Chapter 1: Young Dragon's Career
The eastern part of the Tianlian Continent, Donghua Mansion, Longlin Empire, Longxing County, and Longyan County.
In the early morning, on the martial arts arena of Longwang Town, Longshan paced back and forth.
Falcon-like eyes are now staring at a group of children ranging in age from eight or nine to eleven or twelve.
"Look at the horse steps you have tied up, staggering, if you want to become a cultivator, horse steps are just the basic skills. ”
Long Shan drank in a deep voice, and then said: "If the basic skills are not solid and reliable, you don't want to open the power seed, don't think about refining power, and don't want to become a real cultivator. ”
"Instructor, is the cultivation really as powerful as you say?"
"Long Ya?" Long Shan sighed.
"It's like this every day, stand up and get two more hours of punishment today. ”
"Yes, instructor. ”
Long Ya replied loudly, without the slightest hint of being depressed by the punishment, but with excitement surging in his eyes.
"You've all shown me how powerful your cultivation is!" Long Shan said in a loud voice, "I'll show you the empty palm broken boulder today." ”
Long Shan's words immediately aroused the curiosity of this group of children, especially Long Ya, who was standing at the forefront.
At this moment, the standard of Long Yama is extremely high, and his eyes are surging with the light of fiery expectation.
He would rather be punished every day just to be able to observe the instructor's display up close, and what the instructor wants to show today is what Long Ya has long wanted to see.
Under the attention of the children, I saw the tall and mighty Longshan, with both palms clasped together with a large stone that reached two feet in length, width and height, and came to the front of the crowd.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound when the stone hit the ground, and a cloud of dust and mist splashed with it.
"The instructor isn't going to smash this big rock with his bare hands, is he?"
The older children looked at the big rock and couldn't help but express the doubts in their hearts.
"Gollum!"
The younger children swallowed vigorously, because such a large rock seemed to them to be a boulder.
Usually when they practice, that is, playing with mud, digging birds' nests, catching crickets or something, they can't believe that a person can break a boulder with just his flesh.
"Instructor, let's get started. ”
Long Ya at the front couldn't wait, he longed for the feeling of having power, and he longed for himself to have such power.
"Drink!"
Long Shan's right foot moved to his shoulder, his knees were slightly bent, his breath sank into the dantian, and he drank in a condensed voice.
From between his waist and abdomen, a force that gathered his whole body surged towards the palm of his right hand at this moment.
The powerful palm slammed down on the boulder in front of him.
Syllable!
The sound was not very loud, but the boulder cracked in response to the sound and turned into more than a dozen pieces of rubble.
Call!
Long Shan calmed his breath, and then said: "This is the power of cultivation, this is just the power of the second layer of refining power, if it is a high-level cultivator, let alone just splitting the boulder with an empty palm, it is impossible to break the river with an empty palm, and shatter the mountain peak with an empty fist." ”
As soon as Long Shan's words came out, the eyes of this group of children were not only full of gold stars, but also gold stars, and they were so shocked that they couldn't say a word, and Long Ya, who was standing in the front row, was also full of yearning in his eyes.
This group of children may not understand what a higher-level cultivation looks like, but Longshan, who has gone out and wandered, knows very well.
Cultivation can be divided into four tiers: refining mortals, refining spirits, refining gods, and refining voids.
Refining Fan is divided into refining power, refining blood, refining veins, refining bones, and as for refining spirits of higher levels than refining Fan, Longshan has never seen anything except if he has heard of it, let alone refining gods and refining void.
From the day he returned to Dragon King Town as an instructor, he decided to be extremely strict and discipline the children in the town, because he knew that Dragon King Town was too weak.
If you want to keep the current status of Dragon King Town, if you want to restore the peak of the past, and if you want to surpass the peak, it is only possible to train rigorously from an early age.
"Longshan, you've worked hard to train this group of children so early every day. ”
An old man with gray hair and a sixtieth year of age paced into the martial arts arena, his cloudy eyes scanned the field, and more than 30 children were walking on horses, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes.
"Mayor Town, I don't work hard, it is my duty to train them, and it is the responsibility of every Dragon King Town person. ”
Loud and vigorous, Long Shan's words deeply evoked the memories of this old man, which belonged to the memories of ten years ago.
At that time, Dragon King Town was at its peak, and there were at least nearly a hundred such children in the martial arts arena every day.
At that time, the instructor was at least the third layer of refining power, not the only one in the town who was now the second layer of refining power.
"Hey!"
The old man sighed and said, "Long Shan, how is this kid Longya doing? Are you sure to participate in this selection of Longyan Military Academy?"
At the moment when he finished speaking, the eyes of the old man and Long Shan were focused on Long Ya, who was in the front row and stood in the most standard posture.
"Long Ya's physical condition is quite good, and he is also very hardworking, in a few days, I will guide him to open the power seed and teach him the method of refining strength, I should not miss this selection. ”
"Hmm!" said the old man with relief, "I hope that this child will be stronger than his parents in the future, and I believe that this child will be able to do it." ”
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but think of ten years ago, when Dragon King Town was at its peak, not only did there be spirit refining level cultivation like Long Ya's parents, but there were also many high-level cultivation in Dragon King Town, but after that night, everything came to naught.
Long Ya, who had just turned two years old ten years ago, should not have remembered, but he completely remembered the events of that night, because he experienced things that ordinary people could not understand that night.
Although he was only two years old, the people who came that night did not let him go, but left a deep palm print on his chest, and then he felt his consciousness gradually blur, and just when his weak consciousness could no longer be maintained, he came to a world, a world that miraculously survived.
When he came to his senses, he knew that it was not a world, it was a wisp of soul that he had sealed for ten thousand years, and it was this wisp of soul that made him miraculously survive, and then he knew that he was already a famous master of ten thousand medicines in the continent ten thousand years ago.
However, when he returned again, because of the secret technique of sealing the soul, he was reincarnated for more than a hundred lifetimes, so that there are not many memories left now, and even where he came from and where he learned from is blurred, but the memory of the tragic battle 10,000 years ago is still there, and the most valuable alchemy experience and knowledge of his first holy hand are still there, and with this memory, it is not impossible to reach the peak of the holy hand again.
But this time, Long Ya will not be willing to be only a hidden holy hand as ten thousand years ago, he also has to be a cultivator who has the strength to reverse the battle ten thousand years ago, because whether it is ten thousand years ago, the indiscriminate killing of his wife and son, or the revenge of killing his father and mother ten years ago, Long Ya is not allowed to be only a hidden holy hand in this life.
In the past ten years, especially in the past two years, he has felt a different kind of care from everyone in Dragon King Town, that is, the care of parents for their children.
The smart and sensible Long Ya silently put these concerns in his heart, he knew that it was related to his parents, although Long Ya wrote down the events of that night ten years ago, but he didn't know everything about his parents, he only knew that the milky white round jade pendant hanging around his neck was left by his parents, and there was no other information.
The morning exercise was over, and the two hours of Longya's punishment were also over.
But this does not mean that their day's training is over, and after each morning exercise, the two-hour cultural class is also a compulsory course for them.
Compared to the morning exercises, the cultural course is much more relaxed, and most of the two hours are spent teaching literacy, only at the end of each day's lessons, the teacher will tell a story about the continent.
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"Long Ya, the last time I poked that hornet's nest was unsuccessful, and was chased and stung by a group of hornets, we have prepared some secret weapons in the past few days, and we must poke that hornet's nest today, and then you will make us delicious royal jelly, I can't wait to think about it." ”
As soon as the cultural class was over, three boys of the same age as Long Ya walked up, each holding two shields made of bamboo, which were used to protect their heads.
"Let's go, call Erfat and Dazi, let's go and destroy this hornet's nest, and then I'll make royal jelly for you. ”
Long Ya likes this group of friends very much, but the royal jelly in his mouth is processed by him, and it has a certain function of removing impurities in the body, but in order to keep his secret, he made up such a statement, in fact, it is far more than that, like the lung soup that Long Ya often gives to the old people in the town, it is all processed by him.
Night.
Under the bright moon, the gentle breeze blows, and the coolness of summer is fully displayed at night, but at this time, on the practice ground of Longwang Town, a figure is sweating profusely.
This figure is none other than Long Ya, the two-hour horse step every night is the task that Long Ya set for himself five years ago, not for anything else, but for the goal in his heart.
Morning exercises, cultural courses, digging birds' nests and poking hornet's nests with friends, and then practicing the craftsmanship of 10,000 years ago, two hours of practice in the evening, this is Longya's daily life, he has lived a full five years of such a life, very fulfilling, happy and full of expectations.
Three days later, Long Ya, as usual, finished his horse steps that had been punished by the instructor, and walked towards the study room where he was learning cultural courses, but at this moment a voice stopped him.
"Long Ya, come with me, you don't want to go to today's cultural class. ”
"Could it be that Instructor Longshan is going to help me open the power seed?" Long Ya's expression froze, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: "Then I can't start refining my strength, can I become a strong and respected cultivator?"
After thinking about it, looking at Long Shan, who had already gone away, Long Ya followed quickly with excitement and anticipation.