"Boy, haven't woken up yet?"

The first time he dreamed of this dream, the boy thought to himself, sat up from the couch covered with straw mats, and had just woken up from his dream, his eyes still dazed. At this moment, it was just after about four o'clock in the morning, the sky was still dark, and the boy's mud and stone house was also pitch black, but fortunately, the boy quickly lit the oil lamp, and there were bursts of unknown insects outside the house.

"Well, it's not the first time I've gotten up so early." The boy finally got off the couch, stood up and stretched his body, and shrank on the hard couch all night, his body and bones were curled, and it was early in the morning, and it was the time to move well.

"It's so cold...... the boy squinted slightly, moving his body, he didn't get dressed, because he hadn't taken them off.

When he stretched out his body, blew out the oil lamp, opened the door, and jumped out of the door in one step, the cold outside made the boy still shiver coldly, but there was no way, if he didn't step up his cultivation, he would have to count down to the year-end assessment.

"Sometimes in my dreams someone talks to me," the boy turned to close the door, although the house was very simple, but it was also sturdy, built on the mountainside, surrounded by a large forest, the boy liked it, so he chose this place where no one wanted to stay, "But what did the man say, why did he always forget it when he woke up?" ”

It seems useless to think too much, and the boy doesn't have time to think about these things - could it be that there is a person hidden in his body, that person has the ability of gods and ghosts, and can help him become a top powerhouse in an instant? The boy laughed as he thought about it. "That's not bad, with thighs to hug, I don't have to work so hard alone."

In the forest, turn left and right, out of the forest, there is gradually a big road in front of you, the same look, there is really no half a figure on the road.

Who gets up before dawn on this cold day? Maybe it's just this guy and that guy.

The boy walked and walked, still feeling cold, and the clothes on his body still seemed to be a little thin, but the boy had no other clothes - he felt that if there were too many clothes, it would definitely be troublesome, and it was enough to simply have one, anyway, if it was dirty, it could become new with a slight shock of internal rhyme.

But this is not the way, or find a way to warm and warm, inner rhyme? Forget it, it's too tiring to warm up with that. Thinking of this, the boy began to quicken his pace, and in a short time he gradually began to run.

"It's good to be able to exercise and speed up the process, and to move your body to warm up." The cold wind on his face did make it a little colder, but it was temporary, the boy thought.

Half an hour passed, and the boy arrived at his destination, he gasped and felt the sweat slip down his forehead, "Actually, the countdown of the assessment is the countdown, it doesn't matter if you want to laugh at me," the boy said to himself, "I don't care about these things anyway, the top powerhouse or something, it doesn't matter to me." ”

The boy is an orphan, to be precise, he has no memory before the age of six, and the memory after the age of six is probably to practice internal rhyme with his brothers and sisters on this mountain.

"I don't know why I'm here."

He thinks that becoming a top powerhouse requires a purpose, otherwise why bother so much, just to become stronger, if it is for the simple pursuit of power, he does not have this pursuit; If it's to protect your important people and things, you don't have anything important, if someone wants to kill you, then let him be, anyway, I don't know what I'm living for.

There is no reason for boys to become stronger, as for becoming strong and then attracting the eyes of beautiful girls, winning their favor, and then having a group of female companions around them, this kind of thing is probably only in that kind of novel.

"But if it doesn't change its strength, if it's still countdown, most of them will be expelled from the sect, how can I live at that time......" The boy should have just passed 12 years old at this time, not the age to be able to live alone in the outside world peacefully, but the indifference of this sect made him feel that if he really didn't have anything outstanding, or even said ordinary, he would be abandoned sooner or later. It's one thing to be killed, it's another thing to starve to death, and if you can't run away and be killed when you encounter a strong enemy, there's no way, but if you starve to death, you feel stupid to die, so the boy still wants to stay - at least until he can live alone, he will rely on this sect.

"Ling Zeru, it's the second one to come." Although it was still dark at the moment, the steward here had already arrived—this was the cultivation ground of the outer disciples of the Imperial Pavilion, and it was dark at the moment, but it was brightly lit here, and it was so bright all night long to facilitate those disciples to cultivate anytime and anywhere. As for the Imperial Pavilion, this is the name of the sect where the boy belongs, the history of this sect is not very long, but about ten years ago, the first head is still a deacon, but it is already one of the best sects in the vicinity. The boy - Ling Zeru, has been here since he was six years old, without any news of other relatives, and is alone all day, which is also blamed on him for being a little introverted and not knowing how to take the initiative to approach others.

"First or that guy?"

"yes."

It's not a funny question, because you get the same answer, and there are always people in this world who are not only more talented than you, but also work harder than you. However, Ling Zeru is too lazy to care about this, that guy likes cultivation so much, so I wish him to become a first-class powerhouse, so that he can achieve his goal and desire to become stronger.

Ling Zeru went all the way forward, came to a square outside the cultivation ground, and then went to the outside of the square, which has always been his favorite cultivation place, because there are few people here, and no matter how much he makes a fool of himself here, he will not attract too much attention from others - in fact, it is mainly because others are used to seeing him fail. As for most of the other disciples, they liked to gather in the center of the cultivation ground, which was the most youthful and energetic place, where the boys and girls would gather to discuss what they had met yesterday, the rewards they had received, and the objects they liked—but none of them had anything to do with Ling Zeru and the guy who arrived first, because they didn't like to get involved in such things.

Let's say that Ling Zeru has arrived at the place, and began to take care of his own cultivation, first of all, the daily physical fitness exercise, the activity of the muscles and bones, and then the stake in front of him, practicing the fighting skills of the bare hands, after all are over, he began to practice the use of weapons, Ling Ze Ru likes to make swords and flying knives the most, and these two, after all, he has been practicing for six years, although he can't say that he is perfect, but it can also be said that it is not comparable to ordinary people, plus he always doesn't like to play cards according to common sense, so after a long time, it has become a set of footwork, swordsmanship, and flying knife skills, In a simple competition of weapon fighting, Ling Zeru has really not lost to his peers a few times.

But in this world, internal rhyme is the most important thing, a person with high cultivation, even if he dances the sword, he can easily defeat a swordsman with low cultivation.

After another two hours, it was already dawn, and the lights in the cultivation ground were gradually extinguished, because the sky was already bright enough at this time. Those disciples are also about to come to the morning exercise, and after that, the instructors will also come forward one after another.

The frolic in the distance is getting louder and louder, indicating that there are more and more people in the cultivation ground, and the outer disciples are not particularly many, but only seven or eight thousand, after all, it is a newly established sect, although the overall strength is first-class around here, but the main thing is the strength of the high-level combat power, these eleven or twelve-year-old children of the outer sect can only be said to be the fresh blood of this sect, compared to other more long-established sects, the number of outer disciples of seven or eight thousand is still quite small.

Ling Zeru only cared about himself and concentrated on his work, completely ignoring the disciples who came to his neighborhood one after another, most of these disciples were the same as himself, either the weakest or alone, as for the popular and powerful but like to cultivate alone in the most marginal place, it is estimated that there are few except for the first guy who came.

"Seven or eight thousand people are counted down, Ling Zeru, you can really do it." Thinking of this, Ling Zeru couldn't help laughing at herself again. At this time, there are still four months before the end of the year, and this year-end assessment is to select the disciples who can enter the inner gate, and eliminate those disciples who are not qualified enough and have reached the age, so that those newly registered disciples can enter, 12 years old is the age limit, which is Ling Zeru's age this year.

This world, with the cultivation of internal rhyme as the mainstream, is divided

primary fluid,

broken pulse,

Chong Ling,

crown,

contemplation,

rhyme,

Each of these six realms has nine orders, with the first order being the lowest and the ninth order being the highest.

After the ninth order of the rhyme, you will start to be promoted, this process is essentially a kind of transformation, if you successfully degenerate, you can be regarded as truly out of the mortal body, but what is after that, it depends on the personal creation, in most cases, you will enter four classes: metamorphosis into the immortal class, metamorphosis into the demon class, metamorphosis into the demon class, metamorphosis into the ghost class. In general, one person can only have one class. Immortals, demons, demons, and ghosts, just a symbolic representative, and do not have any real meaning, speaking of these four names, it is said that the first person to break through to this realm, and then most of the people are in these four types after transformation, so these four names are also used.

Of course, there are a very small number of people who will enter a special class after they are promoted, and there are even people who have more than one class at the same time, of course, if someone is promoted to a class that has not been named before, then he has the right to name his class.

On this basis, there are seven realms of God: beginning, ascension, advancement, exhibition, ascending, illumination, and God. The beginning and ascension are called the realm; Advancement and exhibition are called squares; It is called the temple according to the board; God called it the Garden. These seven realms are each divided into nine turns, with one turn being the lowest and nine turns being the highest.

Take the immortal as an example, it is called the Immortal Initial Realm, the Immortal Ascension Realm, the Immortal Advance Side, the Immortal Exhibition Side, the Immortal Deng Palace, the Immortal Zhao Palace, and the Immortal God Garden. Under normal circumstances, the latter word is omitted, and it is directly called Xianchu, Xiansheng, and the like.

It is said that there is a realm above the gods, but this is far from Ling Zeru. This is true even for the head of the Imperial Pavilion, and it is said that he is only a seventh-order contemplation, and the connection rhyme has not yet been reached.

However, Ling Zeru's words are only the ninth order of the first fluid, and he has not even reached the broken vein, so he is not qualified to say anything about teaching.