Flames burn all around, and the flames continue to consume everything, making it feel like you're in hell.

Ling Mu sat on top of the ruins, looking around, but he could only see a haze. I just vaguely saw two figures.

A figure turned his back to him, struggling to resist something in the monstrous flames.

The other figure was running towards him, and as the figure kept approaching, Ling Mu gradually saw that it was a woman in palace clothes.

The woman seemed to be holding something in her hand, and she ran towards Ling Mu eagerly, shouting something to Ling Mu in her mouth.

But Ling Mu couldn't see or hear clearly, he felt as if he was imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all.

Just as the woman was about to come to Ling Mu's side, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind the woman, raised a long knife glowing with cold light, and stabbed the woman in the back. The tip of the knife passed through the woman's chest and fell in front of Ling Mu.

"Mother!" With an angry roar, Ling Mu once again woke up from this nightmare with a sharp pain to the bone.

The sweat on Ling Mu's forehead continued to drip like raindrops, every time he had this dream in the past three years, his right leg seemed to be pierced into the bone by cold ice, he looked at his legs and shook his head with a wry smile: "Is this dream again? Is that woman really my mother? Is she okay?"

It wasn't the first time that Ling Mu had dreamed of this scene or how many times he hadn't dreamed of it, and such a real dream made Ling Mu have to wonder if it had really happened.

But fifteen-year-old Ling Mu only knew that he was an orphan, and he only had three years of memory. There is no memory of the past twelve years, and the only thing that belongs to the past is a jade plaque on his chest.

In the past three years, Ling Mu has been shepherding sheep with a grandfather named Yang Yuan for a living.

Ling Mu also asked his grandfather more than once about his life experience.

But Grandpa only told Ling Mu every time that he had found Ling Mu in a glacier one winter three years ago and picked him up. At that time, there was only one jade talisman on Ling Mu's body, which was engraved with Ling on one side and Mu on the other, so his grandfather named him Ling Mu.

Although Ling Mu will be skeptical of this statement, but in the past three years, his grandfather has taken meticulous care of him, and it is not good to ask anything.

Ling Mu looked at the sky, pondered for a while, the pain in his right leg gradually eased, looked at the gradually brighter sky, shook his head, got dressed, got up and got out of bed, and limped out of the door.

Today, Ling Mu was going to send a flock of sheep to Qiling City, because in two days it would be the annual Qiling Conference in Qiling City. It is for this reason that Qiling City got its name.

The so-called Enlightenment Conference is to gather young people who have reached the age of ten but are not yet eighteen years old in Qiling City and its surrounding areas, and have cultivated to the level of gathering spirits, to conduct competitions, and those with excellent results will be qualified to enter the sect for cultivation.

Although there are many casualties in the competition every year, for ordinary people, this is an opportunity for a carp to jump into the dragon gate, no matter how dangerous it is.

Therefore, no matter who it is, they are eager for this enlightenment conference.

But Ling Mu was an exception, because of his lameness, Ling Mu suffered countless cold ridicule and even insults in this world where strength is respected.

Ling Mu didn't want to go to Qiling City, especially at this time of year. But due to the pressure of life and the recent serious illness of my grandfather, I had to go alone this time.

Walking out of the door, Ling Mu limped to the small hill where he was shepherding.

From afar, Ling Mu saw his grandfather standing on the hillside looking at the sheep.

Although his grandfather was already old and decrepit, every time Ling Mu saw his grandfather's back, he seemed to see a mountain. Ling Mu felt that his grandfather must have been a great hero when he was young.

Ling Mu walked beside his grandfather and said, "Grandpa, why did you get up so early today, didn't you say that I will send sheep today, you should rest for a while." ”

"Haha, my shepherd, I have grown up and know that I care. Yang Yuan was a little happy, but then said with some self-deprecation: "Hey, people are old, they are useless, and they can't sleep for long before they wake up, sometimes I think that if one day, I can't sleep, and it's really good to die like this." ”

Yang Yuan turned around, touched Ling Mu's head, and said firmly: "But I can't die, my shepherd hasn't grown up yet, and I can't die yet." ”

Ling Mu took his grandfather's hand and said, "Grandpa will not die, grandpa will definitely live a long life." I will definitely buy the best medicine for my grandfather when I go to the city this time. ”

Yang Yuan smiled with relief, and shook his head a little helplessly, Yang Yuan knew that he was not sick, but the end was coming.

Yang Yuan looked at Ling Mu's eyes and said meaningfully to Ling Mu, "Mu'er, I know you don't want to go to Qiling City, and I understand. But I'm too old to take care of you for the rest of my life, and there are some things that you have to do by yourself, and grandpa only wants to see you before he dies......"

Yang Yuan didn't continue, but Ling Mu knew what his grandfather wanted to say.

If you want to be seen as an adult in this world, you must at least achieve quenching.

Achieving body quenching not only strengthens the body and prolongs life, but also heals most of the internal and external injuries by itself.

There is no need to practice to quench the body, and ordinary children will reach the body at the age of three to six, and the latest is only about ten years old.

But Ling Mu was already fifteen years old, not only did he not have the slightest movement in his body, but he himself was also lame, and Ling Mu was not even a "human" in this world.

It's noon in the blink of an eye

Ling Mu sat on an ox cart, drove the sheep, and slowly came to the gate of Qiling City.

Because of the approaching Enlightenment Conference, the gate has been blocked by the crowd of people entering and leaving. Ling Mu's arrival made the congested gate even more noisy.

When the officer in charge of the city gate saw it, he beckoned to Ling Mu and motioned for him to come over. When Ling Mu saw this, he got off the ox cart and walked towards the officer.

Seeing Ling Mu limping over, the officer understood that this was a waste man who couldn't even quench his body, glanced at Ling Mu with disdain, and said impatiently: "Where did you come from, little lame, don't you know that the Enlightenment Conference is going to be held soon? What do you want to do with so many sheep into the city, it's not messy enough." Hurry up, Enlightenment City is not a place where you can stay with a waste. ”

Ling Mu was humiliated by the officers in front of so many people, his face was flushed, his hands were clenched into fists tightly, and his nails were stained with blood.

Ling Mu thought that when he entered the city with his grandfather before, this group of people would be respectful as long as they saw the certificate of Wanhualou, so he held back his anger, took out a piece of paper and handed it over, and said, "This is the certificate issued by Wanhualou, these spirit beasts are wanted by Wanhualou." ”

As soon as the officer heard Wanhualou, his attitude immediately changed one hundred and eighty degrees, and he said with a hippie smile: "It turned out to be something that Wanhualou wanted, please here." ”

The officer then shouted into the distance: "Quickly open the small door and let this flock of sheep pass first, it is Wanhualou who wants." ”

Seeing that the officer was so respectful to him, Ling Mu was still a little proud, he didn't expect Wanhualou's influence to be so great.

But before he could take two steps, he heard the officer behind him say loudly to the surroundings: "Wanhualou is really kind-hearted, and even keeps this kind of waste." You should also pay attention in the future to be polite to this little cripple, after all, it is up to the owner to beat the dog. There was a lot of ridicule from all around.

At this moment, Ling Mu gritted his teeth.

Ling Mu came to the back door of Wanhua Tower, knocked on the door, and it didn't take long for the door to open, and a strong man with a height of six feet stood at the door. Seeing Ling Mu, the strong man was a little surprised, but said with a smile: "Isn't this Ling Mu's junior brother? Why did you come alone, your grandfather?"

"Brother Yuan, my grandfather is sick, so I was the only one who came this time. Here are the hundred sheep you wanted. "This strong man's name is Yuan Yong, and he is specially responsible for procurement in Wanhualou, so he is familiar with Yang Yuan, who is a sheep shepherd, and naturally knows Ling Mu.

And Yuan Yong didn't discriminate against Ling Mu because of his body, for Ling Mu, it can be said that he is the best person except for his grandfather.

"Come in, your grandfather is okay, no one bullied you when you enter the city. Yuan Yong looked at Ling Mu's face was not very good, and it was estimated that he was embarrassed when he entered the city.

Ling Mu thought for a while and didn't say anything about the city gate, but said, "Grandpa, it's not a big deal, I'll just go buy some medicine and bring it back later." ”

"Don't you need me to ask someone to buy it for you, you just want to rest here for a while. Yuan Yong knew that entering the pharmacy as Ling Mu would inevitably be ridiculed.

Ling Mu shook his head and raised his head to Yuan Yong and said, "I can do these things." ”

Yuan Yong didn't say much, stood up and patted Ling Mu's shoulder.

Turning around, he took a bag of spirit crystals and handed it to Ling Mu, saying: "Originally, a hundred sheep was a thousand spirit crystals, but recently there are many people and prices have risen, our Wanhualou will not take advantage of you, give you two hundred more, here is one thousand two hundred spirit crystals, you can accept them all, don't be polite to me with big brother." ”

Ling Mu knew that this was Yuan Yong helping him, but what he said was also the truth, so he didn't shirk, accepted the money and said to Yuan Yong: "Thank you, Brother Yuan, then I'll go back." ”

"Let's go from the gate, the Elixir Pavilion is really on the other side, I'll send you off. Yuan Yong stood up and walked in front to lead the way, while Ling Mu limped behind.

The two of them came to the first floor of Wanhua Building from the backyard, and Ling Mu attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered.

"Look, it's a cripple. ”

"Really, what is this little cripple doing, is it possible that he wants to participate in the Enlightenment Conference. ”

"Hahahaha" burst into laughter.

"Shut up for me. Suddenly, there was a loud shout, there was no spiritual power, just a sound, which pressed the person who had just mocked so much that he couldn't raise his head, and some of the corners of his mouth even flowed blood.

It was none other than Yuan Yong who spoke. The first floor, which was still noisy just now, was silent for a moment.

"I didn't expect Brother Yuan to be so powerful. Ling Mu's admiration for Yuan Yong was a little heavier.

After Ling Mu and Yuan Yong said goodbye, Ling Mu was about to turn around and leave, because of his legs, his body was crooked, and he happened to collide with the oncoming person.

Ling Mu, who had inconvenient legs and feet, was directly pretended to fall to the ground, and Yuan Yong immediately stepped forward to help Ling Mu up when he saw this. Ling Mu also knew that it was indeed his own reason that he bumped into the other side, and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you just now." ”

On the opposite side of the group of four people, the one who bumped into Ling Mu was a man holding a folding fan and wearing white clothes, looking at the lame Ling Mu, he didn't pay attention to Ling Mu's apology, but dusted off his clothes, and said in disgust: "It's really unlucky." ”

"Where did the little cripple come from, don't die, you dare to hit Qi Honggongzi. Among the four, a man named Han Feng stood up and yelled at Ling Mu, then turned his head to Qi Hong and said, "Do you want me to teach you a lesson for this waste." ”

Although Ling Mu rarely came to Qiling City, he also knew that there were four major families in Qiling City, one of which was the Qi family. And the Qi family has a genius, it is Qi Hong.

It is rumored that Qi Hong was three years old and six years old. He reached the first weight of the spirit gathering mirror early, and now Qi Hong is seventeen, and his strength is even more unfathomable.

Looking at Yuan Yong behind Ling Mu, Qi Hong said, "Forget it, just let him kowtow to me." ”、

Before Ling Mu could speak, Yuan Yong blocked him behind him, stood up and said, "Qi Hong, this is Wanhualou, not a place for you to go wild. What's more, Ling Mu is doing things for Wanhualou. ”

Although Qi Hong is usually arrogant and narrow-minded, he doesn't want to have a conflict with Wanhualou because of a waste. He waved his hand and motioned for Ling Mu to go out.

Seeing this, Han Feng next to him yelled at Ling Mu, "Don't get out of here, a lame waste." ”

"Why am I born to be a wasted person, why am I so humiliated, why is God so unfair to me? Ling Mu smiled bitterly and walked towards the gate like a walking corpse.

Qi Hong noticed that Ling Mu's expression was wrong, so he thought about it and said to Ling Mu, "Slow down." ”

Ling Mu stiffly turned his head to look at Qi Hong and said, "I don't know what else is going on with Young Master Qi." ”

Qi Hong played with the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Give you a chance to be a man." As he spoke, he took out a purple spirit grass from the jade ring in his hand. Glancing at Ling Mu, he continued: "This is a thousand-year-old purple core spirit grass, which was obtained by my father when he was crusading against a barbarian, no matter how many injuries he had, as long as he ate the purple core spirit grass, he could heal within an hour. If you eat it, you might be able to heal your leg. ”

Looking at the Purple Core Spirit Grass, Ling Mu, whose eyes were as godless as walking corpses, actually flashed a light in his eyes, and said to Qi Hong: "What do you want." ”

Seeing that Ling Mu took the bait, Qi Hong walked to Ling Mu's side with the Purple Core Spirit Grass, directly put the Purple Core Spirit Grass in Ling Mu's hand, and then pointed at Han Feng with his finger and said, "As long as you connect Han Feng's three punches, no matter what the result is, this Purple Core Spirit Grass is yours." ”

"Good. Ling Mu looked at the purple core spirit grass in his hand and agreed without hesitation.

"Refreshing. Seeing that Ling Mu agreed, Qi Hong also excitedly tapped the folding fan in his hand in the palm of his hand.

Qi Hong walked to Han Feng's side and patted Han Feng on the shoulder three times, leaking a cruel smile. Han Feng also nodded understandingly.

Seeing this, Yuan Yong immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ling Mu's hand and said, "Ling Mu, you are crazy, this Han Feng has the strength of the Gathering Spirit Mirror, let alone three punches, you can't bear one punch." I'll find a way for your legs, I can't ask for this purple core spirit grass. ”

Ling Mu looked at Yuan Yong, handed the purple core spirit grass in his hand to him, and said, "Brother Yuan, if I die, please give this purple core spirit grass to my grandfather." With that, he turned and walked out the door.

Yuan Yong was stunned, speechless for a long time, looked at Ling Mu's resolute back, and said to himself: "Child, you can't die." ”

Han Feng had already prepared on the street, and there were many people around him who were watching the excitement. Because during the Enlightenment Conference, this kind of street competition is not uncommon.

Seeing Ling Mu come out, Han Feng moved his body and said with a sneer: "Boy, this is your own choice, life and death depend on the sky, don't blame me if you die." ”

Ling Mu looked at the sky, and then at Han Feng: "God, hehe"

"Boy, stand up, eat my first punch first. Han Feng raised his right hand and smashed it towards Ling Mu's chest.

Ling Mu just wanted to block this punch with his arm, but how could he keep up with Han Feng's speed, only to hear a "click", Ling Mu flew out, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his chest, lying on the ground as if he was dead.

"The waste is really useless, it won't just die, I haven't used the aura yet. Looking at Qu Ling Mu lying on the ground, Han Feng was really afraid that he would die like this, after all, Qi Gongzi meant to let him punch three punches.

Qi Hong glanced at Ling Mu, who was lying motionless on the ground, turned to leave, and before he had taken two steps, he seemed to hear something, and when he looked back, he found that Ling Mu was struggling to get up. Sneered: "It's kind of interesting." ”

Han Feng was also surprised to see that Ling Mu was still able to get up, and said, "Boy, if you just pretended to be dead like this, maybe you could have escaped the catastrophe." ”

"Come again. There was no nonsense, Ling Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was also a subtle hint of a smile

As if insulted, Han Feng rushed towards Ling Mu, the speed was extremely fast, so fast that Ling Mu's eyes couldn't keep up, and he punched Ling Mu in the stomach with the sound of the wind.

Ling Mu didn't move, not even reacting at all, as if the punch hadn't hit him.

Some of the onlookers saw the way out and said slowly: "It's really ruthless, this punch, it is estimated that the child's internal organs are all wasted." ”

"Yes, the first punch only relied on brute force, and this time this Han Feng used spiritual power to directly shatter the child's internal organs. ”

"But he also brought it on himself, provoking Qi Hong. ”

Han Feng looked at Ling Mu and said cruelly, "Boy, how do you feel." With this punch, your internal organs will be shattered. ”

"Hahahahaha......ha

Han Feng was furious, how could he still laugh, was he crazy?

Han Feng calmed down and said to Ling Mu, "Let me show you my strongest blow today. ”

"Ahhhh......h

"Oh my God, Han Feng was able to expose his aura, although it cost a bit. ”

"It's terrifying, ordinary monks need Huang Yuanjing to do it. No wonder he was taken by Qi Hong, who turned out to be also a genius. ”

"This punch goes down to that kid, I'm afraid there is no scum left. ”

"I can't bear to look at it anymore. ”

Han Feng raised his blood-red right arm, and said to Ling Mu with a miserable white face: "It's your honor to die at my bloody hands, go die!"

Looking at the powerful and heavy punch, it was about to hit Ling Mu's heart fiercely, no matter who it was, they all believed that this punch would definitely pierce Ling Mu's heart.

But the moment his fist touched Ling Mu, it was like a dragonfly dotting water, and there was no movement. It was as if time had stood still, and the people around them had grown their mouths.

Han Feng was stunned, Qi Hong was stunned, Yuan Yong was stunned, and passers-by were also stunned.

Only Ling Mu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, lying on the ground and fainting.

"What's going on?"

"I know, it must have been Han Feng's last punch that forcibly gathered his qi, and he was deflated before the fist was hit. ”

"That's right, you didn't see his pale face, obviously exhausted of aura. ”

"Although he is a martial arts genius, his brain is not very good. ”

"Hahahahaha. ”

It was indeed reasonable to think like this, but only Han Feng knew that his punch was firmly hitting Ling Mu's body, but his fist dared to touch Ling Mu's body, and the aura gathered in his right arm was instantly drained.

Han Feng crawled over, beside Qi Hong, hugged Qi Hong's leg and shouted: "Qi Gongzi, that kid is weird, and the aura of my punch has been sucked away by him." ”

"Shame on the rubbish, get out of here. Qi Hong didn't look at it, and kicked on Han Feng's leg. One of Han Feng's legs was kicked alive

Han Feng, who was kicked away, looked at Ling Mu lying on the ground, became angry, limped over, and roared angrily: "It's all you, it's all you, it's all you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this." ”

Han Feng grabbed Ling Mu's neck with both hands, he wanted to strangle Ling Mu to death in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Stop. Yuan Yonggang wanted to go over and stop it.

Listening to the sound of "hum", Han Feng's arms were actually cut off by Qi Brush.

Two pillars of blood spurted out, and Han Feng screamed in pain on the ground.

Immediately, a crisp and charming voice came from the roof of Wanhua Building: "This gambling contract is set in my Wanhua Building, and I, the shopkeeper of Wanhua Building, as a notary, still have to be managed, Qi Hong Gongzi has no opinion." ”

"What the shopkeeper said is that I have not disciplined you well, so that this shameful waste has offended you, come on, bring this waste back. Qi Hong's face was red and his heart was beating at this time, his speech was trembling, his whole body was trembling, and his legs were weak.

Looking at Qi Hong's expression, I didn't know that I thought that Qi Hong was charmed by the voice of the shopkeeper of Wanhualou.

But Qi Hong was really scared in his heart at this moment, or rather, scared to the bone, because his father Qi Zhaotian once told him that he could provoke anyone in the entire Qiling City, and no one had to be afraid, but there was only one person he could never touch, and that was the shopkeeper of Wanhualou.

When Qi Hong asked his father why, Qi Zhaotian just said, "She killed more people than me." ”

After hearing this, Qi Hong was stunned, what kind of person was his father, his father Qi Zhaotian was the general of the Heavenly Saint Kingdom, he had been fighting abroad all the year round, and the number of people who died in his hands was millions, and his father actually told him that the shopkeeper of a hotel had killed more people than him. What a horrible thing.

Without stopping for a moment, Qi Hong asked Han Feng, who had broken his arms, to leave immediately, and he didn't dare to stay here for a moment.