A thousand years ago, this land was not known as the Scorched Earth Continent. Legend has it that this is a land of abundance, with beautiful mountains and rivers and abundant products. But one day, darkness suddenly descended on the continent, endlessly, and the sun and moon were not shining. After half a month of darkness, the entire continent was in a panic. At this moment, an even greater catastrophe struck.

It was also all of a sudden that the land was full of fire, all the flowers and plants withered, the rivers were scorched, and the place where they passed was a mess. Then, mountain beasts and sea monsters invade from the other side of the world, and the once rich land is about to be wiped out.

At the critical juncture, the nine sons of the dragon, Zang Tuo, Kiss, Pu Lao, Raccoon, Gluttony, Gluttony, Gantile, Jianxi, and Jiaotu led the people with lofty ideals on the mainland to fight back, and after a year of desperate battle, they finally expelled the mountain beasts and sea monsters back to the other side of the world.

Then, the Nine Sons of the Dragon gathered the nine ancient artifacts, cooperated with all the people with lofty ideals, supplemented by their own divine power, and successfully broke the sky in a certain calculated hour. When the light pierced the sky, the dragon rain poured down, all the earth fires were extinguished in an instant, the rivers gradually filled up, and the continent gradually regained its vitality.

However, all the living beings on the continent paid a terrible price in this war, more than half of the human race was lost, and even the ninth son of the dragon, Jiaotu, died suddenly after breaking the sky.

Since then, the continent has been named the Scorched Earth (Jiaotu) Continent.

Because he was tired of the strife, the second son of the dragon, the sixth son, and the seventh son, Jianwei, went to seclusion and rested after the war, and they still don't know where to go. The first son of Long, the third son, the fourth son, the fifth son, and the eighth son, turned into human forms, each carving out land and territory, and led the people of the mainland to rebuild their homes. The five countries they established were named Zuoze, Xiasha, Changning, Weiyang, and Dongchuan in the order of the map. In addition, there are still some lands on the scorched earth continent that have not yet been divided, and over the years, they have slowly formed their own small countries or villages, dependent on these large countries and living separately.

After thousands of years, the scorched earth continent has regained its vitality. Now the land where Feng Mu is located, named Taiping Village, Xunsang Town, Lingchuan Prefecture, belongs to Weiyang State, and was built by Pu Gao, the third son of Long, thousands of years ago.

Taiping Village is named after the Taiping Mountain Range, and according to legend, a cave on the main peak of the Taiping Mountain Range is sealed with the magical beast Shura Gibbon. The seal is five miles away, and no one can break in.

However, legends are legends after all, and no one really knows what is hidden inside Taiping Mountain.

Within the boundaries of Xunsang territory, Taiping Village is the largest village, with a total of seven or eight hundred households. When he was thirteen years old, Feng Mu moved here with his parents. Regarding the events before the age of thirteen, Feng Mu's memory was quite vague, he couldn't remember where he came from, why his parents settled in Taiping Village, and when the ink-colored badge on his waist followed him.

He only remembered that not long after moving to Taiping Village, his parents had to leave home because of something important, and they told Feng Mu at that time that things were a little tricky, but they would definitely come back in two months at most. But now two years have passed, and there is still no trace of my parents.

The flowers bloom ten miles of incense, and the young man is fluttering. Now, Feng Mu has reached the age of fifteen.

After tossing in the open space outside the house for a while, Feng Mu began to run in the direction of Taiping Mountain. He tries to maintain an even pace, while also trying to maintain an even breath during the run. Looking ahead, I saw that the mountain peaks were continuous, stretching towards the horizon on top of each other, and the momentum was magnificent. The middle of the mountain is a thick layer of clouds. Running into the mountain, I saw that the trees on both sides were lush and green, and the temperature in the mountain was a few points lower than that outside the mountain, so that Feng Mu, who was sweating profusely, did not feel hot.

After running for about half an hour, I arrived at the place where I usually cultivated. It is also an open space, but the area is much smaller than the one at the door of the house, and the surface is also potholed, with long grass, no grass, grass and trampled on no grass, in short, quite uneven.

The trees around the clearing were miserable, some crumbling, some falling apart, some breaking at the waist, and some uprooting. And all of this is undoubtedly a cultivator's record.

Not far from the clearing, there is a lilac barrier, which covers the branches, like a large wall, separating the world inside from the outside world, this is the seal of the legendary Shura gibbon. Looking inside the barrier, the scenery is no different from the outside of the barrier, but it is rare to find animals walking through the barrier, and some people say that they have heard the roar of the Shura gibbon coming from the seal, but there is no way to prove it.

Feng Mu walked to the center of the clearing and sat cross-legged, running for so long, now he needed to adjust his breath. I saw Feng Mu spread out his hands, palms facing up, took a deep breath, and slowly covered his palms over the top of his head from the bottom up, and then palms down, exhaled lightly, and then slowly covered his palms on his knees from top to bottom, and after repeating this several times, he suddenly felt calm.

After resting for a while, Feng Mu picked a scarred tree, clenched his fist and smashed it towards the trunk; after smashing it, he kicked it with his foot; after kicking for a while, he began to crit with his elbow again, with each blow, the big tree slowly tilted to the side, maybe after a while, the big tree would fall completely.

"Hey, with your fists, with your fists. 'Meteor Break' move, you have to use your fists to ......" a shrill voice came from a distance.

When he looked at it, he saw a fat man who was half-naked running over one after another. He is the same age as Feng Mu, but his body is a lap bigger than Feng Mu. He has a large face, a slightly dark complexion, a few beads of sweat on his spacious forehead, and his two small eyes are about to squeeze into the **. Don't look at his young age, but the muscles exposed are tight, and it is more appropriate to say that he is strong than fat. However, if you just listen to the shrill voice of his voice, you can't connect with the fat man in front of you at all.

The fat man untied the clothes tied around his waist, wiped the sweat on his forehead and body with his clothes, and then threw them on the grass at will.

Feng Mu smiled and asked, "Jing Lang, aren't you aiming for the 'Huiyue' branch, why is it so late today? If you don't cultivate well, how can you get the 'Huiyue'?"

Jing Lang spat on the ground: "Phew, where am I late, you took the wrong medicine, get up too early." ”

Feng Mu didn't bother with him, and said slowly: "There is still half a month to take the exam, you go back and tell your father-in-law, the two of us have practiced for so long, and we have only learned some basic ways of breathing and breathing, and the exercise is a meteor break, but with the trick of meteor breaking, I don't know if I can pass the test." ”

Jing Lang frowned: "Do you think I didn't mention it to him?" But my father repeatedly emphasized that the foundation is the most critical, and the showcasing is the most useless. And he clearly told me that I don't have to worry too much about the exam. ”

"Yes, I hope Zhuo Zongyuan thinks the same way. Feng Mu was skeptical.