In the endless darkness, there was a drop of blue water, and the drop slowly fell, and suddenly disappeared, as if it was blocked by something. Then I saw a circle of ripples and waves, is this a lake?

After the ripples, the pictures unfold outward to the center of the lake, which is nothing else, it is the experience of Xiao Yat's life.

Xiao Yat rose slowly, looking at these pictures that were no different from the real ones.

"I'm ...... Are you dead?" a slightly childish voice came out, which made people feel extremely sad.

Xiao Yicai is a teenager, he is only fourteen years old, and he died like this?

He was born in the Aura Continent, where the only criterion for measuring strength is the size of the spiritual power. This group of people who are able to use the aura are revered as revered as aura cultivators, who cultivate the aura of heaven and earth, some of the monks pursue wealth and power, and some pursue the supreme path. What he knows is only the five realms, except for the acquired innate division, the Broken Pulse Realm, the Gathering Spirit Realm, the Transformation Vortex Realm, the Spirit Source Realm, and the Creation Realm, which are the so-called five realms. As for the realm above the Creation Realm, he had never heard of it.

This is a world where strength is respected, and with strength comes everything.

He had never been to the outside world, just lived in a small town surrounded by mountains, and he didn't think about what the outside would look like. I just heard from my parents that the outside world is intrigued and bizarre, so let him spend his whole life in this city peacefully. All his parents hope is that he can live a peaceful, ordinary life like ordinary people. His parents named him Xiao Yat and hoped that he would live a comfortable life, and he did so until the moment he was framed and died.

Helplessly, he became the focus of the stars like the moon at birth, and it is very certain that he is a proud son, and it is rare to meet him in a hundred years or even a thousand years. Because as soon as he was born, he crossed the acquired realm and the innate realm that ordinary people must cultivate, and went straight to the Breaking Pulse Realm.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, he was born as a spiritual qi monk, which will naturally cause many people to be jealous. Since he cultivated Reiki at the age of twelve, he moved to the bamboo hut alone, thinking that as long as he endures and has no quarrel with the world, he will let him live this ordinary and beautiful life.

And he himself is not so obsessed with spiritual power, he thinks that the Great Dao is a soldier who surrenders without a fight. Could it be that the faith he had been pursuing was wrong? He spent fourteen years in the envy of others, and his cultivation was inadvertently leaked out. The so-called tree attracts wind and makes people disgusted, it seems to be this truth.

He really doesn't have any pursuits, just wants to live in peace.

His father, Xiao Tian, is only in the Spirit Gathering Realm, but he has become the top powerhouse of the young generation in Luoyu City, and it is conceivable that Xiao Yi has reached such a state at this age and is respected as a proud son, which is not an exaggeration.

Disaster falls from heaven, you don't provoke others, but others have already remembered you early.

Today's events are probably premeditated, right? Is this the so-called human nature?

Hehe, what a fool I'm in!

Xiao Yi's eyes flashed helplessness, pain, and great unwillingness. He's probably the first person to die like this, right?

He was not so afraid of death, but the only thing he couldn't worry about was his parents, as well as his sister who was not related by blood, and a bitter smile flashed in his heart: Xiaoxi, you have to live well. I...... I can't protect you anymore.

Suddenly, the picture was frozen at the moment when he fainted, it seems that before people die, they will recall their lives, it's true~

The pain spread all over his body, and he just felt his cheeks being slashed inch by inch, and his whole body being stabbed with a knife.

......

In the misty mountain range, Qi Yu stabbed Xiao Yi's body almost madly, I don't know if it was to vent his anger or have a brutal tendency.

"Forget it, haven't we already obtained the Jiuyang Spirit Vein?" Lin Xinran said indifferently, with no pity in his eyes. Because of this person, my cultivation speed that is almost against the sky will seem so insignificant, I hate this young man, I hate him for snatching the honor that should belong to me, and the Jiuyang spiritual vein does not belong to him at all. Isn't it? He's just a container for the Jiuyang Spiritual Vein, this Jiuyang Spiritual Vein should have been my Lin Xinran's, and now I'm just taking back what should have belonged to me, isn't it?

Seeing Xiao Yi's scars all over his body, bleeding profusely, and his cheeks that were destroyed by a knife, Qi Yu snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It's really uneasy to die, I get angry when I see your handsome face." Remember, there are some things that shouldn't be yours in the first place, and I pretend to be high-minded, I really want you to see your current appearance before you die. That's a bargain for you, phew!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Yu and Lin Xinran walked towards the old man named "Ming Lao", the old man's face was wrinkled, he was as old as firewood, and his face was treacherous. The two of them bowed to the old man and said, "Elder Ming, everything is going according to plan. ”

When the old man heard this, he smiled wickedly: "Okay, okay! In the future, there will be two more monks with peerless talents in our sect." ”

......

When night fell, the bitter cold wind blew on the branches of the trees, and it was cold and cold. The cold moonlight, covered with emptiness, sprinkled on the earth.

In front of the hut in the bamboo forest of the Xiao family, a beautiful girl stands, the girl's face is slightly anxious, she has been looking for Xiao Yi for a long time, but she has not found the person she wants to see until now.

The beautiful girl was dressed in a blue emerald cigarette shirt, and a mist pleated skirt with scattered flowers, and she was draped in a light blue emerald water thin smoke veil. If the shoulders are cut into the waist, if the muscles are condensed, the air is like a quiet orchid. Hao's wrist is equipped with a light light yarn, and a hollow hairpin on his head is slanted into a little purple hosta, and the falling tassel is sprinkled on the green silk, with a smile and a smile, which is very moving.

The girl's name is Su Yuxi, she was adopted by Xiao Yi's parents, and her life experience is a little bizarre. Her status in the family is very special, Xiao Tian and his wife have opened a courtyard for them alone, and the relationship between Su Yuxi and Xiao Yi is also extremely delicate.

Fourteen years ago, when Xiao Yat was one month old, one night, purple thunder flashed on the sky, heavy rain poured down, and the wind whistled and blew, and even the trees had to be uprooted.

After the thunder breeze passed, Xiao's mother was about to close the bedroom door, and a baby girl appeared in front of her.

The baby girl seems to have spirituality, she doesn't cry or make trouble, and her big eyes seem to be so deep.

Probably out of instinctive reaction, Xiao's mother carried the baby girl back to the house.

Xiao's mother was surprised to find that the baby girl had no ordinary food except for spiritual food

The baby girl wears a blue-purple spirit stone around her neck, which is embroidered with three ancient characters of Su Yuxi, which is the origin of the baby's name.

Six years later, the baby girl became a beautiful little girl, and she made her first request - to live separately, and Xiao's father and mother readily agreed, and opened up a slightly secluded house for her in the peach forest next to the bamboo forest.

There was a small stream running in front of the house, and this place cost a lot.

When Xiao Yat was 12 years old, in order to be quiet, he stayed in a bamboo cottage.

The relationship between the two is a little delicate, and they don't say anything about their brothers and sisters, and they usually refer to each other by their names.

Before separating yesterday, the two made an appointment to go to their house to enjoy the peach blossoms and water, and to drink tea and music.

One person plays the piano, and the other plays the flute, which is very poetic. However, Su Yuxi waited for a long time and didn't wait, so she went to look for it herself, and after a while, she returned to the bamboo hut, but there was still no trace.

All day long, she had an inexplicable sense of anxiety, and now, this anxiety is getting stronger and stronger, and her heart is beating unconsciously. There is a sense of panic that I have never felt before, and it slowly rises from the heart of a beautiful girl.

(End of chapter)