Thunder roared, rain poured down, lightning tore through the night, and brightened up the world in the rain.

The vast wilderness, the terrain rises and falls, the plains rise barren mountains, and the waterfalls hang high.

At the bottom of a steep slope, among the weeds, lay a young man, fourteen or fifteen years old, handsome, pale, with a thin lips without a trace of blood, and the blood marks on the corners of his mouth were faintly visible.

The young man's eyes were closed, as if he had died, and he let the rain pour down, motionless.

This state lasted for a moment, and the young man suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of deep, vicissitudes of life, as bright and vast as a galaxy in the night.

This kind of look is incompatible with his immature face.

"Huh, where is this?"

"Didn't I die at the top of the Heavenly Peak of Lingwu Mountain, how could I still be alive?"

The young man's expression changed suddenly, his face was full of surprise, and his starry eyes flashed.

He wanted to stand up, but he gave up because of the pain in his body, and the corner of his eye inadvertently swept to his body, and his expression changed again.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Luo Ling looked confused.

That's right, this young man single-handedly created the Heavenly Domain Medicine Dao Holy Land Ziluo Palace, the Yuan Emperor Realm Supreme Strongman, and the Great Grandmaster of the Spirit Map, Luo Ling!

To be precise, it was his soul that resided in this sac of flesh.

He fought with the Benevolent Alliance at the top of the Qingtian Peak of Lingwu Mountain, and finally fell, and died so much that he couldn't die anymore, but now he is unbelievably alive, and he also has a young body, which is simply fantastic!

The bad news is that the body is empty, there is no trace of true yuan, I can't feel a loss of cultivation, and the injury is not light, both lower legs are broken, several ribs are broken, internal organs are damaged, and there is a bit of a concussion.

"It's weird, this body is definitely not mine, whose one?"

When the clouds and mountains were covered in mist, a wave of memories that did not belong to him surged in.

"Resurrection of a corpse?"

A moment passed, and when he completely digested this memory, the expression on his face was wonderful.

The original owner of his body is also named Luo Ling, fourteen years old this year, the son of the leader of the Samle tribe in the Sahoo Wasteland, and a well-known waste wood in the tribe. Just today, Xu Shaowei's dog-legged Du Jianqiang lured his predecessor out of the tribe, beat him half to death, and then kicked him down the hill, and fell to his death in such a tragic way.

By chance, Luo Ling, the medicine god from the Heavenly Domain, occupied this body and was reborn.

"What a poor fellow! but...... This body is too wasted, isn't it? It's not even a body refining realm!"

When Luo Ling sensed his physical condition, he pursed his lips, feeling pity and contempt for his predecessor.

One is a powerhouse in the Yuanhuang Realm, and the other is a waste wood that is not even in the refining realm, like clouds and mud, with a huge contrast.

However, when the predecessor was young, he was not a waste of firewood, but was known as a genius of the Sanle tribe, and he cultivated his sense of qi at the age of seven, but he did not move forward an inch from the same year, and even the initial stage of cultivation, the refining realm, failed to enter, and over time it became a well-known waste firewood.

The changes in this naturally attracted Luo Ling's attention, and he sank his mind and carefully felt his body.

Although there is no cultivation at the moment, he was a strong person in the Yuan Emperor Realm in his previous life, with a strong divine sense and extraordinary perception.

"Huh, someone has been poisoned like this!"

Just a little perceiving, Luo Ling noticed it and frowned slightly.

As the god of medicine, he naturally recognized the extremely deep toxins hidden in his body, which was the soul devouring powder, colorless and invisible, extremely difficult to detect, and specifically devoured the spiritual energy and yuan power in the cultivator's body, causing the cultivation to not move forward, and even regress, the higher the cultivation, the greater the harm.

But the question is, the Soul Devouring Scatter originates from an alien race, which is quite rare, and how can this toxin appear in a wild land separated from the Heavenly Domain by thousands of rivers and mountains?

"This poison has been in the body for six or seven years, no wonder it has been unable to enter the body refining realm for a long time!"

"Hmph, actually poisoning a child like this, his heart can be punished!"

He was highly poisoned in his previous life and suffered from it, otherwise he would not have fallen into a deep siege, even if he fell into the trap arranged by the Benevolent Alliance, he could also kill a bloody path with his super strength and not die, so he hated the act of poisoning, and he couldn't wait to find out the culprit immediately and punish him with his own hands.

"Xu is the most suspicious!"

With the memories of his predecessor and the experience of his previous life, Luo Ling soon had a guess.

The Sanle tribe is a small tribe with a population of hundreds, composed of the Luo, Xu, and Zhang families, the Xu family and the Luo family are very incompatible, and the head of the Xu family, Xu Xuan, has always coveted the position of the leader, and regards Luo Ling's father and son as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

"Refine the Devouring Spirit Scatter first, and then find a chance to settle accounts after you go back!"

Luo Ling reined in his thoughts, endured the pain, sat cross-legged, ran the first layer of the Martial Emperor Sutra, and under the traction of perception, began to refine the extremely hidden, colorless and formless toxin in his body.

If you don't get rid of the Soul Devouring Dispersion, you won't be able to cultivate normally.

In his previous life, he was the god of medicine, and he comprehended the first layer of the martial arts scriptures, and the spirit devouring scatter was not worth mentioning in front of him.

The easiest and most effective way to do this is to refine it directly.

The Wild Martial Emperor Sutra was obtained by him in a historic site, which can temper the body and soul at the same time, which is unparalleled in the world, and it should be an immortal-level exercise, almost nothing is refined, and refining and devouring the soul is naturally not a problem.

However, as soon as the exercises were first operational, the pain all over the body was unbearable, as if they were about to fall apart.

This physical body does not have the slightest cultivation, not to mention, there are injuries in the body, and if the exercises run a little faster, there is a risk of exploding the body.

Alas, there was no way, Luo Ling had to slow down the operation of the Crazy Martial Emperor Sutra, and slow it down again and again.

The Soul Devourer has been dormant in its body for at least six or seven years, and has devoured a large amount of spiritual energy, gradually growing stronger, forming a large area of energy mass.

Fortunately, even if the exercises were running extremely slowly, refining the Spirit Devouring Scatter was still more than enough.

Like peeling off a cocoon, Soul Eater is refined by silk, and the energy after refining is just enough to repair the damaged body.

The Martial Emperor Sutra has the dual effect of refining the body and the soul, but it is especially urgent to repair the physical wounds at the moment. Otherwise, in this wilderness, they will become food for fierce beasts.

The rain was pouring down, the lightning was thundering, Luo Ling was unconscious, his body was like a rock, and he didn't move at all.

Under the mighty sky, there are very few fierce beasts going out, and they are basically dormant in their nests, and Luo Ling is hidden in the grass under the cliff, his breath is almost isolated by the rain curtain, it is extremely difficult to be discovered, and there should be no danger of life before the thunderstorm stops.

As the refining continued, the damaged internal organs gradually recovered, the broken bones were reconnected, and the remaining energy was used by him to refine the physical body and move towards the body refining realm.

Nearly an hour later, the Soul Eater was completely refined.

Not only did the body fully recover, but it also entered the body refining realm in one fell swoop.

The first level of the body refining realm!

Luo Ling retracted his efforts and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, still unfinished.

If he put it in the Heaven and Earth Environment, he believed that he would only need to cultivate for a month to cross the Body Refining Realm, and here, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was unbelievably thin, even if he continued to run the Martial Emperor for several years, he would not be able to cultivate the Body Refining Realm to perfection.

This place belongs to the same world as the previous life - Fulong Continent, located in the territory of the Eastern Xiaotian Dynasty, extremely far away from the Heavenly Domain, a real remote and barbaric place, called the Sahu Wasteland, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, fierce beasts are rampant, and the human race can only survive in a group here, and the tribe is born from this.

However, there is no harmony between and within the tribes, but full of conflicts of interest.

Like Tianyu, the strong are swordsmen, the weak are fishy, everything is decided by strength.

"Benevolent Alliance, when I return, it will be the time for you to be conferred the head!"

In his previous life, he was unable to completely eradicate the Benevolent Alliance, he regretted it, but perhaps it was the arrangement in the dark, God actually gave him another life, although the weak at the moment can no longer be weak, but with the Martial Emperor Sutra and the magic alchemy, as well as the strong foundation of the Yuan Emperor Realm and the Great Grandmaster of the Spirit Map in the previous life, it is not difficult to become strong, it is only a matter of time.

"Maybe it won't take thirty years for me to return to the peak and enter the Yuan Emperor Realm! And in this life, I am starting from scratch, as long as I polish every realm to perfection, and then comprehend the second layer of the Wild Martial Emperor Sutra, I may be able to step into the legendary realm......"

"Go back to the clan first, and find a way to become strong as soon as possible!"

Luo Ling retracted his thoughts, looked around, and then used his hands and feet together to climb to the top of the slope.

The beasts of the Sahooan Wasteland are rampant, and he is too weak to be sheltered only by returning to the tribe.

Standing on the top of the slope, condescendingly, through the dark rain curtain and under the reflection of lightning, the village in the distance is faintly visible, where is the Sanle tribe.

After identifying the direction, Luo Ling rushed away in the rain.

Entering the body refining realm, even if it is only the first weight, it also has a strength of three hundred catties, which is obviously stronger than ordinary people.

The rugged, slippery mountain road did not bother him at all, and soon he came to the main gate of the tribe.

The tribe was surrounded by a high, thick wall, made of black rock, which looked very strong.

"Who? Stop!"

There were several lanterns hanging under the canopy at the main entrance, where two tribal warriors were squatting, and they saw a figure rushing from a distance, and one of them shouted loudly.

Luo Ling glanced at the two warriors, didn't say a word, and walked straight to the door.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Young Master Luo Ling!"

When he saw Luo Ling's face clearly, the warrior who shouted was relieved, and he had a smiling expression, not taking him, the son of the leader, in his eyes at all.

The other samurai had a grimace on his face, and then slammed into the clan.

"Did you report it?"

Luo Ling's cold eyes swept over the back of the running warrior, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

This guy is Du Jianqiang's follower, and when he saw that he came back alive, he went to report the news.

Luo Ling ignored it, walked into the gate, and walked towards his courtyard.

"Patrol envoy, Luo Shan has been in the Yin Wind Valley for more than a month, and he has not returned yet, the tribe cannot be left without an owner for a day, and please make a decision as soon as possible. ”

"The appointment of the head of the branch is a matter of great importance, and the envoy is ready to report to the chief of the division for decision......

When passing by the tribal council hall, a voice came from inside, and Luo Ling's heart moved, and he walked over.

Luo Shan, the leader of the Sanle clan, was his father, and he went to the Yin Wind Valley more than a month ago.

The original genius son was suddenly reduced to waste wood, Luo Shan naturally couldn't accept it, he was very anxious, and took his son around to seek medical advice, but he couldn't find the cause, and in desperation, he risked death and entered the Yin Wind Valley.

Yin Wind Valley is a famous Jedi in the Sahu Wasteland, and it is said that there is an elixir in it, but if a hundred people go in, it would be good if one of them came out alive. Luo Shan went here to find hope for his son.

Although he didn't know if the elixir could cure his son's illness, he decided to take a gamble and use his life as a bargaining chip.

"I finally have a father in this life, a good father!"

Thinking of this, Luo Ling's heart warmed.

He was an orphan in his previous life and never enjoyed the love of his parents, but in this life, he is no longer an orphan and has the love of his father, which makes him cherish and look forward to it.

It's just that what puzzled him was that the memory of his mother turned out to be blank.

"Father, come back safely and quickly, you have a son who will be extraordinary, and I look forward to meeting you again!"

With his thoughts and foam for his father, Luo Ling stepped into the conference hall.