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    "Hmph! Ha!"

    With a soft drink, Yang Hong opened his stance and suddenly punched out his fist, expertly matching his breathing, hitting a tree trunk in front of him that was as thick as an adult and had lush branches and leaves.

    This tree is as hard as iron and has leaves as big as **. It is a unique species of the Yunmeng Empire. It is an excellent material used to make sword handles and strong bow beams, so it is also known as the iron bark tree and the iron barrel tree.

    Yang Hong punched out, and the ironbark tree swayed, and the leaves the size of an adult fell one after another. However, his expression remained the same, and his anger sank in his dantian. He punched one after another, swinging continuously, and the tree trunk shook more and more violently.

    "Damn it, I still can't break it open!" Yang Hong stood up with his fist closed, took a deep breath, stared at the tree trunk in front of him, frowned, and showed strong unwillingness on his face.

    "I have reached the acquired realm and am in the bone refining stage, but I can't break the bark of the iron bark tree. It must be because of my body. I can't tell the specific level of the body I cultivated, but it is broken. I can't compare with others at all.  Compare!"

    Yang Hong clenched his hands tightly, his nails dug into his bones, and he didn't feel the blood flowing out. He was a monk who had reached the acquired realm and the bone refining stage. However, due to the incomplete body, although he had reached the bone refining stage, he did not  An ordinary monk has the strength to split rocks with his bare hands and punch through the bark of an ironbark tree.

    ¡°Only one who can break the bark of the ironbark tree with bare-handed gravel can be considered a qualified bone refining monk.

    Yang Hong seemed to be depressed, and punched the tree trunk again. The rough bark was intact as before, without breaking a trace of the skin.

    "Damn it, damn it, if I had a complete **, even the lowest level ******, I could go to the outskirts of the wild beast forest, kill the savage beasts, treat Xiaoxue's illness, and improve my life, but my father wouldn't be there.  Being looked down upon by others outside is a great grievance!¡±

    The unwilling look on Yang Hong's face became more intense, and he suddenly lay on his back on the ground, looking up at the sky with his limbs.

    "Cultivation of the physical body is divided into nine levels, the first level is cutting hair, the second level is exchanging blood, the third level is twisting tendons, the fourth level is bone refining, the fifth level is marrow washing, the sixth level is flushing acupoints, the seventh level is sea of ????qi, the eighth level is body protection, and the ninth level is human transformation. I am only ten years old.  At the age of five, he has reached the bone refining stage. This kind of talent is already pretty good, but without a good body, no matter how good the qualifications are, they are of no use!  Pi, I can¡¯t do it even if I try hard!¡±

    "If this continues, I will never get ahead, so I might as well go to work honestly and at least make some money and share it with my father!"

    Yang Hong murmured, looking at the leaves that covered the sky and the sun, and shook his head violently: "No, once this happens, all my father's expectations will be shattered, and I will always be able to huddle in Luoshi Town, unable to see  To the outside world!¡±

    "The most important thing is that Xiaoxue's disease can't be cured by relying on the little money she earns from work. That's a huge expense!"

    Yang Hong shook his head hard, stood up again, clenched his fists, and pounded the tree trunk tirelessly. It was said to be a practice, rather than a way to vent.

    As the sun set, Yang Hong's linen clothes were soaked with sweat, his face was red and steaming.

    His limbs were so weak and his whole body was so weak that he even refused to open his eyelids. He lay limply on the ground and kept breathing heavily.

    Yang Hong¡¯s situation is over-drafting the body and causing damage to body functions. If it were seen in the eyes of a knowledgeable expert, he would definitely shake his head with regret. A young man with good talent was ruined by himself.

    At the age of fifteen or sixteen, it is obvious that it is not possible for the body to deteriorate to such a state in just one or two days. It must be years and months of continuous hard work and squeezing of one's own energy. If it happens once or twice, the damage will not be done.  Yes, as long as you take good care of yourself, the body's functions can heal themselves.

    But Yang Hong's condition is already very serious. Three years of uncontrolled hard training cannot be cured by ordinary recuperation at all. Unless he stops practicing, uses good and rare supplements, and spends three to five years to nourish his body.  Only the body that has been excessively damaged can recover as before.

    "I can't give up. Even if I am in the bone refining stage and cannot compare to others in the tendon twisting stage, I can feel that once I reach the marrow washing stage, I will definitely be able to break the bark of the iron bark tree!"

    "Continue to practice and break through to the marrow washing stage. As long as I break the bark of the iron bark tree and prove that I have enough strength, I can go to the wild beast forest and hunt the weak wild beasts!" Yang Hong muttered to himself with his head dizzy.  , there is only one thought of getting stronger, lingering in my heart.

    "Brother, you are about to fall asleep again, dad is calling you to go home for dinner!"

    Suddenly, a cold little hand covered Yang Hong's eyes, and a faint sound of mosquitoes and flies suddenly made him wake up a little.

    "Xiaoxue, why are you here again? I didn't mean that I don't want you to do whatever you want.Come out, you are weak and cannot withstand the wind!  Otherwise, you will faint again!  "Yang Hong slowly opened his eyes and pulled away his cold hands. A delicate and small girl's face appeared in front of him, tilting his head with a smile.

    This girl¡¯s name is Yang Xue, she is thirteen years old and is Yang Hong¡¯s younger sister.

    Yang Xue has suffered from a strange disease since she was a child. Just like her name, her body is cold all year round without any warmth, and her face is frighteningly white. Yang Hong practices desperately, mostly because he wants to cure it.  The strange disease of good sister Yang Xue.

    "Okay, let's go home!" Yang Hong tried his best to get up from the ground, then patted Yang Xue on the forehead reproachfully and pulled her away with him.

    Luo Shi Town is located on the west side of the Wild Beast Forest and is a border town belonging to the Yunmeng Empire.

    Yang Hong¡¯s home is located on the outskirts of Luoshi Town. A simply built wooden house can barely block the wind and rain. Yang Hong led his sister back home, and there was already a dark shadow outside.

    Father Yang Yu had already placed two plates of wild vegetables and three bowls of dark porridge. When he saw the Yang Hong brothers and sisters coming back, he pulled a dark wooden stick next to the stool and walked towards the door.

    One of Yang Yu¡¯s legs was torn off by a young exploding bear when he entered the wild beast forest four years ago and became crippled. Only then did Yang Hong¡¯s family lose their source of income and their life became very difficult.

    It was at that time that Yang Hong determined to become a powerful monk and change his family situation.

    In the Yunmeng Empire, even ordinary people can practice ordinary martial arts and temper their bodies. Before Yang Yuwei became disabled, he was actually a powerful monk in the Qi Sea stage, and he was also a very famous figure in Luoshi Town.

    It's just that after a generation of Qihai monks lost their left leg, they became depressed and became worse day by day. When they wanted to pick it up again, they had already reached the stage of nearly middle age. In addition, one leg was disabled, and their strength was greatly reduced.  Before, even the monks in the marrow cleansing stage couldn't compare.

    From then on, he poured all his hopes into his son, hoping that Yang Hong would one day become a powerful monk.

    A table of food is by no means delicacies, just wild vegetables and gruel. Even if it is left in an ordinary home, people would not be willing to eat more. After all, wild vegetables and gruel have little oil and water and cannot replenish physical strength. However, Yang Hong practices really hard and squeezes  The energy and physical consumption is greater than that of ordinary people, so even wild vegetables and gruel are extremely delicious.

    "Brother eats like a wolf, he's afraid that I'll steal it from him! Not polite at all!" Yang Xue, a girl, chewed her food slowly, covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

    "Xue'er, don't talk nonsense, your brother's training is very hard!" Yang Yu rolled his eyes at Yang Xue, then took the crutch and walked towards the stove beside him.

    On the stove, there is an earthen pot simmering, steaming.  Yang Hong and Yang Xue realized that besides wild vegetables and porridge, there were other meals tonight.

    Taking a deep breath, Yang Hong smelled a faint aroma of meat and couldn't help but said in shock: "Dad, where did the meat come from?"

    Yang Hong¡¯s family is really poor. They only have stew meat during festivals, and it¡¯s just a small amount. Yang Yu smiled and said nothing, put the earthen pot on the table, and opened the lid.

    The whole hut was suddenly filled with the aroma of meat. Yang Yu smiled and said, "Atie in the town hunted a wild boar today and brought it to you specially to replenish your health!"

    "The Mountain Boar!" Yang Hong said in shock: "Uncle Atie was able to hunt the Mountain Boar. He is equivalent to a monk in the acupoint charging stage. Has he already cultivated Qi Sea and used Zhenqi?"

    The ninth level of physical cultivation, the first five levels, all rely on the vitality of heaven and earth to temper the body from the outside to the inside and tap the potential of the human body, which cannot be stored in the body.

    Only by completing acupoint flushing, reaching the stage of sea of ????qi, and opening up a sea of ????qi in the Dantian of the human body, can the vitality of heaven and earth be converted into true qi, which can be fully used for one's own use and use various magical means.

    A Qihai monk can truly enter the ranks of cultivation. He can become a master in Luoshi Town and be respected by many people.

    "Not bad!" Yang Yu breathed out lightly and sighed: "Your uncle Atie is already a Qihai monk and a strong man. Hong'er, you are my father's hope. You must work hard!"

    "Qihai monk! Qihai monk, dad, I must work hard to cultivate and become a Qihai monk like Uncle Atie!" Yang Hong clenched his fingers tightly. These four words seemed to have powerful magic power, making him yearn for it.  eager.

    Yang Hong stared at his son's resolute eyes, extremely pleased, and said: "Hong'er, Xue'er, eat the stew quickly. I have something important to tell you later!"

    His last words were spoken to Yang Hong, then he waved his hand, walked to the back room alone on crutches.

    Yang Hong and Yang Xue have known each other for a long timeI was greedy for this pot of stew. Although I had just eaten a lot of food, facing the delicacies that could only be eaten during the holidays throughout the year, I couldn't help but move my fingers. Even Yang Xue started chewing without any image.

    "Hong'er, have you finished the stew?" Yang Hong and his sister finished eating the stew in a hurry, and then Yang Yu's voice came out from the back room.

    ¡°Dad, there are a few more pieces left, come out and eat them while they¡¯re hot!¡± Yang Hong quickly put the few remaining pieces of stew into Yang Yu¡¯s bowl.

    Yang Xue pouted, but Yang Hong smiled and said: "Your sister is weak, so let her eat. Dad has something to say to you, so come in first!"

    Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, wondering what his father wanted to hide from his little sister, but he still stood up, rolled his eyes at Yang Xue, who had a greasy mouth and was snickering to himself, and walked to the back room in a few steps.

    "Dad, why don't you light the lamp? Also, why are you breathing so hard?" Yang Hong entered the room. It was pitch dark. Hearing Yang Yu's heavy breathing, he hurriedly went to light the oil lamp.

    As he groped forward step by step, Yang Hong faintly smelled a faint smell of blood. When he turned on the oil lamp, the sight in front of him almost made him cry out in shock. He couldn't hold the fire fold in his hand and dropped it.

    At this time, Yang Yu was lying on a wooden bed. Under the light of the oil lamp, his face was extremely pale and his lips were bitten. There was a hatchet with blood stains placed randomly beside him, which was very dazzling.

    "Dad, what's wrong with you, your leg? Why was it chopped off!" Yang Hong stared at the scene in front of him, trembling violently.

    Yang Yu's left leg, which had been torn off in half by the Explosive Bear, was completely chopped off with a hatchet. There was blood everywhere in the room, and a half-cut thigh fell to the ground, and the skin was completely cut off.  Peel it off and it's extremely scary.

    "Hong'er, don't scream. Dad cut it off himself. Listen carefully to what I say next!" Yang Yu was lying on the bed, extremely weak, but he was holding a small wooden stick with blood in his arms.  Box.
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