Chapter 3
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The young man in black named "xingjue", a 15-year-old high-level martial artist, was originally the most gifted person among the new blood of the criminal family. However, until he was 15 years old, he still could not condense a sea of Qi in his body. Even though his talent was superb, he could not use the Qi of martial arts, so he could not become a martial master. Therefore, despite his high cultivation talent, he could not escape The fate of being abandoned by the Xing family will never again be a high-ranking new blood, but a domestic slave.
Xing Jue sat on the carriage and looked out of the window at the familiar scenes that were passing away. From a vagrant youth, he was selected as the new blood by the criminal family. With his cultivation talent far beyond ordinary people, he became the strongest among all the new blood, and tasted the proud taste.
However, when he got to the age of condensing the sea of Qi in his body, Xing Jue failed to condense successfully. Looking at those who were weaker than himself, he was anxious to surpass him one by one because of the condensation. However, although he tried his best to cultivate, his body still could not condense into a sea of Qi. Up to now, his once genius is an accident Of became a "waste blood.".
"Punishment, in fact, the drillmaster is good to you, you got a supervisor's job on that side," the old servant comforted him when he saw the sentence for a long time without saying a word and his face was melancholy.
This old man is the close servant of the sentence. Everyone calls him Zhang Lao. He is also a junior martial artist. Since he was elected to the Xing family to do new blood, he has been served by Zhang Lao. In other words, Zhang Lao grew up watching the sentence. Now he is naturally distressed to see the sentence in this way.
"Don't worry about Zhang Lao, I'm ok." after hearing Zhang Lao's words, Xing Jue also felt Zhang Lao's worry about him. He took care of old Zhang from childhood to old Zhang. For Zhang Lao, he also had the feelings of his relatives. Naturally, he didn't want him to worry about himself. Although he was very sad in his heart, the sentence still forced out a smile and said to old Zhang.
"Ah," however, how could old Zhang not see that the sentence was a forced smile, so he sighed, his heart full of unspeakable pain.
After going out of the training base, he went straight out of the West.
Just after the carriage passed by, the space suddenly wriggled, and then two old figures appeared on the road like ghosts.
"It's very talented, but it's really a strange thing that it can't be condensed into a sea of Qi for a long time," one of the old men in a gray robe whispered, looking at the cart that was gradually disappearing.
"If he can condense the spirit sea, coupled with good cultivation, it will not be worse than your small culvert." after hearing the old man's words, the old man in white stroked his snow white beard and said with a smile.
"Unfortunately, he can't," said the old man in grey, shaking his head. However, when the old man in white mentioned Xiaohan, he had a confident smile on his face.
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The young man in black named "xingjue", a 15-year-old high-level martial artist, was originally the most gifted person among the new blood of the criminal family. However, until he was 15 years old, he still could not condense a sea of Qi in his body. Even though his talent was superb, he could not use the Qi of martial arts, so he could not become a martial master. Therefore, despite his high cultivation talent, he could not escape The fate of being abandoned by the Xing family will never again be a high-ranking new blood, but a domestic slave.
Xing Jue sat on the carriage and looked out of the window at the familiar scenes that were passing away. From a vagrant youth, he was selected as the new blood by the criminal family. With his cultivation talent far beyond ordinary people, he became the strongest among all the new blood, and tasted the proud taste.
However, when he got to the age of condensing the sea of Qi in his body, Xing Jue failed to condense successfully. Looking at those who were weaker than himself, he was anxious to surpass him one by one because of the condensation. However, although he tried his best to cultivate, his body still could not condense into a sea of Qi. Up to now, his once genius is an accident Of became a "waste blood.".
"Punishment, in fact, the drillmaster is good to you, you got a supervisor's job on that side," the old servant comforted him when he saw the sentence for a long time without saying a word and his face was melancholy.
This old man is the close servant of the sentence. Everyone calls him Zhang Lao. He is also a junior martial artist. Since he was elected to the Xing family to do new blood, he has been served by Zhang Lao. In other words, Zhang Lao grew up watching the sentence. Now he is naturally distressed to see the sentence in this way.
"Don't worry about Zhang Lao, I'm ok." after hearing Zhang Lao's words, Xing Jue also felt Zhang Lao's worry about him. He took care of old Zhang from childhood to old Zhang. For Zhang Lao, he also had the feelings of his relatives. Naturally, he didn't want him to worry about himself. Although he was very sad in his heart, the sentence still forced out a smile and said to old Zhang.
"Ah," however, how could old Zhang not see that the sentence was a forced smile, so he sighed, his heart full of unspeakable pain.
After going out of the training base, he went straight out of the West.
Just after the carriage passed by, the space suddenly wriggled, and then two old figures appeared on the road like ghosts.
"It's very talented, but it's really a strange thing that it can't be condensed into a sea of Qi for a long time," one of the old men in a gray robe whispered, looking at the cart that was gradually disappearing.
"If he can condense the spirit sea, coupled with good cultivation, it will not be worse than your small culvert." after hearing the old man's words, the old man in white stroked his snow white beard and said with a smile.
"Unfortunately, he can't," said the old man in grey, shaking his head. However, when the old man in white mentioned Xiaohan, he had a confident smile on his face.
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The young man in black named "xingjue", a 15-year-old high-level martial artist, was originally the most gifted person among the new blood of the criminal family. However, until he was 15 years old, he still could not condense a sea of Qi in his body. Even though his talent was superb, he could not use the Qi of martial arts, so he could not become a martial master. Therefore, despite his high cultivation talent, he could not escape The fate of being abandoned by the Xing family will never again be a high-ranking new blood, but a domestic slave. Xing Jue sat on the carriage and looked out of the window at the familiar scenes that were passing away. From a vagrant youth, he was selected as the new blood by the criminal family. With his cultivation talent far beyond ordinary people, he became the strongest among all the new blood, and tasted the proud taste. However, when he got to the age of condensing the sea of Qi in his body, Xing Jue failed to condense successfully. Looking at those who were weaker than himself, he was anxious to surpass him one by one because of the condensation. However, although he tried his best to cultivate, his body still could not condense into a sea of Qi. Up to now, his once genius is an accident Of became a "waste blood.". "Punishment, in fact, the drillmaster is good to you, you got a supervisor's job on that side," the old servant comforted him when he saw the sentence for a long time without saying a word and his face was melancholy. This old man is the close servant of the sentence. Everyone calls him Zhang Lao. He is also a junior martial artist. Since he was elected to the Xing family to do new blood, he has been served by Zhang Lao. In other words, Zhang Lao grew up watching the sentence. Now he is naturally distressed to see the sentence in this way. "Don't worry about Zhang Lao, I'm ok." after hearing Zhang Lao's words, Xing Jue also felt Zhang Lao's worry about him. He took care of old Zhang from childhood to old Zhang. For Zhang Lao, he also had the feelings of his relatives. Naturally, he didn't want him to worry about himself. Although he was very sad in his heart, the sentence still forced out a smile and said to old Zhang. "Ah," however, how could old Zhang not see that the sentence was a forced smile, so he sighed, his heart full of unspeakable pain. After going out of the training base, he went straight out of the West. Just after the carriage passed by, the space suddenly wriggled, and then two old figures appeared on the road like ghosts. "It's very talented, but it's really a strange thing that it can't be condensed into a sea of Qi for a long time," one of the old men in a gray robe whispered, looking at the cart that was gradually disappearing. "If he can condense the spirit sea, coupled with good cultivation, it will not be worse than your small culvert." after hearing the old man's words, the old man in white stroked his snow white beard and said with a smile. "Unfortunately, he can't," said the old man in grey, shaking his head. However, when the old man in white mentioned Xiaohan, he had a confident smile on his face. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
