In the North Underworld, the sound in the martial arts arena was noisy, and a large group of people were practicing one-on-one. The sound of fists and feet colliding came from time to time, and the atmosphere was in full swing.

In the huge martial arts arena, a remote corner in the northeast corner was particularly deserted, only a thin figure kept hitting the wooden stake, and the sound of banging kept coming. The rounded stakes were now in tatters, and in the corners there were piles of stakes that had been completely damaged, and some of them were even rotten.

One punch, one kick, the thin figure kept repeating the simple and monotonous movements, and the immature face was covered with sweat. The light of the morning sun sprinkled on his naked upper body, and the sweat had accumulated a small spread on the ground, and I don't know how long he had been practicing here.

The sun gradually rose, the sun gradually became hot, and only two or three of the more diligent ones were still cultivating on the martial arts field, and the others had already left to do their own things. In the northeast corner, the blazing sun illuminated this remote corner, and the immature face was full of sweat and exhaustion, but the eyes were still firm. He was only about seven or eight years old, but he was very thin, shorter than people of the same age, his chest ribs were clearly visible, and his arms were very thin, but the muscles on his body were bulging one by one. Although he looks relatively thin, that body of muscles makes people can't ignore his explosiveness.

One punch and one kick, without the slightest fancy, simple and boring. Gradually, the sun rose, and the last two or three people in the martial arts arena were gone.

"Look over there, the third son is still practicing. ”

"Yes, the third prince is obviously more diligent than anyone in our house, but alas. ”

On the martial arts arena, there will be a few servants to clean up at the end of each day's training. At this point, it's them talking. And the object of discussion is the thin figure in the northeast corner.

And this thin figure is actually the third son of the North Underworld.

"That's right, it's clear that the third son was born a cultivation wizard, but heaven is evil."

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for the third prince to hear it, hurry up and work!"

A group of people nodded submissively, picked up brooms and cleaned up separately, but no one went to the corner of the third son. Because the servants who are cleaning here all know that that small corner is the exclusive corner of the three sons of the Northern Underworld, only occasionally someone will clean up the broken wooden stakes, and few people will take the initiative to go over. It's not because the third son has a very unreasonable personality. On the contrary, this third prince of the Northern Underworld treats everyone equally and does not discriminate against these servants. A long time ago, the third prince practiced ordinary fists and feet in this corner, and at that time, there would be servants who came to this corner to clean, and instead of annoying them for disturbing him, the third prince called his uncle and brother with a smile, and there was no emotion, and those servants also liked this approachable third prince very much. Later, those servants who cleaned up the martial arts arena were very conscious not to disturb the cultivation of the third prince, it was not requested by the third prince, but they were voluntary. At first there would be reprimands, but the servants would still be punished. Over time, this became a habit.

The sun was three poles up, and the blazing sun had risen in mid-air. Near noon, the figure of the third prince left the martial arts arena. Seeing the third prince leave, the servants who were still waiting to be cleaned in the corner couldn't help sighing, and without saying anything, they silently cleaned up the wooden stakes in the corner that were broken by the third prince one by one.

"The third son is good. ”

Walking all the way, when I saw the servants of the third prince, they would stop what they were busy with and greet him with a smile. And the third prince did not have the slightest temperament of the young master, and agreed with a smile one by one.

After a long day's travel, we finally came to the hall, where busy servants came and went, and plates of delicacies were placed on a round table in the center of the hall. And these servants also bowed down to greet the third young master without exception.

"Yan'er, are you done training, come and sit down for a while, it's time for lunch." ”

On the main seat of the hall, a middle-aged man with a warm smile saw Bei Mingyan walk in the door, and beckoned to him with a smile.

"Yes, Father. Bei Mingyan nodded in response, silently walked to the middle-aged man's side, and found a place to sit down. On Bei Mingyan's side, there were four or five men and women of greater or younger age chatting in a low voice on the side, and there were several ladies on the side, seeing Bei Mingyan approaching, there was an impatient look on his face. Seeing Bei Mingyan coming over, he only nodded lightly, as if he had said hello. Immediately ignored the smell of sweat, and was still chatting happily.

When "Yan'er" saw this scene, the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat had a stunned face, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Bei Mingyan.

"Father, I know. After all, you're the head of the family, and I know that. Bei Mingyan looked indifferent, and it seemed that he had already looked down.

"You are also brothers and sisters, what do you want your father to say? The head of the Bei Ying family, Bei Yingxiong, sighed helplessly, and could only pretend to scold, but the brothers and sisters of Bei Mingyan didn't care at all, and even the youngest boy still looked a little dissatisfied.

"Father, it's not that we ignore the third brother. As you know, the third brother was originally a cultivation wizard, but the accident two years ago"

"Shut up!" Bei Yingxiong's face became very ugly for a moment, and he scolded, interrupting the words of the youngest son. "Xiao Qi, I know you're uncomfortable, but there are some things you can't say casually. Your third brother has become what he is now, that is also the destiny of heaven, no wonder others. However, even if Yan'er becomes what she is now, you are not Yan'er's one-in-one. Just cultivating the sense of qi is like this, and your mind still needs to be honed a lot. ”

The boy known as Xiao Qi was dissatisfied, but when he saw the anger of Bei Mingxiong, he had to be submissive, but he was still very uncomfortable with Bei Mingyan being favored.

"It's all a waste, and you still take care of him like this. ”

I don't know who muttered, and the air instantly seemed to condense. Bei Mingxiong's face was very ugly, and his eyes glanced at Bei Mingyan who was speechless from time to time, for fear that Bei Mingyan would have some overreaction.

With a chuckle, Bei Mingyan turned his head indifferently and glanced at the person who muttered softly. This person is the mother of the seventh son who was reprimanded just now, and she is also a side house. On weekdays, he is arrogant and treats his subordinates like livestock, which has long caused the anger of the public. But no matter how you say it, it is the partial house of the head of the family, which can be regarded as an official wife, and everyone is not good at saying anything, which also makes this partial house more and more presumptuous.

"That's right, I'm really a waste now. But what qualifications do you have to talk about me? Where is your turn to talk about me? The heavens are not accustomed to seeing me, and the thunder of the sky will not kill me, even if the meridians are cut off inch by inch and I will be reduced to a wasted person, but I will definitely become a god in the flesh and become an untouchable existence for you. When that day comes, I will look down on the world without my father's protection, and who can help me!"

The indifference on Bei Mingyan's face was swept away, and the momentum of the world was magnificent. The immature face was unusually firm at the moment, as if he was no longer a seven or eight-year-old child at this moment, but a strong man full of confidence.

The surprise on Bei Yingxiong's face flashed, and he became very relieved. On the other hand, looking at the side room, his face became very ugly, as if he had swallowed a toad all the time, and his face was flushed

Two years ago, it was raining and rainy, and the naturally angry Bei Mingyan was training hard in the martial arts arena as always.

At this time, Bei Mingyan was only six years old, but his vitality had already reached the realm of the first yuan and one heavy heaven, far surpassing his peers. Cultivators cultivate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, Qi Sense Sense, Primordial Element, Pulse Channel, Body Protection, Soul Transformation, Divine Journey, Divine Transformation, Transformation Spirit, and Transcendent Nine Realms, each of which is divided into Nine Heavenly Realms and Small Realms.

Ordinary people begin to cultivate qi sense from the time when the meridians are first formed, and temper the body meridians that have just begun to develop through the cultivation of qi sense, so as to lay a better foundation for future cultivation. Most people start cultivating at the age of five, because this is the time when the body's meridians have just begun to develop and grow, and it is also the best time to cultivate.

Bei Mingyan was born with a rudimentary form of meridians, and since he was born, he had a sense of qi, and began to cultivate and absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to refine the meridians of his body. Ordinary people don't have the natural advantage of Bei Mingyan at all, and the cultivation time of Qi sense is generally relatively long, after all, it is the stage of laying the foundation, and no one can ignore it. And Bei Mingyan has a natural advantage, when others have just started to cultivate, Bei Mingyan has already reached the realm of the first Yuan and the First Heaven.

The dark clouds were rolling, the rain was gradually becoming stronger, and the others had already left the martial arts arena to hide from the rain, and only Bei Mingyan was still left in the martial arts arena to cultivate.

There were bursts of thunder, and thunder dragons shuttled through the dark clouds, but these did not affect Bei Mingyan's firmness in the slightest. Being able to have such a realm of strength at this age is not only because of Bei Mingyan's natural advantages, but also because of his hard work.

The raindrops the size of beans fell on Bei Mingyan's immature face, but they couldn't affect him in the slightest. Between the swings of fists and feet, the tiger is vigorous, and the momentum is quite not weak. The expression is focused, and the raindrops fall in the eyes without feeling anything, and the fists and feet do not stop. The raindrops were shattered by Bei Mingyan's fist, bringing up a strong wind. As soon as I stepped on it, there was a bang, and the paved floor was trampled on.

Click!

A thunder dragon with the thickness of a bowl slashed down, and the sound was deafening, and it happened to split on a tree around the martial arts arena. In a flash of lightning, half of the canopy of the tree had disappeared, and only half of the charred trunk was still burning with a raging fire, and the rain could not extinguish it.

The sudden change frightened Bei Mingyan, and when he turned his head to look over, he only saw that the remaining half of the scorched wood was still burning.

Bei Mingyan was Ling Ran in his heart. The power of heaven and earth is unshakable!

Bei Mingyan is not a person who does not know the general situation, although he is hardworking, he also knows how to examine the situation. This kind of thunderstorm weather is really not suitable for continuing to cultivate, so in desperation, I had to wipe the rain on my face and prepare to leave.

As soon as he raised his footsteps, Bei Mingyan instantly felt as if he was enveloped by a heavenly might, and his hair stood on end. The feeling of fear is like a newborn baby facing a peerless powerhouse, without the slightest resistance. Bei Mingyan's forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat, and under the shroud of heavenly power, he couldn't even take a step, and even moving it was a luxury, and he couldn't even tremble.

Thundered

Between the layers of dark clouds, arcs of electricity crossed like dexterous little snakes. It's just that the power contained in it is too terrifying.

Can't move

I just want to move, but I can't do it at all, as if I am imprisoned in place by heaven and earth, and that feeling is the feeling of being irreversible.

Rumble!

When the power of heaven descended, the world of Bei Shenyan instantly became blank, and he couldn't even think. The heavenly thunder with the thickness of the bowl mouth fell, and the moment the heavenly thunder fell, Bei Mingyan could only watch the thunder and lightning containing terrifying energy fall on the top of his head, and he couldn't do anything.

In an instant, Bei Mingyan lost all his senses, as if something was broken in his mind, and after that gentle pop, Bei Mingyan fell straight down.

This scene happened to be seen by the North Shadow Xiong who rushed over. The thunder and lightning that fell on the tree before made Bei Yingxiong's chest feel sullen, as if something bad was about to happen, he hesitated for a moment, and immediately rushed to the martial arts arena. The moment he came to the martial arts arena was the moment when Bei Mingyan was struck by thunder and fell to the ground.

At this time, Bei Yingxiong seemed to have lost his soul, and he just stood there stupidly, not knowing anything. The third son, who was his favorite on weekdays, was lying in front of him in scorched black, without a single intact place on his body, and even a wisp of green smoke was emitting. And he, as the head of the family, was powerless, his chest was instantly filled with sorrow, and he knelt on the ground in a daze.

Should we be sad, or should we be glad that Bei Mingyan's bones have not completely dissipated.

I don't know how long it took for Bei Mingxiong to react, and hurriedly came to the already scorched Bei Mingyan, and took luck to investigate the situation of his third son.

And a breath.

Bei Mingxiong's face flushed with excitement, and he hurriedly ran the Shengyuan, wrapped up the scorched black and completely distorted Bei Mingyan, and sent it to the Bei Yingfu Medicine Storehouse.

For a whole year, although Bei Mingyan was rescued, he remained asleep and breathless. Several pill masters in the Northern Hell Mansion have already concluded that the soul of the Northern Hell Yan has been shattered, and there is no possibility of awakening, so they can only hang this breath, and it is still unknown how long they can live. It is precisely because of this that Bei Mingyan's mother, who is also the wife of Bei Mingxiong, is depressed all day long, washing her face with tears. In just a year, he died because of excessive grief. For this reason, the North Shadow Male, who is in the prime of life, has gray hair overnight and is dozens of years old. Cultivators cultivate the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and the power of qi and blood is vigorous, reaching a realm that can only be looked up to like the Northern Underworld, and there is no problem in living for three or four hundred years, but because of this incident, it can be seen that his heart is sad.

In a year, his mother died, but Bei Mingyan suddenly improved, and his breath continued to increase until he woke up half a year ago, which was also the only time that Bei Mingxiong showed a smile since Bei Mingyan's accident.

After waking up and knowing what had happened, Bei Mingyan was unusually calm, and his face was only slightly sad when he mentioned his mother's death. The rest, as if they had known it for a long time.

Although he woke up, the current meridians of the North Hell Yan were broken inch by inch, and there was no possibility of repair. Even after a year and a half of coma, the power of heavenly thunder remaining in Bei Shenyan's body destroyed all the meridians that had been broken. In other words, the current Bei Mingyan has no meridians in his body at all, and there will be no more meridians in the future. The prototype has been completely destroyed, and in this life, there is no possibility of cultivating again.

However, Bei Mingyan didn't seem to care at all, just every day as before, he went to practice the most basic fists and feet in the martial arts field at a fixed time, and the daily cultivation time was even longer than before, more hard, and the cold and heat continued.

Now that the weather is hot, whenever he cultivates, Bei Mingyan will be naked. On his back, there was a very large, hideous dark red scar, which was the scar left by the lightning strike two years ago. Even though the rest of the body has been treated, there is only this one, and the pill masters in the Northern Hell Mansion have no way. The remnants of the power of heaven and earth are still unshakable.

And Bei Mingyan also accepted this reality, without even the slightest resistance.

This scar was left by the sky to Bei Mingyan, and he will always remember it. Because of this scar, my mother died of depression, and my father lost his head. Because the Northern Underworld is not in the mood to control the power struggle, the sphere of influence of the entire Northern Underworld Mansion is also slightly inferior to before. Bei Mingyan took all this to heart.

If the heavens want to be destroyed but not die, they will destroy the heavens to repay their grievances!

This book originated from reading books