Chapter 2: The Inevitable Solitude
Such intimate actions have long been accustomed to, Qing Shui feels very happy, at least there is still someone who loves himself, as for others who call themselves waste or look down on themselves, those unrelated people can do whatever they want, it's just that he feels sorry for his mother!
The Qing family is located in the northernmost part of Qingjiazhuang, with a radius of ten miles being all Qing family houses and descendants. The current head of the Qing family, Qing Luo, is already over 100 years old, but due to his cultivation reaching the tenth stage, he looks like a middle-aged man despite being an elderly person over 100 years old. Moreover, those who have reached the Heavenly Peak in their later years can live up to 200 years old, and even ordinary people can live up to 130 years old!
Qing Yi is the youngest daughter of the Qing family, and her parents have four sons but only one daughter, who is also the youngest. As a result, she is extremely precious to them. With over twenty grandchildren, it can be said that their descendants are thriving! Qing Luo feels very happy about this, and with so many talented younger generations, she often has a smile on her face. Even seeing Qing Shui, who is considered useless, makes her happy - not just pretending to be, but genuinely. After all, with so many excellent children and grandchildren, it doesn't matter if there are some useless nephews or not. Moreover, this nephew's identity is somewhat special. Living such an ordinary life, their daughter can also live a more stable life, so Qing Luo is very fond of this nephew.
The Qing family is a large estate, and in the Qing family village, it is the first-rate existence. Qing Yi holds Qing Shui and walks into the Qing family gate to see that the grandchildren of the Qing family are all mighty and punching on the martial arts field, and the grandsons look like strong little tigers!
Qing Yi seemed to see the loss in Qing Shui's eyes, and sighed that his son was so young but already very stubborn, but the more he did this, the worse it would get!
Gently bury his head in his own chest, don't let him see those children who are exercising!
Those repeated sounds of "Hah" and "Heh" kept entering Qing Shui's ears, seemingly even more piercing than the voices that called him trash!
Time flies, and for Qing Shui, the passage of time only brings more suffering. Now eight years old, his body has grown taller but remains slender, with a small face that is still pale. However, his bright black eyes have become even more handsome. Yet, he still has a frail body that cannot practice any martial arts.
"Green water! Green water!" A sturdy young man like a small tiger ran over, shouting "Green water!"
Qīng Shuǐ still had nothing to do, so he would run up the mountain slope outside. He yearned for the tranquility outside, which could calm his mood and make him less irritable. As he grew older, he ran more frequently!
Qīng Shuǐ turned her head and saw it was Qīng Hǔ, who had the closest relationship with her!
Qīng Hǔ is one year younger than Qīng Shuǐ, and now both of them have cultivated the family's "Qīng Lián Gōng" to the third level of Wǔ Shì! The levels of martial artists are divided into ten categories: Wǔ Pú, Wǔ Shì, Wǔ Jiàng, Wǔ Suì, Xiān Tiān, Wǔ Huáng, Wǔ Dì, Wǔ Shén, Shén Xū, and Shén Dào. Each category is further divided into ten layers!
Qīng Hǔ is the youngest grandson of the Qīng family, but there are three grandsons who are the same age as him. In other words, in the year he was born, the head of the Qīng family had four more grandsons!
Many children in the family looked down on Qing Shui, after all, in a world where martial arts were revered, who would look up to a good-for-nothing who was born unable to practice martial arts? The only friend he had was this green tiger!
In this world, from the time he could walk until it was confirmed that he couldn't learn martial arts, his fate as a lonely soul was sealed!
Although Qing Shui's actual age was already over twenty-six, adding the eighteen years from his previous life to the eight years of this life, he didn't behave like other children who would cry and throw tantrums! Almost no one had ever seen Qing Shui cry or throw a tantrum!
Qīng Shuǐ also didn't want to play with those little brats, because of some trivial matter they would make a big fuss and even cry, feeling very boring. But for Qīng Hǔ this "brother", Qīng Shuǐ was still very happy. Being constantly met with cold eyes and even being secretly despised by others, Qīng Shuǐ cherished this all the more! Although the other party was just a little kid, it still made his heart feel warm and fuzzy!
The master of the Qing family, Mr. Qing Luo, was in his peak state two days later. Of his four sons, only the second son, Qing He, had reached the ninth level of martial arts, but he couldn't break through no matter how hard he tried. The other three sons were all at the eighth level, with some being higher and others lower.
Nowadays, only Qinghe is dedicated to martial arts, hoping to enter the top ten of Wu Shuai one day and reach the highest level in the mortal world. Only then can someone from the second generation be able to contend with the aristocratic families of Baili City!
In the third generation, there were several geniuses. Longsun Qingzi was already 21 years old and had reached the seventh level of martial arts, and even Qing Luo personally trained him!
