A week has passed, and Zhang Fanan is still doing these two trainings. He was a little skeptical, wondering if Fu Lao was manipulating him, because the other people in the Sword Sect were already cultivating the True Spring, and if they had a True Spring, they could store the True Qi, and if they had the True Qi, they would be true martial artists. And with the growth of the true spring, there is also a rank, it can be said that the true spring is the foundation of a martial artist, and the combat power of those who have the true spring and those who do not have the true spring can be called a world of difference. So Zhang Fanan was very worried, worried about whether he was being cheated by Fu Lao.

After another day of hard training, Zhang Fan'an dragged his tired body to return home, and when he came over, he met his friend Zhao Yue, so he complained to him.

After hearing this, Zhao Yue said to Zhang Fan'an: "Haha, Zhang Fan'an, come to our sword faction, it just so happens that we are preparing to recruit people again, and I have not only cultivated the True Spring now, but also reached level 1." That Fu Lao must be taking revenge on you, it must be because you saw his ugliness that day, so tomorrow you will tell him that if you don't do it, let him refine whoever he likes, I will wait for you in the Sword Sect. After listening to Zhao Yue's words, Zhang Fan'an had a trace of longing in his eyes, and he decided not to practice tomorrow.

Early in the morning of the second day, Zhang Fanan came to the place where Fu Lao lived, and said to Fu Lao: "Fu Lao, I don't want to practice, I want to give up." I don't know why you didn't teach me to refine the true spring, and kept asking me to chop stones and dodge the rain of arrows, and now I just want to say that I can't stand this kind of day, and I want to give up. ”

After listening to Zhang Fan'an's words, Fu Lao nodded slightly, and said to Zhang Fan'an, "Everything is easy to start, difficult to hold, if you can hold it, what day is irreversible, who can't be killed?" I don't believe you're a person who gives up easily, I'll give you a day to think about it. ”

In the evening, Zhang Fanan found his mother and told him about his doubts. And Zhang Fanan's mother just smiled and asked Zhang Fanan to find his father.

is still very scared of his father Zhang Fan'an, because his father treats him very strictly. He sat down at the table carefully, for fear of provoking his father.

Zhang Fanan, you eat first, and I'll tell you about my aunt before. Zhang Fan'an's father took a sip of wine and said slowly: Twenty years ago, our family was very poor at that time, and it can be said that rats would spit out two or two meters when they came. But I fell in love with your mother at first sight, and your mother was willing to follow me. But God has no eyes, and your mother became seriously ill soon after. Do you know Zhang Fan'an, I begged everyone at that time, and no one lent me money at all. Zhang Fanan found that his father's eyes were a little red, and your mother kept persuading me to give up, but I was unwilling. When I started working multiple jobs a day, you can't imagine how tired I was, but I remember that every day when I went to bed, my bones fell apart. Like you, I thought about giving up, but I persevered, and my efforts paid off, your mother's illness was cured, and I gained a lot in the meantime. For example: good physique, strong character.....

And it is precisely because of these that we have the life we have now. Heaven may torture us without saying anything, and only after torture will we grow and reap. You think about it after eating, I'll go to bed first. After speaking, Zhang Fan'an's father walked towards the house.

In the middle of the night, the lights of thousands of homes have long since dissipated, and a few remnant stars light up the sky. Zhang Fan'an was lying on the roof, thinking about it in his heart. Zhang Fanan, do you give up now? Can't you stand the slightest tribulation? Do you really want to be a person who does nothing?

No, by no means, Zhang Fanan stood up, he already knew what to do.

The sun rises in the east, and the sword slashes the boulder with a sound. From this day on, Zhang Fanan began to train harder. And Fu Lao watched from the side and nodded slightly.

A month has passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhang Fanan at this time can already split a two-meter boulder with a sword, and he can also easily dodge in the rain of arrows. It can be said that at this time, he is a mortal body, but his strength is already comparable to that of a martial artist with a true spring.

On this day, Fu Lao did not let Zhang Fanan train again, but took him back to the Sword Sect.