The Barbarian Spirit Continent is located in the open sea area southeast of the Xuan Spirit Realm, and it is a medium-sized continent among the many open sea continents. And the northwest of the Barbarian Continent is the most barren and dangerous place in the entire continent.

As an alien force that came to the northwest of the Barbarian Spirit Continent more than ten years ago, Mingjiazhuang has now become one of the four major forces in the northwest, and its rise has to be staggering. However, everyone has no way to find out the origin of Mingjiazhuang, as if it came out of thin air more than ten years ago.

In the mountain behind Mingjiazhuang, in a verdant bamboo forest, a young man in a tight black robe is sitting on a cyan boulder. The eyes were closed, the palms of the hands were close to the dantian, and the bursts of violent aura centered on the young man, and they were agitated outward one by one, and the surrounding bamboo leaves were scattered.

The young man's face looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, and his appearance was not very handsome, with sword eyebrows and big eyes, and dark skin, so he looked like a public face. But unlike other peers, there is an indomitable perseverance on his immature face, and people can't help but be attracted by this not very handsome face.

The aura around the boy not only did not calm down after a few shocks, but became more and more violent. The young man's complexion gradually became ugly, beads of sweat the size of beans covered his forehead, and his brows had already wrinkled into the shape of 'Chuan'.

"Poof!"

As a crisp sound of air explosion spread, the aura stirring around the young man also collapsed.

"Ah...... why is this happening, why has it failed again, why... Why... Why ......"

The young man who woke up was beating the cyan boulder under him with his fists as if he were crazy, and his mouth kept babbling, and his tone was full of unwillingness and injustice.

The young man is the third young master of Yamashita Mingjiazhuang - Mingxuan!

Although he was born in the Ming family, one of the four major forces in the northwest, he was born without a spiritual vein, so he could not cultivate spiritual energy. Originally, there were very few people who had a spiritual vein to cultivate in this world, and it stands to reason that Xuan did not have a spiritual vein.

But as the third young master of the Ming family, in a high position, if you don't have a spiritual vein, then it will attract strange eyes from different people from all walks of life, and Ming Xuan has spent five years under this strange vision.

Since he started testing the spiritual veins at the age of ten, Ming Xuan has been faced with different eyes from various people every day. There is the sarcasm and bullying of other peers in the family, the deliberate avoidance of the maids, and the endless loneliness after being ignored by everyone!

However, Ming Xuan never succumbed to the arrangement of fate, and chose to continue to embark on the path of cultivating spiritual energy without a spiritual vein. This is a precedent that has never been successful in previous history, and it is destined to be a road of no return full of bumps and thorns, and those who are not with great perseverance dare not try!

The first condition for the cultivation of spiritual energy is to have spiritual veins, which are the bridge to absorb and communicate spiritual energy, and the number of spiritual veins also determines the strength and weakness of a person's ability to communicate spiritual energy, reflecting the high and low level of cultivation talent. The extreme number of spiritual veins is the Nine Spiritual Veins, which have a cultivation talent that can truly be called demonic!

The grade of the spiritual vein is important, but choosing a spiritual recipe that suits one's body is also a key factor in determining cultivation. According to the grade, the spirit formula can be divided into four grades: mortal, spiritual, heavenly and spiritual, and each product is divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The higher the level of the spiritual technique, the higher the degree of your own aura after advancement, and the faster the aura absorption rate. It can be said that the role of the spirit recipe and the spirit vein are complementary to each other.

In addition, closely related to the 'spiritual technique' is also the 'spiritual skill', which is the way to use and release the spiritual energy, that is, the actual combat skill. Spiritual skills can also be divided into four grades: mortal, spiritual, heavenly and godly, and each product is also divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. The higher the level of the spiritual skill, the more aura is required to cast it, but once it is successfully cast, then the power will naturally be greater.

The first stage of aura cultivation is to attract the spirit into the body, generally speaking, the more people with the number of spiritual veins, the shorter the time will be, and the historical record is that it only took three days for the nine spiritual veins to enter the body.

And although Ming Xuan has not yet condensed the spiritual eye and stepped into the realm of spiritual disciples after cultivating spiritual energy for five years, when he first came into contact with spiritual qi cultivation, he was already able to attract spiritual energy into his body, which can be said to have never happened in ancient spiritual cultivation. For this reason, the entire family was boiling, and the elders in the family were also very fond of Ming Xuan for a while, thinking that there was a problem with the spiritual vein detection at the beginning, and they even praised Ming Xuan as a cultivation genius.

However, with the opening of the spiritual eye later, more than ninety-nine percent of the spiritual energy absorbed into the body by Ming Xuan would collapse every time, and the spiritual energy that was really absorbed into the dantian was only less than one hundred. This also shows that Ming Xuan is unable to open up the spiritual eye and step into the realm of spiritual disciples. Moreover, even if he was lucky enough to open up the spiritual eye, then Ming Xuan's cultivation speed would be extremely slow, and there would not be much possibility of growth in the future.

From this point of view, Ming Xuan has experienced a huge change from waste to genius and from genius to waste in a short period of time, which is not cruel to Ming Xuan, who was only ten years old at the time!

After tossing and turning like crazy for a while, Ming Xuan finally gradually quieted down, and a pair of dark eyes looked in the direction of Mingjiazhuang through the dense bamboo forest-that was Ming Xuan's second home in this life, and it was also the home that Ming Xuan swore to protect desperately in his heart! No matter how others looked down on him and insulted him, he didn't care, because he just wanted to protect this home, this was his promise to his father!

In a daze, Ming Xuan's thoughts couldn't help but be pulled back to more than ten years ago.

At that time, Ming Xuan was only 3 years old, and his father Ming Zhanhao was the patriarch of the Ming family, and his strength was one of the peak powerhouses on the Baiming Continent in the inland sea, and the Ming family had also become one of the several peak forces in the Baiming Continent under the leadership of Ming Zhanhao. In addition, Ming Zhanhao was extremely talented, no more than half a hundred years old, and he was the most promising powerhouse among the several peak powerhouses at that time, which can show that his family was in the Baiming Continent for a while!

As the youngest son of Ming Zhanhao, Ming Xuan has been cared for by the entire family since he was a child, and he is deeply favored by Ming Zhanhao.

For those joys, Mingxuan still remembers them vividly.

"Daddy, I'm going to ride a big tiger, a big one!" Ming Xuan lay in Ming Zhanhao's arms, and said with a look of expectation.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay! Since Xuan'er wants to ride a big tiger, Daddy will go and catch a big tiger for you. ”

Ming Zhanhao said that, and disappeared in place, leaving Ming Xuan, who looked ignorant, standing there alone.

"Roar!"

In less than a moment, a huge tiger roar came from behind Ming Xuan, which frightened Ming Xuan for a while, and immediately pulled back his thoughts from the blank space in his mind.

Turning to look back, a half-foot-tall white tiger was baring its teeth and roaring at him.

"Haha! Big Tiger, it's really a Big Tiger!" Ming Xuan's face was full of joy, and he stretched out his hand to pet the white tiger as he ran towards it.

"Roar!

The white tiger, who was already vigilant, looked at the little little one in front of him and kept waving his hand towards him, and couldn't help but let out two tiger roars, and his hair exploded, ready to fight. Immediately after that, he kicked his hind legs, and directly opened his mouth and pounced on Ming Xuan.

And Ming Xuan saw that the white tiger suddenly launched an attack on him, and the original look of joy on his face had long since dissipated, and was replaced by a staggered retreat and fell to the ground. Then he closed his eyes and cried "wow".

"Daddy, the big tiger wants to eat me, the big tiger wants to eat me, I don't want to ride the big tiger!" Ming Xuan's eyes were closed, and he kept shaking his little head.

Just as the white tiger was about to pounce on Ming Xuan, a black shadow flickered lightly and blocked in front of Ming Xuan. Then the black shadow raised one hand and gently pointed at the menacing white tiger, only to see the white tiger fly upside down in the air in a wail, and fell the open space not far away. The limbs struggled hard for a long time before he could barely stand up, and a pair of bloodied tiger eyes stared at the black shadow in front of Ming Xuan in fear.

The black shadow is none other than Ming Zhanhao, the head of the Ming family who used great mana to pass the white tiger from the distant Demon Beast Mountain Range.

After Ming Zhanhao knocked the white tiger away with one blow, he didn't look at it again, but turned around and hugged Ming Xuan, who was crying, and gently wiped the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes for him before slowly speaking: "Xuan'er, don't cry, the big tiger has been beaten down by Daddy, and it won't hurt you." ”

Hearing his father's voice, Ming Xuan slowly opened his eyes. After seeing that the person in front of him was really Ming Zhanhao, he couldn't help crying even more sadly and aggrieved.

"Xuan'er!"

Looking at Ming Xuan, who suddenly had a child's temper, Ming Zhanhao did not try to coax him as before, but called Ming Xuan in a very stern tone.

As if he felt the different colors in his father's words, Ming Xuan immediately stopped crying, and stared at Ming Zhanhao with tears in his eyes and puzzled.

"Xuan'er, remember that you are my Ming Zhanhao's son, you can shed blood but not tears. You are also shouldering the heavy responsibility of developing and strengthening my Ming family, so you must have the heart of a strong man, even if you know that you will die in battle, but you must also move forward bravely for the things you should protect!"

"Xuan'er, whether my Ming family can enter the Central Plains Continent and become one of the pinnacle forces in this world depends on you!"

"Why do you want to look at me? Aren't there still eldest brothers and second brothers? I've heard that their cultivation is very powerful, and many clansmen worship them very much!"

"Although Feng'er and Yi'er's cultivation talents are not weak, they are still far from real cultivation geniuses, and their achievements in this life can only reach the heights that they can achieve as fathers at most. Such a high degree of protection of my Ming family's current foundation will not cause my Ming family to decline, but I want to bring my Ming family to a higher platform........"

Speaking of this, Ming Zhanhao couldn't help but pause, and after glancing at Ming Xuan with a deep face, he continued to speak leisurely: "If you want the development of my Ming family to go further, Xuan'er, you are the key!"

"...... me?" Ming Xuan raised his hand and pointed at himself, with a thick incomprehension in his tone, "Daddy, why am I the key?"

"Hehe, because Xuan'er was given to my Ming family by God, and she is the real unicorn of my Ming family!" Ming Zhanhao laughed and couldn't help but say proudly.

It seemed that he was infected by Ming Zhanhao's arrogance, and Ming Xuan immediately burst into tears, and then his eyes rolled and he thought seriously for a moment before staring at Ming Zhanhao with a firm face and said: "Daddy, don't worry! Xuan'er will never cry again in the future! No matter what difficulties Xuan'er encounters in the future, Xuan'er will never back down." And Xuan'er promised his father that he would definitely work hard to cultivate well in the future, protect the family well, and definitely make my Ming family the most powerful force in the world!"

"Haha......" Looking at Ming Xuan with a determined and serious face, Ming Zhanhao couldn't help but laugh twice, "Okay! This is the momentum that my Ming Zhanhao's son should have!"

After that, Ming Zhanhao glanced at the little white tiger trembling in the distance, and then stared at Ming Xuan and continued to ask, "Xuan'er, are you still afraid of the little white tiger in the distance?"

When Ming Xuan heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and after staring at the white tiger in the distance for a while, he swallowed his saliva, plucked up the courage to shake his head and said, "Don't be afraid!"

"Okay, Xuan'er go over now, ride on that little white tiger, it will be your mount in the future!"

In the end, under the pressure of Ming Zhanhao, the little white tiger who was born less than a month ago had to choose to give in, and was forced by Ming Zhanhao to plant a 'slave contract' and truly became Ming Xuan's mount.

And after Ming Xuan knew that the little white tiger would not hurt himself, he finally got his wish and rode the 'big tiger'.