After Zhao Peng was punished and beaten, the Zhao family teenagers in the canteen left one after another.

The inside and outside of the dining hall were empty, and only Zhao Shanhe was left standing opposite Zhao Peng.

The black steel whip flashed with black light, and it shrank into Zhao Shanhe's sleeve like a snake.

Zhao Shanhe seemed to see through the doubts in Zhao Peng's heart, he glared at Zhao Peng fiercely, and said coldly: "Think back then, your father Zhao Lie, what a heroic hero! Although you are a useless waste, you are Zhao Lie's only son after all." With your weak and uncontrollable appearance, I'm afraid that you can't even stand my whip! If I kill you, won't Zhao Lie be killed?"

Zhao Peng originally wanted to thank Zhao Shanhe for opening up to him, but now when he heard this, Zhao Peng's expression suddenly sank, and he couldn't say half of the word "thanks".

After all, no one wants to be called a waster.

"After stabbing someone with a knife, his face does not change color and his heart does not beat, but he has the demeanor of your father Zhao Lie back then. ”

Seeing that Zhao Peng was silent, Zhao Shanhe glared at Zhao Peng, snorted coldly, and said, "...... Since you dare to use a knife to hurt people, you must learn some methods of fighting people. I, a disciple of the Zhao family, have to practice martial arts diligently in the cultivation dojo every day, but you, Zhao Peng, are extremely lazy, and you have never been to the cultivation dojo once. From tomorrow, you must come to the cultivation dojo on time to practice martial arts!"

Zhao Shanhe's words changed, his tone became extremely stern, and he said: "Today's thirty whips are counted in the account, if you don't come, I will beat you with thirty lashes every day until you are killed!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shanhe turned around and left.

When he walked to the door, he stopped again and said, "You are a descendant of my Zhao family, and you should live in the inner courtyard of my Zhao family, so you don't want to live in this small cabin, just move out today." The dojo where the children of my Zhao family practice is next to the inner courtyard of the Zhao family. I will arrange a place for you to live in the inner courtyard. In this way, you will not stay in the place where these children of the side line live, and then take a knife to stab people. ”

The wooden house is dilapidated, leaking wind and rain, and it is indeed not suitable for people.

Zhao Peng wanted to live in another place, but he touched the key hanging around his neck and remembered those rumors about treasures, and Zhao Peng was a little reluctant.

"Do you also think that there are treasures left by your father Zhao Lie in this house?"

Zhao Shanhe glanced at Zhao Peng deeply and said, "Even if you live in the inner courtyard, this small wooden house will still belong to you." Don't worry, I'm in charge of this matter, and no one will occupy your house. ”

Zhao Peng said: "Then thank you Uncle Shanhe." ”

"Tonight, you will stay here for another night, and tomorrow you will come to the cultivation dojo, and I will give you the key to the house in the inner courtyard. Zhao Shanhe waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Brother!"

Luo'er held Zhao Peng's palm tightly, her weak little face was full of worry, and asked, "Brother, does it hurt, Luo'er will rub it for you." ”

"It doesn't hurt. ”

Zhao Peng rubbed Luo'er's head, shook his head with a smile, and thought in his heart: "I didn't expect Uncle Shanhe to be open to me!"

"Doesn't it really hurt? Luo'er doesn't believe it! When the whip hits my brother, it crackles, it must be very, very painful......

Luo'er didn't give up, holding Zhao Peng's hand hard and refusing to relax.

It wasn't until she walked back to the small broken house that Zhao Peng took off her shirt, and when Luo'er saw that Zhao Peng really had no whip scars on his body, she really put her mind at ease and said solemnly: "Uncle Shanhe is a good person." ”

Zhao Peng smiled, "Then Luo'er told my brother, who is a good person and who is a bad person?"

Luo Er didn't think about it, and said without hesitation: "A person who is good to his brother is a good person, and a person who is not good to his brother is a bad person." ”

As soon as I woke up yesterday, I stabbed the cook.

When I woke up today, I had a fight with Zhao Hao and stabbed Zhao Hao again.

After these two incidents, Zhao Peng suddenly had a deeper understanding of the world where force was rampant and killing was rampant.

Zhao Peng lay on the bed, sorting out his mood and thoughts.

The Zhao family has a long history of family learning, and although Zhao Peng does not practice martial arts, he also understands martial arts.

In this world, martial arts are prosperous, and only those who have achieved cultivation can become strong!

There are 108,000 mysteries in the human body.

Those powerful cultivators can cultivate many mystical skills, thousands of secret methods, and thousands of supernatural powers in the 108,000 acupoints around them.

You can turn your hands into clouds and cover your hands for rain!

You can move mountains and reclaim the sea, capture the sun and moon, and tap the stars!

Before penetrating the mysteries, he was only a martial artist.

And if a martial artist wants to penetrate the mysteries, he must first temper the physical body, which is divided into refining skin, meat, tendons, bones, marrow, viscera, blood, and knots, a total of eight realms.

This eightfold realm, from the outside to the inside, from the surface to the inside, goes deeper step by step, step by step.

Only when the refining technique is successful can we cross the world and the world.

If you can't succeed in refining your skills throughout your life, you are a person who doesn't know anything.

Under the qualifications, the talent is extremely poor, and those who can't open up are doomed to mediocrity in their lives...... For example, Zhao Peng.

The difference in his qualifications is even so bad that he can't even awaken the martial arts bloodline!

Doomed to mediocrity?

Zhao Peng's expression froze, and he withdrew his gaze from the distant sky, his eyes shining.

"Since I live between heaven and earth, I should be rampant in the world and look down on the world, how can I be a mediocre person!"

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhao Peng took Luo'er and appeared at the gate of the Zhao family's compound.

The whole compound, built like a castle, is hundreds of meters in circumference and is surrounded by a city wall that is more than ten meters high. The city wall is made of huge stones, which can defend against demon birds and fierce beasts, and protect the descendants of the Zhao family who live in the fort.

The fort gate is more than ten meters high, magnificent and simple, and there are two guards standing at the door.

The guards found out that Zhao Peng was coming, and looked at him coldly, but refused to pay attention to him. That look was like staring at a fly or a mouse.

"Sure enough, in this Zhao family, no one looks up to me!"

Zhao Peng smiled coldly and walked through the door.

In the courtyard of the Zhao family, which is surrounded by the city wall, there are only two white stone avenues, crisscrossing and forming a cross.

At the intersection of the cross avenues, there is a large monument, ten meters high, carved with the names of the children of the Zhao family who died in battle for two hundred years.

This monument is called the Heroic Monument.

A half-person-high incense burner rests in front of the monument, and the incense is swirling.

Zhao Peng's gaze swept over the stone stele, only stopped on the word "Zhao Lie" for a moment, bowed to these two words, and then turned to leave.

"Waste Zhao Peng, you are also worthy of worshipping the heroic spirit monument of the martyrs of my Zhao family?"

Not far away, an angry roar rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man with five big and three thick, holding a thick wooden stick in one hand and a broom in the other, ran to the front of the Yingling Monument in a hurry, and scolded loudly: "Even if you run fast, if you are caught by Lao Tzu next time, see that Lao Tzu will not interrupt your hands and feet! If it weren't for your waste, your father died young, how could my Zhao Jiabao end up today? If your father Zhao Lie I is famous, a genius in the sky, if he is still alive, who would dare to touch a single hair of my Zhao Jiabao around this Hanging Bell City?" Zhao Lie is such a hero, but you are a waste thing......"

He pointed at Zhao Peng's distant back with a wooden stick, and at the same time used a broom to sweep the place where Zhao Peng had stood before. It's as if Zhao Peng is a plague god who has lost his door, and standing on the ground for a while will leave a lingering bad luck.

The sound was heard through the long street.

Zhao Peng took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, took Luo'er's soft little hand, and strode on Baishi Avenue.

It's not that he didn't hear the bursts of scolding, and it's not that Zhao Peng is a wretch who doesn't dare to resist half a sentence, it's really because what the person said is the truth. And once Zhao Peng argues with him and attracts other people, it will only attract more unbearable remarks.

The longest saying in the Zhao family is: Lao Tzu is a hero.

This is Zhao Peng.

At the end of Baishi Avenue is the west gate of the Zhao family's compound. In addition to the West Gate, there is a flat land with a radius of several thousand meters. The Zhao family's cultivation dojo is here.

In the cultivation dojo, a group of young people from the Zhao family were practicing.

Tigers carved from white stone, a total of 9,999, surrounded the cultivation dojo.

The stone tiger is lifelike, large and small, or sitting, or lying, opening teeth and dancing claws, the forms are different, all are extremely violent, and they must choose people to eat.

Each stone tiger has a formation map engraved on it, and thousands of stone tigers form a large array. This array can gather the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, which is conducive to cultivation.

This is the Zhao family's famous cultivation dojo...... White Tiger Dojo!

When the morning breeze blew over the stone tiger, a muffled thunderous tiger roar could be faintly heard, roaring and roaring, endlessly.

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