On that day, the wind was beautiful and cloudless, and even the other two heads of the family came to celebrate his third birthday.

And after his birthday, he will officially enter Tiangang Mansion to cultivate.

That day, when the banquet lasted until noon, an uninvited guest broke his peaceful life.

It was a blood-red child, with a long black streak of blood in the corner of the child's eye, and an eerie ghostly blue color in the eyeballs.

Purple-black blood droplets continue to drip from the body, and after dripping, they are strangely reabsorbed back into the body, and absorbed into the body, leaving sticky flesh footprints on the ground when walking.

There are still countless resentful spirits wandering around.

That scene made many people present vomit.

Everyone called him the Blood Infant Boy in horror, he was the master of the Hades Temple, and the Tiangang Mansion to which the Jun family belonged was like fire and water.

And he, as the next lord of the mansion, was known by the blood baby boy to be wiped out with his own hands.

What is extremely ridiculous is that their Jun family stubbornly resisted for three hours, and they didn't even see a single reinforcement from Tiangang Mansion.

In the end, countless ancestors of the Jun family relied on self-explosion to kill a bloody way and send more than a dozen children, including him, away.

However, the most ridiculous thing was still to come, and they were fortunate to escape from the pursuit of the Hades Temple under the cover of the second and third elders.

But he was robbed and killed by another group of people, the pavilion master of the Tiangang Mansion Branch.

The second and third elders desperately bought time for them, and a dozen or so children fled to the four sides.

And he was chased and killed by thousands of miles, and finally fled into the forest, and finally solved the pursuers with the help of the demon beasts in the forest.

His body was also suffered at that time, but he still did not escape the fate of death after all.

But fortunately, he crossed over to this child, the talent of this body is not bad, and there is still hope for revenge.

This was the end of his thoughts, Jun Ling opened his eyes, and a strong killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

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Four years later, the slightly dimly lit room was punctuated by the sound of tapping on a keyboard. "This is the practice of cultivating Xuan Li on the earth, why is it so rubbish. A childish voice came out.

With a rattle, the door opened, and a seven-year-old girl in a purple dress walked in, immature and beautiful: "Brother, how many times have I told you, remember to turn on the lights when playing on the computer." The little girl reached out and turned on the light bulb, and suddenly the already dim room lit up.

I saw that the six-year-old boy sitting in front of the computer was still staring at the computer silently, it was Jun Ling. The little girl leaned over curiously, glanced at the computer and half-jokingly said, "Why do you keep reading these martial arts cheats, can you still cultivate?"

Jun Ling raised his head and looked at the smiling little girl and said, "I can just cultivate, what's wrong?"

The little girl waved her hand and said, "Come on, you, it's the age of science, I'm a scientist, so I don't believe in that kind of nonsense about internal forces." ”

Jun Ling smiled and said, "There are too many secrets in the world that cannot be touched, and once they touch your tranquility, they will be broken, and science is actually just a relatively advanced fallacy." ”

The little girl looked disbelieving, Jun Ling didn't speak anymore, he didn't need her to believe it, and continued to browse the exercises on the computer.

At this moment, Jun Ling felt very powerless in his heart, and the exercises on the Shenxuan Continent were divided into six levels: Xuan, Earth, Heaven, Yuan, Hades, and Saint, and each level was divided into three levels: low, middle, and high. On Earth, however, there are only the lowest Xuan Rank and lower ranks.

Jun Ling couldn't help but fall into deep thought, how he could succeed in this situation.

At this time, a gentle voice interrupted Jun Ling's contemplation: "Jun Ling, Zixuan has come down to eat." Jun Ling touched his rumbling belly and walked out of the room.

Jun Ling sat on the dining bed with a smile, completely devoid of the indifference and murderous intent of four years ago, Jun Ling now enjoys this peaceful life now.

But Jun Ling knew that such a day did not belong to him, he activated the potential divine beast bloodline in his body, so his lifespan was long, and a hundred years was only a blink of an eye.

It is impossible for him to give up revenge, but let him selfishly accompany them to the end of his life!

Ten years later, Jun Ling is seventeen years old this year. Jun Ling stood in the mountains and forests, his expression was very happy, and Jun Ling looked up to the sky and roared. Ten years later, he finally succeeded, and successfully created the Xuan-level Intermediate Xuanji Ling Bo Weibu Change.

In addition, he recently found a low-level martial arts in a ruined warehouse at home, the Prison Yang Sutra, the Xuan-level high-level Xuanji Flame Palm.

As for why there are these things, Jun Ling was of course puzzled, but after asking, the answer he got was that they were left by their ancestors, and they didn't know what they were.

There was no doubt that there was a huge group of divine beasts on the earth in ancient times, so Jun Ling did not doubt the authenticity of these words.

In the past ten years, although Jun Ling's Xuan Power has not advanced an inch, with the ground-level exercises, his cultivation speed will be several times higher than before.

And in the past ten years, he has not gained nothing in this mountain forest, he once found in a cave that the Xuan Power there is twice as much as the outside, although it is only equivalent to one-fifth of the concentration of the Xuan Power in the Shenxuan Continent, but this more than twice the concentration of Xuan Power will make the future no longer hopeless.

Jun Ling had been cultivating here for seven years, and every time he saw the depths of the bottomless black cave, Jun Ling always couldn't muster up the courage to explore, but now Jun Ling planned to investigate.

Because with these three exercises, he has enough confidence to face possible dangers