Chapter 2 Entering Martial Arts in White Clothes

Then, Shi Potian shocked Hunyuan Palm.

The moment he clicked to receive it, the ancient axis flashed by, and the palm technique automatically entered into the spiritual consciousness.

Immediately, the forceful palm intention surged continuously inside the body.

"Hunyuan Palm One Style: Destroying Mountains and Cracking Rocks."

"Second Hunyuan Palm Style: Raging Waves Beating the Shore."

"Hunyuan Palm Three Forms: Thunder Moves Nine Heavens."

One move and three moves, after a few ups and downs, the palm energy is hidden in Ren Du's two veins.

Finally, there is the cloud of rich gas, Xiao Luo clicked to collect it.

In an instant, Xiao Luo felt that he was swallowed by the infinite vitality of heaven and earth.

One hundred thousand martial arts roots surged in, merged into the limbs and bones, and rushed to the dantian.

Be tolerant to diversity, tolerance is a virtue.

After his current body has undergone pulse cutting and marrow washing, the tendons and veins have become broad and infinite, absorbing an endless stream of roots.

In this world, the realm of martial arts is divided into nine ranks and four realms.

Among the ninth ranks, those who reach the ninth rank to the seventh rank can be called beginners, those who reach the sixth rank and above can be called warriors, and those who reach the third rank are masters.

The four realms are further divided into the Vajra Ordinary Realm, the Freedom Realm, the Happy Heaven Realm, and the Mysterious Mystery Realm.

Vajra Mortal Realm is already a master of martial arts and has the qualifications to establish a sect.

The free state is a rare strong man in the world.

The Xiaoyaotian Realm belongs to the existence of Shenlong who sees the head but does not see the tail, and there are only a few dozen people in the whole northern calendar.

As for the Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, it is said that only one overseas immortal has reached this realm.

Realm breakthrough requires the foundation of martial arts.

The foundation of martial arts is the true essence cultivated by martial arts practitioners.

When the true energy is released, it can push mountains, shake seas, split the ground, and shake the sky.

You can ride the wind for thousands of miles, and travel too far.

It can kill one person in ten steps, or break three thousand with one sword.

Xiao Luo smiled coldly: "Emperor Ming, you oppressed me with imperial power and betrayed me with ruthlessness, but it doesn't mean that I was an accident in your life!"

A young scholar who stepped into martial arts.

"Expend 1000 roots to break through the ninth rank of martial arts."

"It costs 2000 roots to break through the eighth rank of martial arts."

"Expend 5000 roots to break through the seventh rank of martial arts."

"Expend 1 roots to break through the sixth rank of martial arts."

"Expend 2 roots to break through the fifth rank of martial arts."

"Expend 5 roots to break through the fourth rank of martial arts."

Breaking through the sixth rank, Xiao Luo instantly became a mid-level warrior.

Immediately, Xiao Luo's character attribute panel was refreshed in the system:
[Host: Xiao Luo]

【Age: 15 years old】

[Boundary: Martial Dao Fourth Rank]

【Physical: Martial essence without scale】

[Spirit: None]

[Movement: Stone-shattering Hunyuan Palm]

[Weapon: None]

[Basic: 1 million/10 million]

At the normal speed of breaking through the first rank in ten years, it takes at least 60 years of hard work for ordinary people to reach the fourth rank.

"The roc rides the wind in one day, soaring up to [-] miles. If the wind stops when it comes down, it can still shake the dark water."

Xiao Luo's inner breath circulated, pear blossoms rustled down.

Spring splashes.

After he calmed down, the system released the first task:
[Designated reading classics: Thirteen Confucian classics. 】

[Term: one year. 】

[Basic Reward: One Million Martial Arts Foundation. 】

[Random rewards: One of the methods, moves, weapons, pills, etc. 】

A million martial arts foundations!

It takes 20 yuan to break through the third rank, 50 yuan for the second rank, and [-] for the first rank. With a million roots, you can directly break through the first rank and become a real martial arts master.

After that is the four realms.

Xiao Luo was overjoyed, the time to step into the four realms would not be too far away.

However, completing system tasks is not an easy task.

Although he has read the Thirteen Classics of Confucianism, he still needs to integrate them in order to have a different opinion.

If you follow the wisdom of the past, the system will definitely not pass.

The so-called Thirteen Confucian Classics refer to "Zhouyi", "Shangshu", "Book of Songs", "Zhouli", "Yili", "Book of Rites", "Chunqiu Zuozhuan", "Chunqiu Gongyang Zhuan", "Spring and Autumn Valley Biography of Liang, The Analects of Confucius, The Classic of Filial Piety, Erya, and Mencius.

In addition, "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean", "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius" are also called the Four Books of Confucianism.

"Book of Songs", "Shangshu", "Book of Rites", "Book of Changes", and "Spring and Autumn" are called the Five Classics.

These are the classics of Confucianism and Confucianism.

Xiao Luo left the small courtyard, walked into the study, and silently flipped through the volumes.

Half of "The Analects of Confucius" ruled the world.

It started with Confucius' words, and perhaps reading it now, I have a different feeling.

The night is coming quietly, and the flowers are still falling.

A solitary lamp was lit in the small courtyard, reflecting the stars in the sky.

……

Spring and winter come.

Just as Xiao Luo was concentrating on studying hard, in the far north, a snow-covered dilapidated inn welcomed a boy in red single clothes.

"Snow White Villa, it looks good, go in and have a bowl of noodles."

The boy in red strode into the inn.

Nuo Da's inn was unexpectedly quiet, except for a man wearing a heavy fox fur sitting at the window, he was the only customer.

The young man in red didn't think much, and called out loudly: "Xiaoer, have a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

"Just a bowl of noodles? Six copper coins."

The waiter lazily greeted him.

Finally hoped for a customer, but it was a poor ghost.

"Give."

The boy in red carefully counted out six copper coins and handed them to the waiter.

The boss sitting at the window of Kusi Inn's future turned his head and looked at the clothes on the young man.

The red dress is made of phoenix fire, which is extremely precious, even if it is Yuxiufang in Tianzi City, it is still difficult to buy one.

And the big burden on his body must be a valuable thing.

"The most important thing is that he looks like a fool. He must be easy to deceive. My inn is counting on him."

The boss happily watched the boy eat noodles.

Suck it, suck it.

The boy not only ate up a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but also finished the soup.

At this moment, another group of rough men walked into the inn.

"Robbery!"

"Hand over everything valuable!"

The boy who had just placed the bowl was first surprised, then overjoyed.

He strode onto the table and rushed to the robber: "Are you guys going to rob?"

"who are you?"

The robbers waved the ghost knife in their hands, puzzled by the excitement of the young man.

"I, Lei Wujie, specialize in dealing with injustices in the world!"

"What Lei Wujie! How dare an unknown junior pretend to be a fool in front of the uncle?"

The robbers were outraged.

The rivers and lakes are like that, when they disagree with each other, they meet each other with fists and kicks.

The young man in red, who called himself Lei Wujie, fought against a dozen or so robbers alone.

In a blink of an eye, the inn was in disarray.

Finally, there was a loud bang, and countless sparks exploded.

"No, it's Leijiabao in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wind is blowing!"

When the leader gave an order, the robbers retreated in a panic, leaving broken tables and chairs all over the place.

Satisfied, Lei Wujie clasped his fists and said with a smile: "You don't need to thank me for your kindness, just remember my name, Lei Family Lei Wujie, farewell."

"Just go like this?"

The boss reached out to stop him.

"Ok?"

"My inn was destroyed by you, and I will pay you according to the price, 500 taels!"

Lei Wujie patted his head: "I don't have money, but as long as I go to a place, I will have money."

"Where?"

"Snow Cloud City."

 Due to copyright reasons, the character's name had to be changed, everyone will just wait and see...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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