Chapter 1

Heiyuan city is a small town pool in the vast Beiyuan area.

Although this small town is located in a corner, it also has millions of people, including a large number of monks and countless forces. Even at night, it is busy and brightly lit.

Towards the evening, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and there was a dull thunder in the distance. The warm water vapor rippled in the air. It didn't take long for lightning and thunder to start.

In the sky, countless thunderbolts shook wildly. Thunder snakes seemed to tear the sky, pouring rain and pouring down like waterfalls.

In this weather, a 16-year-old boy ran out of the city. The boy was not tall, thin and pale in the rain. Despite the pouring rain in the sky, he ran out of the city to a valley thirty miles away.

The young man was obviously not an ordinary person. He walked several meters at a time and was very fast. He broke into the valley in less than half an hour and didn't stop until he ran to a towering ancient tree.

"Ah!"

The boy suddenly roared, roared up to the sky, looked sad and angry, and then swung his fist and beat the tree in front of him.

In front of the towering ancient tree, several people hugged it. Under such a strong wind, the tree body almost stood still. Soon, the boy's fist began to flow out of blood, but the boy didn't seem to feel pain and was still desperately waving his fist at the tree.

"Why, why." The boy roared up to the sky.

Click! Click! Click!

Thick thunder snakes constantly tear the sky, as if to destroy the earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The boy seemed to be crazy. He roared and waved his fist wildly. Blood mixed with rain flowed down his arms and fell to the ground.

"Why should I suffer so much? Why should I encounter all kinds of oppression? I'm unwilling. God, tell me why?" After hundreds of punches, the boy finally stopped and roared up, but the voice soon disappeared under Tianwei.

Click!

At this time, a huge lightning fell from the sky. It was 100 feet long and the water tank was thick and thin. It seemed that the ancient dragon wanted to destroy the earth and split directly on the ancient tree.

With a loud noise, the ancient trees held by several people turned into ashes. The young man stared at all this. His mind was buzzing, his blood was boiling, and his eyes were black. Just now, even the towering ancient trees that have grown for many years under Tianwei were ashes. The young man was lucky to be safe, but he was almost scared silly.

Just when the young man was in a daze, another lightning fell. This lightning was thicker than the one just now, shining and bright, which contained the smell of destruction. This thick lightning was accurately split against the young man. The young man looked at the approaching lightning in horror, but it was impossible to escape. Let this lightning strike on himself.

"Ah."

The boy just had time to shout, and then he fell to the ground with a "pop", his eyes closed and fainted.

If someone else is here, you must be surprised, because the thunder and lightning just now can break a small mountain, but it falls on the boy and disappears. It's like disappearing out of thin air and not appearing at all.

At this time, the boy was dizzy, and he thought he would die. He didn't know that the lightning would disappear when it hit him.

Just now, at the moment when the huge lightning fell on the boy, a strong suction suddenly appeared in the boy's chest and easily swallowed the lightning. It was like an insignificant stream flowing into an endless sea without even turning up a spray. It was strange that after the lightning disappeared, the whole sky slowly recovered calm and the lightning disappeared, Only the heavy rain kept rolling down.

The boy lay flat on the puddle, and there was more and more rain around. At this time, a soft light spread from the boy's chest, which projected a trace of green light, and soon wrapped the boy, just like a light mask to keep the surrounding rain out.

The confused pictures in the mind of the dizzy teenager flashed continuously, most of which were all the experiences of the teenager since childhood.

In the youth's memory, he was a wandering orphan from childhood. He was thin, begged everywhere, beaten, bitten by dogs, ate thousands of meals and wandered aimlessly. He was taken in by an old man at the age of ten. The old man was a monk, brought himself to a sect and named himself Chen Feng.

I changed from a beggar to a friar. I thought I could change everything. Unexpectedly, I was still bullied. I had no talent for cultivation. I had just started to practice for six years. I was ridiculed and looked down upon by my classmates. Especially after the old friar died, the sect treated myself as a waste, Even the pills and other materials for cultivation were no longer given to him. The reason why he ran out this time was that he learned that the old Friar's death was unclear. He wanted to ask the senior level for clarification, but he was beaten up.

These fragments occupied his whole mind, but soon the scene changed. Chen Feng saw a thick lightning splitting at him. The lightning was enough to split himself into ashes, but he didn't go into his chest and disappeared.

This time, Chen Feng could see clearly. Pictures seemed to slow down deliberately in his mind. The lightning that could break the earth fell on the small tower in front of his chest and disappeared, or it should be said that the lightning was absorbed by the small tower in front of his chest.

This is a very humble tower, only one inch high, dark yellow, nine floors, angular, covered with dense gaps, even the things picked out from the garbage are much better than this.

In Chen Feng's memory, this small tower has been hung on his chest. It is the only external object on Chen Feng. It can be said that it is Chen Feng's most precious thing. Although it is very shabby, Chen Feng has never thought of throwing it away.

But today, it is this humble little broken tower that absorbs such a thick lightning.

"Magic weapon, is this the legendary magic weapon?" Chen Feng thought in shock, but soon his mind was in chaos. Chen Feng didn't see any of the clips this time. He just felt extremely confused, strange and uncomfortable. It was like he had a high fever in the past. They were all chaotic clips he had never seen or heard of.

Suddenly, the small tower was shocked violently, ejected a green air flow, and then disappeared into Chen Feng's body.

After the gas entered Chen Feng's body, it began to run along the meridians. There was a small amount of genuine Qi in the Chan Feng meridians. But after being exposed to the green air, it was cleanly dispersed. Only some of its essence was absorbed and engulfed into the green air.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

The turquoise air flow is extremely strong, just like a violent dragon. The blocked acupoints and meridians in Chen Feng's body have been washed away one after another. With the operation of this air flow, Chen Feng's meridians are also expanding, and the bones of his whole body are constantly exploding, blood boiling and bone marrow transformation, which is like reborn.

The rainstorm stopped, the sky brightened, and the night soon passed. If Chen Feng hadn't been shrouded in a mysterious mask, he might have been drowned by the surrounding rain and suffocated.

Chen Feng didn't wake up until the fourth morning. Fortunately, no one and wild animals came to this valley, otherwise Chen Feng in a coma would become the food of wild animals.

"Hoo, what's going on?" Chen Feng stood up vaguely. At this time, the light mask around him had already disappeared, the surrounding rain had sunk, the sky cleared up, and wisps of sunshine fell on his face. He only felt extremely warm. The surrounding birds and flowers were fragrant, a peaceful atmosphere, and there was no violent weather before coma.

"Little Tower!"

Chen Feng exclaimed and directly picked up the small tower in front of his chest. It was still ordinary, broken and quiet. There was no change. Chen Feng looked over and over for a long time and didn't see anything unusual.

"Is this really a magic weapon? It's a pity that I haven't cultivated divine consciousness and can't check it in detail." Chen Feng shook his head. As soon as he took a step, he was stunned. There was a look of disbelief in his eyes. Then when he moved in his heart, he felt the real Qi surging in his body, the blood rolling all over his body, and the roar came out of his body.

"Qi follows the heart, Qi and blood are full, and muscles and bones roar. This is clearly the realm of practicing Qi and forging body. Did I break through in my coma?" Chen Feng can't believe it.

So Chen Feng used the skills he usually practiced. With every move, the real Qi in his body kept flowing like a spirit snake. Many closed acupoints and meridians in his body were opened up. The filling degree of real Qi was ten times higher than before. At the same time, the blood was boiling and rolling. There was a constant roar in his body. Finally, Chen Feng punched a big tree and the big tree they hugged shook, An inch deep fist print appeared on the tree.

"Sure enough, it broke through the triple sky." Chen Feng looked at the fist print in front of him and said in surprise.

Chen Feng's regional cultivation system is: practice air forging body and nine days.

One day "beating and boiling the flesh" is also a compulsory process for all monks and the basis for entry.

The double heaven "gestates true Qi" is also a sign on the cultivation path of all monks. If you can't cultivate true Qi, nine times out of ten, this person will be a loser.

Triple heaven "forging bones and training marrow, muscles and bones roar" is also Chen Feng's current level. His body is full of vitality and strong.

Sichongtian "condenses the internal organs" to strengthen and nourish the internal organs, make the flesh more alive and develop the hidden potential and strength of the flesh.

All meridians of wuchongtian are connected. This is also a watershed in the process of practicing Qi forging. Only in the past can we be regarded as a person.

The "vigorous Qi" in the six heavy heaven condenses the true Qi, and its power increases sharply.

Qi from qichongtian's "Qi shaping" cultivation can condense various forms, kill with weapons and glide with wings.

The "true Qi" of the eight heavy heaven is released, killing people a hundred steps away.

Jiuchongtian "Qi and blood all over the body impact the sea"

It is said that if a monk can break through the nine levels, he can enter the secret realm stage. When he reaches the secret realm, he can open up the sea, stimulate all kinds of hidden secrets and powers in the depths of his body, use magic weapons, fly in the air, change his bones, increase his longevity, and cultivate all kinds of magical powers and secrets. Of course, these are not what Chen Feng can contact and expect. Even Chen Feng's sect doesn't know if there is such a person. At this level, all the friars in the period of Qi forging become mole ants. They can kill them with a wave. In places like heiyuan City, they are really superior and become an overlord and invincible person.

"Is it because of the small tower that I broke through the triple heaven of practicing Qi and forging body, and I feel that the real Qi in my body is a little strange, as if it is full of strong vitality. The body should be much stronger than the monks in the same level, and it seems to be more tenacious. Is this because the small tower absorbs lightning?" Chen Feng couldn't understand it.

"I don't want to. Anyway, I'm making great progress now. This is a good thing. Hum, when my strength comes up, I'll find out the cause of the old man's death." Chen Feng thought that there was a trace of light in his eyes. The old friar was the first person who was good to himself. Now he died indistinctly. He had the strength to find out the truth and take revenge. Then he spread his body method, took a few meters step by step and returned to heiyuan City.