The news of the slaughter of Haiyu Village by the Spirit Clan spread throughout the Central Plains like a wing, and for a time the heavens were angry and people were angry, and people and gods were angry.

Central Plains, Yuancangmen.

This ancient sect still stands quietly there. It is as if the surrounding mountains are endless, and no matter how the world changes, it looks down like a watcher, and will never make even the slightest change.

"I heard that the sea fishing village by the Spirit Sea was slaughtered by the Spirit Clan!"

"Really, isn't it true that the Spirit Clan and our Central Plains don't interfere with the river water, how could this happen?"

"Who knows, I heard that hundreds of people in Haiyu Village were slaughtered in an instant, and even the children were spared!"

"What a sin, the spirit clan is not afraid of retribution for doing such a thing that has lost the conscience of heaven. ”

"That is, even if there is no such thing as retribution, are you not afraid of arousing the anger of the human race and being retaliated by madness?"

"Who said it wasn't, I heard that Yang Yuanhao, the governor of our Eastern Cangzhou, was also dismissed from his post and investigated by the domain master, just because of poor guards. ”

"Alas, you can't blame him entirely, who would have thought that the Spirit Clan, who had always been peaceful, would do such a crazy thing. ”

This explosive news also spread in Yuancangmen, and for a while, the disciples were angry and discussed.

And Yang Lie, who was standing lazily among the disciples, was not the slightest interested in this, even if this matter was related to his father. Because he doesn't like to fight and kill by nature. If it weren't for his father forcing him to come to Yuancangmen to practice, even if someone carried a sedan chair to carry him, he wouldn't necessarily come. In his opinion, what is there that cannot be resolved by sitting down calmly and discussing and discussing? This not only enhances friendship, but also unifies the outlook on life and values, so why not?

If you have this time, it is better to cultivate your sentiments and express your personal thoughts and feelings, such as reading poems and songs, and singing a few cheerful songs. Or add a few personal hobbies, such as raising a turtle that is easy to feed, as for the birds, forget it, in case you forget to feed and starve to death, isn't it a sin? Or have nothing to do to play chess, as for how high the chess skills are, then forget it, think too much brains. Planting grass, raising flowers, watering, pruning branches and leaves. How fulfilling and beautiful life is.

Finally, when the practice was over, he walked leisurely, hummed an unknown song, and slowly came to his residence. After eating a lunch that others thought was dark food. He remembered what he saw yesterday in the mountain behind Shengyuan Peak, a little turtle with a pretty good back pattern. Yesterday let him slip away, today let's see if I can get lucky and catch him.

In fact, the mountain behind Shengyuan Peak is not allowed for disciples to go casually. It's right to think about it, when you're not practicing, don't you have a good rest in the room, recover your strength, and run to the back mountain to do something. In case you encounter a demon beast, because your strength is not good, and you are bitten to death by the demon beast, wouldn't it be a serious loss? But Yang Lie likes to go to the back mountain to catch small animals to raise. In addition, the elders did not pay attention to him and cared little about him. Therefore, the mountain behind Shengyuan Peak has become the place that Yang Lie is most familiar with in Yuancangmen.

On this day, he followed the familiar mountain path, through the dense woods, and came to a small river. But I saw that there were huge stones standing by the river and even in the river. Due to the slight sloping angle of the river, the water flowing here is a bit rapid. The river flows vertically downstream through the abrupt boulders, creating a wonderful scenery like a small waterfall.

And if one stands on the edge of this small river and sees the rushing water, the small waterfalls, and the steep but lush peaks around it, one cannot help but praise the majesty and magnificence of nature.

However, at this moment, Yang Lie saw a scene that he would never forget in his life by the side of this beautiful river: a round emerald green bead suspended in mid-air, extending outward from the light emitted from the bead's body, and then the light slowly turned into a light curtain, and the emerald green light curtain slowly shrouded the ground with a graceful arc. From a distance, it looked like an emerald green jade bowl was upside down on the ground. And inside the jade bowl-shaped light curtain was lying a somewhat strong honest young man, and the honest young man was lying motionless, as if his soul had drifted away from the strong body and escaped.

It turned out that when Riyang escaped from the sea fishing village like a desperate person, he was already seriously injured. Those spiritual power that were cast by third- or even fourth-stage spiritual powerhouses, like giant black fireballs, were so precise and furious. Even with such a strong physical body, he instantly felt the breath of death from the black fireball. After being hit by a black fireball, his body was instantly thrown away by this fierce spiritual power. In mid-air, he felt his body almost destroyed, even if there wasn't a trace of blood spilling down.

That feeling is like a knight with high martial arts, and his tendons and tendons are broken in an instant. Then he printed a fatal palm on his chest, instantly destroying his strength.

Even his best Tyrant Spirit Technique, the body method spirit technique "Floating Cloud Vertical", couldn't be used. He was thrown miles away, and then slammed into the ground. He was paralyzed on the ground, and it took an hour for him to slowly wake up.

Then, relying on his tenacious willpower, he crawled forward with his hands for dozens of miles until he exhausted all his physical strength and passed out again. Before he lost his memory, he vaguely felt that something like a bead had slipped out of his body, and the light shield emanating from its surface was like a soft blanket, carrying him to nowhere.

In mid-air, he thought of the villagers of Haiyu Village who died because of him, and he couldn't help but cry. He secretly swore that if he was still alive, he would definitely become the strongest man in this world, and he would avenge the villagers who died tragically because of him.