After struggling to stand up for a while, the injuries on his body hurt violently, and Ye Ling could bear the pain on his body, but what Ye Ling couldn't bear was Wang Xueqing's indifference. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You are my mother, because I don't have the talent for cultivation, you can treat me coldly, you don't even care about your father's spiritual position, and you still have to marry Xu Yibai's sinister villain!" Ye Ling stumbled into the room and threw himself directly on the bed.

Memories are pouring in, ten days ago, Ye Ling had just learned that Xu Yibai and Wang Xueqing were going to get married, and Xu Yibai had already brought a dowry to Wang's house to discuss specific matters.

At that time, after Ye Ling heard it inadvertently, he immediately asked Wang Xueqing why, you must know that Xu Yibai and Wang Pan were brothers in life and death.

Wang Xueqing just glanced at Ye Ling silently at that time, and then stopped his gaze on Xu Yibai, who was standing with a smile: "Brother Yibai has treated me very well for so many years after Wang Pan died!"

Just such a simple reason, treat her very well.

Ye Ling held back his anger and asked Xu Yibai instead: "My father and you were also friends of life and death back then, why did you dare to do this!"

Xu Yibai smiled: "But he later became a waste, and our relationship faded, besides, isn't it good for me to be the king, he died early, is it not good for me to take care of Xue Qing for him?

At that time, Ye Ling laughed mockingly, and Xu Yibai, who was laughing, was uncomfortable, and then, Wang Xueqing spoke directly and let Ye Ling stay in the small black room for ten days.

Waking up from the memory, Ye Ling's fists were clenched, and his nails pierced deep into the flesh, bringing bursts of heart-piercing pain.

"Ye Ling, Ye Ling, you have to have strength, in this world, without strength, even a dog will look down on you!" Ye Ling stood up viciously, walked into the courtyard, regardless of the pain in his body, put on a starting pose, punched one punch after another, and practiced a set of boxing techniques.

This set of fists and feet is widely spread in Qingshan Town.

Whether it is a master of the Nine Heavens of Qi Transformation, or those masters of the Qi Refining God Realm who are only famous but not seen, they will all be able to cultivate this set of fist methods at the beginning of their cultivation.

This set of fists and feet is called ancestral boxing!

The ancestral fist does not lie in its fighting power, it cannot be used for fighting at all, its role is to help the human body communicate with the outside world through specific actions, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate.

Before the cultivation level is low and there is no practice to cultivate, practicing this set of ancestral fists is the best cultivation method.

And Ye Ling has been practicing this set of ancestral boxing for ten years, and every day is essential.

However, the effect is not flattering, ten years of contact, but Ye Ling can only use the ancestral fist as a simple set of fitness boxing methods, there is no one else at all, a burst of ancestral fist down, the surrounding wind gusts, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and absorbing the ground freely.

But even so, Ye Ling never lost heart.

"Heaven rewards hard work, as long as I continue to cultivate diligently, I will definitely be able to reach the dual heaven of qi transformation in three months, and at that time, I will be able to participate in the family competition!" Ye Ling turned around and threw another punch, his eyes were sharp: "As long as I can not fall behind in the last place in the family competition, then I can continue to stay in the family, and there is still hope to put my father's spiritual position in the clan ancestral hall!"

In fact, if he could win the first place in the family competition, Ye Ling would be able to make a request to the family. It's just that it is really impossible to get the first place in the family competition, and Ye Ling has deliberately ignored it!

Call!

After a set of ancestral punches, Ye Ling let out a long breath of turbidity, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

There was still only a trace of aura in the body, and it didn't play much role at all when I was practicing Ancestral Fist just now.

Then, Ye Ling returned to the room to change out of the clothes that had been torn, turned out a refreshing black shirt and put it on, and walked out of the family with the pain on his body.

The Wang Pan Spirit Seat was destroyed, and Ye Ling needed to make a new one.

Walking to the street, he found the funeral shop with a familiar car, and when he saw Ye Ling, the owner of the funeral shop nodded directly, and he knew what Ye Ling wanted without Ye Ling talking.

Sighing secretly in his heart, after paying the money, Ye Ling returned to his residence, just waiting for seven days to get a new spiritual position.

After a while, Ye Ling, who was already injured on his body, couldn't support it for a long time, and when he returned to the room, he lay down on the bed to rest, and reached out to take a round jade pendant placed at the head of the bed.

This jade pendant was worn by Ye Ling's father before his death, although it was not a precious jade species, but Ye Ling also kept it, just to see things and think about people.

"Father, before you died, you definitely wouldn't have thought that you wouldn't even be able to enter the clan ancestral hall after you died!" Ye Ling laughed mockingly, and then his heart was sour, and he bit his lower lip tightly.

After a while, when the sourness disappeared slightly, Ye Ling said softly: "But father, you don't have to be sad, I will not fall behind in the last place in the family competition in three months." As long as you can stay in the clan, I will have a chance to bring you to the ancestral hall of the clan!"

The teeth were so sharp, and a trace of blood oozed from the clenched lower lip, and then it dripped directly.

Smack

Blood dripped down the jade pendant, and the voice seemed so clear in the quiet room.

Ye Ling hurriedly got up and reached out to wipe the blood away, Ye Ling didn't want to stain the jade pendant left by his father Wang Pan in the slightest.

However, when Ye Ling hurriedly wiped away the bloodstains, he was directly stunned.

The jade pendant has changed!

Or that the pattern on the jade pendant has changed, originally the pattern on the jade pendant was just an ordinary lettering, but now, those inscriptions have all disappeared, and it has become a strange pattern.

A woman in a long flowing dress.

Ye Ling was puzzled in his heart, he had looked at this jade pendant thousands of times before, as long as he closed his eyes, all the handwriting on the jade pendant would come to mind.

But... How could this jade pendant suddenly have a mutation? .

Suddenly, Ye Ling was shocked, and he suddenly remembered that his father's cultivation began to fall during the time when it seemed to be the time when he wore this jade pendant.

"Was my father ruined by your piece of demon jade?" After recalling this small detail, Ye Ling was furious, and without saying a word, he threw the jade pendant to the ground and stepped on it with both feet.

But the jade pendant does not move at all, although the jade is brittle, but it cannot be broken like this.

Ye Ling looked around, and then found stones from outside the room, held them in his hand, and smashed them at the jade pendant on the ground.

"Ding~"

A crisp sound sounded, Ye Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and a sense of regret suddenly appeared in his heart.

Although this jade pendant is weird, it has also accompanied him for three years, and in the past three years, he has never felt that this jade pendant has any ability to absorb people's aura, that is to say, this jade pendant may not have anything to do with the reduction of Wang Pan's cultivation. (To be continued.) )