Sky City, Nangong Mansion.

The Nangong family, along with the Bai family and the Ye family, is listed as the three major families in Sky City. Its mansion is located in the north direction of the city, built with splendor, the pavilions in the mansion are towering, row upon row, the maids and maids guard come and go, very magnificent.

And what is extremely incommensurate with it is the dark and lonely back mountain behind the mansion, which is the forbidden place of the Nangong family, and no one is allowed to step into it. For the people of the Nangong family, the shame of the family is hidden there.

At this time, the back mountain was empty and silent, and the strange crow of black crows was heard from time to time in the mountain, and the shadows of the trees were shaking, which was eerie and terrifying.

A thin figure, limping on the rugged mountain road, staggered halfway up the mountain.

"Hiss~, it hurts. ”

His foot slipped, tearing the wound on his leg, and the boy screamed in pain.

The boy looked like he was about eight or nine years old, his clothes were ragged, his white and tender skin was blue and purple, and he was holding a small cloth bag tightly with both hands, which was bulging with something, for fear of being robbed by others.

The dense branches and leaves blocked the light, and the mountain road was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

But the boy was familiar with the road, and he couldn't be more familiar with everything here. He can walk with his eyes closed.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a simple thatched hut, only the size of a pavilion. The cover was very crude, and it felt like a gust of wind could blow it down.

However, after Lin Jue saw the hut, he was overjoyed, the bitterness on his face was swept away, and his pace couldn't help but speed up.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Before he reached the door, Lin Jue shouted happily into the house.

Push the door and enter, and you can see the small house at a glance. There were only two worn-out wooden beds, and nothing left.

The remaining half of the candle on the windowsill was lit, and the room was slightly brighter. There was a woman with a cloak of hair sitting on the wooden bed in the past, and the flickering candlelight shone through the gap in her long hair, and her face could be seen vaguely.

It's just that what is extremely inconsistent with her age is her long silver hair, and the eyes covered by the long hair are also dead and dull, and there is no living aura at all.

"Mother, I went to the market today to buy two exquisite fruits......"

"Granny Wang is so nice, she gave me an extra ...... this time"

Lin Jue untied the cloth bag while talking about today's trivial matters to himself. Although there was no response. But he believed that his mother must have been able to hear.

There are three green fruits in the cloth bag, and the surface is oily and smooth. Lin Jue took out the largest one, cut a gap, and put it on his mother's hand.

Then he helped the mother to lie flat on the bed, and the woman was still like a wooden figure, unable to chew, and could only let the sweet juice slowly flow into her mouth.

For as long as Lin Jue can remember, his mother has been like this, like a soulless shell. He had never felt his mother's love, not even his mother's voice. He has always been self-reliant, and loneliness and helplessness often plagued this young and ignorant teenager.

To add insult to injury, everyone in the Nangong family treated Lin Jue like an enemy, and was extremely mean to him, even the children of foreign clans attached to him bullied him several times. Lin never understood why everyone hated him, and he once questioned everyone to their faces, only to get more insults and contempt. He dreamed of leaving this cold place with his mother.

Lin Jue sat cross-legged outside the house. In the clear eyes, the stars are reflected in the sky, and the eyes are full of longing.

"The stars are so vast, why can't any of them be associated with me? If I could conclude a nebula ...... too"

The boy's gaze drifted away, and his mind sank into a beautiful fantasy of the future.

......

In the vast sky, there are countless bright stars, each blooming with its own light in the deep canopy. Each star has its own destiny and expectations.

They don't want to be buried in the vast sea of stars, they are eager to meet a cultivator who is compatible with them and has great talents, so that they can explore their powerful power to the limit and be able to shine more brightly. Each star exudes the power of the stars day and night. When a group of stars gathers together, the power of the stars attracts each other, and a huge nebula will be formed, and the power of the stars contained in it will be even more huge and majestic, reaching an unimaginably terrifying degree.

In ancient times, there were countless cultivators who were blessed with a magical bond with the nebulae in the sky, and even possessed the power that was as powerful as the sea, so as to obtain a gain of thousands of times and soar to the sky.

This kind of cultivator is known as the Heavenly Mandate cultivator by the world, because they have been favored by the heavens and can form an eternal and continuous connection with the nebula in the sky, and from then on, that nebula will be owned by him alone, and it will become the natal nebula. Cultivators can continuously extract the power of the stars from it.

For those Heavenly Mandate cultivators who can obtain the power of the stars, there are six different titles to distinguish their realms. From low to high order, they are:

Star Warrior, Star Soul, Star Fighter, Holy Monarch, Holy Sect, Holy Venerable.

Each realm is also divided into one to nine grades.

It is rumored that a saint-level person can urge hundreds of thousands of natal stars with a single thought, and there is no time limit. That kind of combat power is unimaginable, and I am afraid that a flick of the finger is enough to destroy the world.

However, characters such as the Holy Venerable are by no means accessible to ordinary people.

Even if it is a star fighter, it is extremely rare. In this huge sky city, there are only a few Star Fighters. However, these people are all important figures in Sky City.

The world has always been martial, so the Heavenly Mandate cultivators are all respected in status, even if they are just a star warrior, they will be respected by people.

Lin Jue had always dreamed of becoming a respected Heavenly Mandate cultivator, but God didn't give him this opportunity. Not to mention concluding the nebula, he couldn't even sense the power of the stars, as if he was completely cut off by the starry sky, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through this shackle.

But he still refused to give up, and sweated like rain in the martial arts training ground every day. He believes that God rewards hard work. I just hope that one day luck will befall me.

Early the next morning, Lin Jue woke up in the morning light. After a night's rest, the dozen or so serious injuries on his body have actually healed, and there is not even a single scar left, which is a staggering speed of self-healing.

But Lin is absolutely not surprised by such a phenomenon. He had long since discovered that his ability to recover was far beyond ordinary people. So he also relied on this ability to be beaten and sparred in the martial arts training ground every day to earn some money to support himself and his mother.

Lin Jue put a delicate fruit in his mother's mouth, which could keep her from starving for a day. He took the smallest one, walked towards the magnificent mansion down the mountain, and continued his monotonous and boring day.

The martial arts training ground of the Nangong family covers an extremely wide area, and there are dozens of circular martial arts training platforms in a radius of 100 zhang. At this moment, it is only ten minutes in the morning, and the martial arts training ground is overcrowded.

The Nangong family is rich in wealth, and those children of their own family and side lines, each of them will have a star warrior level as a sparring partner, and in the process of cultivation, he will constantly answer their doubts, correct their mistakes, and make rapid progress.

And Lin Jue didn't have such a good treatment, so he could only drive a wooden stake alone on a martial arts training platform in the corner.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang

Although Lin Jue's hands were thin, their strength was extremely strong, and they made a thumping sound on the wooden stake, and he made a fist with one hand and a palm with the other. Every blow is swung with all his might, and there are moves and styles to hit.

The set of exercises he practiced was called "Dragon and Tiger Fist", which was a kind of martial art that was rampant in the world. Generally, it is just practiced by ordinary martial artists to strengthen the body, and it is not lethal. But Lin Jue still practiced very seriously.

Lin Jue's eyes were fixed, and he regarded the wooden man as his opponent. The thin body struggled with the wooden man in front of him,

Switch freely between fists and palms, open and close between moves, and practice this extremely ordinary martial art.

At the end of the morning, Lin Jue's clothes were already soaked with sweat, his hands were a little red and swollen, and his whole body felt a little exhausted.

He took out the Linglong fruit in his pocket and sat on the ground and nibbled on it, which was his ration for the day.