The Yan family is located on the sky and land.

Heaven and land are located above the earth, suspended in a mysterious space.

This mysterious space, according to legend, was opened up by the ancestors of many families in ancient times, and was called "a corner of the sky" by the people who lived in it. Because of the mysterious prohibition and blockade of space, it looks up from the earth of the world, as if it is nothing.

As for why these clansmen want to hide and survive in it, there are many legends!

The size of Tianlu is more than thousands of miles in a radius, and between the mountains in the east of Tianlu, there is a quaint building complex with a radius of thousands of zhang. Between the buildings, the ancient trees are towering, the flowers and plants are of all colors, from time to time there are spirit birds flying and flying, the smoke is swirling, it is like a fairyland, this is the territory of the Yan people.

However, although the scenery is beautiful, it cannot hide the declining Tang Dynasty of the family. Today's Yan clan has been reduced to a second-rate force in heaven and land.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent. In a hut on the edge of the eastern area of the Yan family, Yan Lan sat cross-legged, calm and calm, clearly entering the cultivation state of the realm of selflessness.

At this moment, countless clansmen have fallen asleep. Yan Lan, in the past ten years, sleep has been a luxury for him.

Countless nights in the dead of night, when everyone else was resting in the sweet dreamland, he gave up rest and practiced silently alone. The reason why he has achieved what he is today is not only due to talent and certain chances, but also to his unparalleled diligence.

At this time, on Yan Lan's chest, on top of an inconspicuous golden pendant, a golden glow was faintly emanating, flowing from the chest, along the meridians of the body, flowing throughout the body. Yan Lan was shrouded in a golden glow, but he himself seemed to be unaware, still wandering outside the object, forgetting about the object.

Yan Li, the father of Yan Lan, appeared quietly in front of Yan Lan's window like a ghost at this moment, he put his hands behind his back, quietly staring at Yan Lan who was meditating in the house, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned with a smile. After a moment's silence, he turned and left.

"Lan'er, the little Tianlu can't trap you for long, the vast world is the stage for you to gallop! You will definitely become a peak powerhouse, this is your fate......" The words full of profound meaning floated out of Yan Li's mouth, dissipated in an instant, and no one could hear it. It's just that fate is unclear.

......

Yan Lan cultivated until noon the next day, and only after tidying up a little, he rushed to the family training ground.

Yan Muxiong stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the more than fifty teenagers in front of him, and shouted: "Today is a training session, you each choose your opponent, remember, the point of competition is up, the focus is on comprehending the combat skills and being familiar with the use of the exercises." ”

"Yanlan, hehe!"

As soon as Yan Muxiong's words fell, Yan Lan heard someone shouting him, the voice was extremely familiar, no need to look, it must be Yan Linghe.

"Are you looking for me to be your opponent again!" A smile appeared on the corner of Yan Lan's mouth, since he showed amazing talent in weight-bearing training, Yan Linghe would look for him as an opponent every time he trained.

Looking at Yan Linghe's fiery gaze, Yan Lan's heart was also lit with fighting intent, and with a provocative smile, he walked towards an open space on the training ground.

"This kid, you're very arrogant, look at how my brother extinguishes your arrogance......" Yan Linghe muttered a few words of dissatisfaction in his heart, then clenched his fists and followed Yan Lan.

The two stood facing each other, their eyes with a hint of provocation and the arrogance of youth.

Yan Muxiong glanced at the audience, his eyes stopped on Yan Lan and the others, and he playfully watched the rising momentum of the two.

Around the training square, many clansmen stepped out of the shade of the trees and stepped into the arena to watch their children compete up close, or to pay attention to the outstanding teenagers.

Yan Lan's side of the clan is also a group, although many clansmen do not have a good impression of him, but they are quite concerned about his strength.

Yan Lan stood with his hands in his hands, full of confidence in his smile: "Come on, Brother Ling He, let me see how much you have improved in the past ten days." Suddenly, he went up and down, and his fighting spirit burst out.

"Poof...... Yan Lan, this kid, really has a bit of an adult's momentum!" A few clansmen couldn't help but smile.

Although some people in the clan are not used to Yan Lan, Yan Lan still likes Yan Lan with her extraordinary perseverance and amazing talent.

When Yan Linghe heard this, he only felt a strong coercion coming to him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said dissatisfiedly: "You kid, I'm a year older than you, it's okay to respect my elders, and the condescending tone really makes me uncomfortable." ”

"I'm not at ease, I'll talk about winning. Yan Lan grinned, his fists clenched, Lingyuan surged, and the momentum around his body increased suddenly.

"Huh, Yan Lan's cultivation seems to have improved a lot, this kid is really a freak. Yan Linghe's brows furrowed slightly, Yan Lan's momentum was clearly stronger than when the two of them were fighting ten days ago, his expression was solemn, and he said in his heart, "I have been cultivating since I was a child, and my cultivation has reached the early stage of the first realm Yuan Dan, I don't believe that I am still worse than you." ”

According to legend, the cultivation realm is divided into nine levels, which is determined by the ancient supernatural powers, and it has been handed down for many years.

The first realm is the beginning realm of asking the sky, which is divided into three phases: Yuan, Yuandan, and Huadan.

However, before the first realm, there were still cultivation steps such as qi training, qi control, and qi condensation, which may have been too shallow to enter the eyes of the great supernatural powers, so they were not included in the first realm.

Yan Linghe is fourteen years old, and he can cultivate to the early stage of Yuan Dan, which can be called a genius.

Because among the fourteen-year-old boys in the family, five or six out of ten are still in the stage of cultivating qi and controlling qi, and they have not even stepped into the first realm; about one percent of them have cultivated to the Juyuan stage, and those who have successfully condensed the Yuan Dan are one in a hundred.

Yan Lan stared at Yan Linghe majestically, unyielding to compare with his momentum.

The noon sun was a little vicious, shining so brightly that the towering ancient trees drooped their heads, but it couldn't suppress the fiery pride of the teenagers at all.

"Look at the punch. Yan Lan shouted, his footsteps kicked out angrily, and his fierce fists attacked Yan Linghe like a rabbit.

"Stinky boy, brother is still afraid that you won't succeed?" Yan Linghe raised his eyebrows, and Ling Yuan immediately gathered in his right fist, and as soon as he bit his teeth, he greeted him awe-inspiringly.

"Bang ......"

There was a muffled sound, and the fists of the two slammed together, and the bursting Lingyuan blew the clothes of the two into a hunting sound.

They each took three steps back.

"With this punch, Yan Lan can actually be on an equal footing with Ling He!" the clansmen on the side praised Yan Lan.

However, Ling He still has reservations, and it is not surprising that Yan Lan can take it. The other clansman obviously couldn't listen to others praising Yan Lan.

"The current victory and defeat are all petty fights, and the family competition in a month is the time to witness the real chapter. ”

“......”

Yan Lan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Ling He's fist doesn't seem to be harder than before." ”

When Yan Linghe heard this, he pursed his lips and replied angrily: "You kid, it's rare to see you so oily and smooth before, don't think that you have smoothed out the family record, you will get carried away, in front of my brother, you are still tender." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Linghe's eyebrows tightened, and he immediately turned his fist into a palm, and rushed towards Yan Lan.

Before the palm of his hand arrived, Yan Lan had already felt the pressure of the palm wind, and with a light snort, he waved his fists and rushed towards Yan Linghe without the slightest fear.

Yan Linghe then turned his palm into a knife and cut the weak point of Yan Lan's neck defense.

Yan Lan's body shook, his body leaned sideways with the momentum, and his right fist was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, smashing Yan Linghe's abdomen.

"This stinky boy is really big. Yan Linghe said in a low voice. The Lingyuan blade slashed close to Yan Lan's neck, but Yan Lan chose to win in danger, which was really beyond his expectations.

However, Yan Lan's move won the praise of some clansmen: "Even in a crisis, Yan Lan still chooses to attack instead of defend, this kid does have an outstanding mind." ”