"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Ren Qianxun returned home with self-condemnation from the heart, Ren Qianxun has been a kind person since he was a child. When I was a child, I liked to observe ants. I once thought that the ants had forgotten the way home, or that the path the ants chose to go home was too tortuous, so I used my hands to help the ants "fly" home. But as a result, the ant was accidentally pinched to death, for which he was sad and repented for ten minutes. Ten minutes later, he observed the ants again. He is very kind, but he is lonely and lonely because he is introverted and has few friends. He has not been outstanding since he was a child, and he has a little bit of cowardice and inferiority. The strange thing is that all such people are very eager to be powerful, beyond the desire of ordinary people. After being ordinary for a long time, you want to become special, and things must be reversed, that's the truth. It is also because of this that when Ren Qianxun became strong in just a few days, he lost his heart and was lost in the surging of power. At this time, Ren Qianxun was constantly reflecting on himself.

"Chihiro, still reflecting on the wall. Ren Qianxun's aunt, Ren Bailing, pushed open the door with a smile on her face and walked in.

"Auntie, I was wrong. I just wanted to teach Qimao a lesson. But ...... "Let Qianxun swallow and spit out, and stop talking."

"Qimao, it's the underworld, that's right. Ren Bailing said, "But you said that he was molesting a little girl of four or five years old, which is really ridiculous." ”

"This ...... This ......" Ren Qianxun scratched his head, speechless, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Red hair, sympathize with the little girl, buy wild flowers, it shows that he has a good conscience and is still kind in nature, do you know how they went down the evil path?" Ren Bailing asked Ren Qianxun rhetorically. Ren Qianxun didn't know and was silent. Ren Bailing continued, "Qimao, is a group of orphans, fatherless and motherless, and after a similar temper, they came together and became brothers of the opposite sex. But without parental discipline, they live at the bottom of society, so they are contaminated with bad habits. In order to survive, relying on ruthlessness, he controlled nearly 100 gangsters and became a tyrant in Gaocheng. But their presence is not a bad thing for Gao Cheng. ”

"Auntie, why do you say that? They are the underworld, they are all bad people, they are all criminals!" Ren Qianxun stood up excitedly and said puzzled. Obviously, Ren Bailing's words subverted his cognition.

"Chihiro, don't get excited. As the saying goes, where there is white, there is black. Yin, yin and yang, complement each other, only yin does not grow, and only yang does not grow. The underworld has existed since ancient times, and his existence is also justified. The ancient bandits, robbers, were its predecessors. In the Ming Dynasty, there was more White Lotus Sect. In modern times, there are Hongmen and Qinggang, so his existence is inevitable. And Qimao, they are not bad in nature, although they charge protection money, they do not bully men and women. Although they will extort money, but the target is the rich and unkind. They didn't just do it for themselves, they used a lot of money to adopt orphans. Do you know all of this? If other underworld controls Gaocheng, can you guarantee that they will not be the one to blame?"

"I don't know. I do not know. Obviously, Ren Qianxun couldn't accept this statement for a while, and his heart was very confused. Ren Bailing walked out of the room, leaving Ren Qianxun to think alone. Ren Qianxun thought a lot and understood a lot. He found out that he was really naïve and superficial. Seeing things only scratches the surface. At this point he learned to think, to see things from different angles. Life is about growing and growing.

After a long time, Ren Qianxun walked out of the door, and the family was waiting for him.

"Grandpa, I want to know, where did I lose?" Ren Qianxun asked straight to the point.

"You mean, why did you lose to an aunt whose cultivation is lower than you, right?" Ren Shifu asked rhetorically.

"That's right. ”

"Cultivation is not the only criterion for determining strength. Martial arts, combat experience, momentum, weapons, secret techniques, talents, and so on can all affect a cultivator's strength. And you are an upstart, you have no strength, and you can't play. I don't know if I sit on Baoshan. ”

"I want to learn martial arts. ”

"Okay, I'll teach you. ”

The demon is the demon, and the proficiency of martial arts is divided into beginner, small, large, complete, and supergod. In just seven days, Ren Qianxun practiced Tan legs, Foshan shadowless legs, inch boxing, half-step collapse boxing, eight poles, Tai Chi, Xingyi, seven kinds of martial arts. And, moreover. They have all cultivated to the realm of Dacheng. You must know how many cultivators have to practice a martial art for ten years before they can achieve great success. One day to ten years, what a terrifying qualification. Then Ren Qianxun continued to practice for another three days, but he didn't make any progress. He also fought against his family seventy-three times and defeated his aunt, but he never beat his father and grandfather.

"Penance is useless. ”

"But I haven't cultivated the Dao Consummation yet, let alone the Transcendent God above the Consummation, why am I so stupid......?"

Are you speechless? I'm speechless anyway. Ren Shifu, Ren Baixiang, and Ren Bailing were all speechless. Ren Qianxun! It took people ten years to cultivate to Dacheng, and you only used it for a day, and you are still stupid? Do you still let others live? (I really want to go up and beat him, of course I can't beat him, author's words) Genius is nothing more than that.

"Martial arts are not just a matter of hard work, at the beginning, you just need to comprehend the essentials and improve your proficiency, but if you want to cultivate any kind of martial arts to perfection, you have to go through a bloody battle. ”

"A bloody fight?"

"Bloody fighting. ”

"So what?"

"Black boxing!"

"Have you decided? Cultivators are a path of no return, how many days have you died on the road to immortality, do you know?"

"I know, but I'm destined to be strong. ”

"Then you go and prepare. ”

This is Ren Qianxun, confident and domineering, a kind of blind self-confidence, but which peerless strong man is not like this? A strong man must have an invincible heart, an indomitable heart.

C City X Junior College.

In winter, the school is covered in silver, and there is a feeling of thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting. Ren Qianxun came to school again after four months, but it was a feeling of being separated from the world. Four months ago, he awakened here, and since then, his fate has taken a turn here, and he has embarked on the path of a cultivator. From weak introversion to strong self-confidence, Shibei Sanri should be impressed.

"Teacher, long time no see. ”

"Long time no see, Chihiro. ”

"Teacher, I'm going to drop out. ”

"Have you decided?"

"It's decided. ”

"Alright then, you go through the formalities. ”

This is Li Min and a group of classmates coming over. "Chihiro, why did you drop out of school?" "Yes, Chihiro, why?" "Sometimes, if you get some, you have to give up some. "What are you talking about? I don't understand, Chihiro, do you still treat me as a brother?" Li Min said with some emotion and indignation.

Ren Qianxun raised his left hand and gently patted the table. Crush, dusty smash. The crowd was stunned and stood in place, bewildered.

Ren Qianhiro, who doesn't know when he left, left a legend at school. At this time, he was on his way to a foreign country, about to embark on a bloody journey, the trip of the Black Fist. What awaits Ren Qianhiro?

To find out what happens next, take a look at the next breakdown