Intercepting the river city, Yang Fan?

No matter how the sons of the family present recalled, they couldn't remember that there was a family surnamed Yang in Jiejiang City, let alone Yang Fan.

But since he is not a member of the family, could it be that he is a disciple of the sect who worshiped in Jiejiang City?

There was no way, the son of the He family could only think like this, so he asked the peerless wind medium brother again: "Dare to ask, this Yang Fan Gongzi, which sect is a disciple?"

In the eyes of this group of arrogant family disciples, those who can pass the test must be the most unfortunate family members, if not, then they must be sect disciples.

But obviously, this time they were outrageously wrong, only to see the little brother of the wind medium smile and wave his hand: "This is not the son of a family, let alone a sect, just an ordinary martial artist, no sect, self-taught, and when he climbs the cloud ladder, he only cultivates in the middle of the realm." ”

When the words fell, the faces of the sons of the family on the inner three floors were as earth-colored, and the wandering warriors on the outer three floors were overjoyed.

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At this time, the civilian heroes who were being praised by Xiling City were standing a little cramped on the back mountain of the Wushuang Academy, facing a martial arts king in the world.

The two looked at each other, one side was interested, and the other side was a little hesitant.

Tang Luo didn't release the water, the rules of the cloud ladder are the same for everyone, and he was surprised that the little boy Zhong Lingyuxiu really set foot on the path of a martial artist.

And looking at the calluses on his hands and the extremely active aura flow in his limbs, although this kid does not have any high-level inheritance, his physical skills are unexpectedly good.

What's even more rare is his heart, Cloud Rank Ninety-Nine, as long as there is a little doubt and hesitation in his heart, he will fall.

"How did you do that?"

Tang Luo smiled and asked, "Cloud step ninety-nine, the higher you go, the thinner it becomes, weren't you scared at that time?"

Yang Fan, who had been in a daze, heard the dean's inquiry, and clenched his fists and said: "Back to the dean, the disciple just wanted to step on the ladder to the sky at that time, and he didn't have time to be afraid. ”

"Well, what a good boy. ”

Tang Luo praised with a smile, this "good boy" is not only a praise for Yang Fan's mental actions today, but also a praise for his hard work for more than ten years: "Tell me, why do you want to practice martial arts?"

Looking at the dean, whose expression suddenly became a little serious, Yang Fan suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and the answer he originally wanted to blurt out was swallowed back into his throat.

Why practice martial arts?

This question is perhaps the most meaningless question in the Xihe Continent.

As long as conditions permit, who doesn't want to practice martial arts.

But when you think about it, there are very few things that can really be done.

Yang Fan frowned, carefully recalling his original intention of wanting to practice martial arts, and his already vague memory gradually became clear.

It was an unusually cold midnight, and the bells of the ruined temple could not block the wind, and the hay and backs could not cover their bodies, so he and several siblings could only huddle in the corner.

Then there was the sudden arrival of Brother Mi, who said that he wanted to take them out of Xiling, but he ran into a group of scoundrels and ruffians halfway through.

It was on that night that he saw the splendor of Nishiga's martial arts, the handsome star-moon beast, and the stunning swordsman on the back of the beast.

The sword qi counted the breaths, and the ruffians who were embarrassed with them were counted to the end, and in the process of death to life, the other children cheered and rejoiced, only Yang Fan, with a hot thought burning in his head, he wanted to practice, he wanted to learn martial arts.

So, did he choose to practice because he didn't want to fall into the dangerous situation he was in again?

Yang Fan raised his head and wanted to say the answer when he first embarked on the path of cultivation, but looking at Tang Luo's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything, he hesitated.

The reason for practicing because he didn't want to be in danger didn't seem to be enough to fully express all the reasons why he embarked on the path of cultivation.

So Yang Fan lowered his head again and began to think about why there were more reasons for practicing martial arts.

After a while, he raised his head: "Because I don't want to let myself and the people around me be in danger and unable to do anything, I want to practice!"

The young man's face was full of sincere expressions, and this unwavering resoluteness was admirable.

But Tang Luo just smiled: "In this way, you are practicing for protection, so this court asks you, if those people no longer need your protection now, will you continue to practice martial arts?"

Yang Fan obviously didn't expect that there would be a follow-up to this question, but he didn't quite understand the dean's question, so he replied sincerely: "The disciple doesn't understand very well. ”

"For example, at this time, all your relatives are under the protection of the rules of Wushuang City, there are guards who are ten times stronger than you, generals who are a hundred times stronger than you, and even the rules of this court. All the people you need to protect are now in a safer environment, and the responsibility of your protection has been fully assumed, if you are only motivated to practice because you are protecting the people around you, then you should be relieved after coming to Chixia, what makes you continue to practice hard?"

Tang Luo smiled and asked, "If all the people around you are gone, will you stop cultivating, think clearly and then answer." ”

The so-called bystanders are clear, the authorities are confused, and many times, people do not know what they really want.

Just subconsciously set a goal for yourself, and then keep chasing.

In the process of chasing, some people may be able to gradually understand their true intentions, but there are also many cases that are covered up by the ordinary.

Yang Fan is very young and pure, although he is an orphan, but he has benefited from Mi Bai's care and teaching, and this person has a pure heart.

But this is not the fundamental reason why he can pass through the ninety-nine steps of the cloud ladder, the fundamental reason why he can ascend to heaven is because he is a natural martial artist.

The so-called natural martial artist is the kind of martial artist who is born to regard cultivation as a pleasure, and the exercise that seems to others to be extremely boring, but he can immerse himself in it, and an hour is as short as a quarter of an hour.

Even if there was no Xu Laoying back then, Yang Fan would definitely embark on the path of a martial artist.

And now, Tang Luo is naming his true heart, because cultivation is never for anyone, for any purpose.

Cultivation is just cultivation, and only those who regard cultivation as a happy natural martial artist can be qualified to reach the highest realm.

In addition, qualifications, births, exercises, and bloodlines are not important!

Yang Fan was shocked by the king's inquiry, and thousands of scenes were projected in his eyes, and there were thousands of possibilities in them.

There is a picture of Xu Lao winning late that night, and in the end only saved him, and then he cultivated martial arts and returned to Xiling to take revenge.

There was a scene where the Yuanzhou swordsman never appeared, and these children ran back to the city in batches, and he broke into a martial arts hall and spared his life.

There are also countless kinds of search for worship, living in various state capitals, as wandering warriors, killers, cooks, laborers, sailors, farmers.....

No matter what his identity, the final scene is the same, that is, after he completes his own work, he sweats like rain but smiles on his face.

Looking at the countless pictures, waving his arms and unconsciously smiling himself, Yang Fan suddenly realized.

It turns out that he has never practiced for anyone or anything, he just loves to practice, himself.

"From today on, Yang Fan is the founding disciple of this academy, and he is also the senior brother of the peerless inner courtyard!"

The edict of the martial arts king of the world traveled thousands of miles in the middle of the Lingjiang River in an instant, and the powerful thunderous edict made everyone here remember an ordinary, but destined to be extraordinary.