Overcome the catastrophe

From this day on, Ling Zihan started his cultivation career.

He first spent two months laying a solid foundation, and in his spare time, he read various books that the patriarch and the strong in the clan had snatched, mainly miscellaneous books, such as geography, people, monsters, animals, and plants. , Continental history and stuff like that.

Gradually, he figured out many things, such as the "Lost Land" where he lives now.

This area is a forbidden area of ​​the Dark Continent. It is full of restrictions, dangerous everywhere, and mysterious every step of the way.The high-level formation master once deduced that this huge area equivalent to the entire East Asia region on the earth is itself a formation space, and there are various formations in it, which interact and restrain each other, deriving various strange natural phenomena, geographical environments, animals and plants.

Since the demons invaded thousands of years ago and ravaged the ancient land of origin, causing heavy casualties to the cultivators of the Feilu Realm, many things have been lost, such as witchcraft, such as formations. Complete, it is very difficult to upgrade to a high level.When it was discovered that there were countless lost formations in this "Lost Land", many formation masters risked their lives to enter here as if they had found a treasure, trying to find a way to break the formation and seal the formation. Open up this safe area that can be used for human habitation.

Many formation masters who practiced in the ancient land of origin and other floating continents managed to sneak over here. They stayed in this forbidden land for decades or hundreds of years, studying it obsessively, and even died because of it.

After Ling Zihan figured out the situation here, he understood why Wei Tianyu wanted to study the formation and was unwilling to leave.

There are dangers in the forbidden area, but there are also opportunities, which is why many people live in this place with a dangerous environment and scarce cultivation resources, and they do not leave for many years.Not everyone who lives here is an enemy of the Dark Temple. They can kill the people in the Temple, but only to earn contribution points.In the final analysis, they are just cultivating madmen, the so-called martial idiots, who are willing to endure hardships and even give their lives for their lifelong dreams, to pursue the peak of martial arts, or weapon, alchemy, or array, without fear of death.

Ling Zihan admires such a person very much. Of course, to a certain extent, he and Wei Tianyu are also such a person.

Ling Jiuxiao strictly forbids him to look at anything related to martial arts, and only teaches him basic footwork, basic boxing and basic legwork, so that he can practice the most basic things first, and not be so ambitious.

Ling Zihan has no objection to this arrangement. Whether it is a horse-riding step or running with a load, they are all familiar things. He knows very well that this is an inevitable way to make his body stronger and increase his physical endurance, so he does not cut corners at all. He does it every day. Complete the training volume, but will not practice more.A child's body is too soft and immature. If it goes too far, it will easily hurt the root, and it will not be good for the future.

Two months later, Ling Jiuxiao got a bucket of blood from a second-level monster for him to soak.He practiced in the beast blood for two days, and his realm was promoted to the third rank of martial artist.

At this time, Wei Tianyu successfully stepped into the fourth rank of martial artist.Ling Zihan thought about it secretly, resisted not doing anything, and turned around to practice more seriously.

Under the tremendous pressure, Wei Tianyu's realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has gained more understanding in the art of refining. He has successfully entered the first level of a weapon master, and has officially become an enviable and respected weapon refiner.

The first work he completed as a weapon master was a weapon forged for Ling Zihan, and it was also the most commonly used iconic sword weapon of the Ling clan - the needle sword.

This kind of needle sword is extremely thin, with a long and narrow body, and the blade is as thin as a needle tip. With Ling's unique skills, it is impossible to defend against it when it is stabbed. Ordinary magic weapons can't stop it at all, and it will be easily pierced by this kind of sword.

Naturally, the materials that Wei Tianyu can get will not be high-level, and it is impossible for him to have mountains and seas of elementary materials for him to practice like in Wei's main sect. The furnace was opened for forging, and the result was as he predicted, there was no failure, and it was a success once.

Holding the hot sword weapon just out of the oven, he happily ran to Ling Zihan and handed him the needle sword in his hand.

Ling Zihan restrained his fists and feet, took over the needle sword, and said happily: "You have succeeded."

"Yes." Wei Tianyu smiled, "I'm a craftsman now."

"Congratulations." Ling Zihan held the needle sword and danced a sword flower, "I haven't practiced basic sword skills yet, this sword is in our room first."

"Okay." Wei Tianyu took a closer look, and found that he had reached the threshold of breakthrough, and it seemed that he could reach the fourth rank of martial artist at any time. He couldn't help being a little annoyed, "Why are you practicing so fast? Isn't this forcing people to jump over the wall? "

Ling Zihan blinked, "It seems that the saying goes, 'A dog is in a hurry to jump over a wall, but a man is in a hurry to get into a room'."

Wei Tianyu looked at the sky, then remembered something, laughed again, leaned forward, and whispered in his ear: "You are already a martial artist, your father will definitely get a little rabbit or something to let you You kill. Children, you have to see blood before you can develop courage."

This approach is naturally correct, but Ling Zihan is not a real child, and he has killed countless people on the earth for a long time, and seeing blood to practice courage has no effect on him at all.

"Killing rabbits..." Ling Zihan was a little speechless, and finally he could only sigh, "Forget it, I will help the cooks by killing chickens and rabbits for them."

Wei Tianyu laughed, turned and left, to figure out how to add formations to the forged weapons, and took Ling Zihan's needle sword by the way, and put it in their room.

Two days after Wei Tianyu finished speaking, Ling Jiuxiao really brought a little monster that looked a bit like a rabbit.This thing has pointed ears, can run and jump, is not slow, has black fur, two red eyes, and four fangs in its mouth. It is obvious that this little thing is a carnivore, not a harmless one that eats grass. bunny.

Ling Jiuxiao said to him: "Xiaohan, you are already familiar with basic footwork, basic boxing and basic legwork, now let's test the results of your two cultivations. This first-order magic tooth rabbit is fast, and its attack method is mainly It bites people with its fangs, if it is a life-or-death situation, the four fangs will fly out to attack the enemy, like flying arrows, and there is devil poison on its teeth, you have to be careful."

"Yes." Ling Zihan didn't expect that a small monster of the first rank would be quite lethal. He immediately looked solemn and took it seriously. After all, he is still too young, he has just started his cultivation, and his body is not very strong, so he dare not take it lightly.

Ling Jiuxiao took his son to the stone room for training, closed the door, and threw the Moya Rabbit into a corner far away from his son so that he could get ready.

Ling Zihan stood there quietly, looking at the little devil rabbit curled up in the corner.

The little monster had been starved before, and now it couldn't resist the smell of flesh and blood from the human child. Even though that powerful man was watching, it still swooped out, opened its mouth wide, and pointed its two claws with sharp nails at Ling Zihan quickly grabbed it.

Ling Zihan took a light step back and dodged the little devil rabbit's attack by dodging to the side.

The Moya Rabbit turned around flexibly in the air, then landed on the ground, kicked its limbs violently, and rushed towards Ling Zihan quickly.

In fact, Ling Zihan only needed one blow to kill it, but this would defeat the purpose of training.He has never punched or kicked, but kept dodging with basic footwork, so as to familiarize himself with body skills.

Ling Jiuxiao watched his son fearlessly, calmly moving around under the claws and fangs of the ferocious little monster. He was very happy and satisfied with his son's performance.

Feeling that the footwork was proficient, Ling Zihan began to punch.There are only three types of basic boxing techniques, straight punch, swing punch, hook punch, and when subdivided, there are also whip boxing, punching boxing, etc. Ling Zihan used the three moves and seven moves he has practiced well. Wind, with the dexterous footwork, that little devil rabbit can only be beaten.

The Moya Rabbit's eyes were red, and it screamed in anger. After the fight, it seemed that it knew that it was difficult to defeat the child in front of it, so it became violent, and suddenly landed heavily, and all the hair on its body stood on end.

Ling Jiuxiao couldn't help reminding, "Be careful of its teeth..."

Before he finished speaking, the four fangs of the Little Devil Rabbit popped out from its root, and shot towards Ling Zihan like lightning.

Ling Zihan dodged to the side like a whirlwind, but one of the fangs did not hide, it flew to his chest in the blink of an eye, and pierced his heart.

Ling Jiuxiao instinctively wanted to make a move, but Ling Zihan had already kicked the black fang to the ceiling, and then bounced back to the ground.

After the little devil rabbit's fangs were separated from its body, it immediately withered, and it no longer had any fighting power.

Ling Zihan flew forward and kicked out a series of mandarin duck legs in the air, kicking the little devil rabbit's head one after the other.Hearing only two soft "clicks", the magic tooth rabbit hissed miserably, his skull was shattered, he fell to the ground and twitched, and then stopped moving.

Ling Zihan reached out and grabbed its long ears, lifted it up and looked around, then turned to his father and asked, "Father, can this thing be eaten?"

Ling Jiuxiao saw that he killed the little monster cleanly without any hesitation, and he didn't have any abnormal reaction to the bloody Death Rabbit, so he couldn't help being happy and a little worried.It is a good thing for a son to kill decisively, but he is really too young, but he can remain calm before and after the killing. It can only be said that he is born with a murderous nature. Turning into a murderous maniac is naturally something Ling Jiuxiao doesn't want to see.

Looking at the expression in his father's eyes, Ling Zihan immediately understood his worry, and couldn't help laughing: "Father is worrying too much. My son is not afraid of killing people, but he will never kill indiscriminately."

"Okay." For some reason, although his son was only a four-year-old child, Ling Jiuxiao believed in what he said.He reached out to take the little devil rabbit caught by his son, rubbed his head with the other hand, and said affectionately, "You did a good job. Starting tomorrow, you can practice basic sword skills and basic knife skills."

Ling Zihan thought, probably he must practice the basic moves of all weapons, but this is also a good thing.He nodded, and replied: "Okay." Then he ran out and went to see Wei Tianyu's forging out of curiosity.