Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Wake up?"

When Ling Xiao opened her eyes again, she saw her elderly grandpa.

His white hair was pale, his figure was thin, and his face was ashamed.

"Ah, why do you say you need to take a soft one! Come and drink medicine!"

The old man sighed and brought a bitter herbal soup.

From Grandpa's mouth, Ling Xiao heard concern and helplessness.

"Hey, it's okay, it's not the first time, anyway, I'm not convinced."

Ling Xiao laughed and said: "When I break through Wumai's double, go to Ling Chong to settle the account!"

"You kid."

The old man sighed. Although Ling Xiao was the child he picked up, he always watched it as a grandson.

Seeing Ling Xiao hurt, his heart was particularly unpleasant.

Ling Xiao passed through the herbal herbal soup that had been emptied and drank it in one breath, with a smile on his face.

In fact, he refused to be soft, not only because of his stubbornness in his temperament, but also for another reason.

That is, since he practiced the incomplete exercise, his body's recovery speed has been particularly fast.

I used to be stunned several times like today, but I woke up in less than half an hour, and my body also recovered. After drinking some herbal soup, I basically recovered.

"The Ling family just sent someone over."

The old man said he seemed hesitant.

"Grandpa, just say anything, what else can I not accept?"

The old man looked at Ling Xiao, and then sighed: "They made you ready to go through the formalities of leaving Ling's house."

"Leave the Ling family? Why?" Ling Xiao exclaimed.

Only after entering the Ling family can he learn better martial arts skills and be able to stand out. If he leaves the Ling family, he really does not know when his destiny can change.

"They said that there is still half a month before the year-end Dabi. This time the year-end contest, all outside disciples who did not reach the second level of Wumai are not eligible to participate, and they will be expelled from the Ling family."

Speaking of this, the old man sighed again: "I heard that the Ling family was robbed of some resources by other families and could no longer support so many people, so I planned to streamline the disciples, and the original regulations became more demanding. "

"How could this be?"

Ling Xiao was also a little stunned. In a month's time, he still had confidence to break through, but half a month.

However, the blow is far more than that.

The old man hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Also, even if it breaks through the Wumai Double in this half month, it will only temporarily retain the qualifications of the outer disciples. If you can’t reach the triple of the Wumen before the age of 14, the outer disciples must all become Ling. Domestic servants, otherwise abolition of martial arts and expulsion from the Ling family."

"This is too much!"

Ling Xiao understands that he is thirteen years old this year, and he will be fourteen after the Chinese New Year. How could he reach the triple of Wumai.

If you become a servant, it means that your grandfather will not be eligible to continue to live in the Ling family. How could he stay here with peace of mind?

This is no longer a question of face, but a matter of survival.

What's more, when he was selected by the Ling family, the beggar brothers who had begged together before were very envious.

If he left the Ling family in this way, what other face did he have to return to the beggars?

"Yeah, people are big families, naturally have their own rules, we are only outsiders after all."

The old man suddenly smiled and said: "Forget it, it's really impossible for the old man to go back and beg for it. It's okay. I can't delay your future because of me."

"Do not!"

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "Grandpa, even if there is a slight possibility, I will not give up. I will work harder than before and strive to reach the triple realm of Wumai before the age of 14! I must let you pass. Good day.

He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.

Fight!

"Boy, you are now desperate enough. If you try harder, you will not break through the realm and your body will collapse."

The old man sighed: "Let's still understand the reality. It's almost impossible to break through the double of Wumai in half a month. Let's plan early."

Ling Xiao felt like a pot of cold water was splashing on his head.

Yeah, I haven't been able to break through in a year, so why can I break through in half a month?

He kept sinking in one heart, and the most feared thing was that it was useless to try harder.

If it's a month, it's fine, then at least there is still 30% or 40% certainty.

But for half a month, although he did not want to admit it, the fact is that it is impossible unless he encounters a miracle.

"Child, don't be too sad, our grandpa and I will do just fine. Grandpa doesn't want you to be as good as you are, as long as you are good, it's better than anything!"

The old man's idea is very simple, he does not want Ling Xiao to carry a heavy mental burden on his back.

"If you worry about the beggar brothers' jokes, you don't have to. They are all desperate people and won't laugh at you. You succeed, they are happy, they fail, they will accept you."

To be a beggar again and again?

"Do not!"

Ling Xiao shook his head firmly: "Grandpa, have you forgotten how we were bullied on the street?"

"Don't you forget how the dog was beaten to death?"

"Don't you forget that those who have poisoned their hearts and minds have used the food of the child-bearing medicine for us?"

"At that time, more than a hundred brothers died!"

"But we can't resist. That person has the protection of a warrior. We went to a few people and were all broken!"

"Do you want us to continue to live in such a bad time as a pig or a dog? I am not convinced! I am no worse than anyone! I believe that there is no way of heaven!"

Ling Xiao did not have much ambition. He learned martial arts and became a warrior, just to live better and be able to avenge the dead brothers!

The old man was already tearful, because he knew that Ling Xiao was right.

All these are facts. If Ling Xiao cannot become a warrior, all tragedies will continue to happen.

"Alas, I didn't plan to give you the second half of this book, mainly because I'm afraid you can't control it, and now I can't take care of that much. I am really convinced by the old man."

The old man took a book out of his close-fitting clothes, no, it should be a broken book.

"This is not another part of the previous remnant?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Yes, in fact, when Grandpa picked up the book, it was complete, but there is such a sentence in the book, read it yourself."

The old man turned to the page connected to the first half.

"If there is no rock determination, power is power, don't practice the content after this page, otherwise you will die!"

This is a line of blood written on the pages of the book.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I am determined and motivated, and it will not happen!"

Ling Xiao excitedly took the second half of the book to his room, spliced ​​the first half together, and then looked at it from beginning to end.

"what is this!"

In a cry of excitement, a golden awn flew from the pages of the book and shot directly into his body.

He was taken aback, but he didn't find any abnormalities in his body. When he relaxed his vigilance, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

That is a painting.

The content of the painting is very complicated, but in general it should be a landscape painting, with mountains and water, and buildings, as if you can't see the end at a glance.

The painting is surrounded by clouds, and I can't see everything at all. I can only see one of the corners. It is a village with people and animals. It looks very peaceful.