Fourteen years have passed since that legendary battle on top of Shigure Mountain.
In the wilderness not far from the east of the village, there is a rickety thatched hut; from inside the house, the crisp sounds of two children playing can be heard from time to time, bringing a bit of vitality to this silent wilderness in the hot summer. .
Not long after, the door was pushed open, and a child in coarse cloth ran out of the room. This child has a delicate face, clear outlines, and clear eyes. He looks to be about eleven or twelve years old; he is not tall, but his immature face shows a composure that does not suit his age; although there are a few traces of color on his gray clothes. Although it is patchy, it is also neat and clean. In addition to its calm and generous demeanor, in addition to the vitality of a child, it also exudes a unique temperament in every gesture.
At this moment, he habitually turned around and looked at the distant coastline. The smile he had shown when he was playing with his younger brother in the house gradually dissipated, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
In Tianjihong's impression, although his childhood life was not very wealthy, it was full of laughter and joy: the meticulous care of his parents, the birth of his younger brother Tianjifei, the happy time of the family laughing... in his memory Although there is always a hint of worry in the brows of my parents, whenever they look at themselves and their younger brother, their eyes are so warm. Tianji's family lived in Nanyue Village at the foot of Shigure Mountain for about seven or eight years. To this day, he still often revisits this hazy but warm memory in his mind.
However, the happy time will eventually come to an end, and what comes after it is the nightmare night that comes into his mind. Although Tian Jihong is still a child in his early ten years, he still can't forget that day, the cold figure in the darkness outside the house, the reluctance in his father's eyes when he looked at his mother after parting, and the dark tunnel where her mother held his hand and held his hand. There are various scenes in which he takes his young brother and quietly escapes from the village.
After that night, Tian Jihong never saw his father who stayed behind to divorce, and he never had the chance to say goodbye to the old house that held his warm childhood. After several days of running around, the mother and son traveled across nearly half of the Seibu Continent. In the end, the exhausted Tianjihong, under the leadership of his mother, finally settled outside the isolated Donglin Village.
I thought that life might be back on track, but not long after, Tianjihong's remaining hope for the future evaporated. After not getting any news from his father for a week, the mother, who was always worried, finally decided to go looking for him in person. After hastily entrusting the two brothers to the care of an acquaintance in the village, the mother's back disappeared at the end of the memory; more than two years have passed to this day, and the two brothers can still only look into the distance every day, looking forward to the return of their parents.
Behind him, the swaying wooden door creaked open again, and a small head poked out from the crack in the door. The younger brother Tianji Fei looks a little smaller than Tianji Hong. The facial contours of the two brothers are 70% to 80% similar. The difference is that Tianji Fei was born with silver hair. At the same time, compared to his parents who trained his body since he was a child. For his older brother, Tianji Fei's figure appeared slimmer; and unlike Tian Ji Hong's calmness, Tian Ji Fei's slightly purple pupils reflected a faint eccentricity.
"Brother Hong, are you thinking about your parents again?" Looking at Tianjihong's dull figure, Tianji Fei obediently restrained his smile and asked cautiously.
After hearing his brother's words, Tianjihong finally came to his senses. "Yes, I don't know where my parents are now, and whether they have successfully escaped the danger behind them. I am really worried about them. Xiao Fei... you are the same, right?"
"Yes, I miss my mother so much. I don't know when my mother will come back..." The figure inside the door also lowered his head and murmured in a low voice.
"Don't worry, didn't my parents say they were okay before and reassure us. Xiao Fei, you have to be obedient and with Brother Hong taking care of you, we will definitely be able to wait until our parents come back!" Seeing his brother's whimpering expression, Tianjihong also hurriedly cheered up and consoled him.
In the past two years, the two brothers have relied on the care of people in the surrounding villages to rely on themselves, and have barely established themselves outside the Donglin Village. The two brothers obviously have strong personalities that are different from their peers. But children are children after all. Whenever they mention their parents, they often can't help crying.
During the past two years, there was no news about their parents at all. One night about half a year after their mother left, a strange figure sneaked into their house and brought the brothers a message from their parents. When the stranger dressed in black appeared in front of them without anyone noticing that day, the brothers were frightened to death. They thought they were being chased by their enemies. It wasn't until the stranger revealed his identity that the two couldn't help but feel ecstatic, looking forward to seeing their parents coming home soon.
However, the facts once again disappointed them. The man in black only brought a few words, briefly explaining that mother had finally successfully found the whereabouts of father and successfully reunited. Although the two of them were not harmed, the pursuers behind them But they were pressing harder and harder, and they had no way to escape; if the two of them rushed to Donglin Village rashly, they would only attract their enemies here, which would bring disaster to the brothers and the villagers, and even lead them to this place. The person who spoke was secretly targeted, and he went through all kinds of dangers to escape the surveillance gaze behind him for a short period of time. Only then did he find an opportunity to sneak into the village and bring the words to the village. In addition to expressing their longing for the two brothers and their guilt for not being able to go home for reunion, the parents also told the two brothers not to leave Donglin Village without permission, and not to inquire about information about their enemies to avoid attracting their attention.
After hastily explaining his parents' arrangements, the messenger didn't stay too long. After leaving some money, he hurriedly disappeared into the night. Tian Jihong knew clearly that the news brought by his father and mother seemed brief, but it was obvious that he deliberately concealed a lot of key information and did not want them to worry about him. In addition, the visitor was so careful to cover up his whereabouts, so his parents who were far away must be in the same situation. Not optimistic.
"Well, Brother Hong, I'm fine. I know my mother will be back soon!" Tianji Fei's eyes were a little red, but he was surprisingly sensible, "By the way, didn't Uncle Sheng bring a message to you to pick it up at his house yesterday? Do you want something? Brother Hong, do you want to go now?"
"Yeah, luckily you reminded me, I almost forgot." Tian Jihong slapped his forehead, "I'll go there right away before it's too late. Xiaofei, stay at home and don't run too far, wait for me Be back soon."
Donglin Village is located in the easternmost corner of the northern part of Seibu Continent. Looking eastward is the boundless Seibu Sea. Due to its remote location and isolation, and the fact that it is surrounded by the steep Dongyun Mountains to the north, there are no sects in the surrounding area that have set their sights on this small Donglin Village. Therefore, there are not many people in Donglin Village who know how to practice. On the Douwu Continent where a group of heroes are competing for the throne and fighting, Donglin Village can be regarded as a rare pure land that is free from the world.
Tian Jihong walked quickly on the winding gravel road between the villages and inadvertently glanced at the gate of the martial arts gym that he was passing by in a hurry. In this village where almost all the residents are mortals, the only ones who can be considered to know some cultivation techniques are probably the few martial arts masters in this martial arts hall. Like a memory left in his own blood, this path of cultivation, which usually stumps countless mediocre people, feels particularly close to the young Tianjihong.
It was not that Tianjihong had never been exposed to cultivation when he was young. Under the guidance and supervision of his father since childhood, Tianjihong has continued to train his body every day until today. However, due to his young age and his mother's opposition, Tian Jihong did not learn the true cultivation formula from his parents, nor did he know how to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use, so he is not yet a true practitioner; however, This did not stop Tianjihong from fantasizing more than once that one day he would be able to achieve success in his studies and become a legend across the continent.
Putting away his scattered thoughts, Tian Jihong shook his head helplessly. Now that he and his brother have no source of income, they can barely make ends meet with the money left by their parents. Moreover, he has to take care of his young brother on weekdays. How can he have the money and energy to go to a martial arts school to learn how to practice?
Of course, the more important thing is that Tian Jihong also secretly leaned outside the window to observe several martial artists practicing boxing and sword dancing in the hall, but he was disappointed to find that in this remote Donglin Village, the orthodox training methods in the martial arts world were obviously not spread. At this point, the cultivation spells practiced by the few people all day long are really crude, and their effects are far less than the body-training methods taught to them by their father. Tianjihong never knew what kind of cultivation level his father and mother had. He only deduce that his father and mother must know how to practice and have good strength after his father resolutely stayed behind when his enemies were chasing him.
The scorching summer sun scorches the cracked earth on the roadside, and billowing heat waves fill the air. At noon on this summer day, all the young and old in the village were hiding from the scorching heat in their houses, and not a single person appeared along the way. After a long while, Tianjihong finally arrived at his destination; gently wiping the sweat from his forehead, Tianjihong reached out and knocked on the door: "Uncle Shengda! Are you at home?"
Not long after, the door slowly opened, and a burly middle-aged man leaned out. With his dark skin and honest face, you could tell at a glance that he was a simple farmer. "Oh? It turns out to be Xiaohong. It's such a hot day to bother you to travel so far. Come in, come in!"
The middle-aged man named Mo Sheng was one of the first villagers the Tianjihong brothers met when they first came here. Although he is tall and not very good-looking, he is a kind-hearted and honest man, and he takes good care of the two lonely brothers on weekdays. The two of them built the house outside the village with their mother, and Mo Sheng put in a lot of effort.
