Chapter 1 Breakthrough
Lieyang Leifu, located in Huoyuan Prefecture, one of the three major states of the Chiyan Dynasty, is second to none in Lieyang Town. Every few days, someone will take the captive combat slaves in the house to the border peak valley dozens of miles away.
In the border peak valley, there is a huge youth blood skill arena, which is a special arena for fighting slaves under the age of 16 and a place for rich people hundreds of miles to gamble and entertain.
Pingjiang and several handymen mowed the lawn in the front yard of Leifu, looking anxiously at the sunset from time to time, counting the time.
"3033, what are you doing? Are you waiting for the fourth lady?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If you are heard by the master, your tongue will not be guaranteed." Although Pingjiang was used to being teased, his face was still a little ugly and he shouted at the handyman.
In the Lei family, most of the children are ownerless. The number has been installed since childhood, and the original name is not allowed to be used again. Many people don't even remember their previous names.
"3033 is in a bad mood. Don't talk nonsense and work!" The miscellaneous servants wanted to see the fun, but when they heard this, they stretched out their tongues and buried their heads to continue to do things. They all know that Pingjiang is very honest, and it is not an exaggerate to say that he is dull. Therefore, it doesn't matter that he is often joked and occasionally takes advantage of him in the family's handymen.
Until one time, a family man who began to be favored in the Lei family splashed a pot of dilled brine on Pingjiang's head when he got up late on a cold day. Originally, the family only wanted to show his legitimate pet and wanted to find a cowardly handyman Liwei, but he was suddenly beaten half to death by Pingjiang, who seemed to be crazy. The people who came up to help the family were also beaten. At that time, the handyman lay down in the courtyard, which surprised the owner of the Lei family who came in a hurry.
This uproar made Pingjiang severely beaten, but it also made many fewer people who dared to bully him without scruples. After that, even if the domestic servants joked, they restrained.
"Why is it so late today? Is there something wrong with the arena?" Dinner time has passed. Pingjiang saw that after a while, he had to rush back to the hospital to rest, and his face was even more anxious.
"3033, what are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, go back to the hospital.
From the front hall, many people suddenly came out, and almost all the people in charge of the Lei family were there. One of them saw Pingjiang wandering in the front yard and couldn't help scolding.
"Finally back!" Pingjiang breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that these people were in a hurry and excited to meet them, they must have come back from the arena, and the Lei family obviously won this time.
"Forget it, since you are here, come and help carry the mad dog back to the side hospital."
Pingjiang hurriedly answered. The strong and black-faced old man is Lei Biao, the head of the Lei family, who is now a golden figure in Lieyang Town.
Pingjiang quickly walked a few steps quickly, followed the Lei family, walked out of the gate of Leifu, and rushed to the entrance of Lieyang Town.
"Lei Meng's nephew, you did a good job this time, haha..." Lei Biao was still far away from the front team and shouted with laughter.
Lei Meng, who returned from leading the team, hurriedly hit the horse and ran to Lei Biao. He turned over and jumped off the horse. He bowed slightly to Lei Biao and smiled, "Fortunately, it's not to be humiliated."
Lei Biao patted Lei's shoulder and said, "The Lei family really depends on you this time. I'm always stupid to oppose you before. You won't blame uncle, will you?"
Pingjiang frowned anxiously in the slowly approaching team. When he saw the mad dog lying in the carriage with blood and could hardly notice his breath, he frowned tightly.
At this time, Lei Meng smiled and bowed again and said, "Uncle said seriously. As the head of the Lei family, you naturally consider more things and should be safer. How dare you blame your uncle? It was my nephew who was single-handed and succeeded thanks to the blessing of his ancestors. However, this time, it can only solve the urgent need, I'm afraid..."
"Okay, okay, it's good if you think so," Lei Biao nodded to Lei Meng with relief. "You have done a good job. Naturally, someone will do the rest, and you don't have to take this burden on you. And I will completely report this matter to the clan. As for whether you can enter the Lei family tree, it's up to you.
"Thank you, uncle. My nephew will definitely do his best."
Pingjiang was looking at Lei Meng when he was suddenly shocked by his eyes and felt a chill. Lei Meng's eyes were full of the smell of madness.
Hearing Lei Biao's words, a group of old and young people behind Lei Biao's eyes changed. They were excited, envious, jealous, gloomy and diverse.
A group of people walked to the Lei's mansion, but for the mad dog, the hero of the great victory, only a few people glanced curiously, but more seemed to have seen this person at all. Pingjiang had rushed to the carriage and gently tested it. He knew that the mad dog had lost too much blood, but his life was nothing serious, so he was relieved. He gave a thumbs up to the mad dog who tried to open his eyes.
The mad dog blinked weakly, moved the corners of its mouth and wanted to laugh, but touched the wound, with a painful look on his face, and was scolded by Pingjiang.
The Lei family held a banquet to celebrate in the evening, and the mad dog was carried back to the rest of the courtyard by Pingjiang and several family members.
"You are really miserable in this battle! Still laughing, if you lose a little more blood, you will die."
Pingjiang has seen today's mad dog's opponent, a fighting slave named Blood Snake. That guy is really difficult to deal with. He is very powerful, and the disadvantage is that his speed is average. Even so, there is still little hope of winning with the methods he taught the mad dog.
More than a dozen wounds the size of the mad dog also proved this. Fortunately, he tried his best to avoid the key points, so there were no fatal injuries. Pingjiang picked up the wound medicine on the table, applied it to the mad dog, and wrapped the deep part of the wound in gauze. Seeing that the mad dog's breathing calmed down, he got up and walked out.
Since the mad dog wins, even if the blood snake does not die, I'm afraid it will be abolished. In that bloody and cold-blooded arena, life becomes extremely small and fragile. Even if you can win today, who can guarantee that you can stand and walk down every time?
Strength, in this world where strength is everything, only by constantly improving your strength can you have more hope of living. Back to his residence, Pingjiang sat back to himself** and practiced his inner breath.
The other handymen in the room chatted and continued to fight, as if they had not seen Pingjiang practicing. A few years ago. When Pingjiang began to practice, they would still make fun of it. But now they have long been used to it. I'm afraid that if Pingjiang suddenly does not meditate, it will make them feel incredible.
The internal interest of Pingjiang stopped growing two months ago, and suddenly there was a slight fluctuation in the afternoon. Let him know that he can finally hit the state of condensation. It's just that I was worried about the mad dog at that time, and the time was not right. Now I have time to explore my inner breath.
From the successful cultivation of internal breath in the body, Pingjiang has spent five or six years in the realm of cultivating Qi. Judging from time, his qualifications are really excellent. He is one of the most ordinary among the countless practitioners in the mainland, which is also one of the reasons why many domestic servants make fun of him from time to time.
"Finally, we have entered the third layer, the realm of condensation." Pingjiang was not discouraged. He cheered himself up, carried out his skills, and carefully condensed the inner breath in the Danhai Sea.