Chapter 1 Three-legged tripod

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Tianyin Continent, Mopan Mountain

The night was like ink, the gloomy clouds let out rolling thunder, and a few bolts of lightning tore through the night sky, reflecting the earth in a miserable blue. 【Reading.com】

The torrential rain fell from the sky, and in the fleeting lightning, the torrential rain was like an arrow, nailing the boy in the ravine to the mire, like a human specimen.

The rain hit his face painfully, and after washing away the sludge and blood, he revealed the slightly childish face of the boy.

The boy felt the pain, suddenly opened his eyes, coughed up a few mouthfuls of muddy water, and lay down in the muddy soup, gasping for breath.

"Where am I?" he cried out in horror as his eyes were red and swollen from the falling rain arrows, his vision blurred.

There was a sudden burning pain in the young man's palm, and he deflected his gaze to see a black three-legged tripod in his charred palm.

The three-legged tripod was covered with mud and still exuded a faint heat, but when the boy saw the tripod, he clearly felt a trace of fear!

In his mind, the door of memory suddenly opened, and the memories of the two lives were like messy pictures, constantly flashing in his mind, and finally merged into one.

The young man's eyes tightened, and his delicate face showed excitement, and he muttered, "So, I'm reborn?!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the boy's body was already floating, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he struggled to get up, put the three-legged tripod in his waist bag, climbed out of the ravine, and walked along the muddy road towards the manor below.

His current name is Xiao Qiang, he is fifteen years old this year, and he is an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, one of the ten major sects.

Half a month ago, Xiao Qiang inadvertently broke the cheating affair between his senior brother and sister in the woods, but he was beaten by the dog man and woman and returned home to recuperate.

Just yesterday, when he hid in the back mountain and used the three-legged tripod to quench his veins, he didn't want an accident to happen, and he was devoured by the fire spirit power of the three-legged tripod, ending his life of hardship.

Even if he was reincarnated as a human being, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but feel miserable when he read the tragic memories in his mind.

As if hearing the crying sound from the depths of his soul, Xiao Qiang's eyes burst out with two rays of light, and he said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't let you be wronged again, I will avenge your revenge!"

At the foot of Mopan Mountain is the ancestral home of the Xiao family, and after Xiao Qiang entered the manor from the small door, he returned to the small courtyard where he lived with ease.

Taking off the wet clothes on his body, Xiao Qiang carefully checked his body and found that the injury was not serious, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He was of medium height, thin and clean-looking, with a childish look on his face, like a big boy next door, and a few scars on his forehead and the bridge of his nose.

The fly in the ointment is that his eyes are a little dull, so he looks very bored, presumably the nickname of "silly boy", that's how it came about.

"Why is it that the meridians are congenitally fragile?" Xiao Qiang was very depressed after checking his body.

For a cultivator, the meridians are the path of energy flow in the body, and if there is a problem with this path, even if he cultivates again, he will still be a wasted person!

It was because of congenital defects that Xiao Qiang had been cultivating in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion for eight years, and he had paid more sweat than anyone else, but his strength had only reached the third level of the Gangwu Realm, which was basically at the bottom.

In the Tianyin Continent, strength is respected, and for a cultivator, without strength, even the most basic dignity cannot be guaranteed.

Xiao Qiang suffered a lot of ridicule in the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and became a stupid boy in the eyes of others, angry and wasted, and his personality became more and more cowardly.

In order to improve his meridians, Xiao Qiang has tried countless ways to expand his meridians in private, and he has also taken many medicines, but they have no effect, so he has suffered all kinds of hardships.

But one approach seems to have worked!

As if seeing a glimmer of light in the darkness, Xiao Qiang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he picked up the three-legged tripod on the ground, wiped it clean, and carefully placed it on the table.

The worn-out three-legged tripod, with a lame leg, shook a few times on the table before it stood firm.

Its lid has long been lost, and the edge of the open is broken a few times, and if you only look at the top half, it is about the same as a bowl called Hanako.

Ding's body was covered with a thick patina, one side was polished smooth and metallic, and there were a few shallow stripes that seemed to be part of a pattern.

This broken tripod was picked up by Xiao Qiang at the foot of Wanjian Mountain two years ago, originally he planned to use it as a small potted plant, but he didn't expect to plant something and die, until one day he found out that this tripod contained powerful fire attribute spiritual power!

Through the three-legged tripod, Xiao Qiang used the power of the fire spirit in the tripod to refine the meridians on his arms, and it really expanded the meridians a lot.

But this method was tantamount to drinking water to quench his thirst, he couldn't control the power of the powerful fire spirit at all, although the fire spirit had refined the meridians, but it had almost scorched his arm, causing the muscles in his arm to atrophy severely.

Moreover, the most important meridians of the human body are distributed around the dantian and on the chest, and these places are precisely the weakest and most dangerous places.

Tianyin Continent, all things have spirituality, and people are no exception, corresponding to the four ** rules, all things in heaven and earth are also divided into four attributes: wind, fire, water, and wood.

The attribute of human spiritual power is like an imprint on the soul, which is innate, and it is called the spirit element. Xiao Qiang's spiritual element is a wind attribute, which means that he can only have an affinity with the spiritual power of the wind attribute, and rejects the energy of the other three attributes.

Xiao Qiang suddenly came to his senses that his body was lying in the ravine of the back mountain before, because he forcibly quenched his veins and lost control of the power of the fire spirit that entered his body.

His gaze dimmed, and the more he thought about it, the more regretful he felt, and habitually, he gently stroked the smooth side of the three-legged tripod with his hand.

With a buzz, the three-legged tripod suddenly trembled slightly, a red dot appeared on the surface, and a red light bolted into Xiao Qiang's room, quickly swimming in his body, and then suddenly disappeared.

Everything happened too fast, too suddenly, Xiao Qiang just felt stung and didn't notice anything abnormal at all.

However, the next scene plunged him into extreme panic.

The three-legged tripod suddenly flashed with a brilliant red light, reflecting the room red, and at the same time exuding a scorching aura, as if it had been burned red.

It was clinging to Xiao Qiang's palm, trembling violently, and a strong sense of shock swept through Xiao Qiang's body, making him let out an exclamation, desperately trying to get rid of the three-legged tripod.

Just when Xiao Qiang was terrified, the light of the three-legged tripod also reached its limit, like a small sun, dazzling.

The next moment, a red fireball flew out of Ding's mouth and drilled into Xiao Qiang's palm with a thud!

The fireball swam through his body, through his arm, and rushed straight towards his head, Xiao Qiang's brain let out a violent roar, his eyes and nose overflowed bloodshots, and he sat down on the ground.

In my mind, there was a red, and the whole world seemed to be red, rolling red flames.

The pitch-black sea of souls shook like smooth silk, and the red fireball, like a bright meteor, flew by, and finally crashed into the sea of souls, leaving a deep imprint!

The soul shook violently, and Xiao Qiang had a feeling that his soul was scattered, but when his gaze was locked on that mysterious mark, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

As if thinking of something, Xiao Qiang showed a surprised expression on his face, and said in a lost voice: "Could it be that this mark is the Fire Spirit Yuan?!"

The red light in his mind disappeared, and the room returned to calm, Xiao Qiang slowly opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and got up from the ground with a bone.

On the table, the three-legged tripod was still standing there quietly, without the slightest change, but Xiao Qiang could feel that the three-legged tripod seemed to be issuing a mysterious summoning to himself, which made his heart stir and even a little moved.

He seemed to understand a little bit that his soul was innocent from another world, so he had an induction with the three-legged tripod and was branded as a fire spirit element.

If you add his previous wind attributes, he is now a twin spirit body, and he also has an affinity for the power of fire spirits!

In order to confirm his thoughts, Xiao Qiang stepped forward, carefully picked up the three-legged tripod, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for his mood to calm down, and then slowly pressed his palm towards the smooth side of the three-legged tripod.

With a hum, the three-legged tripod trembled, a faint red light escaped from the tripod's body, and a powerful fire spirit power passed through Xiao Qiang's palm, burrowed into the meridians of his arm, and slowly flowed forward.

Xiao Qiang's arm quickly swollen, although it felt very hot, it was not unbearable, and what made Xiao Qiang even more ecstatic was that there was some kind of connection between him and the fire spirit!

The previous scene of the fire spirit burning his body did not happen, Xiao Qiang always had an intention to exert on this energy, and through this thought, he carefully controlled the flow rate of energy.

When the power of the fire spirit was about to burrow into his chest, Xiao Qiang was afraid of an accident, and hurriedly issued a command through his mind.

The power of the fire spirit immediately stopped advancing, and retreated very obediently, returning to the three-legged tripod, and the red light of the three-legged tripod was slowly extinguished.

Xiao Qiang tried more than a dozen times, and did not stop the experiment until he was exhausted.

Although he was very tired, and the new and old injuries on his body were aching faintly, he did not have the slightest sleepiness, and was in a state of excitement.

He learned to harness the power of the fire spirit of the three-legged tripod, as long as he used the fire spirit to continuously refine the meridians, then he could cultivate like a normal person!

Reborn once, who doesn't want to go to the end of the world with a sword, who doesn't want to kill a person in ten steps? Who doesn't want to live vigorously and vigorously?

Maybe it was because Xiao Qiang's residual emotions were still working, he was so excited that he burst into tears, and he really wanted to cry and vent all the grievances and humiliations of the past eight years.

The sky outside the window was dark, Xiao Qiang simply left the room, came to the center of the martial arts training ground, and used all the boxing and swordsmanship in his memory.

Xiao Qiang is still unfamiliar with this body, and when he punches, it is like manipulating a machine, which is far from reaching the realm of "fist movement at will".

This shows that it is not enough to merge, and only through a lot of movement can the soul and body be blended.

After a set of boxing techniques, followed by swordsmanship, the low-level swordsmanship "Qingfeng Sword".

This is the low-level martial arts that Xiao Qiang learned when he first went up the mountain, one of the compulsory swordsmanship of every disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the thirty-two sword styles are cast one by one, which is smart and elegant, and it is very good-looking.

After the "Qingfeng Sword Technique" was performed, then the intermediate swordsmanship "Lonely Sky Nine Swords", the advanced swordsmanship "Yunhai Sword", and the high-grade swordsmanship "Wind Spirit Sword".

With the further fusion of soul and body, Xiao Qiang's movements became faster and smoother, and a sense of comfort that had never been felt before arose.

In the eight years of Wanjian Pavilion, Xiao Qiang could not break through the realm due to the limitation of meridians, so he put a lot of effort into swordsmanship.

He practiced several sets of swordsmanship perfectly, but perhaps because of long-term depression, swordsmanship always lacked a little aura.

Perhaps because after being reborn, Xiao Qiang's soul became stronger, both in terms of insight and understanding, he improved a lot.

While practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Qiang seemed to be examining his swordsmanship from the perspective of an "outsider", and for a while he found a lot of small problems that he had ignored in the past!

These small problems are precisely the key to hindering Xiao Qiang's strength, as long as they can be discovered, there will be a solution.

As long as it is solved, the strength can be raised to a higher level!

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