It's late at night and it's snowing heavily outside.
The biting cold wind poured in from the broken wall, causing the bonfire to sway.
After it was almost extinguished, the red flames stubbornly climbed onto a newly added firewood, jumping in the bleak wind, stretching the figures on the wall very long.
A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old was leaning against the bonfire, sitting cross-legged.
It was the coldest month of winter outside, and the sky was covered with ice and snow. He was wearing only a thin and shabby servant's uniform, sitting cross-legged in the cold corner of the woodshed, but his back was as straight as a Populus euphratica in the northwest desert.
The firelight reflected on his face, with scars crisscrossing it like ravines, without any expression.
If it weren't for the dense mist emanating from his body, he would be no different from the beggar who froze to death on the streets of Fengbei City.
The mist was light blue in color and slowly circulated around the young man. Every time it circulated, it would become brighter.
At first it was like fluorescent light; slowly it was like candlelight; and finally it was brighter than the bonfire in front of me! There was also the faint sound of thunder.
"Hmph! I was able to plant Yuanling in my Dantian at the age of ten. If you don't believe me, I can't do anything with a weird thing like you!"
He snorted coldly and formed a strange spell in his hand. The green mist around him began to surge, and was suddenly sucked into his body like a long whale sucking water.
In the dark and dim Dantian, a faint blue bead was floating quietly in the center. There were traces of lightning inside it, which would go wild from time to time.
The strange thing is that every time the lightning flashes, the bead will emit a faint light, and then a bolt of thunder will immediately turn into a point of light and dissipate, giving people the feeling that the blue bead is swallowing the streaks of thunder.
After the dim light swallowed up another small thunder snake, there were only nine thunderbolts entrenched in the bead body.
They gathered together, entangled with each other, and raised their heads like real snakes, ready to make the final resistance. And the Youzhu seemed to have been provoked, and the light suddenly became stronger!
The lightning was dazzling and there were countless subtle flowers. As soon as the two forces came into contact, the nine-headed thunder snake only supported for a moment before falling apart.
But at this moment, there was another force rushing in from outside Dantian, like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, rushing towards Youzhu.
boom!
Under the powerful tide of spiritual energy, some gaps appeared on the surface of the dark bead, revealing bits of golden light mixed with thunder inside!
Han Lie's frown finally relaxed.
However, before he could be happy, the golden light suddenly converged, absorbing all the spiritual energy that Han Lie had been smelting all night long!
"Damn it! What is the origin of this Yuanling Pearl? If this continues, won't I have to be a servant in this place for the rest of my life?!"
Han Lie's body trembled violently, and his already pale face became even paler. When he opened his eyes, his starry eyes were full of strong unwillingness, and he couldn't help but shout.
At this time, another sharp and mean sneer came from outside: "What's wrong with people now? If the Qin family hadn't taken you in, you would have been dead long ago!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the broken door of the woodshed was kicked open!
The wind and snow surged in, sparks flew from the bonfire, and at the same time, a sharp stone flew in, grazing Han Lie's cheek, and a trace of blood oozed out.
"Humph, Han Lie, you didn't sleep at night. What did I think you were doing? You were still dreaming about entering the path of cultivation? Alas, compared to this, you might as well be thinking about becoming a snow state
Wouldn’t it be better to be the king’s consort?”
With a low sneer, a man of similar age to Han Lie strode in.
He is tall and thin, with an arrogant and domineering look on his face. He is also wearing a servant's uniform inside, but also has a dog fur coat on the outside, which makes him look like a human.
This is Xiao Ping, one of the servants of the Qin family, who lived in the same disciple's room with him.
In order to make it easier for him to practice, Han Lie moved to the woodshed. I heard that after he moved, this Xiao Ping took his place, enjoying the space for two people, which made some servants jealous but did not dare to do more.
It is said that it is entirely because Xiao Ping has an elder brother who works as a deacon in the Qin family.
Hearing Xiao Ping's almost insulting words, Han Lie clenched his fists tightly, but the next moment, he slowly let them go.
Seeing that Han Lie didn't speak, Xiao Ping became even more annoyed and sarcastically said: "It's just a sick dog picked up by the eldest lady from outside. Do you really think it's higher than us? You're not overestimating your abilities!"
"Are you finished?" Han Lie slowly raised his head, looked into his eyes, and said, "Is there anything else?"
Xiao Ping was stared at by Han Lie like this. He felt his heart tremble for some reason, but then he became even more annoyed. He sneered and said: "Huh, something is wrong? Of course I have something to do with you. I will go to Wanhua Tower tomorrow.
Happy happy happy, so tomorrow I will leave all my work to you."
"good."
Han Lie's tone was calm, without any fluctuation.
As the largest family in Fengbei City, the Qin family has always been wealthy. The more work they do, the more monthly payments they get, and they can even get elixirs that can nourish their energy, which is what he needs most right now.
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero. You, my boy, are as honest as ever."
Xiao Ping chuckled secretly and glanced at Han Lie.
He was already used to it. Not only him, but also some people would come to this particularly "savvy" Han Lie for help when they didn't want to work.
Tonight, he lost a lot of money at the gambling house and wanted to vent his anger on Han Lie, but he always felt that this kid was more boring than before. He couldn't hit a fart with three sticks, which made him feel a little uncomfortable as if his fist hit cotton.
feel.
When he reached the door of the woodshed, he stopped again, turned his head and sneered at Han Lie: "I wonder how the eldest lady would feel when she knew that the person she rescued was a coward and a useless person?"
After saying this, he laughed lustfully again: "But she must have no time to think about the Qin family anymore. I'm afraid she is using her beautiful body to please some genius in Canghong Spiritual Academy. The Qin family
It's okay in Fengbei City, but it's inconspicuous in Canghong Spiritual Academy. She wants to go further on the road of cultivation, and this kind of deal is really a shortcut..."
At this point, he couldn't go on.
There was an extremely cold look, which seemed to have an inexplicable lethality, making his throat seem to be stuck by some kind of force, and he could no longer speak.
Xiao Ping turned around and saw Han Lie standing up slowly with a cold face.
"What? Are you not convinced? Do you want to take action?" Xiao Ping folded his hands and cracked them, with a gloomy look on his face.
Han Lie stared at Xiao Ping with lightning eyes and said word by word: "Right now, I am not your opponent."
After hearing these words, the gloomy smile on Xiao Ping's face couldn't help but become stronger, and he said: "Although he is self-aware, he is still a waste."
However, at this moment, Han Lie's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, and he shouted: "But the eldest lady is kind to me. Although I have not seen her in person, but today you, a servant, made rude remarks, I, Han Lie,
How can you pretend you didn’t hear it?!”
Bang!
Han Lie burst out with a burst of spiritual power, blowing away the dust and fallen leaves around him. He raised his right fist and struck Xiao Ping violently.
"You have spiritual power but no Yuanling. At most, you are a little stronger than ordinary people. Hmm, let me show you what the power of Yuanling is!"
Seeing Han Lie's astonishing control over spiritual power, Xiao Ping was also shocked, but he quickly said something with a ferocious face, and faced him with his right fist without any sign of weakness, which actually emitted a faint yellow light.
"Bang!"
The two fists collided, and a strong spiritual wind suddenly spread out, disrupting everything in the woodshed.
Han Lie's body suddenly flew backwards and hit the firewood pile hard. A sharp wooden strip made a cut on his right arm, and blood poured out from it.
But Xiao Ping only took five steps back, with his hands behind his back and a gloomy look on his face.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Xiao Ping looked at Han Lie condescendingly and sneered: "A waste that can't even fuse the spirit beads, what qualifications do you have to say that I am a servant? Remember today's lesson, if I don't do the job well tomorrow, I'll be in trouble for a month."
In the competition between servants, I will make you disappear from the Qin family forever."
After saying that, he turned around and left the woodshed.
"puff!"
After Xiao Ping left, Han Lie finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned extremely pale.
Compared with the pain everywhere in his body, he felt like a knife was cutting into his heart bit by bit at this moment, and he was in excruciating pain!
Who would have thought that this hateful-looking young man was once the young master of Skytop, one of the ten most sacred places for humans in Yunhuang Continent today.
"Since the creation of Yunhuang, heaven and earth have begun to separate. The clear air rises to become the sky, and the turbid air sinks to become the earth. There is no more chaos. However, there is a sacred mountain in Zhongzhou that connects the heaven and the earth. Thousands of thunder pools are formed on its top. If you get it, you can have the earth to cover the sky.
The power of turning."
This is the origin of "Topping the Sky", and it is also the sentence that makes the Korean people most proud.
But three months ago, when those ten mysterious men in black robes covered in black mist swept across the entire Skytop, all pride was shattered.
The terrifying scenes when he returned from practicing that day seemed to reappear in front of Han Lie's eyes.
Thousands of thunder pools were destroyed, and chains of black mist pierced the hearts of the people. Blood, black flames, and thunder fires were flying all over the sky!
He went to the ancestral land of Houshan like crazy, only to find his father nailed to the cliff with a sword burning with black flames.
He was anxious and wanted to pull out the sword, but his father suddenly opened his eyes and shouted:
"stop!"
But it's still too late...
The moment Han Lie approached, the black fire on the long black sword jumped into his hand like a poisonous snake, spreading continuously, followed by endless pain, as if the meridians all over his body were burning!
Han Lie will never forget the endless fatigue in his father's eyes at that time, as well as the fear and helplessness he had never seen before.
But the next moment, he returned to his previous wildness and pride, detonated his natal soul, forcibly cast the Korean holy method 'Thunder Breath', tore apart the space and sent himself away, leaving only one sentence before leaving:
"Lier, if you can survive, no matter how painful it will be in the future, you must persist in living... You don't have to be sad for your father. Thunder is like a cloud. When clouds gather, they will thunder with thunderous sounds that shake the world; when the clouds disperse, they float in the sky,
Turn into dust... You only need to remember the one who destroyed our Han clan, Soul Ruins! Their next target will be Canghong Spiritual Academy in the northwest of Yunhuang!"
Han Lie couldn't remember what happened after that.
All he knew was that he woke up at Qin's house in Fengbeicheng, northwest of Yunhuang.
Miss Qin Xiyue rescued him on a freezing street and asked the housekeeper Li Lao to help him treat his injuries, finally saving his life.
Even so, the left half of Han Lie's face had been burned, and under the strange black fire, his Dantian was exhausted and his cultivation was completely lost.
Fortunately, after trying to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, I found that although the meridians were damaged, I could still practice!
Yunhuang Continent has a long history. Ever since the human race had ideologies, there have been thousands of races. They divided territories, seized resources, and fought countless wars since ancient times.
The result of the war of all races is the Yuanling of the creatures of all races floating between the heaven and the earth, the spirit of the weapon floating due to the destruction of the weapon body, and the essence of heaven and earth condensed in the rich place of the heaven and earth's vitality.
Some "energy bodies" will gradually disappear after time, and the pure power in the body will eventually slowly return to this world. This kind of "energy body" was first called "fire", and later was collectively called "fire" by the human race.
spirit".
The human race can use secret methods to refine Yuanling, even communicate with nature, and transform into thousands of magical powers.
The Qianhuanxuanlei Yuanling carried by Han Lie is the strongest among the nine-star Yuanlings, and even among the nine-star Yuanlings it is extremely high. As long as he can practice again, he can become stronger and find out who
The force called "Soul Ruins" avenges the Korean people and their father!
However, just after Han Lie tried to communicate with Yuanling, he was surprised to find that his Dantian was actually occupied by a strange blue bead, which even imprisoned his own Yuanling for refining, but he was helpless!
Losing Yuanling, this feeling is simply worse than death!
Han Lie couldn't help but despair, and even felt that he would rather die fighting with his tribe at Futianding than be a waste now!
puff!
Another gust of cold wind blew, and the bonfire stopped beating, leaving only a few sparks.
The biting chill came, but it calmed Han Lie's mind.
"I can't die..."
Han Lie remembered his father's words.
Carrying a blood feud on my body, no matter how painful it is in the future, I must persist in living!
"But I can't survive either."
Sighing, Han Lie added some dry firewood to the pile of firewood.
The flame gradually rose, and all the chill in his body dissipated. He sat up straight again and began to activate his spiritual energy again, preparing for a new wave of impact.
If he wants revenge, he doesn't have much time.
The eldest lady of the Qin family went to Canghong Lingyuan two months ago.
At that time, it was still a major event in the entire Fengbei City.
If those ghosts attack Canghong Spiritual Academy, she will definitely not be spared. Even if Han Lie is not eager for a family feud, he must return this favor! []