She doesn't need to go through the Undercurrent Secret Method to obtain her body, and she can also directly absorb the power of the Released Sprout. All the Soul Painters began to fear her, and the Soul Painters had no lifespan. They can live for countless years, just like the Immortals. The surface of their refined bodies was imprinted with countless rune words, and it was also extremely fragile.

There is only one reason why everyone is afraid of her, in the secret method of condensing the body, in addition to the black stone undercurrent, the energy emitted by the energy crystal called the Blossom Bud is the second most important energy source. And there's only one piece of the New World of Released Buds.

So, if something goes wrong with the buds of release. The whole race will perish!

Later, desperate for power, she set out for the hidden place where the sprouts were released, killing everyone she saw. When she arrived at the Soul Painting Heavenly Palace, the patriarch who had been cornered used all his strength to shatter the buds of release.

Sorina killed him in a fit of rage, and then greedily absorbed the power of the release bud, grabbing a piece with all her might, then breaking her own body and letting it in.

The remaining fragments of the Sprout were put back in their place by her, and the hedron was still there. And she has been out of it ever since.

100 years, 1,000 years. She had never met an opponent and had never murdered anyone. And the killers of the Soul Painting Clan appear from time to time. She felt guilty, but she also craved power.

...

Lei, on the other hand, is a talented genius of the Soul Painting Clan, but he is also too strong because of his strength. and the strange ability that should not have appeared and was sent away by his biological father. Since then, he has wandered all over the New Territories.

The last Qingyin has to talk about it well, because this guy is simply amazing.

Qingyin was five years old that year, and his birthplace was in the Mechanical Forbidden Land. He showed his musical talent that no one else could match.

The dilapidated room is home to a variety of unknown musical instruments, and this is his playground. His family put a lot of effort into him, and by chance, a wandering Eureksi musician was discovered by his father and invited to the house.

"Qingyin, come on. I have found a good Master for you. His father said earnestly, and then shoved an old man in ragged clothes in front of him.

"I didn't say I wanted to be this child's master, he's too young. And I don't see any musical talent. ”

"Son, play a song for him." The father took the old man in rags to Qingyin's music room.

The old man looked at the dust all over the room, and he was quite disgusted.

"This is your music room? The dust is so heavy that it doesn't even have a sense of sacredness. The old man said.

"A sense of sacredness? What is that? "Qing

Pitch asked.

It is respect from the heart, as the most important thing outside of life. Your place of art. The old man said to the young Qing in a standard official sermon.

"The most important thing outside of life? Are you sure? Qingyin asked again.

"Don't ask anything a second time, because it will bore me." The old man said again.

"By the way, your father just said to let me be your teacher. Would you like to? The old man asked.

Qingyin didn't say a word, just turned his head to look at his father next to him.

"Answer quickly, say you want to. There is no teacher to be found in this mechanical forbidden land. Qingyin's father said again.

"You can't choose, not because you want to. It's because they haven't seen my strength. So, I'll play a song for you. The old man said, walking over to an instrument that resembled a guitar, and then picked it up and played it slowly.

"Lalala, the match seller. ... Love you not to be angry..."The beautiful singing voice lingered in Qingyin's ears, and then looked at the old man with respect. (I can't think of lyrics)

"What a mysterious rhythm this is, can you be my teacher?" Qingyin has been completely conquered.

"I can't." The old man put down the piano, and then looked at him with a smile: "You have approved of me, but I have not approved of you yet." ”

...

For the next period of time, Qingyin practiced music all day long, and almost never went out. A month later...

"Teacher, I can already sing a voice that makes people laugh like you. Teacher, take me as an apprentice. Qingyin rushed to the room that her father had set up for the musician.

The musician sat in the room, sipping tea and then turned to look at Qingyin.

"Are you here, have you learned?"

"Hmm."

"Let's play a song." The old man put down the teacup and looked at Qingyin with a smile.

Qingyin played a song, and the old man kept laughing while holding his stomach.

"Teacher, I didn't sing."

"Yes, yes, I know. Ha ha. Then the old man's laughter suddenly stopped, and then looked at him with a slightly sad face: "Very good, you have learned." Disciple of the greatest musician, you have received my true biography. ”

"I haven't done anything, haven't you even agreed to take me as an apprentice?" Qingyin looked confused.

"Yes, you don't have to have permission to learn something. Don't take others too seriously, be selfish and you will be stronger.

You don't need to do things anymore. Accompany me to the end of the meeting

Child's heart. It's a little tired. The old man stretched and walked outside.

"Old man, can I call you Master now?"

"You've learned from me, whether I agree with it or not. Then I am your master. The old man had already walked out of the door, and the voice was coming from outside.

They walked along the barren roads of the Forbidden Ground of Machinery, and watched as the sun sank.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the old man slapped Qingyin on the back, and an unusually strong stream of thoughts kept pouring into his body.

"Old sir? You..."

"I left a letter in your room with a note in it, this can be regarded as a gift from your teacher, you can take a look at it when the time comes. Maybe there's something to surprise. Scold. Saying that, the flow of thoughts around the old man's body strengthened again, and he frantically drilled into Qingyin's body.

"Master."

"Hey, kid. The world is dangerous, and it's not as simple as you seem. After all... There are so many people who are not as simple as you. As he spoke, the old man slowly withdrew his hand and fell on his back.

"Plop!" With a bang, a splash of dust.

"Master!" With a roar, five-year-old Qingyin knelt on the ground with a dazed expression.

When she got home, Qingyin really saw the letter.

And his father suddenly rushed into his room: "Son, I have decided. Take you to Uricsi. Get the best education possible. ”

"Dad."

"Son, I took out all the money I have saved over the years, and I sold my residence, you must work hard." Father said.

"I... Is it okay not to go? Father. Qingyin said.

"Why?"

"Because, I don't seem to be very good at music. I am too far behind Master. ”

"No, it has nothing to do with good or bad. Have you forgotten? It is the number one thing outside of your life. ”

"The first important thing? That's right, since it's the most important thing, I actually hesitated at that moment, what was I thinking? ”

In the following days, Qingyin made preparations. I wrote a letter of encouragement and sent the money. With the letter left by the old man, he set off towards the border of Uleksi.

A decent family, but his family is too poor for the Yurixie Empire. Moreover, most of the people of the Mechanical Forbidden Land are the people of small countries that are hostile to Yuriksi.

Even if he was put on the hat of a poor and weak country, he could never take it off.

The rest of his days are destined to be difficult...