As soon as Han Xing thought of his grandfather's uncertain life and death, he was immediately anxious, turned around and ran away in the direction of the east end of the village.

He couldn't help but shout as he ran: "Grandpa, I'm back, you are there, come out quickly!" After a while, he saw that the door of his house had been sealed by the fire, and the flames around the wooden house were rising, and the waves of fire were bursting and dancing, and the hut where Grandpa and himself lived had become a sea of fire at this moment.

Seeing this, Han Xing's pupils shrank sharply, and he exclaimed heartbreakingly: "Grandpa!

Suddenly, there was a faint echo from the burning wooden house, which made Han Xing's heart rise a glimmer of hope, and he didn't care about the danger or not, he took off his coat, soaked it in the water storage tank, threw himself in front of the door, and waved it out.

Under Han Xing's desperate dance, the wet clothes brought up a strong wind, and the strong wind forced the flames to roll upside down, and seeing the opportunity, he raised his foot and kicked the door hard.

"Boom!" was full of strength, and immediately kicked the door to the ground.

Han Xing broke in with sparks all over his body, but saw that his grandfather was not on the pit, and the smoke was billowing in the house, and he couldn't find it.

Suddenly, there was a coughing sound from under a bluestone slab in the corner, accompanied by a faint shout.

Han Xing hurriedly lifted the bluestone slab and saw that there was a dark hole below, and his grandfather was lying down gasping for breath, and he had passed out.

It's too dangerous, no one will save you for a while, and you have to be killed by the smoke in the house!

Han Xing jumped right now, went down to the hole, hurriedly picked up his grandfather and jumped up, and quickly ran out of the door.

As he ran, his heart was full of doubts, why was there a secret passage in the house... Who set the fire? Why did you bring disaster to the whole village and slaughter the village!

These thoughts flashed through his mind, but at this moment he didn't have time to think so much.

As soon as I ran out of the door, I heard a "boom!" sound behind me, and the whole house had collapsed to the ground.

Han Xing's heart trembled, if there was no secret hole, grandpa would inevitably be buried in this sea of fire.

Han Xing put his grandfather on his back in a place far away from the fire, ran to a low-lying place, and poured some water into his grandfather's mouth with his hand, only then did he hear his grandfather's "hum, hum..." a few times, and the person woke up completely.

Han Xing cried with joy, and after a while, his face turned pale, and he took his grandfather's hand and asked, "Grandpa, tell me quickly, what happened?"

Grandpa raised his pale face and looked at the village, seeing that the house was burned to ruins, and everyone had been buried in the fire, two lines of cloudy tears suddenly flowed down the faint old eyes, and his lips trembled and said: "Just for that broken bell, they are all dead!"

"Who is the one who killed and set the fire?"

Han Xing saw that the village was slaughtered, and the clansmen, playing partners, and even several little sisters in his favorite village were all buried in the fire, and for a while, there was a sharp pain in his chest.

"Zhong, it's the one hanging at the head of the village, and it's a group of Xiuzhen immortals who kill people and set fires, grandpa used to be a miscellaneous servant in the Xiuzhen sect when he was young, so he knows them dressed up, and one of them has a fierce vulture mark tattooed on his bare arm!"

Han Xing stood up suddenly, the green tendons on his head swelled, and even the strap that tied his hair collapsed, and he said angrily: "Damn! I have seen these people! After actually encountering me, they ran to the village to kill people and set fires." Where did they go? I'll go to them and ask them for an explanation!"

Blood debt and blood repayment!

"Kill!" Under the anger and grief, Han Xing even burst into blood-red tears from the corners of his eyes, he was furious with all his might, and a terrifying combat power suddenly erupted in his body, and he dragged a firewood knife and was about to find someone to fight hard.

Grandpa stretched out his trembling arm and grabbed his hand, and said, "Don't go, those people are already gone! I'm afraid grandpa can't do it, and I still have something to say to you..."

Han Xing hesitated for a moment, looked back at his grandfather, and saw the pleading look on his face, he couldn't bear to leave, squatted beside him, and replied softly: "Grandpa, you say, I'll listen......"

"Xing'er, mortals can't compete with immortals, just imagine, how can you fight with them with a mortal body?I'm afraid today's revenge will be difficult to revenge......" The old man wanted to reach out to Han Xing with a trembling hand, to calm the childish face, but he was unable to lift it again.

After a long time, the old man sighed and continued with difficulty: "Your mother said that your father once left a message saying that the meridians in your body are very different from ordinary people, and you can't practice the true exercises...... That's why Grandpa won't let you go to them...... This revenge can only be pinned on your descendants!" Speaking of this, I couldn't help but cry.

The past of sealing the dust slowly came out of his grandfather's mouth, like a stone thrown into a deep pool, stirring up a thousand waves in Han Xing's heart.

He already knew that he couldn't practice and practice the exercises, and that he was a "waste material", and this had been confirmed in the process of practicing, otherwise he would not have been "white-eyed" all these years, and people would look down on him and be sent to the edge of this desert...... It's just that when he hears it again today, it makes him feel extremely sad!

Han Xing's sad eyes became a little hollow, as if revenge was like a dark night for him, and he couldn't see a trace of light!

He is unwilling, he, a 'wild seed' and a 'waste wood', grew up under the care of the villagers, and he regards them as relatives who are connected by flesh and blood, which makes him unable to let go of such a deep hatred no matter what.

"The whole village was killed, they were my people! They are my father, my brothers and sisters! No, they are all gone! No, this revenge must be avenged!" Han Xing raised his head violently, closed his eyes tightly, and threw out two huge blood tears.

His gaze turned like a knife, full of hatred, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "I will kill them all... Kill, kill, kill, kill, !!" hatred has burned him to the ground.

"Xing'er, don't ...... Don't go...... Looking for them, you lost your life in vain!" Grandpa tried his best to stop it with his dry palm.

Hearing his grandfather's miserable and whimpering voice, Han Xing immediately calmed down his excitement, he lowered his head, and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, I know that I can't practice martial arts now, and I'm not their opponent, but don't worry, I am the hardships of my life, and I have gone through thousands of hardships, and I must open up the meridians in my body, learn the way of immortal cultivation, and swear to avenge this!"

Grandpa silently ......

This kid has been stubborn since he was a child, even with his current calmness, it is difficult to resolve the hatred in his heart, and it seems that this blood feud can only be borne by him!

Han Xing clenched his fists, took a deep breath, looked up at his grandfather and asked, "The broken bell you just talked about, but how many years has it been hanging on the old willow tree at the head of the village and no one cares about it?"

"Exactly!" replied in a faint voice.

Han Xing began to breathe heavily, his eyes turned red again, and he said to himself: These bastards, aren't they looking for the treasures that fell from the sky when the fairy realm was cracked, why did they kill the whole village in order to break the bell in one bite?

He felt very strange about this, and he really couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that Han Xing was puzzled, Grandpa gasped for a few breaths, his long beard kept trembling, he tried to open his eyes whose pupils were about to dissipate, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know, at noon, a group of cultivators entered the village and asked if they had ever seen something falling from the sky, and someone couldn't stand the torture, so they pointed to this bell." ”

"I don't know that the broken bell hanging upside down at the head of the village has an extraordinary origin, but it is something that flew out of the mountains many years ago, not a ...... that fell from the sky today."

Originally, I don't know what year, from the 100,000 mountains flew down a cast into a bell-shaped green copper tripod, but the body of the tripod is rotten and rusty, only the central part of the pot lid size is still complete, densely engraved with yin and yang runes, the middle part is also inlaid with some paintings of ancient relics, but the scripture and the picture have been blurred.

At that time, the elders of the village gathered everyone to study, but they didn't see the truth, they all thought that the tornado had sucked the tripod from other places, and they didn't think so. Anyway, there was a big bell at the head of the village, so he simply hung this tripod upside down on the old willow tree at the head of the village.

Since then, the bell has been replaced by the Ding, and whenever there is something in the village, the bell and Ding will be knocked on and the villagers in the clan will be convened to discuss the matter.

It's just that today, this group of cultivators has just approached the village, but this big bell is not the same as in the past, in addition to not knocking on themselves, from the large fragments of the preserved pot lid emitted one bronze glow after another, and the runes on it also jumped out like entities, constantly changing, forming a large cyan mysterious halo, protecting the village in the diffuse.

It took a lot of effort for everyone to break through the mysterious halo and enter the village. Seeing this Zhong Ding's miracle, this group of cultivators thought that the villagers were lying, and insisted that this Zhong Ding broke out of the wall of the Ancient Immortal Domain, and it was something that fell from the sky today.

Several monks worked together to seal the bell with a spell to take the bell away, but they were injured by the blue light that shot out from the mysterious bell.

For fear of leaking the news and being obtained by other monks who came to hunt for treasures, the man with the tattoo on his arm ordered the slaughter of the village, and the monks even burned the house clean with a fire, and saw that there was no more life, so they set up the rainbow and returned to the sect to report to the head of the sect, so as to send another strong man to pick up the Zhongding......

After the grandfather finished speaking, he suddenly felt the discomfort in his chest like turning over the river and the sea, and the severe pain hit him, knowing that Shicai was smoked by the fire, which aggravated the old disease, and his life was not long.

Looking at his grandfather, Han Xing lowered his head in pain, and just as he leaned over, the piece of Creation Immortal Jade hanging on his chest swung out, and his grandfather saw it at a glance in an instant.

"You...... What is it on your chest, and why does it look so familiar?

Han Xing didn't dare to disobey his grandfather's wishes, so he obediently took off the piece of Creation Immortal Jade from his neck and handed it over.

"Grandpa, this is what I fell from the sky when I was collecting medicine, I picked it up, I thought it was beautiful, so I hung it on my chest, and I also named it 'Creation Immortal Jade'. ”

"Creation Immortal Jade?"

Grandpa took the Creation Immortal Jade in his hand, looked at it repeatedly, and the more he looked at it, the more solemn his face turned into consternation, and finally he let out a trembling and screaming voice: "Oh my God...... Is this true? Why is it exactly the same as what is written in the book? Is it a prophecy... How's that good?" said at the end, with a dizziness in front of his eyes...... And the man fainted again!

What could make Grandpa faint again? Han Xing suddenly felt that the situation was wrong!

He hurriedly grabbed his grandfather's shoulder and shook it and shouted, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Wake up, what do you see?"

At this moment, the sky has completely darkened, and a round of blood moon hangs high in the air, and the moonlight blends with the blood and water on the ground, transforming into blood-colored red rays, all of which are absorbed by the moonlight!