Nie Feng did not continue his morning exercise, but returned home with his head down and a slightly hideous face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mother Nie was sewing clothes, and when she saw Nie Feng coming back, her loving eyes showed some doubts, "Feng'er came back so early?" Or is it uncomfortable today and you don't plan to practice swords?"

Nie Feng didn't answer, and walked straight into his room, closed the door and closed the latch.

"Feng'er, Feng'er, what's wrong with you?" the mother's voice was a little anxious.

Nie Feng still didn't answer, but threw himself on the bed, brushed his head over the quilt and covered his head fiercely, and the low roar and whimpering gradually rang out, echoing back and forth in the small room.

In front of his eyes, there was still the scene just now, the scene that drilled under Mu Qing's crotch, the scene of being ridiculed and ignored and humiliated, the scene that made him suffocate and almost vomit blood.

Why is he a nine-rank qualification, why is he so useless, why is his father an inferior sword servant, why does he have to suffer such humiliation, why, why......

The heart-rending roar swirled back and forth in Nie Feng's brain, his hideous face had gradually become numb, and finally when he roared in a low voice until he was tired, tears of humiliation flowed down his eyes.

"You are human beings, and I am also human beings! You can become a sword cultivator, and I can also become a sword cultivator! That's right, I am the son of an inferior person, and I am a nine-grade qualification, but so what? You have very good resources and qualifications, I am inferior, but I also have the opportunity to become a sword cultivator, no matter how small my hope is, I will rely on my hard work to become a sword cultivator earlier than you, and even a sword master! I want you, the so-called superior people, to kneel at my feet and kowtow and beg for mercy, I want you to regret it, and regret it forever!"

The whimpering and roaring finally subsided, and his mother's voice reached Nie Feng's ears.

Before opening the door, Nie Feng rubbed his face vigorously, so that his skin that was numb from the hideous was slightly relaxed.

"Feng'er, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?" Nie touched Nie Feng's forehead with his hand, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Mother, I'm fine!" Nie Feng squeezed out a smile.

In fact, his whimpering sound in the room had already been heard by Nie Shi in his ears, and seeing that Nie Feng didn't say anything, Nie had to swallow back what he originally wanted to ask, his son had grown up, and he should have some secrets of his own.

Feeling his mother's gently touching hands, Nie Feng suddenly felt the urge to cry in his heart, but the tears turned around, and he was finally blocked back by Nie Feng.

What's the use of crying? When he grows up, he should not vent the grievances he suffered outside to his parents without any scruples, because this will not only be useless, but will also add to his parents' worries and sorrows, and he should learn to bear and solve them by himself.

On the way back, he had already figured out a way to solve it.

"Mother, when will Dad come back?" Nie Feng suddenly raised his head, and his focused eyes made Nie Shi feel slightly surprised.

"In a little while, he'll be back at lunchtime, do you have something to do with him?" Nie reached out and brushed the hair on his forehead.

"Let's talk about it when my father comes back!Mother, I want to rest!" He didn't say anything about his plans to his mother.

"Isn't your body still recovering? I said a long time ago that you should recuperate for a few more days, I'm right! Go, my mother won't bother you! I'll wake you up at lunchtime!" Although he knew that his son had something on his mind, Nie didn't ask much, and when Nie Tong came back at lunchtime, he might have an answer.

Nie Feng lay on the bed and did not fall asleep, but thought about whether his path was feasible over and over again, this plan was a big deal for him, once he achieved something, it would definitely help the later promotion swordsman, but once something happened, it would be a life-and-death situation, which did not allow him to consider it carefully.

But the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had to do this, because only in this way could he get rid of the sluggishness of cultivation brought about by the nine-rank qualification, let him catch up with others as soon as possible, and only in this way would he have some confidence in his promotion to the swordsman as scheduled, otherwise let him live in the humiliation of his low-grade status and nine-rank qualification all day long, and live that kind of life is worse than death, it is better to let him give up his life as soon as possible, and be more happy.

How can he convince his parents that they will reject his plan because they are afraid?

Tossing and turning had no good idea, and just as his brain was groggy, his mother's voice rang out, calling him to go to lunch, and his father had returned.

"Dad, there's something I want to discuss with you!" Nie Feng, who was holding the rice bowl, suddenly put down his chopsticks.

"Oh, let's talk!" Nie Tong raised his eyes slightly. In fact, as soon as he came back, Nie told him about his son's abnormality, but his thoughts were the same as Nie's, his son should have his own secrets, and it was better for his son to ask directly.

Nie Feng slowly glanced at his mother, who looked puzzled, then turned his head to look at his father, who pretended not to care, and said calmly, "I want to go to the Wild Mountain Range!"

"Ahem...... cough cough" Nie Tong suddenly paused, and then as if choking, he coughed violently, and Nie Shi on the side quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks and patted her husband's back.

Nie Tong came back to his senses slightly, "Do you know how dangerous the Savage Mountain Range is, don't say it's you, even a swordsman doesn't want to enter here for no reason, all kinds of fierce beasts in it can easily take your life!"

"I know this, but I have to go!" Nie Feng's determined face was unmoved.

"Why? you tell me the reason first, unless you can move me, I will definitely not agree!" Nie Tong's stubborn temperament also burst out, and his palm unconsciously patted the table.

"I'm a ninth-grade qualification, if I don't improve my physical strength as soon as possible, it is impossible to be promoted to a swordsman before the age of eighteen, and going to the Savage Mountains to experience is just a good way to improve my physical fitness! Nie Feng's tone was a little neither humble nor arrogant, he had already made up his mind, he had to go to the wilderness mountain range without a road.

"I don't agree! Aren't you cultivating very well in the Sword Pavilion now? Although you are a ninth-grade qualification, as long as you redouble your hard work, you will also have the possibility of being promoted to a swordsman before the age of eighteen, why do you have to go to such a dangerous place, if there is really danger, who can save you!"

Nie Tong began to be a little angry, his son's reason was clear to him, but he knew even more how dangerous the Savage Mountain Range was, once he encountered a fierce beast with high strength, with Nie Feng's ability, he would definitely die for a lifetime, how could he rest assured that Nie Feng would be in danger alone. And he, a sword servant who can only basic swordsmanship, can't help his son in this regard at all.

"Feng'er, my father is just a son like you, if something happens to you, how can you let us live! Let's listen to your father, okay?" Nie's anxious tears began to roll.

"Dad, mother, I have to go to the Wild Mountain Range!" Nie Feng repeated again.

"Dad, you didn't succeed in being promoted to a swordsman before the age of eighteen, don't you want your son to fulfill your wish? Dad, you've been a sword servant for so many years, and our family can't even achieve basic food and clothing, right?"

"My son doesn't want to live like this anymore, and my son hopes to make your life better and dignified with your ability!"

"Although I am a nine-rank qualification, I believe that I will be able to fulfill my father's wish when he was young, and I will definitely be able to be promoted to a swordsman! Dad, mother, you will promise your son, I promise that I will definitely only be in a safe area, and I will never step into the depths of the wild mountain range, please believe in my son, okay?"

The Nie couple were slightly stunned by Nie Feng's series of big truths, they didn't understand why Nie Feng suddenly made such a dangerous decision, and they didn't understand how he could tell so many big truths at his young age of thirteen, the couple glanced at each other, and they both saw a trace of surprise and worry in each other's eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Nie Tong seemed to have made a decision, stretched out his finger and compared, "That's it, in two years, when you turn fifteen, I will definitely agree." And now, will you obediently cultivate in the Sword Pavilion?"

"Dad, with my nine-rank qualification, how sure do you think I can be promoted to a swordsman in three years? And now, I still have five years! Five years should be enough! You can promise your son!" Nie Feng, who had been calm, began to become anxious.

"Okay, just do as I say!" Nie Tong seemed to have lost his patience, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and continued to eat, but his veto attitude did not ease.

"No! Savage Mountain Range, I'm imperative!" Nie Feng pushed the dishes and chopsticks, stood up suddenly, and then turned around and ran back to his room.

"Feng'er...... Feng'er ...... Alas, this child!" Mother Nie Shi shouted anxiously a few times, and when Nie Feng ran away, she had no choice but to sigh faintly.

"I'm done eating too!...... Let me think about it, let me think about it!" Nie Tong slowly put down his rice bowl, as if muttering to himself, stood up and slowly paced out.

"This father and son, why are they all stubborn......" Nie's faint complaint came from behind him.

The night was quiet, but Nie Feng never fell asleep at all, he stayed in the room all afternoon, and he didn't come out to eat dinner, now he is a little hungry, but his determination to travel to the wild mountains has not wavered at all, his father does not agree, he consumes it with his father, one day if he does not agree, and two days if he does not agree, it will take two days, which also makes his father see his determination, and believe that he is not a momentary impulse.

"Rather than living in humiliation, it is better to fight once, maybe you will really be promoted to a sword in five years. Nie Feng muttered to himself.

Nie Feng didn't know that at this moment, his father was also not asleep, but fell into a bitter memory under the light, he recalled that when he was a teenager, he was almost the same age as his son now, and he was carrying the nine-grade qualification, and he was wielding the Lingmu sword day and night, hoping to be promoted to a swordsman one day.

But in the end, it backfired, although his efforts were several times greater than others, although he had already practiced the basic swordsmanship extremely well, and even after the age of fifteen, he still did not succeed in promoting to swordsman.

Is it really so difficult for a swordsman to be promoted? It doesn't seem to be, about eight out of ten of the ten people who practiced together have succeeded, although some people rely on the elixir provided by their parents who are swordsmen, but after all, most of them are achieved by their own efforts, and he, no matter how hard he tries, he will eventually fail.

Then, after failing, he became an apprentice in the iron smelting industry and became a sword slave, and then he married his wife, who was also a sword slave, and lived a life without food until he entered the wooden mansion to have enough food and clothing. Should his son be like him, an inferior person for the rest of his life, and live that kind of toiling life all his life?

"This damn nine-grade qualification! I didn't expect it to be passed on to my son!" Nie Tong said with some indignation.

Exhaled a long breath, as if he finally had an idea, Nie Tong's frowning brows finally relaxed, "Feng'er, Daddy is just worried about your safety! You have this ambition, Daddy is too late to be happy, how can you stop it! You have to take care of yourself a lot, give me a good life, Daddy still hopes that you will be promoted to a swordsman, and fight for me and your mother!"