Qiu Jin Continent.

Nine-Stream Sect, Iron Bull Sect.

Surrounded by mountains, the road is closed, and it is located in a hill with a sharp corner, this is a small mountain sect that no one cares about, and the head of it is an old bald scoop, and there is only one elder under the seat, who is also a bald scoop.

In the sect, the number of disciples is not more than a hundred, and after counting the fingers, including the head and elders, there are only twenty-five people in the Iron Bull Sect. Among them, the youngest disciple is the most favored, not because he is young, but because he is really too genius.

"Li Changyuan!!"

In the martial arts field, the bald elder gave a lecture and supervised the disciples to practice on the martial arts field, and each disciple was alone in front of a straw man pile erected in front of him, practicing the 'peerless learning' taught by the sect: Iron Bull Fist.

On the field, among the twenty-three disciples, the smallest disciple was different from the other disciples who worked hard to cheer and exercise, he used his slap to open the fan left and right in front of the straw man.

"What are you doing, do you practice like this!?"

Elder Bald Scoop reprimanded in front, and the rest of the disciples turned their heads to look at when they heard the sound, Li Changyuan didn't seem to care, turned his face and pulled a handful of grass from the straw man stake. The other disciples didn't dare to laugh, just a while ago, this bald elder also reprimanded Li Changyuan in this way, and as a result, the bald scoop was beaten to the ground by a little boy who was only thirteen years old for the first time with an iron bull fist.

Dare to scold this time?

Li Changyuan looked at Elder Bald with a dark face:

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the elder was afraid that he would be beaten again, so he hurriedly coughed twice, his eyes wandered, and his tone of speech became like a deflated ball:

"Ahem...... Be serious, so many senior brothers present are watching. ”

The disciples around me looked at each other without smiling, but they all looked a little happy on their faces.

The time for morning exercise passed quickly, and at noon, everyone went to the canteen to receive the meal, and the head of the house personally cooked, two steamed buns and a bowl of white porridge for one person.

Li Changyuan didn't know who his biological parents were, he only knew that he grew up here, and since he could remember, he had counted the years for ten years, day after day, and it had always been like this.

"Elder, elder, it's not good, something happened!"

When everyone was eating steamed buns, a little fat dun ran in outside the canteen, he was also a disciple of the Iron Bull Sect, he was only one meter five at the age of twenty, but he was able to eat, and he had just finished taking two steamed buns out, so he should have gone to the wild vegetables on the mountain outside the sect to open a small stove for himself. Seeing him panting like this...... Could it be that you encountered a snake while picking wild vegetables?

The head of the house looked surprised, stepped forward, stretched out his hand to support the little chubby dun er with his arms and knees, and asked:

"What's the matter, snake or tiger?"

"No, no, no, no, there's a bad guy coming!"

The bald elder who was sitting at the low wooden table and munching on steamed buns interjected:

"Bad guys? Heh, I'm afraid I don't know how powerful my Iron Bull Sect is, that guy is here to smash the field, right? ”

Fat Dun'er replied:

"Yes, he said that he was a wandering swordsman, wandering around just to ask for something, anyway, he was here to fight."

"It's okay to refuse."

The head said so.

The fat Dun'er disciple shook his head:

"No, I also refused at first, but that guy said that if the strongest person in your sect refused to come out to fight, he would directly overthrow our sect."

The head didn't like to make trouble, but the bald elder behind him was a violent temper, he couldn't bear it, the stuffed steamed bun crumbs in his mouth hadn't been chewed yet, he slapped it on the wooden table, and shouted:

"Bold!!"

Don't take a look at the boss:

"You're going?"

Unexpectedly, the bald elder turned his eyes to the other side and shouted in that direction:

"Li Changyuan, you go to meet the guy outside the sect who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

“……”

The rest of the disciples were silent, they didn't dare to agree, but they also had to admit that the strongest in our Iron Bull Sect was this thirteen-year-old boy......

"Next time I'm going to add sugar to my porridge."

"No problem."

After Li Changyuan's request was agreed, he got up and left the cafeteria while nibbling on the steamed buns in his hand.

Outside the path, there are two piles of stone pillars on the left and right, and a wooden sign is inserted on the stone pile, and three cursive characters are written on the wooden board: Iron Bull Sect. It's unsightly to say that this is the sect of the Iron Bull Sect.

Outside the sect, a man wearing a robe, a sword at his waist, and a hat on his head stood for a long time.

"But the person who came said that your sect rejected your request?"

The swordsman was covered by the hat on the upper half of his face, and he could only see the stiff stubble and beard on the cheeks under his nose, and asked in a mature and slightly vicissitudes of voice, Li Changyuan had just finished eating the last bite of steamed buns.

Li Changyuan said in a young voice:

"How?"

The swordsman was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly raised his hand and said:

“…… Your Excellency, don't be joking, if there is no guest, no matter how bad it is, let your sect master come out, I just want to ask for advice, and there is no malice. ”

"This place is too small, there is too much gravel on the ground, it's inconvenient, you can go to the martial arts field with me."

"There is labor."

Saying that, Li Changyuan brought this swordsman into the sect. After everyone finished eating at this time, they were all in the lunch break and went to bed, only the head didn't go to take a nap for the time being, and he cleaned up in the canteen.

When the head of the house was done, he went out and saw Li Changyuan entering his territory with a stranger.

The head of the house opened his eyes and shook his tiger's body:

"Damn, why did you bring it in!"

But the head didn't dare to step forward, because he saw that the other party was a swordsman and his realm was ...... I'm afraid it's higher than the head. So he chose to hide far behind the cafeteria and poked out half of his bare head to watch the situation.

"Right here, you're ready to shoot."

After stopping, Li Changyuan turned to the swordsman and said.

This swordsman suddenly woke up, it turned out that the other party was also a strong man, and he had just come all the way, and the swordsman saw that although the other party was still young, his pace was calm and his breath was strong, and he was very young and practiced martial arts, and he would never have this kind of background.

The swordsman took off his sword and clasped his hands into fists:

"In Xia Wang Peng, a sword cultivator, temporarily stopping at the fifth level of the Yellow Realm, I don't know your name?"

The boy clasped his ears with his little thumb:

"Li Changyuan, a martial arts cultivator, realm ...... It should just be a quenching realm. ”

"This, this is true!?"

The swordsman was extremely surprised, a child who looked less than sixteen years old was actually a martial artist in the Quenching Body Realm? If what he said is true, Wang Peng feels that this trip is definitely not a loss. I have already calculated in my heart that this child will be defeated by his own sword, but he can't let the other party lose confidence, he has a quenching body at a young age, and his future is limitless.

"Well, really, at least there is a quenching realm."

"Okay, then, please advise—"

After the politeness was over, Wang Peng took a stride back and forth, and with the momentum of drawing his sword, he was ready to go.

"Come on."

After Li Changyuan responded, he also set up two fists, one in front of the other, the horse stepped forward, and the fists appeared, responding to the enemy with momentum.

Wang Peng's lower plate gradually sank, the hat covered his face, and his fingers were clenched tightly - as fast as the wind!

The sword light is like a shadow, and between the sheaths, the blade of the sword reflects the sunlight in a flash, Li Changyuan avoids its edge, and the opening is not the time to punch at this time! A sideways dodge, dodging the vertical slash that Wang Peng drew his sword and burst into his body, one move after another, the vertical slash was not completed, Wang Peng moved his body and turned low, the cloak was blown up and pulled, touching Li Changyuan's waist.

It's light, but Li Changyuan can see through it at a glance, under this cloak, there is a hidden killing intention!

Turning around with a sword, flicking under the cloak, a horizontal slash immediately came!!

It was at this moment that Li Changyuan bent down, and between dodging moves, it was also the time to make a move, Li Changyuan leaned down, and swept his left leg to the right at the opening. The moment Wang Peng turned around, he must have been unstable, and he was hit by this move and absolutely fell to the ground.

But he never thought that Wang Peng was wandering all over the world, and his actual combat experience was not inferior.

Thinking of this move first, Wang Peng jumped up and dodged Li Changyuan's sweeping legs. At this time, Li Changyuan was prostrate on the ground, and Wang Peng was completely volleyed, Li Changyuan just wanted this, opportunity!

'This punch, you can't avoid it! ’

The left front leg that swept out was only halfway, and the half-move stopped at the ground position where Wang Peng jumped away, the knees were bent and bent, Li Changyuan's lower plate drove the whole body to rise, Wang Peng faced the blind spot of Li Changyuan's vision in front of his body, and saw that Li Changyuan's right fist was suddenly smashed from behind the side.

Wang Peng wanted to take advantage of Li Changyuan's leaning over to poke his sword, but he didn't expect Li Changyuan to take a step ahead of him.

Looking at the imminent fist, it was too late to make a move.

Wang Peng's round eyes glared:

'Not good. ’

With his feet off the ground, his body couldn't avoid it, so he had to raise his sword and use the blade of his sword against him to block the punch.

Bang! ——

Sure enough, with a bang, it was blocked, but Wang Peng's back hit the ground, and he was hit by this punch and flew five or six meters away, and the cloak behind his back was also worn out of a big rotten hole because of the rubbing on the ground.

"Uh-huh! ……”

Wang Peng was slightly embarrassed.

Compared with his own missed move of being knocked to the ground, Wang Peng was more surprised by the strength of the other party, how could there be ......

"Unexpectedly, there is such a strong strength!"

Wang Peng got up from the ground, sighed slightly, and carefully put the sword into the scabbard.

Li Changyuan straightened up and asked:

"Won't fight?"

"No need, this time I lost, and I lost convincingly."

"Okay then, go slowly, don't send it."

After Li Changyuan finished speaking, he was about to turn around to leave, and Wang Peng immediately stopped:

"Your Excellency!"

Li Changyuan turned his head:

"What else?"

"Well...... Your Excellency is extremely talented, and you have such strength at a young age, why don't you go out into the outside world like me to get more growth?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat enough when I go outside."

"Hahahaha~"

Wang Peng laughed out loud, but he could hear that there was no malice or contempt.

"Why do you need to say this, according to the following opinion, if you walk the rivers and lakes, let alone food and clothing, the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the silk and satin, even if it is the beauty of the rivers and mountains, as long as you climb above 10,000 people, with your potential, it is not easy."

Li Changyuan was stunned, he was still young, and he couldn't imagine what Wang Peng meant for a while. After a while, Wang Peng's response was still those four words:

"Walk slowly, don't send."

"Your Excellency Li Changyuan, the rivers and lakes are destined to see you again."

After speaking, Wang Peng left the Iron Bull Sect alone, and after a while, the bald head ran over and greeted Li Changyuan:

"Ouch, little ancestor, are you tired~, I saw it all when I just played, my hands hurt or not~, ouch, I'll take a look, I'll blow your hands for you~......"

In the evening, Wang Peng walked away, away from the Iron Bull Sect, which was located in the wilderness and mountains. Looking back, for a long time, the slightly trembling hand pulled the hat down, and half of the face under the hat showed a wry smile that would be mixed.

"Quenching the body? Alas, it's really a joke, if it weren't for my Xuantie Sword, I'm afraid that punch could directly kill me, but it's a pity that the sword that accompanied me all the way ......"

As he spoke, Wang Peng pulled out the sword with only the hilt from the scabbard, the mouth of the scabbard was facing down, and from the scabbard, scattered scattered pieces of broken iron.

And in the Iron Bull Sect, just after dinner, everyone almost went back to bed.

Li Changyuan was in his own bedroom, lying flat on the bed, opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling, fantasizing about the outside world.

The next day, a major news exploded in the Iron Bull Sect.

"What!?"

Everyone from the top and bottom of the sect gathered around, and the head of the sect couldn't believe it, and even performed a crying voice, holding the small hand of Li Changyuan, who had already carried his bags, with both hands, and asked:

"You really want to leave our Iron Bull Sect?"

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