In Shuangpu Town, Qifeng Mountain is like seven pillars that hold the sky, standing in the northwest of Shuangpu Town. There are many mountains in the mountains, countless strange peaks and ridges. Qifeng Mountain is not high and not strange, but it is unique. It is quite famous.

As the name suggests, Qifeng Mountain is composed of seven peaks, and it is the most outstanding. The seven peaks are arranged in a regular manner from the top to the bottom. The seven peaks form a regular hexagonal shape. What's more outstanding is that the seven peaks are actually quite tall and short.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine shines on the earth.

On the third peak of Qifeng Mountain, on the hillside, a small figure was sitting cross-legged on a protruding rock facing the east, pinching mysterious hand gestures in his hands, and closing his eyes.

Facing the rising sun, a breath containing vitality was taken into his body with his breathing. After several cycles in his body, he transformed into the bone blood vessels, nourishing his body.

After nine cycles were completed, he exhaled a long breath of turbid air. When he saw cold air, he turned into a long white mist. Just like the legendary immortal who swallowed clouds and fog.

This young man, named Zhuang Yi, is twelve years old this year. He is a man from the Zhuangjia at the foot of Qifeng Mountain. Every morning, before the sun sets out, he will climb Qifeng Mountain to practice.

The plan for the day is in the morning. In the morning, all things are revived. It is the most prosperous moment in the world. Practicing at this time can achieve the best results.

Slowly, Zhuang Yi opened his eyes, and a faint green flashed through his eyes.

He murmured, "The method of holding jade is divided into four realms: pregnant jade, raising jade, breaking stone, and holding jade. The human body is stone, and true energy is jade. Each realm corresponds to a level. Now I have just succeeded in pregnant jade, and I am just a martial artist. Only by reaching the realm of holding jade can the carp turn into a dragon and achieve the innate realm."

The road is still long, but Zhuang Yi is full of confidence. "The jade-bearing technique is the top skill of the Zhuangzi. As long as you practice it persistently, you will definitely reach the jade-bearing state. At that time..."

A trace of perseverance flashed across Zhuang Yi's young face that was not commensurate with his age.

Looking up at the sky, he suddenly lost his voice, "It's broken, it's already so late, go home quickly, otherwise Aunt Yue should be anxious."

He pushed his hand to the ground, and with a slight force, a light backflip stood firmly on the boulder. A smug smile appeared on his face.

If it were before, how could it be that such a beautiful backflip...

Only then can a trace of the shadow of a twelve-year-old boy be found in him.

After going down the mountain, I ran straight to my house. Before I could reach the door, I saw a slender figure standing in front of the door from afar.

"Aunt Yue, you want to wait for me here again." Zhuang Yi touched the back of his chest and said embarrassedly. As he ran along, his face was sweating, and under the sunlight, there was a golden light.

Aunt Yue looks over thirties, but years have not left a trace on her face. Only the vicissitudes in her eyes reveal her experience, just like her appearance, not as simple as she looks.

Aunt Yue looked at Zhuang Yi, and her eyes revealed unconcealed tenderness. Seeing his sweaty look, she pulled out a silk handkerchief from her waist, bent down, and wiped it for him.

"I'll do it myself." Zhuang Yi was a little uncomfortable, and snatched the towel and brushed his face randomly.

An Aunt Yue's mouth rose, "Get in, the food is cold." Her voice was a little hoarse, which was in a strong contrast with the tenderness on her face.

"Yes." Zhuang Yi wiped his sweat and handed her the towel back, "You can go back too, Xiaolong is still waiting for you to cook for her."

Yue Niang nodded, said nothing, and turned around and left.

Zhuang Yi knew her temperament and didn't like to talk. She looked straight at her back and disappeared at the end of the aisle before turning around and walking into the house.

The furnishings in the house were very simple and clean. There were several bowls and plates on the table in the middle, all covered with plates.

Zhuang Yi lives alone. In the past few years, if Yue Niang hadn’t taken care of him and came to cook for him every day, his life would have been so bad.

People who practice martial arts have a lot of appetite, and Zhuang Yifeng swept away the food on the table like a scattered cloud. The food cooked by Yue Niang is always just right. After eating all the food, she is just full.

As soon as I got up to clean up the dishes, I saw a middle-aged man walking straight through the gate and swaggering into the yard.

Zhuang Yi's face darkened, he stepped out of the hospital, and the future people blocked outside and asked in a deep voice, "What are you here to do?"

The middle-aged man has a thin face and a prominent eyebrow bone, which makes people feel disgusted when they see it. He is tall and squinted at Zhuang Yi from a high place, and said with a smile without a smile, "Zhuang Yi, in two years, you will be fourteen years old."

"Hmm?" Zhuang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at him without fear, "So what?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with anger. A junior dared to talk to him like this. The smile on his face that forced him to pretend to disappear, "In two years, you will not be a dealer. This house belongs to our dealer, and I want to take it back."

When Zhuang Yi heard this, his anger suddenly came up. Hu Luoping Yang was bullied by a dog. This villain actually wanted to take advantage of the situation to rob him. He glanced at the other person sideways, and a trace of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You are the ones?"

The middle-aged man had never been confronted by the younger generation like this, and his anger instantly burned all over his body. Suddenly, two balls of flame-like light lit up in his eyes, and a cold voice spit out from his mouth, "Do you dare to disobey my order?"

A hot breath rushed towards Zhuang Yi who was approaching him. For a moment, he felt like he was in a furnace. Fortunately, he was prepared to use his true energy and hug Yuan Shuyi to barely resist this heat wave.

"You have actually been promoted to a martial arts disciple?"

A surprised voice sounded from the middle-aged man's mouth, and then he grinned, "Just relying on your low-grade martial artist's strength, I want to compete with me, a low-grade martial artist?"

The temperature around his body suddenly jumped, making Zhuang Yi extremely miserable, and his true energy was quickly consumed. He knew very well that once his true energy was exhausted, he would definitely be burned and seriously injured on the spot.

In desperation, he shouted, "Do you want to openly disobey the clan rules?"

The middle-aged man was shocked and suddenly remembered the clan rules that it was not allowed to fight privately, and the violator was thirty. When his eyes narrowed, his aura was restrained, and the heat wave disappeared immediately.

Zhuang Yi's body lightened, and his whole body felt as if he had just been fished out of the water, and he was soaked. He gritted his teeth, straightened his body, and said sternly, "As long as I am a merchant from the Zhuangjia one day, this house is mine one day. No one has the power to take it away. If you dare to come again, see you in the ancestral hall next time."

The middle-aged man's eyes shrank. He originally thought that Zhuang Yi's parents were not around. A twelve-year-old child could make him obediently give up the house if he was a little scared. Unexpectedly, although Zhuang Yi's man was young, it was not easy to deal with.
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