In the vast continent of Zexi, there are many dynasties and sects of different strengths and weaknesses like stars, which are always combined because of interests, and there are wars because of interests. Hundreds of dynasties perished in one day, and hundreds of dynasties were born, as if life was alive and dead, and the Nafan Academy seemed to be still standing in the midst of the changes of time.

Located in the central and eastern part of the continent, the Sanskrit Academy, which is regarded as neutral, has a history of 1,000 years, and was led by the five powerful dynasties at the beginning, coercing most dynasties to jointly fund and cooperate to create the Sanskrit Academy...... Every four years, the Vatican Academy recruits fresh blood from most of the dynasties, and in order to obtain strong support, those dynasties do their best to send children with cultivation talents into it. Then in this academy, you will either be a high-ranking official or a talent, otherwise you will be kicked out of the academy by losing to others in the annual competition, except for one person, of course.

The Brahman Academy has a lot of money and money, and all the students who practice in it have one room per person and the basic monthly cost is paid by the forces behind it......

Located in the mountains to the east of the Buddhist Academy, a crooked-necked tree grows on the cliff of a mountain peak, crumbling in the wind. On one side of the crooked neck tree sits a dilapidated bamboo house, and the two lean on each other and support each other in the strong wind. The furniture in the bamboo house is simple and clear, and the owner of the bamboo house is a teenage boy, and people in the academy often guess whether his identity is the illegitimate son of a certain dynasty or the illegitimate son of the dean or an extremely powerful elder. Qianyu, who has a delicate face, seems to be a walking corpse in the eyes of others.

There are always a few winds pouring into the bamboo house from the gaps in the bamboo house, which makes people feel a chill inadvertently. At this time, Qianyu's originally delicate face was distorted and panicked, and he felt that the spiritual power in his body was forcibly evacuated by the ring in his chest, and the ring pendant in his chest suddenly flew up out of thin air, and the picture was reflected on the ring, Qianyu endured the weakness of his body, adapted to this sudden change, and looked at these pictures with his eyes, and his facial muscles changed sharply with the change of the picture:

The continuous dark picture turned into a trace of white light, and the eyelids were opened slightly, and in the line of sight, a man with a surprised face, took the baby from the person, the man was full of red faces, and spoke incoherently, and then took off the ring ornament, and brought the child with the ring, which quickly embedded the child's body with a solid ring, and then left only a ring-like tattoo, and his eyes turned to see a beautiful woman lying on the bed, who was a little weak...... Then the picture turned, the sun was warm, the man picked up the child and sat on the grass, and with a wave of the bottle appeared out of thin air, and said meaningfully: "Qianyu, hold back, walk steady, don't be afraid!" and then laughed: "Of course you don't understand now, and the future may not be......"

While breastfeeding, the Chinese character kept muttering: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the father and mother are reluctant to you, but there is no way to call you the ...... of a thousand families." The picture keeps changing, the child goes from being alone into the deep forest, relying on the knowledge taught to him by his father, surviving in the deep forest, and escaping from danger many times......

Time passed very quickly, the picture was dark, and dozens of huge rumbling sounds were heard in the ears, which were vaguely mixed with the woman's sobbing and the man's panting, and then the picture lit up, the child was held by a stranger in a black robe, and then the man in black stretched out his hand from the sleeve of his coat that seemed to be carved from jade to smooth the child's head to feet in the air, the child's vision turned to another place, three very embarrassed black-robed people cautiously approached the woman and the man who fell to the ground, the mountains in the distance were destroyed one after another, and the smooth ravines on the ground were vertical and horizontal, mottled and scattered, thousands of miles away, revealing a very compelling sword aura.

Immediately, a faint message of thought came to the child's mind: "Qianyu, hold back and don't be afraid!"

"Huh!?" said the black-robed man holding the child as if he had figured out something unbelievable.

The picture suddenly darkened, and the surrounding voices suddenly began to be noisy and they couldn't hear what they said clearly, leaving the last picture for Qianyu was not far from the woman and the man, a silly roe deer was leaning against the only remaining tree around, and when he kept chewing in his mouth, he looked at this side with playful eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth......

At this time, the ring suddenly dimmed, the reflection of the memory in front of Qian Yu had disappeared, and the ring pendant fell on the chest, and it was quickly embedded in the body and turned into a tattoo. At this time, Qianyu was already crying, sadness and anger filled his head, the sight in front of him had long been hazy, the corners of his mouth left the blood of his lips bitten by his teeth, trembling all over, his hands were clenched into fists, of course, a few drops of blood fell to the ground from the cracks of his fists, and the strong wind blew Qian Yu's sideburns, but it could not calm Qianyu's state of mind.

Ten-year-old Qianyu has been in this Sanskrit Academy for three years, and the memory in his mind before was only that he was an orphan, and he came to this academy in exile, but he didn't expect someone to receive him and bring him to live in a bamboo house, leaving the breathing method of the rotten street, and the rest of the memory is about the present time.

Today's Qianyu Xiu is a breakthrough, but he didn't expect to provoke the movement of the body ring embedded in his chest, so that he can find out that his memory is passive, I'm afraid those people didn't expect that they would discover the previous memory.

"Whew!" Qianyu exhaled heavily, and revisited the picture projected by the ring in his mind, especially the survival knowledge taught by his father, what his father said, "Hold back and don't be afraid", Qianyu's heart calmed down a lot, since I am still alive, it means that I still have use value. Qian Yu pondered for a while, he thought for a while, he had to improve his strength as soon as possible and then he had to take revenge for this, even if it was the emperor and the ultimate Qianyu.

"Dad, mother!" Qian Yu pursed her lips and said, "You can rest assured about this, Qian Yu will do what she says!"

At this moment, not far outside the bamboo house, Qian Yu heard the sound of soft footsteps, and immediately got up to wipe all other blood stains clean, and then the door rang "dong dong".

"Brother Qianyu, are you there?" an extremely gentle and magnetic voice came from outside the house.