Wuguo.

Qinghe County, Luoyun Mountain.

In a chaotic world, thieves are everywhere, lives are like grass, there are many gangs in the world, and there are countless strange people and strange people. Occasionally, there is a saying of the celestial immortals who ascend in the sun.

Not to mention the outside world, Luoyun Mountain is a famous cave world in Wu Kingdom. It is 800 miles long and has abundant vitality. It is a treasure land that people who practice martial arts dream of.

Wulin sects of all sizes are located here, with countless wealthy families, and legends are as many as 108.

In troubled times, power is the most respected. A high-level warrior has the power of ten thousand men, and his glory and wealth are within his reach. Even the Emperor of the Martial Kingdom is also treated as a guest of honor for such a huge force as Luoyun Mountain.

The main purpose is to appease, and the official positions and salary are given, so that the sects and families here are extremely noble.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

Luoyun Mountain is vast in area, with 108 families scattered, and there are also many dilapidated houses.

To the west of this stretching mountain range, there is a huge open space with rugged rocks and a huge building stands.

Desolate and quaint, all made of gray green hill rocks, revealing a heavy atmosphere. Although it is extremely mottled, it still looks magnificent.

I don’t know how much manpower and material resources were used to build such a miracle.

Unfortunately, things change quickly, and the scenery of the past has been lost in the long river of history.

The Ling family in Qinghe County was able to be brothers and brothers with the royal family back then. They were granted the title of a different surname and were hereditary and had the reputation of the first family of the Wu Kingdom.

However, now it is so devastated that it is almost impossible to afford to eat.

Well, that's a bit exaggerated, but the real situation is not much better.

...

Ling Family, martial arts training ground.

It was just dawning, and the sun had just jumped up on the horizon, and it was not too late to sprinkle its first ray of sunshine on the clouds...

"One of the martial arts way can make up for the shortcomings. As long as the skill is deep, the iron rod will be ground into a needle, and the dripping water can penetrate the stone, and the stupid bird can also fly first. As long as we work hard, our Ling family will definitely make a comeback."

On the teaching ground, a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance was urging young children to practice martial arts. His face was extremely cold, and he explained the principles of martial arts. At the same time, he did not forget to encourage everyone: "Warriage cultivation is the foundation, so it is called body refining."

"Body refining is divided into nine levels. Each level of improvement can bring about a rapid improvement in strength. If you can break through the fourth level of the body refining period, you can become a third-rate master, walk in the world, wear fresh clothes and horses, and become a guest of honor for various major sects. If you are willing to serve the court, you can be awarded the title of General Zhe Chong, with the power equivalent to the county magistrate and the Supreme One of the Hundred Miles."

The sound echoed over the teaching field, and the young disciples of the Ling family formed a square formation, with their fists thriving, and they listened attentively while practicing martial arts.

"The fourth level of the Body Refining Period, each punch has a thousand kilograms of power. If you go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, you can block a hundred elite soldiers with one force. If you advance bravely and diligently and practice to the fifth level, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds to two thousand kilograms. At this time, you can be called a second-rate master. If you serve the country, you can be awarded the fourth-rank General Mingwei, and your power is equivalent to that of the prefect and the Supreme Thousand Miles."

"Uncle San, what is the Supreme Thousand Miles?"

A silly voice came to my ears. The little guy who was asking was only three years old, and he was so cute.

If you run fast, you will easily fall, but you will follow your brothers and sisters and learn to punch and kick in this school field.

The middle-aged man sighed. The Ling family members worked hard and did not have the dandy spirit of the aristocratic family. They practiced in the winter and in the summer, but...

He suppressed the gloom in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face again, encouraging everyone to encourage everyone: "The so-called Supreme of Thousand Miles is because a place of one mansion covers thousands of miles. If he can become a second-rate master and be named General Mingwei, he can enjoy the rights of a prefect. In this place of Thousand Miles, one word can determine the victory or defeat, and one word can determine life and death. He turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain, so he is called Supreme."

"Then... can he eat meat all the time?"

Listening to the silly voice, full of hope and curiosity, the middle-aged Ling Tianxiong felt extremely uncomfortable. None of the other aristocratic families was either rich and well-fed, or carriages or horses when they went out, and beautiful maids when they were in. The delicacies of mountains and seas were just ordinary things. In addition to practicing, there were also various magic medicines to forge their bodies.

The Ling family used to be brothers and brothers with the royal family, and had a different surname. They were hereditary, but now they are so degenerate that they can't even afford to eat.

Only one can eat meat every ten days, and each person can only get two taels of meat. This is the treatment that only those who practice martial arts can have.

The rest of the tribe members can only taste two slices of meat for two meals a day or one month.

Although I have not reached the point of not being able to eat, I have only barely made a living.

Ling's family motto, friendship among the clans, everyone is equal, and ordinary clans, who take the initiative to save money and provide as much resources as possible for them to practice martial arts. I hope that one day I can revive the family, but...

When Ling Tianxiong thought of this, his heart was like a knife. His elder brother had passed away. Now he is the number one master of Ling's family, but he is only at the third level of the Body Refining Stage.

Not enough for third-rate experts.

Moreover, it is stuck in this bottleneck for a long time, and the difference is a thousand miles away. If you can enter the fourth level of the Body Refining Period and be awarded the title of the Seventh-rank General, although it is not enough to revitalize the Ling family, the salary you receive is enough to buy a large amount of food so that the tribe members will not endure hunger...

It's all caused by that hateful curse!

Ling Tianxiong was just thinking about this, and the sound of scattered footsteps came into his ears. When he looked up, he saw several tribe members running over in a panic.

Ling Tianxiong frowned. The school grounds were important, and ordinary people were not allowed to come here for fear of disturbing those martial arts children. Could something big happened?

Sure enough, many boys looked at this side, and their fists became soft.

"The Martial Arts is concentrating, and the mind is free to go without distraction..."

Ye Tianxiong snorted coldly and muttered the general outline of the Ling family's martial arts practice. The young men felt a little nervous, and they hurriedly calmed down and focused on practicing martial arts.

The power of this world is respected, and only by practicing martial arts can we protect our tribe members.

Ling Tianxiong quickly walked up to meet him.

There were six people coming, half men and half women, all wearing patched clothes, dusty, with a face full of food, and a muddy body, looking dirty.

However, Ling Tianxiong did not dislike him at all and stepped forward to hold the hand of an old farmer.

"Grandpa Four, what's wrong?"

That's right, these are all from the Ling clan, but they can't practice martial arts, so they are accustomed to agriculture. The old man in the head is not Ling Tianxiong's fourth grandfather, but he just calls it that according to his seniority in the clan.

The Ling family is friendly and equal. No matter the core children who practice martial arts or ordinary farmers, they have no distinction between status and status.

Everyone is the same ancestor and is a relative who is connected by blood.

At this time, the old man in the head was full of anxiety and tears were all over his head and wanted to kneel down: "Big... Great Elder, Chen Family, Chen Family sent people to ruin the land on our south slope..."

"What?"

Ling Tianxiong changed color and his face turned gloomy like rain.

The Ling family is not as good as before. Not only is it prosperous and wealthy, but it is even about to reach a state of inability to eat.

The main income of the family depends on farming and producing grain to meet the needs of the tribe.

However, farming is extremely hard, but the heavens are not good. Even though they are in the mountains, they also encounter severe droughts. Several pieces of land in the Ling family have reduced their output in large quantities.

Even the core children, while practicing martial arts, have to carry water and fertilize to support their families’ grain production.

Only the land on the south slope is not affected by the disaster because it is close to the water source, and is also the most important granary of the Ling family.

Whether the tribe members can fill their stomachs depends entirely on this. I heard that they were ruined, so why did Ling Tianxiong not rush: "Take me there."

Just after taking two steps, I seemed to think of something again: "Ling Feng, Ling Yu, you go find the clan leader."

"yes!"

In the square formation, a man and a woman came out, both of whom were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there was a bit similar between their eyebrows. They should be like a brother and sister, leaving the school ground and running towards the backyard.

...

"Where am I?"

Ling Xian woke up from his dream and looked around in a daze, but was surprised to find that this was no longer the back mountain of the school, but an quaint room.

The furnishings of the furniture are extremely exquisite. Although they are already very dilapidated, they still exude a grand pattern.

He wanted to hold it up from the bed, but the sky was spinning. A lot of memories poured into his mind like a flood breaking the dam.

"ah……"

Ling Xian roared and lay down again, trembling all over. After a while, he finally calmed down.

But his eyes became extremely complicated, and he finally sorted out the memory that should not belong to him.

"This is not the earth. I didn't expect that I would be hit by the legendary meteor. If I had bought a lottery ticket, I would have become a rich man." Ling Xian's expression was self-deprecating.

"This young man, who is also called Ling Xian, died in his sleep because his father was overly sad because he suffered an accident and was occupied by himself. This is a coincidence."

"Hey, this world..."

Ling Xian sorted out his memories and found that there were too many differences between this world and the earth. There was no technology, but martial arts was extremely prosperous. If you must say that it was somewhat similar to ancient times, but it was even more bizarre. Not only did it have various unimaginable monsters, but it also had the saying of a celestial immortal ascendant in the sun.

A cultivator!

Ling Xian muttered silently.

Unfortunately, this kind of magical existence is rare, but the magic of martial arts is also breathtaking.

The family I am in was once the most prominent family in the world, but unfortunately things change quickly, but now they are so depressed that they can't afford to eat.

He just turned 17 this year, and his father passed away, but he was hurriedly pushed to the position of patriarch.

Ling Xian’s biggest wish is to be able to practice to the fourth level of the Body Refining Stage, be a third-rate master, and serve the court. In this way, although he cannot shine his ancestors and revitalize his family, the seventh-rank winning over the general’s salary can also make everyone in the tribe have a full meal.

What a humble requirement for the first family, but now it has become an almost impossible task.
Chapter completed!