Although Jun Qianli was unable to cultivate, Jun Zhan never showed the slightest disappointment and dissatisfaction, but cared for him very much, and even doted on him to the fullest.

After all, for Jun Qianli, being unable to cultivate for the rest of his life is already an injustice to him by fate, if as his only relative, he shows indifference and blame for him, or even complains, then Jun Qianli may not be able to bear it for a long time, so he gives him more love to make up for it.

Moreover, he has been looking for various elixirs to repair the meridians, hoping that one day Jun Qianli will be able to recover the meridians and step into the path of cultivation.

Being able to have such a grandfather also makes Jun Qianli feel warm, even if he is ridiculed and ignored by others, he never gives up hope.

Looking at Jun Zhan's white hair, Jun Qianli's mind flashed through that esoteric method, and his gaze gradually became condensed.

"It's okay, then you have a good rest, if you have something to do, go directly to Qianhua, I'm going to go to the Gu family to give a dowry!!" Seeing that Jun Qianli was completely unharmed, Jun Zhan finally breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around and walked out, and when he left, he still didn't forget to tell Jun Qianhua to continue to take care of Jun Qianli.

Jun Qianli looked at Jun Qianhua helplessly, turned around and walked back to the room, while Jun Qianhua looked at the broken door and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to come and repair it.

Jun Qianli, who returned to the room, flashed a trace of firmness in his eyes: "Is it waste? Maybe there is a time when waste counterattacks!"

When the door was newly decorated, Jun Qianli sat cross-legged on the bed, and what came to his mind was the mental method that flashed when he woke up.

He was sure that he had never seen it, let alone cultivated, but he remembered every word of this mental method clearly, as if it had been engraved in his mind.

"The universe is desolate, and the beginning is ......"

Unconsciously, Jun Qianli entered the cultivation in the way of that mysterious mental method, but as soon as he settled down, a red light visible to the naked eye swept down from the top of Jun Qianli's head and instantly swept over his whole body.

A stinging pain that penetrated deep into his soul instantly exploded from the inside of his body, like a flame that completely incinerated Jun Qianli from the inside out.

The roar, the roar came out of his mouth in an instant, but when he touched the red light outside the body, it was strangely absorbed and isolated, and Jun Qianhua, who was outside the door, did not notice Jun Qianli's abnormality at all.

With the passage of red light, Jun Qianli's already fragile meridians were destroyed like a withering and decaying being, annihilated, and there was nothing left, making him completely become a waste who could not cultivate.

"My Nima, Samsara Bead?" Jun Qianli's eyes showed a deep sense of horror and despair, he didn't know what power was destroying his meridians, but this familiar red light instantly pulled his thoughts back to that strange dream.

When he swallowed the reincarnation bead, his whole body was also enveloped in the same red light.

"Thief God, you're playing with me!" Jun Qianli looked up to the sky and roared, his words full of unwillingness and resentment.

Although he couldn't cultivate before, at least he still had meridians, and if he had meridians, there was hope for repair;

But now, with the red light disappearing, his meridians all over his body were shattered, and there was no possibility of repairing it.

The pain of broken meridians could no longer hide the pain in his heart.

The reality is so cruel, when he just ignited hope and wanted to counterattack, he was hit by life and smashed back to the ground, and was even covered with a layer of soil.

Jun Qianli was in a hurry, a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, his body was crooked, and he fainted.