Qingchongpai area, 480,000 square kilometers of land, equivalent to the whole province of Sichuan, and the population is only 2 million, less than half of the population of Chengdu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This region is respected by the Qingchong faction, and it is one of the thirty-six factions of the Jiwu Continent.

The people in the domain have been practicing martial arts since childhood, swinging fists at the age of three, kicking their legs at the age of five, and worshipping the master at the age of eight, so as to inherit martial arts.

However, the teachers are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, although they are all disciples of the Qingchong faction in the end, but there is an absolute disparity in status and class.

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The sunset is red, dotted with green pines and green mountains, and the mountains flow through clear streams, swimming freely with small fish.

The child walked barefoot on the stream.

For as long as I can remember, this stream has been the food and clothing of children.

The small fish caught are either sold in the market for some money, or grilled on a fire rack to be fed to the stomach.

The child's name is Chen Xian, and he is 10 years old this year.

According to the regulations of the Jiwu Continent, eight-year-old children will have to apprentice to the master, and at that time, the junior school in charge of the assessment of the teacher in the sect will issue a gold-edged leather scroll, which is an invitation to get started.

But Chen Xian has never received the gold-edged leather scroll so far, as if the Qingchong faction and even the entire Wuji Continent have forgotten him.

"Brother, have you caught a small fish? Xiaomei is hungry. ”

The delicate voice came from a little girl with a ponytail on the edge of the stream.

Chen Xian turned around, showed a warm smile at the little girl, and said: "Xiao Mei bear with it a little longer, the fish are clever today, and it is not easy to catch, but my brother will definitely catch a big fish for Xiao Mei." ”

If there is anyone in this world who remembers Chen Xian, maybe there will be a girl named Xiaomei left.

The girl's real name is Xiao Xiao, and she is eight years old this year.

Eight-year-old children should no longer be called by their milk names, but Chen Xian doesn't seem to be able to change his words, and he keeps calling her Xiaomei, which seems kind.

Xiao Xiao never minded this, she hoped that she would hear Chen Xian call her Xiaomei for the rest of her life, and she also hoped that Chen Xian could catch fish for her for the rest of her life.

It's a pity that such a "lifetime" can only be the simplest happiness in the eyes of innocent children.

After today, Xiao Xiao may no longer be able to eat the fish that Chen Xian caught.

"Sister Xiao, you can't be willful from tomorrow, you have to be obedient and sensible, so that the junior brothers and sisters in the junior school can like it, you know. ”

Under the stars in the night sky, Chen Xian lit a fire and set up a simple grill in the small cave where he lived.

It took him a lot of effort to catch a three-pound fish for Xiao Xiao.

This is a rare giant in the stream, and Chen Xian's fishing skills that he has practiced for many years are all on it.

"Sister Xiao doesn't ...... I don't want to go to beginner's school. ”

Xiao Xiao pursed his mouth, and his immature little face showed a hint of grievance, as if he had been abandoned by Chen Xian.

Chen Xian stretched out his hand and stroked Xiao Xiao's little head, and encouraged: "Xiao Mei is a martial arts genius, of course she has to go to the Qingchong School to practice and become a great heroine, so Xiao Mei must go to the junior school, and she must get the best results in the exam to become the most powerful Chongzong Hall disciple in the Qingchong Sect." ”

"But...... But none of them gave their brother a gold-edged leather roll, and they didn't want his brother. ”

Xiao Xiao clutched the gold-rimmed leather roll in his hand, and his heart was full of sourness.

Chen Xian knew that Xiao Xiao felt sorry for him, but this was also helpless. "Sister Xiao, have you forgotten? My brother is dead, and of course they won't give a gold rill roll to a dead man. ”

Chen Xian said calmly, as if he was not distressed by this matter, he turned the fish roasted on the fire, and continued: "Moreover, my brother has no talent for martial arts, even if he has a gold-rimmed leather roll, he can't be assessed if he wants to, and when the time comes, he will be assigned to do chores, but it will be bitter for my brother." ”

"No, my brother is very talented, Xiao Mei has seen it, and my brother can break a thick tree with one palm. ”

Xiao Xiao stretched out his arms and gestured to the thickness of the tree.

"Brother, this is all the kung fu of the three-legged cat, compared with the kung fu of the Qingchong faction, it is not worth mentioning at all, and in the future, Xiao Mei has practiced peerless martial arts, and she will definitely be able to interrupt such a thick tree. ”

Chen Xian also spread his arms like Xiao Xiao, he wanted to amuse Xiao Xiao, and deliberately added an exaggerated expression.

It's a pity that it backfired, and Xiao Xiao's emotions were even more excited.

"No, it's obvious that my brother is more powerful, Xiao Mei learned from my brother, and it was my brother who taught Xiao Mei the heart method. ”

When Xiao Xiao spoke, he took out a note from his arms.

"Look, this is the secret book of the heart method that my brother picked up, if I didn't have it, Xiao Xiao would definitely not be able to learn anything, so it's all my brother's credit. ”

"Xiao Mei is good, you can't be willful anymore. ”

Chen Xian saw Xiao Xiao handing over the note, his eyes couldn't help but avoid Xiao Xiao's gaze, and said: "Sister Xiao has practiced the secret book of the heart method, but my brother can't practice it, doesn't this mean that Sister Xiao has a talent for martial arts!"

"It's not...... No, Xiaomei learned from her brother, and it was her brother who taught Xiaomei. ”

Xiao Xiao spoke, her eyes gradually filled with tears, how much she wanted to persuade Chen Xian, and wanted Chen Xian to go to the beginner school with her to participate in the entrance assessment.

Chen Xian shook his head, reached out and stroked Xiao Xiao's head again, comforting: "Xiao Mei can't be willful, and she can't cry her nose, ...... in the future In the future, when Xiao Mei becomes a disciple of the Chongzong Hall of the Qingchong Sect, tell them that her brother is not dead, and then ask them to give her brother a gold-edged leather scroll, so that her brother can go to the Qingchong Sect with Xiao Mei. ”

Helpless and sad, Chen Xian could only use white lies to appease Xiao Xiao.

On the Jiwu Continent, Chen Xian was a dead man who had been dead two years ago, and Chen Xian, who was still in front of Xiao Xiao at this time, was a soul traveler from the earth.

In his previous life, a fierce earthquake struck suddenly, and many teachers and students of the first primary school at the municipal level were trapped.

He was hailed as a hero, and after the reconstruction of the city's No. 1 elementary school, a statue of him was erected in the flower bed next to the school gate.

Perhaps it was the providence of God that allowed Chen Xian's soul to travel through time and space and come to this martial arts continent, which is similar to the ancient Chinese martial pole continent.

The first person Chen Xian saw when he opened his eyes in the Wuji Continent was Xiao Xiao.

The first voice I heard was also Xiao Xiao.

Chen Xian remembered that it was a heart-rending and utterly desperate cry.

Overlapping the memories of his past and present lives, Chen Xian knew that Xiao Xiao was his fiancée, and his parents were good friends who lived and died together, and they were both red bronze disciples of the Qingchong Sect, and they took it as their duty to protect the region.

But in the battle of the Demon Sect invasion two years ago, hundreds of thousands of people were killed, including Chen Xian and Xiao Xiao's parents.

The young Chen Xian couldn't accept the pain of losing his parents, and held a long sword forward, wanting to avenge his parents.

In exchange for impulsive emotions, he could only encounter the black hands of the demon cultists and was seriously injured, which eventually caused Xiao Xiao, who had become an orphan, to lose his only relative in the world.

Xiao Xiao cried so much that he was completely desperate, and even prevented the Qingchong sect's disciples from burying Chen Xian.

She insisted that Chen Xian was not dead, she lay on Chen Xian's body, holding Chen Xian's body and refusing to let go, the disciples of the Qingchong faction had no choice but to put the funeral on hold for the time being, so as to give Xiao Xiao some more time so that she could accept the reality.

It was also during this time that Chen Xian heard Xiao Xiao's cry.

At the same time, I heard the voice of electronic synthesis in my head.

"The system of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has been successfully opened, and the host is bound - Chen Xian. ”