Ling Yun slowly stepped forward and took the bronze scroll, and suddenly a force that seemed to come from the ancient desolation began to pour into his body.

The Heavenly Dao is too high, the original Hongmeng, the spirit is three, the source of yin and yang is four...

An ancient existence that seemed to come from the ancient times, reciting a piece of Heavenly Dao scripture for Ling Yun with the original voice of heaven and earth, every sentence, every word seemed to encompass the rules of heaven and earth, and all things changed.

At the same time, one by one the ancient seal bodies entered Dao Lingyun's mind, and the few hundred words seemed to be all-encompassing, although it was a magic skill, it was somewhat similar to some of the mysteries of heaven and earth in the "Daoming Volume" that Ling Yun had seen before.

Ling Yun pondered carefully.

At this moment, these hundreds of words were imprinted on his soul like a red soldering iron.

"Ahh

Pain.

Soul pain.

There is no solution to the pain.

Ling Yun had never experienced this kind of pain, it was a pain that ten thousand arrows pierced through his heart, and Ling Yun's face even began to distort under this pain.

In the past seven years, Ling Yun's will has been so strong, but he still can't resist.

Ling Yun rolled with his head in his hands, but there were four talent formations, and no one could know the pain he was suffering at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, a cold sweat had already wet all of Ling Yun's clothes and bedding on the bed, and his face was pale and he opened his eyes.

"Why does the Book of the Emperor's Classics only have the beginning, but no afterword?" Ling Yun's voice was a little weak, as if the secret technique of empowerment had destroyed the endless vitality in his body in an instant.

The Heavenly Dao demonic qi in his body began to gush out, constantly walking between the seven veins, connecting the countless acupoint meridians on Ling Yun's body.

At this moment, the thirteen black cats were lying next to them, raising their heads in an old and hoarse voice, and said: "Thousands of years ago, the demon clan was in turmoil, and this book was divided into many parts, and what I got was only the beginning, but it was enough for you." ”

As long as you start cultivating, it is impossible to stop, it will continue to absorb the essence and blood vitality in Ling Yun's body, and it will also change the cultivator's mind, when one day Ling Yun can't resist, he will become a mad demon if he becomes a wasted person.

"Trying to find the back of the Grimoire may solve this problem. Thirteen Black Cats said.

Ling Yun nodded.

"The human race has a strange book, "Three Thousand Volumes of Daozang", which may solve your difficulty in cultivating the Demon Codex. Thirteen Black Cats reminded.

"I'll find it!"

After the black cat instructed Ling Yun on how to run the Demon Dao Method, he jumped on his shoulder and disappeared.

Under the guidance of the black cat, Ling Yun finally comprehended the first cultivation technique, the Heaven Swallowing Decision, which is also the content of the Heaven Swallowing Scroll recorded in the "Huangji Jing Shishu".

This heaven is not the way of heaven, but the spirit of heaven, the spirit of the earth, and the spirit of all things.

Running the Heaven Devouring Gong, the vitality in Ling Yun's body was like a flood, running wildly in the seven veins of the Qi Sutra, and at the same time, he began to try to impact the eighth vein.

Early the next morning.

The northern demons were about to move, and Ling Feng had no choice but to take a few of his men to leave.

The Ling family was temporarily handed over to Ling Yun's uncle, as well as Ling Feng's wife, Mrs. Huayang, for the time being.

Ling Yun felt a chill in his heart, for himself, the wind and rain were coming...

Ling Feiyu, Uncle Lingyun's parent, this person will be retribution, when Ling Feng is in the family, he may be somewhat restrained, but at this moment...

How Mrs. Huayang will deal with herself, Ling Yun can't guess for the time being.

The time of reading is full of joy.

"The Thirty-six Swords of the Wen and Tang Dynasty", a book that hides the thirty-six sword stunts of the Wen and Tang families of the previous dynasty according to legend, but for thousands of years, no one has been able to appreciate the essence of this book, and as for the thirty-six sword stunts, they have long been extinct.

Ling Yun is a person who likes to read, seven years, desert islands, deep mountains and old forests, so that he can not study in the sea of books, it is already extremely painful, now that there is a chance Ling Yun will not let go of any time to study.

Three days flew by.

Today, the Ling family's young genius battle will officially begin.

Every year, the Ling family would hold a genius battle to select geniuses, and the top three would receive rich rewards, including martial arts, elixirs, rune books, and so on.

What this year's reward is, Ling Yun doesn't know yet.

Get dressed and go out.

The early morning sun sprinkled on Ling Yun's face, causing a glimmer of vitality to appear on his originally bloodless face.

The people in the family had already begun to go to the Ling family's martial arts field.

This is a huge building in the left garden of the Ling family, there are viewing platforms in all directions, there are competition platforms, there are justice platforms, referee platforms and so on.

The morning light is shining.

Hundreds of people have gathered in the left park.

"Lingyun is here!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked at the entrance of the gate of the left garden.

A young man in a brocade robe walked slowly into the left garden, his body was emaciated, his face was dull, a little sickly white, he looked extremely weak, like a sick boy.

And it has also faded from the image of the beggar of the previous days.

"Look for death!" Ling Feiyu said coldly.

After a day of elixir repair, he had basically recovered from his injuries, seeing that Ling Yun's eyes were full of viciousness and jealousy, he knew very well that he might not be Ling Yun's opponent, but the real masters of the younger generation of the Ling family today were all here.

He didn't believe that Ling Yun could be as arrogant as he was a few days ago.

"Is this Ling Yun?" The viewing platform was not only from the Ling family, but also from the city's stewards and some generals and officers in the army.

"Three days ago, I defeated seven teenagers in front of the Ling family by myself, and also killed one of them, this kid is not only strong, but also angry, it's not easy!"

"I've also heard that this little guy is really strong, maybe he can become a dark horse this time!"

Sitting in the middle of the bench was a man in a black cloak with a mask on his face.

Ink robe!

The housekeeper of the Ling Mansion was also the most mysterious person around Ling Feng, and over the years, I am afraid that no one had ever seen his true face except Ling Feng.

Ling Yun was looking at the ink robe, and the ink robe was also looking at Ling Yun, looking at each other, but in the end, Ling Yun avoided his gaze.

It was a strange gaze, and if it was too long, Ling Yun might have fallen into it.

A few more mermaids rushed in.

Among them are Ling Feng's wife, Mrs. Huayang, and Ling Yun's uncle Ling Jiannan.

Ling Jiannan walked directly onto the competition platform and said, "Today, the Ling family's genius battle has begun, and the third generation of disciples of the Ling family, one hundred and eight people, all come over!"

Ling Yun slowly walked to the front of the martial arts platform.

"Ling Yun, I didn't expect you to really dare to come to participate in the genius battle?" a woman said coldly.

"Why don't you dare?" Ling Yun looked at the woman in front of him with a ridiculous gaze, this woman was Ling Yun's own sister, or her half-sister to be exact.

"Hmph, what you shouldn't have, it's better not to fight for it, otherwise the consequences will be serious. With a sneer, the woman turned to leave.

Ling Yun didn't speak.