As the night deepened, the wind rose.

Dark clouds drifted from the sky, covering the moonlight and blocking out the starlight.

"Is this going to rain?" He Xin looked at the sky, put away the gems, and planned to go down the mountain to go home, after all, he was only a twelve-year-old child, and after melancholy, he was still a little scared to stay in the mountains.

However, as soon as he stood up, the dark clouds in the sky surged, and a wet touch came from his face, followed by a heavy rain pouring down, almost covering the entire mountain.

"I can't go down. He Xin frowned, although this is not far from the town, but it is taboo to walk on the mountain road in the rain, and it is still night, let alone walking, he knows this truth very well since he was a child.

"Let's take shelter from the rain in the cave first. He Xin returned to the place where he had just looked at the stars, and hid in the cave, which he often came to play, and he knew everything in it, so he was not afraid.

Through the entrance of the cave, it is engraved to see the heavy rain outside, and some ravines on the mountain road are soon filled with rainwater, and looking into the distance, you can see the trees swaying in the wind, the dark clouds surging, changing into various shapes, and the rain between heaven and earth is connected into a line, boundless, forming a huge rain curtain, enveloping the woods and the town.

The power of heaven and earth, vast and high, is far beyond the reach of manpower.

"However, if it is a dragon vein warlock, he can fight the heavenly power with his person!" He Xin looked at the heavy rain outside the cave, and gradually fell into a trance, and then he took out the gem inside and held it in his hand, "Sister, I will become a dragon vein warlock, and then I will go to see you!"

My sister's identity is too high, high like the god above the sky, if you want to get close to her, you must at least have enough strength to match the sky.

"No one has ever been able to awaken a warlock bloodline after the age of twelve, am I an exception?" He Xin began to examine himself, no matter how much he longed to see his sister, but the reality still had to be faced after all.

If you don't awaken your bloodline at the time of bloodline detection, it's impossible to become a dragon vein warlock, which has been verified by thousands of years of history.

"I must be an exception, for my sister!" He Xin gritted his teeth, his eyes became firm, he was twelve years old, he was still full of passion, and he believed that as long as he worked hard, he would definitely succeed.

The rain became heavier and heavier, from the original continuous rain curtain to the fact that a god had chiseled open the sky and a heavenly river poured down.

"Looks like I can't go back today. He Xin frowned, he had never seen such a heavy rain, but fortunately, the weather was not too cold now, and he could stay in the cave for one night.

He Xin took out a flint stone in his arms, threw it into the sky, and exploded a huge red firework in the air.

This thing is not afraid of water, it can explode if it is thrown out, it is most suitable for transmitting signals on rainy days, you can use this to tell your parents that you are okay, and then He Xin went back to the cave, planning to find a more comfortable place to sleep.

"Hey, when did there be an extra stone bed here, a pillow, well, and a mirror, I haven't been here for more than ten days, and there are people living there?"

He Xin lit a fire, looked around with wide eyes, and found that this cave was a little different from what he had seen before, and there were obvious traces of artificial chiseling.

However, he was not very old and did not think much about it, but when he saw this scene, his heart rejoiced, and he jumped on the stone bed, and lay down with a pillow wrapped in yellow cloth.

"It's even better if someone has lived, just get a good night's sleep first, nourish your spirits, and start exercising tomorrow morning, I heard that a strong body helps to improve the awakening bloodline, although it is before the age of twelve, but now the effort may also have an effect. ”

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The next morning, the weather cleared, the sun shone into the cave, and He Xin woke up from his sleep.

"I slept so well this night!" He Xin felt that he was now full of strength, full of energy and energy, and even the mood that was originally depressed because of parting with his sister was much better.

Then he ran down the hill in one go, over the jungle, over the paths, and back into the town, not at all tired, not even out of breath.

"When did my physical strength get so good?" He Xin was pleasantly surprised, didn't think much about it, just felt that this was a good start, a beginning that was easier to awaken the warlock's bloodline.

From this day on, He Xin forgot what it means to be tired, and exercised like a demon every day, his parents had persuaded him, and his friends had also persuaded him, wanting him to recognize the reality and understand that ordinary people are destined to be ordinary people, and the bloodline of warlocks is not something that can be obtained by exercise.

But He Xin didn't believe it, he firmly believed that he would definitely be able to awaken the bloodline of the warlock, he climbed the mountain with a heavy load, swam ten miles, ran around the mountain, and cultivated an extremely strong physique, and over time, he became a well-known warrior.

Three years have passed, He Xin is no longer limited to Yanan Town, he began to travel all over the world, further tempering his body, strengthening his physique, wanting to make himself extremely strong, so as to discover the warlock bloodline in his body.

It's a pity that until he was twenty years old, he still couldn't awaken the warlock bloodline, and eight years later, he has become the most powerful warrior on the continent.

Except for the Dragon Vein Warlock, no one was his opponent.

However, even a little warlock who was twelve or thirteen years old and just getting started could easily defeat him without much effort.

This is the sadness of the bloodline gap, the innate gap determines everything, only the warlock is a dragon, and the others are destined to be insects, and there is no possibility of change.

Only He Xin's unremitting exercise, constantly strengthening his body, trying to find a way to awaken the bloodline of the day after tomorrow, but he never succeeded, and even at the age of twenty-three, he could clearly feel that his body had reached a certain limit, and it was impossible to become stronger anymore.

"The limits of humanity are like this, only warlocks can surpass them, mortals will stop there. A dragon vein warlock told He Xin this, wanting him to give up and not waste his efforts again.

However, for the sake of the thoughts in his heart, for his sister who was far away in the imperial capital, He Xin's will did not waver in the slightest, even if he could not make any progress, even if there was no road ahead, he was still working hard and exercising.

If you don't become a warlock, you are not qualified to step into the imperial palace, and you are not qualified to meet your sister in an upright manner.

Five, ten, twenty, thirty, forty years...... For decades, until he was over seventy, He Xin was still waving the sword in his hand, standing in front of the cave where he watched the stars when he was a child, and took out the ruby again.

He didn't know what the use of this gem was given to him by his sister, but for decades, he had always carried it with him and never left him, and just three days ago, news came from the imperial capital that his sister had died of illness.

Although dragon vein warlocks are powerful, their lifespans are generally not long, and they are even shorter than ordinary people.

"It's not as sad as I thought. The white-haired He Xin sat down in front of the cave, looking at the gem slightly distracted, decades have passed, too many things have been washed away by time.

The memory of his childhood has long been blurred, he can't even remember what his sister looked like, and what still remains in his heart now is probably just the exercise he has been doing for decades, and the obsession of becoming a warlock through training.

Not limited to the innate bloodline, he can achieve the obsession of a warlock through acquired efforts, and this obsession has been integrated with his life.

As for why you want to become a warlock, it doesn't matter anymore.

He Xin stood up and walked into this flicker again, he saw the familiar stone bed, mirror, pillow, and then lay down gently, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became calm, and gradually changed from calm to subtle, and finally disappeared without a trace, and his vitality was cut off.

He's dead.

Also alive.

He Xin suddenly felt that he was patted on the back, and subconsciously opened his eyes, feeling the warm sunshine, and what came into his eyes was a young man in strange clothes, who was smiling to himself.

"A dream for a lifetime, child, it's time for you to wake up. I can teach you the way of a warlock, are you willing to learn it?"