Chapter 1 Waste of Brick by Board

The cliff is extremely steep, and when you look down, it makes people feel terrified, except for the steep rock wall, you can only see that the extremely deep place is shrouded in a black and gray flowing cloud and mist, I really don't know how deep this cliff is.

The night was deep, and the wind on the edge of the cliff was uncertain, blowing violently, and from time to time dead branches and flying leaves and other things were blown down the cliff, and even the small stones were blown to shake slightly. With this kind of wind, I'm afraid that if a light person stands on the edge of the cliff, there is a chance that he will be blown off the cliff, right?

At this moment, there was a young man standing on the edge of this dangerous cliff.

The young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, dressed in an ordinary white robe, although he is not very old, his eyes are depressed, and his expression is lonely.

sighed, lifted the wine gourd in his hand, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and the young man let the wine soak through the white robe on his body, and said to himself: "Other people's cultivation for seven or eight years is comparable to my more than ten years of penance...... Others have practiced Qi for a few months, but they are worth my hard work for several years...... Why the hell is that......"

After a little silence, the young man gradually became excited: "This damn world! Damn martial arts qualifications! If I am a martial arts genius and can cultivate to a relatively high level now, how can I be what I am now, and how can I be bullied by those villains in the family......"

After speaking, he poured a sip of wine, raised his head to the sky and roared, and threw the wine gourd out of the cliff and flew into the abyss below.

This young man's name is Ning Chong, and he is a descendant of the Ning family of the Xuanyuan City family in Qiannan, and his father used to be the patriarch of the family.

Originally, with his identity, even if his status in the family is not too high, he should not be bullied. It's a pity that he's a super martial arts waste.

When he tested his martial arts potential at the age of four, his root bone qualification and Wu surname were the inferior, and he directly set a new test record, and was recognized by the family as the most wasteful family child in the past hundred years.

And the facts since then have proved that this is indeed the case. Others can generally complete the most basic "quenching" stage of martial arts at the age of six or seven, but Ning Chong did not complete it until he was eleven years old;

Others' cultivation foundation qi cultivation is three years, and it is generally at least the cultivation of the first to second order of the martial apprentice realm, while Ning Chong has only cultivated a few traces of inner vitality in his body, and he is still far from reaching the "first order of martial apprentice".

"Shenwu Continent" is the world of martial artists, the strong are respected, and the strength is respected. The big families all use martial arts to build their families, and martial arts wastes like him will naturally not be valued by the family, even if he is a descendant.

In addition, his parents died early due to an accident, and he became an orphan with no one to take care of him, and his situation in the family can be imagined, suffering from white eyes and bullying everywhere.

But his surname is stubborn, he will never bow his head, and he will not please anyone in a low voice. Such a surname has made his life for more than ten years even more gloomy.

The wind on the cliff gradually became stronger, Ning Chong was already a little drunk, he looked up at the cold crescent moon in the sky, the depression and irritability in his heart were finally a little less, so he carefully took out a sachet from his arms.

The messy stitches, the abstract composition, the miserable nature of this sachet can no longer be described as rough, but Ning Chong looked at the sachet and stroked it gently, but his expression stretched out, and he smiled gently.

"Just because I'm a martial arts waste and I'm bullied everywhere, fortunately, in this gray life, there is Xiang'er with me, otherwise I really don't know if I can hold on...... It has been more than four years since that girl left the Ning family and entered the Imperial Martial Sect...... I miss her!"

It turned out that this sachet was given to Ning Chong by his fiancée Ning Tianxiang, and it was the product of her first embroidery, and he naturally cherished it very much.

Ning Tianxiang is actually the adopted daughter of Ning Chong's parents, and she has grown up with Ning Chong's childhood sweetheart since she was a child. The two have a heart-to-heart relationship, not only make a marriage contract, but also have a heart-to-heart relationship with each other.

But unlike Ning Chong, Ning Tianxiang has been extremely talented in martial arts since she was a child, and she is a famous super genius girl, and a few years ago, she was favored by the most powerful sect in the Great Qian Empire, "Yuwu Zong", and became an official disciple of Yu Wu Zong.

Ning Tianxiang is a super genius girl with infinite potential, and she is also a master disciple of the Imperial Martial Sect, while Ning Chong is just a martial arts waste, and he will never become a big climate. In the eyes of others, Ning Chong was not worthy of Ning Tianxiang at all. Ning Chong was not less sarcastic and attacked for this.

Even in Ning Chong's own heart, he also felt extremely depressed and painful, he thought he was a man's husband, but he was not as good as his fiancée, how could ordinary people understand this bitterness?

With a long sigh, Ning Chong put the sachet into his arms, his face was gloomy, and he only felt pain and happiness.

The pain is that he is a martial arts waste, and he has drifted away from Ning Tianxiang;

Happily, Ning Tianxiang is still close to him, even if they are separated from each other, the words brought by the flying geese are still full of intimacy and deep concern.

When Ning Chong sighed and pondered, he didn't notice that a golden meteor crossed the dark sky, flying towards the cliff he was on at high speed.

It was only a moment of effort, and that golden light had already flown to the top of Ning Chong's head, and it finally attracted the attention of Ning Chong, who was a little hazy in his drunken eyes.

Bang!

Ning Chong only felt a pain in his head, and before he became unconscious, a sentence came out: "Huh...... It was like a golden brick...... and then he fell to the ground and passed out.

And that golden light is gone......

......

When Ning Chong woke up, he found that the sky was bright and the morning breeze sent bursts of birds, and it was already the next morning.

Slightly confused for a moment, Ning Chong let out an "oops", and while rejoicing, he patted his head fiercely and said: "Damn! What am I doing, not only did I waste a night's time, but I almost fell off this cliff! Fortunately, there was no strong wind this night......

"Hmph, I may be a waste, but I am by no means a soft coward! As a man, there is only one who dies standing up, and there is no one who lives on his knees! There is absolutely no reason to surrender without a fight! I want to work hard to cultivate! Redouble my efforts to cultivate!"

"Yes! No time is being wasted!"

Ning Chong strengthened his determination fiercely, turned around and was about to leave the edge of the cliff.

At this time, I suddenly saw three figures walking in the distance, and I could faintly hear the voices of the three scolding:

"Don't ask, I really don't know that he likes to stay on the edge of the heartbroken cliff in this back mountain! Waste is waste, it's really different from ordinary people!"

"That's it, since you like to stay on the edge of the cliff of heartbreak, why don't you just jump down and forget it!

......

Ning Chong's eyebrows were gloomy, and he had already seen the three people who came clearly, and they all had a "Ning" badge on their chests, indicating that the identities of these three people were the guards of the Ning family.