Above the distant sky, in the midst of a round of red light, the scorching light poured down and fell straight into the majestic green mountains.

The mountains are very steep, and the dense mist covers them, and even if the sunlight wants to penetrate the mist and reach the bottom of the green mountains, it is quite difficult. Surrounded by mountains, a majestic solitary peak stands up.

On the lonely peak, a stream of water slowly descended, and when it entered the mountainside of the lonely peak, the water flow became extremely rapid, and a waterfall with huge momentum was formed.

In the center of the pool below, a natural boulder stands horizontally, and on the boulder, a young man of about fifteen or sixteen years old sits cross-legged, above his head, the water of the waterfall continues to flow down, impacting his back, and his upper body shows a bit of bronze that does not match his age. The water splashed, blurring the vision of others, and at the same time, it was impossible to see his face clearly.

At the edge of the waterhole, there stood a young man of a similar age, and this young man held a wheelchair in both hands. The young man was dressed in cloth clothes, and it seemed that he was the servant of the young man in the pool, but the trace of elite gaze in his eyes from time to time did not match his identity.

"Young Master!"

Cheer softly, breaking the silence.

The young man on the boulder in the waterhole trembled slightly, and outside his body, suddenly a faint silver air flow quickly spread out, blocking the impact of the water flow violently, his hands slammed the boulder, and his figure was like a young eagle, straight into the sky, and finally landed on the wheelchair in the shake.

"Young master, it's more than a quarter of an hour yesterday. The young man had just sat down firmly in the chair, and the young man in cloth behind him said respectfully.

"More than ten minutes?" said the young man in the wheelchair, unable to hear any emotion.

"Chen Wu!" The young man slowly raised his head, and under the slight water curtain, a delicate, but extremely resolute face was clearly presented. The wheelchair swayed, and the young man said to the man behind him: "In one month, I'll be sixteen years old, right?"

"Young Master?" The bland question made Chen Wu's heart panic inexplicably, "Young Master, even if you reach sixteen, there are still two years to go, don't give up, you will be fine!"

The young man smiled lightly, but he was a little bitter, took the clothes handed over by Chen Wu, and after putting them on, he said lightly: "Push me back!"

"Yes!" Chen Wu didn't say much, pushing the young man along the narrow mountain road, walking slowly.

This boy can't walk on his legs!

Although the mountain road is rugged and the surrounding scenery is unique, the two of them at this time may be accustomed to seeing the scenery here, or they have a vague conversation, and they are not in a good mood.

In the mountains and forests, the breeze blew, causing layers of ripples like water waves in this slightly narrow space.

The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the scenery in the distance, he looked extremely strong before, but at this moment, he felt a little weak...

"Chen Wu, you go back first, let me be alone and think about it!"

"Young Master..."

The young man waved his hand, and when Chen Wu rushed to his throat, he swallowed it back again, so he had to dodge into the mountains and forests next to him, and disappeared in an instant.

"This kid, in the past three years, his cultivation has made great progress! I'm afraid he has reached the stage of impacting qi gathering, right? At the age of fourteen, he reached the realm of qi gathering, and he can be regarded as a genius in this starless continent!"

The young man smiled faintly, and his gaze was cast forward, and his gaze was clouded and misty at the first place.

Talented?

Once upon a time, he was synonymous with genius, and like all the junior disciples of the mountain villa, he began to cultivate at the age of three, but when others were just stepping on the edge of cultivation, his cultivation was already like an eagle, soaring, unstoppable, not to mention the same generation in the family, even some older brothers, and even the older generation of figures, in front of him, they could only look at the mountains and sigh.

However, now, he is still a genius, and his cultivation has not fallen much, but the word genius has been added in front of the word mutilation!

Thinking of this, the young man gently patted himself and still had a slight feeling, but his legs were unable to walk, and the bitter arc at the corners of his mouth was incomparably expanded.

The young man's name is Chen Ziyan, in his previous life, he was a world-renowned generation of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and after an accidental death, his soul crossed to this continent. Because of this reason, he felt that he had no roots and no place on this continent, so he attached great importance to this legendary family relationship.

As he grew older, he gradually adapted to this bizarre happening, and the memories of his previous life, perhaps in his mind, became extremely blurred because of the passage of time, and the only thing he did not forget was his Chinese medicine skills.

It was with this that he was able to make Chen Wu just within the ordinary range, and open up his meridians in the way of golden needles crossing the acupoints, so that he had an extraordinary talent in cultivation.

And himself, because of the soul crossing, the double soul superimposition, making his soul power extremely powerful, in cultivation, has superhuman talent. With the memory of the previous life, a body of traditional Chinese medicine, in this world, it is very unique, with the wealth of another world, used in this world, and then have a unique vision, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is fine!

Therefore, it also confirmed his name as a genius.

Over the years, in the final analysis, Chen Ziyan has also attributed his own reasons to the matter of soul crossing.

People have three souls and six spirits, the three souls are the main heaven and earth, and the six souls are the intelligent and energetic elites, so that the party constitutes the integrity of a person!

And now Chen Ziyan, maybe there were some accidents in the process of soul crossing, after being reborn, his soul actually left a soul and a soul, barely maintaining his surname.

This is a world where martial arts have been multiplied to the extreme, everyone focuses on cultivation, and if they want to get out of the world, get glory, wealth, and power, cultivation is the only shortcut, so on the starless continent, the cultivation of martial arts has become a common thing for everyone.

Martial arts cultivation is divided into two types: martial arts and martial arts. The level is from low to high, the fourth order of the human king and emperor is one and twelve levels, and in this way, it already contains all the cultivation modes on the continent!

It is conceivable that in such a world of strength, a teenager with a crippled soul and a short lifespan has to face heavy pressure, especially if he is born in a family, this pressure is especially heavy!

In the past life and this life, it is also a mentality close to the old man's year, Rao is like this, and it is difficult to ignore the hot and cold world....

"It's only been two years?" Looking at the floating white clouds, Chen Ziyan smiled bitterly.

"Perhaps, God let me come to this world, it was just an accident, and now that the accident has passed, it is time to take me back. Chen Ziyan was interested, turned his wheelchair, slowly moved forward along the path, and sighed lightly, "Sister Ziwei, where are you now, how can you live?"

This place where Chen Ziyan was reborn, there are only a few people who can worry about him!

He exhaled a deep breath of sulk, and suddenly, the wheelchair stopped, and Chen Ziyan didn't reply, and drank softly: "Since you're here, why hide and hide?"

In the woods next to him, there was a slight float, and in the sound of shuttle, a middle-aged man jumped out, looked at Chen Ziyan's back, and asked lightly, "Are you leaving the villa?"

"Knowingly asked!" Chen Ziyan still didn't look back, but his expression changed a little.

"Ziyan, you still have two years to go, why don't you stay in the villa, your father won't give up on you. The middle-aged man laughed dryly, strode forward, and came to the opposite side of Chen Ziyan.

"I'm afraid that's not what you think in your heart, right?" Facing the middle-aged man, Chen Ziyan's face instantly returned to flatness, "In two years, if I show my strength once, the reputation of the villa will be greatly improved, and this is what you or those elders are really trying to do, right?"

"Chen Ziyan?" was pushed by the middle-aged man's tone, which was neither soft nor hard, and suddenly became a little gloomy, "Don't forget, you are also a member of the villa." ”

"Really?" Chen Ziyan showed a faint sarcasm on his face, looking at the face that seemed not angry and arrogant, quite majestic, and looked distressed at the moment, and sneered: "Why is it that after my body has a problem, what I feel is never the warmth that my family gives me, but the cold indifference!"

"No matter what, you are a member of the Lodge, and doing anything for the Lodge is a must. Without my permission, you have to leave the villa without permission!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man shouted, his own huge momentum burst out at this moment, and the surrounding space suddenly caused a violent storm!

"Transforming the Five Heavens Realm!" Chen Ziyan shook his head and said coldly: "Chen Lie, my good father! It is undeniable that you have indeed done your best for the villa, but have you ever thought about losing the title of the owner of your village, and at the same time you are also a father, and over the years, you have done a qualified job for this identity?"

The middle-aged man named Chen Lie looked stunned, but in a blink of an eye, he regained his grandeur, "What do I do, I don't need your guidance, in short, without my permission, you don't want to leave the villa." ”

"Hmph!" Chen Ziyan's expression was awe-inspiring, and the white fan in his hand suddenly shook, and suddenly wisps of strong wind shot out of it.

Chen Lie's face changed, and his footsteps moved rapidly, avoiding the strong wind that shot at him.

"Whew!"

Where the strong wind hit, the woods, as if cut by a sharp blade, fell neatly from it, and immediately made a roaring sound, shaking the world!

"If I want to leave, Chenjia Villa, no one can keep me!"

Below Hong, the boy in the wheelchair has moved away, leaving only Chen Lie's embarrassed and somewhat unknown figure....

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