Cangluan Prefecture, one of the nine states in the world, is full of countries, close to the Xingluo Sea, and has many lofty mountains.

In the territory of Tianluo Kingdom, the Ji clan of the North Sacrifice City is a well-known local cultivation family.

In the scorching summer, the heat wave is like a tide, and the subordinates of the Ji family are busy and hurried, and the lights are colorful.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Located in a remote courtyard in Jifu, a young man who seemed to be in his early teens stretched his body as much as possible, and the figure flickered, his fists tumbling on the thick wooden stakes.

"Heart!"

The boy was already so tired that he was panting for breath, but he could feel the still faint and suffocating heartbeat, and he couldn't help but roar in his heart.

"The weather is so hot, and there is no sweat in such thick clothes, it seems that the qi and blood are no longer running, let him stop. Looking at the hunchbacked old man who was boxing, he said with a solemn expression.

"Ji Fan, don't practice anymore. ”

The thirty-year-old beautiful woman frowned, and her words were full of resentment and meanness.

The young man looked sluggish and stopped moving, and his bandaged hands slowly dripped blood, obviously with old wounds.

"You two, go up and beat hard. ”

Seeing that the young man's breathing was becoming more and more difficult, the beautiful woman hurriedly instructed the two servants in the courtyard to step forward.

"Bang!

Two servants with wooden sticks thick at their wrists struck the eleven or twelve-year-old boy alternately in the upper body with the sound of whirring wind.

The boy who was beaten was wearing a padded jacket and never said a word, as if he had no consciousness and did not feel pain.

After more than 20 consecutive beatings on the young man, he finally didn't hold on, as if his body instinctively vomited a mouthful of reverse blood, and gradually collapsed to the ground.

Facing the young man vomiting blood and fainting, the beautiful woman not only did not panic, but showed a sneer: "Carry the young master Ji Fan into the house, and you can go down." ”

The two servants lifted the boy up with their hands and feet, obviously not the first time they had done such a thing.

In the courtyard of the courtyard, the doors and windows are latticed, antique, and it looks like it has been a few years, and after the two servants retreated, the beautiful woman couldn't hold back her resentment.

"Elder Chen, you said that this burden is suitable for Ji Ming to feed the corpse, but it has been two years, and the elixir has not been less, and he has become more and more sick, how is this good?" Looking at the young man who was lying on the stone bed, the beautiful woman complained in a low voice.

The hunchbacked old man sat on the edge of the stone bed, pressed three fingers on Ji Fan's wrist, intently checked the pulse, and only withdrew his palm after a while.

"The qi and blood are blocked, the meridians are weakened, and in the long run, it is indeed difficult to continue to persevere. The hunchbacked old man pondered his words, not caring about the beautiful woman.

"Today, the Xuanyin Sect has brought a messenger, can you ......" Before the beautiful woman could finish her thoughts, she was interrupted by the hunchbacked old man's eyes.

"Raising corpses is also a taboo in the Xuanyin Sect, if it weren't for Ji Ming's child's excellent talent, do you think that a Ji family's identity as a guest can keep the old man?" The hunchbacked old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was obviously displeased.

"It's the concubine who is in a hurry. ”

The beautiful woman didn't dare to offend the hunchbacked old man, so she hurriedly apologized.

This hunchbacked old man's name is Chen Gengnian, and he used to be an inner disciple of the Xuanyin Sect, but because he was old and difficult to cultivate, he had to move out of the mountain gate and find another place to cultivate.

Three years ago, Chen Gengnian came to the Ji family to become a guest, and without his recommendation, Ji Ming, the son of a beautiful woman, would not have been able to get the opportunity to be introduced by the Xuanyin Sect.

"Don't care about the gains and losses of a little herb, besides, in the past two years, you haven't really paid anything, this son brought a mouthful of innate vitality from the mother's womb, although it has been extracted, but the spiritual base is still there, if it can be nurtured the day after tomorrow, once the spiritual vein is opened, the spiritual root planted must be worth looking forward to, otherwise no one will steal his innate vitality. Glancing at the self-imposed beautiful woman, the hunchbacked old man's tone softened slightly.

"What's next? I can't take care of this little cub today. The beautiful woman said with a cold face.

"The pill can no longer be taken, after the herbs and pills are taken, you need to practice luck and guide the Dan power to flow throughout the body, otherwise once the Dan power is stagnated, it will hurt itself, this son has been weak since he was a child, and he relies on the medicine to hang in order to save his life and survive so far, the power of the pill has already accumulated seriously, even if he maintains his life, it is counterproductive. The hunchbacked old man stood up and shook his head.

"If Ji Ming is taken away by the messenger today, I don't know when I will be able to come back, and the concubine is worried that Ji Fan will not live to that time. "The beautiful woman's face is as heavy as water, and she cares about the gains and losses of interests.

"This son is connected with Ji Ming's bloodline, and he is the most suitable for refining the natal corpse, you can only wait, if he can successfully open the spiritual vein and enter the Xuanyin Sect, and after four years, he will have the opportunity to go down the mountain to practice, and the old man will naturally let him come back, just to not disturb his cultivation, this matter cannot be told to him." The hunchbacked old man's face was gloomy, but it made the beautiful woman surge with hope.

"Also, don't give this son any more Delusion Dan, his autonomous consciousness is already very weak, if even the instinctive consciousness is lost, it will not be good, you go to report to the head of the family, just say that Ji Fan's situation is very bad, the old man needs to take him to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, with the help of the earth fire spring to disperse his meridians and accumulate serious medicinal power. Before the hunchbacked old man went out, he made an arrangement that surprised the beautiful woman.

The North Festival Castle is backed by the Funeral Spirit Mountains, so there have always been legends about it, and there are many records in various ancient books.

Some people say that the Burial Spirit Mountain Range is a holy vein, but more people call it the land of the devil, worship and pray to it, fearing that disaster will come, which is also the origin of the Northern Sacrifice City.

Not long after the hunchbacked old man and the beautiful woman left, the young man who seemed to be unconscious on the stone bed began to tremble with his closed eyes, and his hands on both sides of his body clenched into fists tightly, as if he wanted to dig his fingertips into the palms of his hands.

Whether it is pain, hatred, or unwillingness, on today's happy day, Ji Fan himself can't say clearly.

All kinds of physical pain, mixed with complex emotions, made Ji Fan want to shout, but he knew that he couldn't, because in the other room of the courtyard courtyard, there was still a caretaker left by the beautiful woman.

The wounds on Ji Fan's fists, after pulling with force, the blood faintly oozing out of the bandage again, staining the cotton mattress on the stone bed red.

When I was a child, my father Ji Baofeng took Ji Fan everywhere to find medicine and seek the law, and I couldn't help but think of it.

After being ridiculed again and again, he returned in vain, these Ji Fan were already used to it, including going to Xuanyin Sect four years ago and meeting the hunchbacked old man Chen Gengnian at the outer gate, he remembered it all.

But today, Ji Ming, as the proud son of the Ji family, has the opportunity to step into the immortal gate, but it makes Ji Fan, who is in a desperate situation, feel very sad.

What kind of feeling is it to cry, for Ji Fan, a young man, it seems that he has not experienced it for some years, he is used to licking his wounds, and now he can only be a living dead.

In front of people, Ji Fan couldn't show any emotions, and secretly felt pain, gritted his teeth, and had to swallow it in his stomach.

Two years ago, because Ji Fan's physical condition was getting worse and worse, his father Ji Baofeng went out again to seek medicine and seek the law, but after leaving, there was no news.

It is rumored that Ji Baofeng entered the Burial Spirit Mountain Range in search of elixir, and some people say that he suffered a catastrophe and died in a foreign land.

Even though the Ji family has thousands of hectares of fertile land, hundreds of thousands of stones of rice and grain, and is rich and powerful, they have strong power in the North Sacrifice City, and Ji Baofeng's non-return has also lost his only support for Ji Fan.

"Your mother is in the Valley of the Burning Sky, don't go to her, and don't trust anyone. What his father Ji Baofeng said before leaving, it was as if he had a premonition, or he was resolutely prepared, and Ji Fan kept it in mind at this time.

Father Ji Baofeng has a strong nature, when he was young, he was a recognized genius of the Ji family, and at the age of eighteen, he was already a spiritual vein and entered the Qinggang Sect.

However, for some reason, when Ji Baofeng returned to the Ji clan with Ji Fan in infancy, he was already injured and sick, and the whole person was decadent.

But even so, when Ji Fan was sensible, Ji Baofeng was very strict with his teachings, teaching him to read and hyphenate, recognize ancient scrolls and classics, and even explain to him patiently the travelogue codex, as well as the three teachings and nine streams.

Because Ji Fan has been weak and sick since he was a child, he has also learned the knowledge of herbal medicine, and he has simply cultivated the method of vomiting.

The seriousness of the human body, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and the acupoints around the body, Ji Fan has a very clear understanding.

The two years since Ji Baofeng left were painful and long for Ji Fan, and he knew that his father was by no means an irresponsible person.

Although Ji Fan didn't want to admit it, he could still realize that his father had not returned until now, and he was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

Now Ji Fan thinks that it is a good thing that his father does not come back, facing the compassionate hunchbacked old man Chen Gengnian, and the second aunt who also has a ghost in his heart, he doesn't dare to imagine what his result will be, and he doesn't want to be a burden to his father anymore.

The things he has experienced since he was sensible, coupled with the fact that he has been literate since he was a child, makes Ji Fan far more mature than teenagers of the same age.

Pretending to be a living dead waiting for an opportunity to escape from the Ji family, and even the Northern Sacrifice City, Ji Fan has been preparing for this.

Before, when Ji Fan heard the hunchbacked old man mention that he was going to take him to the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, he couldn't help but be secretly nervous in his heart, because he realized that this matter might be his glimmer of life.

"The meridians in the body are stagnant, even if you can get away with it, you can't go too far, in the past five years, I have been facing the rising sun to practice the method of tuna, practicing Haoyang boxing during the day, I should already have the foundation for practicing masculine exercises, maybe I can try to practice the burning fire forging body technique. Feeling that the time was about the same, and after confirming that there was no movement outside the house, Ji Fan, who was lying on the stone bed, slowly opened his eyes.

Different from ordinary teenagers, although Ji Fan's eyes are cloudy, they exude resolute coldness, and his strong desire to do business not only does not waver in the slightest, but brings people a sense of hunger and thirst.

Ji Fan's hunger and thirst is not just because of the thirst for survival, but the emptiness formed by the spontaneous transformation of his body since he was a child.

The cognition that the body slowly devoured the external spirit was discovered only after Ji Fan had to force himself to pretend to be a living dead after he forced himself to be in a state of mind, and if it weren't for the strange feeling of hunger, thirst and emptiness, his meridian stasis would not be so serious.