Xianwu Continent, an ancient ancient city, there is a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy in a small family who is practicing martial arts diligently, sweat wetting his clothes, but he has never stopped, just because he is twelve years old and still awakens his bloodline, and he does not have a strong physique.

The Xianwu Continent can stimulate the blood veins in the body by itself at the age of ten, and there is also a strong constitution born from the innate birth, however, Shangcang seems to have played a joke with him, neither a strong bloodline, nor a strong physique, and playmates of the same age have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, and he is still standing still.

The biggest difference between him and mortals is that he is physically stronger, and he seems to have never heard of the oppression and abuse of others, and he is still working hard to practice the most basic kung fu, day after day, year after year, spring goes to winter, time passes slowly in the blink of an eye, and five years have passed.

He is seventeen years old this year, and he will be eighteen years old in the last year, thinking of this, he can't help but sigh, after the age of eighteen, he can only leave the family before he can open the bloodline, leaving the home where he has lived for a long time, the heavens are ruthless, and the world of cultivating immortals is also cruel.

Today's trouble came again, several people of the same clan Lin Qiang, Lin Li, Lin Fei kicked his door and came, thinking that he was going to be beaten again, but he was far from expecting that things were far from being as simple as he thought, and in a blink of an eye, it was dark.

I saw three teenagers, one carrying a sack, two shaking their fans, scolding and scolding, really without beating, this is dead, and I have to find a place to bury him, bad luck!

They left but didn't find that the person in the sack was still alive, his fingers moved slightly, his eyelids slowly opened, and the injuries on his body were slowly healing, especially his cold eyes with such an inexplicable killing intent, an inexplicable hatred, like the evil ghost of the Nine Hells, and like the majesty of the god of war, the coldness of the killer, he felt the cold behind him, and he didn't know that his body was recovering at a terrifying speed.

During Lin Yu's coma, the spiritual power accumulated in his body over the years swam frantically towards his limbs, and the reason why Lin Yu couldn't open his bloodline all these years was because his bloodline was too strong.

Because Lin Yu is a double bloodline, he has not awakened for a long time, and it just so happened that someone beat him today, which touched the function of his bloodline protector. Lin Yu's bloodline is very domineering, but now he is in a coma and doesn't know anything

Soon an hour passed, and the wounds on his body were completely recovered, but he didn't notice, just looked up at the sky, and suddenly a thunderclap woke him up.

He subconsciously looked at his body, everything was fine, and quickly found a waterhole to look at his face, which startled him at this time, since it was all right.

I couldn't figure out why, he slowly began to practice the most basic spiritual induction decision, but found that he could absorb the spiritual power of the Xianwu Continent, and the spiritual power flowed in his body, through his veins, and slowly integrated into his body, although it was very little, it was a good start.