Ancient Southern Wasteland Boundary.

Ling tribe.

Eighteen years have passed.

Ling Yun, who inexplicably became a fetus, has grown up.

Eighteen years is just a trivial matter for a teenager with a condensing realm.

In the past eighteen years, Ling Yun has comprehended a lot, and his cultivation has also broken through to the middle stage of the Divine Fetus Realm.

I don't know why! After Xiuwei reached the Contemplation Realm, the experience answer items disappeared, and all the experience pills could not be exchanged. Ling Yun also asked the system, but the system's explanation made Ling Yun want to stop.

An unknown bug causes a bug in the system experience that cannot be fixed temporarily!

It should be a great good deed to be reincarnated as a divine soul in the Divine Ring, but it is not rewarded!

Ling Yun was very depressed! He had been depressed for eighteen years!

In the past eighteen years, Ling Yun has never shown his true ability, and he is carefree as the son of the patriarch of this small tribe.

Something to tease the little Lori in the clan.,It's okay to sneak out of the tribe to sleep beautifully.。

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A martial arts arena in the center of the tribe.

The sound of the horn was deafening.

Today is the Tribal Rite of Passage.

According to the rules of the tribe, a clansman who has reached the age of eighteen will leave the tribe to hunt a wild spirit animal as a symbol of his coming of age.

The level of the Savage Spirit Beast is divided into nine orders, with the first order being the weakest and the ninth order being the strongest. In addition, there are immortal beasts, divine beasts, Dao realms, ancestral realms, and holy realms.

The lowest realm of ancient cultivators is the mortal realm (the Venerable realm of the Great 6 of the stars, and the Mahayana realm of the rest of the Great 6) concentrating the Divine Realm, the Divine Fetal Realm, the Refining Divine Realm, the Transformation Divine Realm, and the Divine Realm.

"Silence!"

The clan elder snorted sternly.

The adult clansmen standing on the martial arts arena with their hands behind their backs began to shut up and stand honestly.

"Ling Xiao!"

"Here!"

"Ling Fei!"

"To. ”

"Lingyun!"

No one responded.

The elder who read the name frowned, and repeated in displeasure, "Where is Ling Yun?"

There was still silence around, and no one dared to answer.

A pretty little girl raised her hand and replied timidly, "Elder! Brother Lingyun secretly ran out again. ”

The elder sighed helplessly and said, "The patriarch really spoils this kid so much. ”

The pretty little girl pursed her lips and said, "Elder, although Brother Lingyun doesn't want to make progress and doesn't like to cultivate, he has done a lot of good things for the tribe!"

The elder blushed when he heard this, and coughed embarrassedly: "Although Ling Yun is indeed very smart and has solved the problems of the tribe's food, water sources, captivity, and house construction, if he doesn't cultivate, he will die sooner or later in this world of the weak and the strong. ”

The pretty little girl sighed, and felt that it made sense: "Yes, I will go to Brother Lingyun again tonight to talk to him and persuade him to cultivate hard." ”

The elder nodded and said with relief: "You are worthy of being the granddaughter of the sixth elder! Ling Ling, you are ruthless and sensible." ”

Ling Ling narrowed her eyes, revealing two small dimples and smiled sweetly.

"Phew!"

"Oops!"

Ling Ling's head was hit by a cucumber, she covered her little head and pursed her mouth, she didn't need to look up to know who was coming, and muttered angrily: "Brother Lingyun, can you not hit me on the head every time! ”

"You're stupid enough, I want to see if I can make you stupid and smart. ”

This young man was handsome and dashing, and his fair skin was simply an alternative existence compared to anyone in the tribe.

When the elder saw Ling Yun coming back, he walked over and just raised his hand, but Ling Yun turned sideways and easily dodged the elder.

The elder who wanted to catch Ling Yun failed, he looked at his hand in a daze, and muttered, "There's no reason for this! I can't even catch a kid who hasn't cultivated? If this spreads, where will I put the face of the elder in the late stage of the Divine Concentration Realm?"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth raised a smile lightly, and he secretly said in his heart: "Cut! Just a late stage of the Condensation Realm wants to catch me, a mid-stage cultivator of the Divine Fetus Realm, what kind of international joke is it." ”

"Brother Lingyun, you actually dodged. It's amazing!"

Ling Ling's eyes widened, and she stared at Ling Yun with a look of adoration.

"Hmph! A waste who doesn't even have the early stage cultivation of the mortal realm! going out will only lose the face of our tribe. ”

"That's it!"

In front of these Ling clan people, Ling Yun was definitely an alternative existence.

Ling Yun was too lazy to deal with these people, if it weren't for the systematic convulsions that made him a baby, he would have been a blockbuster in eighteen years! No!

"You guys, you live in the house built by Brother Lingyun, drink the spiritual spring that Brother Lingyun gave, and eat delicious food, and you don't feel guilty at all. ”

Ling Ling couldn't get used to seeing these villains being snobbish, so she stood up to fight for Ling Yun.

"Forget it, Ling'er, are you going to bite back if you were bitten by a dog?"

Ling Yun touched Ling Ling's head, he loved this little girl very much!

Ling Ling lost her father at the age of three, her mother at the age of eight, and her grandparents died at the age of nine.

It was precisely because of Ling Ling's tragic experience that the clansmen thought that Ling Ling was an ominous person, and no one was willing to adopt her, except the patriarch of the Ling clan, Ling Miao.

This Ling Miao's cultivation is not weak, and his cultivation in the late stage of the Divine Fetus Realm is considered to be a relatively powerful person in the surrounding tribes.

As for the God Refining Realm and the God Transformation Realm, there are only the overlords of the four directions of the southeast, south, and northwest in ancient times.

The Zhao clan of the Southern Wilderness occupied Xianyuan Mountain and Xianyuan Land.

As we all know, the original Southern Wasteland Boundary belonged to the Ling clan.

Nowadays, there are many tribes of the Ling clan, and it is long unknown who is the true bloodline inheritor of the Southern Wasteland Realm.

There are rumors! The successors of the Ling clan in the Southern Wasteland Realm are all dead, so the Zhao clan will stabilize the Southern Wasteland Realm.

The third elder and young grandson, who was very short, Ling Mastiff walked out, he raised his hand and pointed at Ling Yun, his jealousy was obvious, and said, "Ling Yun! Do you dare to compete with me? ”

The third elder passed by here, he agreed with his young grandson's challenge, and cheered for Ling Mastiff: "Grandson, come on! Grandpa is optimistic about you." ”

"Huh!"

Ling Yun chuckled, he carefully looked at the very short Ling Mastiff, and said humiliatingly: "I once punched Nanshan Nursing Home and kicked Beihai Kindergarten, what kind of green onion are you!"

"Nonsense!"

Ling Mastiff looked at Ling Yun with disdain, as if he was 100% sure that he would be able to agree to Ling Yun's so-called "waste".

"What! Are you really going to challenge me? Do you want to buy insurance first, if you lose arms and legs, then I'm not a sinner. ”

Ling Yun looked indifferent and looked indifferent.

"Less nonsense! I can knock you down with one hand. ”

Ling Ao flew out as soon as his words fell.

"Yo yo yo! Today's young people are weak in cultivation, but their tone is not small!"

Ling Yunfeng smiled lightly, he knocked back the flying Ling Ao with one punch, and kicked the impulsive Ling Ao away!

"I said, I used to punch the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten! ”

Ling Yun's mouth is really quite powerful.

(End of chapter)

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