The air in the morning is very fresh, especially among the mountains and forests. The diffuse mist is accompanied by the morning glow of the rising sun. It is like a bolt penetrated by the sun, exuding a soft brilliance, which is beautiful and beautiful.
Between this dense mountain forest, a small village is clearly visible.
"Mom, I'm leaving!" A young man stood at the door and shouted loudly into the house, with a handsome face and infinite agility in his ink-like eyes.
"Practice your sword well and remember to listen to your Grandpa Mu's words!"
"I know, it's not the first day to practice swordsmanship, Tiantian said." The young man murmured in a low voice. Although he said this, his movements were very agile. After a while, he had already stepped out of the room and took a deep breath greedily.
He breathed and walked briskly towards the depths of the forest. After a while of drinking tea, he came to an open area. There, there was already an old man waiting, and behind the old man there was another
A very kind young man stood holding a sword.
"Master!" When they saw the young man arriving, the old man and the other young man behind him bowed down and saluted very respectfully. Even their movements were very consistent.
"Hehe, I shouldn't be late, Grandpa Mu!" The young master said with a smile when he saw the old man, but his smart eyes swept towards the young man behind the old man, with a cunning look in his eyes.
"Well, since the young master has arrived, let's start today's morning exercise!" The old man's old-fashioned face was meticulous, and his silver hair was neatly arranged.
The boy's name is Yi Tianxing. His mother Liu Mengxin is the only doctor in this mountain village. As for his father, Yi Tianxing has never seen him since he can remember. And this old man is his family's housekeeper Mu Qing.
The very kind young man standing behind him is Mu Qing's grandson, Mu Ming.
The so-called morning training is actually to practice the most basic sword skills such as thrusting, lifting, splitting, clouding, etc., laying a solid foundation for learning sword techniques in the future. But despite this, Yi Tianxing is extremely serious, and his young face is full of concentration and enthusiasm.
Perseverance, after just a moment, beads of sweat were already oozing out from his forehead, but he still persisted. For a child who is only six years old, this is already very rare. On the other side, Mu Ming, who is already nine years old,
He has begun to practice formal sword techniques. At this moment, he is holding a green bamboo sword and rehearsing each move. Although the connection between the sword techniques is a bit unfamiliar, he is already quite proficient in the moves. It takes just a short time.
As time went by, the originally refreshing air gradually became a bit stuffy.
"Stop, today's morning practice ends here!" Mu Qing looked up at the rising sun and said calmly.
"It's finally over!" After hearing Mu Qing's words, Yi Tianxing let out a long breath, while Mu Ming stood very calmly beside Yi Tianxing with his sword in hand.
"Young Master, you can go back and rest." Mu Qing looked at Yi Tianxing and said very respectfully, then turned to Mu Ming, "Ming'er, this is the time when Mao and Chen meet. It is the time when the vitality of heaven and earth is at its strongest, and it is also when cultivation is at its strongest.
Good timing!”
"Yes, Grandpa!" Mu Ming said very respectfully, and at the same time he sat down cross-legged, with his heart raised to the sky, and entered a state of cultivation. It didn't take long for a layer of light green to slowly appear on his body, and more behind him.
A vaguely visible sword-shaped phantom emerged. As the phantom emerged, the surrounding heaven and earth energy quickly entered the body from Mu Ming's five hearts.
Yi Tianxing looked at Mu Ming with some envy, especially when he paused for a moment on the shadow behind him, his eyes flashing with deep envy and longing, and then he slowly walked towards the small village.
This is a small village at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. There are nearly fifty households in total. It is an hour or two walk from the town. It is considered a relatively remote village. The men in the village usually hunt.
The woman lived in the village, and the woman was responsible for picking some herbs. Although her life was simple, it was very peaceful. As the only doctor in the village, Yi Tianxing's mother Liu Mengxin was very busy, so most of the time, Yi Tianxing spent most of her time at Uncle Hong's house.
Uncle Hong is a blacksmith in this village. He moved to this village about five years ago. It is said that he once traveled to the mainland when he was young and was a powerful sword sect. However, many people in the village are confused about this.
They laughed it off. In their opinion, Jian Zong was an unattainable existence. How could he go to this remote mountain village to become a blacksmith?
"Old man!" Yi Tianxing shouted loudly when he heard the familiar sound of blacksmithing outside Uncle Hong's door.
"Morning exercise is over!" In front of the red iron stove in the house, a naked old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties was banging the hammer in his hand. The heat rising in the hut made Yi Tianxing afraid to approach.
, can only stand at the door.
"Well, it's over, Brother Ming is practicing now!" Yi Tianxing said with a bit of helplessness.
"You brat, I'm so jealous!" The sound of beating suddenly stopped, and a burly figure slowly walked out of the house. There were sword marks on his strong body, and one was even on the heart. It still looks very...
It was clear, but there was a trace of vicissitudes of life on his face, and he was looking at Yi Tianxing with a smile.
"Haha, your soul sword will awaken sooner or later, what is there to envy!"
"But Brother Ming's soul sword is an earth-level soul sword. I heard from the village chief and others that there is only one earth-level soul sword in ten thousand. Even in the entire Flying Saint Alliance, there are very few!" said Yi Tianxing, one of the people sitting next to the door.
On the stone bench, he said somewhat sourly, "Maybe I'm just an ordinary yellow-level soul sword!"
"Silly boy, what's the level of the soul sword? You have to know that the higher the level of the soul sword, the more difficult it is to practice. You might not be able to reach a very high level in your lifetime!" Uncle Hong grinned and said hard.
Rubbing Yi Tianxing's little head, he took off the gourd from his waist, and a strong aroma of wine filled the air.
"Really!" There was confusion in Yi Tianxing's eyes. Yi Tianxing has known since he was a child that on this continent, force is respected, and only those with strong strength can live longer and better. And he became
The only way to be strong is to practice the soul sword. As long as you reach the age of seven and have enough soul power, the soul sword will automatically awaken. The soul sword is divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow. Each soul sword has its own attributes.
, the higher the level, the greater the power of the soul sword. The most common and common one is the yellow level soul sword, while only one in a hundred people will have a black level soul sword. As for the earth level soul sword, it is even more powerful.
One in ten thousand, very rare, and the last heaven-level soul sword is like a legend.
"Of course, who is not bound by the law of heaven! God's will is like a knife, and the road is like a lock!" Uncle Hong took a sip of wine, and his cloudy eyes showed a trace of helplessness and depression, but then he was buried deeply.
stand up.
"Boy, you have to remember. Although the soul sword is revered on the mainland, it does not mean that sword cultivation is the only way to practice. There is also a kind of person who is born with mixed and impure soul power and is destined not to become a swordsman. However,
They can also become strong through physical cultivation, even stronger than sword cultivation!"
"Physical training?"
"Yes, they constantly temper their bodies and treat their bodies as the most powerful weapons. Every part of the body is their weapon. One of their punches can even level a mountain to the ground!"
"One punch can level a mountain to the ground!" Yi Tianxing was dumbfounded. For a seven-year-old child, one punch could level a mountain to the ground. Such a thing was simply not something he could imagine.
"However, this cultivation method is very difficult and painful. Most people cannot persist at all. But those who can persist are undoubtedly people with great perseverance and extraordinary tenacity. Such people can definitely become mainland
The strong one!"
"Ding ding ding~~" At this moment, a crisp sound of bells suddenly came to mind, and with this sound, the originally peaceful village suddenly became noisy. When Yi Tianxing heard the sound of the bells, his expression changed.
, this alarm bell will only ring when the village is in danger.
"Aww~~" At this moment, two or three shrill howls of wolves sounded immediately after the bell, and the howls made people's hearts tremble.
"The devil wolf is coming!" Yi Tianxing shouted immediately after hearing these howls. At the same time, he stood up and ran towards the village. "Old man, you hide quickly, I'll go see my mother!"
The mountain behind the small village is called Devil Wolf Peak. It is a relatively remote one among the peaks of the Tianshan Mountains. The Tianshan Mountains are a famously dangerous place in the mainland. They are steep mountains, hordes of monsters, and have a harsh climate. They rank among the fourth in the mainland.
One of the Great Forbidden Lands. The reason why Demon Wolf Peak is called Demon Wolf Peak is because there are many first-order ice attribute magical beasts Demon Wolf on this mountain peak. Therefore, the small mountain village under Demon Wolf Peak is often visited by these demon wolves.
Attacks, especially in winter when the demon wolf lacks food, will go down the mountain to look for food.
"Quickly, all the women and children hide in the cellars, and the men come out with me!" At the entrance of the village, a spirited old man shouted loudly. This man is Cai Zhong, the village chief of this mountain village, and he is also the leader of this mountain village.
The most powerful person in the small village is a Seven-Star Swordsman. It is obviously not the first time that the villagers have experienced such a thing. Although there is a hint of nervousness in their expressions, there is no panic in their actions and everything is in order.
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"Let's go!" Seeing that the men in the village had almost gathered, Cai Zhong immediately shouted and took the lead towards the entrance of the village.
"Ah~~" However, before they could take a few steps, two miserable screams were heard, along with several howls of wolves.
"It's Wang Feng's voice!" One of the villagers seemed to recognize the voice and said with a trembling voice.
"No, it's too late!" Cai Zhong was shocked, and at the same time raised his arms and shouted, "You are a man, please protect women and children. They are the hope of our village!"
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