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Chapter 2 Physique Ten Thousand Years Ago

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    Yunfeng Mountain, the outer gate of Shengyang Sect.

    At this time, night was approaching, and on the narrow and twisted back mountain road of Yunfeng Mountain, a few fifteen or sixteen-year-old young people were carrying a seriously injured boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face.  Cursing.

    "Damn it, I couldn't beat the fox and made a fuss all over. I originally thought that I could secretly go to the Spirit Wood Garden to pick a few spiritual grasses and sell them. This month will be easier. I didn't expect that I didn't pick a single blade of grass.  It's going to be a big trouble." A thin young man said.

    "You should be content. It's not bad that you didn't get caught by the punishment hall this time." Another dark-skinned young man said.

    "Hey, Senior Brother Wang Lun, this time it's thanks to you. If you hadn't been related to a certain Senior Brother in the Xingtang Hall and randomly caught a scapegoat to take the blame for us, we would all be in big trouble this time." Another monkey face  The boy laughed and said, there were spots on his nose, like a strawberry on his face.

    The young man named Wang Lun, with a dark complexion, glanced at the seriously injured boy they were carrying, and said with a sarcasm: "It's just that Jian Mu is unlucky. I originally wanted to solve it peacefully, but I didn't expect to let this  The boy went to cover him but he refused to do so, and dared to resist us, so he had to be beaten and thrown to the criminal court for custody, so that this matter will not be resolved."

    "That's right, Jianmu, this little waste, doesn't know how to flatter. I thought it was the old elder who could take care of him when he was alive. Once the old elder dies, who will take him seriously?" the monkey-faced boy said with a sarcasm  .

    "Throw him into the ruins of the back mountain and let him fend for himself. It's best to die quickly, so as not to talk around and cause trouble." Said the thin young man.

    "Hmph, if you dare to talk nonsense, I'll beat him up again!" Wang Lun said coldly.

    Soon after, they came to the ruins of the back mountain, where there was a river leading to an underground river.

    Wang Lun and the others threw the seriously injured Jian Mu on the ground, and said, "Let's leave it here. You'd better die quickly, and don't cause trouble for us."

    "That's not easy. He is half dead now. If he is thrown into the river and rushed into the underground river, he will definitely die." The monkey-faced boy said viciously.

    These people are clearly in their teens, but they are extremely vicious. They not only find someone to take the blame for themselves, but also want to silence them afterwards. Their hearts are very vicious.

    However, from the disdainful eyes of these people towards the seriously injured boy, it can be seen that they didn't take the boy's life seriously at all, as if they were seeing an ant.

    Who cares about the life of an ant?  It can be trampled to death with just one foot.

    "Let me come!" The skinny boy came over, glanced at Jianmu lying on the ground with disgust, and then kicked him into the river of ruins.

    "Plop!"

    The water splashed and the boy fell into the river.

    Wang Lun, the skinny boy, and the monkey-faced boy quickly left this place and disappeared into the night

    Not long after, at another place in the river, Jianmu came out of the water with a crash, and he swam to the shore with all his strength, where he stretched out there, panting heavily.

    He had passed out just now, but after the impact of the cold river water, he immediately woke up. After knowing his situation, he was shocked and climbed to the shore with all his strength. People can awaken their potential in a big crisis  , Xuan Yixuan's life is in danger this time.

    "These bastards are really deceiving people too much. If I, Jianmu, have the strength in the future, I will be the first to maim you bastards!" Jianmu cursed viciously.

    But soon, Jianmu thought of his situation, and couldn't help but smiled wryly again, strength, can he really get strength?

    Since childhood, he has worked hard to cultivate, eager to improve himself, and did not want to disappoint the old elders, but to no avail.

    Jianmu grew up in the outer courtyard of the Holy Sun Sect. He was a child picked up by the elders of the outer courtyard. He was brought into the Holy Yang Sect to let Jianmu learn to practice.

    There are thousands of practitioners in the world, all of whom aim to condense vitality and practice mystic arts. Those who are successful in cultivation can not only gain a lot of life span, but also gain power beyond the heaven and earth, which is very desirable.

    There are tens of thousands of cultivation techniques in the world. It is said that in ancient times, there were many ways of cultivation, such as body training, strength training, black magic, fairy magic and so on.

    But with the changes of history and the changes of the world, in the end only the line of Xuanshu will be immortal, and the other cultivation systems will either decline or be eliminated.

    Even among them, the immortal method is known as unknown, so far.No one dares to practice.

    In order to repay the old elder's kindness of nurturing, Jianmu practiced desperately, but unfortunately, his progress in cultivation was very slow. Even ordinary people of average talent at the same age, after five years of practice, have achieved little success.  Mu, the progress of cultivation is frighteningly slow.

    If you want to practice profound arts, you must first refine Qi. This process is called Qi Realm. After the nine major Qi Realms are completed, you can open up a Qi Palace, become a Spirit Realm, enter the official academy of the Holy Sun Sect, and become a disciple of the Holy Yang Sect.

    Jianmu began to practice at the age of ten, but the progress was slow. For this reason, the old elder asked the senior officials of the Shengyang Sect to check Jianmu's body, but was unexpectedly informed

    Jianmu is an ancient physique.

    This kind of physique is rare in tens of millions. It is an atavistic phenomenon, just like the primitive people tens of thousands of years ago.

    According to historical records, in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, the environment of the great world led to the special physique of the human race, and it was very difficult to practice. It would take decades of time just for a single aura.

    The reason is that people in ancient times had special physiques, and most of the vitality of cultivation would be automatically dissipated to strengthen the flesh and blood body.

    Therefore, people in that era were all physically strong, but no matter how strong they were, they were only flesh and blood, unable to reach the spiritual realm, and their life span was only a hundred years after all, and they would be eliminated soon.

    It's just that with the changes in the world, the physique of the human race was finally transformed and they can practice, but there will still be some ancestors who have the physique of ancient times and are not suitable for cultivation.

    This is exactly the case for Jian Mu. He is a throwback to his ancestors, with an ancient physique. Most of the vitality he has cultivated over the years has been deprived of his flesh and blood, so his progress is slow.

    It took several decades for the ancient physique to reach the spiritual realm. Even if Jianmu could become the spiritual realm at the age of thirty, it would be useless.

    Thirty-year-old spiritual realm has no growth value.

    That "ancient physique" sounds awesome, but it is actually a waste body. Therefore, how can a person like Jianmu be respected in this world where strength is the most important thing?

    The old elder had always taken care of Jian Mu during his lifetime, perhaps because he thought the child was pitiful, so he loved him even more.

    But it was this kind of love that put even more pressure on Jianmu. He wanted to reassure the old elder and comfort him, so he worked harder, but the result still remained the same.

    Three years ago, the old elder's lifespan was exhausted and he was buried in the loess.

    With the death of the old elder, Jianmu could no longer receive any support and protection.

    In the outer sect of Shengyang Sect, anyone can bully him, even those with ordinary talents will find some confidence in him, so Jianmu has suffered a lot of humiliation over the years.

    Now Jian Mu is sixteen years old, and in six years, he has only reached the third level of Qi Realm.

    The most damning thing is that last month, Jian Mu's cultivation base inexplicably dropped to the first level, and returned to the second level of the air environment. Such an achievement almost broke the record of the entire Shengyang sect.

    Jian Mu lay on the shore, looking at the night sky in a daze, in this world, can talent really determine everything?  Is the ancient physique really so useless?

    He was aching all over, but it was relieving.

    This is his only achievement in these years. After cultivating to the third level of the Qi state, his flesh and blood body has been strengthened a little bit, and he recovers faster after being injured, and his strength is stronger than others.

    This is the only advantage of Jianmu.

    However, these advantages are still not enough in the eyes of those who have achieved a little success in qi refining.

    Until the middle of the night, the pain on Jian Mu's body eased a little, and he could barely stand up by himself.

    "These bastards are too ruthless, let me take the blame for them, and they are going to kill them. When will I have the strength to resist these bastards? Why do I have an ancient physique? God, you are unfair to me.  I want to call you uncle!" Jian Mu shouted to the sky.

    "Whoosh!"

    At this moment, a meteor-like beam of light descended from the sky and flew directly towards Jianmu.

    The speed was too fast, Jian Mu wanted to dodge, but it was too late, in the end he didn't know what object was in the light beam, and it hit Jian Mu's forehead with a "bang", which made his eyes go black immediately.

    "Paralysis I'm just kidding, it won't be reported to the present world It's too fast."

    "Plop"

    Jianmu just woke up, and finally was knocked unconscious again.

    (This is a big change. Many things have been changed, and the character design has also been changed. I'm sorry to waste everyone's time. Today I will try my best to make up the number of chapters that were released before.) (Remember the website URL:  www.hlnovel.com
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