Darkness, nothingness.

Falling weightlessly, like facing an abyss.

The young man sat up from the bed suddenly, gasping for breath and looking frightened, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

It was late at night, cool and quiet, and the young man got up and poured a glass of cold water in one sip.

"It's feeling again!"

The young man squatted on the threshold in a daze, since five years ago, he would always wake up in the middle of the night, he always kept falling in his sleep for no reason, the strange feeling of weightlessness was extremely uncomfortable, whenever at this time, he could only choose to dispel the sleep, wait for the dawn, nothing else, just because if he woke up and fell into a dream, he would be extremely difficult to wake up from sleep.

Because he tried.

After falling asleep again, he could clearly realize that his mind was actually awake, but no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his eyes and move his body, as if he was in a deep nightmare.

He never wanted to go through this pain again and preferred not to sleep again.

After resting for a while, the young man returned to the bed, sat cross-legged, breathed and breathed, and the free energy between the surrounding heaven and earth was pulled, slowly pouring into the body from the limbs and hundreds of remains, flowing along the specific meridians for a week, and then turning into pure spiritual power into the dantian in the lower abdomen.

Within the dantian, a thumb-thick ball rotated slowly, and the refining spiritual power poured into the ball, like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no movement at all.

The young man opened his eyes and was silent.

"Peng!"

The handsome-faced young man suddenly slammed his fist on the edge of the bed and gritted his teeth.

Again.

Fill the abyss of dissatisfaction.

Day after day, year after year, for five full years, this spirit seed has not changed at all!

"One drink and one peck, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and this is really the case in the world. ”

The young man leaned against the wall in discouragement.

The young man's surname is Yu, his name is Vientiane, and he is a child of the Yu family here.

He also has a very dazzling identity - the Yu family is the peerless genius who was the first to condense the spirit seed in a hundred years!

The ancient kingdom of three lives, two clans and four clans divide the world, two sects have two continents, and four clans have eight counties.

Yu Wanxiang was only a side disciple of the Yu family, but from the day he came into contact with cultivation, he showed a talent that ordinary people could not imagine.

Extraordinary!

When his peers were still trying to sense the spiritual power of heaven and earth, he had already condensed the spirit seed and cultivated to a level, even compared with the top genius in the inner system and cultivated since childhood!

The collateral identity is comparable to the children of the inner lineage!

He was just an ordinary person, and in the name of a sudden demonic talent, he was instantly overwhelmed by the surging envy, worship and vanity.

The patriarch even came forward to give him an inner seed quota, as long as he reaches adulthood, he can become an inner clan forever and enjoy endless resources!

Relatives and friends who have a sparse relationship on weekdays have come to greet the poor relatives who have been avoided in the past, and the high-ranking internal children have also changed their usual arrogance and treated each other politely after meeting.

The thatched hut with a lot of doors was full of doors in an instant, and the threshold was once stepped on.

is such a shocking demon talent, but he cultivated later, went mad and almost lost his life, and since that day, Yu Wanxiang has had problems.

He found that no matter how hard he worked, the spiritual seed in his body was like a black hole that was forever filled with dissatisfaction, endless, and his spiritual power did not increase by half a point.

The family that had high hopes for him went from being stunned at first, then to being suspicious, and finally gradually disappointed, until Yu Wanxiang's peers around him began to surpass him one after another, and he became the Yu family's biggest joke.

In five years, there was no progress.

Enthusiastic relatives and friends scattered, and the inner clan also returned to a cold and arrogant appearance.

Yu Wanxiang was beaten back to his original form with a stick.

In addition to contracting this strange sleep sickness of waking up in the middle of the night, Yu Wanxiang also obviously felt that something was missing in his mind after going crazy.

Memory.

He has lost some memories, and he has confirmed and recalled them over and over again in his heart, but it is all in vain.

He couldn't remember what had happened the day he went mad.

The missing memories of that day, like nightmares, like nightmares, linger but cannot be explored.

The east outside the window lit up with a touch of fish belly white, a little red light appeared, and then ignited the earth, Yu Wanxiang got up from the bed, finished washing, and went out to the stove room in the courtyard to start life and cook porridge.

Half an hour later, Yu Wanxiang held the hot white porridge and walked along the path to another thatched hut in the distance

Because he always woke up in the middle of the night, Yu Wanxiang had to move away from his father, who was dependent on him, and lived here.

When he walked to the door of the thatched hut, Yu Wanxiang stopped, squinting at the courtyard that had always been deserted, but now it was full of people.

As Yu Wanxiang appeared at the gate, all the people in the courtyard turned around and looked behind them, and after seeing that it was him, all kinds of disdain and ridicule appeared in their eyes.

"Isn't this our genius? ”

The young man in yellow in the crowd had a hippie smile, but his tone was yin and yang.

Yu Wanxiang was expressionless, holding white porridge, walking through the crowd in the wooden house and walking inside.

The thin middle-aged man with gray hair leaned on the head of the bed, coughing in a low voice, his face was extremely poor, and he only showed a faint smile when he saw Yu Wanxiang.

"Daddy......"

Yu Wanxiang shouted softly, and the middle-aged man who was as old as an old man who was close to middle age answered gently, his dry palm like tree bark covered his mouth, choked a few times, he gently put down his palm, but Yu Wanxiang had a trace of scarlet in his palm with sharp eyes, and his heart hurt.

Yu Wanxiang didn't look back, and said slowly: "Thank you today, if you have anything to do and come back another day, please go back." ”

"Please come back?"

The previous yellow-clothed young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, hand over the seed quota to my sister, and we will naturally leave." ”

Yu Wanxiang, who was leaning against them, exhaled softly, and the weak man lying on the bed suddenly changed his complexion, and shouted excitedly: "Impossible! The seed quota was given to Xiang'er by the patriarch!"

As soon as he was excited, he touched the injury again, coughing violently, and Yu Wanxiang hurriedly patted his back and stroked his chest.

The young man in yellow said indifferently: "Old man, half a foot is in the coffin, is it better to talk less nonsense?"

Yu Wanxiang held his father's palm and slowly clenched it, his hip bones were stiff, he could ignore the cynicism of others, sneer and scold, but once it came to his relatives, he couldn't be indifferent.

Yu Zonghua noticed Yu Wanxiang's abnormality, his dry palm tightly grasped Yu Wanxiang's fist, his eyes were full of anxiety, Yu Wanxiang lowered his head, and his pinched white knuckles could only be reluctantly released.

"Yu Long! Yu Zonghua is also your uncle no matter what he says, hurry up and apologize to him!"

The middle-aged man with a simple face frowned and drank coldly.

Yu Long pursed his lips in disdain, held his head high, and turned a blind eye, the middle-aged manly eyelids jumped, and just wanted to raise his hand and slap it down, Yu Zonghua hurriedly said: "It's okay, Zongsheng, children will inevitably speak impulsively, it's okay." ”

Yu Zongsheng glanced at Yu Long coldly, then looked at Yu Zonghua, arched his hand slightly, and said softly: "Big brother, I did come today to ask for that seed quota for my daughter, don't worry, we will definitely not treat you badly, gold, silver and jewelry are still high-ranking officials, as long as you mention it, we can give it to you." ”

Next to Yu Zongsheng stood a tall and beautiful girl, wearing a blue skirt wrapping the delicate body that had been nurtured, with full breasts, slender and perfect snow-white jade legs, and extremely smart and moving.

Yu Zongsheng's daughter, Yu Feng, who has reached the eighth level of spiritual power at the age of eighteen, is a Tianjiao girl with both talent and beauty in the clan.

Yu Zonghua glanced at Yu Feng, who had a cold face, there was a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth, he shook his head slightly, and said firmly: "Zongsheng, Xiang'er's quota is given by the patriarch, no matter what the price, we will not let it, only this seed quota can allow Xiang'er to enter the inner clan, and there is a way to cure his illness." ”

Yu Zongsheng sighed, his face full of embarrassment: "But eldest brother, you also know that our family has such a seedling, if she can enter the inner system, she will definitely soar, and the hope of our family is on this seed." ”

Yu Zonghua was silent.

"Old man, what kind of inner clan do you want to go to with this kind of waste?

Yu Long sneered again and again, and said: "Besides, the quota was given by the patriarch five years ago, if it weren't for the scruples of face, I'm afraid it would have been withdrawn a long time ago, old man, I advise you not to be ignorant, hurry up and give the seed quota to my sister!"

This time, even Yu Zongsheng didn't say much, and let Yu Long speak disrespectfully, and the people in the room also persuaded Yu Zonghua one after another: "Give this place to Yu Feng, maybe our clan can still produce a Linggu powerhouse, and then we will be able to glorify our ancestors." ”

"That's it, Zong Hua, give the quota to Zong Sheng and them, and they won't treat you badly, after all, they are all a family. ”

The room was full of chaotic sounds, Yu Zonghua leaned his head against the cold wall, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't want to look at the faces of those hypocritical relatives and friends, the corners of his mouth were bitter, and his face was sad.

People live for a lifetime, and the people around them are always the ones who punish their hearts.