The spiritual vein is the foundation of a martial artist's cultivation.

Ordinary martial artists need to awaken the spiritual veins to determine the cultivation techniques, and in a sense, the spiritual veins determine the height and achievements of the martial artist's future cultivation.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao's spiritual veins were all dark gray, and they were also covered with dense cracks.

"Who is it that would do this to such a young man whose spiritual veins have not been awakened!?" Ling Xiao was shocked.

The City Lord's Mansion Lin Family is about to hold a recruitment meeting, and a martial artist under the age of fifteen is the strongest but the triple strength of the Soul Gathering Realm, even if an opponent wants to sneak attack in advance, it is absolutely impossible to cause such damage.

If the spiritual veins are destroyed, there is only one reasonable explanation.

Someone deliberately destroyed Ling Xiao's spiritual vein, and his strength was at least in the Spirit Gathering Realm.

"It's Butler Ling Wen!"

A skinny old man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks immediately appeared in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, it was Ling Wen, the chief butler of the Ling family.

From the memory of this life, Ling Xiao quickly learned that although the City Lord's Mansion posted a notice that all martial artists under the age of fifteen could participate, it stipulated that each family was only allowed to elect one teenager, although there were many applicants, but after the family's screening, there were only dozens of competitors.

And Ling Jianbei's only son, Ling Soul, was talented and intelligent, and not long after breaking through the Soul Gathering Realm, Ling Xiao guessed that it must be Ling Jianbei who wanted to take his place and brutally kill himself!

"Shameless old thing! Actually trying to murder me!" Ling Xiao immediately understood, and a cold light shot out of his eyes.

"Huh?!It's Tianluo Tower!" Ling Xiao continued to peep and immediately spotted the anomaly.

Although the spirit veins showed dark gray cracks, Ling Xiao still keenly captured the breath of the Tianluo Tower.

Although the breath was faint, it was too familiar to him!

If it weren't for Tianluo Tower, he would have been scattered at this time, and he would have turned into mountains and rivers.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed, and then the powerful power of the divine soul shrouded the past, wanting to take out the Tianluo Tower.

But when his palm poked out, it went straight through the breath and completely caught it!

"How can this be?!" Ling Xiao frowned, puzzled.

Just as Ling Xiao was about to continue to investigate the reason, the bumpy carriage suddenly stopped, and then the two people had a close conversation.

"Third brother, although the young master is a waste, if he dies in our hands, will he ......" The voice was high-pitched, and the thin man looked worried.

"What bullshit! Hurry up, I can't say that this guy is already dead! Let's just let him be born in Elysium early!" The black-faced strong man said angrily.

After speaking, the two got into the carriage directly and dragged Ling Xiao down.

"Ling Hu! Ling Leopard!"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed into a thin slit, and he directly recognized the two of them, who were the two guards of the Ling family.

But they were all the henchmen of the housekeeper Ling Wen, and their appearance here at this moment confirmed Ling Xiao's guess even more.

"Fourth, do it!"

Ling Hu glanced up at the other party, raised his eyebrows, and the latter understood and searched directly on Ling Xiao.

This is the rule of the two, and they always like to loot some ill-gotten gains.

Soon, Ling Bao searched Ling Xiao's body very skillfully, and there were many more treasures in his hands.

"Third brother, these are yours. Ling Bao divided the treasure in his hand, handed the big head to Ling Hu, looked up and asked, "Third brother, what should the young master do?"

"There are tens of thousands of unjust souls buried under this Flame Spirit Cliff! This is also a good destination for him!"

Immediately afterwards, the two dragged Ling Xiao directly to the top of the cliff.

As soon as he stepped into the top of the pressure, Ling Xiao felt a very strong aura of unjust souls rushing towards him, as if there were hundreds of millions of unjust souls who wanted to climb out from the bottom of the cliff.

"Young master, if you want to blame, blame the big butler, we all do things according to the rules, don't worry! I will burn paper money for you every year......"

Ling Leopard, who was standing on the edge of the cliff, trembled all over his body, looking very frightened.

"I'm afraid of a fart! this is not the first time ......" Ling Hu scolded angrily, and then the two of them let go directly.

But in the next second, the faces of the two people suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, as if they had eaten dog shit, because they found that there was an invisible energy, as if it was glued to their hands, and it dragged them down the cliff.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then looked at Ling Xiao together.

Because the source of this energy is none other than the waste master they want to leave behind.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with cold light, staring at the two of them faintly.

"You, you, you......" Ling Hu's lips rose slightly, his face full of disbelief.

Steward Ling Wenming clearly said that the meridians of his whole body were cut off, and his spiritual veins were destroyed, so he was completely a wasted person! How could such a powerful force erupt!

"I ......" Ling Xiao was not surprised, and sneered: "How can I be killed by the waste of the refining class!"

Ling Xiao saw through the strength of the two at a glance, but the refining level was not even a real martial artist, but it was just some brute force.

In the next second, Ling Xiao's figure rose in mid-air, turned around and directly grabbed the palms of the two, and the violent power directly blasted out.

"Click!

Ling Hu, Ling Bao's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly wanted to withdraw his palm, but it was too late!

The fierce force roared through, directly piercing the palms of the two, and blood splattered everywhere.

"You...... It's not ......"

Ling Hu's eyes trembled, and he suddenly thought of something.

On the other hand, Ling Bao's face was distorted, his face was like ashes, as if he was frightened stupid, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Step on the mountain and shatter!" Ling Xiao roared, and the energy of his whole body gathered on his feet, like a thousand catties of boulders, and stepped directly on Ling Hu's chest.

Ling Xiao used the most fierce leg skills in his previous life, although it was only the primary martial arts of the Yellow Order (martial arts are divided into: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang four levels, which are divided into three levels, high, medium and low!), but full of strength and domineering!

"Boom ......"

Ling Hu suddenly felt his chest collapse, his internal organs exploded instantly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

In the next moment, Ling Xiao's figure jumped high and stepped directly on Ling Bao's chest, who didn't have time to react at all, and died tragically on the spot.

With enough support for the second time, Ling Xiao took a leap of his body, and with the help of a few dead trees on the cliff, he safely fell back to the Yanling Cliff.

"You...... No...... Insult...... Xiao!" From the bottom of the cliff came Ling Hu's desperate and helpless roar.

"Of course I'm Ling Xiao!" Ling Xiao replied with a sneer.

To be honest, Ling Xiao disdains to work with such a small character, but the other party is so arrogant and wants to kill himself, then it's another matter.

Immediately, he jumped into the carriage, raised his long whip, and the horse's back was in pain, and he galloped wildly, heading straight to Lin Yu City!

And at this moment, Lin Yucheng's Ling family is brightly lit.

In the meeting hall, all the backbone members of the Ling family gathered.

A middle-aged man with a goatee sat on the main seat, and beside him stood the butler Ling Wen, and the next seat was the eight elders of the Ling family.

"Fourth brother, I don't know what you think about Soul Child's participation in recruiting relatives instead of Ling Xiao!" Ling Jianbei took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, and looked at the great elder of the Ling family, Ling Jiandong, with a smile!

The head of the Ling family, Ling Jiannan, has a total of four brothers, half-brothers, among whom Ling Jiandong has excellent swordsmanship and has become the most important elder of the Ling family.

According to legend, Ling Jiandong took the initiative to give up the inheritance of the head of the family and was willing to become an elder who guarded the Ling family.

At this time, Ling Jiandong was wearing an ink-colored robe, with the eye-catching word "Ling" carved on his chest, but he was wearing a pair of Eagle Ridge iron masks on his face, and the cold air was pressing, only revealing a pair of deep and hollow eyes.

"Second brother, the young master's life and death are uncertain, isn't it too child's fun to draw such a conclusion too early!" Ling Jiandong's fierce gaze swept over, and his tone was cold: "Do you know that he is no longer alive?"