In the Tianhua Continent, in the south of a small city called Nanli in Nanhua Kingdom, there is a family called the Ling family. At dawn, in the martial arts arena of the Ling family, there was a twelve-year-old thin young man, about one meter six tall, the young man's name was Ling Haoran, and he was a young man of the Ling family. The heavy iron tied to his legs, and a stone grinding disc of more than 100 catties hanging from his waist, running round and round, his whole body was soaked with sweat. The boy gritted his teeth and ran for half an hour, and the white clouds in the east of the sky were also covered with a layer of purple light, illuminating the earth, and the sleeping people began to get up. After a while, a few girls came to the martial arts arena.

A girl in a pink gauze skirt, holding a cyan brocade handkerchief in her hand, walked over to the young man and whispered, "Haoran, are you tired, come and take a rest, your cultivation must be relaxed, you can't blindly do it, this will lose your foundation." As he spoke, he blocked the boy who was still running, and gently wiped away the muddy water mixed with dust and sweat on the boy's face. The girl is the fourth lady of the Ling family, named Ling Qingling, who is a foundation building period monk.

Ling Haoran said, "Fourth sister, I'm not tired, where is this!" The eldest sister is in the Ethereal Sect, the second sister and the third sister have already gone to the God of War Academy, and the fourth sister You have also received a notice from the Heavenly Sword Academy, and I still have no sense of qi, and I can't even reach the refining realm. I have to put in more effort than others, and I hope that one day I can also laugh at the Nine Heavens. After saying that, the young man's face was full of loss and yearning. This world is divided into the mortal realm and the ninefold heaven, except for the hidden sects and families in the mortal realm, those who exceed the peak of the foundation building period must go to the first heaven to the ninth heaven, and only from the first heaven to the ninth heaven can the aura be more intense, and they can better cultivate. And the Ling family is a hermit family. Ling Haoran's three elder sisters were all sent to the Nine Heavens for cultivation, which shows how outstanding the talent of the Ling family is, except for Ling Haoran, of course.

Just as the two of them were talking, a girl in a white gauze skirt jumped up and down to Ling Haoran's side, "Brother Haoran, I believe in you, you must be able to cultivate, remember when we were children, we went to the Houshan Ancestral Temple to play, and at that time you fought that wild wolf to protect me?" At that time, Brother Haoran was the bravest person in the world, I believe that it won't be long before Brother Haoran will definitely be able to cultivate, and then protect Zhenzhen" The girl who spoke was named Mo Zhenzhen, who grew up in the Ling family, the Mo family is an alchemy family, and this family is good at alchemy.

Ling Haoran said with a smile, "I still remember that time, in order to prevent that evil wolf from hurting you, I held it to the death, no matter how it bit me, I didn't let go, I was almost bitten to death by that evil wolf, but fortunately, grandpa arrived in time and saved us!" How good it was at that time, there were no worries and sorrows, and it was over every day. Not now, now I have to work hard, hoping to be able to cultivate soon. Okay Zhenzhen, fourth sister, I'm going to start, I hope I can have a sense of qi today, open up the muscles and veins and be able to enter the body refining realm. ”

After speaking, Ling Haoran began to practice desperately again, and the two girls also went to the martial arts training tower at the same time to cultivate, the martial arts training tower is a cultivation holy place built by the Ling family that can gather aura, and there is no need to worry about the problem of aura when cultivating in it, and the aura will always be relatively strong. Just when Ling Haoran hadn't run a few laps, a middle-aged man came, the middle-aged man was the patriarch of the Ling family and Ling Haoran's grandfather, named Ling Qianqi. Patriarch Ling came to Ling Haoran and said, "Haoran, are you still angry?" ”

Ling Haoran's eyes were a little lonely and said, "Grandpa, no, I still don't have a sense of anger!" I'm not going to give up. ”

Ling Qianqi was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It's all to blame grandpa, back then, you were bitten through the abdomen by that brute and hurt the foundation, it's grandpa who is sorry for you and your parents." ”

After listening to this, Ling Haoran said proudly, "Grandpa, you don't have to say that, I believe that I can step over this cut, I will definitely be able to cultivate, but God needs to sharpen me again." Hahaha, without a bone-chilling experience, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms! ”

Ling Qianqi also squeezed out a little smile on his face, "Good one, without a bone-chilling experience, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms!" Grandpa also believes in you, and sends you another sentence: "Insist that Qingshan will not relax, and the roots are in the broken rock." "Always be vigilant, keep it in mind, and work hard," he said, walking towards the family hall.

Ling Haoran took off the stone grinder on his waist, held the stone lock in his hand, and began to practice arm strength, after practicing for a quarter of an hour, Li Feng put down the stone lock, put Shen Tie on his arm, and began to practice the family's martial art: Tiger Fist. Tiger Boxing has a total of 6 moves, Ling Haoran has learned them all, between Ling Haoran roared, the voice was as bright as Hong Zhong's "first move, hungry tiger pounced" between the body suddenly jumped out, with the fastest speed of a punch on the martial arts pile, the martial arts pile lit up a faint light, constantly retreated and practiced hundreds of times in a sudden move, and then roared "the second move Tiger down the mountain" between the body jumped into the air, such as the tiger down the mountain with a thousand catties of force slammed down a circle, and jumped up the air and then down is a leg on the martial arts pile so repeatedly, After practicing hundreds of times, he roared "The third move of the black tiger digging out the heart" fist suddenly turned into a claw, hitting the practice of martial arts piles, the "fourth move of the White Tiger Killing Palm" claws and palms, and the "fifth move of Ling Tianhu Step" This move is a footwork, jumping, running, flipping, turning, rushing, leaping, etc., the "sixth stroke whip shadow" simulates the tail of the tiger, and the arms and legs are whipped like whips and then practiced on the martial arts pile.

After practicing a hundred times, Ling Haoran heard the bell of the family eating, and most of the people ran to eat, only to see Ling Haoran take out a corbel and a kettle from the pocket next to him and eat it. After hurriedly eating, he ran to the weapon rack next to him and took a mountain knife. I began to practice the Thousand People Chopping Knife Method again, only to see that the Tao was like a thunderbolt, and the sound of the knife was like a deadly bell, opening and closing. After practicing the sword technique for two hours, he put down the mountain opening knife and began to cultivate the mountain palm, under the scorching sun, the thin figure of the young man was so obvious, his whole body was wet with sweat, and there was no good skin on his fists, arms, legs, and joints, all of which were blurred with flesh and blood, but Ling Haoran still had no intention of stopping, and still continued to cultivate.

Ling Haoran practiced until the bell rang for the family lunch, then Mo Zhenzhen ran over, with a smile on her face, stuck out her tongue and said, "Brother Haoran, you make yourself like this every day, you don't hurt, people feel distressed", Mo Zhenzhen took out the pill that had just been refined, crushed it into powder and applied it to Liang Haoran's injured part, just applied it, a cool feeling came to him, and after a while, the wound burned like a fire, Ling Haoran didn't feel anything on his face, still with a faint smile. Mo Zhenzhen turned around and left after taking the medicine, and then Ling Haoran didn't see the script, Mo Zhenzhen's tears were like rain, it seemed that the girl didn't want Ling Haoran's self-esteem to be hurt, and she endured the pain in her heart.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, all the wounds on his body had scabbed over, and the wounds were more than half healed. Ling Haoran picked up the mountain knife and practiced the basic knife technique: the knife is mainly chopping, "the advantage of the knife is in the cut", and there are also knife techniques such as teasing, stabbing, intercepting, blocking, collapsing, chopping, wiping, belting, and wrapping. The characteristics of knife art are: brave and fast, imposing, strong and powerful, like a tiger. Knife, "its usage, only to the body method as the key, long jump beyond the distance, eyes fast hand", and require the knife to be changed with the knife in advance and retreat and vertical jump and toss, and the body and weapons are coordinated.