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In the 8329th year of the Western Martial Arts, people's lives were as cheap as grass, and the vassal kings were divided and all the heroes emerged. Emperor Wu of Ming ascended the throne, suppressed the rebels of the three major vassal kings, and killed people everywhere, and the world was the Qing Dynasty.

In the Donglin County, the central part of the Seiwu Empire, deep in the Lianyun Mountains, the trees are towering and towering, the mountains and rocks are steep and steep. In the deep dense forests, there are eighteen fortresses built with rocks. These fortresses stand magnificent. I don’t know how much energy my predecessors have used to move the square stones from outside to here and build these majestic buildings.

Eighteen Castles, each castle is home to a group of people of the same surname and clan. It is known as the Eighteen Castle of Lianyun and is a well-known force in Donglin County.

Yejiabao martial arts performance venue.

The morning sun shines through the gap between the two mountains in the distance. As dawn breaks, it is already crowded here.

"One of the martial arts way can make up for the shortcomings. The sunlight in the early morning is the most active and exciting time of the day. If you practice diligently at this time, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort." A strong middle-aged man is teaching a group of young men to practice martial arts. There are thousands of members of the Ye family living in Yejiabao, and there are as many as two or three hundred young men aged ten to eighteen who are suitable for practicing martial arts.

These young men stood in a square formation and practiced boxing, with their fists and feet neatly and uniformly.

"It's like a mountain, it's like a thunder. The first thing to do to defeat the enemy is to win is to be fast. The martial arts of the world are only fast. The martial arts of our Ye family are of great importance to the word fast!"

The middle-aged man practiced a set of boxing techniques, which was full of wind and lightning. When he punched, he felt the sound of thunder. It was the Ye family's thunder boxing technique. The unique boxing technique, coupled with the thunder internal strength practiced by the Ye family, has always been known for its domineering and mightyness.

The thunderous fist wind brought by the internal force made the teenagers feel ache in their cheeks, as if they were cut by a knife. They all retreated two feet away.

"Uncle San is so awesome!"

"Of course, Uncle San is now the third person in the Ye family, second only to the head of the family and the head of the law enforcement hall." They all cast respectful eyes on the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is named Ye Zhanxiong, who is specialized in teaching the younger generations of the family and has a very high reputation in the clan.

The teenagers on the field burst into cheers, and Ye Zhanxiong's wonderful boxing techniques made the teenagers dazzled and confused.

About a hundred feet away from the noisy crowd, a young man was sitting cross-legged on a stone in the corner of the martial arts venue. He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged like a Buddha statue. The morning sun shone on him, but it could not shine into his heart.

He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, his facial features as if carved by a knife, his long eyebrows were like swords, his nose was like a hanging gallbladder, and his heroic spirit was. However, the expression between his eyebrows had a hint of calmness and concentration that was inconsistent with his age. The young man was named Ye Chen.

I don’t know how many times it has been. Whenever he breathes and breathes according to the method of Thunder’s internal strength, the gathered mysterious energy will soon disappear from the broken meridians, and his body cannot accumulate any mysterious energy at all.

The two families walked past and saw Ye Chen sitting cross-dressed, showing a look of contempt and disdain.

"He has cut off his meridians and it is impossible for him to condense the mysterious energy. He is still pretending to be here every day."

"It's good that he has to use so many pills every day. If those pills were given to others, I don't know how many family experts could be cultivated, so I would have fed him to the dog's belly. If I were him, I would have jumped into the river and committed suicide long ago, and I would not have the face to live."

"Speak quietly, he is the son of the patriarch after all."

"What's wrong with the son of the patriarch? Our Ye family's nephews have never distinguished between high and low, so why is he more precious!"

The two families said loudly on purpose, and fell into Ye Chen's ears. Ye Chen closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear. He endured it and smiled mockly in his heart. If it were the ones he used to be, he would definitely rush up to fight them, but now, he has learned to endure. Now he is just a useless man and is no match for these two people at all.

In the past, Ye Chen reached the fifth level of Xuan Qi at the age of twelve, the sixth level of Xuan Qi at the age of thirteen, and the peak of Xuan Qi at the age of 14. He was the most noble master of the younger generation of Yejiabao. He was known as a rare genius in Yejiabao in a century. Later, in a family mission, Ye Chen and five younger generation masters of the family entered the depths of the Lianyun Mountains to hunt monsters, but were ambushed. The young masters of the five families were wiped out. The enemies seemed to have intentionally tortured Ye Chen and destroyed his meridians. Although they were rescued by the clan members, Ye Chen became a useless person since then.

In the Seibu Empire, strength is the most respectable, and people without strength can only be bullied. If it weren't for the abundant energy in the morning and the most suitable for restoring meridians, he wouldn't want to go to such a place with a lot of people.

"It's been three years in a blink of an eye. I'm afraid my meridians will never heal again." Ye Chen felt a deep reluctance in his heart. He was unwilling to become a useless person like this.

Ye Chen continued to try to condense the mysterious energy, but undoubtedly failed. The broken meridians in his body were like dead trees that were eaten by insects and ants, without any vitality.

He sat cross-legged on the stone, like an old monk entering into a state of meditation, sinking his thoughts into the sea of ​​consciousness. An image of a flying knife appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness. The flying knife was blood red, as thin as a cicada's wing, crystal clear. It was precisely because of the existence of this flying knife that there was still some hope in his heart that he had not completely destroyed.

Ye Chen was just an ordinary person. He accidentally found this flying knife and traveled to this world.

So far, he didn't know what the flying knife was doing. Whenever his thoughts sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, he would find that it was floating quietly in his consciousness. No matter what method Ye Chen used, he could not touch it.

It has been three years since it fell from the peak to the bottom. Most people cannot withstand such a gap. However, Ye Chen still lived up to the point of being ridiculed by countless people with his strong character. In the past three years, Ye Chen smoothed the edges and his mind became much more calm.

Ye Chen used the internal strength of thunder, and a sensation of heat came from his lower abdomen. A mysterious energy condensed and slowly moved along the meridians. However, every time he was transferred to a place where the meridians were damaged, these mysterious energy would quickly disperse. Not long after, the mysterious energy that had finally condensed disappeared.

"Damn it, why can't it be condensed!" Ye Chen angrily punched the stone, and bright red blood seeped out of his fist. Only severe pain can relieve his inner depression and pain. Is he destined to be a useless person in his life?

When he was at his peak in his strength, he broke through one realm after another with a very amazing speed. His body was like a vortex, madly absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world and quickly transforming it into mysterious energy. At the peak of the sixth level, his mysterious energy intensity could even compete with the masters of the seventh level. Now, it is particularly difficult for his body to preserve even a trace of mysterious energy.

It took Ye Chen a long time to calm down his depression. He had no way out. If he gave up, he would be a useless person in his life!

As usual, calm down and continue to condense the mysterious energy. With about a stick of incense, there was a slight sense of energy at the break of the meridians, but it was extremely subtle and would pass away at any time.

Ye Chen struggled to move, and a trace of sweat oozed out of his forehead. Finally, the qi sensation slowly condensed into a trickle of stream, surging upwards with the sea of ​​Qi in the lower abdomen as the center, but every time he moved a short distance, these mysterious qi would be lost a little, and it was almost gone.

Absolutely not to fail!

The mysterious energy that had finally condensed was about to collapse. Ye Chen seemed to feel some strange summons, and his heart suddenly calmed down and entered a strange state. It seemed that a breeze blew through his heart, clear and clear, without a trace of dust.

The flying knife appeared in Ye Chen's mind again, and the blade like a cicada wing suddenly emitted a strange buzz.

This flying knife contains some strange power, which makes Ye Chen want to find out. It brought himself to this world, and he doesn't know what the secret is in this flying knife.

In recent times, the flying knife often trembles regularly and the frequency of vibration is very frequent.

Ye Chen tried his best to extend his mind, wanting to touch the flying knife, and wanting to try to see if it can be activated.

Suddenly, there was a loud buzz in my mind, and Ye Chen's eardrum kept trembling, as if something exploded in his mind. A terrifying and powerful force poured out from the flying knife, like a raging flood, rushing along the broken meridians. The mysterious energy that Ye Chen had finally condensed was instantly dispersed.

Ye Chen was frightened to find that this power was completely out of control. He quickly pulled back his thoughts, and the power disappeared without a trace in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes, his body was exhausted and he had no strength. He gasped and checked his body. The broken meridians still did not improve at all.

The flying knife hovered quietly in his mind. The power just now was somewhat similar to the mysterious energy, but it seemed even more powerful, making people feel mysterious.

Ye Chen suddenly felt a little itchy on his hands. He looked down and was surprised to find that the skin of his hands was covered with a thin layer of dander. He dusted off the dander and found that his hands seemed to be transformed, crystal clear, bright red and pink, like a newborn baby.

"I didn't expect that just triggering the power of the flying knife would have such an effect."

Ye Chen felt a little nervous. The flying knife was indeed magical. He wanted to continue to explore in depth, but after thinking about it, he would wait until it was late at night before talking.

After teaching the children of the family, Ye Zhanxiong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept over the teenagers who had resumed morning exercises, and fell on Ye Chen in the corner of the martial arts field. He couldn't help but sigh with regret, with a very sad expression. If Ye Chen had not been ambushed, his current cultivation might have surpassed him and he would become the first genius in the younger generation of the family. He could also take on the heavy responsibility of protecting the family in the future. Unfortunately, God was jealous of the talented people.

In fact, he still likes Ye Chen's personality very much. He was a little impetuous in the past few years, but over the past three years, his personality has become much calmer. If the meridians were not broken, he would have become a great man in the future. But fate is always elusive.

After a moment of silence, Ye Zhanxiong walked towards Ye Chen.
Chapter completed!