It was late at night and the moon rose into the sky. Zou Wen was still sitting cross-legged and practicing. A trace of spiritual energy entered his body. After many refining, it finally became a pure control power, stored in his dantian. He continued this process for many consecutive times. The control power in his body was also increasing little by little, and he was about to reach a saturation state.

Zou Wen frowned and felt a faint swelling and pain in his meridians. It seemed that he would soon reach the limit of today's cultivation.

Everyone's meridians have their own limits to bear. Every time they extract spiritual energy from the outside world for refining, it will put a certain load on the meridians. The higher the cultivation qualification, the wider and tougher the meridians, and the stronger the bearing capacity, the more the amount and times they can absorb spiritual energy. This is the unchanging truth for eternity.

When the meridians reach the limit of tolerance, they cannot continue to practice. Otherwise, it may cause the meridians to swell. Once the meridians swell, the control power of the dantian will inevitably dissipate, and eventually they will become a useless person with no cultivation.

Only when the load on the meridians gradually disappears can we continue to practice, and every knight cannot escape this rule limit.

"I clearly felt the barrier, but I was only a little short of breaking through. Why did the meridians reach the limit at this time?" Zou Wen's heart was filled with an unknown fire, but he knew the truth that he should not be eager to make progress. Zou Wen forced his cultivation to stand up slowly.

Zou Wen's qualifications can only be considered as middle-aged and inferior. If he had not been born in the Zou family and obtained a martial art that could be practiced, he might not be better than those ordinary people. Ordinary civilians did not practice martial arts, so they could only do the hardest and most tiring work, eat the worst and most difficult food to swallow, and just live their life in a plain manner. Only a few young people with good talents joined the academy, and then slowly got rid of their low status and pursue the life they wanted.

After moving his hands and feet, he felt that his strength increased a little more, and his mood improved a little.

Zou Yu, who was standing beside him, had already fallen asleep, and the others were no exception. After being exiled, they all gave up their cultivation. Since they had been exiled, their qualifications were not very good. No matter how hard they worked, they could not cultivate to become a strong man. So is there still a need for cultivation?

The night passed quickly, and when the moonlight was replaced by the morning light, a new day emerged.

"Get up, get up quickly." Zou Wen was awakened by a scream and shouted, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his blurred vision gradually became clear. Before he could react, a white hard object suddenly flew towards him. Zou Wen subconsciously took it in his hand, looked at it, and then started to bite it silently.

This is dry food. Although it is made of the lowest-grade flour and some cheap vegetable leaves, it is difficult to eat, but after all, they are exiled people, so it is good to have something to eat.

After eating in a hurry, the group started rushing to go again.

While the sun was not so vicious, the speed of the group accelerated a lot. After eating dry food at noon, they slowed down. Don’t get me wrong. It’s not that the supervision team understands them, but that the supervision team itself cannot bear the pain and asks them to slow down the speed.

The supervision team is a team specially composed of them to supervise their arrival in the town. Each supervision team member has a second-level cavalry or above cultivation level.

Because only after reaching the first stage of the fourth-level Tianqi can we sign a knight contract with the riding pet, the members of these supervision teams ride the riding pets tamed by the Zou family. These pets are used to support items. At this time, they are only temporarily handed over to the members of the inspection team. After returning, they have to be returned to the training team.

While rushing, time passed quickly and night soon came again.

He hurriedly swallowed the dry food, and Zou Wen buried it in his cultivation again. A trace of spiritual energy that could not be captured by the naked eye gathered into his meridians along his skin, bones, respiratory tract and other paths. Then he flowed in the meridians while slowly transforming, and finally turned into control power and integrated into control power in the dantian.

The control force in the dantian always maintains a constant speed, and the speed is extremely slow, but it never stops.

When Zou Wen took in spiritual energy ten times in a row, his meridians reached the limit of their tolerance again. The spiritual energy in the meridians was flowing slowly, and the little bit of control power entered the dantian, causing the control power in the dantian to gradually reach saturation.

Suddenly, a hint of joy appeared on Zou Wen's face...

When the last trace of control power entered the Dantian, the control power in the Dantian suddenly shook, and the rotation speed suddenly increased by more than three times!

“Buzz~~!”

All the control force suddenly expanded outward, and then shrank sharply. The control force that originally filled the dantian underwent some qualitative changes, and the volume was reduced to less than one-tenth of the dantian's volume, and the rotation speed also returned to the same as before.

Zou Wen suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, his eyes became deeper, with a faint smile on his face, and he murmured softly: "The second-level rider, finally arrived!"

Although he reached the first stage of the second-level cavalry, Zou Wen did not speak out. When the smile disappeared, he returned to his calmness, as if nothing had happened. His character has been broken into extremely toughness and terrible tenacity after these sixteen years, which makes people unable to believe that he is just a sixteen-year-old boy.

Not to mention a teenager, even middle-aged people in their decades are far less determined than his character.

After breaking through to the first stage of the second-level cavalry, Zou Wen also quietly found a flat place to rest.

But he didn't see that in the tent not far away, a young man was watching him. When his cultivation level broke through, a doubt flashed in the young man's eyes, but he soon returned to peace, but there was a little murderous intent in the calm.

The night passed slowly while everyone was resting. The next morning, they repeated yesterday's behavior and continued to rush.

After four days in a row, Zou Wen could no longer remember how far he had walked. In short, the journey must be very long.

Every time he walks a place, he will secretly remember it in his heart. He will never forget this route, because he is looking forward to one day in the future, he will ride his own horse, step back from here, and go to the city called the City of Tears, and do what he should do.

"The last day is still there." Zou Wen murmured softly.

"There is a last day!" In the supervision team behind Zou Wen, the young man also murmured this sentence.

The young man's eyes seemed extremely distant, and he seemed to slowly return to the night four days ago...

That day, he received a secret message and came to a forest at night, "My younger generation Zou Biqing pays homage to the third elder!" Facing the white-haired old man, he saluted respectfully.

"I want to give you a task. If it is done, the position of the squad leader of the combat team will be yours." The old man slowly turned around and looked at Zou Biqing with his hands on his back, and said lightly.

ps: I hope I can hear someone say, Come on, otakus, you are not fighting alone!

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