As night fell, there was no lit oil lamp in the simple room with a wooden table and a single bed, and it was pitch black all around.

In this quiet darkness, Chen Yu sat cross-legged on the mat, his eyes closed, his thumb and index finger were gently pinched, and he put it on his knees, breathing slowly and evenly.

No matter what situation he faces or how many setbacks he encounters, he never wasted his time, relaxed and practiced day after day.

"The skill of career is diligent and wasteful, and the action is accomplished and the thought is destroyed and the follower."

Even today, even in the meridians that are as smooth as the great road, he still cannot feel any soul power, and he still refuses to give up.

"What's going on? It's still the same. It's like there's an unfilled bottomless hole in my body, absorbing all the soul power."

His brows became tighter and tighter, and his heart was filled with doubts.

"Why is there no change?"

Out of reluctance, Chen Yu gritted his teeth and continued to try again, absorbing the power of the martial soul without hesitation.

Time is like flowing water, flowing quietly in the room.

After a stick of incense, a sigh rang out again in the dark room.

Chen Yu shook his head helplessly, clenching his fists unwillingly, "There is no change at all. As long as a trace of soul power appears, it will be absorbed immediately. Not only is the meridians empty, but even the dantian is empty. Can such a self be considered a martial arts practitioner?"

Opening his eyes, his face turned pale, he looked up at the dark beam of the room, and thought depressedly about the current situation.

The power of martial soul is the foundation of every martial arts practitioner. A towering building starts from the ground. If a person does not have the power of martial soul, it is equivalent to losing the lowest foundation. It is almost impossible to further practice.

Most people who can practice will awaken this kind of power in their bodies at around fifteen years old, slowly condense into their dantian, unblock the meridians and nourish the internal organs. As their soul power continues to increase and with considerable martial arts skills, they can surpass the ordinary and embark on a completely different way of martial arts practice than ordinary life.

The way to practice martial arts is to make the roads go up and the road ahead is long. After the power of martial souls awakens, the first level you enter, that is, the lowest level of cultivators, is called martial artists.

Just a martial artist, an apprentice in martial arts practice, has just entered the martial arts practice, but even so, three or five ordinary strong men are completely unable to fight.

Going further up, there are more powerful warriors, martial artists, and Wuzong...

Each different level is divided into one to nine levels, which distinguishes the different strengths and strengths of martial artists of the same level.

It can be said that in the Tianyu Continent where the strong are scattered, the strength of an individual not only determines the treatment one receives, but also determines the direction of a country's destiny.

Three years ago, the main reason why I was considered a genius was that I awakened the power of martial soul at the age of twelve. Just one year later, at the age of thirteen, I had reached the third level of a martial artist. Such strength and talent were naturally unparalleled in the eyes of remote Tongxi Village villagers, and it can be said that it was unprecedented. Because of this, it successfully attracted the attention of the Lingjian Sect, and thus obtained a test-free card specially given by the sect to attract himself.

"Then, why can't I condense the power of martial souls again after I traveled through time?" He pondered in confusion.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye. Not only did I fail to make any progress, but I also lost all my soul power and my dantian was empty.

Something must have been wrong!

However, where is the problem? Chen Yu has not been able to find the answer yet.

In two months, it will be the day to take a test card and go to Lingjianmen to report.

Lingjianmen, a place of cultivation that many young people in Tongxi Village dream of and yearn for. They must seize this rare opportunity and change their destiny!

However, at that time, it will be difficult to hide your soul power.

Then, how should I deal with it?

Chen Yu felt a little headache, "Oh, it would be useless to think about it more. Now he can only take one step at a time."

Retracting his slightly restless mood, he closed his eyes gently, straightened his back and sat cross-legged, and continued his extremely difficult practice...

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At noon on the second day, the wind was clear and the air was floating in the sky with layers of fish-scale white clouds.

Chen Yu was alone outside the wall, scooping up clear water from the wooden barrel and watering the flowers left by his mother during his lifetime.

This warm and sunny season is when flowers bloom. The walls covered with morning glory, brutus, and eternal chrysanthemums are like a flower wall, a colorful and fragrant fragrance.

My mother has always been a flower lover. In her spare time in her farming, she always likes to stand by the wall and enjoys taking care of these beloved flowers. Now, Chen Yu is the only one left here, so he naturally cannot let the flowers that my mother loves wither. From time to time, she will spend some time to water them carefully and prune the branches and leaves.

What my mother left is naturally precious!

"Hiss", took a deep breath, and the person who watered the flowers felt the fragrance around him, and suddenly felt refreshed. A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, revealing an intoxicating look. "My mother will definitely feel very happy when she sees these flowers blooming so brilliantly in the sky."

In the fragrance of flowers, a sudden sound of firecrackers came from his ears. He was startled and turned to look, thinking, "Who is the family doing the wedding?"

I saw that the only bumpy road in the village was surrounded by villagers on both sides, and I didn’t know what I was looking at. Everyone looked at the other end of the road with curiosity and expectation on their faces.

Soon, a carriage with two maroon horses as the carriage, passed through the swelling white smoke rising after the firecrackers exploded, appeared in front of everyone, and then stopped in front of the stone steps in front of the village chief’s house.

Chen Yu had never seen the gorgeousness of this carriage. It was not only the two horses that looked extremely agile, but also the pearl-like transparent curtains hanging around the carriage, nor were they items that ordinary people could find in their homes.

"This is definitely not a person from Tongxi Village."

On the stone steps at the door, the village chief Chen Liuhong was wearing a black robe and his face was full of flattery. He had already brought his son Chen Huokun and a group of relatives and friends, standing respectfully at the door waiting.

Each of them had a red face and was dressed neatly, which was a little more grand than during the Chinese New Year.

After the carriage stopped, the royal blue and beautiful curtains on the carriage were gently lifted up. A woman wearing a jade butterfly hairpin on her head walked out of the carriage at about twenty years old.

She was wearing a long pink dress with a long pink and white belt wrapped around her waist, her long hair curled up, and a kind of arrogant arrogance appeared between her eyebrows.

The moment she opened the curtain, her narrow and long phoenix eyes glanced at the villagers watching the fun near the road, as if she was afraid that her eyes would be dirty. She immediately rolled her eyes. She felt unhappy. So many vulgar people were surrounding her here. Could she be a monkey locked in a cage and let everyone watch it at will?

The onlookers were not so careful and realized her disgusted thoughts.

A young woman holding a child asked other villagers with envy: "Is this the master invited by the village chief from Lingjian Gate? It's really exactly the same as the fairy!"

Someone also asked: "Is there something wrong with the village chief's family? That's why I asked Lingjian Sect to help?"

"Aunt, you don't know this," a young man wearing a tattered straw hat shook his head and explained to everyone. "That day, Chen Huokun told us at the entrance of the village that he wanted to invite a senior sister from Lingjianmen to come to his home to play for several days to see the rural scenery. You must know that for those who live in the sect, the rural scenery is also unique. Moreover, I tell you that this disciple of Lingjianmen is also related to the village chief's family."

"It's amazing to have a relationship."

"Yes," the young man continued, "I heard that Chen Huokun already recognized her as his godsister."

After hearing what he said, everyone took a breath. What a blessing. It is to be able to get into a sibling relationship with the disciples of the Lingjian Sect. It seems that Chen Huokun's life in the future is destined to be prosperous. Thinking of this, everyone's eyes became more envious.

"Sister Bingying, you have been working hard all the way. Thank you for your hard work. Please don't be surprised if you don't have any care in the small place." Chen Huokun's face was full of spring breeze, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was hard to close. He stepped forward and bowed his waist, and kept greeting the distinguished guest with his hands.

Li Bingying, the disciple of the sword spirits, spent all his father's savings and made friends for more than ten years, and then recognized this sister, but he was a bridge with an extremely important future. Of course, he did not dare to neglect at all.

Li Bingying got off the carriage and moved her jade steps lightly, but she had not yet made a reply.

The village chief Chen Liuhong came up with a smile on his face, and gently bowed his waist and said, "The visitor of Lingjian Sect is here in person, which really makes my Chen family lucky for three lives, and it is full of glory."

"Yes, please sit in there quickly." Other relatives and friends around you warmly invited me.

However, facing everyone's diligent welcome, Li Bingying stood on the steps at the door, not moving at all, and did not move forward for a long time.

Just as everyone was puzzled, she suddenly raised her long sleeves gently, frowned slightly, covering the tip of her nose, and then looked around each other, as if she was looking for something.

"this..."

Chen Huokun's face looked ugly at the moment. Could it be that this disciple of the sword spirits disliked the smell of the countryside and could not bear it for a while, so he reacted like this? Although he thought so in his heart, the smile on his face was restrained.

Seeing Li Bingying like this, Chen Huokun didn't dare to ask what she was looking for, but instead looked extremely worried and said carelessly: "Sister, do you feel uncomfortable in your body?"

“Ah…sneezing…”

Gently rubbing the tip of his nose, Li Bingying said boredly, "Where did the flowers come from? I wonder if I have been allergic to pollen since I was a child?"

Although the sound was small, it was very important in everyone's hearts. Not only Chen Huokun's family, but also all other villagers, for a moment, all their eyes looked at Chen Yu's house near the back mountain. The walls there were flowers, colorful and fragrant.

Even a fool knows where the root cause of Li Bingying’s disgust is!

For everyone, this Lingjian disciple is a once-in-a-lifetime distinguished guest, and he is hard to come by. If you are lucky, if you have something to do with Chen Huokun, just one word from the other party, you may never have to work sweating profusely in your life.

For such people, we naturally try our best to curry favor with each other.

In an instant, Chen Yu seemed to have become a thorn in the eyes of all the villagers.

"Go and pull out these broken flowers and weeds immediately and throw them as far as I can." Chen Huokun shouted loudly, immediately summoning seven or eight people around him, and found hoes, sickles, hatchets and other tools from a small side room, carrying them on his shoulders, rushed towards Chen Yu's doorstep, and other villagers followed him, following last year with unhappiness. Today, these disasters that caused the disgust of the disciples of the Lingjian Sect must be eradicated! There is no second choice.

Standing under the wall in the distance, holding a wooden spoon in one hand, Chen Yu, who had not come to join in the fun before, saw Chen Huokun bringing all the villagers, suddenly, for some reason, ran over the other side of the road with various sharp weapons in his hand.

His face suddenly darkened, and a cold light flashed through his eyes.


Chapter completed!