On the edge of Mojia Town, a famous family on Fengyue Island, there is a village surrounded by mountains and almost completely closed. The village is quite vast, with dense mountains and forests inside and waterfalls hanging in obliquely, which looks very mysterious.

This village is also an industry of the Mo family, with a strange name called Walker Village.

In fact, the people living in the Walker Village are not ordinary people who cultivate land, and the residents in the village are all younger generations of the "Mo Family".

The Mo family is very strict in educating young people, so they set rules: children over six years old in the clan will be sent to the village, and several masters will teach martial arts and conduct arduous and outstanding practices. They will not be allowed to leave the village and start to serve the family until they are seventeen years old.

At dusk, an inconspicuous figure was cleaning up the garbage in the martial arts training ground with a broom.

"Chen Musheng, have you finished sweeping?" A short boy with sharp mouth and crooked eyes came over and laughed and ridiculed him.

"No." Chen Musheng swept the floor by himself, and two words popped up in anger.

The boy with crooked eyes showed his contempt and cursed: "You are really a waste. If you can't cultivate 'true qi', you'll be slow to even sweep the floor."

Chen Musheng continued to sweep the floor silently. Although he felt so angry that his teeth were itchy, he still swallowed his anger and refused to pay attention.

The boy with a crooked eye was named Mo Fu. Like Chen Musheng, they were both from the Mo family, but their fates were completely different. They practiced the same basic secret book "Body Refining Art". As early as two years ago, Mo Fu practiced the "Body Refining Art" to the tenth level, and practiced true qi in his body, becoming a warrior.

Cultivating true qi is the symbol of becoming a warrior.

Chen Musheng's progress in practicing the "Body Refining Art" was very slow. It took him six years to finally reach the tenth level of realm, but for no reason, he just couldn't practice "true energy".

In the Walker Village, from eating, dressing, to accommodation conditions, all treatments are linked to the progress of personal practice. Chen Musheng was unable to cultivate true energy, so he naturally suffered a lot and was bullied by those who were already warriors from time to time.

And the crooked bastard in front of him is the one who bullies him the most.

"Take it, this is the key to the warehouse." Mo Fu looked at Chen Musheng squintly, threw a copper key on the ground, and said with disdain.

Chen Musheng was stunned for a moment, looked up at Mo Fu with a cold look, and asked, "What are you doing to me with the key?"

Mo Fu smiled wickedly and said, "Master Wu just ordered that when the village was held in the morning, my cousin released the 'small skill'. The noise was too loud, and everything in the warehouse collapsed. You just asked me to sort it out."

"Why are you calling me?" Chen Musheng asked coldly.

When Mo Fu heard this, he was like a cat who was stepped on his tail and yelled: "What do you mean by 'waste Chen'? Do you think I've lie to you? Be careful of my fist!"

Chen Musheng looked down at the key on the ground. After thinking about it, he could guess what was probably that Mo Fu had to do.

However, what Chen Musheng knew very well was that Master Wu was also a rather unreasonable person. Mo Fu was his disciple. If you really want to argue, partiality is certain. There is no need to provoke him.

"Okay, I'll go later." Chen Musheng picked up the key with a cold face and put it in his arms and said.

Mo Fu's crooked eyes narrowed into a line and laughed jokingly: "That's right. Anyway, you have nothing to do. No matter how stupid you practice, you can't develop true energy. It's better to do something meaningful and I'll leave first."

Chen Musheng did not respond. Looking at Mo Fu's back as he walked away, he felt indescribable. It was an emotion of unwillingness and anger. In the past, he was the hardest-working person in the village and the most diligent in his practice. God's will hinder people. Even if he worked hard to practice the "basic secrets", he could not cultivate true energy and become a warrior.

After cleaning up the entire schoolyard, Chen Musheng sighed, looked at the darkening sky, and thought to himself: "Let's go to the warehouse first to check it out."

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Click.

The sound of the key inserting into the keyhole sounded, and the door opened with a slight twist.

Chen Musheng pushed open the warehouse door covered with mold, and suddenly the heavy dust fell down, filling the air, making people covered in dust.

He kept waving his hands to dispel the dust, quickly walked forward a few steps, and then lit an oil lamp in the warehouse.

The orange-yellow fire barely illuminated the distance of more than ten meters. Chen Musheng held up the oil lamp and looked around.

The huge warehouse was indeed messy, full of debris, all kinds of old weapons, broken armor, old wooden tables, unusable looms, etc. The air was filled with a smell of mold.

For decades, the back warehouse of Xingzhe Village has been a place where old objects are piled up. Some items are broken or idle, and they are all sent to the warehouse. On weekdays, few people take care of them, so they look like this.

Moreover, the entire warehouse was transformed with old houses. At that time, this Walker Village was the birthplace of the Mo family. Now, hundreds of years have passed, the Mo family has become a prominent family on Fengyue Island. These old houses have been transformed into warehouses for use, so there are a huge space inside, with about a dozen empty rooms.

Looking at the messy warehouse, Chen Musheng couldn't help but sighed in frustration and said to himself: "I'm very busy now."

Holding the oil lamp, Chen Musheng walked around several nearby rooms. What made him a little relieved was that there were only three rooms that were messy because the ground was shaken. Although the other rooms were gloomy, spider webs were densely covered with thick layers of dust, the debris inside were still neatly placed.

"Fortunately there are only three rooms. If they all collapse, it will be troublesome." Chen Musheng said angrily, walking in the narrow aisle, carefully sweeping the amazing spider webs above his head to the side, and couldn't help but curiously examine the objects piled on the ground.

The air in the warehouse was humid and filled with a smell of rotten wood. He pinched his nose and lifted a heavy sword full of gaps from a pile of broken wood.

Heavy swords are suitable for those with burly figures. Most of the time, they hold swords with both hands, and the weight of each heavy sword is at least 70 kilograms.

Chen Musheng lifted the heavy sword with one hand and subconsciously waved it a few times. He felt extremely difficult. He sighed in his heart: "I have practiced to the tenth level of "Body Refining Art". It is difficult to improve strength and speed. If I cannot cultivate true qi, it may be difficult to use a real heavy sword."

Thinking in his heart, Chen Musheng put the heavy sword into the weapon stand beside him. He couldn't help but clench his fists and made up his mind: "I still can't give up. I must find a way to refine my true energy. I'll find Master Li later to see if he has a good solution."

Master Li is Chen Musheng's cultivation master in this Xingzhe Village. There are seven teachers in the village who are responsible for leading his disciples to practice on weekdays.

After making up his mind, Chen Musheng put the oil lamp high, rolled up his cuffs, and began to organize the warehouse under the trance light.

In an instant, the huge warehouse began to become smoky, and with the light of the oil lamp, the flying dust became particularly clear.

Two hours later...

Chen Musheng was sweating profusely. He had cleared out two rooms and walked into the third old house with panting.

In this room, there are large objects, many old tables and chairs, beds, etc., which are stacked very high, almost reaching the ceiling like a mountain.

Chen Musheng held up the oil lamp and advanced along the narrow aisle.

A bang!

Like a landslide.

Because of the vibration of the footsteps, the debris piled up on both sides suddenly collapsed and pressed down with great momentum.
Chapter completed!