In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shines on the boy's face, reflecting the colors of the world.

Gu Le woke up in a daze and found that he was actually sleeping on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but show a silly smile. Remembering that he seemed to have had a very strange dream last night, in the dream he saw a middle-aged man standing on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, dressed in a green shirt, full of silver hair fluttering in the wind, his head slightly raised to look at the stars, sassy and imposing, leisurely The white-haired middle-aged man raised his hands gently, his five fingers were separated, and the seemingly ordinary movements made the momentum on his body suddenly become extremely powerful and mighty. It was as if this world was ruled by him, and the mountains, the sea, and the starry sky seemed so small in his eyes.

The raised hands slowly grabbed the starry sky, and it was such a simple grasp, thousands of stars were like worshipping their kings, contributing their most precious starlight, and in an instant, a dazzling light formed in the hands of the white-haired middle-aged man, and with a ray of dazzling light burst out from his eyes, shooting into the light in his hands. The white-haired middle-aged man's hands kept waving, and the light group kept rotating and compressing with the wave of his hands. I don't know how long it took, but the light cluster had become more and more substantial in the hands of the white-haired middle-aged man, and gradually took shape.

Gu Le changed from curiosity and surprise at first, and with the formation of the light cluster, it became frightened and confused. Because the shape of the dazzling light was the size of the gold jade on his chest, the shape became more and more similar.

Suddenly, the white-haired middle-aged man suddenly turned to look at Gu Le, and pushed the golden jade made of starlight in his hand with both hands, shooting towards Gu Le at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye. However, before Gu Le could scream, Jin Yu had already submerged into his body. And then...... There was no more, because Xiao Gule was unconscious at the moment.

Gu Le saw the bare red rope on his chest, and was very curious, how could Jin Yu integrate into his body, although he didn't feel any discomfort in his body, but he couldn't help but feel a little sad, this was the only thought his parents left him. It's just inexplicably gone. At the same time, I couldn't help but have some doubts in my heart, what was that golden jade, and could the white-haired middle-aged man be his father? Gu Le's memory of his father was only that white hair, after all, he was still very young at that time, and he couldn't remember his father's appearance at all. If that white-haired middle-aged man is his father, his cultivation must not be weak, and the gold and jade that he left me must not be an ordinary thing...

Gu Le shook his head vigorously, he was really thinking too much. If that Jin Yu is really a treasure, he has been by his side for eight years, how could he not even reach the early stage of martial arts. "It's better to cultivate honestly, otherwise you will really have to be a waste for a lifetime", Gu Le couldn't help laughing at himself.

When I returned to the bamboo house, I found that Yun Xi's girl was still sleeping, and the corners of her mouth were still drooling. Gu Le couldn't help but feel funny, so he went up and pinched her little face, and woke her up to have breakfast together, this girl seemed to feel embarrassed, and her little face was red all morning.

The news that Gu Le was knocked unconscious by Lin Zhuo's punch spread all over the city, but unfortunately it was spread as a joke after dinner. Although this is equivalent to a resounding slap in the face to the Gu family, the Gu family will not go to the Lin family for a waste who can't cultivate, because he is not qualified to let the Gu family support him. Although this matter has passed, it seems to be calm, but only the person concerned can feel it, and the people around him are even more disdainful of him, and they can't help but reprimand him when they see him.

Of course, as the protagonist of the story, he was already used to this kind of life when he was eight years old. If he doesn't resist, he doesn't theorize, he just blindly buries himself in penance, and everyone may regard his cultivation as a waste of time. If it was a waste of time before it happened, but not now!

Because since the golden jade was integrated into his body, Gu Le found that he could actually cultivate, and he reached the early stage of martial arts in one night. That day, Gu Le meditated as usual, and when he meditated, a majestic voice came out of his mind, "Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are used to kill dogs." The world is impermanent, the stars are ever-changing, and there is a glimmer of life. Martial cultivators take the essence of heaven and earth for their own use, and they do it against the sky, and they must go through thousands of hardships and hardships. Once you enter this gate, the only way forward. When he said that, it was gone, but then Gu Le knew what it meant to be suffering, and all kinds of thoughts filled Gu Le's mind, as if he wanted to pull his soul out of his body, but he couldn't imagine how painful it was, but Gu Le gritted his teeth and survived.

Maybe God is fair, there is no unprovoked pain, and there will always be some unexpected gains after suffering. Immediately after that, a book appeared in Gu Le's mind. Yes, a book that looks very old, very ordinary and very thin, and seems to be somewhat broken. The pages are slightly yellowed, as if no one has turned them for a long time, and they will fall apart if they are not careful.

Gu Le couldn't help but be attracted by this plain and unremarkable book that is unforgettable at a glance, and looked at it only to see that there were only four big characters on the paper, "Hong Huang Shenwu", and the font was powerful, just like an ancient dragon with an ancient breath of destroying the world and paving the face. Frightened, Gu Le hurriedly withdrew from meditation. But I couldn't help but wonder what this book was, and I concentrated on meditation again, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief to see that the book was still floating in my mind. When Gu Le was concentrating on exploring the book again, he saw that the ancient book itself turned a page, and a cultivator was sitting on the yellowed paper, as if he was meditating, with various meridian movements drawn on his body. It seems to be a chart of the vitality of a martial artist when he is cultivating.

Although Gu Le has never stepped into the martial arts in the past, he really can't see the martial arts exercises of the Yanlong Continent, there are several low-level cultivation exercises in the Gujia Zangjing Pavilion, of course, there are also intermediate-level ones, but Gu Le is not qualified to see it, Gu Le often stays in the Zangjing Pavilion for a day in order to become a martial artist, and he knows all the cultivation exercises in his heart, but it is certain that he has never seen such a cultivation map.

There are countless cultivation techniques in the Yanlong Continent, but the grades are different, maybe this is just one of the low-level cultivation techniques, and Gu Le didn't think much about it. When I concentrated my consciousness and wanted to continue to look down, I found that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't let the ancient book move again, so I had to stare at the meridian painting all the time, looking very carefully and seriously, for fear of missing something, until I remembered this painting deeply in my mind. Finally, don't quit meditation until you're sure you've memorized it.

The Yanlong Continent has countless martial arts cultivation, and the cultivation techniques are even more ever-changing. A good cultivation technique can make a martial artist go further and higher. Of course, there are very few such good exercises, and there may not be a few in the entire Purple Cloud Empire, and they are all monopolized by those super families and sects, after all, a good exercise is the inheritance of a family, a sect and even an empire. Therefore, many small families' martial cultivators or casual cultivators will take refuge in those powerful sects or imperial families after their strength meets the requirements, so as to obtain better exercises.

Gu Le didn't care about the level of ** in the ancient books, now as long as there is a practice that can make him a martial artist, even if he is at a low level, he will be so excited that he can't sleep, and then he will practice seriously. After all, he is only a twelve-year-old child, and after experiencing so much scorn and humiliation from relatives and strangers, he wants to prove that he is not a waste. I also want to walk on the street in a beautiful scenery and be praised as a genius.

Gu Le slowly opened his eyes and calmed down his rarely fluctuating mood. Then he sank into the dantian, looked at the nose with his eyes, looked at the nose and mouth, and kept changing his gestures with his hands, guiding the vitality of heaven and earth into the meridians, and then guiding the vitality to move forward slowly according to the vitality trend chart in the ancient book. As soon as the vitality walked through the meridians, Gu Le's immature little face twisted painfully. But at the same time, Gu Le's heart was full of excitement, "The vitality is not dispersed, haha~~ It is really not dispersed, I can cultivate, I can become a martial cultivator." Gu Le opened his eyes and muttered, but there was a slight sparkle in the corner of his eye.

After a brief period of joy, Gu Le began his dream of martial arts again. Pain is not absent, and joy is not eternal. Only by failing to persevere, and by making unsuccessful efforts, can we get unexpected gains only by enduring what ordinary people cannot endure and endure hardships that ordinary people cannot endure. Sweat kept sliding down Gu Le's face, the futon sitting cross-legged was already soaked, and the immature little face was distorted by pain and was extremely terrifying.