Cultivating immortals focuses on self-cultivation, and those who fake it from external objects will eventually find it difficult to achieve success.

The so-called one force breaks ten thousand laws, so refining weapons, alchemy, formations, and strange beasts are all on the side, striking the nine heavens and ten worlds, and destroying all enemies in the world, all relying on their own body and magic power.

The sinner, the lawbreaker, the sinner, the son of the lawbreaker.

Is this chained body a Nirvana holy body or an evil and sinful body?

What is the truth of this world that has been buried in the dust?

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Wei Changfeng is twelve years old this year, and other children in the village have been practicing since they were six years old, and he is still rolling in the mud puddle at the age of twelve.

Every time Wei Qi saw his precious grandson looking honest and stupid, he didn't get angry.

I remembered that the long wind was born with a strange fragrance, and the old trees that had withered for more than ten years at the head of the village all drew new branches and sprouts, and the colorful spirit birds circled on the roof for seven days before leaving.

People from all over the country are saying that the Wei family has given birth to a great boy, and he will definitely be able to glorify his ancestors in the future.

Good guy, Wei Qi at that time was really high-spirited, he didn't even need crutches to walk, his waist was straight, and the people in the village were saddling in front of and behind the horse, "Wei Lao is good!" The wrinkles on his old face were full of smiles.

Changfeng is indeed very competitive, he began to forge his body at the age of six, and it takes ordinary people three years to reach the late stage of the forging realm, and he arrived in half a year.

But after reaching the late stage of the Forging Body Realm, he was as difficult to move forward as if he was stuck in a quagmire. Wei Qi opened his eyes and looked inwardly at Changfeng's body, and found that his eight veins of the Qi Sutra were tightly wrapped around pale golden chains.

Wei Qi suddenly thought of something, hurriedly returned to the house, took out a tattered ancient book, and carefully checked it line by line.

"The golden chain is for the body of evil, the body of evil, the body of evil!"

He chewed these words repeatedly in his mouth, and his fingers rubbing the cover couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Naturally, he knew what those four words meant.

His Wei clan, it is rumored that the ancestor was the great villain of this world, and after being killed by the sages with supreme supernatural powers, he used great mana to seal a chain on the meridians, and this chain has been passed down with the bloodline, and every generation of Wei clan people have it in their bodies.

His Wei clan, because of this chain, his cultivation was even more difficult, and because of the evil deeds of his ancestors, he was expelled from the country and survived on the outside of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest.

Now, thousands of years later, the forbidden power of this bloodline has become weaker and weaker, and it is almost impossible to detect. But now in his precious grandson's body, the pale golden chain is so clearly visible!

Wei Qi let out a long sigh, sat down on the ground, and smoked a puff of cigarette in a muffled voice, covering the whole room with smoke.

With a hint of luck, he went to the edge of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest to plunder some demon beasts, and took out the spirit grass that had been treasured for more than ten years, mixed the beast's essence and blood with the medicinal herb spirit fruit, and boiled a pot of medicinal soup thickly, boiling to the top, and coaxed Wei Changfeng, who was only six and a half years old, into the medicine pot.

He kept adding firewood to the ding, he was not afraid of cooking the long wind, after all, he was a monk in the late stage of forging, and this temperature was still helpless.

Changfeng floated and sank in the tripod for a while, and only his head was exposed on the water, and the whole person was immersed in the medicine tripod.

"Yo, Elder Wei, what are you cooking here, it's so fragrant?" the villagers who came and went stopped and asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I hit a wild boar, and I opened the meat today!" Wei Qi sniffed and took a few breaths, and the air was filled with a smell of meat.

"This wild boar's hair is so long, it looks like it's not small!" said the villager, pointing to the hair of the long wind that showed out of the water's skull.

Wei Qi smiled awkwardly, added a handful of firewood, and burned the fire even more vigorously.

After two hours, the thick green color of the potting medicine finally faded, and the medicinal power had been absorbed. Wei Qi hurriedly fished Changfeng out of the ding, only to find that Changfeng had already rolled his eyes, and he didn't know how long it had been since he passed out.

He wiped the long wind clean, threw a big word on the bed, and carefully examined his tendons.

The golden chains were still tightly bound to the veins of Changfeng, and there was no sign of loosening.

Wei Qi sighed and was silent.

He straightened up, still unrelenting.

Before and after, Changfeng soaked in the medicinal bath for a full eight times, and lost all the spiritual fruits used to prolong life at the bottom of the pressure box, Wei Changfeng's delicate skin didn't know how many times it had faded, and there was no sign of a breakthrough.

Wei Qi gritted his teeth and prepared to come one last time.

He had been preparing for two whole months this time, and the dose of the Essence Blood Spirit Grass was several times that of the previous one.

After boiling the medicinal soup, he threw Changfeng into it.

After he added a handful of firewood to burn the fire even more vigorously, a sudden change occurred!

Changfeng suddenly wailed violently, his body swelled like a balloon, and before Wei Qi could react, the medicine exploded with a bang, and the black medicine soup spilled all over the ground.

"It's a shame, the medicine is too strong! Feng'er can't stand it!"

He hurriedly stepped forward to hold the balloon-like bloated long wind, caressed his body, followed his tendons, and helped him comb the surging medicinal power inch by inch.

After combing the muscles and veins around his body twice, and helping Changfeng absorb this medicinal power, he hurriedly checked the tendons and veins of his precious grandson.

The golden chains did not move at all, and it seemed that after being baptized by the medicinal power, they became more and more golden and dazzling.

Wei Qi was really desperate this time, he sat down on the ground, his mind was blank, the few black threads on his sideburns became snow-white, and the wrinkles on his face were a little deeper.

Wei Changfeng lay down for two hours before he woke up weakly.

"Good grandson, what do you think?" Wei Qi straightened up and held Wei Changfeng's small hand and asked with concern.

Wei Changfeng didn't say a word, and suddenly he smirked.

"Good grandson! Good grandson, I'm grandpa!" Wei Qi was a little anxious!

Wei Changfeng still smirked vigorously, laughing out of breath, coughing a few more times, laughing while coughing.

It's over! stupid! Burn out your brain!

Wei Qi couldn't withstand the blow, and his eyes were white and he fainted.

From this day on, Wei Changfeng, the hope of the Wei family, the pillar of the Wei family's revitalization expectations, and the young genius in the eyes of others, were completely destroyed.

And Wei Qi seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant, in addition to the deep despair in his heart after his expectations were shattered, he also felt a strong sense of shame for Wei Changfeng.

For six years, Wei Changfeng lived like a fool, either climbing trees to dig out birds' eggs, or digging pits to play in the mud, watching other children pass the forging realm and enter the qi training realm, Wei Qi could only sigh wordlessly.

Heaven is still against evil, self-inflicted iniquity cannot live, all these are the sins of his own relatives.

In the afternoon of this day, Wei Changfeng, as usual, ran barefoot towards the back mountain, Wei Qi looked at his back and shook his head gently.

He climbed over a low hill and through a low bush to a cemetery.

This cemetery is the ancestral grave of his Wei family, since the Wei family was expelled from the country and settled on the outside of the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, all generations of Wei clansmen have been buried here.

Wei Changfeng walked to a grave and stopped, he bent down and sat down, his fingers gently rubbing the inscription on the stele, his face swept away the previous naivety, and his expression was cold.

The tombstone was engraved in block letters:

Wei Qing Luo Zhao was buried here

"Dad, Mom, Feng'er has come to see you. ”

Wei Changfeng picked up a handful of loess and let it drift quietly from his fingers.

It turns out that his stupidity is faked!

Wei Changfeng chattered on his parents' graves for a long time, and he didn't plan to leave until the red sun set in the west.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, and a pair of scarlet eyes lit up in the grass!