cliff!

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning slashed through the air, and the dazzling light shone in the dead gray eyes of the young man, which looked so sad!

"Boom!"

A blood-colored thunderbolt fell straight down and slashed at the young man, and in a trance, the young man seemed to see a man with a golden light rushing towards him from the sky, and the young man suddenly lost consciousness.

......

"Awake?"

"Woke up the waste?"

"I heard that it was struck by lightning, you see that this waste has become bald, and its hair is burned!"

"What? Thunderbolt strikes and still doesn't die?"

"This kind of waste that can't even reach the realm of refining the body, when you wake up, you will bring humiliation on yourself! If it were me, I would simply crash to death! I would be embarrassed!"

"Second brother is extremely right! It doesn't matter if you can't cultivate, even the entire family can't raise your head in Bei'an Town! Other families are all sneering and sarcastic, saying that our family's child surnamed Ye actually has a waste who can't cultivate! We are the first family in Bei'an Town! But we are so despised by others, all because of this waste!"

"Phew! Look at that weak and can't help the wind, I get angry, I'm sick, I want to die early!

"I'm out! When I see him again, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat today!"

"Hey, the third brother is waiting for me! The third brother looks full of energy and has a lofty spirit, has his cultivation made progress again?

"Haha! Although the fifth brother's cultivation is not as good as my foolish brother, this eyesight is not as good as my brother!"

"The third brother is laughing! The third brother is so outstanding, it's hard not to pay attention!"

"Haha, where, go, I just have some cultivation comprehension, let's go try it?"

"What?

"Let's go!"

Ye Chen woke up from a coma, but found that he had been found and sent back to the family at some point.

Hearing the voices of the surrounding family disciples discussing and laughing, Ye Chen would rather never wake up again!

A doctor in the family roughly bandaged Ye Chen's broken arm and got up to leave.

When he left, Ye Chen faintly saw from his gaze that it was not ridicule and ridicule, but regret!

"Alas!"

This is a hut that belongs to Ye Chen, only a few zhang in size!

Ye Chen originally lived in a luxuriously decorated pavilion, until his father disappeared three years ago!

I heard that I found a symptom that could cure my inability to cultivate, and there were rumors that I made a deal with someone!

What is the specific, but Ye Chen doesn't know.

Since then, the cultivation resources received from the family every month have gradually decreased, and even the residence has been occupied by the children of the family, leaving only this small room!

From the original flattery of everyone to the current spurning of tens of thousands of people, in Ye Chen's heart, he was deeply shocked!

And there is only one reason for everything!

Can't cultivate!

Not only can't he cultivate, but he is even inferior to some ordinary maids!

At the age of seventeen, he can't even lift a bucket full of more than 20 pounds!

A wasted man alive!

"Why am I still alive?" Ye Chen said to himself, "Isn't it enough to think I'm embarrassed?"

"The wisdom of my father is all buried in my hands!"

Ye Chen held his head in his hands and buried his head deep in his knees, the pain was indescribable.

"Why didn't I die?"

After Ye Chen's pain, he regained some of his senses.

The height of the cliff in Bei'an Town is well known!

On the cliff, there is a small path that can only be passed by one person, and there are loose stones falling from the cliff from time to time, and people generally prefer to take a few more steps on the detour than pass on it.

It's too dangerous!

That place is an excellent place for Ye Chen to practice swords, and it can stimulate the potential of the human body!

For several years, Ye Chen has spent every night there, regardless of wind and sun, cold and heat.

It's just the result, but it's not the result he wants!

If such a high cliff falls, even if it is a large stone of hundreds of catties, it can be shattered, but he survived!

Thinking of the figure of the golden man he saw in a trance, Ye Chen shook his head again and again.

How can it be?

It's just an illusion caused by being struck by lightning!

"Hmm!"

When Ye Chen was thinking wildly, he suddenly had a pain in his head!

Immediately after, lines of obscure and incomprehensible, with a supreme momentum, glittering big characters emerged from his mind, slowly flowing to Ye Chen's whole body!

Ye Chen knew that he didn't know those fonts, but when those golden characters flowed through his mind, he naturally understood the meaning of those words!

Too unintentional, too forgetful.

Unintentional and affectionate, affectionate and unintentional.

Heartless and ruthless, ruthless and merciless.

......

When all those fonts flowed through Ye Chen's whole body, they disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if they had never appeared!

Immediately afterwards, three purple-gold characters flashed from Ye Chen's mind: Taiyi Jue!

"Poof!"

Ye Chen couldn't hold back that breathtaking momentum anymore, and spurted out a mouthful of blood!