please!I don't want to be a villain!

The clan elder stood up and looked towards the sky, "I heard it won't, but I haven't been there for three days. When I was young, I never left Lin Dongcheng in my life."

"Our place is still too small. You are still young. If you have a chance, go out and have a look. Maybe you can go there for three days."

"In the next three days, Qi Guolin Dongcheng, so there will be other countries and other cities." Zhang Tianba said to himself.

"Boy, I remember that you have successfully stepped into the First Realm when you were six years old, why are you a useless person now?" the clan elder laughed.

Although the elder of the clan smiled, he still had some doubts in his heart. Zhang Erhe loved his precious son so much that he would not let Zhang Tianba become a mortal.

Zhang Tianba could only scratch his head. Of course, he didn't know what happened when his cultivation level was exhausted. Not long ago, he thought he was very strong until he received that punch in the stomach.

"But your talent is very good, you should practice quickly, and you will be able to recover in a short time." The clan elder said.

"Oh." Zhang Tianba nodded, but he didn't think so. He said he wanted to feel the aura of heaven and earth, but he couldn't feel anything at all.

If you really want to say it, this place seems to be no different from the earth.

"However, I remember that you, like your father, awakened a water-type martial soul. You should go to your father to teach you exercises and martial arts."

"Wuhun, what is that?" Zhang Tianba felt more and more confused.

Originally, the problem of practice has not been solved yet, and now there is so much information.

"Listen to me slowly."

Then the clan elder explained to Zhang Tianba what a Martial Soul is, but from Zhang Tianba's understanding, this Martial Soul is just an attribute, and it was born with it.

As for the long-term practice method, isn't this just Ping A?Martial arts are naturally skills.

"Okay, I see, I'll try to practice first."

For the next half month, Zhang Tianba tried various methods, but he still couldn't feel his true energy.

Zhang Erhe already knew the news that Zhang Tianba's cultivation was gone. He immediately called Zhang Hu, Zhang Tianba's guard, but he didn't know anything except that Zhang Tianba might hurt his brain and lose his memory. Couldn't ask.

"The young master was injured in the head by Miss Lin Yi, he may have lost his memory." Zhang Hu knelt on the ground trembling.

"Are you serious? My son has lost his memory." Zhang Erhe was full of disbelief, but he was mostly convinced in his heart.

No wonder my son suddenly wanted to call him father, but he lost his memory, but what does this cultivation base have to do with it?His son's strength is clear to him, he has already entered the third realm, and he showed signs of condensation just a month ago.

But now he suddenly became a mortal, he still felt very strange.

"Are you sure this is the only thing?" Zhang Erhe glared at Zhang Hu angrily.

Zhang Hu didn't dare to look up, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "No, there is really nothing else."

Seeing that Zhang Hu's expression didn't look like he was lying, Zhang Erhe didn't ask any more questions, just threw a knife in front of Zhang Hu, and said coldly: "It's not good for the protector, you dare to hide it from me, cut off your hand! Go to the branch!" "

Zhang Erhe's voice was cold and he couldn't hear any emotion, but Zhang Hu didn't hesitate, picked up the knife on the ground and chopped off his left palm.

Zhang Hu didn't dare to resent, the Patriarch's ability to keep him alive was considered an extrajudicial favor.

At this time, Zhang Tianba was lying on the old man's chair and eating the grapes that the girl fed into his mouth. He had never asked the name of this girl who had been with him for half a month.

Because a girl always has three words to do without a slave, Zhang Tianba really has nothing to talk to her about, but what he doesn't know is that this is all because of Zhang Tianba, the original owner, who doesn't call himself a slave in front of him. Land, all died miserably in the end.

"Hey, girl, what's your name?" Zhang Tianba asked.

"The maidservant's name is Tweety." The girl nodded.

Tweety?Such an earthy name, but Zhang Erhe and Zhang Tianba are also quite earthy names.

But Zhang Tianba still turned over and said with a smile: "This name sounds nice."

"Thank you, Young Master, for your compliment." The girl said softly.

Zhang Tianba, who was still planning to practice seriously, was ready to fail at this time. After half a month of trying, he had clearly realized that he was a waste.

It's so easy to practice in novels, but he is a monk of Zhang Er - he can't figure it out at all.

Zhang Tianba lay flat on the old man's chair again, and lazily said, "Ah...this is life."

Just as he was enjoying the comfort, Zhang Erhe walked in slowly, looking at Zhang Tianba slowly.

"Master, you are here."

"Tweety, go down."

To dismiss the girl, Zhang Erhe expressed concern to Zhang Tianba:

"I heard from Zhang Hu that you lost your memory. Can you practice now?"

"It's too difficult, I can't practice, and I can't feel the real essence at all." Zhang Tianba replied.

When the patriarch realized his cultivation, he didn't think he could hide the truth from his cheap father Zhang Erhe who was the patriarch.

"Father, is there anything in our family that can mutiny and become stronger without such cultivation." Zhang Tianba asked.

"Yes." Zhang Erhe replied.

"Really!" Zhang Tianba shot up from the old man's chair.

He was just complaining casually, but he didn't expect it to actually happen.

However, he found that Zhang Erhe's face was not good-looking, and it was obvious that there was something unspeakable.

"Yes, but no one has ever practiced it! Some people in the clan have tried to practice, but they all vomited blood and died shortly after practicing, or went mad." Zhang Erhe explained.

No one has ever done it!

As soon as this thing is heard, it is prepared for the protagonist!

"Father, show it to me, maybe I can practice it!" Zhang Tianba said.

Soon Zhang Erhe brought a quaint wooden box, but Zhang Erhe didn't open it, but said: "What kind of decision do you make, choose yourself? I'm old..."

"The one left in this box is called the Hongchen Sword Code, but it is only a half fragment, it is something left by your mother back then."

Fragments!It's simply not too good!

After finishing speaking, Zhang Erhe left Zhang Tianba's yard, but his eye circles gradually became moist, "Those people really left behind my son back then!"

He slammed his fist against the wall angrily.

But Zhang Tianba didn't care about Zhang Erhe's words at all. He has been reborn for so long, and he has never seen what Zhang Erhe said about his mother. It should be that Zhang Tianba died when he was a child.

Zhang Tianba opened the wooden box with great interest, and took out the sword code inside.

After spending half a month cultivating common sense, he also knew that this sword manual was something like a skill, but he didn't know which grade it was from Tiandi Xuanhuang. If it was a heavenly skill, it would be the best.

Turn a page.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first lead the sword from the palace!"

Zhang Tianba gasped, and a gust of cold wind howled between his legs.

"This is the Red Dust Sword Code? The Sunflower Book is right!"

How to practice this?Is it possible to really swing a knife from the palace?How is this possible, it's better to be beaten to death!

"Ah! I finally found a cheat book on rising, but I can't practice it yet."

At this moment, he finally knew why Zhang Erhe's face was so ugly. Who would want his son to become a eunuch?

"No, I have to look again, maybe I can practice without Ga?"