In a dilapidated hut in the outer hall, the dim light shone on the equally dilapidated bed, and it was dim.

Faintly, a figure curled up on the small broken bed, shivering. He bit a severed piece of wood in his mouth, and a trace of blood red appeared on his body. The blood-red light was like a meteor flying brightly, rapidly transmitting under the skin. Every flicker made the thin figure tremble, and a large amount of sweat poured out frantically, wetting the little broken bed!

A pair of eyes, with wisdom and persistence, stared at the wall. On the wall, a small painting hangs, on which are written two lines: High ambition, proud of three thousand bones, hard work, one million perseverance! These two lines were left to him by his father, and he has always taken this as his motto to inspire himself, let himself live, and persevere forever!

He is arrogant and arrogant, although he can't cultivate, but he is well-read, and he knows a lot about Qimen Dunjia and formation pills. No cultivator would use this to pass the time like him. Although he is called a cultivator, he is a cultivator who is not a cultivator. His strength is very weak, and he hasn't even stepped into the four realms of the day after tomorrow, but if he is given time to set up the formation, it will be a different situation. I don't know how high his formation attainment is, but he can't refine the formation flag, and many methods can't be used.

The sky was bright, and a glimmer of light fell on the dilapidated hut and sprinkled on Long Aoxue's body. A trace of blood red disappeared, making his skin pale as snow. The thin body, although it hides an unyielding soul, is more helpless.

Long Aoxue took out the broken wood in his mouth, and the smell of blood permeated him, making him almost vomit. Holding back the discomfort in his heart, he slowly walked out of the hut and came to the well in front of the hut. I took a bucket of water, drenched it from beginning to end. The cool well water made him shiver. But his mind was unprecedentedly clear.

Sitting cross-legged, a roll of bamboo slips fell into his hand, and with the newborn rising sun, Long Aoxue learned like this.

Although Long Aoxue has a stubborn illness, he is mentally resolute and never gives up. He was well-read, but he was actually trying to find a solution. Every morning is the time for him to work hard. And his small courtyard is also covered by formations.

In his courtyard, the formation is not very strong, but if it is not innate, it will definitely not be able to enter. At this point, he is still a little confident. With a faint smile, Long Aoxue was immersed in the joy of gaining knowledge.

In the square of the Long family, some children are practicing their own methods. Some people are practicing boxing techniques, some are practicing internal strength on their knees, some are pinching and urging the Dao method, in short, they are all practicing. They cultivate their own flesh in their own way. A person's body is said to contain a lot of things. However, it cannot be opened until a certain extent.

However, all cultivators must start cultivating from the day after tomorrow. Entering the acquired realm, polishing the flesh strongly, and stepping into the innate is the beginning of a true cultivator. If you can't do this, you can only be regarded as a martial artist.

In the center of the square, there are three tall figures. Long Aoming, Long Aoxing and Long Aotian are like the moon guarded by the stars, which looks so dazzling. The three of them are extremely talented, although they are only fifteen or sixteen years old, they have all reached the peak of the day after tomorrow. Of course, there is a difference between the acquired peak. Long Aoming is obviously much stronger than the other two.

Long Aoxue, in a different way, he was thin and short, although he was thirteen years old, but he still looked like he was seven or eight years old. His eyes, as clear as snow, glanced around, and then found a place to do it.

Operating the magic passed down by the clan, he carefully sensed the aura between heaven and earth. The aura entered the body, and his tired body and mind gradually relaxed. Every day after reading the book, he would come to this martial arts arena to practice. It's a pity that the body of blood and fire makes him unable to absorb aura. After the aura entered his body, he was burned by the blood fire in his blood, and he didn't know where he ran away.

However, Long Aoxue didn't care. He ran the magic technique again and again, and the aura entered his body, refining his thin body. Long Aoxue found that although this method was a bit slow, it could make his body stronger.

Although the blood and fire tormented him from time to time, it also made his mind like iron and his body was not weak. Don't look at his thinness, his strength is not small. Of course, this is compared to ordinary people, not to the children of the Long family who can cultivate.

Once cultivated, especially after stepping into the acquired realm, the strength will surge a lot, which can be called infinitely powerful!

After running the method again and again, Long Aoxue felt the ease of his body and mind. I don't know how long it took for him to open his eyes. What caught my eye was a few pairs of playful eyes. Long Aoxue was not surprised, and he was almost accustomed to it.

In front of him, there were three people, several guys of the same generation. Long Aoxi, Long Aoti and Long Aonu, these three guys like to slap horses and bully the weak. However, they had already cultivated to the third realm of the four realms of the day after tomorrow, the blood realm, and their strength was not too weak.

The four realms of the day after tomorrow, skin, flesh, blood, and bones, only after completing these four kinds of refining can it be regarded as a great achievement.

Long Aoxue slapped the ground, jumped up in relay, and wanted to escape back to his courtyard. As long as they are in their own small courtyard, they are definitely not their opponents. It's a pity that his strength is really a little unsatisfactory.

Long Aoxi often smiled, but Long Aoxi was angry but had a straight face, and the two of them shook their bodies and stopped Long Aoxi.

Long Aoxi smiled strangely: "Proud blood, it's not right for you to do this. Brother is kind enough to come to see you, how can you say goodbye without saying goodbye?" he stepped forward, his muscles rhythmic, high bulge, giving people a feeling of infinite strength.

Long Ao snorted angrily and didn't speak. As for Long Aoti, he walked over, separated the two, and said, "Aoxue, brother, I have recently made some breakthroughs, I don't know if you can accompany me to practice?" After speaking, he didn't allow Long Aoxue to say more, and slapped it with one palm.

This palm is simple and direct, but it has a terrifying power that can overwhelm the dragon's proud blood.

Long Aoxue sighed in his heart, if he didn't get beaten today, he wouldn't be able to survive. With a flick of his arm, he drew a circle and stood in front of him. Long Aoxue also learned the palm technique, which is called the soft palm. The soft palm overcomes the rigid with the soft, which is a good martial art. With the comprehension of Long Aoxue's blood, he has naturally completely eaten this martial art and displayed it, which is quite a demeanor of everyone.

It's a pity that Long Aoti's strength is too strong, beyond his scope of overcoming rigidity with softness.

Long Aoxue only felt a shock in his arm, and watched as Long Aoti's big hand reached over and slapped it on his chest. With a pop, Long Ao's blood spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down. Long Aoti laughed, very hideous.

Long Aoti has just broken through to the bone realm of the four realms of the day after tomorrow, and his strength has changed drastically, so he naturally doesn't need a second move to deal with Long Ao's blood. Except for Long Aoming, there are not many people in his generation who can surpass him.

Four more to be exact. Long Aofang, Long Aoqing, Long Aoxu and Long Aowu, these four people are all the strength of the Bone Realm, and they are only below the three of Long Aoming. Now, to add him Long Aoti.

Long Aoti glanced around with satisfaction, looking at the surprised crowd, full of self-satisfaction and joy. That's what he wanted. Long Aoti glanced at Long Aoming secretly, and his heart was hot. He believed that he would one day reach that height. Long Aoti is indeed something to be proud of, he is at the age when he reaches the Bone Realm, similar to Long Aoming.

If he continues to work hard, he may become the second Long Aoming. It's a pity that he doesn't know Long Aoming, and he doesn't know how terrible Long Aoming is. The only people who have fought with Long Aoming are Long Aoxing and Long Aotian.

Even if they were as proud as the two of them, they were all convinced by Long Aoming, and they had no other thoughts.

Long Aoti turned around, looked at Long Aoxue who had climbed up, and said disdainfully: "You are worthy of being the first waste of the Long family, after such a long time, you have not even entered the four realms of the day after tomorrow, it really makes me ashamed!"

Long Aoxue's face was expressionless, he had encountered such a scene many times, and he had already become numb. In fact, Long Aoxue's injuries were not so serious. Blood fire not only incinerates the power he has gained, but also other forces that have invaded his body. Long Aoti's blow only started to hurt him a little. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and he was fine!

Long Aoxue resolutely turned around, walked into the library pavilion, changed a book, returned to his small courtyard, and continued to study. He reads no matter what the book is. He firmly believes that the endless road will inevitably leave him with a glimmer of life.

Long Aoxue, when he first started, he studied medicine, but unfortunately, he found nothing. Then he turned to the pill, but he still got nothing. By now, he's read too many books. There are three floors in the library pavilion, and the first floor, he has basically finished reading it.

Although he didn't know why, he also knew that there was no restriction on him from the Library. Perhaps because of guilt, or perhaps because of indebtedness, the Long family opened the library to Long Aoxue. The Library Pavilion has three floors, and it hides the knowledge that the entire Kaiyue City envies.

Long Aoxue is now reading the books on the second floor. With the first layer of books as a foundation, he can understand the content of this second layer. Otherwise, he really can't do it. Unfortunately, this does not turn into his strength.

Long Aoxue did not give up, the books on the second layer were far less than there were on the first floor, he was not slow to read, and the harvest was still too little. I entered the library again and again, and looked at those unknown books again and again.

Long Aoxue's efforts were naturally seen by many elders of the Long family. Even Long Daoxiong wanted to help him. It's a pity that Long Daoxiong himself can't solve this problem. Long Daoxiong knew some information about the stubborn disease of blood and fire, but he couldn't say it. He was waiting, waiting for Long Aoxue to find out for himself. He didn't want to hide anything.

Still, his heart is a little complicated. If Long Ao's blood can be cultivated, alas...... To be continued

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