Outside the dilapidated ancient temple, the mountains and forests in the distance are full of greenery, the outer wall has long been mottled with yellow paint, and the cobblestone stone road is overgrown with weeds, and it is obvious that no one has swept it for a long time.

The two stone beasts in front of the temple gate, the beast capital is gone, the children's charcoal graffiti is twisted and crooked, and the new marks and old traces are intertwined with each other. In one corner of the wall, a stove was placed, and soot was piled up around the stove.

An old man, with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, carried various props for performing arts on their backs and entered the temple. The two put their burdens under the eaves and entered the temple, in front of the dusty statue of the god, and the incense case was dilapidated. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy staggered by the idol, trying to make a simple punch.

"Hey, you're not well, don't move!" called the girl in the thick skirt at him.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy shook his head, pounced, sat down, and took a few breaths.

"Look, I'm telling you to stop moving!" the girl grinned.

The two grandparents are surnamed Li, and the girl is called Xiaozhen. They were ordinary people who went to the rivers and lakes to make a living, and they originally lived in Shuiqi City on the bank of the Giant Python River, but now because of the disaster caused by the vicious battle between the two largest gangs on the Wulei Continent, they had to leave their hometown and come to this scenic city.

When he rescued the boy on the way, he was paralyzed and unable to move, lying dying by the river, not far from death. The grandparents and grandchildren were kind-hearted and rescued him and moved here, and in the first month, he even asked Xiao Zhen to help him feed him gruel.

Then, after another two months, the boy slowly recovered a lot, and by now, he was able to stand up gradually, but he could not stand for long.

Jane smiled and said a few words to him, but went outside and cooked on the stove outside. The young man, as usual, leaned against the corner and did not move, but no one knew that in his body, the Tiangang Five Thunder Xuan Qi was slowly circulating, if it were not for the fact that it had never stopped, running in his body, I am afraid that he would really be completely paralyzed and could no longer stand up.

In the past three months, although he has not been able to exercise a lot, the cultivation of the Tiangang Five Thunder Gong has never been interrupted, and the entire Tiangang Five Thunder Primary Secret Book has been completely running for a week, and many acupoints have also been opened between the meridians.

It's just that the Tiangang Five Thunder Gong, even after running for a week, still needs to be practiced repeatedly, until the moment of a snap of a finger, a Zhou Tian can be finished in the body, and the primary Tiangang Five Thunder Gong can be regarded as truly practiced to the extreme.

Soon, the grandfather and grandson made dinner, and at the same time brought a big bowl and ate it with him. The two grandparents and grandchildren, who were originally homeless, naturally couldn't make any hearty dinners, nothing more than a big bowl of hot porridge and green vegetables cooked directly with the porridge.

Despite this, the young man's heart was already very grateful, it was originally a meeting in Pingshui, just out of kindness, they have been taking care of him until now. The vast majority of people changed, and on that day three months ago, I saw him collapse by the river, and I was afraid that I wouldn't even be able to take care of it, so I left directly.

In that case, he's really dead!

After eating, the grandparents and grandchildren chatted about many things outside, although they were the lowest level of entertainers, but because of this, they knew more news than others.

Xiao Zhen turned her head to look at the little boy who was younger than her, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you were met by us, do you know, there is a group of beggars of unknown origin on the rivers and lakes recently, who specialize in kidnapping other people's children, breaking their hands and feet, and forcing them to beg outside, and all the money they ask for is taken away by those beggars, but those children themselves are tortured worse than death." If you are taken away by those wicked people, you are finished. ”

Old Man Li couldn't help but laugh and said, "For those people, Xiao Feng is a little too old, and they may not dare to be interested in him." ”

The young man raised his head and looked at them, this kind of thing, he had heard about it in the village before, but most of it was just hearsay, and now when he really heard this kind of thing, he was both surprised and a little angry in his heart. Is there really no one to care about something like this?

As if seeing the inquiry in his eyes, Xiao Zhen said helplessly: "No one cares, and everyone pretends not to see it." It's like in our place, everyone's fields are robbed, and everyone knows it's the baking gang......"

"Shhhhhhh

Xiao Zhen was also silent at once.

Bake the gang," thought the boy to himself.

At that time, it was more just a yearning for the legendary leader of the Baking Gang, one of the top Xuanji masters in the Five Thunder Continent, Leng Changkun, a powerful thunder master who was not interested in the Broken Void, and a world-famous hero.

It's a pity that he now knows that behind the birth of a legend are countless corpses and bloodstains.

At night, both grandparents and grandchildren were in the temple, each wrapped in a blanket and slept. The boy moved outside under the eaves pillar, leaned against the peeling red lacquer, looked up sideways, and looked at the moon sky in the sky, the bright moon was like a mirror, and the stars were looming.

Although the night view is good, in the depths of his soul, the study of the martial arts he learned from the Tianxin Hall has never stopped.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and vomited out a crystal clear, orange bead. Wobbly, I came to the water tank by the wall, which was very large, with two broken edges and a layer of fine sand at the bottom.

Scoop out the water, wash the beads, and look at the moonlight.

The cold wind blew, shaking him, as if he would fall down at any time, but he always stood.

He was stabbed by the tail needle of the scorpion demon, and he relied on this snake demon Neidan to slowly remove the toxin. By now, the poison in the body has finally been almost removed, and the five thunder and Xuan Qi have filled every meridian in the body.

He exhaled slowly, feeling much more relaxed in the night breeze.

Over the next few days, the teenager's strength was recovering rapidly.

On that day, because it was raining outside, the grandparents and grandchildren did not go to the street to perform again, but stayed in the ancient temple.

After being busy for a while, Xiao Zhen had nothing to do, just at the gate of the palace, looking at the young man boxing under the eaves. It's almost a straightforward boxing technique.,Occasionally, you can't see any peculiar steps.,There's no feeling of being able to punch at all.。

"He's so thin on his arm!" she thought to herself.

"Xiao Feng, you can't do this, your kind of punching, this kind of strength, even kittens and dogs can't be defeated, let alone meet real ruffians and hooligans!" she said with a smile.

Ignoring her teasing, the boy continued to punch with a clear eye, a wolf-like stance, accompanied by a soft-looking fist, which made people shake their heads.

During the break, the boy sat on the ground and drank water slowly. Old man Li smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, if you don't have a place to go, follow us to learn some acrobatics, run around the rivers and lakes to sell art, and you can also mix some food." ”

He sighed: "Practicing martial arts is not something that our poor people do, poor literature and rich martial arts, scholars can't afford to buy books, and they can copy everywhere. Martial arts cheats, which one is not hidden like a treasure? I can't copy it if I want to. Inviting a boxer or worshipping a master costs a lot of money.

"Besides, it takes a lot of physical strength to practice martial arts, and poor families can't afford meat. Even if you really practice the doorway, you will encounter those Lei Wu who have the secret thunder method, and after decades of kung fu, you can't afford to let people take a few thunder methods. Do you want to practice martial arts and change the thunder method? Then don't even think about it, all the people who have the secret thunder method are big sects, how many sons of families are crowded in, where can you get in if you want to?"

He could see that this kid had some ambition, but in the final analysis, no matter how he looked at it, he was just a country kid, and if he wanted to contact Lei Fa, it was a dream, it was better to practice one or two skills in running the rivers and lakes, at least he could eat mixed rice.

Just like the granddaughter said, the few punches that this young man practiced just now, a few times he came and went, even the kittens and dogs couldn't beat him, and I don't know if it was a swaggering fake martial artist he met when he was a child, and used it to fool him?

The young man smiled, although it sounded a little sarcastic, but the concern in the words of the grandfather and grandson still made him grateful in his heart.

In the next few days, the boy continued to practice his boxing that he couldn't see how powerful it was, the fists made by the real boxer, every punch carried the sound of the wind, he punched out, but there was really no strength, giving people the feeling that it would hit a woman, and I am afraid it would not hurt.

It was useless to practice such a boxing technique, and the two of them shook their heads together.

Slowly, the teenager also began to go out, and every time he went out, he would bring back some game.

"Xiao Feng, are you a child of the Orion family?" asked Xiao Zhen in surprise. These pheasants and hares really can't see the wounds from their appearances alone, and they must have been caught by him with traps.

The boy smiled and did not answer.

For the grandparents and grandchildren who can only drink porridge and eat vegetables on weekdays, every time the young man brings back game, it is the same as adding food.

Until that day, it was only in the afternoon, and the grandparents and grandchildren, who were originally selling on the streets, rushed back early. Back here, the boy just went out.

Immediately after that, they were blocked outside......