The courtyard was deep, the shade was like a cover, and the man covered with blood under the ancient tree, his black hair turned white in an instant, but his expression was indescribably painful, standing with his hands in his hands, and he looked helplessly at the bloody young man in front of him with a face full of self-blame. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The young man looked to be only about fifteen, covered in blood, not a single one of them was intact, he had already lost his breath, lying gloomily under the ancient tree, accusing the heavens, cursing to the ground, and silently crying that life was so fragile.

There are cicadas swaying in the depths of the leaves, but the heaven and earth are even more silent, and the noise and annoyance outside the tribe seem to have not broken the tranquility of the tribe for a long time.

Iron Blood sighed helplessly, two lines of turbid tears were left, and two traces were imprinted on the vicissitudes of life: "Ling'er, it's all to blame for not holding you back, failing to stop you from going, so that you fell into the trap, blame me, I'm sorry for the clansmen, I'm not worthy of being your father, Hongxue, you are so vicious, you are not the kind you at all." ”

The boy was bleeding quietly, without making a sound, and it was impossible to make a sound, he lay under the old tree, without a pulse.

There was a wind blowing, the leaves were faintly sounding, and suddenly a figure swept down from the treetops like a bird, coming like an arrow, landing silently, it was actually a short and concise man in black. Under the tights of the man in black, the muscles were embedded in the whole body like iron plates, and every inch was tense, really like a bow and crossbow in the box, and it was about to explode.

Iron-blooded eyes were not surprised, just glanced at him lightly, and did not speak, as if he had known that the man in black was standing there.

The man in black suddenly laughed and said: "Iron-blooded patriarch, it's really the mountain that has collapsed in front of me and my face has not changed, I, Ye Xiaotian, have heard of the name a long time ago, and today I finally opened my eyes." ”

The iron and flesh didn't move, and said coldly: "The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and the Lord of the Leaf Valley can be said to be scheming and lurking deeply!"

Ye Xiaotian looked at the young man lying without air, showed a pity in his eyes, and said: "I, Ye Xiaotian, am above board, never sneaky in doing things, and have no grievances with my predecessors, why should I be lurking." ”

The iron-blooded nose came out with cold air, and said: "A good one is bright and fair, and a good one is never sneaky, so you are dressed like this in the daytime, is it bright and fair?"

Ye Xiaotian was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly explained: "The iron-blooded predecessor has been hidden for many years, and he didn't want to come to disturb, but the world is changing, and the quicksand valley in the Five Great Dao Sect is declining day by day, as the person in charge of the eight-hundred-mile quicksand valley, he can't watch the clan be wiped out, so he has to temporarily borrow the jade slip of the ancient spirit clan from the iron-blooded predecessor to help my son Ye Han win the top of the star chess list. ”

Iron Blood snorted coldly: "Borrow the jade slip, it sounds good, why bother beating around the bush, why don't you just say take my life, cut open the dantian, and snatch the jade slip." ”

The iron-blooded murderous aura suddenly rose, and said: "I have been in the world for many years, and I don't interfere in the red dust, the dispute between the five great avenue sects is a red dust matter, and it has nothing to do with me, but you greedy people, for the sake of the damn jade Jane, you have to set off a bloody storm, and you don't change your dead nature, and destroy my people, damn it!." ”

Ye Xiaotian is not the kind of cowardly person, who swears not to give up until he reaches his goal, and said: "Although the Five Great Dao Sect is a matter of red dust, have you forgotten the predecessors? Thirty years ago, the royal palace of the Chu State was competing for the Fire Spirit Bead and the Jade Jane, and the Jiang clan was almost wiped out, was it your father who sacrificed his life to protect you to escape?"

Of course, Iron Blood did not forget the battle for Jade Jane back then, which led to most of the clansmen being killed, in order to avoid the pursuit and killing of various factions, he used a trick to hide from the sky and the sea, and faked his death to escape from the mountains and forests, he said in a low voice, and said: "Ling Zun was well aware of the righteousness back then, and the love of sacrificing his life, I have no teeth to forget, but the birth of Jade Jane will cause a bloody storm and rain, no!

Iron Blood clenched his double-edged sharp fork and said angrily: "If it weren't for Ling Zun's kindness back then, and it wasn't certain that you participated in the massacre of the entire village, I wouldn't have allowed you to say the second sentence a long time ago." ”

Ye Xiaotian got the word "can't", and he understood that he could only grab it hard, he protected his body with aura, and shouted: "Offended! senior!"

Iron Blood, as the name suggests, is like an iron-like tough guy, but he has been eaten away by the years, and he is not as strong and powerful as he was back then. He waved his bloodstained beast robe, blocked the attack, and said, "Lord Ye Gu is good at cultivating, breaking the peak of the Spirit Realm, yes, since you want Jade Jian so much, then let's go to the next life!"

Iron Blood didn't want Yu Jian to enter the red dust and set off a storm, so naturally he would not agree to Ye Xiaotian's request, but he knew the strength of Ye Xiaotian in the Eight Hundred Miles Quicksand Valley, plus he had already been hit hard before, although the dantian was displaced, it still hurt his vitality, and his strength was greatly reduced.

So, he was ready to detonate his body, destroy the jade slip, mobilize the aura of his whole body to quickly gather the dantian, ignite the aura fire, and burn the jade slip.

Ye Xiaotian was frightened by the impulsive act of iron and blood, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't!"

The sky has a different color, and the sky is blue, showing a patch of red.

It is in this treacherous sky that a pair of ancient jade chessboards are suspended in it, and the chess pieces on the board are black and white, checking and balancing each other, and it seems that the Hongmeng universe is being laid out.

An old man in a shabby Taoist robe stroked his beard and sighed: "Outside the robbery, black is white, white is black, I lost!"

Sitting on the opposite side of the chessboard was an old man with a dragon head, dressed in black, and said with a smile: "Daozu, if you don't lose in chess, your heart will stop water." ”

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, and they all turned their eyes to Hongchen, their fingers were full of strength, shooting out two rays of light, one black and one white, with a long sigh, and disappeared into the flow of time and space.

The black light was rampant and invincible, rolling up the fluid of time and space, piercing the fat body, polishing back and forth, first peeling off the fur, revealing the flesh and limbs, and then piercing the flesh and blood, shaving the bones and filings, and completely destroying the body.

The white light is soft and slow, and it enters when it encounters a hole, carrying the qi of Hongmeng, beating the soul essence, carving back and forth, first burning the remnants, forcing out the soul essence, and then beating in every possible way, reshaping the soul, and pouring into the power of the sun.

After countless years of tempering, the white light and black light dimmed one after another, and a golden soul spirit slowly rose, proudly in the flow of time and space, emitting a trembling sound that shook the Hongmeng universe.

"Click"

The time flow channel couldn't resist the impact of the power of the sun, and a small hole was torn open. In an instant, the spirit rushed out, shuttled to the vast unknown world, and floated in the universe.

The jade slip at the iron-blooded dantian was burned by the aura fire, but instead of shattering, it emitted bursts of spiritual light, soaring into the sky.

The wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and two rays of light shot out from the nine heavenly clouds, one black and one white, and shot down.

It didn't take long for a golden soul spirit to fly down through the sky and burrow into the breathless boy's body at an extremely fast speed. The power of the sun nourishes every bone and vein, and the flesh and blood of the bite are revived, healing, and not even a single wound remains.

The resurrected body did not stop, greedily devouring the pure aura released by the jade jian, and sucking the vitality of the nearby flowers and trees, causing a large number of trees to turn black and die.

Ye Xiaotian's face changed greatly, staring at the young man on the ground, his face turned blue with shock, and said: "The power of the sun, the body of disaster, the body of disaster that is rare in 10,000 years, damn, it's really unlucky, this time it's more auspicious." ”

Iron Blood's eyes changed color, and he said in a trembling voice: "Quickly send spiritual energy to stop the attack of the catastrophic body, otherwise, everything will be over." ”

Ye Xiaotian used the powerful aura of his body to suppress the devouring power released by the body of calamity. Beads of sweat the size of beans hung on his forehead unconsciously, and the mental consumption was particularly large.

"Ahh

The body of calamity trembled violently, and all living beings within a radius of ten zhang were sucked into life, turning dead wood to ashes, and scorched black replaced green.

Ye Xiaotian finally couldn't resist the powerful devouring power of the body of disaster, screamed miserably, and was sucked alive, turning into a pool of blood, and paying for his life.

After sucking the essence of human blood, the body of calamity reopened the blood pipes, quieted down, and everything was quiet again.

The black and white light faded away, and the forest wind blew, carrying with the scorched black dead leaves, which made people feel cold.

After a long time, the wind stopped, Jiang Ling slowly opened his eyes, looked at the bright world, and muttered to himself: "Am I dead? This is Elysium! No, it can't be Elysium, a sad dead fat man like me will definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

"Silly boy, what are you talking nonsense, it's my fault, it's all my fault, I'm not worthy of being your father.... Patriarch. ”

Iron and blood supported the oil-dried body and stroked the young man's forehead, as if he was relieved to contribute the essence of his whole body to suppress the outbreak of the catastrophic body.

"Patriarch?", Jiang Ling's thoughts quickly recalled, and he thought to him: "Yes, I was a fat man in my previous life, and my spirit has been reincarnated, yes, now I am Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling, a fifteen-year-old boy of the Jiang clan." ”

"Iron-blooded Patriarch, what's wrong with you?"

Iron and blood supported his body, raised his dead hand, raised a short knife and inserted it into the dantian, and took out a piece of crystal clear jade slip with both hands, pulled it over Jiang Ling, sealed his acupoint, and made him unable to move.

As soon as Yu Jian touched Jiang Lingdantian, she immediately drilled into it, as if she had found a new carrier and signed a new contract, and disappeared. The iron-blooded aura of his life went on a rampage, opened up Jiang Ling's second vein, and broke the confinement of not being able to become a spiritual cultivator.

Jiang Ling couldn't move, he was sealed dumb acupoint, his two eyes swirled in grief, tears of pain flowed out of his eyes, his body trembled, and his face was depressed.

Iron Blood finished the last procedure of the transmission of gong, collapsed to the ground, clicked on Jiang Ling's acupoint, and said: "From now on, you are a spiritual cultivator, live well in this dangerous continent, don't go to the Pavilion of Desperate Love, never see Hongxue, and collect the love letter." ”

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in a trembling voice: "Protect Yu Jian, your Yang Physique, the world will definitely not tolerate it, go down the mountain immediately! Go to the Star Chess Academy, defeat the Five Great Dao Sect, get the top spot in the Star Chess Pavilion, watch the eternal chess game, comprehend the heavenly machine, enter the royal palace to find the fire spirit bead, and completely suppress the body of disaster." ”

Jiang Ling cried bitterly, lay on the ground, supported the iron blood who collapsed to the ground, the sound of rain gathered, and said: "Patriarch, don't leave me, I haven't seen my parents since I was a child, I was discriminated against, you raised me, you have always protected me, you have taken care of me in every way, and you did not let me be hurt, you are my dearest person, don't leave me, I can't bear you, I don't want you to die, don't die." ”

Iron Blood smiled with relief: "You are not an orphan, no, you are alone, you must understand, I am not an immortal, early death and late death are going to die, don't be sad, death is a must be faced in life, after living for so long, after the twists and turns of the red dust, I have long looked down on it, remember, the red dust is sinister, don't let people know about your disaster body, Ling'er, can you call me a father?"

Jiang Ling's eyes were dripping with tears, and he kept every word in his heart, and shouted three times: "Dad, Dad, Dad"

He held on tightly to the iron blood that was almost out of breath, looked at the black clothes on the ground, and asked, "Dad, what is the origin of the master I sucked? Is it the Hongxue who slaughtered the clansmen? I want to avenge you and avenge the clansmen." ”

Iron Blood smiled bitterly, his face gradually turned blue, his eyes closed, and said: "A generation of heroes, Qimen Dunjia, he is ......"

Before he finished speaking, Iron Blood closed his eyes and left forever with love and hatred for Hongxue and concern for Ling'er.

Jiang Ling endured the grief in his heart, gritted his teeth and dug in the mountains behind the village for several days and nights, grinding out a few large blood blisters on his fingers, his eyes were swollen, and he had dug more than a dozen hoes, and finally dug more than a hundred pits.

He mourned in his heart, carried out the corpses of his people, cleaned them of the blood, buried them, and erected a monument on each grave. The stone tablet is not engraved with the name of the clansmen, but the word killing is engraved with a sword. Killing, killing, killing, more than a hundred killings, and the endless hatred gradually made the boy's heart heavy.

He looked up and seemed to hear a hundred souls weeping, saying:

"Go down, go down the mountain, from now on the four seas are your home, heaven and earth are your bed, never come back, go, avenge us." ”

Jiang Ling shed tears, buried the Iron Blood Patriarch and the clansmen, and left the tribe in the middle of the night with Yu Jian and Iron Blood's last words before he died.

He said the strongest voice in his heart to the scimitar-like moon: "I want to live, I want to become stronger, I want to avenge my people, I want to kill the man named Hongxue with my own hands." ”

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