Suddenly, a huge amount of information rushed into his mind, which immediately made Chen Yi feel dizzy, his head seemed to be about to explode, he snorted in pain and fell to the ground.

When Chen Yi opened his eyes again, he found that he was still lying in the dilapidated courtyard full of dead leaves, but a cultivation technique clearly appeared in his mind, as well as a matching human meridian route diagram, as well as a movement move.

"Hongmeng Holy Scripture!" Chen Yi muttered to himself, a fine light flashed in his eyes, his fists couldn't help but clench with some excitement, recalling everything that had just happened, Chen Yi's thoughts couldn't help but go back to the day ten years ago, the secret that had been treasured for ten years......

That day Chen Yi was six years old, and it was also the day to test his talent, when he put his hand into the spirit measuring stone, the spirit measuring stone had no effect, but Chen Yi himself suddenly fell into a coma as if he had touched some seal powerful soul power, and after waking up, there was an extra exercise called "Demon God Transformation" in his mind, and according to the above, the reason why Chen Yi could not trigger the spirit measuring stone was because there was no cultivation meridian in his body, and he was born a wasted person.

But the appearance of this exercise is not unreasonable, it not only describes the cause of Chen Yi's illness, but also describes the solution, which is to use the power of flesh qi and blood to open up various acupuncture points and form their own meridians.

But when Chen Yi was about to tell his father the news, he was ruthlessly sent by his father to this blacksmith shop to make iron, and Chen Yi did not have the slightest resistance, although Chen Yi was reluctant, he still obeyed, and the next day he came to this dilapidated blacksmith shop.

Although Chen Yi's father is ruthless, he still sends people to send nutritious food every day, and the meridians that grow every day also give Chen Yi the motivation to persevere.

But over time, Chen Yi found another place that made him feel depressed, that is, according to "Demon God Change", if he used force before opening the meridians, his qi and blood would be disordered, and his success would fall short, which was also an important reason why Chen Yi had been forbearance for so many years.

Although Chen Yi knew that there was still hope for his cultivation according to this "Demon God Transformation", who was not curious about the unsolved mystery that happened to him? Chen Yi was naturally no exception, thinking about it for six years, without a clue.

Until that day, he was seriously injured and dying by the Sikong Sage, and in the process of saving himself by the sloppy man, he discovered the shocking secret of his body - there were countless mutilated soul bodies in the depths of his spiritual consciousness, and they seemed to be firmly imprisoned by something.

Chen Yi wanted to get closer to see what it was, but the soul pressure emanating from it directly made Chen Yi's soul tremble and couldn't move.

Although he couldn't see the object clearly, it gave Chen Yi an intuition that the Demon God Transformation must be a part of a soul body here, and as he progressed, he would definitely get more martial arts from it.

Chen Yi, who discovered this secret, was extremely excited, these were the basis for him to become a strong man, but he still understood the truth that the husband was innocent and guilty, so he didn't even tell anyone, not even the sloppy man who had been with him for ten years.

This is the shocking scene of Chen Yi when the sloppy man knew his secret before, Chen Yi originally wanted to tell him on the day he succeeded, but now it seems that there is no need to tell the sloppy man his secret.

"Now it confirms my idea, it's a pity that the huge soul power has been wasted" Chen Yi, who pulled his thoughts back, said with some regret, "Now I still look at this "Hongmeng Holy Scripture", as for the next time, I should be able to absorb those soul powers"

After making up his mind, Chen Yi closed his eyes slightly and stood in the backyard of the blacksmith shop, recalling the obscure formulas, gestures, and some route maps of the "Hongmeng Holy Scripture".

"Hongmeng Holy Scripture" is a practice that absorbs the purest spiritual power between heaven and earth-Spirit Mother, and it is divided into nine layers, one layer and one heavy heaven, each layer will make its strength skyrocket.

But what made Chen Yi feel pain was that the cultivation recipe of the "Hongmeng Holy Scripture" was obviously in his mind like an imprint, but he could only clearly recall the cultivation mantra of the first layer, and the rest was blurry.

For this, Chen Yi attributed it to his inability to cultivate because his cultivation realm was not enough, so he couldn't see clearly.

Recalling that there was the first layer and the running line in his mind, Chen Yi sat on the ground and closed his eyes to rest, and then felt the spiritual power of heaven and earth ready to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth into his body, and completed the completion of the week and officially stepped into the spiritual realm.

But what Chen Yi didn't expect was that it wasn't that he couldn't feel the spiritual power, but that this exercise seemed to disdain absorbing these low-grade spiritual powers and excluding them.

"What's going on?" Chen Yi couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw this scene, "Could it be that the quality of these spiritual powers is too low? Spirit Mother? What is that?"

Chen Yi was naturally unwilling, and felt the spiritual power between heaven and earth again, and finally saw a faint purple qi in the depths of the spiritual power after stripping the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

"Could it be this?" Chen Yi was a little puzzled, but the desire and activity of the Zihongmeng Holy Book confirmed his idea even more, not to mention that Chen Yi attracted that trace of purple qi into his body.

However, just after entering the body, a pain like tearing the meridians of the flesh came, and even with Chen Yi's endurance, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, hurriedly channeling that trace of purple qi to his fists and hammering it hard to the ground.

Boom! The dust was flying, and the whole backyard seemed to tremble suddenly, and the tiles on the roof shook a lot, and when the dust settled, the flat backyard ground left two deep pits, shaped like fists.

Chen Yi felt as if his whole body had collapsed, and he sat on the ground on his stomach, his whole body was in cold sweat, his muscles and muscles were sore, and even between breathing, his internal organs were in sharp pain.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that my meridians were tough enough, I'm afraid I would have become a waste person again at this time!" Recalling the process of attracting purple spiritual power just now, Chen Yi felt a chill down his spine, it was obvious that this kind of power had surpassed the nine changes of the Yun Spirit Realm and reached infinitely close to the twelve changes, which was not at all something that he could control in his current cultivation realm.

However, Chen Yi, who reacted, grinned without fear and muttered to himself: "This power is really great, if you use this as a base, I am afraid that the ten transformations of the Yunling Realm alone will be able to compete with the twelve transformations." ”

However, Chen Yi knew in his own heart that the effort and income were always proportional, and if he could get such a strong strength, he would have to pay more, and it would not be a simple matter to separate this purple spiritual power from the spiritual power, which would lead to a significant reduction in the cultivation speed.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, Chen Yi felt that the soreness and fatigue in his whole body gradually subsided, and he yearned for the power of this "Hongmeng Holy Scripture" in his heart.

"It seems that you have to continue to strengthen the strength of your meridians in order to cultivate this Hongmeng Holy Scripture. Muttering in his mouth, Chen Yi put down his study of the "Hongmeng Holy Codex" and turned to the sloppy man's "Chaos Refining Divine Codex" again.

The previous cultivation of the soul enhancement technique made Chen Yi's soul power reach the early stage of the soul enhancement realm, and his soul power increased greatly, and he could last longer in the sword array, so he devoted himself to the strangulation of the soul enhancement chapter, and it was not until the second day that the morning sun sprinkled on his body, and Chen Yi woke up like a dream.

Stretching his waist, Chen Yi actually felt a relief that he had not felt in so many years, and in retrospect, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Ten years ago, he was despised and ridiculed, and ten years later, he has got everything that others desperately want.

With a burst of joy in his heart, Chen Yi turned three steps into two steps and walked towards the blacksmith shop, wanting to ask this sloppy man how to strengthen his meridians, after all, he was a peerless powerhouse and knew much more than himself.

However, when he walked through the back door into the blacksmith's shop, the sloppy man's sloppy figure was missing from the tattered old man's chair.

couldn't help but feel that Chen Yi's heart sank, as if he had lost something.

"Old drunkard, don't tell me you're not up yet?" said Chen Yi as he returned to the backyard and knocked on the scruffy man's door.

knocked for a while, but he couldn't hear the usual lazy voice, Chen Yi couldn't help frowning, and pushed the door open, but saw that there was only an empty bed in the room, and there was no sloppy man at all.

"Old drunkard ?..." was stunned for a moment, and his heart panicked, Chen Yi turned his head and ran out of the room, shouting while walking quickly towards the blacksmith shop.

"Old drunkard, where is your death? I'll buy you two pots in a while" Walking into the blacksmith shop, looking around, Chen Yi's gaze finally fixed on a piece of paper pressed with a wine gourd on the old man's chair.

"Stinky boy Chen Yi, I have traveled the world, but I have no disciple for Tongtian, I wanted to teach you my refining weapon together, but I found that this does not allow you to face the bloody storm in the future, but will support your hind legs. Your goal is the stars and the sea, and strength is your way to solve the problem. Now that you have also cultivated, and I still have some things, so I will leave first, and the "Chaos Refining Divine Codex" given to you did not disappoint you, remember that no matter what you have in your secrets, you must not let go of the cultivation of the physical body, the power of qi and blood, maybe it will be used when you need it. Also, remember what I said to you, and now say it to you again, and if the heart does not die, it will not die. In the end, I hope you don't blame your dad for being so cruel to you. Of course, if there is fate, I hope that I can still meet you kid, but your fire is burning, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it........... Well...... Finally, I would like to remind you that people do not live for revenge, but to do things that make you feel happy, and let hatred become the driving force for you to become stronger, which is not what I expect. ...... Oooh...... Finally, I forgot to tell you at the end, my name is name, Boundless."

The payment is endless.

Looking at the handwriting on the letterhead and the ridiculous words, Chen Yi couldn't be happy, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, and a feeling of loss came to his heart, like a heavy haze pressing on his chest.

Solemnly put the letterhead into his arms, Chen Yi sat on the old chair, and suddenly heard a creaking sound.

The empty blacksmith shop, less than the tools, but more lonely, Chen Yi looked at the beams and pillars on the roof, his eyes couldn't help but be confused.

A lonely person will always remember everyone who walks by him. Especially for people who have gone through all kinds of situations in the world, his father gave up on him, Xian'er left him, and now, this drunkard is also gone, and the feeling of loneliness suddenly filled Chen Yi's heart.

After a long time, Chen Yi sighed deeply and muttered to himself: "Let's go, let's say goodbye, are you still afraid that I won't let you go if I rely on you....Alas..... but I will remember your reminder." ”

Standing up, Chen Yi slowly walked to the iron platform, looking at the familiar objects, he couldn't help but think of the teachings of Qi Wuya on his refining tools.

Thinking about it, his hand unconsciously lit a furnace fire, and put the black iron ore into it to calcin.