"I ...... What's wrong with me?"

Mo Qiunian woke up, his head was still groggy, his whole body was sore and unbearable, especially his right hand, he couldn't even lift it, although the rain stopped, his body was still wet, and his clothes were tattered and there were countless cuts.

"I thought you'd have to sleep for another half a year. Xiao Shu said angrily, it has been four or five hours, and it is going to be dark, but after falling off the cliff, he lost control of his body again, and he has no beasts, otherwise he would have died too unjustly.

"I'm not dead?"

Mo Qiunian still couldn't believe it, he barely stood up, the cliff in front of him was like an axe chopping knife, with his understanding of himself, if he shortened it ten times, he would have to fall half to death, could he survive?

"Okay, Young Master Mo, cherish it if you live, and next time, I may not be able to save you. Xiao Shu said weakly, controlling Mo Qiunian's body was a great drain on his spirit, and he had already exhausted all his strength.

"That'...... What should I do now?" Mo Qiunian asked timidly, everyone in the family has been killed, and he can be said to be alone now, if Xiao Shu is not a person, what should he do next, let alone revenge, now that the sky is almost dark, there is no place to even stay for one night.

"You tell me everything you know, and I tell you everything. Xiao Shu said, since this place is not the Ascending Immortal Realm, nor is it his original world, the top priority is to figure out where this is.

If you change people, you may figure it out, but it is the young master Mo Qiunian, the two of them chatted for a long time, Xiao Shu is still confused, but a legend told by Mo Qiunian gave him a certain understanding of this world.

This world is called the Void Spirit Realm, he Xiao Shu is located in one of the thousands of stars in the Void Spirit Realm, different from the martial arts of the original world, this world is majoring in spiritual Dao, according to legend, the original Void Spirit Realm was barren, only strange beasts exist in the thousands of stars, there is a god in the night sky who sees this with spiritual power as the source, creates people in his own appearance, and passes down the spiritual way, since then, the Void Spirit World has vitality.

Tens of millions of years later, the Void Spirit Realm was full of spirit warriors, reaching its peak, and it was not inferior to the Ascending Immortal Dao and the Ghost Dao Yuan.

But prosperity must decline, a disaster that everyone did not expect, no one who is still alive really knows what happened back then, only know that since then, the spiritual path has declined, and none of the spiritual monks in the ancient period have survived, even their disciples have disappeared without a trace, and the spiritual path that has been handed down has also been lost.

After a long period of time, the Ethereal Spirit Realm once again returned to the wilderness, and the human race could only survive in secret, painstakingly trying to improve the spiritual path and regain its position in the Ethereal Spirit Realm.

I don't know how long it took, with the efforts of one genius after another, the spiritual path finally improved, although it was difficult to reach the initial peak, but it was not enough to live a life, and it was manipulated at will, and it had a place in the void spirit world where all races coexisted.

"What is this, did you make it up yourself?" Xiao Shu felt as if he was listening to a story.

"I didn't make it up, my grandfather told me. Mo Qiunian scratched his head, in fact, he didn't believe it, he used to listen to all the stories, and he remembered them after listening to them.

"What is the Spirit Dao?" would you?" Xiao Shu asked curiously.

"Lingdao is a cultivation method based on spiritual power, according to legend, because of the loss of the original spiritual way, under the practice and cultivation of spiritual monks, many similar methods have been derived, although a hundred flowers are blooming, but also collectively referred to as spiritual path, and there are ......."

"Stop, wait a minute, have you learned this so-called spiritual way?" Xiao Shu saw that the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and hurriedly interrupted.

This sentence was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing Mo Qiunian's newly ignited emotions, drooping his head, and said weakly, "No, not everyone is suitable for learning Lingdao, grandpa told me that because of the loss of Lingdao in the early years, during that time, many people's descendants have changed their physique, and they may not be suitable for cultivating Lingdao anymore, even if they are forced to cultivate, it is difficult to achieve anything." ”

"So you're not suitable for learning the Spirit Dao?" Xiao Shu asked subconsciously.

Before the words came out, Mo Qiunian's tears fell again, squatting down and shrinking into a ball, he was still being chased and killed just now, and now he was struck by Xiao Shu.

"Okay, okay, I didn't ask," Xiao Shu is too late to change his words now, comforting people is not his forte, the more he talks about Mo Qiunian, the more he cries.

"Speaking of which, that old man asked you to find Ling before he died, do you know who it is?" Xiao Shu hurriedly diverted the topic and asked, as soon as Mo Qiunian cried, it began to rain there, although it couldn't get wet, but it was really annoying.

It turns out that children are still easily distracted, Mo Qiunian really stopped crying, wiped his tears and said, "Sister Ling'er, but she is in Lingwan, and I don't have any leaf pattern gold on my body, how can I find her?"

"What is Lingwan's place?" Xiao Shu saw that he really didn't cry anymore, and immediately answered.

"Lingwan is the largest academy of Lingdao, a place that everyone aspires to go to, many powerful people come from there, and there are even the most complete spiritual Dao methods, as long as they can be recruited into ......"

Mo Qiunian's voice became smaller and smaller, that was the place he longed for the most, and the young man always longed for that one day he could become a powerful spiritual warrior, and freely come and go between the thousands of stars in the void spirit world, and achieve a legendary story.

But the reality is always cruel, he can't sense spiritual power, just six words, he will be turned away, even worse than ordinary people, even if their talent is poor, they can always try to cultivate the spiritual way, no matter how slow the progress is, it is better than him, he can't practice at all, maybe there is not one out of 10,000 people, it can be regarded as a miracle.

That's all it takes, but his twin sister Mo Ling'er is completely different, not only can she sense spiritual power, but also has a very high level of understanding, even the most basic spiritual path method in the clan can be cultivated handy, the two of them are compared, it is as bad as a cloud, the relationship was originally quite good, but gradually estranged, although Mo Qiunian didn't care on the surface, but in fact, he felt very uncomfortable, until the day Mo Ling'er left, he didn't take the initiative to say a word to her.

In the final analysis, it is still a child who is awkward, and at this time, the first thing Mo Qiunian thinks of is still his sister Ling'er, who is strong and independent but cares about herself.

"Let's go back and see, maybe someone else will survive besides you. ”

Xiao Shu suggested, Mo Qiunian is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child, he doesn't have half a penny on him, and he is still a crying young master, if he really wants to let him go to Lingwan alone, it will be difficult for him, not to mention that he may not even know the road, it is estimated that he will starve to death halfway, it is better to go back and see, in case there is still someone alive.

"What if they're still around?"

Mo Qiunian still didn't dare to go, and when he remembered the appearance of those black-clothed people with knives in their hands, he couldn't walk.

"What are you afraid of with me?"

......

The Mo family can be regarded as a big local family, a total of seventy-eight clansmen, women and children, located under the Lanshan Mountain, not half a mile forward is the town, there are many basic spiritual cultivation methods in the clan, although it is not powerful, but it is not bad in this small place.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, Mo Qiunian stopped and walked all the way, because he was afraid, he kept talking to Xiao Shu, but then he was really annoyed, Xiao Shu didn't bother to pay attention to him, until the sky was completely dark, and then he returned to Mo's house.

It was silent, dark and dreary, and even the moonlight was hidden behind the clouds, and I couldn't bear to look at the blood here.

One corpse after another, Mo Qiunian could call out his name, obviously yesterday, everyone was still teasing and laughing with each other, but now only the cold night wind is left to echo.

Who the hell is it?

The fear in his heart was gradually diluted by anger, maybe because he hadn't seen it with his own eyes before, maybe because there was still a trace of luck in his heart, but the scene in front of him still shattered his illusions, and the naked blood was presented in front of his eyes.

Although he Mo Qiunian is an unsuccessful young master, he is afraid of hardship, tiredness, and death, but what he is most afraid of is his friends around him, his relatives are hurt, who did the Mo family offend?

"Unilateral massacre, no resistance at all. Xiao Shu judged from the death of these corpses that there were no extra wounds on the body, either the heart, or the throat, all of them were fatal blows, and they were extremely fast, and they died before they could resist at all.

There are also many people who died in the bed at home, and they were killed before they even woke up, the other party should have taken advantage of the early morning, before dawn, to take advantage of the weakness and kill the Mo family quietly, but then I don't know what happened, alarmed the Mo family, but the people who came were too strong, and it was useless to find out, and he was still killed, only he Mo Qiunian took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Mo Qiunian didn't say a word, pinched his thighs tightly, and wanted to cry, but he still held back, he didn't want to let these dead elders and playmates see him so useless at this time.

With a deep breath, Mo Qiunian calmed his mind and walked towards his home.

Pushing open the door, even though he was prepared, his heart still throbbed fiercely, and he walked over in a daze, kneeling in front of the two unrecognizable corpses, and even breathing became difficult.

Xiao Shu sighed secretly, this kind of thing is too difficult for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child to accept, because everything happened too fast before, and the fear of death, Mo Qiunian didn't have time to think about this, but now, ......

It's really dead.

Never to be seen again.

Mother and father will never come back......

Emotions that had never existed filled Mo Qiunian's mind, neither like sadness nor anger, but suddenly became calm, so sad that he couldn't even cry.