The cliff is thousands of feet high, and you can't see the top at a glance when you stand at the bottom of the cliff, as if it has penetrated the clouds and reached the sky.

A young man wrapped in rags, trembling against the cliff wall, looked like an ant walking on flat ground from a distance.

The young man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his arms were bruised, one leg hung in the air, and he gritted his teeth and moved up little by little against his left leg.

Looking up, he was still halfway to the top, but his eyes were already blurry.

Running and moving mountains, he constantly inhaled the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and kept awake by the pain of hitting the mountains in his body.

"Click!" A stone slipped from the sole of the boy's feet, and his center of gravity was lost.

The boy did not panic, his limp right leg was desperately stepping on a raised stone, his hands gripped the mountain wall hard, and blood slid down his palm on the stone.

His brow furrowed, and his right leg trembled, but he continued to crawl upwards as if he couldn't feel it.

"I can't die here yet!" This sentence kept coming to his mind, his eyes were already bloodshot, but they were so determined.

The afternoon sun shone directly on his body, shining brightly. He was only a few last steps away from the top of the cliff.

The last mountain in his body was also half worn away in this environment, and the young man's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and he found a relatively strong concave spot to rest.

While calming down, his eyes were fixed on the top of the cliff, which was only less than two meters away from him. He wanted to jump up, his strength had already reached the limit, this was his last chance, he had to Bo.

Like a giant crocodile waiting for its prey, it sees the right moment and is ready to deliver a fatal blow.

His legs shrank suddenly, and he jumped up with his hands on the wall, 'Bang! There was a soft thud, and the boy's legs touched the ground.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and the moment his right leg touched the ground, a pain felt straight up his heart, and he lost his center of gravity.

The body was uncontrollable, and at the moment when he fell backwards, his parents seemed to appear in front of him, who were gently touching the young man's face, and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is the life of our family." ”

"Hmm!" The boy couldn't let go, but he accepted it.

It was at this moment that he felt a pull.

The figure of his parents disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a delicate face with a little powder. It's that girl, how could she ......

"You really succeeded?" The girl's surprised words interrupted Jiang Xiansheng's thoughts.

"It's not a success, after all, I saved you." She continued.

Only then did the boy come back to his senses, and his heart trembled as he looked at the corners of the girl's raised mouth.

Suddenly shook off the girl's little hand holding his arm, his eyes were cold, and he dragged his legs down the mountain without looking back, "Nosy! ”

The girl looked at Jiang Xiansheng who was limping down the mountain in surprise, her face full of anger.

"Remember, I saved you, and you owe me my life!" The girl shouted angrily.

The boy didn't respond, leaving the girl alone and stomping her feet angrily.

In the study room full of ancient swords, the man in white shirt was listening to Jiang Xiansheng in front of him and said, "What is the second trial?" ”

The man in the white shirt didn't answer his question, and with a wave of his sleeves, a barrier cut off the entire room, and then asked a word that puzzled him, "Have you ever seen a Thousand Good Demons?" ”

"Demon!" Jiang Xiansheng's heart shook, why did he ask me about demons.

"I haven't seen it." Although Jiang Xiansheng didn't understand his intentions, he was also wary.

Li Yu, the man in the white shirt, frowned slightly, and removed the barrier, "Could it be that I have misperceived it." He leaned back in his chair and said to Jiang Xiansheng with a smile: "You will know about the second trial in a few days." ”

"You can rest for a few days and feel this Li Mansion well."

"Okay." The boy left the study with that.

After the boy left, Li Yu said to the door: "I've heard it for so long, don't come in quickly." ”

The door was pushed open, and the girl looked embarrassed and said to Li Yu with some embarrassment: "Uncle Li, I just happened to pass by here!" ”

How could Li Yu believe the girl's words, he beckoned the girl to sit down.

"Are we so interested in him?" Li Yu touched the girl's head and said softly.

Although she didn't say who it was, how could the girl not know, her face turned red, and she shook her head vigorously, "No, I just look at him pitiful." ”

"We're kind, so why don't we just let him be your entourage?" Li Yu said tentatively.

"I don't want it, that kind of person is annoyed when he looks at it." The girl hurriedly got up and said viciously.

The young man returned to the house, lying on the ground a little tired, but today it took too much of his energy, even Jiang Xiansheng, who insisted on cultivating every day, was a little unbearable, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Knock knock!" The boy awoke suddenly, hunched over the dark room and nervously staring at the door.

After about a few minutes, he heard someone at the door speak, "Master Cultivator, the food has been put at the door for you." ”

The boy approached the door to make sure the man had left, and then slowly opened the door. A steaming meal was still on top of a delicate wooden plank on the floor, and a clean set of blue and white robes was on the side.

Bring things into the table in the room, light the candles, and put the clothes neatly on the clean sheets. He turned around and sat down at the table and looked at the food in front of him.

The rice is not very rich, four steamed buns, a plate of meat dishes and a plate of vegetarian dishes. The boy took the steamed bun down, then opened the door and placed the rest of the dish at the door. He was not blessed with such a sumptuous meal.

Blowing out the candles on the table, the room was plunged into darkness again, as if this was the only environment that would make him feel at ease.

Leaning cross-legged against the wall, his body was moving mountains, feeling the violent spiritual power of heaven and earth continue to enter his body and wear down the last mountain. Half of the mountain has turned into an illusion, and the grandeur doesn't seem to be so strong.

He could feel that his body was getting weaker, not that he was weak or weak. It is a kind of original weakness, and it is the end of life.

The room was silent, with only the faint sound of breathing indicating that there were people in the room. Outside the door, a young man was taking back the food box, and he looked at the meal that was missing only the staple food in his hand, and he also had a question in his heart.

"How can there be such a strange cultivator?" The young man wondered.

In the early morning, another knock on the door woke up Jiang Xiansheng, who was cultivating.

After a while he opened the door, and a blinding light kept him open; It turned out that it was already morning, and he picked up the simple white porridge on the ground and entered the house.

The boy opened the door once, and did not change into the robe he got yesterday, looking at the shabby clothes on his body, he felt very good, so that he would not forget something that should not be forgotten.

Walking out of the door and towards the open ground in front of him, he wanted to see the 'three-step fist' of the body refining technique practiced by those people.

Jiang Xiansheng's appearance caused an uproar, and some of the teenagers and girls who were refining their bodies couldn't help but stop their movements and looked at Jiang Xiansheng viciously. Why are such people here to see them?

"Hey! Boy, what are you doing here! A shout of anger rang out among the many people refining the body.

It was a young man, not very old, and he seemed to have a lot of prestige among those who were refining the body.

Jiang Xiansheng ignored this person, turned around and dragged his legs, wanting to leave this place and go back to the house to cultivate.

Seeing this, the young man was angry, and in a few arrows, he rushed to the young man, waved his fist, and shouted loudly: "Can't you hear me talking? ”

The young man turned around and looked at the young man with a flat expression. It seems to be mocking his actions.

Looking at the ugly face, the young man couldn't bear it anymore, and the fist in his hand hit Jiang Xiansheng directly, and there was a whistling sound in the wind, without reservation.

"Come on! Brother Zhicai, teach him a lesson, I have long seen that this kid is uncomfortable, and he comes to disturb us every day. Everyone on the side applauded loudly, and they had already seen that the young man was not pleasing to the eye.

When the boy saw the punch coming straight to his face, he bent over and kicked his right leg directly into the young man's stomach. The young man's right foot trembled slightly, and his body shook slightly.

Seeing this, the young man's expression changed, and he hurriedly blocked the kick with his hand. The young man took a few steps back and shook his hands, this kick was really strong.

Everyone on the side looked at Jiang Xiansheng in surprise, Brother Zhicai is a person who has already refined his body seventy percent, how could he be taken advantage of by a hairy boy.

The young man looked at the gazes of the people around him, stared at Jiang Xiansheng viciously, and changed his posture and feet, and a spiritual power was sucked into the body by the young man in accordance with the pace.

"Stop!" A coquettish shout came from the white jade platform in the distance, it was Miss Li.

The young man heard the voice and put away the movements of his hand, since the young lady had spoken, he had no choice but to let Jiang Xiansheng go.

Seeing this, the young man didn't care about the pain in his right leg, and his pale face covered with blood-red abscesses was even more bewitching at this moment, he moved the mountain in his body, attracted spiritual energy into his body, and swung his fist at the young man.

The young man's face was panicked, and he was able to block the young man's attack, and said with an angry face: "Boy, this is self-inflicted!" ”

The young man took a pose again, and the fists in his hands kept hitting Jiang Xiansheng one by one.

Jiang Xiansheng only felt that the attack was like a continuous river, and the power of each punch was heavier than the other, and his arm was already numb and swollen.

"Haha, boy, my three-step fist is paired with martial arts continuous palms, even eighty percent of people refining the body can't resist it." The young man smiled coldly.

"Eighty percent of the refining body, I am one step away from reaching the perfection of the refining body." The young man thought in his heart, but it was a pity that even though his physique had now refined nearly ninety and a half of impurities, he still couldn't exert his due strength.

And the girl who had spoken out to stop her before also came to the crowd at this moment, and under the title of "Miss" by a group of people, her face was full of anger, and he dared to ignore his words.