"On the Xuanwu Continent, the realm of martial artists from low to high can be divided into innate martial artists, condensing qi, building foundations, knotting pills, yuan infants, transforming gods, venerables, and emperors. A realm can be divided into the early, middle, and late stages, and the high-level ones will always occupy the advantage of strength. ”

"The Xuanwu Continent is rich in spiritual energy, and our martial artists rely on absorbing these spiritual energy to improve their own realm, the higher the realm, the more spiritual energy is needed to improve, and the difficulty of promotion is also greater. ”

"Our Yang family uses swords, so our Yang family is a sword cultivator. For sword cultivation, the sword is the main thing, and the law is the auxiliary. Sword cultivation is mainly to cultivate sword skills, and the practice is an auxiliary. This is also the special feature of sword cultivation, and it is also the reason why sword cultivation can only reach Sword Venerable at the highest level. ”

"However, sword cultivators of the same level can often suppress martial artists who don't use swords, because the attack power of sword cultivation is very fearful, and even the highest realm Venerable may be defeated in the hands of sword cultivators who are one realm lower than him. ”

"The realm of sword cultivation is very difficult to improve, due to the special cultivation system, it takes a long time to break through the bottleneck, and sword cultivation is often targeted by other monks, so there are fewer and fewer people on the path of sword cultivation. ”

"But our Yang family was born for the sword, and our ancestors never changed the blade, although you learned the exercises three years later, but the mastery of our family's swordsmanship is already confident, and it is more important to make progress in swordsmanship than to make progress in cultivation."

After speaking, Yang Zhen took out a booklet, only to see that the booklet had been yellowed, and the cover was about to fall off, Yang Zhen said: "This is our ancestral auxiliary exercise, now it's time to hand it over to you."

As he spoke, he handed the booklet to Yong, "Remember, at the age of eighteen, you must reach the late stage of condensation, this is the threshold for admission to Tianwu Academy."

Yang Yong took the booklet, and there was some faint expectation in his heart. He smiled and said to his father, 'Father, don't worry, I will do it.' ’。

Yang Zhen nodded with satisfaction, patted Yang Yong's shoulder and said, "Good son!"

When he returned to his room, Yong took out the exercise booklet, flipped through it, and found that this exercise book was originally called the Emperor's Neijing

"What is the anger of the speaker...... , up and down...... , in the midst of the relationship, the dwelling of people is also"

Yong continued to flip back, only to see a piece of paper added to the book, took it out and looked at it, only to see that it was written

"The Yellow Emperor's Neijing, originally a prop for the doctor to save the life and help the wounded, after the research and transformation of the ancestors of the Yang family, to the medical science and preservation of martial arts, the martial artist can practice the pole mirror can have the ability to pick the stars and land on the moon, and the body is not invaded by a hundred poisons.

Note: This exercise can only be used for sword cultivation, once practiced, you will not be able to practice other exercises for the rest of your life, the descendants of the Yang family should remember"

Yang Yong flipped through the booklet several times, and found that this exercise is to cultivate true qi to temper the body, and the true qi that comes out of cultivation at the beginning is transparent, and when it is cultivated to the extreme, it turns golden yellow, and the darker the color, the better the effect of quenching.

Yang Yong saw that although this exercise was very powerful, once he practiced, he could not practice other exercises, so he had to put down the booklet, and the matter of practicing the exercises could only be put aside for the time being.

It was afternoon, Yang Yong was walking on the path and was worried about the exercises, and after walking for a while, he found the person in front of him sitting in front of the room, wearing a thin white dress, carefully wiping his saber. It is Hengyuan.

'Uncle Heng!' Yang Yong walked over, with a hint of kindness on his delicate face.

"Xiao Yong" Hengyuan's rough face also showed a little smile.

Yang Yong walked over and sat on Hengyuan's side, watching him seriously polish his sword.

'Uncle Heng, do you polish your sword every day?' Yang Yong asked curiously.

'Hmm' Hengyuan nodded, still carefully wiping his sword.

Yang Yong saw that he was bored wiping his sword, looked up at the sky, and saw the white clouds fluttering, and his worries in his heart were reduced a lot.

After dinner, Yang Yong and his family sat together and chatted, Yang Zhen talked about Yang Yong's habit of urinating and defecating in bed when he was a child, and unconsciously laughed and scolded his son a few times. Speaking of this, a few people suddenly rushed in, Yang Zhen frowned, and said, "There are no rules!"

I saw the first of the three people say, "Old ...... Master", Yang Zhen drank, "What is the fuss?" replied to his subordinates, "The guards of our courtyard have been assassinated at some point. As he spoke, he was heartbroken and angry.

Yang Zhen was taken aback when he heard this, and said, "What's the matter?" The men replied: 'The brothers who had just finished dinner went to guard the post, but when the brothers had just reached the post, they suddenly fell down one by one, and when we went to check, we found that the brothers who were guarding the guard had been killed with hidden weapons. After saying that, I couldn't help but shed tears.

After hearing the news, Yang Zhen frowned and said, "Take me to see." ’。

Yang Zhen and his party followed to the corpse of Shougang, Yang Zhen saw that he took off his clothes and found that the injury he suffered was somewhat similar to the injury of Hengyuan, and his heart trembled: "It's broken".

Yang Zhen turned around, only to see that his face was really not light, it was only because of the dark night that he was covered, calmed down, and said to his son: "Xiao Yong, you go and call your Uncle Heng to the hall, I have something important to say"

Yang Yong knew that the situation was urgent, and immediately ran to Hengyuan's room to tell him about it.

Hengyuan followed Yang Yong to the hall quickly, only to see Yang Zhen's serious expression, his wife standing aside also looked anxious, there was no one around, Hengyuan walked over quickly, and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Yang Zhen looked at his son, then at Hengyuan, and said: "Heng Zhuangshi, something happened suddenly, this place is about to be attacked by a strong enemy, you should take Xiao Yong immediately and go to the house of a good friend of mine, this is a letter I wrote, the letter contains their location, after reading it, you must burn it to avoid leaving hidden dangers." ’

Hengyuan guessed that it was very likely that he had recruited an enemy, so he was grateful and thought that he could not escape without permission, and said, "Master of the family, this matter started because of me, and if you hand me over, you can save the life of the family." After speaking, Hengyuan's heart was like the sadness of a strong man who would never return.

Yang Zhen seemed to have expected him to say this, and scolded: "Stupid, do you think that if we hand you over, we will be safe?" As early as when I saved you, I knew that this matter was not so simple' Yang Zhen's tone softened slightly, "Although you are injured, your martial arts are the highest among us, and I am more relieved that you protect Xiao Yong." After speaking, he handed the letter to Hengyuan, urging them to leave immediately.

Although Yang Yong was only ten years old, he heard that his family was about to be attacked and his parents were also in great danger, and he wanted to share the hardships with his father. Yang Zhen's heart was even more sour when he saw it. When Hengyuan saw such a scene, he was very moved but couldn't help it. didn't have time to think about it, he immediately picked up Yang Yong and escaped from the secret passage arranged by Yang Zhen.

Seeing that his son had escaped smoothly, Yang Zhen immediately arranged various defenses, arranged traps, and was ready to meet the enemy at any time. After the arrangement, he looked to the other side, only to see that his son had disappeared from his field of vision, and he only hoped that his son could reach a safe place quickly.