Qingshi Town, a small town located in the southernmost part of the Great Xia Kingdom.

The town is nestled at the foot of the magnificent Baihua Mountain, where people make a living by collecting herbs, among which the Jiang family is one of the more famous families in Qingshi Town.

"No spirit body, no chance to practice!"

These seven words were like a heavy hammer hitting the young man's heart, and the moment the middle-aged monk announced his words, the young man's body trembled slightly.

The young man's eyes began to become hollow, and his eyes gradually lost their sparkle, and he slowly walked towards the field numbly.

At the same time, a wave of mockery rang out in the square, one after another.

"I'll just say it! How could this waste possess a spirit body! ”

"I don't know what this waste thinks, but he dares to come to the test, it's really humiliating!"

"If he had a spirit body, then I would be a real monk! Ha ha! ”

"As soon as this guy was born, he brought bad luck to his mother, and then killed his father, and now he is about to make our Jiang family poor! What a broom star! ”

"Alas, such a waste, I don't know where our Jiang family owes him, it's really eight lifetimes of mold!"

……

The cynicism around him deeply pierced the young man's heart.

When his father was still alive, these people never dared to say such words to their faces. However, with the departure of his father, these clansmen who are related to him by blood gradually show their true colors.

At this moment, these so-called clansmen trampled his dignity under their feet, as if it had become their pleasure to mock the boy.

On the main seat, a middle-aged man took a deep look at the young man and sighed: "Second brother, big brother did his best!" If Jiang Fan's child has a spirit body, the eldest brother will definitely cultivate him carefully, even if he spends all the Jiang family's family resources, but unfortunately this child has no spirit body, and he can't practice in this life......

"I don't blame you, it's just that this kid has a hard life." The beautiful woman beside her comforted softly, with no expression on her face.

The boy's name was Jiang Fan, and his mother died after giving birth to him, so his father named him Jiang Fan, meaning that he could live an ordinary and comfortable life.

However, fate seems to have played a joke on him.

Since the day Jiang Fan was born, he has been frail and sickly, suffering from pain, and needs to rely on spiritual grass to repair the meridians every day to continue his life. When he was six years old, his father had an accident when he went up the mountain to pick spirit grass for him, and unfortunately fell off a cliff and died.

Since then, Jiang Fan has truly become an orphan, and he can only rely on the Jiang family to survive when he is still young.

Jiang Fan's uncle's name is Jiang Shan, he is the patriarch of the Jiang family, and he has taken good care of Jiang Fan over the years, and the spiritual grass that repairs the meridians is not less for Jiang Fan to eat.

However, Jiang Fan's aunt Pei Jing didn't care much about him. Speaking from the bottom of her heart, this aunt actually hopes that this waste nephew will be reincarnated as soon as possible, after all, these spirit grasses are very valuable.

Today, the Jiang family spent a lot of money and invited a monk from outside to conduct a spirit test for the younger generation of the Jiang family.

On this day, Jiang Fan waited for a long time, if he had a spirit body, he would be able to get out of the predicament and no longer have to send people under the fence. However, today this only hope is also completely shattered!

"Next, Jiang Wen!"

As soon as the middle-aged monk's words fell, a young man of the same age as Jiang Fan walked forward quickly.

The middle-aged monk began to cast a spell, and after touching the young man's forehead, a hint of appreciation appeared on the middle-aged monk's face.

"Pseudo-spirits, you can practice!"

With the announcement of the middle-aged monk, a warm sound of envy immediately resounded in the square.

"Worthy of being the son of the patriarch! The young master has a spirit body, which is really a great blessing for my Jiang family! ”

"Not really! With the young master's ingenuity, he may really be able to cultivate into immortals in the future, so that we clansmen can also be stained with light. ”

"That waste is as small as an ant in front of the young master, it's really different!"

……

Hearing the sound of appreciation from the crowd, a satisfied smile appeared on Jiang Wen's face.

Then, Jiang Wen pretended to be solemn and saluted the middle-aged monk before slowly walking to the sidelines.

"Jiang Fan, if your cousin was you, you might have died a long time ago, and if you reincarnate early, you wouldn't have to be tortured by illness." Jiang Wen deliberately stood beside Jiang Fan and said in a mocking tone.

As soon as the words fell, the girl next to her scolded: "Jiang Wen, besides, Jiang Fan is also your cousin!" If you don't help Jiang Fan, forget it, you actually mock Jiang Fan with other clansmen. ”

The girl's skirt is fluttering, and a tender green dress is fragrant in the wind, which is exquisite. Looking forward to it, the grace is graceful, and the city is glamorous, and there is already a posture that should not be at this age.

This girl is Jiang Fan's cousin Jiang Yao, and she is also Jiang Wen's own sister. Jiang Yao did not alienate Jiang Fan because he was a waste, on the contrary, he has been silently taking care of Jiang Fan all these years.

However, in the face of this waste that took away his sister's care for him, this made Jiang Wen's heart more and more disgusted with Jiang Fan.

"Sister, why do you always favor this waste." Jiang Wen said angrily, claiming that he was a poor person who was snubbed by his sister.

In the face of Jiang Wen's pretense and the ridicule of his clansmen, Jiang Fan has already seen through everything over the years. In the entire Jiang family, except for his cousin Jiang Yao and uncle Jiang Shan, no one seems to be really kind to him.

Jiang Fan said softly: "Cousin, my cousin is right, I, Jiang Fan, am a waste, a waste who will only eat white food at Jiang's house." Perhaps, death is also a relief for me. ”

After Jiang Yao heard this, he hurriedly comforted: "Jiang Fan, how can you think so, your cousin didn't mean it......" But before the words were finished, the call of the middle-aged monk on the field sounded again.

"Next, Jiang Yao!"

Jiang Yao could only stop there, and instructed Jiang Fan: "You wait for me to come down, and then we can talk about it." Then she quickly stepped forward, ready to be tested by the middle-aged monk.

After a while, the middle-aged monk's hand that touched Jiang Yao's forehead began to tremble violently, and his face showed a look of surprise.

"It's a real spirit!" The middle-aged monk said excitedly.

In the past, pseudo-spirit bodies like Jiang Wen were not uncommon for monks, and it was the enlightenment body for mortals to start the path of cultivation. At this moment, Jiang Yao's true spirit body is a cultivation body that is rare to see in ten years, and it is very rare.

People with true spirits are able to have a unique resonance with the aura, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth at three times the speed of the pseudo-spirit. In other words, one day of practice for a monk with a true spirit body is equivalent to three days of practice for a pseudo-spirit monk.

"I really didn't expect Yao'er to be a real spirit!" At this moment, Jiang Shan, who was sitting on the main seat, stood up excitedly.

"Jiang Shan, my mother gave birth to two children with spirit bodies for you, and I didn't embarrass your Jiang family!" Pei Jing next to her said coquettishly, looking at her daughter on the field, her face was full of smugness.

"Madam is right, now my Jiang family is hopeful!" Jiang Shan hurriedly became inflamed and said.

The crowd boiled instantly, and everyone was envious, and they cast their blazing eyes one after another.

Jiang Yao, who has an unearthly temperament, has become the focus of the audience at this moment, and she is excited in her heart, after all, the true spirit body is not something that anyone can have.

"Cousin Jiang Yao, you are really good! Jiang Fan, I wish you well in advance. It's just your kindness, Jiang Fan can only repay it in the next life! ”

"Also, uncle, thank you for taking care of Jiang Fan over the years. If it weren't for you back then, Jiang Fan would have died of illness. But from now on, my uncle will no longer have to quarrel with my aunt because of Jiang Fan. ”

Jiang Fan glanced at Jiang Yao and Jiang Shan affectionately, gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and left Jiang's house, blended into the crowded streets, and slowly walked towards Baihua Mountain.

At this moment, the back of this sixteen-year-old boy is so lonely, which is in stark contrast to the crowded Jiangjia Square. Jiang Fan's figure gradually drifted away, and there was no intention of turning back.

Those seven short words seemed to be the last straw that crushed the boy......