In the Qin Mansion, in the backyard room.

Kimisan lay lazily on the soft bed, his arms resting behind his head, his legs crossed, and his eyes stared at the roof with mahogany beams above, stunned.

As if he remembered something, he stretched out his palm and pressed it lightly on the bed board under the embroidered pillow, 'click', a slight sound sounded, and a dark grid appeared on the side of the bed, stretching out his hand, Jun San took out a jade plate like mutton fat with a pale blue color from the dark grid.

About half the size of a palm, the exquisite square jade plate, starting is a burst of coolness, from the palm of the hand straight to the mind, condensing people, holding in the hand, fingers on the jade plate on the big Jun word back and forth.

Looking at the jade pendant in his hand, Jun San's brows furrowed unconsciously, only remembering that this jade pendant was the only thing on his body when he was found by Qin's father in front of the Qin Mansion.

At that time, he stood in front of the gate of the Qin Mansion in a daze, with no cultivation on his body, and he couldn't remember anything, including where he came from, who he was, and how he came here, and he had no memory at all.

The jade plate on his body is the only clue to find the origin of his identity, but eight years have passed, and he still hasn't found any useful information about this jade plate with one word on the front and back, except for the three or two words on the jade plate.

The word Jun San, one positive and one negative, this is also the origin of Jun San's name.

According to Qin's father's guess, this jade plate engraved with Jun on the front and three on the reverse should be a symbol of status in the Jun family, and from this jade plate that even Qin's father can't see the material, this Jun family is far from being comparable to the Qin family.

Father Qin hasn't heard of a qualified Jun family for so many years, and after that, it's gone.

After so many years, Jun San has never given up looking for his identity, and he has gone out to practice so many times, and Jun San has been inquiring about the news of the Jun family every time.

After grinding for a while, Jun San put the jade card back into the dark compartment, closed the mechanism again, got up from the bed, and walked out of the room.

After yesterday's battle, it is rare to enjoy two days of such a peaceful day, two days later, the re-election will also kick off, but the re-election is no longer this one-on-one ring system, but the use of group melee system, otherwise this game does not know how much time will be consumed.

The remaining more than 1,000 people, using the method of group melee, will eliminate the vast majority of people, and the most suitable place to pass the semi-finals is only 100 people, which is undoubtedly very cruel compared to the primary.

"Yesterday's performance was good!" A faint voice came from behind him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jun San's face was full of smiles, and he turned his head to look at the pretty figure of Lianbu who was walking towards him, and said with a smile: "Why is Yaxing so good today, coming out of the courtyard for a walk?"

Qin Yiyi pouted almost undetectably, slightly speechless in her heart, and glanced at the nerd in front of her with a faint willow eyebrow, and immediately withdrew her gaze, her face as light as usual.

Looking at the girl's expression, Jun San was a little confused, touched his nose, smiled wryly, couldn't figure out what he did wrong, and secretly sighed in his heart: The girl's glass heart is really difficult to guess.

Qin Yiyi took a light step, looked ahead, passed in front of Jun San, and walked straight towards the front yard, her white skirt swaying.

Jun San came to his senses, ran two steps, chased after him, slowed down beside the girl, and walked side by side with the girl.

The two of them were silent all the way, except for the gate of the Qin Mansion, the girl's heart was full of speechlessness, she glanced at Jun San obliquely, her teeth bited lightly, and the soles of her feet stomped on the ground twice, and then the pace of her feet accelerated, leaving Jun San behind.

Most of the people in the town have gathered in front of the square to watch the Aoyama Tournament that has been held for several years, so the streets are very few pedestrians, and many shops are closed.

Jun San and the two walked on the street one after the other.

Qin Yiyi walked in front, turning her head from time to time and sweeping the unslow figure behind her with her residual vision, her silver teeth clenched, and Rao couldn't maintain the calmness in her heart when she treated this kind of wood-like person with her temperament.

Jun San followed closely behind Qin Yiyi, watching the girls walking in front of them stop and play in front of some jewelry stalls from time to time, and shook his head, sure enough, girls are all the same, even she is not exempt from vulgarity.

......

Jun San played with the long sword in the palm of his hand, it was the low-level spirit sword that Father Qin got from the head of the Wang family, although it was only a low-level spirit sword, it was also the top weapon in the entire Qingshan.

This kind of weapon, even the most beloved son of the head of the Wang family, Wang Bodan, did not own, it can be seen the rarity of this kind of weapon, feeling the breath coming from the long sword, Jun San thought of the spirit sword of the Huaxia Trading House, and faintly felt that the value of this magic sword was still above the spirit sword.

He didn't know that this spirit sword was a reward that the head of the Wang family promised his son to win the first place in the big competition, and this Wang Bodan was really miserable, he didn't get the spirit sword, but he ended up in a coma with a serious injury, and he was eliminated in the primary.

With two light strokes of the long sword in the room, Jun San had a feeling of eagerness, raised his eyebrows, and his figure rushed out of the room, leaving a shaking door.

The spiritual power was poured into the spirit sword, the demon crystal at the hilt of the spirit sword was stimulated, the carved magic circle lit up, and the strong and ferocious energy merged with Jun San's spiritual power without hindrance, and one after another sword rays shot out from the spirit sword.

In the courtyard, countless fallen leaves flew in the air, the magic sword danced with Jun San's figure, and countless fallen leaves close to the spirit sword were all shattered into a pile of powder by the sword on the spirit sword, scattered in the courtyard.

Jun San's face was filled with a satisfied smile, the fierceness of the spirit sword was really far beyond the Xuanjian sword, just a small amount of sharpness could send out a sword as powerful as a sword technique, he had confidence, if he held this magic sword against Wang Bodan, even if the other party used the method of blood sacrifice, one move would be enough.

The left hand was spread out, and the black giant sword appeared in the palm, and Jun San's palm sank, almost not grabbing the giant sword in his hand.

Looking at the pitch-black heavy sword, Jun San's right hand holding the sword was raised high, and it fell suddenly, smashing on top of the black giant sword.

"Bell—"

The two swords collided, and a deafening sound rang out.

Jun San's right hand trembled, and the spirit sword in his hand flew out, obliquely inserted into the gap in the stone slab in the courtyard not far away.

Jun San looked at the black giant sword in his hand that did not move at all, the sword body was hit so strongly that there was not even a white mark, the shock in his pupils slowly converged, and he took a deep look at the black heavy sword that was not good-looking, raised his eyebrows, and muttered: "What is this? ”

Above the attic in the distance, a shadow stood, frowning, he saw the scene just now, and he didn't know where he got the black heavy sword, and he couldn't even hurt the spirit sword.

He pulled the spirit sword out of the crack in the stone, and put both swords into the Sumeru ring at the same time, then nodded, turned and walked towards the room.

With the creak of the door, the last rays of sunlight gradually disappeared from the crack in the door, and the shadow that Junsan didn't notice also moved lightly and walked into the attic.

Sitting on the soft bed, the surrounding aura is rich, as Jun San inhales and breathes into Jun San's body, Jun San has no distractions, runs the exercises in the body with all his might, and the hand pinching the seal is decided, constantly changing, making people dazzled, guiding the aura in the body into the dantian, transforming into spiritual power and accumulating in the dantian.

On the way to cultivate, the most taboo is to be disturbed by others when cultivating, once disturbed, at least by spiritual power, or by the fire into the devil, throughout the ages, the cultivators on the continent who have gone mad do not know the ordinary, and there is even no shortage of cultivators who have died.

When the last wisp of rich aura was inhaled into Jun San's body along his nose, Jun San slowly opened his eyes, and a faint light swept through those dark eyes, and disappeared in a flash, and the hair on his face was swept by the breeze and fluttered leisurely.

He exhaled the remaining turbidity in his body, put on his black gold silk boots, took a step, reached out in the basin by the wall, washed his face, and dried it before leaving the room.

In the spacious and bright hall, Father Qin, whose face was slightly ruddy, sat in the hall, and saw Jun San walking into the hall, his face was full of smiles, his fingers kept tapping on the table, and he said with a smile: "San'er, is the injury better?"

Jun San stretched out his body left and right, and said with a smile: "Are you looking, does this look like something is wrong?"

Father Qin patted his forehead, this kid really can't do anything about him, he has been like this for eight years, so he can't be serious.

Qin's mother, who was sitting on the other side, glanced at her husband complainingly, and said angrily: "Do you have to let your child participate in the Qingshan Competition, will it be too late next time?"

Jun San touched his nose and looked at Father Qin, who was being trained, full of schadenfreude.

Father Qin looked at the gloating Jun San, his old face was blushing, he glanced at his wife, rubbed his hands, and said cautiously: "Look at you, the child is still here, why don't you give me some face!"

"What?" Qin's mother glared at Qin's father with a beautiful gaze, and her tone was not good.

"Madame teaches you, Madame teaches you!" Father Qin smiled wryly, rubbed his hands, glanced at Jun San who was snickering with his spare eyes, and said in his heart: You little rabbit cub, see how I clean you up.

"And you, you'll be fine, right?" Qin Mumei's eyes turned, and her gaze fell on Jun San.

"Doom ......" The smile on Junsan's face froze, bitterness spread from the corners of his mouth, and he lowered his head stupidly.

Father Qin at the front of the hall sneered, forced a smile and took the tea on the table, put it to his lips and took a few sips.

Stinky boy, let you gloat, now it's your turn!

"You said you had to participate in the Qingshan Competition, and you came back with an injury, what is there in our family?" Qin Mu took a sip of tea, moistened her throat, and continued to speak.

"I just came back from training outside, and I went to participate in this dangerous competition"

......

A black line appeared on his forehead, and the most terrible thing in the world was his mother's endless chatter.

"Hey, I'm looking for me! I'm leaving!"

Jun San ran out of the hall like a run, without looking back, for fear of being taught an endless lesson again.

In the hall, Qin's mother glared at Qin's father fiercely, and said angrily: "It's all what you're used to!"

Father Qin shrugged his shoulders helplessly, his face was speechless, and he roared in his heart: I'm used to it?

His lips moved, he looked at Madame's cannibalistic eyes, smiled sheepishly, and gave up.