Wu Guo.

Qinghe County, Luoyun Mountain.

In troubled times, thieves are everywhere in the world, human life is like grass mustard, there are many gangs in the rivers and lakes, there are countless strange people, and occasionally there is the saying of the heavenly immortals who soar in the daytime.

Not to mention the outside world, Luoyun Mountain is a famous cave blessed land in the martial arts, eight hundred miles long, full of vitality, and it is a treasure land that people who practice martial arts dream of.

Large and small martial arts sects are located here, and there are countless wealthy families, and there are legends that there are as many as one hundred and eight.

In troubled times, strength is respected, a high-level martial artist has the power of ten thousand people, glory and wealth are at his fingertips, he is the emperor of Wuguo, and he is also a gift to the guests of Luoyun Mountain.

Appeasement is the main, and the official position is given, so that the sect and family here are all extremely noble.

However, there are exceptions.

Luoyun Mountain has a vast area, with one hundred and eight families dotted around, and many of them are broken.

To the west of this stretch of mountain range, there is a large open space with towering trees and flowers, and a huge building stands over the strange rocks.

Desolate and quaint, all made of gray granite stones, revealing a heavy atmosphere, although mottled to the extreme, but still look magnificent.

At that time, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were used to build such a miracle.

It's a pity that things have changed over time, and the scenery of the year has been lost in the long river of history.

The Ling family of Qinghe County, back then, was able to call the royal family brothers, and was awarded the title of prince with a different surname, hereditary replacement, known as the first family of the martial arts.

But now it is so dilapidated that it can barely afford to eat.

Well, that's an exaggeration, but the real situation isn't much better.

......

The Ling family, the martial arts training ground.

The sun had just risen over the horizon, and it was too late to cast its first rays of light in the clouds......

"Martial arts, diligence can make up for clumsiness, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, the dripping water can pass through the stone, and the stupid bird can fly first, as long as we work hard, our Ling family will definitely be able to make a comeback." ”

On the teaching field, a middle-aged man with a dignified face was urging the young children to practice martial arts, his face was extremely cold, and his mouth was explaining the truth of martial arts, and at the same time he did not forget to encourage everyone: "Martial arts cultivation, the body is the foundation, so it is called refining the body." ”

"The refining body is divided into nine layers, each layer of improvement, can bring about a rapid increase in strength, if you can break through the fourth layer of the refining period, you can become a third-rate master, walk the rivers and lakes, fresh clothes and angry horses, become the guests of the major sects, if you are willing to serve the imperial court, you can be awarded the title of seven-grade general, the power is equivalent to the county order, the supreme of a hundred miles. ”

The voice echoed in the sky above the teaching field, and the young disciples of the Ling family formed a phalanx, their fists were vigorous, and they listened attentively while practicing martial arts.

"The fourth layer of the refining period, every punch, has the power of a thousand catties, go into battle to kill the enemy, you can block a hundred, the strength of the enemy elite soldiers hundreds, if you are brave and diligent, cultivate to the fifth layer, the strength will advance by leaps and bounds, double to two thousand catties, at this time can be called a second-rate master, if you serve the country, you can be named the fourth grade of the Ming Wei general, the power is equivalent to the prefect, thousands of miles of supreme. ”

"Third Uncle, what is the Thousand Miles Supreme?"

A milky voice came into the ears, and the little guy who asked was only three years old, tiger-headed and very cute.

It's easy to wrestle when he runs fast, but he follows his brothers and sisters and learns his fists and feet on this school field.

The middle-aged man sighed, the children of the Ling family are diligent and hardworking, and they don't have the temperament of the children of the family......

Suppressing the gloom in his heart, a smile bloomed on his face again, cheering everyone up: "The so-called Thousand Miles Supreme, because the land of a mansion includes thousands of miles, if you can become a second-rate master, you can be named General Mingwei, you can enjoy the general rights of the prefect, in this land of thousands of miles, say one or two, one word can judge the victory or defeat, one word can decide life and death, turn over the hand for the cloud and cover the hand for the rain, so it is called the supreme." ”

"That'...... Can he eat meat all the time?"

Listening to the milky voice, full of expectation and curiosity, the middle-aged Ling Tianxiong's heart was extremely uncomfortable, the children of other families, which one is not brocade clothes and jade food, out of the carriage and horses, into the beautiful maid, the delicacies of the mountains and seas are just ordinary things, in addition to cultivation, there are all kinds of elixir forging body.

And the Ling family, who used to be brothers and sisters with the royal family, with a different surname and a prince, was hereditary, but now they are so degenerated that they can't even afford to eat.

Meat can only be opened once every ten days, and each person can only get two taels of meat, which is still the treatment that only those of them who practice martial arts have.

The rest of the tribesmen only have two meals a day, and only two slices of meat can be tasted in a month.

Although it has not reached the point of starvation, it is only barely making ends meet.

The Ling family motto, the clan is friendly, everyone is equal, it is those ordinary clansmen, who take the initiative to cut down on food and clothing, try to provide as many resources as possible for them to practice martial arts, hoping to revive the family one day, but ......

Thinking of this, Ling Tianxiong's heart was like a knife, the eldest brother had passed away, and now he was the number one master of the Ling clan, but he was only in the third layer of the refining period.

Not yet a third-rate master.

And it is stuck in this bottleneck for a long time, the difference is thousands of miles, if you can enter the fourth layer of the refining period, and be awarded the seventh rank of the general, although it is not enough to revitalize the Ling family, but the income obtained is also enough to buy a lot of food, so that the clansmen will not starve......

It's all the hateful curse!

As soon as Ling Tianxiong thought of this, the sound of scattered footsteps came into his ears, and when he looked up, he saw several clansmen running over in a panic.

Ling Tianxiong frowned, the school field is heavy, ordinary clansmen are not allowed to come here, for fear of disturbing those children who practice martial arts, could something big happen?

Sure enough, many sons and daughters looked at this side, and their fists and feet became soft.

"Wu Yidao is concentrating, and the heart is free to walk without distractions......"

Ye Tianxiong snorted coldly, reciting the general outline of the Ling family's martial arts cultivation, and the young people were in their hearts, busy gathering their minds and concentrating on martial arts.

The power of this world is respected, and only by practicing martial arts can you protect the clansmen.

And Ling Tianxiong hurried up to meet him.

There were six of them, half male and half female, all dressed in patched clothes, dusty, with vegetable-colored faces, and covered in mud and dirty.

However, Ling Tianxiong did not have any dislike, and stepped forward to hold the hand of an old farmer.

"Fourth grandfather, what's wrong?"

That's right, these are all members of the Ling clan, but they can't practice martial arts, so they practice farming, and the old man headed by this is not Ling Tianxiong's fourth grandfather, but according to the seniority of the clan, it's just called that.

The Ling clan is friendly and equal, and there is no distinction between the core children of martial arts and ordinary farmers.

We are all the same ancestors, and we are all relatives who are related by blood.

At this time, the old man at the head was full of anxiety, and he wanted to kneel down with tears in his eyes: "Big ...... Great Elder, the Chen family, the Chen family sent people to ravage the land on our southern slope......"

"What?"

Ling Tianxiong suddenly changed color, and his face was as gloomy as rain.

Today's Ling family is not what it used to be, not only is it as glorious and rich as a passing cloud, but it is even about to reach the point of not having enough to eat.

The main income of the family depends on farming and producing food to meet the needs of the clansmen.

However, farming is extremely hard, but the heavens are not beautiful, although in the mountains, there is also a great drought, and several pieces of land of the Ling family have been greatly reduced.

It is the core disciple, in addition to practicing martial arts, he also has to carry water and fertilizer to support the food production at home.

Only the land on the southern slope, because of its proximity to the water source, was not affected, and it was also the most important granary of the Ling family.

Whether the clansmen can satisfy their stomachs or not depends on this, I heard that they were ruined, how Ling Tianxiong was not in a hurry: "You take me there." ”

As soon as he took two steps, he seemed to think of something again: "Ling Feng, Ling Yu, you go to find the clan master." ”

"Yes!"

In the phalanx, a man and a woman came out in response, both of them were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and there was a bit of similarity between their eyebrows, they should be a pair of brothers and sisters, leaving the school field and rushing towards the backyard.

......

"Where am I?"

Ling Xian woke up from the dream and looked around blankly, but was surprised to find that this was no longer the mountain behind the school, but an antique room.

The furnishings are very elegant, and although they are very dilapidated, they still exude an atmospheric pattern.

He tried to get up from the bed, but the world was spinning, and a large number of memories, like a flood bursting its banks, desperately poured into his mind.

"Ah......h

Ling Xian roared, then lay down again, trembling all over, and after half a sound, he finally calmed down.

His eyes became extremely complicated, and he finally sorted out the memories that should not belong to him.

"This is not the earth, I didn't expect to be hit by the legendary meteor, if this luck was to buy a lottery ticket, I should have become a local tyrant. Ling Xian's expression was self-deprecating.

"This young man, who is also named Ling Xian, because his father suffered an accident and was overly sad, died in his sleep and was occupied by himself, which is too much of a coincidence. ”

"Hey, this world ......"

Ling Xian sorted out his memories and found that there were too many differences between this world and the earth, there was no technology, but martial arts were extremely prosperous, if it must be said, it was somewhat similar to ancient times, but it was even more bizarre, not only with all kinds of unimaginable monsters, but also with the theory of heavenly immortals who soared in the day.

Immortal cultivator!

Ling Xian muttered silently.

It's a pity that this kind of magical existence is too rare, but the magic of martial arts is also breathtaking.

And his family used to be the most prominent family in the world, and there was no one, but unfortunately things changed over time, and now they are so depressed that they can't afford to eat.

He had just turned seventeen this year, and his father had passed away, but he was hastily pushed to the position of patriarch.

Ling Xian's greatest wish is to be able to cultivate to the fourth level of the body refining period, become a third-rate master, and serve the imperial court.

What a humble request for the former first family, but now, it has become an almost impossible task.

It's all because of the thousand-year-old curse!