The imperial capital is located at the western end of the Bingpo Continent, with a vast territory and rich assets, and is praised as "the number one in the Bingpo Continent".

The young man Wuming walked to the gate of the imperial capital. The towering city walls were written with two big words "Imperial Capital". Just looking at these two words gave people a sense of spiritual and visual impact, shocking. At the gate of the imperial capital, two tall soldiers stood two or three times larger than ordinary people. They were holding long swords in their hands, and no thousand pounds or less, they were as heavy as white pounds.

The young man Wuming walked up to him, stopped and looked up at the soldier on the left. The soldier also looked down at him and immediately raised his head. However, there was no movement on the right. After standing for a while, the young man Wuming walked towards the inner city of the imperial capital. Just as his back disappeared, the soldier on the left suddenly spoke to the soldier on the right.

"Hey, did you feel that the boy just now had no breath?

The soldier on the right smiled and said: I didn’t feel it, you might have had an illusion!

All things have qi, and qi is the fundamental law. It can be as big as demons, ghosts, birds and beasts, and small as flowers, plants and trees. How could a person have no qi? What's more, he was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years.

The soldier on the left closed his head and said to himself: I clearly felt that there was no breath on the young man just now. Could it be that I really had an illusion?

At this time, the young man Wuming had already arrived at a restaurant in the imperial capital. The restaurant was filled with many people and there was no place to sit. Wuming looked around for a long time and found that there was a seat in the corner of the restaurant, so he walked over, sat down, and ordered two dishes and a pot of wine.

The young man Wuming came to the imperial capital for the first time and was curious about everything. He looked inside the restaurant and then outside the restaurant, and was very excited.

Just as Wuming looked around, he saw a man and two women sitting on the table next to him. The man was wearing white clothes and holding a white fan. He looked very handsome and free and easy at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Two women, one was wearing green and the other was wearing pink clothes. The woman in green clothes was extremely enchanting, with a trace of flames in her eyes, as if she could melt the ice and snow; while the woman in pink looked particularly pure and unparalleled, just like a mysterious woman falling from the ninth heaven, she was out of the mud without stain, making people unable to despise her.

They sat there and became a beautiful scenery in the restaurant, and many people cast envious eyes and praised them.

Wuming looked at the pink girl with a little dementia and stared quietly...

"Hey", the stinky beggar, what's that? It's blinding your dog's eyes. The lady in the Cang family is not what you ordinary people like. The one who speaks was the boy sitting next to the two girls. He stood up and looked at Wuming with anger. Seeing Wuming without any movement, he walked up to him and slashed the table in front of Wuming with a palm. The people in the restaurant looked at Wuming.

Feeling something happened, Wuming woke up like a dream. Wuming looked at the fragments in front of him, slowly raised his head and looked at the boy in front of him. And just as Wuming raised his head, the boy in white vaguely saw the blue light flashing in Wuming's eyes, like flames. He felt an invisible sense of oppression, and the true energy in his body ran around, just like a river and sea. He strongly condensed the true energy in his body into the sea of ​​Tai Dantian, which restored his original expression.

Wuming looked at the boy in front of him and said: What happened? It was fine just now, but in a blink of an eye, the table broke.

After hearing Wuming's answer, the young man in white breathed a sigh of relief, pretended to be brave, and shouted to Wuming: Don't you know the two young ladies sitting there from the Cang family's house?

"I don't know." Wuming looked at the boy in white in front of him and shook his head.

Yu Ruo is wearing green, and next to her is Lan Keer, the most talented person in Cangfu. Do you dare to stare at them like this? Have you been brave enough to eat the courage of the bear heart?

Wuming remained silent, and the restaurant man said secretly: It turned out to be the eldest lady of Cang Mansion!

One person said to the person next to him: Have you heard that the lady in Cang Mansion has already entered the realm of a martial artist. The person next to him said in surprise: What's wrong? He has entered the advancement of a martial artist at such a young age, which is not a pity to be a disciple of Tianjian Mountain. It takes only fifty or sixty years to become a martial artist, and it takes only fifty or sixty years to become a martial artist. Even if he is talented, it takes more than thirty years. The girl in Cang Mansion seems to have entered the realm of a martial artist in her early twenties. She is better than blue than blue! Great, amazing, people nodded and praised.

Over the years, Tianjian Mountain has been extremely harsh in selecting talents and is not only in need of talent. In addition to being harsh in selecting talents, there is another reason for Tianjian Mountain to provide rich cultivation resources for cultivators.

Many people know that the journey of martial arts is difficult. Some people will encounter a bottleneck when they reach a certain level of cultivation. Some people do not need to rely on external objects to break through, while some people cannot break through, so they have to rely on external objects.

Then do you know who I am? The boy in white continued to ask.

Wuming felt helpless and asked: Who are you?

I am Tianjian Mountain... Ren Tianxing, a disciple of Tianjian Mountain, was full of pride when he spoke, and a proud expression appeared on his face.

"Oh, I understand," Wuming said powerlessly. When the young man in white saw Wuming looking disdainful, he suddenly felt that he was embarrassed and full of fire. He thought that Wuming must have been respectful and admired after hearing that he was the first son of Tianjian Mountain. But Wuming in front of him did not have any awe of him, but instead looked disdainful. How could he not be angry?

Suddenly, the young man in white condensed his true energy and poured it into his palm. While Wuming was not paying attention, he slashed towards Wuming's head.

Suddenly Lan Keer stood up and shouted: Be careful!

Wuming had long noticed a murderous aura and was wary of it. Over the years, there have been many strange beasts in the Beihuang Mountains. He was very vigilant and could feel the slightest movement. When the boy in white talked to him, he already felt the other party's unfriendliness, and he had been wary of it.

The young man in white poured the condensed true energy into his palm, accompanied by a hint of lightning. The master of the restaurant was frightened without any intention. Some people suddenly said that this was the Thirteenth Thunder Decision.

It belongs to the intermediate classics in martial arts. The martial arts classics are divided into six types: primary, intermediate, advanced, mysterious, heaven and gods.

Just as the palm fell to Wuming's forehead, the people in the restaurant sighed. What a pity that such a young boy died so early! Alas, who told you to offend the people of Tianjian Mountain? That is a place that everyone respects. How can you and I offend the people there?

"What" said one person in surprise.

When the white-clothed boy fell, Wuming gently raised his hand and easily dispersed the condensed force, which seemed particularly relaxed. The white-clothed boy was very surprised. His palm condensed with a thousand pounds of force and could easily crush the stone. The young man in front of him dissolved his palm without any effort. The white-clothed boy condensed his palm power here, and it was obvious that it was more abundant than the original true energy condensed. He shouted loudly, and the lightning in the palm was even more angry, like a mad lion, jumping uneasy. The palm with lightning struck Wuming again. Faced with such a strong attack, many people were full of doubts. Can this time the boy resist the powerful attack of the white-clothed boy?

Wuming felt the pressure of forcedness, which was obviously much stronger than any previous palm. He knew that he could not underestimate this palm. Since he was a child, he was raised by the Tongtian Ape in the Beihuang Mountains. He reacted extremely quickly and his body was extremely strong.

Only a loud bang sound was heard, everyone was stunned. Time seemed to stop, and even the air solidified. I saw that the palm of the young man in white fell on Wuming's shoulder, and Wuming didn't move.

Lan Keer was helpless when she saw this scene. Was he dead? This time she went down the mountain just for experience, but unexpectedly something like this happened. A life disappeared like this. Lan Keer suddenly felt very sad. She knew that this was a world where the strong prey on the weak. The strong could dominate the fate and life and death of others, while the weak were at the mercy of others.

Since she entered Tianjian Mountain, she has experienced too many bloody storms and witnessed open and secret struggles, swords and shadows in practicing martial arts. However, she has an inexplicable pain for the life and death of the young man in front of her.

Suddenly, Wuming opened his eyes and said to the boy in white, and took your hand away.

Ren Tianxing was stunned, but his full strength was his palm. Why was he not injured at all? Just as he was dazed, Wuming had already walked out of the restaurant, stood on the street, breathed deeply, and looked up at the sky. He sighed in his heart: The sky is big, where is my final destination? Where should I go next. Wuming shook his head, and didn't say in his heart why I should think about those unpleasant things. The world is so big, and where is my home wherever I go.

Just as Wuming left, he suddenly heard someone talking behind his back, "Hey, young man, please stay."

Wuming turned his head and saw that it was her. Wuming thought he had heard it wrong and said: Are you calling me?

Lan Keer looked at Wuming and nodded and replied: Yes, I am calling you.

"Oh, what's the matter with me?" Wuming looked at Lan Keer and said dementedly."

Lan Keer was very sorry for what happened just now. She was too worried about not stopping the thing from happening in time. She said, "I'm very sorry for what happened just now. It's our fault that we are the first son of Tianjian Mountain.
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