Suddenly, the wooden door opened, and a strange but kind-looking old man walked in, smiling as if something good had happened. But when he looked at the young man who was silently crying on the bench, he was stunned, and the fishing rod in his hand fell to the ground, and his mouth was open enough to swallow a goose egg.

"Are you awake?" asked the old man, turning back from his stupor.

"Hmmm..." The young man whispered, as if he sensed the old man's question, so he snorted and didn't raise his head.

"Little friend, I don't know why you are so sad, could it be that you have been shipwrecked in the sea?" the old man asked as he picked up the fishing rod and put away his things again.

"You saved me, didn't you?" The boy suddenly raised his head, in fact, due to excessive nervousness, he did not pay attention to the old man's problem, but at least it was partially relieved from the extreme sadness.

"Alas, I'm not going to die without help..."

"Thank you..." The young man continued to ask, "I don't know what kind of place this is, old man?"

"The easternmost part of the continent!"

"Huh? The young man noticed that something was wrong, so he still asked, "I don't know how to get to Yingxiu Town?"

"Is there a place in Yingxiu Town?" the old man was a little puzzled, even if he had a lot of experience, he had never heard of this place, and thought to himself that maybe this was a small place he had never been to.

"If you don't know Yingxiu Town, how far is it from Wenchuan County?"

"What is the county?"

The young man sighed, it seemed that the old man had either not left the door for a long time, or he was mentally abnormal, and the old man looked at the young man with a second eye.

"I wonder if the old man has a mobile phone?" suddenly thought to the boy when he was almost desperate.

"Mobile phone?" the old man stretched out his hand and kept looking at it, but he was still at a loss, but the young man was almost vomiting blood... I don't know what a cell phone is?"

"It's for contacts..." Although the teenager was helpless, he explained.

"Oh... !!" The old man's face was clear, and the young man saw that the old man was so confident, and his heart finally rose to hope, but in the end, the old man's next words extinguished the last flame of hope.

"It turned out to be a liaison instrument! I lost it a long time ago..."

"Well, old man, tell me what the name of this place is. "The young man has been completely defeated by the old man.

"To be honest, there was no name here, but because this place is located in the extreme east of the continent and deep into the ocean, the old man gave this place a nickname - the end of the world, how about it?"

"Little friend, don't be sad, isn't it just an accident? Since it has happened, what's the point of digging deeper? Besides, you should be happy that you survived again..."

Suddenly, the boy raised his head and was stunned.

By the way, just now the old man said that he was rescued from the sea, but Yingxiu Town is not located in the southwest of China on the Asian continent, and it is eight thousand miles away from the ocean, how can there be an ocean?

When the old man saw that the young man was startled, he wondered if he was stimulated, and his head was a little abnormal, and he was about to come forward to watch, but the young man spoke.

"No... I don't know what this continent is? My memory is suddenly a little blurry..."

The old man really believed it, so he began to tell him patiently, thinking that he could evoke his memories...

It turns out that this continent is known as the Soul Martial Continent, and the origin of the name is the two most popular cultivation methods on the continent, Soul Cultivation and Martial Cultivation.

Martial arts cultivators, as the name suggests, are people who practice martial arts, and these martial arts cultivators are neither the fighting qi mentioned in those novels, nor the traditional Chinese internal force, but what they call true qi and a kind of energy of true power.

As for soul cultivation, it is divided into two paths. One is the more common demon cultivators, those who practice magic, but most of them exist in the two major sects, and there are very few demon cultivators outside. The other part is called a real soul cultivator, a soul master! Of course, the number of such people can be said to be extremely small! Their requirements for the soul are even far greater than that of a magician! A person with a relatively strong soul can become an excellent magician, but he may not be able to become a qualified soul master, but a qualified soul master has the potential to become a supreme magician! There may be a magician out of a hundred people, but it is impossible for a soul master to come out of 10,000 people! But also because of their rarity, their status is also quite high, even if they will be divided into soul control masters, talisman masters and the most noble Dan soul masters, but their status is also quite high, after all, they are irreplaceable by others in some special purposes.

In addition to introducing the cultivation path, the old man also said that the continent is divided into four empires and two Holy Sees. Among the four empires, the easternmost is the Ponta Empire, which is where they are now; the westernmost is a large empire, an empire full of martial madmen, and the wind of martial arts is very strong; the northernmost is the most mysterious ice and snow empire, a very cold but vibrant place; the southernmost is the Leo Empire, a place full of savage atmosphere, and a place full of latent forces, and in the future, the young man will also understand the meaning of this sentence. In addition to the four empires, there are some smaller kingdoms in the west of the continent, but the area is too small and the history is not very long, and the old man did not introduce it too much, but he still mentioned that it is very chaotic there!

Speaking of these two Holy Sees, it is a bit beyond people's imagination, they are not the kind of transcendent forces above all forces, but they each run the two major Holy See states, and there are also fierce conflicts between them. Because of their different doctrines, they are called the two Holy Sees, the Light and the Dark, respectively.

The boy also understood that he had really crossed over, and had crossed into a strange continent!

"Grandpa, what do you think is the best way for me to cultivate?"

"You?" the old man looked at the young man for a while, and his heart suddenly trembled, but he didn't show it on his face. "Your qualifications are mediocre, even if you have cultivated before, you have been abolished, if you re-cultivate, there is a small chance that you will be successful in cultivation!"

When the young man heard this, it was like a thunderbolt exploded in his ears, of course, any normal person would be like this when he heard this, and it was even more unbearable.

"Why?" the boy struggled to get a few words out of his mouth.

"You're talented... It's ordinary, as for the age, it's already thirteen years old, no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to someone else who starts cultivating at a few years old, even if others may not be able to become a real martial artist, let alone you, who is halfway down, how likely is it to become a promising martial artist?" The old man carefully analyzed the young man: "Besides, if you don't become a real martial artist before the age of eighteen, you won't have a chance, how long are you left to be eighteen?

When the young man heard this, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, and a kind of helplessness also rose from his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly curse the injustice of heaven and earth, and put Lao Tzu through as a hairball waste! But even so, the young man still did not give up, and there was still a glimmer of hope.

"I don't know what you can do, old man?" the words were almost said with tears in his eyes, although he knew that this might be a very small surname, but what if he met a high-ranking person?

"It's not like there's no way around it..." The old man's eyes flashed, as if he had a test for the young man in front of him.

"What?" Like a drowning man grasping at the last straw, there was a glimmer of hope in the boy's heart. The young man was puzzled, but even so, the change in his face was not much, he knew that he didn't have much hope, even if there was, in the novels he had read before, which one of them was not because of his talent or peerless luck to have some achievements against the sky, he was stupid and talented, and how much could a person who passed the exam at the most...

"What would you do if you were strong enough?" asked the old man.

"Go home!" the boy replied without thinking.

"Why?" the old man was a little surprised and puzzled.

"I don't know where my home is now, if I have strong enough, I will definitely find my way home!" the young man burst into tears, obviously telling the truth, indeed, he was homesick, how old was he?

"When you find your home, are you willing to give up money, fame, profit, power, and status?"

"As long as I can find a home, as long as I can go home, even if I have a high position of power, I don't care, if I can give up all this to let me go home, I will not hesitate to give up everything I have, I just want to live a life with my family in peace and quiet, so I will be content!"

"Family... Stable and steady·· Calm and quiet·· For a lifetime..." The old man's heartstrings seemed to be touched, and he kept repeating these words.

Yes, I seem to be too selfish, I don't seem to have paid attention to myself... And those who are on their own... I haven't been to see my father for a long time...

Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man seemed to have something more in his eyes, and he also made some kind of decision in his heart.

So silent for a long time...

"Child, do you want to be stronger?" the old man asked suddenly.

"Can you let me go home?" the boy asked rhetorically.

"It should be possible!" the old man's heartstrings touched again.

"Then I'm going to be stronger!" the young man also believed the old man's words, he understood that only the more power he had, the more choices he had.

"Are you willing to work tirelessly for this?"

"I do!"

"Then you will have to follow my arrangement in the future!" the old man seemed relieved.

"I think I will!" replied the boy. "If I could go home..."

"By the way, I've been asking for so long, and I still don't know your kid's name?"

"The boy's surname is Ye, a single name is a maple character, the maple of the maple tree..." There was a hint of comfort on the boy's face.

"Good name, Ye Feng, Ye ···" The old man fell silent again. "Forget it, look at your weak appearance, let's rest for a few days. ”

"Well, old man, I don't know what to call you?" the young man named Ye Feng raised his head and asked.

"Old man, my name is nothing worth saying, if you really want to call it, call me Jiang Lao, you kid, I can barely look at it..." The old man couldn't help laughing. To be honest, there are very few people in the world who can make the old man say this.

In this way, I spent a few days in bed and in the house, and of course, occasionally went out in the sun and the wind... Without that annoying homework, to be honest, Ye Feng still misses those homework a little, and he doesn't know when he will be able to go back.

In fact, he has one of the biggest secrets that he didn't tell Jiang Lao, that is, in fact, he is not from this world, because in Ye Feng's hometown, there is no such multiplicative cultivation, even if there are some stories of martial arts masters and immortals in the legend, but they can't be verified, I don't know if it's true or not...

In the bottom of his heart, he also made up his mind that he must cultivate hard, make a name for himself on the mainland, and find a way home in his parents' lifetime, even if something happens in that world, and the life and death of his relatives are uncertain, but it also strengthens his belief in going home, and he doesn't expect anything to happen at home, absolutely not...