"There are still five miles...... Four miles ......"

Su Xingchen gasped for breath and sweated like rain as he ran around the Huandao Avenue on Flame Sky Island. The scorching sun scorched every inch of his skin, and even the oil was burned out. The faintly flickering fire in the body seemed to tear every inch of muscle and bone apart.

For thirteen years, almost every day, rain or shine, he insisted on running twenty miles.

When Su Xingchen ran past Tianyuan Square, the scattered disciples of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon Sect on the square pointed at him.

"That's running again!"

"Running has a fart use! He's just an ordinary person, just an ordinary person who can run to the sea of stars, and we are not a second?"

When Su Xingchen heard these mocking voices, his heart was still like water, his breathing was steady, and his lips were a little twitching and trembling, and he said slightly: "There are still three miles to ......."

On Tianyuan Square, the disciples of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon are all practicing Qi Resisting Techniques, some are in a sitting position, some are in an inverted posture, all kinds of strange shapes, or holding a storm in their palms, whistling and whistling, or facing the sun in the sky, and a ball of flames condensed in their palms.

Several young girls in the distance were smiling at Su Xingchen, as if they were evaluating his figure, laughing and laughing. Su Xingchen was naked and thin, with some red and swollen skin, and his face was covered with red lines, like a spider crawling over. Sweat seeped out on the red, swollen and uneven face, and the sunlight made it even more terrifying.

"I've been running for more than ten years, and I'm still as thin as a monkey, and my body looks like I have sores...... I look at this guy, even the talent of being an ordinary person is terrifyingly low!" A teenager took off his shirt and showed off his muscular upper body.

"It's very strange, when he was five years old, he obviously tested the imperial vein and was just an ordinary person, why did Murong Longyuan recruit him into the Imperial Sword Sect and become a big disciple?"

"It's just a matter of becoming a big disciple, Murong Longyuan actually married his baby daughter to him!"

"Tsk, Murong Qing is a first-class beauty, his mother's good cabbage has been arched by pigs......"

"Hehe, Murong Qing is beautiful, but the number one beauty on our Flame Sky Island is not Murong Qing, but her mother Ji Susu......"

Several teenagers laughed lowly, and the smile was extremely warm.

He was originally a typical 21st century otaku living on a planet called Earth, addicted to fantasy novels and online games, having a subsistence job, and living a boring life of factories, dormitories, and canteens. By chance, he unreasonably traveled to this world called Shenwu Jiulu and possessed a newborn baby. Perhaps the power of his crossing was too strong, Shenwu Jiulu's mother died in childbirth, and his father Su Chengzu pulled a handful of and urine.

The Flame Sky Island that Su Xingchen crossed over, with the Hanwu Continent to the east and the Qinling Continent to the west, is basically a Reading Kingdom. There are six sects of the Divine Dragon on the island, which are for the six sects of the Imperial Sword, Huoyun, Xuanshui, Divine Sword, Fulong, and Xingshu, forming an alliance, and the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, Murong Longyuan, that is, Su Xingchen's master, is the leader of the six sects of the Divine Dragon.

In Shenwu Jiulu, every child, at the age of about five, has to test the royal vein in his body to determine the exercises he has cultivated. The Six Sects of the Divine Dragon of Flame Sky Island are no exception.

From the beginning of Su Xingchen's birth, he carried a strange Nine Wild True Fire from his mother's womb, like a maggot attached to the bones, flowing in the air deep in the bones and blood of his body, even the most powerful Great Qi Master on Flame Sky Island could not be driven away. It was this root cause of the disease that made Su Xingchen fail to test the imperial pulse when he was five years old. Yuqitang's report shows that he can only be an ordinary person in his life!

It's not a big deal to be an ordinary person, because in this Shenwu Jiulu, where strength is respected, nine out of ten people have no royal veins in their lives, and only one tenth of the lucky ones will show the signs of the imperial vein, so as to practice the imperial qi art and become a human being.

But unexpectedly, Murong Longyuan, the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, still brought this ordinary person into the Imperial Sword Sect, and accepted him as a big disciple, and even promised to marry his daughter Murong Qing to him when he was seven years old!

It was precisely because of the identity gap between him as an ordinary person and the eldest disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, Murong Longyuan's future son-in-law, that he had endured all the white eyes and ridicule in the past thirteen years. Every disciple of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon was jealous that he would be able to become Murong Longyuan's son-in-law in the future, but they also ridiculed him as just an ordinary mortal who couldn't cultivate the Qi Control Technique!

But Su Xingchen never gave up his dream of cultivating the Qi Resisting Technique for a day! He only knew that a great philosopher once said that a person without a dream is no different from a dried salted fish!

He was determined to make his body stronger, so that the chances of the veins manifesting would be greatly increased. He has been running for thirteen years, refining his muscles and bones, dreaming that one day when he wakes up, he will find that the Imperial Vein has appeared, and he can become a true disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect!

The foundation of Qi Resisting is the flesh sac of the body. If the meat sac is not solid enough, then the potential of the Qi Resisting Technique will eventually be limited, and he knows this deeply.

"There's still a mile! It's time for the Imperial Sword Sect!" Su Xingchen only felt that the last bit of strength in his body had been drained, his eyes were a little pale, and his heart beat from steady and powerful to sharp beating. He began to accelerate in the last mile, a habit he had developed for a long time.

The Edgeworth Sect is located on East Street. The two huge stone dragons crouched on both sides of the door, and a big banner that soared to the sky, embroidered with the three golden characters of "Imperial Sword Sect", fluttered in the wind.

Su Xingchen slowed down, and his breathing gradually adjusted.

After he returned to the dormitory of the Imperial Sword Sect, he took a cold shower, sat on the mat, and began to silently use the Qi Resisting Technique, secretly inducing the Imperial Qi. For five years, he would practice for half an hour every day, walking on the empty body with his mind. Even if he doesn't have half of the royal vein, let alone half of the imperial qi, he is still holding on to a belief and looking forward to a miracle.

Su Xingchen induced for half an hour, but there was no trace of imperial qi, except for the faint scorching sensation coming from the depths of his body, it was the Nine Ambition True Fire that was slowly squirming, eroding his body. He is not in a hurry or irritable, and in the past five years, he has developed a tenacious and forbearant surname.

"Senior Brother Xingchen, Master is back, please go to the council hall to meet you. There was a knock on the door.

Su Xingchen's heart moved slightly. He recognized this voice, Ling Mofeng, the youngest outer disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, was also the only disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect who still called himself a senior brother. yes, he's just an ordinary person. In the Imperial Sword Sect, who would call an ordinary person a senior brother? In Flame Sky Island, ordinary people are just slaves and slaves.

Su Xingchen opened his eyes and thought to himself, yes, Master has been to the Hanwu Continent in the past two months, and it is indeed the period of return recently.

He pushed open the door and said to the thin Ling Mofeng: "Thank you Senior Brother Mofeng, I'll go here." ”

Ling Mofeng's expression was a little strange and evasive, and he stopped talking. Su Xingchen smiled indifferently: "Senior Brother Mofeng, do you know why Master summoned me?" Every time he saw Master, he would have an unspeakable sense of nervousness.

Ling Mofeng was noncommittal, and said authentically: "Master, Master, and more than a dozen elders of this sect are all in the council hall...... Senior Brother Xingchen, take care ......" He didn't say anything more, and walked away with his head down.

Su Xingchen sighed, secretly thinking, the posture that Senior Brother Mofeng saw with his own eyes must be true, these more than ten elders of the sect gathered together, presumably not to summon themselves over to check if they were the appearance of the imperial vein, or just to welcome the master back to the sect.

Su Xingchen's heart was full of doubts, and he came to the conference hall alone. The door of the council hall was closed, and the two disciples stood by the door, and when they saw Su Xingchen coming, they pushed open the door, invited Su Xingchen into the council hall, and closed the door again.

In the conference hall, a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe and wearing a jade crown on his head, elegant and upright, it was Murong Longyuan, the sect leader of the Imperial Sword Sect, standing in front of the hall with his hands down, looking up slightly, looking at the plaque at the head of the hall. On the plaque are written four big characters: Boundless Imperial Spirit!

Beside the Sect Master Murong stood a beautiful woman, dressed in a snow-white plain robe, with an elegant demeanor, who was Murong Longyuan's wife, Ji Susu. Although she is in her thirties, there is no trace of the years on her cheeks as white as snow, and she is really a stunning beauty.

There were more than ten elders of the Imperial Sword Sect sitting in the two rows under the hall, most of them were Murong Longyuan's senior brothers, and there were a few white beards fluttering, but they were Murong Longyuan's senior uncles and uncles. With so many people gathered together, what was the matter with summoning him? Su Xingchen was full of suspicions, and made a big salute to Murong Longyuan and the elders in the council hall, and said respectfully: "Disciple Su Xingchen, meet Master, Senior Lady and all the elders and seniors!"

Ji Susu nodded at him slightly, but his smile was a little reluctant, and his delicate contact lenses seemed to be a little red and swollen, obviously just crying.

Su Xingchen's heart moved, and he secretly thought that his master was crying, but he didn't know why. He didn't have a mother since he was a child, and in the fifth year, Ji Susu personally took his hand, entered the Imperial Qi Hall to test the royal vein surname, and she took him into the Imperial Sword Sect, took care of it, and regarded it as if he had already appeared. For thirteen years, he was mocked and humiliated. And in the entire Imperial Sword Sect, only Shi Niang is as loving as ever to herself. If the Imperial Sword Sect gave him the feeling of home, it was entirely because of his master Ji Susu.

Murong Longyuan turned around and waved his hand at Su Xingchen, signaling him to get up. His face was a little stiff, he pressed one hand on the table, sighed heavily, and said, "Su Xingchen, during the two months I went to the Han Wu Continent, did your imperial vein ever have half a sign of the awakening of the imperial vein?"

Before Su Xingchen could answer, Ji Susu had already rushed to say: "Xingchen has been practicing his body every day for the past thirteen years, and he has never stopped ...... for a day" She was naturally familiar with Su Xingchen's situation, so she rushed to cover it for him.

A middle-aged fat man sitting at the bottom of the head, looking a little obscene, wearing a blue robe, stained with dirt, shook his head, and said: "We are all people who control qi, refining muscles and bones, it is just the kung fu of a rough horseman, only the luck of the seven elements of imperial qi is the right way." "This person is one of Murong Longyuan's junior disciples, called Yin Baiye.

Yin Baiye is talking about the cruel reality of iron, no matter how powerful the strength of the muscles and bones is, there is a limit. Only by cultivating the Imperial Qi can one lead to the path of eternal life. Moreover, in the past thirteen years, Su Xingchen has refined his body and quenched his bones, and he has not grown, he is still as thin as a monkey!

All the elders in the hall nodded yes, and a few elders looked at Su Xingchen and shook their heads.

"Su Xingchen, in the past thirteen years, I have been looking forward to you being able to awaken the Imperial Vein and become the true chief disciple of my Imperial Sword Sect, and even pass on my mantle. But...... This may be the will of heaven, the Nine Madrid True Fire in your body is always devouring and eroding your body, causing your veins to be invisible. It seems that in your life, you can only be that nine-tenths ordinary person......" Murong Longyuan's face was quite gloomy.

Su Xingchen said: "Thank you Master for your kindness over the years, and for the care of Su Xingchen by Master's mother......" Ji Susu turned around and sobbed softly, and her snow-white robe shook a few times.

Murong Longyuan's face was heavy, and he sighed: "I didn't bring you anything, but my wife took care of you a little." For more than ten years, it is not easy for the Imperial Sword Sect to raise you...... After all, the Imperial Sword Sect can't raise you for a lifetime in vain. ”

Su Xingchen's heart was shocked! Or before he was ten years old, he would have to rely on his father Su Chengzu and the Imperial Sword Sect. But after the age of ten, he was already able to support himself! With his dexterous hands, he became a good carpenter like his father Su Chengzu. Every year, he earns far more money for the Edgeworth Sect than he can support himself.

"Su Xingchen, do you understand what this sect master means?" Murong Longyuan's eyes lit up.

Su Xingchen faintly felt that it was not good. The first time he heard Murong Longyuan call himself the sect master in front of him, instead of calling himself the master.

The atmosphere in the council hall was also a little delicate, Yin Baiye stared at Su Xingchen with a pair of small eyes with bad intentions, and even Ji Susu, who had always loved him, only had tears in her beautiful eyes, but she didn't speak.

"Master, do you mean to let me go?" Su Xingchen felt sour. But for some reason, there is an inexplicable relief! In the Imperial Sword Sect, who else has given him the warmth of his own home besides Shi Niang? If he hadn't been clinging to that ethereal dream of imperial qi, how could he still stay in the Imperial Sword Sect?

"It's July, and in three months, the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon will hold a star-picking meeting to select the younger generation of outer disciples and promote them to Qi Master. Su Xingchen, you are the chief disciple of this sect, and you have not made progress for thirteen years, while your juniors and disciples have far surpassed you. In the long run, I am afraid that it will affect the reputation of this door...... You know...... Besides, this sect master thinks that your old father is making money hard, so why don't you leave the Imperial Sword Sect and go back to help your father find a living......" Murong Longyuan said unhurriedly.

As soon as these words came out, it was tantamount to a thunderbolt in the clear sky, shaking Su Xingchen's eyes to the point of starry! Murong Longyuan was about to expel himself from the Imperial Sword Sect!

"Master, you ...... Are you going to expel me from Edgeworth?" Su Xingchen couldn't believe his ears! In the past five years, who in the Edgeworth Sect has worked harder than himself? Who knows that every day he wastes the last drop of sweat? But the Edgeworth Sect is going to ruthlessly expel himself, just because it will affect the reputation of the Edgeworth Sect!

Murong Longyuan smiled and said, "It's not expulsion, it's persuasion." Su Xingchen, we are doing this for your good...... After all, everyone has their own path, don't you? You're eighteen years old...... It's not a bad thing to be an ordinary person......"

Su Xingchen completely understood that Master Murong Longyuan wanted him to get out of here, and he could no longer occupy the title of Senior Brother. The so-called persuasion is just a nice word for expulsion!

"If that's the case, then why did Master bring his apprentice into the Imperial Sword Sect thirteen years ago? Master, you gave me a dream, and now you want to strangle my dream?" I don't know why, deep in Su Xingchen's heart, a wave of pathos swelled up, and if he didn't even dare to think about it, he blurted out at this moment!

Murong Longyuan didn't answer his question directly, but just sighed: "Su Xingchen, after you go back, help your father work well, and forget all the thirteen years of Qi control dreams." Everyone's fate is predestined by God and cannot be changed, so you can do it yourself! Even if you leave the Imperial Sword Sect, you are still protected by the Imperial Sword Sect. On the island of Flames, no one can touch you. ”

Ji Susu wanted to speak and stopped, but Murong Longyuan waved her hand to stop her. She looked at Su Xingchen who was full of grief, her beautiful eyes were full of pity and pity, but more helplessly, she just shook her head and pushed open the door of the conference hall first.

Su Xingchen didn't know how he walked out of the council hall at all, and returned to the residence in the outer courtyard in a bit of despair, closing the door, his nose was sore, and he wanted to cry.

"I ...... I can't cry! I definitely can't cry!" Su Xingchen forcibly suppressed the sorrow in his heart, "The pain of these thirteen years is just a dream, a dream that does not belong to me. But...... But why did you want to bring me into the Imperial Sword Sect? Why did you let me have a dream? Is my life really just an ordinary person who can be bullied? I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"

"Although I eat and live in the Imperial Sword Sect, I can earn living expenses based on my own ability, and I have never taken advantage of the Imperial Sword Sect. In the past thirteen years, he has only been able to exchange for the protection of the Imperial Sword Sect!" Su Xingchen's heart was dripping blood.

He looked at the things around him, this simple room, although the four walls were simple, but a table and a chair, all of which were made by himself, were soaked with the memories of his youth!

Su Xingchen lay down on the ground, biting his lip tightly, desperately trying not to let himself cry.

Even though it was the last day, he still wouldn't forget that he still had one last homework to do, five hundred push-ups!

"Four hundred and ninety-three!" "Four hundred and ninety-four!" Su Xingchen's lips were about to bite and bleed, but there were no tears in his eyes!ps: This book is a new book.friends.group, brothers and sisters are welcome to join!41.28.47.01;