Chapter 1

In the afternoon, the sky in the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty was filled with snowflakes.

It's the end of the year again!

The Ye family in Fengyang City, as one of the three local aristocratic families, is already preparing for the annual year-end clan competition one month in advance.

In the Cangyun Continent where martial arts are prevalent, the year-end clan competition is undoubtedly the most important grand event for each clan!

Ding!

when!

In the back hall of the Ye Family Qi Hall, a shirtless young man with a black stone pendant tied around his neck, wearing coarse trousers, was waving a big hammer in front of the furnace, continuously hammering a piece of smelted red pig iron.

The fire reflected his face red, and bead-sized beads of sweat had already oozed from his resolute face and muscular body.

"Boom!"

The young man was tired from smashing, threw the sledgehammer aside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at the burning iron block, and couldn't help muttering:

"I just want to refine a knife. Auntie, why are you cheating me like this! Where did you find a broken piece of iron?"

He has been smelting this piece of black iron for two years, spending at least one hour every day to temper it, but until now, it has only slightly deformed.

After two years, he didn't master the knife, but his body was better than ordinary people's. He also danced a sledgehammer weighing more than two hundred catties extremely skillfully.

He shook his head helplessly, and fought with a metal puppet beside him.

Immediately, there was an endless sound of "bang bang" in the hall.

This metal puppet is also rare, and it can use different punches to fight him. In less than a quarter of an hour, three or four sets of punches have been changed.

However, the young man had no tricks in his attacks, he was completely reckless, and he didn't care if he was punched occasionally.

Suddenly, he and the puppet exerted strength at the same time, and their fists clashed together.

There was a "bang" sound.

The metal puppet took two steps back, but the young man stepped back four or five steps in a row before barely standing still.

The young man rubbed his red and swollen fists, the muscles on his face twitched slightly in pain, but his bright eyes were full of disappointment.

"Is my aptitude really that bad? I have worked hard for four years, but in the end I am still at the third level of body training. There are still ten days before the year-end competition. If I am not yet at the fourth level of body training, I will Hurry to the branch!"

The major realms of martial arts cultivation are body refining, true essence, Huahai, Yuandan, and Tiangang in sequence. Each realm is divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into four levels: front, middle, back, and peak.

There are also people who generally refer to the first, second, and third stages of each realm as the early stage; the fourth, fifth, and sixth stages are collectively referred to as the middle stage;

In this Fengyang City, there is no martial arts at Huahai realm at all. Reaching the middle stage of True Origin Realm is enough to support a big family.

As for the realm above Tiangang, it's all legends!

The shirtless boy is called Ye Liuyun.

His current state, to be precise, is the late stage of the third level of body training, which is collectively referred to as the early stage of body training.

At this moment, his heart was full of unwillingness, and at the same time, he also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

When Ye Liuyun was ten years old, Ye Liuyun's aunt Feng Wanru came to see her mother, it seemed that something happened to her mother's family.

Then my father accompanied my mother back to her natal home, and never came back. The aunt was left by his mother to take care of him, and took over his father's position as the elder of Qitang.

Ye Liuyun has always thought about making herself stronger through her own hard work, so that she can look for her parents and see the outside world in the future.

But in the past two years, his realm has been stuck in the third level of body training! No matter how hard you try, there is no progress in the realm.

Whether it is the disciples of the main line or the branch line in the clan, they are all dismissive of this "trash" and "mediocre".

Even Ye Xinyu who was engaged to him, every time she saw him, her eyes were full of contempt and disgust, and she proposed to dissolve the engagement with him several times, making him the laughing stock of the whole family.

Ye Liuyun grabbed a piece of unlined clothing and put it on, and walked out of the apse dejectedly.

Aunt Feng Wanru was already drunk and fell asleep on the rocking chair, and there were several empty wine gourds lying on the wine table next to her.

He glanced at Feng Wanru, his face was rosy, his eyelashes fluttered, and his chest heaved. He hastily withdrew his gaze, not daring to look any further.

Feng Wanru was eight years older than him, and at a young age, with a shocking face, slim and graceful, coupled with a transcendent temperament, she was definitely a great beauty!

But this beautiful aunt has become an alcoholic, often getting drunk, and has no ladylike image at all!

Feng Wanru is well-informed, and Ye Liuyun's understanding of the outside world comes from her stories. But many times, Ye Liuyun thought that Feng Wanru was exaggerating on purpose.

But in terms of cultivation, apart from allowing him to exercise his body, he was not given any pills for body training. Said it was for his own good.

Ye Liuyun didn't understand. Because others have not awakened their bloodlines, they also take pills to improve their realm. He also fought, but it only made Feng Wanru angry, and it didn't help.

Therefore, the slow improvement of Ye Liuyun's realm has a lot to do with his never taking pills.

Feng Wanru didn't care about his state, but seeing that his blood had not been awakened for a long time, and there was nothing he could do, so she used wine to relieve her worries.

Thinking of this, Ye Liuyun felt sorry for her aunt.

"I don't know if my aunt can bear it if I am driven to a branch?"

He sighed, picked up the wine gourd on the table, and went out to get her some wine.

Ye Liuyun didn't feel cold either. Facing the snowflakes all over the sky, breathing the bitter air, and crunching on the thick snow, he felt much more comfortable.

Just when Ye Liuyun was two streets away from the tavern, he stopped suddenly, frowning.

"Have murderous intentions?"

A sense of danger arises spontaneously, and even the heart beats violently.

Suddenly, a man in a masked black robe jumped out from the alley next to him, rushing towards him like a gust of wind.

Ye Liuyun smelled a woman's fragrance in the gust of wind, which was very eye-catching in the fresh air after the snow.

But Ye Liuyun's level was too low after all, he had a premonition of danger but couldn't dodge it, and was stabbed in the sea of ​​​​qi in the lower abdomen by the sword of the man in black.

He subconsciously covered his lower abdomen, and his hands were covered with blood.

The man in black followed suit and slapped his chest.

"It's a woman! This hand and the smell of that gust of wind just now... Ye Xinyu? Is she going to kill me?"

A thought flashed through Ye Liuyun's mind.

He didn't understand others, but although Ye Liuyun didn't have a good impression of him as his fiancée, he still observed it carefully. So he can tell right away.

It's just that Ye Xinyu used to humiliate him a few words and encourage others to make trouble for him. She had never done anything herself, let alone tried to kill him.

At this moment, he couldn't allow him to think too much. With a "slap", the palm of the man in black hit the pendant on his chest, as if it broke the pendant.

The moment Ye Liuyun fell back and fell, one hand hastily clenched the pendant on his chest. That was the only memorial left to him by his parents.

Ye Liuyun fell to the ground, and the man in black stabbed at his throat with another sword.

"Hmph!" A cold snort echoed in the street like thunder. Following a powerful momentum, he pressed towards the man in black.

puff!

The man in black was frightened and froze, the sword could no longer stab, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the mask, and then he turned and fled.

Seeing the man in black fleeing, Ye Liuyun felt relieved. It seemed that someone shot and saved him. I thought I was going to be killed just now!

At this time, even he himself didn't know that the black pendant had absorbed his blood into it.

Then the pendant flashed, covering Ye Liuyun's whole body, and the wound on his body immediately recovered as before.

"The wound healed? What's going on here?"

Ye Liuyun was taken aback, before he understood what happened, the black pendant flew into his body again.

At this moment, perhaps because of the serious injury just now, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and he gradually passed out.