Human world, Qianzhou.

The outer region of Qianzhou, the mortal world.

Jin Kingdom, Qixia Town.

A thirteen-year-old boy is meditating and practicing martial arts in the courtyard of a deep house, and his goal is to become a real martial artist.

Martial arts is a popular profession second only to the government in the world of secular mortals, and it is divided into two realms: innate and acquired.

Each realm is divided into four levels: early, middle, late, and peak, and they are stronger in turn.

A true martial artist must at least have the strength of the early stage of the Innate Realm.

Only by becoming a true warrior can you be qualified to pursue your dreams.

The dream of a teenager, the only dream since the age of three, is to become a real hero who does the right thing for heaven.

However, the young man's father and mother didn't want him to become a hero, but only hoped that he would consult the Taoist scriptures and Taoist books with his heart.

The so-called Taoist scriptures and Taoist books, I don't know who wrote them, where they came from, they all say some extremely profound truths, which are completely inapplicable to the martial arts world, and no one even cares about the government, scholars, business travelers, and farmers.

"Anyway, my parents are all for my good. The three-year-old boy comforted himself.

In order to make his father and mother happy, the boy has been studying hard, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, for seven years.

But as I grew older, my inner dreams became more and more turbulent.

"My father and mother don't teach me martial arts, they just don't want me to delay my studies. The ten-year-old boy thought, "If I can practice martial arts without delaying my studies, my father and mother will definitely not object." By the way, I can use my spare time to watch my father and mother practice swordsmanship. ”

The boy did so, but it wasn't that simple.

Whenever a teenager appeared when his father and mother were practicing swords, he had to be interrogated: what he had read, how much he had read, and how much he had read during this time.

Every time he watches the sword practice, the teenager has to concentrate on two purposes, and he must achieve the result of reading books and practicing the sword, otherwise, he will be restricted by his father and mother, but fortunately, the teenager is talented and intelligent, and his parents are very satisfied every time.

Since then, the boy has become more and more hardworking, and reading books and watching swords have become a necessary part of his daily life.

What if you don't have a sword?

If the book does not leave the hand, the sword does not leave the hand.

He held back a lot of energy in his heart, "I must prove to my father and mother without delaying my studies that he can practice martial arts." ”

"I must let my father and mother believe me: the dream of a hero does not conflict with reading! A child's ambition is like an iron stone, and it will never change!"

Two years later, the boy learned the family's top martial arts of the martial arts, the Glimpse Light Sword and the Thousand Illusions Trace, as well as some basic martial arts.

Since the Glimpse Splitting Sword pays attention to both internal and external cultivation, it requires the cooperation of swordsmanship and internal force cultivation.

The boy spent half a year summarizing a set of internal skills in many martial arts classics.

A twelve-year-old boy used half a year to sum up the internal strength of the top martial arts on his own, and it was effective, which is indeed a bit incredible!

Even the boy himself couldn't believe it, but it was true.

It just happened naturally, and there was no hindrance.

"I guess I was inspired by the Taoist scriptures. The boy used to think so.

Today is an important moment for the teenager to use this mental method to break through the barrier of the innate realm.

Just look at him sitting there, his eyes closed, his brows deeply locked, his hands either palmed together, or painted in circles, and the top of his head is steaming white.

Beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead, and the whole person sometimes rotated to the left, sometimes to the right, and his face was flushed.

Suddenly, I saw a milky white true qi gradually emerging from the periphery of his body.

It was a little unstable at first, and then gradually thickened, stabilized, and formed.

"True qi is released, three-foot qi wall, I finally broke through the innate realm, hahaha ......", the young man opened his eyes, jumped more than a foot high, and laughed happily.

Ignoring the beads of sweat on his forehead, the young man ran straight to his father's place, thinking as he ran, "I can finally prove to my father and mother that I am the material for martial arts." I didn't delay studying, and I broke through the innate realm, my father and mother must be very happy. ”

With an innocent and immaculate smile, he ran wildly all the way, and before he saw his parents, the boy shouted, "Dad, Dad, I broke through, I broke through the acquired limit." ”

"I'm already a martial arts master in the Innate Realm, I can be a hero, and I can fight side by side with you!"

"What kind of battle are you fighting side by side!" the middle-aged man frowned when he heard this, "Have I fought with anyone? In the future, without my permission, you are not allowed to practice martial arts and swords." ”

"Why?" the boy who was splashed with cold water was stunned.

This is so different from what he expected, shouldn't there be applause, gratification, and praise here? After three years of hard work, three years of obedience, and three years of longing, what he has been waiting for is this? How can a thirteen-year-old boy stand it?

Staring at the middle-aged man for a full fifteen breaths, the young man forcibly suppressed the loss in his heart, and tried his best to control the warmth in the corners of his eyes to prevent it from flowing out, "Why the hell?"

Looking at the young man's stubborn appearance and recalling his hard work in the past three years, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed even tighter, "Go to study." ”

"That's not a reason!" the boy suddenly burst out and shouted, "That's not a reason!"

"In the past three years, I have been studying day and night, and I dare not live up to the expectations of my father and mother!"

"I practiced martial arts and swords, and I never delayed studying. ”

"Every time I watch the sword, I have been assessed by my father. ”

"Every time I practiced swords, I read the book for a day beforehand. ”

"I haven't forgotten my father and mother's instructions for a moment!"

"I just have a little bit of my own dreams!"

"I'm working hard for this!"

"Why do you never approve of it? Why?"

In the end, the boy's voice had become hoarse, and unexpectedly, a hot tear fell.

Although the middle-aged man's eyes were full of concern and distress, he still insisted on being unmoved.

"Chen'er, my father and mother are all for your good. Mrs. Yongrong, who was drinking tea on the side, took the young man into her arms.

"I don't want you to be good for me. The young man broke free from his embrace, "I just want your consent for me to practice martial arts and swords." ”

"Martial arts and sword training is not your way. Mrs. Grace said distressedly, "For now, you just need to take a good look at the Taoist scriptures and Taoist books." ”

"Yes, Chen'er. The middle-aged man finally spoke, "Practicing martial arts and swords is a small trick, and it's not worth learning at all!"

"If it's a little trick, why do you still practice every day. The boy retorted. "It's not worth learning, why is everyone rushing to learn? I just want to practice swords, I want to become a real martial arts master, and I will be chivalrous and righteous!"

Being forced to practice martial arts and sword practice is the biggest pain in the hearts of middle-aged men and Mrs. Grace, but all this is for the sake of the boy.

It doesn't matter if he is wronged, but he can't bear to be wronged by his wife.

Even if the person who wronged the lady is his own son!

"Okay, you want to practice martial arts, okay!" The middle-aged man was a little angry, "Don't you think you have an excellent memory and a very high level of understanding? I'm dancing a swordsmanship now, and you memorize it, and if you can't remember it once, you will beat it with a stick." I can't remember twice, and I hit two sticks. And so on. ”

"Okay! The boy is very confident, because he has the ability to remember, and his father and mother know this.

But after really seeing the swordsmanship danced by the middle-aged man, the boy changed his view of the world for the first time.

The swordsmanship danced by the middle-aged man is actually not complicated, that is, nine moves and twenty-seven styles.

Every move and every style naturally contains an indescribable trajectory, no matter how the teenager remembers it.

Often teenagers clearly remember it, but when they dance, they are wrong, and even they can feel that it is wrong.

The middle-aged man has already danced twice, which means that the boy has been defeated twice and received three sticks.

"Convincing?" asked the middle-aged man with a smile.

The laugh is because he found that the boy really has an amazing understanding, although it is still far from being correct, but it is already remarkable.

"No!" the young man tilted his head and said with a frown.

"Then come again. The middle-aged man danced again.

Not surprisingly, the boy still failed.

"Let's go", this is the sound of a middle-aged man hitting the young man on the back with a stick, three sticks.

The middle-aged man asked again, "Do you want to accept it?"

"Not convinced!" the boy insisted.

"Good, good, good. Seeing this, the middle-aged man showed a look of disobedience, "I'll beat you today!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go", the middle-aged man asked while fighting, "Do you accept it?"

"I'm not convinced!" the boy was still the same, but the corners of his mouth kept gasping.

"Don't accept it again. The middle-aged man danced again.

"Let's ......, let's ," the middle-aged man said, "Still not convinced?"

"No!" the young man clenched his teeth, never letting go, and his face was as hot as a red persimmon.

"Come again. The middle-aged man said.

"Let's ......, let's ", looking at the young man's back clothes and body clinging to each other, the middle-aged man's voice trembled a little, "Are you convinced?"

"Not convinced!" the young man stubbornly insisted, his words were crying, and the grievances were self-evident.

"Come again!" shouted the middle-aged man.

"Let's go, let's ...... it", the young man's forehead was dripping with beads of sweat, and red blood stains were printed on his clothes.

Even though the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth trembled, he still shouted strongly, "Accept, still, or disagree?"

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it!" the young man's aching arms kept trembling, but he still craned his neck and gritted his teeth and shouted, "I won't accept it!"

"Come again. The middle-aged man said loudly.

The boy still failed.

The middle-aged man held the stick and wanted to hit it, but looking at the young man's trembling thin body, he hesitated when he fell.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yongrong on the side hurriedly hugged the young man who was difficult to stand still, and glared at the middle-aged man hatefully.

But the young man did not appreciate it, and suddenly broke free from Mrs. Grace's arms and fell to the ground.

"Suck ......," the boy got up and ran away like a smoke.

His stubborn voice came from afar, "You don't let me practice, I want to practice, I want to practice!"

The middle-aged man looked at the blood stains on the stick distressedly and sighed helplessly.

Mrs. Grace just looked at the direction in which the young man ran away, and said with tears in her eyes: "Chen'er is only thirteen years old, and he has not cultivated, how can he capture the trajectory of the aura? How can he remember the traces of the sword path of your Yuanying cultivation? Don't you know that he has been stubborn since he was a child, and he fights so hard......"

Running all the way, the young man's tears never stopped, not only painful, but also sad heart and self-esteem.

That's right! The boy is Qingchen.

"Fighting the sword rivers and lakes will wipe out the injustices in the world!" This is the chivalrous dream he has had since he was a child.

But since he became sensible, there has not been a day when his parents have not tried to dispel such thoughts from him.

Qing Chen's father, named Qing Tianjun, is the head of the Qing family at the head of the three major martial arts families in Qixia Town, the Great Jin Kingdom.

Mrs. Grace's name is Shang Qingrou, and the family of three lives in the largest, most mysterious and luxurious compound in Qixia Town.

Qingchen has wanted to know since he was a child why he couldn't practice swords in a martial arts family, but his father didn't say anything, so he had to practice secretly, thinking that when he achieved something, his father and mother would no longer hold the prejudice that he couldn't practice swords.

But all hope was completely shattered today.

He never imagined that his parents would not only not be happy for his hard work and genius at all, but would treat him like this!

Even if there is a gap between reality and ideals, there can't be such a big gap!

The point is that the ability to remember what he has always been proud of is also ineffective.

Little young man, I can't figure it out, and no one tells me that the goal set up since childhood has been achieved, but he was deliberately poured cold water by the closest and most admired person, not only depreciated and worthless, but also beaten to the flesh, how can he not be depressed and resentful!

"I hate you...... Ouch...... I hate you ......", ran to the foot of Jiulong Mountain, Qingchen walked up the mountain, while pulling the branches and leaves on the side of the road.

But because he used too much force, his back was swollen and bleeding, and the pain was called sour, and he lost the backbone that he didn't say a word when he was beaten just now, "Ouch...... I hate you...... Ouch...... Ouch ......"

Finally came to the top of Jiulong Mountain, and before Qingchen could rest, he suddenly heard the sound of help and the howl of a wolf.

The sense of chivalry that he had had since he was a child suddenly exploded, and Qing Chen immediately endured the pain and tiptoed towards the place where the sound came.

When I got to the ground, it turned out to be a group of wolves, more than 30 of them, attacking around a dead tree.

There is a large hole in the ground of the tree, which is just right for an adult.

At this time, a boy about his own age was hiding, wielding a sharp axe in his hand to fend off the wolves.

"Why are these wolves so huge, enough to be worth three ordinary wolves. Despite this, Qingchen didn't have the slightest fear and was looking around to find a way.

It's just that wolves have been united and treacherous since ancient times, so they don't give their prey any chance.

Right now, Qing Chen clearly noticed that there were several giant wolves attacking in front of the boy, attracting his attention.

The giant wolf on the back secretly digs into the dead tree trunk with its teeth and claws, trying to sneak up on the back.

"At this rate, without a single stick of incense, the little brother will definitely die in the wolf's belly. Seeing this, Qingchen suddenly had a plan in his heart.

I saw that after he found a relatively strong tree trunk from the ground next to him, he picked up a few stones, and had the idea of "killing one and making an example" in his heart.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. After the three rumors, the three giant wolves that were attacking the little boy's front fell to the ground, but the rest did not scatter and flee like ordinary wolves, but turned around and grinned at Qingchen and threatened.

"Doesn't it mean that although the wolves are strong, as long as they kill a few wolves, the rest will be scared away? Why are these wolves still so cross?" Qing Chen was just stunned, and then relied on light skills to jump from the treetops to the dead trees.

He stabbed to death two giant wolves who were stealing tree trunks in the boy's back, and shouted, "Don't be afraid, little brother, I'm here to save you." ”

"Thank you, big brother, thank you, big brother. The boy's voice was at first pleasantly surprised.

But then he trembled, "Big, big brother, the wolf king is going crazy, you, you won't kill the wolf queen, right?"

"What? it can't be such a coincidence, right?" Qing Chen heard this, took a closer look, and sure enough, he found the corpse of the different wolf queen who had just been stabbed to death under his feet.

"As you wish, I really killed the wolf queen. Qing Chen said a little disappreciatively, "It's just a group of little wolf cubs, don't be afraid!"

The little boy replied tremblingly, "Big brother, these are not ordinary wolves, they are legendary wind wolves!"

"Wind wolf?" Qingchen didn't know very well.

"That's right, unique spirituality, huge strength, fast speed, especially good at team combat, especially grudges. The little boy said, "That wolf king, it's just like the wind, maybe the martial arts masters are not necessarily its opponents, you must be careful." ”

"Really?" Qing Chen was a little skeptical, "You just saw it, I am a martial arts master." ”

The voice spread, and Qing Chen immediately felt a murderous aura.

When I looked up, I saw the wolf king's green eyes staring at him, and he was clearly saying, "Boy, you wait for me, this king will come and tear you up immediately!"

Without doing anything, Qingchen simply shouted at the wolf king, "Little wolf cub, I'll kill your wolf queen, what's the matter!"

The wolf king seemed to understand Qingchen's contempt, raised his head and howled, and in an instant, the wolves all howled.

Then they all stared at Qingchen, bared their teeth, and actually set up a half-moon-shaped offensive in the inner and outer three layers.

Hearing another howl from the wolf king, the wolves began to jump up one by one to attack Qingchen.

Although Qingchen is a master of the innate realm martial arts, he has just broken through and has no actual combat experience.

So it's okay to simply protect yourself, but if you want to face the attack of the whole group of wind wolves, you are indeed a little passive.

And this group of wolves, in addition to being huge, the tactical coordination is also very amazing, often four or five wolves attack together, but there is a time sequence.

That is, half a second after the first wolf attacks, the second wolf starts to attack, and all five wolves have different attack destinations, and so on.

The first five wolves attacked, and then the second batch.

Prevent one, can't prevent two, prevent three, can't prevent five, prevent the first three batches, can't prevent the last five batches.

This is the reason why martial arts masters can't resist it.