Tens of thousands of years ago, on the Hongyuan Continent, the human race had just appeared.

After a long period of chaos, the first emperor of Hongyuan was born, his achievements are extraordinary, in the prime of life to sweep the world, level Hongyuan, lay a foundation for 10,000 years, in middle age, and committed to opening up wasteland, flood control, to ensure the peace of the people for generations.

However, the power of a generation is always limited, and when Hong Yuan Shi Huang reached his twilight years, he deeply felt that the life of the human race was short, and he had too many unfinished undertakings, so he was able to kowtow for three days and three nights on the top of the mountain, praying to the gods of the upper realm, hoping to continue his life.

The Heavenly Realm remembered his exploits, felt his sincerity, gave him the body of a demigod, and lowered the "Human King Sword" engraved with the secret art of the Heavenly Realm, which extended the 500th birthday of the First Emperor.

Later, in the turmoil of the dynasty, the Renwang Sword was hidden by the owner of the time, and it has since become a legend.

Ye Ling came from the Heavenly Realm, so he naturally knew that the Human King Sword was real.

Take a closer look, the broken sword put together in front of you, although it has the appearance of a king's sword, but the secret art books engraved on the sword are full of mistakes and omissions, and it is a fake at first glance.

Picking up the other broken swords, Ye Ling found that these swords all had certain flaws.

Looking elsewhere, it is clearly a secret sword-making factory, with not only a forging table, but also a series of seal carving and moulding equipment.

Today, the equipment is covered with dust, and there are many tooth marks on the corners of the platform, which have obviously been abandoned for a long time, and have long been used as a nest by the giant rat.

"Who wants to fake the human king sword?" Ye Ling couldn't help but wonder.

After awakening the bloodline of martial artists in the previous life, Ye Ling was sent to the martial arts sect, and since then he has not asked about the world, he stepped into the peak of mortal martial arts at the age of twenty, and flew to the heavenly realm at the age of twenty-six, making him the youngest ascension in history.

Now he is reborn, but he has no knowledge of the city's events.

He vaguely felt that a conspiracy covering the sky was like a dark cloud enveloping the entire Yuyang City.

"I'm afraid that what I'm going to face is not just about jousting tournaments. ”

Thinking like this, Ye Ling felt the importance of cultivation and improvement.

"Brother Mouse, although you have murderous intentions against me, you have also provided me with countless spirit stones, I should be grateful to you, and now I will absorb your remnant soul, so that your body will not rot and no one will know. ”

Ye Ling had a playful smile on his face, raised his long knife horizontally, and stabbed it into the heart of the mountain giant rat.

Soon, the giant rat's body turned into wisps of cyan smoke, and its entire body was rapidly dissolving.

Celestial Secret Technique: "Ninety-Nine Soul Formula"

This is a secret technique that absorbs the remnants of a fierce beast, and can absorb the cultivation contained in the dead body of the fierce beast into itself, thereby improving itself.

Don't underestimate this technique, now that Ye Ling has absorbed a mountain giant rat, it is indeed nothing, but when the Heavenly Realm was fighting, Ye Ling didn't know how many ancient desolate giant beasts he had absorbed.

Those rare species could not only give Ye Ling cultivation, but sometimes even give him special abilities, such as the Nine Heavens Xuanfeng that he had destroyed, which had given him a pair of flame wings.

The reason why Ye Ling was disdainful of the elders of Yuyang City was because of his Divine Yuan Body, the Immortal King Vein, which could give him the qualifications to directly cultivate the Heavenly Realm Secret Technique.

The life-prolonging technique that the First Emperor of the Human Realm could only obtain after three days and three nights, in Ye Ling's place, he only needed to cultivate and cultivate at will.

"Hey, I didn't expect this giant rat's cultivation to be less than 20 years, I really lost my eyes. ”

The giant rat's 20-year cultivation was incorporated into Ye Ling's body, and after several breakdowns, there were only less than five years left.

Ye Ling not only smiled bitterly, "Forget it, no matter how small a fly is, it is still meat, now let's concentrate on absorbing spirit stones." ”

Sitting cross-legged in front of a pile of spirit stones, he grabbed two and placed them in his hands.

The aura flowed into his veins endlessly, and Ye Ling only felt that his heart was beating violently, and his whole body was extremely hot!

Within half an hour, he was already sweating profusely.

"Happy, happy!hahahahaha!" Ye Ling laughed wildly.

If you are a person with the blood of a martial artist, you must not learn like Ye Ling.

Mortal martial artists can absorb up to one spirit stone a day, and a maximum of four a month.

If it is slightly excessive, it will cause the meridians to be overloaded, the blood vessels will leak, and the blockage will be formed, causing irreversible damage to one's own physique.

Those mortal warriors who were in a hurry to absorb a large number of spirit stones in a short period of time would have even more terrifying consequences.

All of these people burst their meridians, and their seven orifices bled to death!

Only a demon like Ye Ling can absorb a large amount of spirit stones without fear, as if drinking water and eating.

Destroying the mountain realm, two!

Destroying the mountain realm, threefold!

In the way of martial arts, each great realm has a total of twelve levels, and every time you ascend to three levels, it will cause a qualitative change.

Now that Ye Ling has reached the triple level of mountain destroying strength, the walls in this grotto, he only needs to use fifty percent of his strength to blast out a deep pit!

Now there are still more than 300 spirit stones in the house, and Ye Ling estimates that when they are all exhausted, he can reach the sixth level of the Mountain Destroying Realm!

The rain on his clothes had not yet dried, and now they were soaked with sweat and sticky and uncomfortable.

He simply took off his shirt and cultivated shirtless.

In the middle of summer, the mysterious cave in the deep mountains was not cold, but around Ye Ling's body, there was white steam!

His body is now like a big furnace, and the spirit stone is the firewood that is constantly added to it.

After absorbing another two hundred spirit stones, the beads of sweat all over his body made a sizzling sound, and they were instantly steamed into gas.

The last spirit stone was finally exhausted.

"Damn, I actually stopped at the fifth level of the mountain destroying realm, and I was almost kicking at the door!"

When Ye Ling got up, he slammed his fist on the ground, and the thick bluestone bricks on the ground suddenly opened a deep ravine!

"Oh yes, and Ice Grass!"

Ye Ling wiped the sweat from his hands and quickly walked towards the forging table, where there was a medicine bag.

At this time, the soles of his shoes made a "click" sound, and he stepped on some small hard object.

Raising his feet, Ye Ling leaned down, and the things under his feet made him shiver all over his body!

"This—it's actually my father's jade pendant!"

It's been three years, why does the jade pendant on my father's waist appear in this strange secret room?

At that time, Ye Ling noticed the details of his father's jade pendant, but this jade pendant was not a spiritual treasure, it was just a token of love given to him by his mother, so that no one would kill him because of this thing.

The people involved in this sword-making room must be found out before the cause of his father's death can be revealed.

After putting away the jade pendant, Ye Ling picked up the medicine bag on the stage and found that the cold ice grass inside had a slight tendency to wither.

"If you want to go back quickly, whether you can break through the sixth level of the Mountain Destroying Realm depends on this cold ice grass!"

Just now he had made a round tour of the forging room, and he knew that there was a heavy stone door on the side near the seal carving platform.

Now it was impossible for him to go back the way he came, and he could only get out through this stone gate.

Packing up his things and tying the medicine bag and the long knife around his waist, Ye Ling raised his right fist high and gathered all his spiritual power into his fist.

"Mountain Destroying Fist!"

With a punch, the force reached a thousand jun, and the heavy stone gate was disintegrated like rotten wood, and the rubble was scattered all over the ground, making a loud rumbling sound.

I thought there was still a deep cave ahead, but after the stone gate shattered, the sun immediately shone in!

The scorching sun after the rain was even more vicious, and the heat instantly poured into the secret room, Ye Ling was afraid that the cold ice grass would melt, so he ran quickly, and did not dare to delay for a moment.

............

In the mountains, a mysterious small camp.

The two men were sitting in the middle of the village when they suddenly heard the sound of explosion and thunder not far behind them.

The voice...... It's from the sword-making room?!" said one of the black-skinned men.

Beside the black-skinned man, a tall and thin man with a pair of daggers in his waist said: "It's impossible, the human king sword has long been successfully forged, and the sword-making room has been abandoned for many years." It had just rained heavily, and it was supposed to be a boulder slipping from the mountain. ”

Dahan shook his head and pursed his lips: "No, we'd better go and take a look, now that the big plan is imminent, we can't make any mistakes." ”