This is an alley that seems to have been forgotten by the world. On both sides of the alley, the old stone walls have long been covered with moss, exuding a simple and cold atmosphere. At this time, only the sound of stepping on the bluestone echoed in the alley along with the moving footsteps.
Suddenly, Si Wulu's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared closely at the intersection in front of the alley. He was born with a beast-like keenness, and something pressed upon him intuitively, as if a needle was pricking him, making him uneasy.
"Who is there? Come out." He stopped and whispered. At the same time, the muscles all over his body tensed up instantly, ready to strike at any time.
"Hey! Isn't this our famous town flower?" As a joking voice rang out, seven or eight young people with fluids all over their bodies appeared at the intersection of the alley holding wooden sticks.
For a man, Si Wulu is surprisingly handsome, and can even be said to be too beautiful, so people often jokingly call Si Wulu the beauty of the town.
Seeing these acquaintances, Si Wulu breathed a sigh of relief.
A great celebrity once said this: In this world, wherever there are people, there will be injustice, oppression and bullying. Even under the light of the Church of Light, which claims that "all living beings are equal and love is boundless", there is a lot of filth, and the small town naturally has a dark side.
These young people are Sun Yingxiong, the only son of the Sun family, a wealthy family in the town, and his henchmen. Sun Yingxiong relied on the Sun family to become rich and powerful in the town, and even learned some three-legged martial arts in the boxing gym. , so he wandered around the town all day long, bullying men and dominating women, causing trouble, and was a nuisance to the town.
Immediately afterwards, these people came over quickly and surrounded Si Wulu with ill intentions.
"Si Wu Lu, our brothers haven't provoked you recently. What did you mean by beating my brother yesterday?" Sun Yingxiong asked with a gloomy face.
As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, it depends on the owner. Now that you have lost face, you naturally have to get it back. Otherwise, how will you be able to lead your younger brother and convince the public in the future? So today, Wu Lu was specifically asking for an explanation on his way home.
Si Wulu then remembered that when he passed by the town entrance yesterday, he happened to see a group of gangsters bullying Zhang Changgui who was in the town.
Zhang Changgui is a child of a poor family in a small town. He often leaves early and comes home late to do farm work in the fields. Si Wu Lu doesn’t have much interaction with him on weekdays. If this child hadn’t come to the medicine garden with his father on his back to see a doctor, Si Wu Lu would have Lu didn't even know there was such a person of his age in the town. Although they were not very familiar with each other, it did not affect Si Wu Lu's efforts to help.
"Young master of the Sun family, you misunderstood. I really didn't beat your little brother." Si Wulu shook his head and directly denied it.
"You didn't move your hands. Could it be that I hit myself?" One of them shouted immediately.
"I really didn't do it." Si Wulu said calmly, ignoring the angry looks of the people in front of him.
"Si Wu Lu, with so many pairs of eyes looking at you, please don't tell me that they are all dazzled, or that there is someone who looks exactly like you in this town." Sun Yingxiong said while suppressing his anger. If not This little bastard is very good at fighting. He has no confidence in himself and has already invited everyone to fight.
"It's really not me. They were injured by someone called Sin." Si Wulu quickly explained.
"It's obviously you, you son of a bitch. I know you even if you turn into gray." Another man who was beaten yesterday pointed at Si Wulu with a wooden stick and cursed.
"Oh! Then tell me where the crime lies?" Sun Yingxiong replied coldly. This little bastard really regarded his group of people as idiots. Sun Yingxiong decided to let this little bastard see him no matter what he said today. Even the Martial God of the Wilderness couldn't save him if he was bleeding.
"Really, that guy Sin did it!" Si Wulu's eyes suddenly became sharp, "But now, you can call me Sin, the sin that atones for God."
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Wulu rushed towards the nearest person. Just a few minutes later, there was no movement in the alley, leaving only faint howls. Si Wulu straightened his clothes and walked out of the alley.
After all, everyone is from a small town, and they are not the most evil people, so Si Wulu did not kill him or leave any hidden wounds. He just went to greet the fleshy and painful parts of their bodies. The key is from He was beaten even though he didn't look good.
The rest of the journey was uneventful, and Si Wulu returned home soon.
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"Already seventeen." Si Wulu thought silently. He recalled the scene when he first came to this town. Until now, Si Wulu still deeply remembers those hands holding a bowl of noodles. His original world was filled with darkness and despair, and it was those hands that brought the first ray of sunshine to that gloomy world.
Si Wulu shook his head, sat cross-legged on the bed again, and began to patiently guide the original energy in the air. I saw that the invisible original energy in the void continued to pour into Si Wulu's body from all directions, traveling along the strange muscles and eight meridians, constantly strengthening the body.
As the traces of original energy penetrated into the body and continued to flow throughout the body, Si Wulu finally slowly guided the original energy flow to the original sea on his chest.
Everything in the world has a place of origin, and there is also such a place in our human body, which is the original sea. There are original energy vortices hidden in the original sea, and the original energy vortex located in it is the source of power for all ability users. It can store the original energy between heaven and earth in it. This process is also called "incorporating the heaven and the earth" .
It's just that when the original energy flow reaches the original sea in the chest, it is like being stuck in a quagmire, and it is difficult to move. Even every time Si Wulu destroys the original energy, it is like scrubbing an injured wound with an iron brush. The severe pain made Si Wulu want to faint.
If you look inside at this time, you will find that the original energy cyclones in Siwu Lu Yuanhai are different from those of normal ability users. They are just cyclones formed by the surge of original energy. Some of the crystal filaments on the surface of his original energy cyclones are change.
This means that as Si Wulu guides more and more original energy into the alien spin, he will forcibly expand the entire original energy alien spin. This is equivalent to other people's alien spin being stretchable rubber, and his But it is the space made of stone. To store more original energy, the space inside must be expanded. This is also the source of pain for Si Wulu every time he practices.
Although Si Wulu looked lazy on weekdays, he had a kind of ruthlessness and perseverance that was different from ordinary people in his bones. He gritted his teeth and persisted until Si Wulu could no longer feel this body after more than half an hour. This practice is completed only when the body is not your own.
The exercise practiced by Si Wulu is called Junti Kung Fu. As the name suggests, it is the basic exercise practiced by soldiers of the Great Wilderness Army and was created by the founding ancestor of the Great Wilderness Kingdom. Although there are only three levels of skills, which can be found everywhere in the Great Wilderness, they are the necessary skills for all Great Wilderness ability users to practice in their initial stage.
Almost all ability users use this martial arts to strengthen their bodies and refine their original energy in the initial stage. After breaking through the third level of martial arts, you can switch to other secret arts and officially become a martial artist from the first level of ability user, that is, a true ability user.
There are also higher pursuers who will take the initiative to suppress themselves and continue to refine their original energy. Only when they reach the perfect state can they break through and become a warrior.
And the state of perfection is not the ultimate, there is the legendary extreme state above perfection. It's just that the extreme realm cannot be achieved through hard work. Only those with extraordinary talents, the legendary top geniuses, have a glimmer of hope.
As the saying goes, "Tall buildings rise from the ground." Although the chance of reaching this extreme state is very slim, there are still many geniuses in the world who are obsessed with it, and a few people even miss the best age for cultivation because of this.
Because without the foundation of the extreme realm, it is just a luxury to hope to become the most powerful person in the invincible world in the later stage.
After practicing, Si Wulu immediately fell on the bed. After a long time, Si Wulu recovered. Si Wulu touched his chest and felt the original sea in his body, but waves of shadows passed through his heart. This is the horror of the Heart-Eating Palm, and Si Wulu was only touched by its aftermath.
So many years have passed, and even now, it still affects Si Wulu's fate all the time, as if it wants to drag Si Wulu into the mud and into the abyss.
Today, the frivolous young man named Yang Xiaochun, who is about the same age as himself, has become a strong man in his own right, but he is still struggling to practice military skills, and there is no hope for the "extreme realm" in the legendary first realm. Thinking of this, Si Wulu couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
In his limited memory, people around him marveled at his talent. However, after that night, Si Wulu not only lost everything, but even the talent he was proud of disappeared, as if it was all just a big disaster. Dream.
Whenever the original energy is guided to the original sea in the chest, the original energy flow will become extremely slow, as if the front is blocked, and will be accompanied by bursts of severe and inhuman pain.
It seemed that only this sharp pain, and only this pain, silently reminded Si Wulu that it was not a dream.
Si Wulu didn't even know who gave him such a heavy price for growing up, because that night came so suddenly, and at that time he was just a child who didn't understand anything.
But this is fate, and Si Wulu has to accept it.
