"In my eyes, you're just an ant-like existence!" A voice full of disdain suddenly sounded in Xue Yi's mind. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a room that had been silent for a long time, and there was a strong smell of herbs everywhere, and there was a young man with a slightly delicate face lying flat on the bed, but his face was quite pale at this time.

"Hmm! Ahem, ahem......"

A faint cough suddenly broke the silence in the room.

Xue Yi slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and after a haze, what came into his eyes was a white ceiling.

After a moment of silence, he turned his head with considerable difficulty, his neck making a few "click" crunching sounds, and his eyes were a little dazed.

The furnishings of the room are very simple, with a window sill in front of it, and several sandalwood tables and chairs placed casually on one side.

"How can you be in bed?" Xue Yi only felt that his head was groggy, and his memory seemed to be a little vague, and he couldn't remember when he was lying on this bed.

After being stunned for a while, and when the soft feeling weakened a little, Xue Yi habitually got up quickly, but the sharp pain made him fall back on the bed.

"Hmm, it hurts!"

Feeling the sudden pain from his body, the corners of Xue Yi's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, the pain was really unbearable, and tears almost came out of the corners of his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Yi only felt as if his chest was blocked by something, and it was so difficult to even breathe, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and once again slowly propped up on the edge of the bed and sat on the bed in a daze.

His right hand subconsciously covered his chest with a faint pain, and Xue Yi began to search for vague memories in his mind, how could it hurt so much?

It seems that someone has punched him hard?

In my mind, a young man with a proud face gradually emerged, staring at him with such disdain.

"Not convinced?"

The memory began to gradually become clearer, and images began to flash in Xue Yi's mind.

"Then I'll give you another chance." The proud young man's voice seemed to be still ringing in Xue Yi's ears.

"It turned out that the Mordron family brought people to provoke...... What kind of competition is obviously a trap. Xue Yi's fists gradually clenched, and his slightly pale face was full of unwillingness.

"They also bet on the workshop that produces ironware in their industry, but it's actually just a trap, for the sake of our Xue family's medium-sized market......"

"It's no wonder that this kind of workshop can make twice as much profit as a bet on a medium-sized market." The sound of breathing began to become a little heavier, and Xue Yi's eyes seemed to reflect a touch of anger.

"But I fell for the tricks of the Mordron family!" The thick unwillingness on Xue Yi's pale face showed a touch of hatred again, and suddenly, it turned into pain again.

After a bared grin, Xue Yi looked down at his arm, and the sharp pain that came from the excessive force just now made his clenched fist immediately loosen.

The Mordron family used to be the nobles of the Carthusian Empire, but later a business failure brought an unbearable blow to their family, and in the end, they had to sell their ancestral land and settle in Qingfeng Town.

Although they no longer have the glorious strength they once had, they still have a lot of savings, so they soon became one of the two first-class forces in Qingfeng Town.

And another first-class force that is the sworn enemy of the Modren family is the Xue family where Xue Yi belongs, and they have settled in Qingfeng Town for nearly a hundred years.

Xue Yi's great-grandfather's generation has been living here, decades before the Modren family. So for this sudden appearance of outsiders, the Xue family was very repulsive to them.

But having said that, the two sides have been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and they can't tell the winner, after all, the strength of the two sides is indeed too close.

However, the two sides have been fighting for decades and have been unable to distinguish the winner, but because of Xue Yi's young spirit, the Xue family has lost a medium-sized market.

"It's really ironic, as the first day of the family, he was actually defeated by someone with one punch, that person should have broken through the forging Yuan Realm." The corners of Xue Yi's mouth suddenly rose with a hint of sarcasm, and he shook his head bitterly, endured the pain from the depths of the meridians, and shook and reluctantly stood up.

The moment he stood up, Xue Yi's face changed suddenly, he hurriedly sensed his internal situation, and then the whole person was in place, with a gloomy face.

Because he got a terrible reality that he didn't want to face: cultivation was regressive!

He actually fell from the eighth weight of the forging body to the strength of the third level of the forging body, and there were many bruises in his body, which was likely to affect his cultivation in the future.

After all, in order to cultivate spiritual power, you must first have a strong body and bone meridians, otherwise the spiritual power cultivated will not be able to withstand it, but the meridians will be damaged and you will become a wasted person.

The forging body is divided into one to nine levels, and the so-called forging body is nothing more than exercising the body, by constantly strengthening one's body, so that the muscles and muscles continue to become stronger.

When the muscles and bones are strengthened to a certain extent, the cortex will begin to harden, and when the cultivation is to break through the seventh level of the forging body, the cortex will become extremely hard, and you can hit rough stones with your bare hands without any damage.

When the cultivation breaks through the ninth level of the forging body, it is to open up some of the meridians in the body, at this time, the aura in the body will be converted into spiritual power, and the muscles hardened by the forging body will also return to their original softness, but the parts of the hands will be covered with a faint luster, which is spiritual power, and these spiritual powers will better protect the body.

At this time, it is no longer called forging the body, but forging the metaverse.

There are only eight levels in the Forging Metaverse, and its level unit is not heavy, but layers.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is to leap between each level, so in terms of level division, for each higher level, there will be one less level.

Therefore, when forging the body, it is ninefold, and when it comes to forging the Yuan Realm, it is only eight layers. When a cultivator steps into this Forging Yuan Realm, he can be regarded as officially entering the path of cultivation.

Holding back the very uncomfortable emotions in his heart, Xue Yi pushed open the door and walked out slowly.

The golden sunlight sprinkled down through the clouds and fell on Xue Yi's body, he squinted slightly at the sky, and suddenly remembered his past self, which was as dazzling as this sunshine in the family, but now his cultivation is the third weight of the forging body......

Thinking of this, Xue Yi's heart was even more congested.

Turning around and closing the door, Xue Yi glanced out of the corner of his eye, just in time to see a woman in her thirties walking anxiously.

The woman was dressed plainly, her face was slightly beautiful, and her eyes showed unconcealed care, giving people a very gentle feeling, and she was Xue Yi's mother, Ye Qing.

"Yi'er, you're finally awake! Why don't you get out of bed here, hurry in and rest. When Ye Qing saw Xue Yi's figure, she was first overjoyed, and then her face became worried.

"Mother, I'm fine, have I been in a coma for a long time?"

Seeing his mother, who has always been very fond of him, Xue Yi's mood also improved slightly, but that's all, and it is not so easy to accept the regression of cultivation.

"It's been a month, you kid, you're scared of your mother, how is your body feeling now?" Ye Qing also saw the sad look in Xue Yi's eyes, and hurriedly asked with concern.

Xue Yi just wanted to speak, but he saw a middle-aged man walking towards him, and for a while, the words that came to his mouth were actually retracted, and he didn't dare to speak.

Ye Qing obviously noticed this as well, and looked at Xue Yi's gaze, but her brows furrowed with some concern.

This middle-aged man looks like he is about thirty or forty years old, his body looks very strong, his eyebrows are vaguely revealing a bit of sharpness, and he is wearing a vermilion robe, which looks a little noble.

On his chest, he wore a pale golden gold star, which was a status symbol.

He is the deputy patriarch of the Xue family, Xue Yi's father, Xue Hao.

Seeing Xue Hao getting closer and closer, Xue Yi was also a little more apprehensive in his heart, and when Xue Hao stood in front of him, he called out with some hesitation: "Dad......"

The seriousness on Xue Hao's face was not eased by Xue Yi's title, his eyes seemed to sweep Xue Yi very casually, he snorted coldly, and then said sharply: "I don't have talent and no learning, but I dare to challenge privately, and I was taught a lesson, and it also affected the whole family!" ”

"Brother Hao, what are you doing, Yi'er just woke up and needs to recuperate."

Seeing Xue Hao like this, Ye Qing was very worried that he would severely punish Xue Yi, although she also knew what a serious mistake her son had made and how much trouble the family had fallen into.

But no matter what, in her heart, her son is the most important, after all, the mistake made by Xue Yi is not an unforgivable mortal sin.

Hearing his wife Ye Qing's words, Xue Hao moved his gaze to her, the anger in his heart still did not decrease in the slightest, and he blamed his wife again: "You also have a lot of responsibility for causing today's situation, if you weren't used to him in all your usual favors, how could he be so proud, arrogant, and arrogant!" ”

The angry Xue Hao directly listed three derogatory terms, which made Xue Yi, who was already very aggrieved in his heart, feel even more uncomfortable, and he finally couldn't help but talk back: "Dad, is it necessary for you to belittle your son so much?" Why didn't I hear those words when I was so proud of you? ”

"Shut up! Do you know how much you've caused your family to suffer? Xue Hao's hand was already tightly clenched into a fist, and green tendons appeared, obviously trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, if it weren't for Xue Yi's sake, I'm afraid he would have slapped him away with a palm by now.

"Losses? Do you know the loss of your family? What did I agree to the challenge for, not to win back the Mordron family's ironsmith workshop? But you only know the loss of the family, but you know how much I have been injured! You know, my cultivation has fallen from the eighth level of the forging body to the third level of the forging body! ”

At the end of the words, Xue Yi almost roared out, and his trembling hands showed that he was not at peace at this time.

Seriously injured, his cultivation was regressive, and it happened to the genius boy of this family, how could this not make him set off a huge wave in his heart because of this?

Seeing Xue Yi in such an emotion, Ye Qing's eyes were already slightly moist, when had she ever seen her son, who was standing at the peak of the younger generation of the family, had such a painful side?

Xue Hao's state of mind finally changed for the first time, and when he heard that Xue Yi's cultivation had actually regressed, his state of mind was finally no longer full of anger, but with a trace of worry.

Once such a thing as a retrogressive cultivation happens, it is very likely that the result will be that the cultivator's injuries will be healed in the future, but it will hinder the path of cultivation in the future.

But although he was worried in his heart, Xue Hao would not show it on the surface, because he had to take this opportunity to train this extremely proud son well.

"Who do you blame for the regression of cultivation, it's not your own fault, if it's not that you're too conceited, how can this kind of thing happen?" Xue Hao controlled the fluctuations in his heart and tried to continue to teach Xue Yi a lesson.

"Ahh Xue Yi couldn't suppress the breath in his heart anymore, and roared out with all his might: "I don't blame anyone, it's all my conceit!" ”

The next moment, Xue Yi directly turned around and staggered out of the house, even if his whole body was full of severe pain, he didn't want to stay here to face his father anymore!

"Yi'er! Where are you going? Ye Qing anxiously called in Xue Yi's direction, but did not get any response.

Xue Hao looked at Xue Yi's departing back, his eyes hesitated in a complicated manner, his hands clenched slightly, but he didn't say anything to stop him.

"What the hell are you doing? He's your son! Ye Qing saw that Xue Yi was scolded by Xue Hao, so she angrily dropped this sentence, turned around and ran back to the room.

In the blink of an eye, there was only a figure left in the courtyard, which seemed empty, and he sighed softly and stared in the direction where the young man had gone.

"Yi'er, Dad hopes that you can learn your lesson and get back on your feet...... Otherwise, you'll never be able to make a big deal. ”

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