Although he can understand the meaning of these symbols now, Zhang Xiaosheng still reads very slowly, looking at them word by word, for fear of missing a trace of detail.

While browsing the content in his mind, Zhang Xiaosheng was still exclaiming, and Zhang Xiaosheng was more and more impressed by his current master.

In a distant time and space, it was an era known as the Ancient Era, and it was an era when the cultivation of immortals was the best and most prosperous—all kinds of different races and different schools burst out in this world in the form of stars, using this world as a stage, showing their wisdom and exploring the world to the fullest. The pride of the sky, fighting in the air, peerless geniuses, competing with each other, the ancient powerhouses, emerge in endlessly, and the characteristics of that era can be described in eight words: "A hundred schools of thought contend, a hundred flowers bloom." ”

However, the master who was born in this era, I don't know if it was his luck or his misfortune.

The master was born with a body that rejects the five elements, and all the cultivation methods based on the five elements cannot be practiced, but the master did not give up, in that prosperous era, there were still too many choices, and there were all kinds of different cultivation methods, but after countless efforts, the master was miserable to find that his body not only rejected the five elements, but also could not practice all the exercises in this world, and once practiced, there would be a strong rejection reaction.

How so!

Countless attempts, countless failures, the blow to the master's heart is not insignificant, born in such an era, born in such a family of cultivation, why am I the owner of such a physique, the master is not angry, God is unfair, but it is useless, in vain!

He is known as the "Almighty Waste Firewood" in the family, although he was not expelled from the family because of this, but his status in the family is simply inferior to that of a mortal, after all, mortals can also enhance their physique by practicing martial arts, but they even reject this kind of mortal martial arts, and they are really a garbage in the world!

With such a life and such an encounter, anyone will be slumped, so the master becomes more and more silent, looking for a secluded corner all day long, bending his knees, and burying his head deep without saying a word.

Who can know the sadness in the heart? Just face life negatively, and it may be a good choice to die like this.

However, one day, a girl came to his side. This is a beautiful girl, although she is young, but the peerless face contained in it is already faintly visible.

This girl is the master's cousin, and unlike herself, she is a genius-like existence in the family, and she has shown her extraordinary talent in cultivating truth since she was a child, and she has long been designated as the object of the family's key training.

Although the master was aware of his cousin's arrival, he did not look up, and she had no and could not have any intersection with herself as a proud son of the sky.

The purpose of the girl's visit was to tell the master that she had been accepted as a disciple by a very famous sect and that she was leaving tomorrow, and that once she left the family this time, she would never see her again unless she was successful in her cultivation.

Faced with the girl's slightly sad words, the master just hummed in a low voice without raising his head, and then stopped speaking.

Seeing this, the girl encouraged and encouraged the young man again, but the master was already numb to this, and he had worked hard, but he couldn't see any hope, and the master who had given up on this world would naturally not regain confidence because of the girl's words. The pain in your heart, how can you understand it as a genius since childhood!

The girl shook her head, and with a slight bite of her silver teeth, as if she had made up her mind, she lifted her master's head and slapped it with a loud slap.

"Cousin, you've disappointed me so much, how can you give up! Since you don't have any exercises to practice, why don't you try to create a practice that belongs only to you!"

After saying this, a few tears dripped from the corners of the girl's eyes, and then she glanced at the master one last time with a complicated look, and then ran away without looking back.

The master had red and swollen cheeks, lying on the ground, motionless, and the girl used a lot of strength to wake up the master just now.

Although his face was still expressionless, the master's mind kept recalling the girl's parting words:

"Then why don't you try to create a practice that you can practice!"

This sentence kept coming back to my mind, and at the beginning, the master still disdained this sentence, creating a set of exercises out of thin air, how could it be so simple!

However, this sentence was deeply engraved in his mind, constantly echoing, and after repeating countless times, the master actually thought of something in a ghostly way.

It's not like I have nothing, at least I still have feelings, I can be happy, I can be sad, I can be desperate, I can be painful.

The master, who seemed to understand something, finally bloomed again in his gray pupils.

The next day, before the master's cousin left, the people in the family who wanted to laugh at the master every day suddenly found that the master had disappeared, and there was no trace of him in the family.

However, no one is looking for the master anymore, after all, the master is just a presence or non-existence for the family, and no one cares about his life or death.

Only the master's cousin cast her gaze again at the place where the master often stayed when she stepped on the immortal gate to pick her up the magic weapon: "I hope he can find his own way!"

The master who embarked on the journey again this time has the determination to die, even if he fails this time, he will die on the road of exploration, and I will not give in again.

And the way the master thought of it was naturally that since I had emotions, why didn't I cultivate the power of emotions?

For oneself, who already has emotions, perhaps this is the only thing that he does not exclude!

It is not easy for a teenager who doesn't know anything to create an unprecedented set of exercises on his own, but the process is naturally extremely difficult.

Finally, after experiencing countless hardships and hardships, tasting all the five flavors and miscellaneous in the world, experiencing all kinds of human warmth, and hovering on the edge of life and death countless times, the master finally created the only exercise in this world that only belongs to himself.

It is the exercise in Zhang Xiaosheng's mind now!

And this vicissitudes of life is divided into two parts: the first part is called - Seven Feelings from the Heart, and the second part is called - Vicissitudes of Eternity!

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