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At this time, in the countless planes, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe pushed out with both hands, and a huge three-legged Gu Ding pushed forward, Gu Ding emitted light and collided with a pair of giant hands.

The sky is a vision, the ghosts and gods are shocked, and the sky collapses and the earth is destroyed. The giant hand and Gu Ding collided one after another, and the space produced a trace of cracks, and countless living beings died because of it.

Above the dark and dim earth, a giant beast stepped between heaven and earth, fighting with the giant hand.

Countless creatures let out an unyielding roar, their premonition of their impending demise, and their bodies were full of rifts.

The giant beast roared, and eighteen layers of hell condensed behind it: tongue pulling, scissors, iron trees, evil mirrors, steamers, and tongzhu............

The ancient tripod bloomed brightly, engraved with the totem as if it came to life, walking in the ancient tripod, as if chanting in a low voice, and colliding with the giant hand.

Touch!

The plane collapsed in an instant, and everything turned into powder.

In the sky, two huge eyes slowly closed and disappeared, leaving only the night sky and thunder.

The five-colored divine thunder fell, and the boy instantly turned into ashes, and before he disappeared into this world, he had already paid attention to it flawlessly, and his chest glowed faintly.

………………

In the Xuanshan Continent, in the Qin Empire, in the small courtyard of Tianyuan Town, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was naked, stepping on a horse, his face was resolute, and he punched out, forming a set of strange movements.

Pong!Pong!Pong!

The dull sound sounded one after another, and the bark of the big tree had sunken down, and even the bark had worn off a lot, and the wood fragments were mixed with a little blood and fell to the ground.

Xuan Lonely Continent, respect martial arts, want to have something to do, be respected, have martial arts, cultivate courage, and become a martial artist.

But why in the end? Heaven made Murong Han thunder immortal, and when he came to this otherworldly continent, he played a big joke with him.

The son of the head of the Murong family, one of the three major families in Tianyuan Town, couldn't actually cultivate, this was simply a big joke.

Murong Han still remembered that after he was struck by the five-colored thunder and lightning, the whole person disappeared directly, and the heavens resurrected him, but the result was ............

Thief God, are you playing with me......

When he was six years old, Murong Han stepped into the martial arts, but no matter how he cultivated, the aura absorbed from heaven and earth would disappear, and no one could find out the reason.

The former young master has become a waste who can't cultivate, even if Murong Han is the son of the patriarch, his status is getting lower and lower, and he can't cultivate his courage, so Murong Han can only choose another cultivation method - refining the body.

If cultivating the spirit is to draw the spirit from heaven and earth to strengthen oneself, then refining the body is to tap out the power of the human body, stimulate the potential of the human body, and exert the power in one's body to the extreme.

This is also what most civilians cultivate, they don't have the cultivation of courage at all, and physical cultivation is their only way out.

However, the effort required to refine the body is doubled, but despite this, the gains obtained are very few, and there is basically no return except for greater strength.

Murong Han retracted his steps, sat down on the ground, crushed the few herbs on the ground, and dripped the medicinal juice into his fist.

People who refine their bodies should often use drugs to treat their bodies, so that lifeless exercise will leave too many dark wounds in their bodies, and dark injuries are nothing to do when they are young, but after they are older, a series of problems will follow.

The purple liquid dripped onto his fist, and Murong Han's brows moved obviously, and he took out a white cloth and wrapped it around his hand.

The plate of meat next to him had already been cold, and it didn't look like a good thing, but Murong Han directly stuffed it into his mouth.

Refining consumes the qi and blood in the body, and the qi and blood in the human body are very limited, so it needs to be replenished by eating a lot of flesh and blood. Qi and blood dried up, and the result was a violent death.

Qi and blood dry up, and die violently without replenishment, is a common thing among civilians, which is also the tragedy of civilians, but there is no other way.

If you want to get ahead among the common people, you can't help unless you have the means to join a faction, serve them, or sell yourself to a family to get the exercises and resources.

That means that you will lose your freedom, you will be poor and rich, and it is basically impossible for a civilian to rely on himself to follow the martial arts.

Most martial arts cultivators stay in a shallow realm, they can only rely on brute force to do hard labor, and they are destined to do nothing for the rest of their lives.

Murong Han's eyes were deep, this is no longer the legal society, human life is like a mustard, even if you die, no one can get justice for you, even if you can, who will meddle in your affairs?

As a human being in two lives, Murong Han has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world.

After eating the meat, Murong Han put on his clothes and walked directly outside, he was the only one in this small courtyard, not because he let the servant leave.

It's because there is no one to serve him at all, everything needs to be done by himself, and there is no one to do errands for him.

Except for someone who sent three meals, but most of them were vegetarian dishes, if he only ate those, Murong Han would have died a long time ago due to lack of qi and blood.

Who would do things for a man who has no strength, and who would follow a master who has no future?

took out his small monthly money, because he couldn't cultivate, Murong Han's money was pitifully small compared to others, and he could only barely use it for his own living.

The currency of the Xuanshan Continent is that with gold coins, a hundred gold coins is enough for an ordinary family to live for three months.

For Murong Han, these hundred gold coins were already stretched thin to buy food!

Walking out of Murong Mansion, several guards at the door turned a blind eye to Murong Han, he was used to this situation, and walked out by himself.

It's just a small town, but the scene on the street is particularly lively, the street is lined with vendors, shouting one after another, each boasting about their things, and outsiders walking the street with weapons on their backs.

Just halfway through this street, he had already purchased the things he needed, and Murong Han was ready to go home.

Physical cultivation requires more effort, and the things sold on this street are either unusable or unaffordable, so it is better to go home and practice steadily.

Walking down a small road, Murong Han found that there were two people in front of him who were sneaky and sneaky, as if they were doing something unseemly.

, take a closer look at these two people, Murong Han knows each other, one is the son of his fourth uncle, that is, his cousin, and the other is a slave who has been bringing him food.

The two seemed to be discussing something, showing a hint of hideous expression from time to time, and Murong Han hid to the side to listen to their conversation.

"Young Master Han, I've already put that thing in the meal as you said. ”

As soon as Murong Han approached, the slave's words reached his ears.

At the beginning, Murong Han was confused when they heard their conversation.

But soon, the cold sweat on Murong Han's body dripped down, and the more he listened, the more frightened he became.

"Well done, you put this bag in his meal, these are your rewards. Murong Han took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and threw it out.

The cultivation pill in this place usually Murong Han hadn't even looked at it, so he rewarded it to a slave.

"Thank you, Young Master Han. ”

"Hehe, these poisons are developed with elixir, although they are chronic, but even first-order demonic beasts can be poisoned, Murong Han, I see that you are not dead this time. ”

Have you been taking poison for so long? It's your own relatives! Is it for ............

Murong Han was in a trance for a while, he didn't expect this to be the result.

Is it really that important? I can't cultivate anymore, I don't have the ability to compete with them at all, why!

"Who's who? Get out of here. Murong Han suddenly shouted at the corner, startling the servant next to him.

"Why? Why? I'm already like this, and I don't want to let me go, and I'm going to die. Murong Han covered his stomach, and his face became a little hideous.

"You two, even I dare to harm you. "I can't escape, even if I escape, I can't get rid of this poison by myself, looking at the two people in front of him, Murong Han was already extremely angry in his heart.

"Young Master Han, why are you?" Seeing the person coming, the servant's face turned pale.

Murong Han's face was also shocked, and then he recovered again, revealing a sneer: "Cold waste, I didn't expect you to appear here, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell, you throw yourself in, I originally wanted to poison you slowly, since you know everything, let's solve it directly." ”

"You, go and kill him. Murong Han pointed to the servant in front of him.

I?

The servant was a little hesitant, Murong Han was the son of the patriarch, and if he tracked it down to his head, he would die.

"What are you afraid of, if something happens, I and the fourth master will bear it, besides, he already knows about you poisoning his food, if he returns to Murong Mansion, will you still have your life?"

The domestic servant was just a second-order cultivator, and when he heard Murong Han's words, there was a fierce light in his eyes, and he walked towards Murong Han step by step: "Young Master Han, the villain hasn't lived enough, you better go with peace of mind." ”

The servant trotted for a while, and his fist blasted towards Murong Han, Murong Han had no way to cultivate, but he was still confident that he would kill him.

The second-order spirit, if you run the spirit to the arm, you can also increase your strength to two thousand catties, two thousand catties of strength, let alone a person, even a cow, will be killed by a punch.

Murong Han looked at the back of the servant and showed a sneer, as long as the servant killed Murong Han, and then killed the servant, it was said that the servant killed the master............

Murong Han seemed to have seen the scene where Murong Han's head was shattered.

Looking at the fist that was getting closer and closer to him, Murong Han was already in a state of rage, something in his body seemed to be ignited, and his eyes were gradually covered with a layer of blood red.

Murong Han took a step back, stretched out his left hand, and blocked the servant's palm, the body refiner was physically strong, and he could barely block the servant's blow.