In the dilapidated thatched hut, the walls were surrounded by cracks, as if telling that it would collapse at any moment, and the dim light of the fire at the head of the bed was the only light in the night. At this time, the door opened, and a girl of fifteen or sixteen walked in with a wooden bowl, dressed in black clothes and no longer able to see how many patches there were on it, but even this wild could not hide her amazing beauty. It seems that she can't describe her beauty, snow-like skin, delicate facial features, and graceful posture, but through the anger rising in the bowl, the red pupils are obviously a little demonic. She put the wooden bowl in her hand on the table at the head of the bed, saying that it was a bed, but in fact it was a meadow with a frame spliced together with a few pieces of wood, and that the table was just a stump. The girl looked at the young man lying on the bed and sighed slightly

"Hey, I don't know if I'll wake up, it's been five days," the girl said to herself, staring at the pale face.

"You'er, feed him the medicine and come out, don't let him get your scent" At this time, an old voice came from outside the house.

"Got it, grandpa," the demon replied, and after saying that, the demon picked up the boy and carefully fed him the liquid in the wooden bowl one by one. After putting him down and lying down, the demon picked up the bowl and walked out, and when he walked to the door, the demon looked back at the young man on the bed, shook his head, opened the door and walked out.

"Grandpa, why do you want to save him, you are usually the least nosy" You'er sat at the table and looked at the leisurely old man in the rocking chair and asked curiously

"Hehe, an interesting little guy"

"Ahh

The medicinal fruit must be grown in a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely abundant, and it will take hundreds of years to give birth to a medicinal fruit, and the birth rate of the medicinal fruit is basically one percent. As a grandfather, the number of medicinal fruits in his hands will not exceed the number of a hand, not to mention that the medicinal fruits can give birth to life and death, but it is almost the same, whether it is the kind of medicinal fruit that can be eaten at least worth decades of practice, grandpa also gave the medicinal fruit to such a person whose meridians are completely broken, even if the medicinal fruit can make him recover, it is a waste, she begged her grandfather so much, grandpa didn't give her one, and now she is given to such a waste person to eat, the demon really can't think of why, and the demon suddenly has a sour feeling in her heart.

"You'er, you'll understand later," the old man smiled mysteriously, closing his eyes as if asleep.

When the demon saw that his grandfather refused to speak, he didn't ask anymore. She knew what her grandfather didn't want to say, and no one could make him speak, so she simply stopped asking

"Let's go, go to sleep," You'er beckoned, and a little red fox next to her jumped into You'er's arms. The demon took the little fox in her arms and turned around and went into another thatched hut. But the little fox's four little tails wagging outside are remarkably extraordinary.

After the demon walked into the room, the old man slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the demon child's room, glanced at the young man's room, frowned slightly, and said to himself, "Is this really the will of heaven?"

The young man in the house suddenly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the thatched roof, and he heard the conversation between the demon and his grandfather clearly. Knowing that these two people were his saviors, but I don't know if they would do anything else if they knew his identity, so the boy didn't say anything. Instead, it became even more silent.

In fact, he woke up in the morning, but when he woke up, he found that the meridians in his body were all broken, the dantian was also broken, and there was no aura in his body, he didn't know where he was, who the people outside were, so he continued to pretend to be asleep, and after a year of escape, he already knew how to disguise himself. He gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists and said silently, "Xiutian, it's ruthless enough, kill my people, cut off my meridians, shatter my dantian, and knock me down that abyss." From a Nirvana Realm martial artist to a wasted person, Lin Feng was not defeated, but hatred aroused a trace of anger in him. There is a trace of black qi in the meridians that swims in the broken meridians, but because the meridians are broken, the black qi can only linger, and it does not swim throughout the body. But at this moment, Lin Feng didn't find a trace of black qi in his body.

Lin Feng was originally the youngest son of the patriarch of the Lin family of the Tiancang Empire, and the Lin family was one of the five major families of the Tiancang Empire, which can also be said to be rich in resources, Lin Feng began to cultivate at the age of five, entered the forging body at the age of seven, and refined the soul at the age of ten, such a cultivation talent made the Lin family very excited, and the Lin family could be regarded as having devoted all their resources to cultivating Lin Feng, and Lin Feng also lived up to expectations and stepped into the Nirvana Realm at the age of thirteen, becoming the youngest Nirvana Realm in the history of the Tiancang Empire, becoming a well-known cultivation genius, and some people even predicted that Lin Feng would at least ascend to the Heaven Realm in the future, and even might rush into the Feather Realm in the future。 The way of cultivation is to look at the realm, and the younger the age, the higher the achievement in the future, because as the age increases, the speed of cultivation and breakthrough will also slow down, and Lin Feng's talent in the Tiancang Empire can be regarded as a once-in-a-thousand genius.

But all this changed two years ago, two years ago, the Lin family got a heavy treasure, and the Lin family saw an opportunity to use this treasure to crush other families to become the largest family in the Tiancang Empire, and it was even possible to replace the royal family and become the master of the Tiancang Empire. But I don't know how the news of the treasure spread, firstly, the royal family also took a fancy to this treasure, and secondly, the royal family was afraid that the growth of the Lin family would threaten their status, so a year ago, the royal family launched an attack on the Lin family, and secretly sent three masters of the royal family to attack the Lin family, and the head of the Lin family is also in the middle of the ascending immortal realm, but with one to three, even if there is a treasure in his hand, he has not been able to fully grasp this treasure in a year. In the war or defeated, overnight thousands of people of the Lin family were slaughtered, and Lin Feng, who went out to practice, was also attacked, Lin Feng accidentally found that it was the six princes who chased him Xiutian, Xiutian is the late stage of the Nirvana Realm, and Lin Feng is the middle of the Nirvana Realm, with Lin Feng's talent, even if there is some gap between the two, but there is still a battle power, as a result, there are still two people in the middle of the Nirvana Realm in the team that hunted him, Lin Feng could only escape, this escape and chase is a year, but in the end Lin Feng was still blocked on the Broken Soul Cliff, in a big battle, Lin Feng desperately killed a person in the middle of the Nirvana Realm, but he himself was seriously injured, and was finally beaten down this Broken Soul Cliff。

Broken Soul Cliff, once you enter the Broken Soul Cliff, life and death are passers-by, and there has never been a living person who can fall from the Broken Soul Cliff and go up alive.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng sighed weakly, "Alas!"

"Now that you're awake, let's talk!"

Lin Feng followed the sound and saw an old man in the corner, but he didn't notice when there was an extra person there

"You already found out that I was pretending to be asleep?" Lin Feng asked rhetorically, the old man ignored him, but walked towards him step by step.

"Now that you're awake, let's go out for a walk."

Lin Feng looked at the old man, he was holding a cane, but the bone dragon carved on the head of the crutch showed that it was extraordinary, the old man's face was full of wrinkles, and his slow pace was like a wind candle in his last years.

In the dark night, the moonlight in the sky sprinkled with pieces of brilliance, Lin Feng sat at the table with the old man, Lin Feng looked at the old man and didn't know where to speak, the moonlight shone on the old man's red eyes, which was obviously extraordinarily demonic.

"You...... I...... Hey, I don't know what to say."

"Do you still want to cultivate?"

Hearing this sentence, Lin Feng was stunned, he didn't know how to take it, cultivation, of course he wanted to cultivate, carrying a deep hatred of the sea of blood, of course he wanted to take revenge, but his meridians were all broken, how could he still cultivate? Lin Feng looked at the old man with a questioning expression, and suddenly smiled helplessly, "I'm already a wasted person, how can I still cultivate?" In Lin Feng's concept, if the meridians are broken, the dantian will be broken and he will no longer be able to cultivate, and he will not be able to go all the way through cultivation, so he can only find another way. He thought the old man was just asking him to see if he had given up.

"You just have to tell me if you want to"

"Of course, do you have a way to help me repair my meridians?" Suddenly Lin Feng felt that the old man in front of him was not so simple, maybe he really had a way, but Lin Feng really hadn't heard of anyone whose meridians were broken, and the dantian could still be restored if it was broken. But the old man's words gave him a glimmer of hope, he hoped that he was lonely and unheard, maybe the world could really repair the meridian dantian.

"Yes"