At noon, the bright sky, with a purple glow, fell on the field like a meteor and disappeared.

……

In a bustling ancient town, the melodious sound of bells echoes between buildings throughout the county, showing a glimmer of power and prestige in the chaos.

So on the street, countless road eyes can't help but look at the tall spire in the center of the ancient town, which is actually a huge county town.

"The bell rings, and pride awakens." Someone stared at the white clouds over the county and muttered to himself.

And the others were whimpering, sulking, and talking to each other.

"I've heard that the bell hasn't moved for a hundred years."

"Who said that? This is nonsense. It rang seven years ago. ”

"You mean great geniuses?" He's such a piece of shit, good for nothing. ”

"Cut, anyway, this is the second time the bell has ringed."

"Who is it this time?"

Don't guess, Jing Jia Jingyuan, the twelve-year-old awakening beast vision, the unparalleled, the young king, the bell of this immortal road must have been ringed by him.

……

On this street, there are many people talking about it, and the topic of their discussion is about the deeds of Kyung Yin Won in the Xijing government.

This ancient prefecture is called Nantong County, and it is divided into three main forces, namely Xijing Prefecture, Kyuhara Prefecture, and Bingxueting.

At the age of 12, he successfully awakened the ancestral bloodline of Yan Riyuan and shocked Nantong County. You should know that anyone who can awaken their dreams before the age of 15 will achieve infinite achievements in the future, and they can even be compared to the geniuses of the entire Shen Yuan Continent.

But although Jing Xianyuan is young and arrogant, he has never been able to erase a name - Mo Ninghong.

Mo Ninghong, a mythical figure, was the same age as Jing Yin Yuan, but when he was five years old, he was awakened by this vision and became a genius who shocked the entire primitive world.

At the beginning, the Mangjiu forces were all vying to grab the little villain in the book, and his reputation can be said to be famous even in the entire Shenyuan land.

But then, for some reason, the genius of that time was completely destroyed.

At this moment, near the county seat of Nantong, the green mountains are full of green shades, covering a peak, a peak reflecting each other, layer upon layer.

At the foot of the mountain, a black boy was very handsome, about 15 years old, with a kind of persistence, seriousness, and eyes on his handsome face, as if there was a belief that lasted as long as the sky.

Clenching his fists, he would lean straight against a rock in front of him, and suddenly, the bones made a "click" sound, and his face, also under the friction of the rock, immediately turned blue and purple, with a trace of blood.

If you put it on someone else's body, you would cry out in pain, but the young man, without a trace of pain on his face, was still cold and calm.

He ran over with his flesh again, and then in the past, his clothes rubbed against the rocks, causing his body to bleed, and appeared under the unbearable pain of ordinary people, all the time concentrating, without pain, as if he was being used by pain.

He did not do this to harm himself, but to open the meridians of his body. He did this trial and error for seven years, that is, he suffered for seven years.

He gritted his teeth and endured it all, but now he didn't, he took it for granted.

Where a strong person comes and looks at the young eyes, it is a surprise: what kind of will training has been given to the eyes as tough as steel!

Unfortunately, they will lament: the days of genius.

At this moment, the young body was already scarred, and God looked at the old body with a sense of loss, but a brightness in his eyes, replaced by a kind of indifference.

With a blank face, he picked up the bag of water on the ground, drank a few sips, and then splashed the rest of the water on his head, his wet hair fell down, and then he looked down at the ground, still no waves.

Not far away, a green-shirted figure looked at the young man, a ray of sadness was implied in his eyes, sighed softly, shook his head vigorously, and sighed: "Alas, poor advocate, apparently know in vain, but before, not a day!" The middle-aged blue shirt has an angular face, showing ability, obviously an experienced person, he is the head of the Jiuyuan Mansion, the ink is far away and bright, this handsome young man was born with Mo Ninghong.

When he looked at Mo Ninghong's figure from a distance and sighed secretly, a dark shadow walked up behind him and said, "Chief, there are two things, Jingyin Yuan in Xijing Mansion rang the heavenly bell sent by Haotian Sect to be his apprentice.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt looked indifferent, didn't look back, and said softly and casually: "This seems to be only one thing."

"Well, the second thing." The dark shadow hesitated for a moment, an unnatural expression that left him speechless.

"Say... Mo Yuanming spit out a sentence, indifferent.

Ice Heaven Pavilion Ice Heaven Pavilion, leading the powerhouses of the two major qi cultivation environments, came to my Jiuyuan Mansion and said that there was something important, and he was in the conference hall now. The black figure finally opened the way with a kind of helplessness, and the tone was low and faint, as if to show something.

Mo Yuanming's indifferent face fluctuated slightly. After a moment of silence, he said slowly, "I know. Do your best to convince him not to be depressed.

The black shadow smiled bitterly: "Boss, you are embarrassing me again, how can I convince the adults to ......" He was a little embarrassed.

“… I know, you've got to go back first. Mo Yuanming quietly opened his mouth, the black shadow nodded, and disappeared into the deep mountains.

Mo Yuanming glanced at Mo Ninghong again, and Mo Ninghong began to "self-harm" again, he had no choice but to sigh softly again, and finally said to Mo Ninghong: "Little adult, today can be over!"

Mo Ninghong took a breath, took a deep breath, glanced back at Mo Yuanming, and without a word, he picked up the water bag on the ground, took all the scars, and left the place.

The boundaries of the continent can be divided into: the Sutra of Cultivation, the Sutra of Qi, the Sutra of Fa Xiang, the Sutra of Distraction, etc. It can be described as a layer of heaven. A strong man can open mountains, open rivers, and govern a piece of land.

There are four domains in the Shenyuan Continent: the Mang Domain, the Strong Domain, the Yellow Domain, and the Kun Domain. Each domain has many forces of different magnitudes. The most dazzling of these are the 36 factions in four areas.

Of course, in this big world called Yunyuan, this vast primeval continent is only the tip of the iceberg.