Zhongrong City, where the emperor's family is located, is the center of the Desolate Saint Secret Realm.

Outside the city, in the west of the mountain range, there is a willow forest, the branches have just burst out of tender green, so that people feel that although the spring is cold, but there is already a sign of recovery.

Walking into the depths, there is a courtyard.

In front of the courtyard door, there is a flagpole of two zhang high in the two stone altars on the left and right, and the green flag on the top of the pole is fluttering.

The golden silk thread on the right flag is embroidered with a round of scorching sun, and there is a handsome bird in the center of the scorching sun, named Golden Crow, born with three legs, spreading its wings and magnificent. The flag is waving with the wind, and it looks even more lifelike, as if it wants to spread its wings and soar over the world.

This is the emperor's family crest, named Yuyang Jinwu.

On the other side, the left flag is embroidered with the four big characters of "True Martial Dragon". The silver hook and iron stroke, the strength is extraordinary.

In the martial arts training ground in the courtyard, before the mist at dawn dissipated, the children of the outer mansion had already started their daily morning exercises.

"Recite the Six Sacred Songs!" A loud shout resounded throughout the martial arts training ground, only to see a middle-aged man standing in the center of the school field, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, strong and strong, wearing a black suit, with a straight waist, showing a heroic spirit, and taking a closer look, there was no shadow behind the middle-aged man.

"At the beginning of heaven and earth, six spirits were born. Divide the holy position, seize the creation, and call the six saints. ”

"It is regarded as day, sleep is night, and the first holy title is candleted. ”

"Give birth to four elephants, turn into ten thousand beasts, and Taiyin will always take thousands of demons. ”

"Clay creates people, gives three lives, and Emperor Wa is in charge of reincarnation. ”

"Open up the great wilderness, expand the territory, the desolate saint holds the sword town too empty. ”

"Life and death, life merit, Buddha and saint light the lamp to light all worlds. ”

"Ming Lile, spread all laws, and Tianzun morality governs all frontiers. ”

A group of teenagers and girls, about hundreds, were standing in the center of the martial arts training ground and reciting in unison.

They are all full of energy, and every word is sonorous and powerful. The middle-aged man kept patrolling the field, his bright eyes constantly sweeping over everyone, his gaze like a sword.

"The way of purple qi forging the body, get up!" The middle-aged man shouted while pacing: "When the sun first rises, it is the moment when yin and yang alternate, bathing in the morning glow and filling oneself. Although you can't cultivate for thousands of miles, the foundation laid in this way will also be of great benefit to your future cultivation. ”

"You can come here because the emperor family takes a fancy to your qualifications and gives you the opportunity to cultivate yourself in this land of order. Today, a year later, the top 20 foreign races will receive a second-level blood melting pill to improve their bloodline. The rest will be eliminated and returned to the Land of Disorder. Do you understand?"

The emperor's family is the bloodline descendant of the Desolate Saint Emperor Jun.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the power of Taixu continued to erode heaven and earth, and Emperor Jun came to the boundary of heaven and earth with his sword, using his own soul as the eye of the formation and flesh and blood as the formation, incarnating the enchantment and suppressing the Taixu.

Therefore, heaven and earth are grateful, and the power of the blood of the emperor's descendants is given. Now the descendants of Emperor Jun can stimulate their own bloodline and greatly improve their own strength in a short period of time, so the emperor's family is also called the Holy Blood Emperor's family.

The bloodline is the aggregation of life, and the world has a spirit because of blood. This is the first sentence in the ancestral motto of the emperor.

"Yes! understood!" the boy and girl replied loudly, her fists in her hands non-stop, whistling. One move and one style, between the opening and closing, there was a faint purple qi surrounding his body, moving with the fist wind. Yingxia forging the body, as if the whole body is breathing, this is the mystery of the way of purple qi forging the body.

Why do you want to forge your body?

Because all things have souls, and the body is the boat that carries the soul, all living beings in the world first refine their bodies, and when they have the body perfected, they will cultivate their souls, and their souls will be complete, and they will change their lives against the sky and soar into immortals!

This world is based on the soul.

But at this moment, in the grass in the distance, there was a young man leaning over and hiding in it, carrying the turtle breath method used for hunting, and secretly watching them.

The boy is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his appearance is nothing special, with short hair, dark eyes, and facial features that are not big or small, just right, he looks not much different from an ordinary village boy, and he also reveals some simplicity and kindness.

He was dressed in gray-green clothes at this time, wrapped in animal skins around his waist and abdomen, and carrying a homemade hunting bow and a few pots of arrows, as if he had just finished hunting.

"Since I was a child, I followed my father to hunt, but I have developed such hearing and vision. Where order and disorder are placed, I don't know what order is and what is disorder. Could it be that the world outside the secret realm is disorderly for the young and old, and there is no distinction between the inferior and the inferior. The young man thought slightly. "I was born with meridian stasis, and forging my body is already my limit, can I only be a mediocre hunter in this life? ”

The sun is rising, and the dawn has passed.

"Stop!" the middle-aged man's shout interrupted the Orion boy's thoughts. All the teenagers and girls on the field also stopped their movements, stood side by side, and listened to the middle-aged man's lecture.

"The human realm is fourfold, the bones are high and the flesh is full, and the upright and shadowless are extreme. And on top of this, get rid of the shackles of the physical body, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and step into the sevenfold realm of soul refining. ”

"You are fortunate enough to be selected by the emperor's family, the background must not be weak, and the first weight of the human realm has already been reached. Now, I'm going to teach you the cultivation method of the second level, the realm of the five internal organs!"

"The human realm is fourfold, and the soul refining is sevenfold! The cultivation method of the five internal organs has been formed!" When the Orion boy heard this, he had already put the thoughts he had just thought behind and listened carefully.

Just as the young man was fascinated by what he heard, a stone suddenly broke through the air, and he was immediately hit in the head, and blood flowed.

"Haha! Mo Chen, you wild species are actually eavesdropping on the emperor's martial arts!"

Following the prestige, the three teenagers stood in the distance, looking at Mo Chen contemptuously, and the brocade-clothed young man at the head smiled and said: "Stealing the emperor's martial arts, breaking your hands and feet, or banishing the border, I see if you are tired of life." In his expression, he was smug about the flying stone just now.

"I forgot, you are a lowly person, your lame father Mo Hong, lost his left hand, and was exiled. Your mother dislikes you, doesn't want you, and abandons you in the mountains. Then it seems that the only way to report to the foreign government is to break your hands and feet, haha. ”

"Don't insult my father!" Mo Chen roared, immediately picked up the stone that had fallen on his side, and threw it straight towards the young man's door.

Mo Chen's family is poor, and he has been hunting wild beasts since he was a child, and he has been using bows and arrows and flying stones for a long time, although he can't be like those masters of the human realm. But this throw, I'm afraid that the young man's head will be broken.

"Stop!" a loud shout came from afar. See a lame, rectangular face with wrinkles on his face. Dressed in a gray cloth robe, it was slightly tattered, but it was cleanly washed. In his right hand, he was on a worn-out wooden cane, and in his left hand he was empty, except for a sleeve that fluttered in the wind.

Seeing that the stone was about to hit the head of the young man in brocade, the lame man actually used a cane instead of his right foot as the center, and his left foot drew a semicircle, stepped into the air, and spun in the air. Swept across the air, instantly in front of you, like a volley of void. The right cane slashed downward, smashing the stone directly into the ground.

Glimpse of the Shadows!

The young man in brocade didn't recognize this gesture, but Mo Chen had just seen it, and it was actually a form in the way of purple qi forging his body.

Although there is no faint purple qi that surrounds the body, this series of movements, with the eyesight of Mo Chen, will never admit mistakes.

"Father, why are you here? Mochen exclaimed.

"Come back with me!" Mo Hong was furious, and even the words he said were not as good as before. With three points of anger, seven points of indisputability.

"But Father ......" Before Mo Chen could finish speaking, Mo Hong's left sleeve flicked, wrapped around Mo Chen's right hand, and pulled him back. "This is not the place we should be, come back with me!"

At this time, although the brocade-clothed young man on the side escaped the danger of flying stones, he was resentful in his heart, pointing at Mochen's father and son, and kept shouting: "Bastards! You lowly people! I will definitely report to the foreign government and take your dog's life!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man in black on the martial arts training ground squinted his eyes and glanced at the ink dust, and then ignored it. But there was a hint of worry in his expression.

Mo Chen's red eyes were red and he said unwillingly: "Father, can we only swallow our anger, just because we are naturally inferior to these people? Why are you banished, father!"

Mo Hong pulled Mo Chen, walked forward quickly on crutches, and whispered, "Don't ask this...... All you have to do is remember that we are outcasts, and this is not for us to come. Let's go back first, and we'll talk about other things later. ”

I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, and they all say I'm an abandon. No matter how hard I tried to reach out to the others, they were afraid of me and hated me because I was the child of the exiles, and they called me a wild seed. ”

"Why, why are you banished, father, where is your mother!" Mo Chen grabbed Mo Hong's clothes tightly, howling and crying, too much grief and anger accumulated in his heart, and he could only vent it with tears and roars.

At this time, he struggled to pull, but he didn't expect to be broken free of his sleeve. Immediately rushed into the nearby mountain forest.

"Chen'er!" Mo Hong exclaimed, "You can't go there! In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the deep forest.