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Chapter 1 Waste

Chapter 1 Waste

'Huhu' High in the sky, two people stood in the sky. As the two of them fought, waves spread out one after another. Under their feet, a big mountain stood here, but the aftermath of their fight continued.

Destroying.

'Brother, the battle between you and me is not suitable for this place. You see, our sect has been destroyed.' At this time, a man withdrew his attack and said helplessly.

The person called Senior Brother nodded, "Yes, if this continues, won't our hard work be destroyed by ourselves?"

But just when this junior brother relaxed his vigilance, a sword pierced his body. The energy in his body was continuously absorbed, and he could not exert any strength.

"You...are actually going to kill me for this sword?" This man stared hard at his attacker. His eyes were full of disbelief and resentment.

‘Of course such a divine thing can only obey one person, and I am the one who possesses this sword. Go to hell!’ said another person.

At this time, at the moment when the person called junior brother died, he saw the sword emitting a bright light, and the person who killed him said in horror, "How could this happen?" Then the person completely lost consciousness.

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Year of the Five Elements: 1711, Sword Cultivator Sect in the Kingdom of Earth: In the Sword Pavilion, eighteen-year-old Ding Peng stood on the protruding rock of Tianjian Peak, looking at the scenery in the distance, with confusion and pain in his eyes.

Emotions are constantly intertwined.

In the distance, there are clouds and mist, mountains are rolling, and the mountains seem to be endless. The wonders of clouds and fog are like dense air floating in the air. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows and makes Ding Peng's long black hair flutter in the wind.

It gives a feeling of bohemian temperament.

Ding Peng, who is slender and handsome in appearance, likes to stand here every day, overlooking the mountains, as if this is the only way to calm his heart. Recently, some memory fragments have always popped up in his mind that made him confused, but

But he had no way of knowing whether it was true or false.

It was as if he was in a dream and couldn't wake up, which made Ding Peng feel extremely irritable. As the irritability appeared, his eyes became a little confused. What was everything in the dream about? What does this have to do with himself?

Tianjianfeng is where all the disciples of Jiange, including the elders and the masters of the pavilion, live. There are three peaks in Jiange, namely: Tianjianfeng, Lunjianfeng and Yiyuaofeng.

As the name suggests, Lunjianfeng is a place where Jiange disciples make friends through martial arts and practice. Here, you can often see the disciples of Jiange practicing, and you can also hear the sound of gold and iron intersecting, like a different kind of music.

Playing tirelessly.

In the Lunjian Pavilion in the distance, three people were constantly practicing their martial arts. 'Why? Why is brother Ding Peng always worried? What is he thinking about?' At this time, a girl with delicate features looked at her curiously.

Looking at Ding Peng in the distance.

This girl is the jewel in the eye of Jinghong, the master of Jiange Pavilion: Jing Ruoyu, who is also the rich young lady who is loved by thousands of people in Jiange Pavilion. In Jiange Pavilion, everyone is loved by everyone, and everyone likes this little junior sister. In addition, she

She is the youngest and everyone takes good care of her.

The agility in his eyes flickered as he thought. Although he was only sixteen years old, his curvy figure showed a youthful charm.

The hair coiled on the top of the head gives people a kind of oriental classical beauty, but the hair has a hint of gold, like a touch of green dotted among thousands of flowers.

At this time, a disciple holding a sword came over and said, "Trash is trash. Junior sister, don't bother with this trash. Let's hurry up and practice. Otherwise, the pavilion master will be furious if he knows about it. And in a month, there will be a martial arts competition."

It's about to begin. I heard that two disciples of the earth sword master will also come to participate this time. We must not lose the majesty of the sword pavilion.' This person has an ordinary appearance and is the kind of person who is forgotten by the public at a glance.

If he hadn't been a disciple of Jiange, I'm afraid no one would be able to remember his appearance. Fortunately, there weren't many disciples of Jiange.

"That's right, junior sister, this waste is the same as his waste master. He is simply a shame to our Jiange. I don't know why the master of the pavilion wants them to stay here." The two people who spoke are the fourth senior brother of Jiange.

and the fifth senior brother, respectively called Jianqi and Jian Gang. The fifth senior brother Jian Gang's appearance is impressive. This man's nose is actually crooked, as if he was punched hard by someone.

The two of them are the youngest among the five disciples of Jiange and have the lowest qualifications, but they are not like Ding Peng and can never break through the first level.

Although they are not strong, they have broken through the first level and reached a higher level. In the sword pavilion, the first to ninth levels are the only way and the most important route. If they can't cross over, they will never get there.

Become a real master.

Jiange has always only accepted five disciples. After completing their studies and coming down from the mountain, they enter five countries for training. In the end, the person with the best grades and the strongest strength returns to Jiange and becomes the master of the pavilion!

Jiange does not have the same hereditary system as other sects, so the previous pavilion masters have no blood relationship at all. There are very few people like Jing Ruoyu who were born in Jiange.

This is the rule set by the two founders back then, and it continues to this day and has never changed. Jiange does not practice a single lineage. As long as you have the strength to carry forward the Jiange, you can become the master of the pavilion. Those who are capable will occupy it. This is eternity.

The unchanging truth.

But fortunately, there is no case of fighting among the same clan in order to become a pavilion master. After all, it is meaningless to become a pavilion master and stay in such a quiet place. The colorful world outside is what young people yearn for, isn't it?

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‘Yes, I understand.’ Jing Ruoyu also knew the importance of the martial arts competition, and she was unwilling to disappoint her father, so she immediately put aside the distracting thoughts in her heart and devoted herself to the practice.

And what is Ding Peng confused about? There always seems to be something fettering him in his heart, but he can't remember it. This is extremely painful. A pair of black eyes are full of confusion, as if there are many secrets

Just waiting for others to explore.

Especially recently, every night, when Ding Peng was unable to improve his cultivation, he was so irritated that he could only close his eyes and sleep. However, after sleeping, Ding Peng's nightmare began.

Some memory fragments with no logic, no basis, and no connection kept flashing in the dream. Every time Ding Peng wanted to see clearly what happened in the dream, it was always blurry.

It would be fine if it was only a day or two, but it was like this every day, which made Ding Peng feel a little exhausted mentally and physically, but Ding Peng couldn't let it go, because these memory fragments gave Ding Peng a very familiar feeling, but these familiarities were just familiarity.

That's all, it can't make Ding Peng feel relieved.

‘Hey…’ A sigh could not express the confusion and pain in my heart.

Ding Peng slowly left the rock and walked towards the place where he lived, "Waste? Haha." Ding Peng laughed at himself, he never thought that he was a waste, but no matter what, his situation could not be changed.

The master of the pavilion once carefully examined Ding Peng's whole body and found that Ding Peng's meridians were basically the same as ordinary people. Not only that, but they were much tougher than ordinary people's meridians. Under normal circumstances, such tough meridians must be those of martial arts wizards.

, even if it cannot shine instantly, it can strike later and is infinitely powerful.

But what about Ding Peng? He has been unable to break through the first level. For eight years, he has been unable to make any progress. This situation is unprecedented and unique in the history of Jiange.

Therefore, the label of trash was firmly placed on Ding Peng's head. Learning martial arts is of course not only about physical or infuriating learning, but also requires learning some basic theoretical knowledge.

When we first started studying together, Ding Peng was the best. He often drew inferences about many problems, and he really shined during the learning process.

Ding Peng was also very confident in himself at that time, thinking that he could definitely carry forward Jiange and become the top master on the Five Elements Continent.

But as time went by, the cruel reality emerged. No matter how many times more effort and practice Ding Peng spent than other disciples, he could never break through the first level.

The master of the Jiange Pavilion once came to pay attention. He found that the amount of Ding Peng's zhenqi had already exceeded enough, but it seemed that the sticky glue was stagnant. No matter how Ding Peng urged it, the zhenqi seemed to have been weighed down.

He is as determined as he is and remains unmoved.

Of course, Ding Peng is not someone who gives up easily. He keeps working hard and constantly looking for ways to break through.

And these true qi are really powerful. No matter what method is used, even if the master of the Jiange Pavilion uses his power to help Ding Peng break through the imprisonment, it will be of no avail. It is really that he is stronger than others, and the spring breeze blows on the hills! These true qi themselves

It seems that his understanding is not inferior to that of the Master of Jiange Pavilion.

No matter how much the Pavilion Master increased his power, they would not move for fear of harming Ding Peng. The Pavilion Master Jinghong could only give up with a helpless sigh. With Ding Peng's understanding and tenacity of his meridians, he became a unique and unheard-of waste. Jinghong

I also felt a pang of regret inside.

To this day, Ding Peng still remembers Jinghong's regretful look. Ding Peng's heart was aching. Although the Pavilion Master gave up, he did not give up.

In this way, eight years have passed, and Ding Peng has become accustomed to fighting the true energy in his body, but there has been no improvement at all, and the viscosity has become thicker and thicker.

At this time, Ding Peng saw an old figure cleaning the courtyard seriously with a broom. Ding Peng's nose couldn't help but feel sour. He was not up to expectations, and he could not let his master live a good life. Ding Peng's heart was full of

With guilt and pain.

'No matter what, I will not give up. One day I will break through the confinement and let everyone know that I am not a waste!' Ding Peng secretly swore in his heart that for his ideals and his master, Ding Peng thought every time

When I want to give up, my inner persistence and persistence will awaken my fighting spirit, and I will continue to fight against the strange phenomena in my body.

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