Infinite Defense

But he also knew that it was clearly an opportunity that his father spent money on.

Practitioners are not exempt from vulgarity.

That night, Chi Dun wanted to go to his father to ask about Beilizong, saying that he didn't care at all that it was a lie.

He really wants to practice, and it can even be said that everyone in this world wants to practice.

Practitioners have many things that ordinary people do not have, which cannot be measured by money.

But in front of his father's study, he heard such a conversation.

"Well... this cloth dyeing workshop is sold, and those few... are all sold. When I leave, I will give it to Mr. Fang as a gift."

Father's voice was not loud, but it pierced Chiton's heart like a needle.

Immediately afterwards, the mother said: "Oh, I don't know how the food in that small sect is, can't you bring a few servants there, that kid, no matter what he is, he must be disheveled all day long."

"No, Dun'er is here to practice, not to enjoy blessings."

"Isn't there anyone in our family who is talented in cultivation? It's okay to find someone who can make do with it. I'm really afraid that the child won't have enough to eat, what if the clothes are broken, he hasn't even touched needlework..."

Chiton's eyes were swollen, and he tried hard to open them.

I will certainly not embarrass you.

I also don't want to be looked down upon.

I want to be stronger than everyone!

The son will become a strong practitioner,

When the time comes, shut up those who speak ill of you behind your back!

Chapter 224 Strange Soul, True Self

"Hello, disciple Chi Dun, I have met the teacher!"

It was the first time I came to Beili Mountain and saw the legendary sect.

But speaking of it, the cultivation of ordinary disciples is similar to those of ordinary martial arts practitioners.

If you want to practice, you must first have a body that can withstand the aura entering the body.

Even so, Chiton was still very excited.

I once thought that I had nothing to do with practice, but I didn't expect to come here anyway.

The instructor just glanced at Chi Dun casually, and assigned him some chores, which he called to exercise his body.

At that time, Chiton had no doubts about anything.

He just seeks the Tao wholeheartedly, hoping to embark on the path of a practitioner.

When the other party asked him to work, he would do it without any complaints, and he even believed in it.

The brothers in the same period, when they were practicing, he was practicing, and when they were resting, Chi Dun was working.

That may have been Chiton's most fulfilling period of time.

Of course, only the first few months.

Ever since that genius disciple, Mu Qingxue, successfully passed the test and entered the Qi Sensing class, the senior brothers around her also left one by one in an endless stream.

The people Chiton knew changed after a wave.

He suddenly found that he had become the worst one in everyone's eyes.

Others are in the ninth level of body training, and he is studying how to attack the third level in the second level.

Gradually, the sense of gap is getting bigger and bigger.

When sending letters to his family, Chiton always used a concealed tone to mention them all.

It’s nothing more than some, life is good, progress is fast and so on.

He found……

When the oath I made in front of my father's study may not be fulfilled.

What else does he have?

Practice, practice day and night, until the seniors become real seniors, and all ordinary disciples become his juniors.

He is cultivating like crazy, because the time is coming.

Those who did not enter the Qi sensing class will be sent down the mountain.

Chi Dun didn't want to go home, he had no face to go back.

It is even conceivable that if he just returned home like this, how many people would look down upon his father.

He doesn't care what other people think of him, he's just a waste anyway, how could he be worse?

But when he thought of his parents who lowered their heads desperately and sent him to the Beili Sect, Chi Dun couldn't stop himself no matter what.

In the end, he still lost to fate.

He practiced day and night, exceeding the limits of what his body could bear. He didn't rest for a quarter of an hour, his energy and blood were confused, and he died suddenly on Beili Mountain.