A week passed, and Zhang Fanan was still carrying out these two trainings. He was a little suspicious, wondering whether Mr. Fu was trying to trick him, because other people in the Sword Sect were already practicing the True Spring. If there was a True Spring, they could store the True Qi and
Possessing true energy is a true warrior. And along with the true spring, there is also a grade. It can be said that true spring is the foundation of a warrior, and the combat power of people with true spring and those without true spring can be as good as the world.
So Zhang Fanan was very worried, worried whether he had been tricked by Fu Lao.
After another day of hard training, Zhang Fanan dragged his exhausted body and prepared to return home. When he came over, he met his friend Zhao Yue, so he complained to him.
After hearing this, Zhao Yue said to Zhang Fanan, "Haha, Zhang Fanan, come to our sword sect. Just as we are preparing to recruit people again, and now I have not only cultivated the true spring but also reached level 1. Then Mr. Fu must be taking revenge on you, definitely."
Because you saw his ugly appearance that day, you tell him tomorrow that you will quit and let him practice whoever he likes, and I will wait for you at the Sword Sect." After hearing Zhao Yue's words, Zhang Fanan had a trace of desire in his eyes, and he
I decided not to practice tomorrow.
Early on the next morning, Zhang Fanan came to the place where Mr. Fu lived and said to him, "Mr. Fu, I don't want to practice anymore. I want to give up. I don't know why you didn't teach me how to practice the True Spring, but kept asking me to chop stones and hide."
Arrow Rain Now I just want to say that I can’t stand this kind of life anymore and I want to give up.”
After listening to Zhang Fanan's words, Mr. Fu nodded slightly and said to Zhang Fanan, "Everything is easy to start but difficult to persist. If you can persist, there will be no way to reverse it and no one to kill. I don't believe you are a person who gives up easily. I will give you one day.
Think about it."
At night, Zhang Fanan went to his mother and expressed his doubts. Zhang Fanan's mother just smiled and asked Zhang Fanan to go find his father.
He was still very afraid of his father, Zhang Fanan, because his father was very strict with him. He carefully sat down at the table for fear of offending his father.
Zhang Fanan, you eat first, and I’ll tell you about my former sister-in-law. Zhang Fanan’s father took a sip of wine and slowly said: Twenty years ago, our family was very poor at that time, and it could be said that even the rats came.
I spit out twenty or two meters. But I fell in love with your mother at first sight, and your mother was willing to follow me. But God has no eyesight, and your mother became seriously ill soon after. Do you know Zhang Fanan, by then I had begged everyone,
No one lent me money at all. Zhang Fanan noticed that the circles under his father's eyes were a little red, and your mother kept urging me to give up, but I was unwilling to do so. I started doing multiple jobs a day. You can't even imagine how tired I was at that time.
, I just remember that when I go to bed every day, my bones feel like they are falling apart. Like you, I thought about giving up, but I persisted, and my efforts were rewarded. Your mother's illness was cured, and I also gained something during this period.
Many. For example: good physique, strong character...
It is precisely because of these that we have our current life. God may torture us without explanation, but only through torture can we grow and gain. You think about it after eating, I will go to bed first.
After saying this, Zhang Fanan's father walked towards the house.
Late at night, the lights of thousands of houses have long since dispersed, and a few remaining stars illuminate the sky. Zhang Fanan is lying on the roof, thinking about this all the time in his mind. Zhang Fanan, are you giving up now? Can't you stand any hardship? Do you really
I want to be a mediocre person.
No, absolutely not, Zhang Fanan stood up, he already knew what to do.
The sun rises in the east and shines sunshine, and the sword makes a sound when cutting the boulder. From this day on, Zhang Fanan began to train harder. Mr. Fu looked on and nodded slightly.
A month has passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, Zhang Fanan can already split a two-meter boulder with one sword and can easily dodge in the rain of arrows. It can be said that at this time, he is a mortal, but his strength is already comparable to that of Zhenquan.
The martial artist.
On this day, Mr. Fu did not let Zhang Fanan train again, but took him back to the Sword Sect.