Chapter 1: Lianyun Eighteen Fort

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In the 8th year of the Xiwu calendar, when the times were chaotic, the human life was like a mustard, and the king was separated. Emperor Mingwu enthroned, repressed the three rebel squadrons, murdered Yingye, and Yuzhong was one of the Qing.
Donglin County in the middle of the Seibu Empire, deep in the Lianyun Mountains, towering trees, steep and steep mountains, deep forests, and 18 rock-built fortresses. These fortresses stand tall and do not know the former people. How much energy was used to move a piece of boulder from the outside to build these majestic buildings.
Eighteen castles, each of which is home to a group of people of the same ancestry, known as Lianyun Eighteen Fort, is a small and famous force in Donglin County.
Ye Jiabao played the battlefield.
The morning sun is projected through the gap between the two mountains in the distance. It is just dawning, and it is already crowded.
"Wuwu Road, Qin can make up, the morning sun rises, it is the most active day in the day, if you practice hard at this time, you can get twice the result with half the effort." A strong middle-aged man is teaching one Helping teenagers to practice martial arts, Ye Jiabao is home to thousands of leaf family members. There are also two or three hundred teenagers who are suitable for practicing martial arts from the age of ten to eighteen.
These teenagers stand in a square array, practice boxing, and the fists are crisp and neat.
"Do not move like a mountain, move like a thunder. To defeat the enemy, the first word is to be fast, the world of martial arts, but not to break. Our Ye family's martial arts, pay attention to it, is the word fast!"
The middle-aged man practiced a set of boxing methods, and he was born with a sneak peek. When he punched, he was faintly carrying the sound of the thunder. This is the home of the Ye family. The unique boxing method is matched with the thundering inner strength of the Ye family. Wei Meng is known.
The hunting and hunting style brought by Lei Ming’s internal strength, which made these teenagers’ cheeks hurt, like a knife cut, they all quit two feet away.
"Three uncles are amazing!"
"That is of course, San Shu is now the third person of Ye Family, and his strength is second only to his family and law enforcement." They all cast a reverent look at the middle-aged.
This middle-aged man is called Ye Zhanxiong, who is responsible for teaching the family's descendants, and has a high reputation among the family.
The teenagers on the field burst into a burst of cheers, and Ye Zhanxiong’s wonderful boxing method made the teenagers dazzled.
The crowd is about a hundred feet away. A young man is sitting on a stone in the corner of the martial arts field. He closes his eyes and sits like a statue of Buddha. The morning sun shines on him, but he does not enter his heart.
He is only seventeen or eight years old, his body is long, his facial features are like a knife, his long eyebrows are like a sword, his nose is like a duck, and his hair is booming. However, his look between the eyebrows has a calm and concentration that is not consistent with his age. The young boy is named Ye Chen.
I don't know that it is already the first time. Whenever he breathes in according to the method of thunder and inner strength, the mysterious air that gathers quickly disappears in the broken meridians, and his body can't save any mystery.
The two family children walked by and saw Ye Chen, who was sitting still, showing a look of disdain and disdain.
"He has tried his best to condense his mystery, and he still pretends here every day."
"Losing him to use so many medicinal herbs every day, if those medicinal drugs are given to other people, I don't know how many family cultivators can be trained, and he is fed to the dog's stomach. If I am him, I have long been Jumping into the river is self-sufficient, and there is still a face to live."
"Small, he is the son of the patriarch after all."
"What happened to the son of the patriarch, and our Ye Jiazi ancestors have always been noble, and he is a little more expensive!"
The two family children deliberately said loudly, and fell in Ye Chen’s ear. Ye Chen closed his eyes and turned a deaf ear. He endured hard and laughed at himself. If he changed himself to his former self, he would definitely rush. I played with them, but now he has learned to be patient. Now, he is just a waste person, not the opponent of these two people.
In the past, Ye Chen, at the age of 12, reached the fifth stage of Xuanqi. At the age of thirteen, he reached the sixth stage of Xuanqi. At the age of fourteen, he reached the sixth stage of Xuanqi. He was the first master of the younger generation of Yejiabao. Ye Jiabao has a rare genius in a hundred years. Later, in a family mission, Ye Chen and five younger generations of the family entered the depths of the Lianyun Mountains to hunt the monsters. The result was ambushed, and the five young family masters were wiped out. Those enemies seemed to be deliberately torturing Ye Chen, and his meridians were exhausted. Although they were saved by the tribes, from then on, Ye Chen became a waste.
In the Seibu Empire, the strength is respected, and those without strength can only be bullied. If it is not because the morning is full of energy, it is most suitable to restore the meridians, he is not willing to come to such a crowded place.
"It has been three years since I turned my eyes. I am afraid that my meridians will no longer heal." Ye Chen has a deep unwillingness in his heart. He is not willing to become a waste person.
Ye Chen continued to try to condense Xuanqi, but there is no doubt that it still failed. The broken meridians in the body, like the dead wood that was hollowed out by insects, did not have a trace of vitality.
He sat on the stone, as the old man settled, sinking his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness. In the sea of ​​consciousness, an image of a flying knife emerges. This flying knife is blood red, thin like a flap, and crystal clear. Because of the existence of this flying knife, there are always some hopes in his heart that have not completely shattered.
Ye Chen was just an ordinary ordinary person. He accidentally found this flying knife and crossed the world.
So far he still doesn't know what the role of the flying knife is. Whenever his mind sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness, he will find that it is so quietly suspended in consciousness. No matter what method Ye Chen uses, he can't touch it.
For three years, from the peak of the fall, the average person can not bear such a gap, but Ye Chen still relies on his strong character, in the ridicule of countless people, and stole it. In the past three years, Ye Chen has smoothed down. The edges and corners of the body have become much calmer.
Ye Chenyun thundered the inner strength, a hint of heat in the lower abdomen, a mysterious condensed up, slowly running along the meridians, but each time running to the broken meridians, these mysterious gas will quickly scatter, It didn't take long for the mysterious gas that was finally condensed to be ruined.
"Damn, why can't you get rid of it!" Ye Chen slammed his fist on the stone, and the blood on his fist oozes red blood. Only severe pain can alleviate the inner depression and pain. Is he destined to be a life in this life? Is it a waste?
When the strength of the previous peak, he broke through one after another at a very amazing speed, the body is like a whirlpool, madly absorb the aura of the outside world, quickly transform into a mysterious, the sixth-order peak, his mysterious strength Can even compete with the seventh-order master. Now, his body wants to save even a trace of mystery, it has become extremely difficult.
Ye Chen has only calmed down the depressed mood for a long time. He has no retreat. If he gives up, he will be a waste person in his life!
As usual, sink your heart and continue to condense the mystery. About a column of fragrant martial arts, the break of the meridians has a slight sense of temperament, but it is extremely subtle and will disappear at any time.
Ye Chen slammed and ran a trace of sweat on his forehead. Finally, those temperament slowly condensed into a trickle, centering on the small belly, and moving upwards, but each time a small distance, these Xuanqi will lose a few points, and it will be lost.
Never fail!
The mysterious gas that was finally condensed is about to collapse. Ye Chen seems to feel some kind of strange call. The heart suddenly calms down and enters a strange realm. The heart seems to have a breeze blowing, the air is clear, there is no dust. Read.
Ye Chen’s mind once again showed the shape of the flying knife, and the flap-like blade suddenly gave off a strange humming sound.
This flying knife contains some strange power, so that Ye Chen wants to find out. It brought itself to the world, and I don’t know what secrets there are in the knife.
In recent times, flying knives often vibrate regularly, and the frequency of vibration is very frequent.
Ye Chen desperately extended his own ideas, want to touch the flying knife, want to try to see if you can spur the flying knife.
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in my mind. Ye Chen’s eardrum kept vibrating, just like something blasted in my mind. A huge force burst out from the flying knife, like a raging The flood, rushing along the broken meridians, the mysterious air that Ye Chen couldn't easily condense, was instantly dispersed.
Ye Chen was horrified to find that this power was completely out of control. He quickly pulled his mind back, and that power disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.
"what happened?"
Ye Chen opened his eyes, the body collapsed in general, without a little strength, he gasped with a big mouth, looked at the body, the broken meridians still did not improve.
The flying knife hovered quietly in his mind. The power just had some similarities with Xuanqi, but it seemed to be more powerful and it was mysterious.
Ye Chen suddenly felt itchy on his hands and looked down. He was surprised to find that his hands were covered with a thin layer of dander, and the dandruff was rubbed off, and his hands were like a reborn. Crystal clear, bright red and pink, like a newborn baby.
"I didn't expect it to just trigger the power of the flying knife, but it has such an effect."
Ye Chen’s heart is slightly stunned. This flying knife is really amazing. He wants to continue to explore it in depth, but if he thinks about it, he will wait until the night is quiet.
After teaching a group of children, Ye Zhanxiong held his hand and his eyes swept over a group of teenagers who resumed morning exercises. They fell on Ye Chen in the corner of the martial arts field. They couldn’t help but sigh with a sigh, and they looked very sad. If Ye Chen did not encounter an ambush, Nowadays, it may have been above him and become the first genius of the younger generation of the family. In the future, he can take on the responsibility of guarding the family, but unfortunately, he is talented.
In fact, Ye Chen’s personality, he still likes it a lot. In the past few years, his character has been a lot of stability. If it is not the meridian, it will become a big weapon in the future. People are elusive.
Silence for a moment, Ye Zhanxiong went to Ye Chen.
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