Cultivation is a journey without an end, on this road, you are alone, you can't see the ahead, you can't turn around, maybe the road ahead is flat, but you have to bear the loneliness on the flat road, from a heroic teenager to a dying old man, your life, there will be an end, but practice, but on the road, has been on the road.

The boring meditation took over Liu Chen's next life, and every day before dawn, he got up and came to the small courtyard, constantly holding the pair of stone locks until he was exhausted, and when he could no longer lift a trace of strength, he sat cross-legged and began to conceive the seed of hope in his body.

He could feel his growing strength, and he could feel the day and night alternate between the dead and the dead.

One morning three months later, when Doudou and the little monk in the same room were still asleep, Liu Chen, who was sitting under the old locust tree, suddenly opened his eyes with a smile, and when he turned his hand, a milky white fluorescence covered his hand, like fireworks, constantly fluttering with his guidance.

That's the light that belongs to him, that's the Qi refining Fang Cheng that belongs to him!

Chang'an, still that Chang'an, the academy, or the academy, the boy of the eighteenth courtyard of the C-word, finally spread his wings in the spring of the twelfth year of the apocalypse and began to fly against the wind.

In March, it is the best season to go out to play, there is not much homework in the college, and the students gather together from time to time, some boating in Huaqing Pond, some fishing in the mountains, and some picnics and drinking together.

"Are you swinging a sword, or are you swinging a person?" It was night, the man in black took Liu Chen to the back mountain forest, waiting for Liu Chen to perform a set of sword postures by himself, he was a little unhappy, and couldn't help but stop Liu Chen's continuation: "Ask the water nine swords, every sword is used on the basis of the swinging sword style, look at your swinging sword style, what the hell is this, how should you learn the swordsmanship in the future?"

Liu Chen was a little discouraged, originally thought that he would be able to get the praise of the man in black after the success of qi refining, but he didn't expect to be scolded, which made him retort with some grievances: "These days, I have spent all my time on comprehending qi refining, martial arts, it is indeed a bit wasted!"

"Stupid!" the man in black flicked his sleeves, pointed at Liu Chen, and reprimanded: "Cultivation and martial arts have always needed to complement each other, powerful martial arts skills make up for your lack of cultivation, and powerful cultivation to make up for your shortcomings in martial arts.

"The lesson of the shopkeeper is that I will pay attention to it in the future!"

"Hmm!" The man in black snorted lightly, and said again: "The so-called diligence can make up for clumsiness, since your sword swinging style is not very coherent, it is better to take this move apart, one action at a time, slowly practice, in the future, you will practice the sheath, how to draw the sword out of the sheath, this is also a knowledge, the superiority of the swinging sword style lies in the weirdness of its unsheath, first you don't need to practice it how tricky it is, you just follow its starting hand, every day out of the sheath, until you practice the end, and then practice the next one!"

"Yes!" Liu Chen promised, at present, there is only the method that the man in black said, take your time, you can always practice well.

"The time left for you is only one month, it is estimated that you will not be able to reach the second grade of Qi refining, for this mission, you have to be mentally prepared for the challenge of leapfrogging, it is not too difficult to skip the level of a small realm, you can succeed by surprise, in the future, you will be out of the academy, in case you meet an opponent who is a big realm higher than you, then you have to learn to be obedient, the suppression of the level has always been an insurmountable gap for cultivators!"

"Of course, you are completing the task, you are in the dark, the other party is in the light, you know, a killer, as long as you can kill the other party, no matter what means, it is okay, people only focus on the result, do not care about the process, these are all you need to consider, if you need any materials, Qinglong painting boat, someone can help you!"

Took a small token handed by the man in black, the front of the copper token was engraved with a long sword, the long sword was entwined with thorns, so that people could not see any meaning, the reverse side of the brand was a "martial" word, Liu Chen, who was born as a ranger, recalled all his memories, and there was no description of this brand.

"This brand represents your identity, the above mechanism can only be touched by the old man's brand, now, you have officially become the killer of my Wuhun Palace, the killers of the Wuhun Palace, regardless of the level of strength, are all under the jurisdiction of one person on the line, that is to say, from now on, the hall master will not be able to control you, and your power of life and death is only in my hands!"

"Liu Chen obeys!" Liu Chen knelt down on one knee in front of the man in black, his hands were flat, and he slowly raised the token.

"The old man's name is Mao Jing, Zi Chou plays Mao's Mao, respectfully respectful, in the future, you will still call me the shopkeeper! As for our Martial Spirit Palace, there are six extraordinary masters, seventeen heaven-level masters, seventy-four earth-level masters, more than 100 human-level masters, and countless people like you!"

Liu Chen's head was stunned, he raised his head with a frightened face, looked at his shopkeeper's eyes as vast as a sea of stars, and said in disbelief: "Transcendent??? land immortal??"

"That's right!" The black-clothed man's eyes were faint, and he looked straight into Liu Chen's eyes and said: "This seat is the second hall master, who oversees all the affairs of the Martial Spirit Palace! The strength is an extraordinary intermediate level, one order higher than before your grandfather disappeared! The mountain master of your academy is the third hall master of my martial soul hall, and he is an extraordinary junior level cultivator!"

"Then according to what the shopkeeper said, wouldn't our Wuhun Hall be able to sweep the Nine Holy Lands? What kind of national religion is not just to be wiped out?" Liu Chen couldn't digest the words of the shopkeeper for a while, this is also too exciting, the dare to love Tianji list has become an ornament, say it, who believes this, the strength is equal to the master of the Nine Sages, there are six here, even the master of the academy who has the reputation of "the world's teacher", has actually joined the gang? Also Nima is the mastermind, what is wrong with this world!

"Telling you this, just to broaden your horizons on your cultivation path, this world is very big, and the Nine Holy Lands are not as simple as we seem, the only thing that can assure you is that the masters of the level of the Holy Ancestor and the God King, this world does not have it, the cultivation is difficult, you must not slack off!"

"Why did the shopkeeper choose me?"

Facing Liu Chen's questioning, the shopkeeper was silent for a long time, and then slowly said softly: "The old man owes your father a favor!"

Liu Chen was silent, his heart was complicated for a while, the joy of the C-level beings of the Proud World Academy who had successfully refined qi in three months was of course gone, what is he now, the Martial Spirit Hall is so powerful, in the face of the nobles of the Nine Holy Lands, they have to be cautious, and they have to plan again and again every time, they originally wanted to soar into the sky to correct the name of their deceased father, but now that they think about it, it is a big joke.

"You don't have to be discouraged!" Liu Chen's face changed all in the eyes of the shopkeeper, he was very satisfied with Liu Chen's state at this time, his cultivation should not be arrogant or impatient, let him know that there is a sky outside the sky, it is not a bad thing, he stretched out his hand to help Liu Chen, and he comforted slowly: " No matter how powerful the cultivation power is, it all comes from this step of yours, on the road of cultivation, you must not lose confidence, you have to believe, perseverance always pays off, one day, you will defeat one opponent after another, even including me, life is endless, struggle is endless, this is practice!"

Liu Chen left with a lot of worries, beside the steward, the old man with goosebumps appeared again, looking at the steward who was standing silently, the old man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wuhun Palace, senior brother is really wonderful!"

"As the mountain master of the academy, you have read poetry and books all your life, don't you think this description of being a brother is very appropriate?" Steward Mao turned his head, smiled and said: "Over the years, we old guys have belonged to various camps, and we have not all come together because of one goal, the Martial Spirit Hall has long been worthy of its name, and we can't stop anymore!"