The Jianghu was a place of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. There were countless talented people and hermit experts.
The Jianghu was huge, and the Heavenly Dragon World was even bigger. Beiqiao Peak and Nanmurong Peak were just a drop in the ocean, the tip of the iceberg. There were countless hermits, experts, and beauties.
Tiger Subdue Valley.
In late autumn, the water in the clear stream was cold.
Dead branches and fallen leaves, jackdaws noisy forest. The setting sun fell, and the forest was lonely…
From the depths of the forest, shouts could be heard from time to time.
In the distance.
The mournful sound of the flute came and went, low and mellow, intermittently hiding endless sorrow and resentment. In the cold evening, the mournful sound of the flute spread through the forest, like weeping and complaining.
The shouts were sometimes distant and sometimes near, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. Two hours later, the flute music stopped, and so did the shouting. Everything was gone. In the silence, only the cold wind blew through the trees, making a hissing sound.
In the depression at the bottom of the cliff, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old youth was staring blankly at the darkening treetops and the sky with his hands on his head.
The autumn wind rustled, and the young man's clothes were ragged. The dead leaves floated in the wind and fell on his body. The young man seemed to be still as he stared blankly at the sky until night fell.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute was hurried. The young man raised his head slightly. Under the cold moonlight, the young man's handsome face emitted a terrifying light, making one's heart palpitate.
His eyes were clear, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, his eyebrows were slanted into the temples, and his brows were handsome and cold. His lips were angular, his nose was straight, and his eyes were bright like stars.
After more than ten years of hardship, the youth's skin was slightly tanned, and his handsome appearance made him look even more resolute. There was a cold light hidden in his childish eyes, and a worldly attitude that far exceeded his age hung at the corner of his mouth...
The young man stood up and seemed to be deep in thought again.
After a long time.
The sound of the flute came again. The young man looked up at the night sky and walked away helplessly. He stepped on the dead leaves, making rustling sounds, adding to the loneliness. They slowly disappeared into the night.
The sky was even darker, and the cold wind was especially desolate.
On a huge rock in front of a depression halfway up the mountain, there were already cold bowls and chopsticks.
Beside him, the old man was skinny and his eyes were shining with a sharp light. His long hair fluttered in the wind, but he did not move at all. He sat cross-legged like a statue in the wind, without any signs of life.
After a while, the old man slowly moved his stiff body and sighed,""Sigh! It has been twelve years, my beloved wife was humiliated to death, and I narrowly escaped death. I have suffered a lot, and I have almost lost all my cultivation. When can I take revenge for this blood feud?”
"Hey!" The old man sighed again and said to himself,""This old man risked his life to come out of the mountain and hide his name. After experiencing thousands of hardships, I found someone with excellent foundation. It must have been more than twelve years! When will I be able to taste my wish? Will the heavens pity me in my twilight years?" After saying that, the old man lowered his head, feeling extremely sad.
The young man walked to the boulder, picked up the food, and started eating in silence.
For the past twelve years, the young man had been jumping around in the same forest every day. At night, he would sit cross-legged on a huge rock that was as cold as ice under the cliff.
Regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, it was extremely difficult for the youth to remember how many days had passed.
After familiarizing himself with a martial art, the old man began to teach another martial art, practicing it every day.
The young man felt that his martial arts were endless. From the initial disgust, he became more and more numb, completely forgetting himself in the numbness.
Occasionally, his mind would ripple and he would feel that his surroundings were clear to him. As he focused, he could clearly hear the sound of flowing water in the distance, the slight trembling of birds 'wings, and the squirming of centipedes around him.
This feeling had lasted for more than two years, from confusion and doubt to selfless cultivation.
In this quiet valley, in the peaceful and cold nature, a new generation of fiends was quietly being nurtured.
The birds and the forest had smelled the blood, and even the somber air was filled with misery. What awaited in the martial world was a brutal massacre…
An old and a young man depended on each other in the deserted mountain forest.
The flowers withered and bloomed again. In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
For three years, the old and the young did not speak a word, and only used the flute to summon each other. The young man was cold and aloof, and he didn't say much. When he was two or three years old, he asked the old man about his background. The old man told him,"You'll know when the time comes.”
In recent years, the range of the youth's training had been expanding, and the surrounding open space had already expanded to a radius of about a mile. The open space was unusually flat, and countless pits of different sizes were scattered all over the forest. The palm force released from the accumulation of power scorched everything in its path.
The young man's eyes and ears were more intelligent, and he could hear every grass and leaf fluttering in the air within a mile. It was very strange.
With a leap, he could reach thirty to fifty feet. When he was happy, he would jump in the forest, becoming more agile and elegant.
He raised his head and let out a long roar, his qi pulse was long and unending.
On this day, the old man called the young man to his side. His eyes were sharp and imposing as he stared at the young man without blinking.
The young man also looked at the old man with an indifferent gaze. There was not a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.
The old man's gaze gradually warmed up as he said earnestly,"Child, you are already sixteen years old. You have been diligently learning martial arts for twelve years without rest. Your foundation has already been established. In terms of internal strength, there are few who can match you in the Jianghu.”
"Hey!" The old man sighed and said," It's been sixteen years. You and I have been hiding in the mountains. We have been very careful. We have been living in the wind and sleeping in the open. It has been hard on you."”
The old man paused for a moment before continuing,"The ancients said: Heaven to such a person, must first suffer his mind, tired his bones and muscles. "Today, it seems that my sixteen years have not caused me any regrets, and it has not disgraced my eyesight. Compared to when I was my age, my comprehension and talent are a hundred times stronger.”
" Cough, cough, cough…" After saying that, the old man started coughing violently.
The young man quickly got up and massaged the old man's back.
After a while, the old man stopped coughing and said,""Child, I feel that my Inner Residence has been trembling recently. My Qi meridians are not smooth and there is a feeling of stagnation from time to time. I'm afraid that my life is about to end and I won't be able to live long!”
Pausing for a moment, the old man's expression became gloomy and extremely sorrowful. He took a deep breath and slowly said,"Child, I'm afraid I can't accompany you for too long, and I'm afraid I won't be able to see the day you succeed. For this reason, I have hidden all the martial arts manuals I have learned in my life in the cave and made some notes based on my years of comprehension. If I go, you can practice diligently according to the secret manual until you master it before leaving. Before that, he must not slack off, and he must not leave this mountain!”
The young man nodded lightly, but he still had doubts in his heart. But he didn't say anything and waited for the old man to continue.
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