In the clean and simple yard, the flying fist shadow quietly dissipated.

A gray-clad figure closed its eyes and stood in the middle of the courtyard, standing still.

Wang Ping opened his calm eyes, exhaled deeply, and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past three years, in addition to returning to the hunting team and occasionally going out to hunt with his clansmen, his family has a high status in Zhuangzi and does not need to farm, and most of the rest of his time is spent practicing this set of "Double Yang Fist".

I don't know if it's because this body's original talent is good, or because I crossed over.

Wang Ping has made rapid progress in boxing, and it only took three years to achieve today's boxing attainments have caught up with the master Fu Wang Tieshan, who has been practicing for decades.

Let the master who has always had a cold face, look at Wang Pingping, and the corners of his mouth often inadvertently show a satisfied smile.

Scoop up a ladle of water from the water tank in the yard, gulp it down, then throw it back, put on the coat hanging from a tree branch and walk out the door.

Since more than a year ago, after Wang Ping became the strongest among the younger generation, Wang Tieshan no longer forced him to go to the martial arts training field every day to practice boxing.

Wang Ping himself is happy to be quiet, and since then he has often practiced alone at home.

But today is a special day, Wang Tiezhu informed him a few days ago that he must go to the martial arts training ground if he is free today.

It is said that there are important things in Zhuangzi to be announced today, and it is also very important to him.

Wang Ping himself was idle, so he planned to go and have a look.

Walking on the familiar avenue in Zhuangzi, from time to time someone shouted loudly: "Brother Ping ~ Brother Ping".

In the past three years, Wang Ping has changed from a madman to a celebrity in the entire Zhuangzi, an idol in the eyes of the younger generation, and the hope for the future in the hearts of the older generation.

Along the way, there were more and more people around me, and everyone was rushing to the martial arts training ground.

Today's martial arts training ground is particularly lively, and it is estimated that there are one or two thousand people here. I'm afraid that all the people in the whole Zhuangzi have come.

Wang Ping's eyes swept through the crowd and found Wang An, who was already taller than ordinary people.

Wang An's boxing skills have also improved a lot in recent years, and his strength is now enough to rank in the top ten among the younger generation.

On weekdays, he trains very hard, and comes to the martial arts training ground early in the morning every day to train, but the speed of progress is still far less than Wang Ping, so he is not less depressed.

Wang Ping strode towards him, and Wang An and a group of people around him also noticed his arrival.

"Brother"

"Brother Ping" ...... "Brother Ping"

Wang An and several young people around him greeted Wang Ping when they saw him coming.

Wang Ping smiled at everyone and nodded, and asked:

"Xiao An, what's going on today, why did you call everyone?"

"Brother, I don't know the specifics, I just secretly heard the master say that it has anything to do with going to the city, and I don't dare to ask, or you should ask", Wang An had a sincere smile on his face, and habitually scratched his head with his hand when he had a crooked idea in his heart.

Wang Ping was really speechless in his heart, this kid was really stupid on the surface and cunning in his heart as always, just thinking about digging a pit for me.

"Just wait a little longer, everyone has already been called, and what needs to be said will always be said."

Wang Ping came very late, so it didn't take a while, and the people who could come in the entire Zhuangzi were almost there.

"It's all quiet."

A powerful voice came from the high platform, and the originally noisy martial arts training ground suddenly fell silent.

Wang Ping looked up, and the voice was an old man of medium stature with a somewhat gray beard, who should not be young, but his body was still straight, and he had an aura of not being angry and arrogant when he stood on the stage.

This person is the person with the highest status in the entire Wangjiazhuang, the patriarch - Wang Yunlong.

The old man saw that the audience was quiet, and then he continued to speak:

"I've called everyone here today to inform you of something."

"Three days later, led by Tie Shan, all the talented and thoughtful cubs under the age of thirty in the Zhuangzi can follow them to the city to participate in the 30-year-old Zhenwu Sacrifice to the Heavens Ceremony."

As soon as Wang Yunlong finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar.

In the city, there is only one place in this world that can be called a city, and that is the Celestial City in the Central Land.

It is hundreds of miles away from Wangjiazhuang, and how many people in Zhuangzi have never left Zhuangzi for more than thirty miles since they were born, let alone go to the city.

Not to mention that there was a hustle and bustle on the martial arts training ground at this time, Wang Ping was shocked by endless waves in his heart at this moment because of the patriarch's words.

"True Martial ...... Zhenwu ......",

"It's been three years, it's been three years, and I've finally heard a name that is familiar with the world it once was."

"What kind of world did I come to, myths and legends, Emperor Zhenwu, is it the Romance of the Gods or what?"

Wang Ping's face was sluggish, his heart was confused, and for a while he couldn't hear what others were saying.

……

Wang Yunlong didn't say much, but just instructed all those who met the conditions and wanted to go, prepare early, and don't miss the time when the time comes.

After saying that, he let the crowd disperse.

Wang Ping silently walked in the direction of home.

It's been three years, and he thought he had let go of his obsession with the world he used to be, but when he heard the words "Zhenwu", the waves hidden in his heart were stirred up again, and he was stormy for a while.

"Brother, wait for me, why are you going so fast?"

"Brother, do you want to go to the city?"

"Eh, you wait for me"

……

Wang Ping sat in the room, looking out the window.

Two dark golden suns hung high in the sky as always, he had been watching such a scene for three years, and he was very familiar with it.

But looking at it today, he has a different feeling.

When everything in the world has nothing to do with what you know, time will make you silently accept this strange world and make you a part of it.

But today, two unrelated worlds suddenly intersect, like a mouse that has become accustomed to darkness, and inadvertently looks back and sees a ray of light.

Wang Ping stayed quietly for a long time.

"Since this world is not completely strange, then I'm going to lift its hijab and see what the hell this is......"

……

As the patriarch, the place where Wang Yunlong lives is naturally the best location in the entire Zhuangzi, in the center of the Zhuangzi, so it is not far from Wang Ping's house.

There was a small stove in the courtyard, and a pot of red tea soup was boiling on the stove.

Wang Yunlong sat on a pair of chairs, his eyes closed leisurely, looking like a little old man in his twilight years, completely missing the majestic and heroic hair he had when he was in the martial arts training ground yesterday.

"Knock knock~" There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Is Grandpa Patriarch at home?" Immediately afterwards, a young voice came from outside the house.

"Come in"

Hearing this, a gray figure walked in from outside the door, and it was Wang Ping.

Wang Yunlong opened his eyes leisurely, sat up and looked at the door, then continued to lean back on the chair, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Ping'er, is there anything wrong with me as an old man?" ”

Wang Ping saw a salute, and then said:

"Patriarch Grandpa, Ping'er came to you today, just to ask you what the True Martial Sacrifice Heaven Ceremony you said yesterday is all about."

"Oh, you said this, this is the rule handed down by the ancestors, every thirty years, the city will hold a Zhenwu Sacrifice to the Heavens ceremony, saying that as long as you are favored by the gods in the sky, you can practice the legendary supernatural exercises",

"I have lived for so many years, and there have been several groups of people in the Zhuangzi, but I haven't seen anyone really become it, but I heard that the people who went to the city before have succeeded, I don't know if it's true or not."

"Why, you kid also want to follow to see the world", Wang Yunlong looked at Wang Ping with a smile on his face.

"The kid really wants to go out and see the world, and I came today to ask the patriarch grandpa, who is the true martial artist of this True Martial Sacrifice Heavenly Ceremony?" Wang Ping explained with a smile.

"How do I know who this real martial artist is, it's a god in the sky, you kid want to know, go to the city to inquire yourself", Wang Yunlong said disapprerovingly.

"Thank you Patriarch Grandpa, Ping'er won't disturb your rest", Wang Ping bowed respectfully, and then turned around and walked out the door.

"This child", the old man shook his head, his gray hair glistening in the sun,

"It's the same as when I was younger, vibrant, hahahaha......"

……

Walking out of the courtyard gate, Wang Ping's heart was hot, although he didn't get the answer he wanted, but now he at least knew the direction to find the answer.

"Tiancheng, then I'll go and see if this true martial is the real martial that I remember."

……

As soon as he stepped into the house, Wang An, who had grown five big and three thick, and was much taller than Wang, greeted him with joy on his face.

"Brother, are you going to the city, I heard them say that if you go to participate in this ceremony, you will have the opportunity to learn supernatural powers and become like a god."

"Where did you get so many supernatural powers to learn, it's really so easy, then not everyone is a god?"

Wang Ping glanced at him and said helplessly:

"Don't think so much about it, if you want to go to the city, then we will go with the master in two days."

"I know, brother, you must also go, then I'll go and tell my mother", Wang An turned around and ran towards the house excitedly.

"Let's go", looking at the figure that ran away in a hurry, Wang Ping shook his head helplessly, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

……

Three days went by in a blink of an eye

At the gate of Wangjiazhuang, Wang Tieshan waited here early.

Wang Ping and Wang An each carried a large bag of luggage and came to the outside of the Zhuangmen, thanks to the body that has been trained by practicing boxing in the past few years, otherwise they would not dare to have this idea if they walked hundreds of miles with so much luggage on their backs.

After greeting Wang Tieshan, the two walked aside and waited.

There were already twenty or thirty people waiting outside the village, all of them young people in their teens and twenties, all of them with a yearning for the city and those legends.

After waiting for a while, Wang Tieshan saw that no more people were coming, so he picked up the spear he had planted diagonally on the side, and said loudly: "Let's go!" ”

……