Chapter 231 Changfeng Town, Wulin Post
time, half a month later.
Recently, there is only one month left before the Shengwu Conference. There are rumors that martial arts posts have been published, and martial arts practitioners have begun to compete with each other.
The martial arts post is the certificate to participate in the first round of the Holy Martial Arts Conference. The 50 martial artists selected first will have a certain advantage. After that, there will be people who attack the competition. Only when they can defend the competition can they have the opportunity to be selected by the Wanhuangmen.
Changfeng Town, a small town in nine counties in Zhongdu.
In a remote street and alley, a young man of about 10* years old stopped in a corner, with a little injury on his face, as if he had just been beaten.
"Mother, Xiaofeng is useless. He is 19 years old, but his cultivation is level four. The lowest cultivation of the disciples of the same generation in the family is the realm of martial arts. I'm really useless. It's really useless." The young man looked unwilling and angry, but tears had flowed down.
At the age of 19, he is a fourth-level martial artist, and the difference in qualifications is rare in the world.
"The power is weak, and the competition within the clan is at the bottom again, and I didn't even give me a piece of dragon soul fragrance. And those in the clan cultivate them as elites and cultivate them with good dragon soul incense. My strength without dragon soul incense will only get worse and worse. They are getting stronger and stronger, and the gap between them will become wider and wider. How can I compare with them like this?
The young man burst into tears.
"I respect the people in the clan so much, and I practice hard, but it's useless at all. If I don't have strength, no one can look at it. No matter how hard I try, it's useless." The young man's whole body trembled.
"Dad is strict with me, but I can't do anything about it. I train hard every day, but my qualifications are too far different. My muscles and veins are slender. How can I work hard? When can I turn over?"
The young man's face is depressing.
"Ancient style, ancient is a big surname. We are a big family in Changfeng Town. Such a brilliant surname has given me endless pressure. I'm so tired that I can't stand it anymore." Young people are ancient.
The ancient family is one of the two major families in Changfeng Town.
I don't know how many years the ancient family has been in operation. Naturally, there are many disciples in the clan, and the competition within the clan is also fierce, but the ancient style is the worst among the disciples in the clan.
General disciples of the clan, when they were 13 or 14 years old, had already been level 3 or 4 as martial arts apprentices. But he is 19 years old, and his cultivation is still at the fourth level of martial arts apprentices. The cultivation of disciples of his peers has entered the realm of martial arts. It can be seen that the difference in his qualifications does not need to say more.
"Dad has poor qualifications and has no status in the family, but he is very respectful to people. He once got a strong man of the King of Wu to help him reopen his veins, so that his cultivation has caught up with ordinary people, and now he is at the first level of Wuzong. But I'm also very respectful to people. Why didn't I meet a noble person to help me? Dad said that he had to bend down and speak respectfully when he met a senior master, but I couldn't stand it at all. As a warrior, how can I succumb to dignity?
The ancient style laughed at himself.
"Mother, I don't have the qualifications, no financial resources, and no strength to stand up straight. Am I dreaming?" The ancient words are full of sadness.
He has been too tired these years.
He is 19 years old, and he is a fourth-level martial artist. Such a cultivation will be laughed at when walking on the street. A teenager can defeat him. He lives like a waste.
Looked down upon by others, despised by family members, despised by brothers...
This kind of day is about to drive him crazy.
He also wants to be praised, respected and valued, but he has no strength or qualification. All these ideas are delusional.
In this continent where strength is respected, only the strong can enjoy these, which is a luxury for him.
Just now, he was bullied by the children of his same clan, but he didn't even have room to resist. He could only insult people like a dead dog.
Whenever he can't stand it, he will hide alone in the corner, because his mother was killed in the alley. His mother is very strong and has become a strong man of Wuzong at the age of 30. If his mother is still alive, his life may be better.
But... After all, it's just an illusion.
"Life still has to pass. I have to go back. Changfeng Town is so big that it can be found wherever I hide. I can only face the reality and go back to continue to practice."
Gu Feng has stood up and is ready to go back.
"Hey, little brother." A sound sounded.
The ancient style is in Changfeng Town, which belongs to the lowest level of people. How dare someone call him to stop? He then turned around, and the look on his face became friendly.
This is a way to live a good life without being bullied by some highly capable people.
The ancient style looks at the people carefully.
I only saw that the visitor was still dozens of meters away, but in the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man had come to him.
"It's so fast, it must be a master!" After living for so many years, the ancient style still has a little eyesight.
The comer is middle-aged, dressed in black, holding a folding fan, elegant, and the breath is like spring rain, which makes people feel very comfortable.
The person who came is Xiao Chen.
After more than half a month on his journey, he came to Changfeng Town and dressed up as a middle-aged man, which could at least hide the eyes and ears of people.
"Old style of the younger generation, meet the seniors." The ancient style immediately said respectfully.
Xiao Chen looked at the ancient style and nodded secretly. As soon as he scanned his consciousness, he found that the cultivation of the ancient style was only the fourth level of martial arts, and what was more strange was that his veins were extremely delicate.
If a normal person's veins refer to the thickness of his head, then he is simply a toothpick.
It is basically difficult to achieve something with such a thin vein.
This also reminded Xiao Chen of himself. When he didn't go through 'travel', he was also a waste of the family, and it seemed that he was not as good as the ancient style and had no cultivation at all.
"How old are you this year?" Xiao Chen asked with interest.
He wants to see how long the ancient style can have such cultivation and how long it will last.
"Nineteenth." The ancient style looks a little bitter.
19, martial arts level 4, such cultivation is really bad.
Xiao Chen also felt a little sad for him, but at present, he was not wasting time hiding in the ancient style. He shouted the ancient style and looked at the small Changfeng Town, as if there were many martial artists.
Look at most of the warriors, it seems that there are also people from other places, and they look flustered and full of vigilance. Along the way, he was even more because he had seen a big fight.
He couldn't help asking, "Little brother, why does this Changfeng Town seem to have more people all of a sudden? What's the reason?"
Gu Feng immediately replied respectfully, "It's because of the 'Wulin Post'. Recently, the Holy Martial Arts Conference is approaching, and Wanhuangmen has issued a martial arts post to select some scattered martial arts practitioners to prepare to participate in the Holy Martial Arts Conference. I heard that a post spread to Changfeng Town, and these warriors came for 'Wulin Post'.
The ancient style grew up in Changfeng Town, so he knew the news of the town quickly.
"So that's it." Xiao Chen immediately understood that he didn't expect that the rhythm before the start of the Shengwu Conference was already so tense. Just a martial arts post made trouble all over the city.
However, he is also interested in this martial arts post.
At present, he decided to stay in Changfeng Town for the time being and inquire about Wulin's post.
So Xiao Chen took out a top-quality dragon soul fragrance from the storage ring and said, "Gu Feng, I'm not familiar with Changfeng Town. Can you take me to find an inn first? This top-quality dragon soul incense can be regarded as revenge for you.
A piece of top-quality dragon soul incense?!
This may be nothing to Xiao Chen. He is pregnant with the secret land of King Wu and a lot of ten elixirs, which is nothing to him at all.
And in more than half a month, he has begun to be alchemy. After more than half a month of trial, he has finally achieved small success and can use some low-level materials to practice the top-quality dragon soul incense. He can also be said to be a junior alchemist now.
"The best dragon soul fragrance? Lead the way?" Gu Feng doubted whether his ears heard it wrong.
lead the way?
Can you lead the way with a top-quality dragon soul fragrance?
This is just like a meat bun falling from the sky.
The ancient style's eyes looking at the top dragon soul fragrance were suddenly full of color. He had never felt that the world was so cute before.
"Don't you want to?" Xiao Chen was born and asked.
"Ah, no, yes, of course the younger generation is willing." The ancient style is so excited that he is full of energy. He hasn't felt so good in the past 19 years.
"Senior, leading the way is just a small matter. It's not worth spending a piece of top-quality dragon soul incense. The younger generation is afraid of being ashamed of it." The ancient style said respectfully.
Xiao Chen saw that Gu Feng was so humble, but he was still a senior, but his face was a little hot.
He is only ten * years old, similar to the ancient style, but most of his appearance has become middle-aged. Now he is really not used to being called a senior.
"It's okay. Let you take it. This is also my first time to come to Changfeng Town. I'm not familiar with everything. I still need you to tell me. Take me to the stack first. Xiao Chen threw the top dragon soul fragrance over.
As a result of the ancient style, the dragon soul fragrance immediately said respectfully, "Please follow me."
Holding the top-quality dragon soul fragrance, the ancient style is a little excited. Fortunately, he also has a storage bracelet, which is left by his mother. It is safer to put it in the storage bracelet.
At present, the ancient style takes the lead, and Xiao Chen follows.
While walking, Gu Feng introduced what he knew.
In Changfeng Town, there are two major families, one is their ancient family and the other is the Chen family. Both families have lived here for generations. One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, so there is not a lot of competition between the two families.
Xiao Chen said, "Which one is stronger, your ancient family or the Chen family? What is the cultivation of the highest master?
Gu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Master? I don't know much about the Chen family, but it should be similar to our ancient family. The most powerful person in our ancient family is Grandpa, who seems to be the first level of King Wu, followed by Grandpa and the head of the family. He seems to be the strong man at the peak of Wuzong.
First-class martial king?
This strength is not too strong, which is slightly inferior to the three major families in Wangyue City.
However, although this is Zhongdu, it is also a small town, so it is nothing.
If Xiao Chen wants to get martial arts stickers, it seems that the biggest threat should not be the two major families, but other scattered practitioners who dare to come from other places, and I'm afraid there will be other masters among them.
Just looking at the large number of warriors coming to Changfeng Town this time, we know that the competition this time will be very fierce.
After walking on the street for a while and turning two streets, Gu Feng took Xiao Chen to an inn, Changfeng Inn.
Changfeng Inn is almost the same as the first floor. I didn't expect that there would be an inn of this size in the town, which is not bad.
"Senior, this Changfeng Inn is the best inn in Changfeng Town, but it is very expensive." Gu Feng introduced the inn and looked carefully at Xiao Chen, afraid that Xiao Chen would suddenly think it was expensive.
However, Xiao Chen didn't care. He looked at the plaque of the inn, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and stepped in without hesitation.
In the eyes of this scene, the impression of Xiao Chen can't help but raise another level.