"Third Young Master, Third Young Master......"

In the dark, Li Xiaoao heard someone shouting. The voice was strange and familiar, as if it had been heard a long, long time ago, but I really couldn't remember when or where.

Li Xiaoao slowly opened his eyes, and he saw an old face. Li Xiaoao looked at this old face and felt a little familiar. He pondered hard in his mind, and then, with a look in his eyes, as if he remembered something, he shouted:

"Steward Xing!"

There was a taste of disbelief in the words.

Steward Xing was taken aback by Li Xiaoao's shouting, and he didn't know what kind of madness this ancestor was in the morning.

Li Xiaoao got out of bed and walked in front of the criminal housekeeper, stretched out his hand and twisted it vigorously on Steward Xing's body, the painful Steward Xing kept screaming in pain, and shouted bitterly: "Third Young Master...... Third Young Master...... What are you screwing me for?...... Oops...... Hurt...... It hurts to death......"

Li Xiaoao was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and let go of his hand. Steward Xing sat on the floor as if he had been amnesty, his fingers gently kneading the place that had been twisted by Li Xiaoao, with his aggrieved face, which was indescribably funny.

Li Xiaoao looked down and found that he was already dressed as a child at this time, and he couldn't help but have a puzzled look on his face, thinking hard.

At this time, Steward Xing kneaded for a while and felt much better. Suddenly, I remembered something, my expression changed, and I picked up Li Xiaoao and ran out.

"Third young master, hurry, the ancestral sacrifice is about to start, if you don't hurry up, the master will scold you......"

Li Xiaoao was dragged out by Steward Xing like this, still thinking in his mind, unaware of the changes in everything around him.

When the two came to the ancestral sacrifice site, the ancestral sacrifice had already begun.

The ancestral sacrifice is in the ancestral temple, which enshrines the heads of the Li family from their ancestors to the present day, as well as the clansmen who have made outstanding contributions to the Li family. The history of the Li family is only hundreds of years, so there are not many ancestors on display.

Outside the temple is a huge tripod, on which there are several incense sticks. There was a middle-aged man standing next to him, it was Li Xiaoao's father, Li Tianxun, the head of the Li family, who had a Chinese face and a pair of heroic sword eyebrows, revealing the majesty of a superior person.

At this time, he was about to take over the fireworks from the little guy next to him, and saw Li Xiaoao and Steward Xing, who were late for Shanshan, especially when he saw Li Xiaoao's sluggish appearance, his brows were even more furrowed.

However, the ancestral sacrifice is very important, and the Li family present is there, so he can't say anything.

He took the fireworks from the hands of the little servant and lit the incense on the ding, and the fragrance that slowly rose filled the field, indicating the beginning of the ancestral sacrifice.

"Ahem......"

Li Tianxun cleared his throat. When the Li clan people in the audience heard the movement, most of them raised their heads towards him, waiting for his next step to speak, but Li Xiaoao was still looking at the ground with dull eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his head.

"My Li family has been inherited from the ancestors for several generations, and the ancestors of each generation have worked hard to make a world out of this vast Beiliang County. Now it is one of the four great families in Beiliang, all of which were fought down by the ancestors with blood and hands, everything is hard-won and needs to be defended by our Li family. Now, please come and worship the ancestors to comfort their spirits in heaven. ”

After speaking, he had already knelt down towards the ancestral temple. Seeing this, the rest of the clansmen also knelt down with Li Tianxun.

Steward Xing knelt on the ground, and when he saw Li Xiaoao next to him still standing, he couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly took Li Xiaoao's hand and dragged it down.

Li Xiaoao's body was dragged down by Steward Xing, but the movement here also attracted a lot of people's side eyes. Suddenly, one after another eyes looked at Li Xiaoao, and there was a lot of discussion on the field for a while.

Everyone knows that Li Tianxun has three sons, the eldest Li Xiaoqi, the second Li Xiaosheng, and the third Li Xiaoao.

The eldest Li Xiaoqi has reached the age of the crown, and has reached the peak of the first realm of refining the body of the three realms of quenching, and is also a leader of the Li family's caravan, leading the Li family's caravan to trade abroad many times, making great contributions to the Li family, and the future is limitless.

Although the second Li Xiaosheng is only fifteen years old, he has already reached the peak of Qi refining in the third realm of the third realm of qi training, and it is only a matter of time before he breaks through to the quenching realm, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is extremely talented.

On the other hand, Li Xiaoao, although he has reached the age of ten, has not even stepped into the entrance of the first realm of qi refining and gathering qi, and he has been idle all day long, and the image of a ruined son and brother who is free and free can't help but sigh.

In the cultivation realm, there are five realms of cultivation.

Refining qi, quenching the body, true pills, crossing tribulations, and attaining the Tao.

And within each big realm, there are different small realms.

Qi refining - gathering, condensing, and refining.

Quenching - refining, self-cultivation, sublimation.

True Dan - Tie Dan, Alchemy, True Dan.

Tribulation - Heavenly Tribulation, Earth Evil.

Attainment of the Tao - through the heavens, immortals.

The Qi Refining Realm is the entry point to cultivating the truth, which is to sense the true qi that exists in heaven and earth, absorb it into the body, and turn it into one's own use.

The realm of refining the body lies in cultivating one's own body, and when it reaches the realm of sublimation, it is already separated from the mortal body.

And the True Dan Realm is to condense the true qi in the body into a Dan, and if the True Dan is not broken, people can be immortal and indestructible.

When you cross the realm of the Jiedan, you will face the heavenly calamity and the earth's evil. The heavens are coming, and the earth is coming.

When the monk speaks of the Tribulation Realm, he is talking about this catastrophe.

This is the calamity of the monks, it can also be said to be an opportunity, if you survive it, you will live, and if you fail, you can only die.

The living will be able to set foot on the top of the Ethereal Continent! Reach the realm of enlightenment, which is also what the world calls the pseudo-fairyland. And the immortal realm above the pseudo-immortal is by no means understandable to the world. It is said that in the Ethereal Continent for 10,000 years, the world can know that there are only a few people who can reach this realm!

Li Tianxun was kneeling on the ground at this time, heard the sound from behind, turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoao with everyone's eyes, seeing Li Xiaoao's sluggish face, Li Tianxun couldn't help frowning, and his face was even more gloomy, he snorted coldly and turned his head, planning to settle accounts with Li Xiaoao afterwards.

When the worship is over, it will be all mixed up. However, at the end of the annual sacrifice, a martial arts competition will be arranged, and the purpose of the competition is naturally to assess the cultivation of the clansmen, which can also be said to be the most interesting one in the sacrifice.

The competition is conducted among young people, let those old guys pull down their faces to play, if they win, it's better to say, if they lose, they can't afford to lose this person.

According to the regulations, the competition starts from the age of eight, and is divided into three groups every four years, eight to twelve, twelve to sixteen, and sixteen to twenty.

Every year, this day is the most exciting and exciting day for the young people of the Li family, and if they win, they can raise their eyebrows and puff up in the younger generation, and they can go to the library to have a look and read the cultivation experience of the ancestors of the Li family.

Li Xiaoao was naturally arranged in a group of eight to twelve, a total of twenty-three people in this group, two people played, and the opponent was decided by drawing, which means that one of the twenty-three people would be lucky and encounter a bye.

Li Xiaoao still couldn't figure out why he would travel back inexplicably at this time, and vaguely guessed that all this might be related to the floating dust beads, and secretly searched all over his body, but he didn't find the slightest trace of the floating dust beads.

"Alas"

Sighing slightly in his heart, Li Xiaoao's mood was a little complicated at this time, his cultivation in his previous life was very high, and he had reached the peak that the world of the Ethereal Continent could achieve. It is an existence that belongs to the top of the pyramid in the cultivators.

But there are many regrets in his life. He was young and unambitious, and was looked down upon by the people in his family.

Later, the family suffered a catastrophe and escaped by himself.

But at that time, there was no family or friend in the whole world, and the prosperous world was living lonely like a walking corpse.

Is it true that God let himself be reborn and cross to make up for his regrets? Li Xiaoao thought secretly in his heart, but then shook his head.

If he does not believe in heaven, or if he believes in heaven, I am afraid that the grass in front of the grave will be three feet high.

"Li Xiaoao. ”

A shout interrupted his thoughts, and Li Xiaoao looked at the person who spoke with a blank look in his eyes.

It was a subordinate of the Li family who spoke. Looking at Li Xiaoao's humble face, the subordinate suppressed the contempt and dissatisfaction in his heart, and said respectfully:

"Third son, it's your turn to draw lots. ”

Although the subordinate tried his best to hide his thoughts, Li Xiaoao still saw his contempt from the corner of his eyes.

Li Xiaoao's eyes regained his clarity in an instant.

It turned out that in his previous life, in the family, even a small subordinate looked down on him.

Do you still have to live like this in this life?

No, he doesn't!

He stood up, took a few steps forward, and reached into the box for which the lot had been drawn.

He gave up the stick he had first felt and took another one from somewhere else.

He knew that the root of the first feeling was one, that is, the root of the bye.

In the previous life, it must be in this life, he doesn't want to go down the old path again, he has to change something.

"Li Xiaoao, twelve. ”