"If it goes on like this, I will be sad this winter, but unfortunately I can't use the power of the system. ”

Thinking that his sister would have to suffer such a hardship at such a young age, Li Ming's heart hurt like a knife.

With his fists clenched, Li Ming secretly swore in his heart.

"I must become a martial artist and earn enough money to come back and cure Xiu'er, even if I am broken for this!"

This is also Li Ming's martial arts!

He practiced martial arts not only so that he could get ahead, but also to heal his sister's body.

He is willing to pay any price for this, even if his right eye is abolished, it can't stop his determination to practice martial arts and become stronger.

And the Tiger Mighty Martial Arts Pavilion is the only way for him to become stronger, and he must not give up.

"It won't be as warm as noon for a while, so let's hurry to the house, and if we catch a cold, we'll have to drink the unpleasant decoction again." ”

Li Ming glanced at the sun that was about to set, and hurriedly took his sister back to the room, and then lit the charcoal fire in the stove.

Xiu'er has been weak since she was a child, and she has suffered from cold poison, so she is very afraid of cold, even in the summer under the sun, she has to wear thick cotton clothes, and she has to put a big stove in the house when she sleeps at night, which shows how weak her body is.

Li Ming quietly exited the room, and then turned around to see a middle-aged man standing in the courtyard, Li Ming asked suspiciously: "Dad, why did you come back so early today?"

The middle-aged man is Li Ming's father Li Changqing, in order to maintain this family, Li Changqing used to get up early and work in the Zhao family's divine soldier shop in the city, and he would not come back until the third watch every day, but he didn't want to come back so early today, so Li Ming was puzzled.

"Oh, today I scrapped a piece of 100 steel, so ......" Li Changqing waved his hand absently, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Ming's mother who walked to the door.

"What did you scrap? Who doesn't know your craftsmanship? You can knock out a piece of 100 steels even if you knock it with your eyes closed, it's obvious that Zhao Fat Man is deliberately looking for your stubble..."

Li Ming's mother scolded indignantly, obviously very unconvinced.

"Don't talk about it, I'll go to a few other divine soldiers shops in the city tomorrow to see if they still want people. ”

Li Changqing stopped his wife's next words, then looked at Li Ming, and grinned: "Ming'er, you are going back to the martial arts hall tomorrow, just now I asked your mother to buy you a chicken, and I slaughtered it for you to stew soup for a while, and I can also stain it as a father, speaking of which, I haven't tasted meat for several years, and I don't know if your mother's craftsmanship has regressed." ”

Speaking subconsciously, I obviously miss that delicious food very much.

"you, don't you slaughter this chicken soon. ”

Rolling her eyes angrily, Li Ming's mother threw the chicken tied in her hand to Li Changqing, while she went into the kitchen to clean it up.

"Dad, is it because of Zhao Chang?"

Looking at his father who killed chickens and bleed, Li Ming was silent for a moment, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked.

The fat man Li Ming of Zhao that his mother said before knew that he was a steward of the Zhao family's Shenbing Shop, and his son's name was Zhao Chang.

It was that Zhao Chang who injured Li Ming's right eye, but he didn't expect that Zhao Chang was unwilling to give up, and he actually made his parents lose their jobs like this, which made Li Ming's heart surge with anger.

You must know that her sister Li Xiu'er has to spend a lot of money to buy medicine to regulate her body, and this is all maintained by her parents working in the Zhao family's divine soldier shop, and now Zhao Chang is simply cutting off her sister Li Xiu'er's way of life!

"Ever since my right hand was abolished, that guy has been trying to make things difficult for me and your mother, so even if there is no son to make trouble, your mother and I won't stay there for long. ”

Speaking of this, Li Changqing cleaned up the chicken blood, stood up and patted Li Ming's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Ming'er, you don't have to worry about these things, in a few years it will be the day when the beast tide is coming, the only thing you have to do now is to become a martial artist and strive to survive in the beast tide, your father and your mother are already old, and Xiu'er will have to rely on you to take care of it in the future." ”

"Well, my son got it!"

Meeting his father's calm eyes, Li Ming nodded solemnly.

......

Leaning against the big jujube tree in the courtyard, Li Ming looked up at the crimson sunset and sighed secretly.

"Alas, when will I be able to become a warrior!"

Li Ming knows a little about the division of martial artists, martial artists are divided into nine orders, the first order is the lowest, the ninth order is the highest, and the seventh order can be called a martial arts master, the eighth order is the great master, and the ninth order is the transcendent saint.

Among them, the minimum standard for a first-order martial artist is to have the strength of a thousand catties, and at the same time, he must condense the strength of his body, and the most important thing is to stimulate the qi and blood in his body, which is still a cut short of Li Ming, who is far from these three basic conditions.

Although his beliefs are very strong, his own talent and the material conditions of his family cannot support his martial arts path.

There are many conditions for the cultivation of martial artists, the first of which is their own comprehension and bloodline level.

Needless to say, the focus is on the bloodline, the bloodline is divided into nine levels, the higher the bloodline level, the faster the cultivation, and the higher the limit achievement that can be achieved.

Li Ming's bloodline is only of the first order, which is the lowest, and it is difficult for him to catch up even if he works ten times and a hundred times harder than others.

In terms of comprehension, he was also very average, and he couldn't bring any help to his cultivation.

The rest is cultivation resources and exercises, which Li Ming, as a poor child, naturally has no praise, so it is really difficult for him to become a martial artist.

"Huh, what's the sound?"

Just as Li Ming was thinking hard, suddenly a subtle gnawing sound came into his ears, and when he listened carefully, it came from the trunk of the jujube tree behind him.

"Could it be that there are worms in the trunk? Damn, if you don't pull this out, this date tree will be destroyed...... How... What's going on?"

Just when Li Ming was anxious to find out the insect hidden in the trunk, his right eye, which was dark, suddenly saw things, but everything he saw was in a state.

At this moment, in the sight of his right eye, the trunk of a tree hugged by a person turned into a tree, and the lines in it were clearly visible, and in the very center of the trunk was a finger-long insect that was constantly gnawing, and it was from here that the previous sound came from.

"It's... What's going on?"

Li Ming was a little dazed, and then subconsciously raised his hands to look, and in the same right eye, his hands were completely half-half, and he could clearly see the muscles and bones under the epithelium, and even the blood flowing in the blood vessels.

Looking at the insects in the trunk, and then at the hands, Li Ming smiled, and smiled very happily.

"I don't know what this is, but it's very useful. ”

As a martial artist, Li Ming's first thought was to use this ability to gain insight into the fortune of other martial artists, as long as he figured it out.