Chapter 5: First Acquaintance with Martial Arts

"Then can you tell me about the martial arts cultivators, I grew up listening to the stories of your martial artists, martial artists are really that powerful, can they really move mountains and reclaim the sea as the book says, and fly to the sky?"

At the mention of a martial artist, Zhang Yang's face flushed like a drunken drunk, and his face was full of admiration and excitement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Oh, do you also want to know about martial arts cultivation, what, do you also want to become a martial arts cultivator?"

When Qing Lao heard Zhang Yang's words, he squinted at Zhang Yang and asked with a playful expression.

"Well, well, in this world, there is no one who doesn't want to become a martial artist, it's just that I don't have the qualifications to become a martial artist......"

Speaking of himself, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel sad.

"The qualifications of the fucking bullshit, I think the qualifications of the old man are also ...... Hmph" Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the old man became nameless for a while, scolded loudly, and wanted to say something, but he wanted to stop talking.

Although it was strange why Qing Lao was so angry, Zhang Yang resolutely did not touch Qing Lao's moldy head again.

After scolding for a while, the old man seemed to realize the existence of a junior next to him, so he slowly calmed down, and then did not speak again, and began to meditate quietly. It's like I'm stuck in some kind of memory.

Zhang Yang stood aside, watching Qing Lao unconsciously in a daze, he didn't know what to do, and then sat on the ground next to Qing Lao, supported his forehead with his hands, looked at the calm lake, and began to be stunned.

As the sun sets, the oblique sunlight stretches the figures of an old man and a young man, and by this quiet small lake, it seems to have become a sculpture, which looks mysterious and distant!

"Alas, that's it, little guy, who told me to drink a bowl of fish soup from you, it can be regarded as the old man owes you a favor, if you really want to become a martial artist, the old man can teach you, but ......"

A burst of excited voices came into Zhang Yang's ears, but this tired voice was tantamount to a heavenly sound lingering in Zhang Yang's mind for a long time.

Before Qing Lao could finish speaking, Zhang Yang jumped up.

"Really, Qing Lao, really, can I really become a martial artist......?

Looking at the unbelievable gaze of the jumping foot, the old man was speechless for a while, his face was flat, and he broke off.

"Quiet!! although I can teach you to practice, but you must know that the path of cultivation is full of difficulties, this is a world with very deep water, once you enter it, there is no turning back, you can only survive better if you continue to work hard and become stronger. Moreover, cultivation requires great perseverance, and ordinary people cannot endure this hardship. Think about it yourself, it's not early today, you go back and think about it, and if you decide, come back to me tomorrow morning!"

Qing Lao looked at Zhang Yang's back all the way away, his eyes were full of complexity, was it expectation, or reminiscence, or something else......

At night, Zhang Yang couldn't sleep for a long time, he never dared to believe that he would become a martial artist one day, and he could become a legendary figure one day.

Tonight is a sleepless night......

The next day, Zhang Yang came to the small lake early, but the old man seemed to come earlier, and he was already sitting by the lake, looking up at the sky, not knowing what to think......

"Young ......"

Zhang Yang called in a low voice.

After a long time, the old man retracted his gaze, looked at Zhang Yang, and made an old voice.

"Since you are here, I will know your decision, no matter what, the road is your own choice, whether you can go or not, how far you can go depends on yourself, I am at most a guide!"

"Young man, don't worry, since I have chosen this path, even if I fall halfway down the road and can't reach the end, I won't complain, because this is my choice!"

When Zhang Yang said this, he was extremely solemn, as if he wanted to reassure the old man, and as if he was secretly making an oath to himself.

Qing Lao glanced at Zhang Yang in surprise, and seemed to wonder why a sixteen-year-old little guy was so confident. Then he shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and pointed to a stone beside him.

"Sit down, I'll tell you about the martial arts cultivation in the Heavenly Continent first. ”

"The martial arts cultivation atmosphere of the Tianci Continent began 10,000 years ago, and the oldest record in the book also began 10,000 years ago, as for what happened in the Tianci Continent earlier, no one knows, it seems that this history has been erased by someone, it has been broken, and there is no way to know. But that's just my guess, and I don't think anyone is strong enough to erase a piece of history......"

Listening to Qing Lao's introduction, Zhang Yang was shocked for a while, if someone is really strong enough to this extent, what kind of existence should it be.

"I think you also know that the mainstream of martial arts cultivators on the continent is led by the four major sects, and some other small sects and sects can't become much of a climate. Let's take the four major sects as an example, our sword pavilion is heavy, with the body with the sword, with the heart of the sword, the heart is the sword broken, so the attack power is the strongest!"

"The women of the Valley of Flowers are heavy, this thing is everything in nature, they can communicate with the flowers and trees in nature as their helpers and weapons, so fighting them is the most troublesome, endless trouble!"

"The academy pays attention to the cultivation of the mind, they think that whether you can become strong depends on whether you have a quiet heart, so everyone in the academy is nerd, but you can't underestimate them, their body is heroic and upright, and the spirit of not giving up until the goal is achieved, I have been taught. ”

"Finally, there is the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave, as the name suggests, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Beasts Cave attach importance to the strength of the body, so they pay attention to the exploration of their own potential, so in the future, when you walk on the continent, you will encounter some people who are not human-like with developed bodies, don't provoke them, they can't be killed. What's more, every cultivator in the Ten Thousand Beast Cave had a spirit beast companion, making them even more terrifying. ”

"Spirit beast, what is a spirit beast, I have only heard of a spirit beast, what I often see in the academy cafeteria is the purple golden cow is a magic beast, what is that spirit beast???"

Hearing these things introduced by Qing Lao, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a lot of insight, how could these things be heard by a miscellaneous servant like him?

"Spirit beasts, this has to start with how the martial cultivators came about, the martial cultivators of the Heavenly Continent all absorb the heaven and earth vitality that is free from this continent and store it in their own bodies, and then transform it into their own vitality, use it for their own use, and release it as they want in battle. It is precisely because of the fact that a martial artist uses the weather vitality for his own use when he is cultivating that he will become powerful and become different from ordinary people. ”

"And the spirit beasts are the same, they are all ordinary demonic beasts after a long time of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth, gradually becoming stronger, opening up the spiritual intelligence, they have a stronger physique than humans, and there are many natural abilities that people do not have. There are hundreds of millions of demonic beasts in the Tianci Forest, so there are many spirit beasts born, and legend has it that there is also the existence of the spirit beast king, and each spirit beast king is equivalent to the existence of the human Yuanzun realm......"

When Qing Lao talked about the spirit beast king, a faint look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes, which made Zhang Yang very shocked.

For a long time, in Zhang Yang's eyes, Qing Lao is a mysterious and powerful martial artist, no matter what time he is, he is a breezy look, Zhang Yang is the first time to see the scared look in Qing Lao's eyes, which makes Zhang Yang more curious about the spirit beast king in Qing Lao's mouth......

"Ahem...... Well...... That, is that spirit beast king very strong?"

Zhang Yang asked weakly.

"Very strong, very strong...... Hahahaha......"

Qing Lao seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and he couldn't stop laughing.

"The little guy really doesn't understand anything, haha...... The martial arts cultivators of the Tianci Continent have been passed down to this day, and there is a simple hierarchy for martial cultivators on the mainland, which are the ten levels of Huafan Realm, Yuanshi Realm, Great Yuanshi Realm, Yuanshi Realm, Great Yuanshi Realm, Yuanling Realm, Yuanwang Realm, Yuanjun Realm, Yuansheng Realm, and Yuanzun Realm. And the martial artists who have cultivated to the Yuanzun realm are basically the dominant existence of this continent. ”

"As far as I know, from ancient times to the present, the martial artists who have cultivated to the Yuanzun Realm have become legendary figures, let's put it this way, the founders of the four major sects on the continent are all strong people in the Yuanzun Realm, however, in the past hundred years, I have never heard of any signs of the powerhouses of the Yuanzun Realm appearing on the mainland. And the spirit beast king I just mentioned is the existence that can be comparable to the strong man of the dollar venerable realm, do you say that it is strong or not, haha, a little guy like you, ten thousand is not enough for the spirit beast king to blow in one breath, haha......"

The laughter of the young man was full of anger, not at all like an old man who was about to die. Zhang Yang stood beside him, full of black lines.