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The boy who was blocking the road was called Zhou Kan, who was the same age as Zhou Heng and was also seventeen years old. However, his cultivation base was much higher than Zhou Heng's, he was already at the sixth level of body refining, and he was only one step away from being able to set foot in the bone refining realm!
Zhou Kan's father was called Zhou Jianming, and his qualifications were quite good. Unfortunately, his contemporaries also had a genius like Zhou Dinghai! Under Zhou Dinghai's aura, Zhou Jianming was naturally overshadowed, and he has always been a tragic figure to compare with green leaves.
Because of this, Zhou Jianming hated Zhou Dinghai. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't keep up with Zhou Dinghai's pace—even if Zhou Dinghai spent most of his time searching for elixir for Zhou Heng.
What made him gratified was that his son had inherited his talent and reached the sixth level of body refining early, which Zhou Heng could not even look up to.
Under Zhou Jianming's secret gesture, Zhou Kan has been having trouble with Zhou Heng. I don't know how many times this situation has happened.
"Big waste, why, are your ears deaf?" Zhou Kan said happily. It used to be because of his father's orders, but now it has become a habit. It seems that he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't bully Zhou Heng every day.
Zhou Heng looked at each other coldly, this guy dared to be so arrogant because his grandfather was also the elder of the family!
According to the Zhou family rules, as long as the cultivation reaches the blood refining realm, one can become an elder, regardless of age or generation. Once you become an elder, you will enter the power center of the Zhou family, which is much higher than the power held by the symbolic Patriarch!
Zhou Kan's grandfather, Zhou Xianming, is on the twelfth level of body refining. He is the number one master of the Zhou family and the number one elder, with a high position! Coupled with Zhou Dinghai looking for "treatment" panacea for Zhou Heng all the year round, Zhou Jianming dared to instruct his son to insult Zhou Heng.
"Get out of here!" Zhou Heng said lightly, before going around.
—The other party can also show off the prestige on his mouth, but I dare not really do it. After all, Zhou Heng is not a bitter child without a father!
"Big waste, your good days are coming to an end!" Zhou Kan moved his feet and blocked Zhou Heng again. "There will be more than three months before the end of the year celebration. The family stipulates that anyone who has reached the age of eighteen has not yet reached the end of the year. Those who enter the realm of flesh-refining must be removed from the genealogy and no longer practice cultivation, and turn to business to earn benefits for the family!"
"When you see me in the future, you must remember to call your lord!"
"And this crotch, you have to drill if you don't! Haha, hahahaha!"
Zhou Kan laughed, full of pride.
Zhou Heng frowned. Indeed, the family had such a rule.
Although the Zhou family is the only martial arts family in Yuanshi Town, ruling more than two thousand people in the town, it has a lot of income and expenses, especially for martial arts!
The cultivation of martial artist is to extract energy from food and transform it into its own true energy. Therefore, the martial artist has a huge appetite. It is not uncommon to eat five or six meals a day, or even eight or nine meals, and each meal can be worth the food of an ordinary family of three!
This is enough to devour a well-off family!
There are nearly 400 people in the entire Zhou family. If everyone is cultivating, then even the Zhou family's wealth will not be able to bear it. Therefore, the family has such a rule to allow those clansmen who are not talented and unsuitable for martial arts to switch to business, and in turn provide for the family's warriors.
This sacrifice is necessary!
Without strong force, how can the Zhou family maintain the family business? There is only one result of averaging, and that is the decline of the Zhou family!
Although doing business is also a contribution to the family, the world advocates force and respects strength. Once you become a businessman, you will not even have the qualifications to stay in the genealogy, only a little better than a servant.
Zhou Heng is only refining the first level now, and it is still in the early stage. Want to break into the refining realm in more than three months? This is simply wishful thinking!
No wonder Zhou Kan was so proud. If Zhou Heng went into business, what would Zhou Dinghai face
Looking at the villain's face, Zhou Heng couldn't help squeezing his fist tightly, wishing to blast him up!
However, he held back.
The gap between the two was too great, and he couldn't hit the other at all, but in turn gave Zhou Kan a reason to shoot. When he was beaten, it was still his fault-the grandfather of the family is not a display.
Tolerate!
One day, he will double the shame he has suffered!
Zhou Heng once again bypassed Zhou Kan, but this time the other party did not stop him, just let out a series of sneers.
Returning to his residence, Zhou Heng sat down and slammed his fist on the table, full of anger.
After all, he is only a seventeen-year-old boy, at the most passionate and impulsive age, yet he has to forcibly endure the cynicism of others day after day. Is it possible that there is no trace of anger
"Heijian, Heijian, you have harmed me for so many years. I don't expect any compensation from you. I just ask your old man to be satisfied and stop tossing me!" Zhou Heng said in his heart, this is a stumbling block on his path of cultivation , Don’t cross the past to mention everything.
"Continue to practice!"
"Although the effect of Lieyang Art at night is not as good as during the day, I must not waste a minute and a second!"
Zhou Heng came to the yard, sat down cross-legged, and ran the Lieyang Jue to refine the supper that he had just eaten until he was really out of energy, and then he crawled into the house and fell asleep.
He didn't want a servant. His father had been traveling around looking for a "cure" panacea for him, and his mother had passed away early, so he had long been accustomed to life as a person.
One night later, Zhou Heng began his dull and boring day again, enduring the scorching sun, and filling the black broken sword's seemingly bottomless appetite with the true energy gained through hard work.
By the morning of the fourth day, Zhou Heng did not go to the square again.
Although sitting on that big rock absorbs the most heat and is most conducive to the cultivation of the Lieyang Jue, Zhou Heng has a feeling that the change of the black broken sword is close at hand!
He didn't know if there would be any strange scenes, maybe this broken sword would emerge from his body and burst into the air, or it would burst out with a dazzling light. In short, he didn't want to take such a risk.
Practicing in my own courtyard, although the effect was almost the same, it was not worse than today.
Zhou Heng pressed the excitement in his heart, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice under the scorching sun.
Half an hour, an hour... Time passed bit by bit, and soon four hours passed.
Hum!
The black broken sword in Zhou Heng's dantian trembled slightly, forming a wave of ripples, moving in his dantian. The tremor became stronger and stronger, and eventually turned into a landslide and tsunami, surging.
Every muscle of Zhou Heng trembled immediately, as if to tear him apart, making him feel painful!
"Damn it! The young master has kept you to bear you for so many years, you really don't know what is good or bad, and you still want to torture the young master!" Zhou Heng was cruel in his heart. He has never complained to anyone in the past ten years of bitter hatred, but this one The damn Black Sword even tortured him, and immediately made him furious!
"Give me town!"
Zhou Heng didn't know what to do, he just suppressed the black sword with his will, holding back his grievances.
The trembling of the black sword has become weaker, although it is not very obvious, but it is indeed weak!
Zhou Heng was arrogant, but it was a pity that he couldn't practice like ordinary people, so he kept tolerating it all the time. Some people may lose all their energy in this silence, but Zhou Heng has become even more aloof, waiting for the nine days to transform into a dragon and burst out with radiance!
Now this is a competition of will, it has nothing to do with strength, and finally his arrogance is fully aroused!
"This is my body, you have to listen to me when you are in my body!"
Zhou Heng screamed in his heart, his will becoming more tenacious and tenacious, and he squeezed it fiercely towards the black sword.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
The Black Broken Sword seemed unwilling to be suppressed by Zhou Heng, and began to tremble violently again, waves of fluctuations swayed away, and Zhou Heng's whole body seemed to burst!
Zhou Heng snorted coldly in his heart, and launched a counterattack without showing weakness, determined to suppress the black broken sword.
One person and one sword was consumed in this way, and a protracted battle like a saw-saw was launched. The black broken sword was painless, but Zhou Heng was a body of flesh and blood, sweating all over his body, his clothes quickly soaked, and every muscle groaned in pain.
But for a young man who has been grieving for ten years, this black broken sword is the culprit, how can he admit defeat in front of it
He endured it for ten years, today, can't bear it!
After practicing the Lieyang Jue for ten years, Zhou Heng's will has also been greatly tempered, so that he has the ability to carry out such a confrontation, otherwise he will faint to death in less than a minute.
Ten minutes, thirty minutes, one hour!
Zhou Heng's body trembled, and if anyone pushed him at this moment, he would definitely fall over and fainted immediately. But a string was always taut and unbroken, and he supported it with painstaking efforts. After such a temper, his will became as hard as steel.
The fight is just one breath!
Although the black broken sword is just a dead thing, Zhou Heng just can't swallow it, and anyone can lose, but he can't lose to this thing that has harmed him for ten years!
Two hours, three hours!
Zhou Heng had already reached the limit, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his body. It's not that the pain has disappeared, but that he is numb, and even if his hands and legs are broken at the moment, he won't feel anything.
But his will became stronger and stronger, suppressing the black broken sword firmly, without any threats, no concessions!
The trembling of the black broken sword became weaker and weaker, and finally, the tremor completely stopped.
When it came to a complete stop, a black light and shadow burst out of the sword suddenly, shining brighter than the stars and dazzling the sun!
boom!
Nine patterns immediately appeared in Zhou Heng’s mind, and they were deeply embedded in his memory. Each pattern was constantly changing. It was a sword that was constantly cutting vertically and horizontally, piercing and piercing it diagonally. Extremely mysterious!
This is... Nine-style swordsmanship!
This mysterious black broken sword actually taught him nine styles of swordsmanship!
Zhou Heng couldn't help but was stunned, only to feel incredible to the extreme! But this broken sword can live in his dantian for ten years-maybe it already existed earlier, but he didn't notice it-such strange things have happened, and then teach him what nine styles of swordsmanship is. Strange
Just a moment later, all the pictures shattered and turned into countless black light spots, which escaped in his mind and melted into his blood and flesh.