Many years ago, Chen Tu's hands were rust-colored that could not be washed.

Among the few junior brothers, he is not the fastest in body, nor the most powerful, and even his talent is at the bottom, but he is the most murderous.

His favorite thing to do was to drive the swift and powerful prey into his cobwebs, cut bloody by the thin and almost invisible, tough silver wires.

The more the prey struggles, the more painful it becomes.

Blood was all over the ground, smearing one of his hands with blood.

In the happiest time, he fought alone against a rebel army of 500 people all the way, killing the entire land three times more fertile, and the blood on his body turned into thick blood scabs, and the silver threads on his hands were almost stained together and could not move.

But who would have thought that these hands that have killed countless people will one day welcome the arrival of a new life.

It was his child, his child with the person he loved the most.

The cloudy amniotic fluid washed away the rust on his hands, revealing white jade-like skin.

He looked at the ugly little thing in his arms, and his heart was filled with a satisfaction that was very different from when he had killed someone.

It was his child, his bloodline, the continuation of his life.

From that day on, Chen Tu disappeared, and only his gentle father Chen Tu remained.

However, love can make him put down the butcher knife, but it is impossible to impress his teacher, the man who reigns over the world and is at the top of the vein.

Emperor Xing, Zhang Liaoyuan.

Zhang Liaoyuan staged a coup d'état, wanting to change the dynasty with his own strength, return the declining veiners to the pinnacle of power and power, drive all mortals to the bottom, and build a kingdom of gods on earth, a kingdom of supreme force of the veiners.

What a domineering, how evil, what a stupid and barbaric act against the sky, the entire Tianjing Kingdom will become a hell on earth because of him.

In order to implement the concept in his heart, he did not even let go of the mortal wives and children of his eldest disciple.

On that day, Chen Tu betrayed his teacher and took his wife and children away from all disputes, but he was still caught up by his past enemies.

After he finally killed a strong enemy, he found that his wife and children had been killed by the seemingly simple people.

Those who pretended to be lowly and had no power to resist the veins, but they killed the people he loved the most!

At that moment, his world collapsed.

He was crazy, he killed people when he saw them, and he killed them so much that there was no trace of people and animals, and even his teacher was alarmed in the end.

Zhang Liaoyuan said: "Dragons don't live with snakes, and immortals don't gather with people." ”

Chen Tu rolled his cloudy eyes and pounced frantically.

Then, he was trampled to the ground.

"When you think about it, when will you come back to me."

He buried his face in the mud and cried like a child.

The teacher turned her back openly, while Chen Tu returned to her hometown, incognito, opened a welfare home, and watched the children grow up, as if seeing her smile.

Because she loves children the most, she said that she wants to open an orphanage to take care of all the children who are lucky enough to be born into the world but have the misfortune to grow up.

But the more he took care of it, the more he licked the calf, the more uneasy he felt.

Those children who grew up looked at Chen Tu strangely, watching this immortal elder not change in the slightest for thirty years.

The veiners have a long lifespan, so long that ordinary people are afraid, and until the moment before death, they will have to turn white and look old.

The children looked at him with strange eyes, and greeted him awkwardly, just like the villagers who had disguised themselves as harmless to humans and animals.

Chen Tu wanted to ask again what the teacher thought.

Are teachers, veiners, and mortals destined to be so different? Are they destined to hate each other?

Teacher, do you really have no attachment to this mortal world?

I still...... Can't die!

Chen Tu opened his eyes suddenly, panting loudly like a drowning person, only to find a huge mass of flesh enveloping himself, dozens of thick blood vessels connected to various parts of his body, transporting something.

The Qi vein is gone, the silver thread is also lost, and only the martial will that he has honed for many years is still there.

"You're awake." A teenager stood barefoot: "Then let's get started." ”

What to start?

Chen Tu was still puzzled, and suddenly there was a trance in front of him, as if a layer of yin had been torn off, and the whole world was dozens of times clearer, the surging airflow, the texture of flesh and blood, the pulsation of blood, these useful and useless, simple and complicated information poured into his brain.

Not only his senses of hearing, sight, and touch, but Chen Tu could even feel the tremor of every blood vessel, every muscle contraction, and the splinter body in his body was constantly growing, transforming this body, giving him inhuman power while eroding his steely martial will.

However, the pulse person already has a keen senses, and this level of experience is difficult but not unacceptable.

Adonsa praised, "Sure enough, the martial artist's superhuman senses can better control the split body and evolve at a deeper level. ”

Chen Tu went deeper into the essence of the split than Arthur and others, rather than passively accepting Adonsa's transformation.

Chen Tu gritted his teeth and fought against the cold erosion from the split, his face a little hideous from pain.

His brain had been eaten away by Adonsa, and now all that remained was a puppet with an empty personality, but he still had the pride of being a veiner.

"Adonsa, you don't want to control me!"

The reincarnated Chen Tu had a lot of complicated information in his mind, knowing his death and rebirth, and also knowing that everything was behind this monster. Even if he has a strong martial will, he feels powerless to resist this monster.

Adonsa smiled: "Control you? This is not accurate. Because you're me! ”

The suppressive power suddenly increased, and the spiritual power gathered by the brains of tens of thousands of people wrapped his thick and sharp martial arts will layer by layer like sludge, piercing his nerves pervasively, looking for a breakthrough.

The cold, sticky feeling was like a greedy leech wriggling for a place in its lower mouth.

Chen Tu pressed his head, habitually visualizing the virtual image of the meridians in his body, trying to find the power he was once familiar with.

But after dying once, not only was his soul replaced by a monster, but even his body was unrecognizable, and the power of Qi naturally had no way to lodge.

"Huh?" Adonsa suddenly noticed a strange change in Chen Tu's body.

Under tremendous pressure, Chen Tu unintentionally longed for the help of the Split, and the Splitter also underwent a very different change under the mental stimulation of the Pulse Person.

Subtle changes occur in blood vessels, muscles, tendons, and bones, and together they form a net-like structure that attracts the occult forces of the outside world like a magnet.

The inner one, the heart also; The view, the elephant also.

The inner image is the image of flesh and blood, muscles and bones, and viscera. The heart dwells in the body, and the image of the unity of existence and contemplation is also, so it is called the inner scene.

If the pulse person can cultivate to the great realm of the inner scene, he can visualize the splendid mountains and rivers, so that the inner heaven and the earth can resonate with the outer heaven and earth, and truly break through the limits of the human body.

But this power was very different from the Qi veins he knew, more violent, more extensive, like the difference between alternating current and lightning.

Chen Tu looked at his hands in disbelief: "Qi Pulse, back again?" ”

Adonsa frowned, "There is a magnetic field composed of Detabo flowing in the mesh structure of your body, but I can't perceive any traces in the outside world. What exactly is the so-called Qi? Wait, what is this? ”