"Why, my father wants to poison me, why? Why? Su Ran struggled to get up from the bed and staggered to the door.

Today is the day when the first sect of his Haotian Continent, Qingyun Sect, holds the coming-of-age ceremony of the young sect master.

A quarter of an hour ago, Su Ran was surrounded by the stars like the moon on the first day of the new generation of Haotian Continent, and a girl beside her gently wrapped Su Ran's forearm with a slender arm like fat jade, she was wearing a blue brocade long skirt, draped in a light cyan shawl, and her face was full of happy smiles.

She is the adopted daughter of her father Su Fenglin, the fiancée of Su Ran's childhood sweetheart, and the proud daughter of the sky, Wang Ningran.

Everything is so smooth in the coming-of-age ceremony, the banquet hall of the sect is splendid, the atmosphere is peaceful, push the cup and change the lamp, after tonight, he can officially take over the core affairs of the sect, and be taught the secret that the sect master and the successor of the sect master can cultivate.

Su Ran had already felt that the poison in his body quickly eroded into the five internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and the purple and black pus and blood overflowing from the seven orifices, knowing that he would definitely die this time, but he was unwilling, he didn't want to die like this without knowing why.

"Why do you do this to me, you must ask my father clearly" Su Ran roared in his heart, stumbled and pushed the door open, his consciousness gradually blurred, his right foot just stepped out of the door, his left foot tripped on the gilded threshold, plopped, fell to the ground, and lost consciousness.

Bang, a crisp sound of the jade bowl shattering, the freshly boiled ginseng soup spilled on the ground, steaming, Wang Ningran threw down the jade bowl and ran nervously to Su Ran.

"Brother Su Ran, what's wrong with you", Wang Ningran hurriedly helped up Su Ran, who was lying on the ground, and when he saw the bleeding face of the seven orifices, his face suddenly lost color. "Ahh

The next day, the news of the violent death of Su Ran, the young sect master of the Qingyun Sect and the pride of the sky, spread widely in the Haotian Continent, and some people said that Su Ran was practicing the exercises and bleeded to death; Some people say that he was assassinated by assassins, after all, some forces do not want to see such a genius grow up; What's even more outrageous is that he died on a woman's belly and was sucked out of Yuanyang.

The Qingyun Sect was silent about this, and only announced to the public that the young sect master was suffering from a hidden disease and died. Time flies, and perhaps no one cares about the truth, and no one mentions it anymore......

Time flies like a white horse, and it has been a hundred years in a blink of an eye.

Qingyun Tomb is located in the mountain behind Qingyun Sect, where the ancestors who made great achievements in Qingyun Sect and the high-ranking and noble people in the history of Qingyun Sect are buried.

In the northwest corner of Qingyun Tomb, an inconspicuous small tomb is engaged in barren grass, as if no one has cleaned it for many years, and the short tombstone made of black stone is full of dust, and the handwriting on the tablet can no longer be seen.

Standing next to the tombstone was a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with neat thick hair, a red and lovely goose egg face, and a pair of embarrassed eyes under her eyebrows, looking at a thin old man who was wearing a gray robe and exuding an eerie atmosphere.

"I said stinky old man, what are you bringing me to this small tomb for, I said, I want to refine the body of a strong man into a corpse puppet, you take me to those big tombs in the middle." With that, he raised his feet and walked towards the center of the cemetery.

"Be careful, princess, this is the forbidden place of the Qingyun Sect, full of formations and prohibitions", the old man flashed in front of the girl, leaving an afterimage.

"The princess is new to learning the art of refining corpses, I don't know the danger, Qingyun Sect is the first sect in the Haotian Continent, and Qingyun Tomb has buried countless strong people, with the princess's current cultivation in the Tongmai Realm, I am afraid that it will not be able to refine the corpses of the strong."

"Hmph, if you don't take me, I'll go by myself." The girl seemed to be a little unwilling, and wanted to move forward.

The old man's dry face showed a trace of helplessness, and he bowed and said: "Princess, slow, although this tomb is inconspicuous, but the owner of the tomb is the first day of the young generation of Haotian Continent a hundred years ago, Su Ran." ”

"According to historical records, this son was born with a sword body, and his cultivation is as easy as eating and drinking, and his cultivation is not high, but at the age of eighteen, his cultivation has reached the Divine Mystery Realm, which is the limit that the princess can control, and the second son is extremely talented during his lifetime, and his growth after refining into a corpse puppet is not bad, and he may not be able to achieve a corpse saint."

The girl's face changed when she heard this, and she cultivated to the Divine Mystery Realm at the age of eighteen, so she was afraid that only the little devil of the Hidden Demon Sect could be compared, so she no longer hesitated and said: "Just him, I hope it can surprise me."

"Yes, princess, when refining the corpse puppet, it needs to work best in a place where the yin qi is extremely heavy, and the compatibility is the highest, so we will cast spells here and fight quickly" The old man said and his body shook, and his thin fingers kept drawing mysterious runes, as if he was arranging an enchantment.

"Hmph, this is one more move, the Qingyun Sect is already a disaster to destroy the door, and they can't take care of themselves, who taught them that the young sect master has to rape and kill the daughter of the Xuanming Cave Cave Lord" The girl said disdainfully, looking at the direction of the Qingyun Sect's main hall over and over again, at this time, the Qingyun Sect's main hall has been captured by the Xuanming Cave, and the corpses are all over the field.

"The second-rate sect is not low-key, and it is to blame." The old man stopped casting spells, bowed down and said, "Princess, the old slave has laid an enchantment, and no one will notice the abnormality here, please cast a spell on the princess."

The girl shook her long skirt after hearing this, pulled out the white rainbow sword with her right hand, pulled out a sword flower, and shouted "hey" in a low voice, only to see the white rainbow sword burst out of a sword and slashed towards the grave.

Suddenly, the dust flew and clicked, as if the coffin lid had been broken, and when the dust settled, I saw a handsome young man in a gorgeous costume lying peacefully in the coffin, as if he had just died.

"The little one is quite handsome, and you will be mine from now on." The girl muttered quietly as she sat down cross-legged, a pair of slender jade hands flew up and down, and mysterious runes were drawn in the air, the runes were as black as ink, and the yin aura was gloomy, surrounding the sky above the young man's body.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on the girl's head, her originally red face also became bruised, and the yin qi around her was fluttering, which showed that she was a beginner in the art of corpse refining, and it was extremely difficult to refine a corpse puppet of the Divine Mystery Realm.

Finally, with all her might, the girl typed the last rune, and collapsed weakly on the ground, panting for breath.

"Princess, if you eat this Biluo Pill, you can quickly recover your vitality." The old man beside him hurriedly picked up the girl, took out a pill and handed it to her.

I saw that the dense runes surrounding the young man's body lit up, and the yin qi in the Qingyun Tomb was frantically used to be absorbed by the runes, and the runes became brighter and brighter, turning into two black rivers, one pouring into the sea of young people's knowledge, and the other into the hundreds of bones of the young man's limbs and the meridians of his whole body.

The young man's fingers moved slightly, and the thin old man was overjoyed when he saw it: "Princess, it's done, congratulations to the princess for refining the first corpse puppet, just wait for a while, the corpse puppet will form a corpse in the sea, and then establish a master-slave contract."

The girl and the old man were immersed in joy, and no one noticed that the jade pendant hidden in the boy's clothes flashed and disappeared into the sea of young people's knowledge.

The young man's originally empty and lifeless sea of knowledge suddenly shone brightly, and black runes converged into a river, stopping in the center of the sea of knowledge, spinning wildly; At the same time, a faint and unnoticed beam of light flew towards the most remote corner of Zhihai and disappeared.

"Why, father, why are you hurting me, I don't understand". Su Ran's spiritual sense shouted subconsciously, as soon as Su Ran lowered his head, he found that he was only in the state of spiritual consciousness, and he couldn't help but be shocked, the black runes that swirled wildly in the center of the sea of consciousness attracted Su Ran's attention. What's going on, and what's going on here?

I saw that in the vortex formed by the black runes, a corpse consciousness generated by yin qi was gradually formed, and it looked gloomy.

Su Ran was dumbfounded, looking at the scene in front of him, remembering the corpse puppet refining technique recorded in the classics, and muttered uncertainly: "I was refined into a corpse puppet?" ”