An antique room, with only a small skylight to let in the light, is not dim at all, but it is shrouded in a bit of mystery. In the center of the room, there is a huge square table, with more than 20 seats on the four sides, half of which are seated and half are empty.

The old man on the seat, with pale and white hair, and crane hair and childish face, are all fairy wind bones.

"Five years later, the massacre still seems to be settled. ”

"That massacre caused a sensation on the entire continent, and it could not have been quelled in just five years. ”

"Hey, those guys are really decisive and unprepared. It is estimated that the person who was killed did not know why he was killed until he died. ”

"If you had learned the news in advance, it would not have been slaughtered by the entire clan overnight, leaving only one person to survive. ”

"After thousands of years of forbearance, they have not become weaker, we are sitting in the well and watching the sky. ”

"If only our clan had noticed it earlier, maybe ......"

"Well, things have changed, and no matter how frustrated they are, it won't help. ”

"For a thousand years, our people still missed the best opportunity. ”

"Alright guys, that's not what we're going to talk about today, it's imperative to decide what to do with that kid. ”

"But he was the man's child after all. ”

"So what, the overall situation is important, a child is not worth mentioning compared to the rise and fall of my race. ”

"But ......"

"We have already missed once, and we must not allow this opportunity to slip away from under our noses again, for if those fellows are the first to learn the secret of that child, our people will be doomed. ”

"Can you turn the tide, in one fell swoop!"

At this moment, in the corner of the room, a white figure slowly appeared.

"Guys, before you discuss what to do with him, please recall who gave you the opportunity to know that secret?"

"This is a secret meeting within the clan, how dare you eavesdrop on it!" the old man who had just put forward his opinion on the disposition and insisted on insisting on it angrily rebuked at the white figure.

"Huh?" A killing intent appeared, the white figure disappeared suddenly, and the next moment, above his right hand, the old man had been grabbed by the neck and raised in the air, "Do you think I'm unqualified, or what?"

"You've made it!" exclaimed everyone present.

"What's the matter!" the five fingers of the white-clothed figure tightened again, and the old man's face suddenly turned red and struggled, but to no avail.

"Enough. ”

Somewhere in the darkness of the room, an old voice sounded faint and breezy, but everyone present instantly became silent after hearing this voice.

The white figure glanced in the direction where the voice came from, and with a loose finger, he threw the old man down.

"My clan has survived so far, how can we put our fate on a child. After the old voice finished speaking, it seemed to sigh again, "After all, he was the benefactor of our clan. ”

The aftermath dissipated, and the room fell silent for a long time.

The white figure looked around at everyone present, and then gradually retreated into the darkness, leaving only a word.

"Endless day, eternal night. Remember, remember, everybody......"

......

On the top of the mountain cliff, there are thousands of miles of flowing clouds, the mountains are like forests, the clouds and mist are ethereal, and the breeze is coming.

Xuan Chen was lying on the cliffside lawn at the top of the mountain, the place where he almost jumped off that year.

Far away from the hustle and bustle of the town, so remote that people are too lazy to come and bother. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Xuanchen was able to gain a rare peace of mind here.

"Warrior, warrior...... Is this even my luxury now? It's ridiculous. I was trampled in front of them to the point that I was not even as good as an ant, and I really didn't want to. Xuanchen looked at the distant and vast blue waves and clouds, and said with a wry smile.

In the martial arts level, the Qi Spirit Realm is more special, and this realm cannot be said to be a pure martial artist. Because the spiritual realm has not yet been condensed in the body, it is impossible to achieve the power of gasification, so that the aura contained in the dantian qi sea is still aura, since it is aura, then in a sense, this is not owned by the martial artist himself, and it still belongs to the aura of heaven and earth.

In other words, it was the Qi Spirit Realm martial artist who borrowed the spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and it was still an ownerless thing.

Only after the spiritual realm condensed in the dantian qi sea and was successfully promoted to the martial artist level could he be regarded as stepping on the orthodoxy of martial arts. Swallowing qi and transforming power, being able to refine the spiritual energy absorbed into the dantian qi sea into all the spiritual power belonging to the martial artist, is a truly pure martial artist.

Before the meridians were broken, Xuanchen was the seventh stage of the Qi Spirit Realm. Yes, the nine-year-old Qi Spirit Realm Seventh Stage, nearly ten years ahead of these so-called Heavenly Pride Sons in Yaobei City, reached this realm. He was once the son of the patriarch and a clan genius.

"God, you're really joking, naughty. Xuan Chen sneered.

Xuan Chen instead lay on the ground with his hands on his hands, looking at the opposite side of the cliff, the infinitely extending mountain range in the farthest distance, boundless and towering into the clouds.

That was the place that Xuanchen had always wanted to go to but couldn't go to - the Demon Beast Mountain Range.

If what his father-in-law said was true, then Xuanchen wanted to go there to take a look, in the end, he was still unwilling, he couldn't convince himself, and he always thought that if he came from there, there would be a glimmer of life there.

When I was terminally ill, I really saw a weed on the side of the road like a panacea.

It's just that with his current broken body, I'm afraid that the front foot has just set foot on the edge of the demon beast mountain range, and the back foot will be eaten by the demon beast that suddenly sprang out, and there are no bones left.

It is not an exaggeration at all, what Xuan Chen has seen with his own eyes in the past five years, the corpses that have been dragged back from the Demon Beast Mountain Range by his companions are at least ten fingers. All of them, there are no dead bodies.

"The emperor lives up to his wishes? Heh, it's ridiculous. Xuanchen got up and wanted to go down the mountain. The former Spiritual Pure Land, after the arrival of those uninvited guests three days ago, seemed to have been snatched away with the Gathering Spirit Grass.

Xuan Chen turned around, and when he took three steps on the ground, a light breeze suddenly blew behind him.

"How are you doing all these years?"

"Who?" Xuan Chen was frightened, and quickly turned around, only to see that not far away, there was a white-clothed man standing against the wind, his face was like a crown of jade, his eyes were like stars, and his long body was jade, as described in the poem, as painted in the painting, handsome and beautiful.

It's a man.

"Long time no see. The man whispered, like an old friend's greeting.

Xuan Chen's heart was shocked, "Who the hell are you?!"

"Five years ago, the Xuanmen catastrophe was full of corpses, and you were the only one who lived. ”

A thunderbolt on a sunny day, like spring thunder exploding in my heart.

Xuan Chen asked in a trembling voice, "...... you You were five years ago...... The one who saved me?"

"For five years, you have suffered. He said slowly, without denying it, that was acquiescence.

Xuanchen was suddenly a little sluggish, but the growth of his mood in the past five years made him more aware of the importance of the words "calm in trouble", he quickly restrained his emotions and asked tentatively again: "I haven't seen you, why should I believe you?"

The figure disappeared, and the next moment he appeared next to Xuan Chen, his expression was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest weakness in his heart, he said: "There's a lot of time, let me answer slowly? Don't worry, I have no intention of harming you." ”

Xuan Chen looked at him, and thought of his elusive supernatural powers, if he really wanted to harm himself, he would definitely have no way out, so he nodded slightly.

He pulled Xuanchen to sit down and said softly: "Five years ago, Xuanmen was killed, and when I arrived, it was too late, and I couldn't go back, I'm sorry." Thankfully, your people did not hesitate to delay time at the cost of self-destruction in order to save you, so I had a chance to save your life. Regarding this point, you don't have to be guilty, this is their long-cherished wish, to keep the last bloodline of Xuanmen, and they die without regrets. ”

"So my people, are there no survivors?" Xuan Chen insisted, even though he already had the answer in his heart.

The man just shook his head, and was silent.

Xuanchen was overshadowed.

"I brought you to this place and created some coincidences for the man to save you, and after a period of observation, I was sure that the couple would be loyal and would treat you well, and then they left safely. ”

"I'm really sorry, but I had to leave for a while because I had to leave for a while. I wanted to rush back here as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that the problem was far more difficult than I expected, so I have been delaying until now. ”

Xuan Chen asked, "So what exactly are you?"

"I am your father's friend. He looked at Xuanchen and said.

Xuan Chen's face was shocked, and he hurriedly asked: "Father, are you your father's friend, where is your father now, where is he?"

The man withdrew his gaze, his eyes lowered, a little unspeakable, "He's ...... Die in battle!"

"Battle...... Dead in battle?" Xuan Chen looked at him blankly, and then shook his head stupidly and muttered, "Impossible, impossible......"

Xuanchen suddenly had a hideous face, "He is the strongest person of the clan, he is the god of the clan, how can he die in battle." Who you really are, what you tell me, even anyone who is involved, knows it well. Like what...... Enemies of the clan!"

The man's face was calm and he didn't say a word.

Xuan Chen continued to question: "So there is no evidence, what can I believe in you!"

The man looked at Xuanchen quietly until ......

"Chen'er, my father wants to tell you that those who have established great things in the past generations not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance. Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. ”

The man, slowly, recounted.

This sentence was said to the boy by the man with a majestic figure once upon a time.

The boy has always regarded it as a treasure and remembered it in his heart.

The boy didn't want to believe this man's words, but he had to believe that his father would tell him this, so he was really a friend of his father's approval.

A cool breeze hit, and in the wind, it was the cry of the young eagle that broke through the world.

"Was my father killed by those who ruined the clan?"

"Yes. ”

"They're strong?"

"Very strong, one of the most powerful people in the world. ”

"Do I have a chance of revenge?"

"Yes. ”

"But with my broken shell, how can I take revenge?"

"So here I am. ”

"Can you help me?"

"Yes. ”

"May I ask your name?"

"My name is Bai Xuan!"

The figure of Tsing Yi rose into the air, and for a while, the wind within a radius of dozens of miles rushed towards this side as if it had been called, and on the top of the mountain, the wind howled and the hurricane swept wildly.

It's like the heavens, borrowing wind from the world!

Bai Xuan's hands were sealed, and between the white coats fluttering, several golden Sanskrit inscriptions appeared around him, counting them carefully, there were as many as nine, and then Bai Xuan stretched out his hand and pointed, and nine golden Sanskrit runes flew towards Xuanchen.

The Sanskrit inscription went straight into Xuanchen's chest, and the next moment, the originally broken meridians in Xuanchen's body were like dead wood in spring, and after a long drought in the rain, they revived again, emitting a brilliant golden glow.

"This is the Nine Dry Fusion Meridian, which can help you reshape the meridians and climb the Martial Arts Heavenly Ladder again!"