When night fell, the rudimentary room with a wooden table and a single bed was dark, with no oil lamps.

In this silent darkness, Chen Yu sat cross-legged on the mat, his eyes closed, his thumb and index finger gently pinched, rested on his knees, and slowly breathed evenly.

No matter what kind of circumstances he faced, no matter how many setbacks he encountered, he never wasted his time, slackened half a minute, and concentrated on cultivation day after day.

"Industry is good at diligence and frolic, and success is thought of and destroyed."

Even today, in the meridians that are as smooth as the Great Dao, he still can't feel the slightest soul power, and he still refuses to give up.

"What's going on, it's still the same, in my body, it's like a bottomless pit that can't be filled, absorbing all the soul power."

His brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and his heart was full of doubts.

"Why hasn't it changed in the slightest?"

Out of unwillingness, Chen Yu gritted his teeth and continued to try, absorbing the power of the martial soul without distraction.

Time flows silently through the room.

After a stick of incense, a sigh rang out again in the dark room.

Chen Yu shook his head helplessly, clenching his fists unwillingly, "There is no change at all, as long as a trace of soul power appears, it will be absorbed immediately, not only the meridians are empty, but even the dantian is empty, can such a self still be regarded as a martial arts cultivator?" ”

When he opened his eyes, his face was pale, and he looked up at the dark beams, thinking about the current situation depressedly.

The power of the martial soul is the foundation of every martial artist, thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, if a person does not have the power of the martial soul, it is equivalent to losing the foundation of the bottom, and it is almost impossible to further cultivate.

Most people who are able to cultivate, around the age of fifteen, will awaken this kind of power in their bodies, and slowly condense in the dantian, dredge the meridians, and nourish the internal organs. With the continuous improvement of soul power, with considerable martial arts, you can surpass the ordinary and embark on a path of martial arts cultivation that is completely different from ordinary life.

The way of cultivating martial arts, the road is twists and turns, the road ahead is long, and after the power of the martial soul awakens, the first level that you enter, that is, the lowest cultivator class, is called a martial apprentice.

Martial apprentices, apprentices of the way of martial arts, can be regarded as just stepping into the door of martial arts, but even so, three or five ordinary strong men are completely unable to fight.

Further up, there are more powerful warriors, martial artists, and martial sects......

And each different level is divided into one to nine, so as to distinguish the different strengths of the same level of martial arts cultivators.

It can be said that in the Tianyu Continent, where the strong are dominant, the strength of one's personal strength not only determines the treatment suffered by oneself, but also determines the direction of a country's destiny.

Three years ago, the main reason why he was considered a genius was that he awakened the power of the martial soul at the age of twelve. Only a year later, at the age of thirteen, he had reached the triple level of martial arts. Such strength and talent, in the eyes of the villagers of remote Tongxi Village, are naturally unsurpassed, and it can be said that it has never been seen before. Because of this, he successfully attracted the attention of the Spirit Sword Sect, and thus obtained a special test-free card from the sect to attract himself.

"Then, why can't I condense the power of the martial soul after I crossed over?" He pondered in bewilderment.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, not only have I not been able to make any progress, but I have also lost all my soul power, and my dantian is empty.

Something must have gone wrong!

But what's the problem? Chen Yu has not been able to find an answer so far.

In two months, it will be the day to carry the test-free card and report to the Spirit Sword Gate.

Lingjian Gate, a place of cultivation that many young people in Tongxi Village dream of and yearn for, and they must seize this rare opportunity to change their fate!

However, when the time comes, it will be difficult to hide such a thing as having no soul power.

So, how do you deal with it?

Chen Yu felt a little headache, "Hey, it won't help if you think more, now you can only take one step at a time." ”

Retracting his slightly restless mind, he gently closed his eyes, straightened his spine and sat up, and continued his extremely difficult cultivation......

......

At noon on the second day, the wind was clear and the sky was floating with layers of fish scale-like white clouds.

Chen Yu was alone outside the wall, scooping up clear water from a wooden barrel and watering the flowers left by his mother before her death.

This season of warm sunshine is the time when flowers are blooming. The wall full of morning glory, bauhinia, and ivy is like a wall of flowers, and the fragrance is pervasive.

My mother has always been a lover of flowers, and in her spare time from farming every day, she always loves to stand by the fence and take care of these beloved flowers tirelessly. Now that Chen Yu is the only one left to live here, he naturally can't let his mother's beloved flowers wither, and from time to time he will spend some time watering them and pruning the branches and leaves.

The things left by my mother are naturally precious!

"Hiss", taking a deep breath, the person who watered the flowers felt the fragrance around him, and suddenly felt refreshed, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, revealing a look of intoxication, "Mother will be in a good mood when she sees these flowers blooming so gorgeously in the sky." ”

In the midst of the fragrance of flowers, there was a sudden loud sound of firecrackers in his ears, and he was startled, turned his head to look, and thought, "Is there a happy event in someone's house?" ”

I saw that the only potholed road in the village, at this moment, the villagers were surrounded on both sides, and they didn't know what they were looking at, everyone looked at the other side of the road with curiosity and expectation on their faces.

A short time later, a carriage driven by two red horses appeared in front of everyone through the white smoke rising from the explosion of firecrackers, and then stopped in front of the stone steps in front of the village chief's house.

Chen Yu had never seen the magnificence of this carriage, not only the two horses that looked extremely athletic, but also the pearl-like transparent drapery hanging down around the carriage, and they were not items that ordinary people could find.

"This is definitely not from Tongxi Village."

On the stone steps at the door, the village chief Chen Liuhong was dressed in a black robe, his face was full of flattery, and he had already taken his son Chen Huokun, as well as a group of relatives and friends, standing respectfully at the door and waiting.

Each of them had a red face and a neat dress, which was a little more grand than during the New Year.

After the carriage stopped, the royal blue brocade curtain on the carriage was gently lifted, and a woman about twenty years old wearing a jade butterfly hairpin walked out of the carriage.

She wore a long pink dress, a long pink and white belt wrapped around her waist, her long hair curled up, and her eyebrows revealed an unstoppable pride.

The moment she lifted the curtain, her long and narrow Danfeng eyes glanced at the lively villagers near the road, as if she was afraid of dirtying her eyes, and immediately rolled her eyes. I suddenly felt unhappy, so many vulgar people gathered here, are I a monkey in a cage, let everyone watch at will?

The onlookers were not so attentive and felt her disgust.

A young woman with a child in her arms asked the other villagers with envy, "Is this the master invited by the village elder from the Spirit Sword Gate?" It's really exactly the same as a fairy! ”

Some people also asked: "Could it be that something happened to the village chief's family?" That's why you asked the Spirit Sword Gate to help? ”

"Auntie, you don't know this," a young man in a tattered straw hat shook his head and explained to everyone, "Chen Huokun told us at the entrance of the village that day, saying that he was going to invite a senior sister from the Lingjian Sect to come to the house to play for a few days and have a glimpse of the countryside. You must know that for those of them who live in the sect, the countryside scenery is also unique. Moreover, let me tell you, this disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect heard that he also has a close relationship with the village chief's family. ”

"It's a big deal."

"Yes," the young man continued, "I heard that Chen Huokun has recognized her as his godsister. ”

Hearing him say this, everyone gasped, what a blessing this is, to be able to climb the relationship with the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect as a sister and brother, it seems that Chen Huokun is destined to have a prosperous life in the future, thinking of this, everyone has more and more envy in their eyes.

"Sister Bingying, it's been a long journey, you've worked hard, please don't be surprised if the small place is not well entertained." Chen Huokun's face was full of spring breeze, the smile on the corner of his mouth was difficult to contain, he stepped forward and hunched his waist, and his hands kept greeting this distinguished guest.

Li Bingying, the disciple of the sword spirits, he spent more than ten years of his father's savings to make friends before he recognized this godsister, but he has an extremely important bridge for his splendid future, of course, he does not dare to slack off.

Li Bingying got down from the carriage and moved lightly, but did not reply.

The village head, Chen Liuhong, had already greeted him with a smile on his face, bowed his waist lightly and said: "The distinguished guests of the Spirit Sword Gate are coming to the door in person, which really makes my Chen family fortunate and shining." ”

"yes, please take a seat inside." Other relatives and friends around you warmly invited.

However, in the face of everyone's courteous greeting, Li Bingying stood on the steps of the door, did not move at all, and did not move forward for a long time.

Just when everyone was puzzled, she suddenly raised her long sleeves slightly, frowned slightly, covered the tip of her nose, and then looked left and right, as if she was looking for something.

"This..."

Chen Huokun's face was difficult to look at at the moment, could it be that this disciple of the sword spirits was disgusted with the unpleasant smell in the countryside and couldn't bear it for a while, so he reacted like this? Although he thought so in his heart, the smile on his face was half a point.

Seeing Li Bingying like this, Chen Huokun didn't dare to ask what she was looking for, but made an extremely worried appearance and said with concern: "Sister, do you feel unwell?" ”

"Ah..... Sneezing ....."

Gently rubbing the tip of her nose, Li Bingying said in annoyance, "Where did the flowers come from, don't you know that I have been allergic to pollen since I was a child?" ”

Although the voice is small, it has great weight in the hearts of everyone. Not only Chen Huokun's family, but also all the other villagers, for a while, all eyes looked at the front of Chen Yu's house, which was close to the back mountain, and the wall over there was full of flowers, colorful and fragrant.

Even if you are a fool, you know where the bane of Li Bingying's disgust is!

For everyone, this disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect is a once-in-a-lifetime distinguished guest, and it is impossible to find it, if you are lucky, if you get a little relationship like Chen Huokun, as long as the other party says a word, I am afraid that you will no longer have to work with your back to the loess and sweating in this life.

For such people, everyone naturally makes great efforts to get closer.

In an instant, Chen Yu seemed to have become a thorn in the side of all the villagers.

"Go and pull out these broken flowers and grass immediately, and throw them as far as Lao Tzu goes." Chen Huokun shouted loudly, immediately called seven or eight people around him, found hoes, sickles, firewood knives and other tools from a small side room, carried them on his shoulders, and rushed to the door of Chen Yu's house, and other villagers also followed him, following last year with unhappy faces. Today, these banes that disgust the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect must be eradicated! There is no second option.

Standing under the fence in the distance, carrying a wooden spoon in one hand, Chen Yu, who had not come over to join in the fun, saw Chen Huokun with all the villagers, and suddenly for some reason, he ran over from the side of the road angrily with various sharp weapons in his hands.

His face suddenly sank, and a cold light flashed from his eyes.