Under the scorching sun, there were dozens of young men and women in a square practicing kung fu, all sweating profusely and miserable. A middle-aged man was walking through the crowd with his hands behind his back.
From time to time, he would snort and scold the lazy boy.
Sitting cross-legged on a big stone on the edge of the square was a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender figure and very handsome appearance.
It was already mid-September, the time when autumn tigers are most poisonous. Under the sun, the stone was so hot that it could boil an egg. But although the handsome boy's brows were twitching, he never stood up and was sweating.
It fell, making his temples wet.
His name is Zhou Heng, and he is practicing the secret technique of the Zhou family, Lieyang Jue.
The practice of a warrior is to refine the food eaten into the stomach, extract the energy that can be absorbed, and refine it into its own true energy, which is stored in the cells of the body. This Fierce Sun Art can use the power of sunlight to
Accelerate the absorption of food and improve the efficiency of conversion.
The brighter the sunlight, the higher the efficiency of this transformation. However, there are a few people who can withstand the exposure to the scorching sun. They can practice for more than ten minutes at most, and then run to the shade to enjoy the coolness in half an hour.
But Zhou Heng started practicing since sunrise in the morning, and it has been three hours now!
Not just one or two days, but several years!
It's a pity that Zhou Heng's body is too weak. He has practiced so hard and is still at the early stage of the first level of body refining, almost no different from those who have never practiced.
Warriors are divided into twelve steps according to their level of cultivation, which are called the Twelve Levels of Body Refining. After reaching the Twelve Levels of Body Refining, they can reach higher levels. It is said that once successful, they can reach the sky in one step! However, for more than a hundred years, the Zhou family has
But there has never been a person who embarked on the road to heaven.
The twelve levels of body refining can be subdivided into four realms. The first three levels are the skin refining realm, the fourth to sixth levels are the meat refining realm, the seventh to ninth levels are the bone refining realm, and the tenth to twelfth levels are the blood refining realm.
The true energy that warriors cultivate is stored in the cells of the body. This is a step-by-step process, first in the skin, then in the muscles, then in the bones, and finally in the blood.
Therefore, there are four realms.
The power gap between each realm is very big. If a warrior in the flesh refining realm faces a warrior in the bone refining realm, he will basically be killed instantly! And within the same realm, such as the fourth level of body refining and the sixth level of body refining.
They are both in the meat refining realm, so the sixth level of body refining will definitely have the advantage in a fight, but it cannot be a crushing one.
The road to martial arts is difficult. The higher you go, the more bumpy the road becomes. After entering the blood refining realm, you may not be able to advance to a higher level for more than ten years!
However, it is quite easy to break through the Skin Refining Realm. Generally speaking, as long as there is enough food supply and you practice diligently, you can reach the peak of the first level of Body Refining in half a year, and it only takes only half a year to complete the entire Skin Refining Realm.
three years.
Zhou Heng started practicing the Fierce Yang Art when he was eight years old. It has been nearly ten years now, but his cultivation is still at the early stage of the first level of body refining. This is simply a weird thing. The family has invited countless doctors for diagnosis and examination, but there are no results at all.
It can only be attributed to one reason, that is, Zhou Heng's own qualifications are too poor and he is not naturally suitable for cultivation!
Like a rock!
What is incomprehensible is that Zhou Heng's father Zhou Dinghai is a genius, a real genius. He completed the skin refining in half a year, the flesh refining in another two years, and the bone refining in another five years. He is only forty-one years old now, but he has already reached the level of
The tenth level of body refining, the blood refining realm!
Prior to this, the fastest member of the Zhou family to enter the blood refining realm was sixty-three years old, which shows how terrifying Zhou Dinghai's talent is!
Such a genius is definitely qualified to hit the road to heaven!
Tiger father and dog son!
This is the Zhou family's evaluation of Zhou Heng, and it is polite. Many people call him a trash behind his back. If Zhou Dinghai is not one of the six elders of the family, this insult would be thrown in front of his face.
It's past.
"That loser still refuses to give up?"
"Humph, what can I do if I don't give up? I've seen so many doctors, and they all say that he has no disease. His inability to practice is because of his poor qualifications!"
"Fortunately, the family still has us, otherwise if the monster comes, everyone will have to wait for death!"
"Obviously he's a waste, but he eats more than anyone else. He's such a waste!"
"I think he is just pretending and sitting there on purpose. He is not practicing at all!"
The boys and girls in the square stopped to take a rest, and several of them started talking among themselves in low voices, so that Zhou Heng could hear them clearly.
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man in charge of supervision immediately scolded him. His name was Zhou Yuanyang, and he could barely be regarded as Zhou Heng's cousin in terms of blood relationship. He said with a straight face, "Pretending? Which one of you should go and pretend! Who?
If he can sit on that big rock for an hour, I will save him the rest of the homework for the day!"
When these words came out, the boys and girls were all speechless.
Just kidding, that stone is so hot that it can boil eggs. Who can sit there for an hour? Let alone an hour, even ten minutes is enough! Only a few people who practice the Fierce Sun Art can transform the high temperature - but the Zhou family
Not everyone practices the Fierce Sun Technique!
Zhou Yuanyang walked to Zhou Heng and sighed slightly in his heart. He saw the young man's efforts, but God had no eyes to see him, so he was born unable to practice.
"Don't take it to heart!" He could only comfort Zhou Heng.
"Thank you, Uncle Clan!" Zhou Heng showed a sincere smile, as bright as the sun.
"Don't be too tired, pay attention to your body!" Zhou Yuanyang advised.
Sitting on this big stone to practice, even he couldn't hold on for a long time, let alone Zhou Heng, who hadn't even reached the initial level of body refining?
"I understand!" Zhou Heng nodded, but had no intention of getting up.
Zhou Yuanyang sighed again in his heart and felt even more regretful. He thought that if this young man could have the same talent as his father, and with such hard work, his future would be even brighter!
He turned back to look at the boys and girls resting under the shade of the trees. He suddenly felt angry and shouted: "The rest is over, let's continue training!"
"No, we only rested for less than five minutes!"
"It's just that I couldn't even catch my breath in such a short period of time!"
"It's all that waste's fault for causing us all trouble!"
The boys and girls returned to the playground sparsely, all staring at Zhou Heng with hostile eyes, blaming him for everything.
Zhou Heng saw these looks, but didn't take them to heart at all. He was still running the Fierce Sun Art, using the power of sunlight to continuously refine the food in his body and transform it into his own true energy.
In his body, the food was continuously refined under the influence of sunlight and exercises, forming countless strands of free energy, which were then transformed into strands of true energy under the operation of the Fierce Sun Art, which circulated in his body.
Everything was normal up to this point, but when the true energy flowed to the lower abdomen, it suddenly turned a corner and plunged into the Dantian, never to come out again!
Only when the true energy is stored in cells can it burst out when needed. Skin, flesh, bones, and blood are all covered in the entire human body. But what is the Dantian? Although there are rumors that the Dantian is also very important, related to the illusory ascension to heaven.
Road, but Zhou Heng hasn't even laid a solid foundation yet, how can he think about the road to heaven?
Only Zhou Heng himself knows that the reason why he cannot practice is because of this Dantian!
To be more specific, it is a broken sword in Dantian!
Zhou Heng has a secret that no one knows, that is, when he started practicing at the age of eight, it was as if his consciousness could take shape, flow freely within his body, and see every detail of his body.
It was at that time that he saw a broken sword floating in his Dantian.
It is more than a foot long, and its whole body is pitch black, even the hilt is inky black. Although it is a broken sword, it gives people a majestic and majestic power that sweeps the world, as if it has existed since the beginning of the world, has traveled through the ages, and will last forever!
If it were another child, he would probably cry in fear when he saw this scene!
But Zhou Heng has been a very independent person since he was a child, so he hid this secret.
He doesn't want to be a monster in everyone's eyes!
When he was diagnosed by the first doctor, Zhou Heng was still worried, but that doctor did not notice the existence of the broken sword at all. Not only this doctor, but all the doctors invited by Zhou Dinghai did not find the black broken sword.
Existence, it seems that it only exists in Zhou Heng’s imagination!
Since others don't even know the existence of the black broken sword, how can they talk about taking it out?
As time passed, he did not become a monster, but became a recognized waste. But no one knew that it was not that he could not practice martial arts, but that all the true energy he had worked so hard to cultivate was "eaten by the black broken sword"
"Yes!"
This robber just wanted to hide in his own body, but he actually sucked all his true energy away!
But knowing clearly that this black sword is a bandit, why does Zhou Heng continue to practice?
Because he still has a glimmer of hope, that is, there will always be time to feed the Black Broken Sword!
When the time comes, the true energy he has cultivated can be used by himself!
His qualifications are not bad, which can be reflected in his food intake, because for a warrior, food is equal to true energy. He eats more food every day than anyone of his age, which means that he cultivates every day
His true energy far exceeds that of others!
Because of this glimmer of hope, he calmly faced the disdainful looks and disdainful faces! He firmly believed that as long as the black broken sword no longer held him back, he would be able to stand out!
This day is getting closer and closer!
He could feel that the black broken sword had been changing, but the process was too slow. But dripping water could still penetrate stone. Ten years later, it was finally time for a qualitative change!
Just these days!
This hope supported him to endure the scorching sun, the high temperature that could burn his buttocks, and the extremely boring meditation. He just kept practicing, practicing, practicing, and fed the huge appetite of the black broken sword in Dantian.
In addition to eating, Zhou Heng has been sitting on the stone to practice. But what he practiced was the Fierce Sun Technique, which can transform high temperatures. He would have been roasted to death!
A few hours later, when the sun set, Zhou Heng stood up unsteadily and walked towards his residence.
"Want to leave? Climb under me!" A young man suddenly blocked Zhou Heng's way, with his arms crossed and a arrogant smile on his face. Beside him were four young men watching the theater.