It's the middle of winter, snow is flying, and the entire Xixuan Village is covered with a layer of silver...
Xixuan Village is very remote. It is located on the border of Beitang Kingdom. It is stuck between two rocky mountains and can hardly get sunlight. The people in the village have been living in the darkness for generations. Although it is cold, they have long been used to it.
life.
Beitang country has vast land, rich national assets, and a thousand-year history that will last forever.
It is said that the founder of Beitang Kingdom was a spiritual cultivator. It was only then that he laid such a solid foundation for Beitang.
However, no one can tell whether it is true or not, because the current leader of the country, Beitang Xian, is just a mortal.
Fortunately, he is still considered a sage king, who has the support of the people, and has many loyal officials and generals under his command. If not, this king who was born into a fighting family but failed to achieve military ambitions would have stepped down long ago.
Beitangxian is a saint, but after all he is just a mortal. In the boundless heaven and earth, there are places that he cannot care about.
For example, this Xuan Village in the border area...
In the depth of winter, the snow in Xuan Village was waist-deep and frighteningly thick. The cold was almost chilling to the bones. Everyone in the village was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, but they were still shivering from the cold.
"Wow! Wow!..."
At the entrance of the village, several strong men were vigorously waving bamboo brooms and sweeping away the snow.
They are born with infinite strength and are the only physical practitioners in the village. The strongest one can pull up a huge stone and uproot an ancient tree.
A group of children, mostly seven or eight years old, gathered around these people. The younger ones served tea and water, while the older ones kneaded their waists and rubbed their shoulders. They admired these strong men from the bottom of their hearts, regardless of the cold weather.
"Children, go back...it's freezing outside, and you are still young. You can't bear the cold." A middle-aged man with strong muscles suddenly turned around and held the boy's hand. The hot temperature was transmitted to the frozen little hand, causing pain.
Said with pity.
"Uncle Chen, it's okay. If you hadn't been clearing the snow day and night, the village would have been flooded. And in this damn weather, I'm shivering with cold even when I'm wrapped in a quilt, so I might as well go out and do some exercise." The young man wiped it.
He wiped away the ice residue on his face and smiled casually. Then he broke away from the big warm hands and used all his strength to rub the middle-aged man's legs.
This middle-aged man's surname is Chen Mingfu. He looks kind-hearted. But he is the leader of this group of strong men and has extremely high prestige. At the same time, he is also the strongest man. He can kill an armored tiger with one punch.
"You..." Chen Fu smiled happily and stretched out his hands to rub the boy's body to keep each other warm.
The boy has a delicate face, bright eyes and white teeth. He is very beautiful. He is also the oldest of the group of children. He is about fourteen or fifteen years old, and his jade-like face turned red in the cold air. It makes people feel distressed to see him.
The picture is extremely warm, with all the strong men smiling warmly, and their broad palms stroking the children's heads, showing full affection.
"Uncle Chen, when can I teach Fan'er to practice boxing?" The young man rubbed the middle-aged man's strong arm and said in a strange way. Those eyes were full of hope. Possessing divine power is the dream of almost every child here.
When Chen Fu heard this, his expression immediately turned cold and he said: "Small arms and thin legs. What kind of boxing do you practice! Read your book carefully, and I will prepare for you to go to the exam next year. If you win the first prize, you will marry a wife. Come.
Don’t forget to treat your uncle to a drink sometimes.”
"But uncle... you said you would teach Fan'er how to box..."
The young man seemed a little scared. He took a step back slightly, scowled and muttered softly.
The scene immediately cooled down, and all the requests for boxing training were answered, and the other children also followed suit, shaking the arms of the strong men. They seemed to be determined not to give up until they learned boxing.
"Why……"
His unyielding attitude finally made the middle-aged man sigh helplessly: "If you recite the Tao Jing verbatim, I will teach you."
"Really?" The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The middle-aged man nodded with a wry smile and watched Lin Fan fly home.
Lin Fan has an extraordinary memory, which is well known in the village.
Memorizing the thousand chapters of this heavy "Tao Jing" would probably take decades of hard work for ordinary people. But for Lin Fan, it only took five days at most, not only to memorize the entire book, but also to memorize it backwards and forwards.
"Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen! If we can come out in large numbers, can you also teach us?" The other children hurried over and said with envy. Even though they knew that it was almost impossible to recite the "Tao Jing" verbatim.
Task, but in order to learn boxing, they are willing to give it a try.
In desperation, Chen Fu had no choice but to nod again. All the children cheered excitedly and went home respectively, determined to memorize the "Tao Jing".
"Is this really good?"
Looking at the backs of the children running away smaller and smaller, several middle-aged men couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"Three days... As long as we can hold Mr. Lin for three days, it will be fine. According to his surname, if we leave, he will definitely follow us. We must not take him on this road ahead of time." Chen Fu
With an expressionless face, he spoke.
Several people sat around the fire, sighing.
In fact, there has always been a little-known secret in Xuan Village.
Anyone who has lived here since childhood will gain infinite divine power after reaching the age of fifteen. There is no need for deliberate practice at all to become a body cultivator in the realm of body refining.
For hundreds of years, Xixuan Village has been keeping this secret. This is because the ultimate physical training is very rare in Beitang Kingdom, almost one in ten thousand.
They are unassuming and unconventional. They rely on this special benefit to live in this remote territory.
Until one day, this secret was accidentally leaked, completely causing disaster...
I don’t know since when, every fifteen years, Xuan Village has to send a few strong men to work as labor slaves to that force. It has become an unwritten rule. If you don’t obey, the other party will send immortals to suppress the realm, and the entire
Xuan Village will be massacred.
This is by no means shocking.
According to what our ancestors said, that force came from the royal palace in the imperial capital, and there were immortals stationed in the palace. They came all the way to demonstrate.
That time, the immortal caused an avalanche and almost destroyed Xuan Village.
"I'm afraid there's no going back now..." Chen Fu's eyes turned red and he looked back at the village, clenching his fists tightly. He also learned the secret from the village chief not long ago. He felt very unwilling to do so.
.Unwilling to let the village continue to be oppressed by that force.
"Chen Tou! If it doesn't work, let's fight back! They have oppressed the village for long enough! I don't believe that there are five of us, and we can't take down that one!" A middle-aged man suddenly stood up, and the bamboo broom in his hand made a click, and he crushed it in pieces.
"That's an immortal who knows magic. How can we deal with it?"
"Then let them bully you! The worst is possible! I don't believe they can be ruthless enough to slaughter Xuan Village!"
"Okay! Fuck his grandfather's balls! I don't believe they can really destroy Xuan Village!"
"Everyone, please calm down!"
A loud shout shocked everyone.
Chen Fu looked at these people with blood-red eyes: "What do you think is good? If we are to die, the people on that side may not kill us all when they use us, but have you ever thought about what will happen to the people in the village if you are to die?
!What to do with your wives and children! Xiao Linzi’s mother died in the last massacre..."
These words were like a splash of cold water, instantly dousing everyone's restlessness.
"Xuancun will always succeed. Before that... we can only endure it for a while." Chen Fu took out his pipe, took a deep puff, and exhaled a puff of thick white smoke.
"Leave early on the fourth day. Before that, whoever dares to resist, I will kill him first!" He glanced at everyone, then stood up and continued to clear the snow.
Little did they know that while they were talking, a young man hid behind a tree and listened for a long time.
Lin Fan cautiously poked his head out, only to feel that the sound of sweeping snow in the heavy snow, and the scene formed by the figures behind him were full of helplessness and unwillingness.
Lin Fan felt bitter in his heart and his eyes were red. He remained silent and just looked at these lonely figures.
He understood a lot of things, why his father left without saying goodbye, and why his mother died.
Why did Uncle Chen always scold him every time he mentioned boxing practice?
Why does the village chief's face become more sad every time he gets older?
At this moment, he understood more deeply that these men, who were regarded as gods by the villagers, felt deeply helpless and burdened.
The heavy snow is still falling, as if blowing into the young man's heart.
Lin Fan was extremely unwilling!
He longs to become stronger, longs to gain power! He longs to protect everyone in the village!