Early in the morning, the belly of the Oriental fish was white, and the door of the martial arts hall was opened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info At this time, a trace of light shone on the plaque of the martial arts hall, and only then did I see clearly the four big characters engraved on it, "Qingtian Martial Arts Hall".

The Qingtian Martial Arts Pavilion is not well-known in the Shenwu Continent, and it is not ranked. But in the small country of Luzhi, it is somewhat famous. The reason why he is famous is not because the martial arts hall owner is outstanding, but simply because the hall owner was once a disciple outside the world's largest sect "Tiangangmen".

The owner of the Qingtian Martial Arts Hall is named "Shen Qingtian", and he went to Tiangangmen to learn art when he was a teenager. It's just that because of the mediocrity of the roots, I didn't get into the mountain gate, and I was accepted by a disciple of Tiangangmen as a disciple outside the door to teach some martial arts, but after going down the mountain, I did some chivalrous and righteous things, and I became famous, and I made a lot of friends in the green forest, and there was a breakthrough in the realm of martial arts, so I thought about setting up a martial arts hall to teach people martial arts.

When it comes to the realm of martial arts, we have to talk about the level of the realm on the Shenwu Continent.

The realm of entering the palace for the first time is called "martial apprentice", but he can use some fists and feet, and he has the strength to have his arms.

The realm above the martial apprentice is called "martial artist", who can breathe and breathe, and practice "fighting spirit".

The realm above the martial artist is called "martial arts", the fighting spirit is condensed, and the acupuncture points around the body are beginning to open.

The realm above martial arts is called "Wuji", cultivating acupoints, opening up potential, and integrating heaven and earth.

The realm above the martial pole is called "Martial Saint", the blood is boiling like boiling, and the fighting spirit is soaring, as if half a god.

In addition to the realm of martial arts and martial saints, each realm is divided into three classes, "A, B, C", the difference between the realm, not a simple fist and foot kung fu can make up, especially from martial arts to martial arts, the martial pole that opens the acupoint can be said to have stepped into the ranks of first-class masters. Of course, there are also things to make up for the gap in the realm, one is divine skills, and the other is divine soldiers. In other words, if the kung fu you have learned is very wonderful, or if you have a legendary magic weapon, you will not be inferior to an opponent who is a higher realm.

Shen Qingtian has been running the rivers and lakes all these years, and he has also practiced good kung fu, but in the realm, he only stayed in the realm of martial arts and has not been able to break through. But in the Luzhi country where he is located, the martial artist realm is already very good, and he has been able to open a museum to accept apprentices.

Shen Qingtian had the habit of getting up early to practice martial arts, so he pushed open the door and came to the courtyard. This is the martial arts training ground of the martial arts hall, and there is nothing to do on weekdays, only a few apprentices are boxing here to train their muscles and bones. As soon as he arrived, several of his apprentices stopped and saluted him.

"Do you see Xian'er?" Shen Qingtian asked as usual, although he already knew what his son was doing, he still asked.

"Back to the master, the junior brother took the little junior sister out early in the morning. Shen Qingtian's eldest apprentice, Mu Ren, replied leisurely.

"Got it, you guys are so good to practice!" Shen Qingtian sighed and went to the side to practice boxing.

At this moment, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was holding the hand of a young girl and running wildly down the street. The girl shouted, "Slow down, slow down," but the boy ran as hard as he could as if he hadn't heard.

"It's here!" the young man suddenly stopped, pointed to the only "refining room" in the town, and said, "Qing'er Qing'er, we're here!"

"Senior Brother Shen, running so fast, even if I practiced the 'Ascending Steps', I can't catch up with you, let me take a few breaths!" The girl didn't care at all that the young man was holding her hand, in her impression, she would always be held by these hands since she would run.

"Hahaha, Qing'er is so cute, she always says something nice to make me happy!" The young man smiled, "Today, my Young Master Shen also makes Qing'er happy!" The young man said, and dragged the girl into the refining room. It seems that the boy often comes here, and the owner of the instrument room only smiles at him and then ignores him. And the boy pulled the girl into the inner room, which was originally an empty house, and as the boy was on the four pillars in the room, four large cabinets stretched out, which were full of swords, swords, and weapons, all kinds of colors, because they were neatly arranged, but they were also beautiful.

The boy walked to one of the cabinets, took a short wooden sword from the shelf, and said, "This is a new thing I made!" As he spoke, the boy pressed the hilt of the short sword, and the head of the sword popped out with a "whoosh", and happened to touch the girl's nose, which made her take a few steps back.

"Hahaha, frightened, right? Hehe, if you can make a real sword, you can be surprised when dealing with the enemy, but it is stronger than any martial arts, hehe, even a martial saint will inevitably die under the sword!" The young man laughed heartily, but the girl pouted, touched her nose and said, "If you are necrotic, you will scare me, and you will make me happy, but you will make me happy!"

"Qing'er, don't be angry, although this sword is not complete, but it is also a good thing, give it to you to play!" the young man said and pressed on the hilt of the sword again, and the ejected sword head retracted, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to an ordinary short sword.

The girl took it and played with it for a while, listened to the young man's explanation, and suddenly pointed the sword at the young man's nose, pressed it on the hilt, and the sword head touched the young man's nose without any deviation, and the young man was frightened to take a few steps back.

"Hahaha, have you been tricked?" the girl leaned forward and backwards happily, and said again and again, "Let you scare me!"

The boy touched the back of his head, didn't speak, just stared at the girl and smirked, muttering, "You look so good when you smile." ”

"Ah, Senior Brother Shen, what did you say?"

"Qing'er looks so good when she laughs!"

The girl blushed, said something nasty, raised her dagger again, flicked the boy's nose, and then turned and ran out.

The two of them returned to the martial arts hall from the refining room with a smile, and as soon as they entered the door, Shen Qingtian was already waiting there. When the young man saw Shen Qingtian, his smile suddenly dispersed, he lowered his head, called "Dad", and then wanted to turn around and run away.

"Xian'er, you stop!" Shen Qingtian's voice was slightly low, and he looked very handsome with a goatee, with wide eyes, and a bit of majesty.

"Come into my room, I have something to say. After Shen Qingtian finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the inner room.

The young man stood there and didn't move, the girl went over and pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Why are you stunned, go quickly, otherwise the master will teach you a lesson!"

"It's inevitable that going there will be a lesson!" the young man sighed, and took a step towards the back room.

"Little junior sister, but you're back, the master just ordered us to practice martial arts!" Mu Ren saw the two of them from a distance, and walked over to the girl with a smile on his face.

"Senior brother, what are you practicing today?" the girl happily greeted her and took Mu Ren's arm. It happened that Shen Xian looked back and saw it, sighed again, and thought: "It would be great if I could have the qualifications of a senior brother, and if I practiced a good kung fu, I could not only win Qing'er's love, but also not disappoint my father." Thinking about it, Mu Ren and the girl went to the martial arts training ground, and he had already walked to Shen Qingtian's bedroom.

"Come in!" Shen Qingtian has the realm of a martial artist, and he naturally has the ability to listen to the eight directions, and he will know it as soon as the young man comes.

The young man pushed open the door, and Shen Qingtian turned his back to him, unable to see his expression, but his back looked gloomy.

"Although your qualifications are mediocre, you should still practice a lot, instead of being idle all day and not doing your job. Shen Qingtian said, "When I heard the words of 'Bu Operator', I gave you the word 'idle', which also corresponds to your personality, but I still hope that you can practice martial arts well and take over the martial arts hall in the future!"

This young man's surname is Shen, and his single name is an idle word, and he is the child with ordinary qualifications and bones that the old man who knocked on the door that day.

"Dad, since I can't improve in martial arts, it's better to learn some other skills, and I won't end up on the street in the future. As for your martial arts hall, it's better for the senior brother to take over!" Shen Xian said, what he said was actually reasonable, and Shen Qingtian also understood, but today's Shenwu Continent advocates martial arts, and there are many people who practice martial arts, even the old woman who buys vegetables on the street can also work hard with one or two hands, and she doesn't know martial arts, so her status in this place is low, and she will be looked down upon by many people, so she will inevitably be bullied.

Of course, there are exceptions, there are some people who have ordinary martial arts qualifications, but have other talents, specializing in casting, or specializing in alchemy, or specializing in talismans, and those who have produced good things and are regarded as masters are also highly treated. However, Shen Xian's qualifications in these aspects are also very ordinary, but he knows that he can't practice martial arts, and he doesn't want to spend time practicing, so he likes casting.

It is said that he has studied for some years with the casting master in the town, that is, the owner of the refining room, and only today can he make a small wooden sword, and his qualifications and talents are really not good, but he likes it and loves to spend energy, but casting is too material-intensive, and materials need money the most, and the Shen family is actually not rich, so everyone knows that he is just playing with money if he goes on like this, and he can't learn the refining weapon, and he has no future.

"It's better to practice martial arts well, even if you can only be a martial artist!" Shen Qingtian turned his face, his eyes full of guilt. Shen Xian couldn't see it, thinking that he was disappointed, he felt even more uncomfortable, so he promised and turned to leave.

In fact, no one knows how much Shen Xian hopes that he can practice martial arts, but after three or four years of small martial arts, even his mother-in-law who has only practiced two kung fu at the corner of the street can't beat it, and he has been ridiculed since he was a child, and he also practiced martial arts diligently, but there is such a boring thing in the world, he just can't practice well, and the realm is just a little martial artist. Even the little junior sister Yu Qing'er, who has only practiced for a few years, has already reached the realm of a first-class martial artist, and he can say that one flies and one runs, one rests in the tree, and the other drills in the ground. So even if Shen Xian was good to Yuqing'er and really liked her, he didn't dare to say it, he felt that he was not worthy of her.

This kind of suffering is known only to him.

He alone suffers this kind of suffering.

Shen Xian walked out of the door of Shen Qingtian's house, and did not stay in the martial arts hall for a long time, and ran to the grave outside the town with a black face to complain to his mother and calm down. On the way back, when he heard the townspeople talking about the "birthday banquet", Shen Xian suddenly remembered that it would be his father's birthday three days later, so he went to the refining room again, and was messing around there alone, not knowing what to do.