The night curtain is drawn, the moonlight appears and disappears, the breeze gusts, and the people who blow feel the slightest cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On a secluded path in the slums of Nanshui City, a dim incandescent lamp swayed in the wind, making a creaking sound, and two or three broken benches were randomly placed next to a dirty table, which was a simple open-air stall.

"Grunt", Ye Feng took a sip of a glass of liquor, silent, "Grunt" again, another glass of liquor ....... belly.

Ye Feng's heart was full of mixed feelings, there was anger and helplessness, there was also deep annoyance of being deceived, and even more worried about the bleak future, he wanted to shout, and he wanted to hit someone angrily, but is it illegal to beat someone?

If it was a thousand years ago, of course, the answer was a crime, but after a thousand years, in this new world and new era, let alone beating people, it is killing people, as long as you have the strength, no one will care about you.

You must know that on the Martial Arts Continent, I don't know how many people die every day!

Some of them were killed by vendettas, some were eaten by demon beasts, and some were buried in ruins and dangerous places.

There are all kinds of strange ways to die, and who would be idle and have nothing to do to calculate how many people die every day?

If they really have this time, they might as well work hard to cultivate and improve their strength, just in case.

On the Martial Arts Continent, strength determines everything, the strong fly away from the sky, and the weak ants are frightened.

In addition to the human race itself, there are also the demon races on the Martial Dao Continent, the huge crisis of the four seas, and the infinite terror of the other two mysterious places.

Ye Feng, drinking liquor glass after glass, may have wanted to anesthetize himself so that he could forget the unpleasantness that happened today, but did he really forget it? Can he forget it again?

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that 'borrowing wine to eliminate sorrow and sorrow', the more Ye Feng wants to forget, the more those people's ugly faces and sarcastic words surround and linger in his mind.

"You're an orphan, you don't have anything, and you want your mother to follow you, and you don't pee like your bear, the toad wants to eat the swan, no way!".

This is Zhang Xiaocui's original words, Ye Feng's girlfriend, no, now I want to say that it is Ye Feng's ex-girlfriend, Zhang Xiaocui has long been mixed with the son of the company boss, and poor Ye Feng's salary has not been paid, and he was kicked out and lost his job.

Ye Feng has unspeakable pain in his heart, and he has been suppressed in his small heart - Ye Feng is an orphan, yes, he is an orphan!

Ye Feng grew up in an orphanage, and was picked up by Zhang Ling, the director of the orphanage, in the first-tier city of Guanjiang City.

Ye Feng still remembered that the dean had told him that when he picked him up, he found a silk handkerchief embroidered with the word Ye on his body, as well as a white ring.

At this time, the white ring was worn on the ring finger of Ye Feng's right hand.

Ye Feng stroked the white ring on his hand, he originally thought that this white ring was a space ring, a precious space inscription, and he was happy, but then he was happy in vain.

Ye Feng used his divine thoughts to probe countless times, but he couldn't find any secrets in the white ring, and there was no space inside.

In the end, Ye Feng could only reluctantly conclude that this was an ordinary ring, although Ye Feng didn't know what material it was made of.

But after all, this ring was left to him by Ye Feng's parents, Ye Feng cherished it very much, and he once wanted to go to Guanjiang City to find his parents.

Ye Feng subconsciously told himself that his parents did not die in the disaster in Guanjiang City eighteen years ago, this was his little expectation, or wish!

Thinking back to Zhang Xiaocui's words, Ye Feng felt uncomfortable, as sour as if he had knocked over a vinegar jar.

"Yes, I'm an orphan! I have nothing, and in the past two years, I have lived in the poorest and most dangerous place in Nanshui City, so what right do I have to ask other girls to be with me?"

"What guarantee can I give to the girl? Do I want the girl to live with me in this room of less than ten square meters, a place where life can be lost at any moment?"

Ye Feng constantly comforted himself in his heart, this is life, this is reality, and he needs to face it.

Ye Feng once thought: "If only I had a strong cultivation and strong strength, I could go to Guanjiang City to have a look, where it is expected that the Tianjiang River on the other side of the river, as well as my ......."

But all this, Ye Feng can only think about it, or in a dream, he can only realize it.

He is only now only quenching the body of the triple cultivation, what can he do with such a low-level cultivation?

Even in a small third-tier city like Nanshui City, if you can kill ten people by throwing a brick casually, nine of them are quenched by triple cultivation, and one is quenched quadruple!

Thousands of years ago, the heavens and the earth did not know what happened, and suddenly there was a magical power, which the warriors called ------- spiritual power.

At the same time, the relics of various prehistoric civilizations appeared in various parts of the earth, and a large number of myths and legends such as martial arts cultivation, combat martial arts, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, caves and blessed lands, and immortal mansions appeared in the Huaxia area.

Finally, martial arts flourished, and technology became an auxiliary.

If a cultivator can cultivate the exercises and control the spiritual power of heaven and earth, he can become those powerful beings in myths and legends, calling for wind and rain, and moving mountains and seas.

However, the human body is inherently weak and cannot directly accommodate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, so it needs to be continuously tempered by spiritual power in order to gradually meet the requirements.

This process is the first and most important step in martial arts cultivation.

Only after experiencing the quenching of the body, the spiritual power can flow arbitrarily in the human body, improve the strength and speed of the human body, and send out powerful attacks and supernatural powers against the sky.

The body quenching realm is divided into five layers, from the outside to the inside, and the skin, flesh, five organs, six internal organs and bones of the human body are tempered in turn.

When a martial artist has tempered his body and laid a good foundation, he can impact the next level of martial arts, the Na Ling Realm, and truly enter the world that belongs to the martial arts powerhouse.

Ye Feng has been determined to become a martial arts powerhouse since he was sensible, this is his pursuit, and it is also his ideal.

But he is an orphan, he has no money and no power, in order to be able to cultivate, Ye Feng worked everywhere to make money when he was young, even so, the money Ye Feng earned was satisfied, and the tuition fee of the lowest martial arts academy in a small city like Nanshui City.

However, if a martial artist wants to go far on the road of martial arts and last for a long time, it not only depends on talent, but also needs huge resource support.

Ye Feng is diligent and diligent in cultivating, now that he is eighteen years old, he is already a triple cultivation of quenching the body, originally at his age, without relying on any resources, to cultivate to such a cultivation, the talent can be said to be very good.

But a rich child of the same age as him, even if he fishes for three days and dries his nets for four days, his cultivation is a cut above him, and this is the role of resources.

"Could it be that those people's talents are really better than mine?", Ye Feng didn't believe it.

Compared with his peers in Nanshui City, Ye Feng is more envious of some Tianjiao figures in the human race, who have had the support of his family since he was a child, cultivating the best exercises, taking various elixirs, and casting an anti-heaven Dao foundation.

Ye Feng shouted in his heart: "If I also have a Heavenly Rank, no, as long as it is an Earth-level exercise, how good it would be! I can also be like them, I can still become a Tianjiao figure in the human race, but can I have a high-level exercise?"

Yes, Ye Feng wants to have a high-level exercise of his own, and with his talent, Ye Feng is confident that he will definitely become strong quickly, no worse than others.

But all this is unrealistic for him, a small desire that Ye Feng can only satisfy himself in his dreams forever.

Ye Feng thought about it so much! The cruel reality was ruthlessly placed in front of him, what could he do?

After more than ten years of hard work, countless days and nights of hard work, Ye Feng has only been able to quench his body and cultivate it threefold.

Now that he has lost his job, and the road ahead has been cut off, Ye Feng is in pain: "God, why are you doing this to me?"

Ye Feng wanted to get rid of the reality in front of him with wine, immersed in the dream of self-comfort for a while, and when he woke up tomorrow morning, he still had to smile and look at the rising sun and face life.

No matter how hard life is, no matter how difficult it is, he will never give up, because he has a dream.

But the wine was ruthless, and he didn't understand Ye Feng's helplessness, which made Ye Feng even more melancholy!

Yes, how painful life is, how ruthless it is to people, but these are not excuses for us to be willing to fall and stop moving.

Anyway, Ye Feng won't, he just wants to sleep for a while, he has to work hard for his dream tomorrow.

The moon was blocked by a dark cloud at this time, and a few strands of moonlight passed through the gap of the dark clouds and fell on the white ring on the ring finger of Ye Feng's right hand.

The white ring emitted a soft, mysterious halo under the moonlight, but it quickly dissipated again, and all this seemed to be integrated into the painting, as if in a dream, becoming dreamy.

....

I don't know how long it took, the vendor boss packed up his things and went back, woke up Ye Feng to pay the bill and leave.

Ye Feng rubbed his eyes and walked towards the hut he rented, the hut rented by Ye Feng was a short distance away from here, with a secluded alley in between.

And ten miles further in front of his rented hut is a small mountain called Swallow Mountain, which is the world of fierce beasts, and it is rumored that there are demon beasts.

Although the environment here is very dangerous, the rent here is cheap, and some people who don't have much money are willing to come here to rent a house and live a peaceful life, which is also the origin of the slum.

Ye Feng walked into the alley, and suddenly a faint voice came from the alley.

Ye Feng was startled, he woke up ten points, he knew that this was not a safe place, it was full of danger at night, looking at the vague swallow mountain in front of him, he was frightened by his own conjecture.

"Is it ......!".

(To be continued)