Back in his room, Qin Ke closed the door tightly.

No one has ever failed to melt souls for thousands of years, and he has failed twice in a row, and no one knows why.

Except for himself.

Why can't you melt the spirit? In fact, it is very simple, because he was not originally a person from this world, his real name was originally Cao Yuan, in the process of going to Mount Tai with his girlfriend to play, his girlfriend accidentally stepped on the air, and was about to fall off the cliff, he was quick to move, pulled her back, and he himself fell towards the abyss due to inertia, and then inexplicably crossed into this world.

When he had consciousness, he was greeted by a bright light, which was a knife, the Spirit Slashing Knife.

In the dark, the spirit slashing knife flashed by, and then he lost consciousness, and when he woke up, he became Qin Ke, and it was only at this time that he understood that it was an assassination, an assassination against Qin Ke, the real Qin Ke was dead, and he was inexplicably in charge of his body.

At the beginning, every time he faced the Qin family, there would always be a trace of guilt in his heart, but as time went by, he began to like this family, and gradually integrated into this family, and everyone here gave Qin Ke the greatest love.

But......

Qin Ke clenched his fists, if he couldn't melt his spirit, he wouldn't be able to cultivate, and if he couldn't cultivate, he would be like a waste in this world.

Spirit Slash Continent, this is not an ideal world of cultivating immortals, here the rank is respected, here the weak are regarded as ants, and most importantly, here human beings do not have the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, to comprehend the supreme law between heaven and earth.

This is a world of blades, and this is a world of slashing spirits.

Here, children will be given a piece of spiritual iron from the age of three, no one knows where the spiritual iron comes from, only that when the spiritual iron continues to be nourished by blood, it will reach some kind of connection with the body, and usually the spiritual iron will be nourished for ten years, that is, when the age of thirteen, you can accept the melting of the spirit.

There are many ways to melt the soul, and the most common one is to have a person with a high realm to help melt the soul, just like Lang Xiu on the soul melting platform.

After the soul is melted, the spirit iron will be integrated into the body, and according to the different fits, the soul melting is roughly divided into four levels, low-level spirits, middle-level spirits, high-level spirits, and perfect spirits.

When the spirit iron is compatible with the body, it can be said that it has the capital of cultivation, and then it is the enlightenment spirit, which can also be called self-enlightenment.

Depending on the degree of soul melting, the difficulty of self-realization is also different, and the more perfect the soul melting, the more difficult it is to achieve self-realization.

When the self-realization is successful, it will be able to condense the spirit blade, and people will call the spirit blade condensed by themselves collectively called "soul slashing".

Although it is difficult for the human body to communicate with the truth of heaven and earth and comprehend the energy of heaven and earth, but the spirit can be cut off, people can improve themselves through the spirit slashing, and with the continuous growth of the slashing spirit, the human body itself will become more and more powerful.

However, no matter how human beings grow, in the Spirit Slash Continent, the name of the Slash Spirit can be passed down through eternity, but the name of a person is often forgotten by time, even if he moves the world every day, people will only look up to and be in awe of the name of the Slash Spirit, not the name of the person.

The Spirit Slash Continent deserves its name as a world of slaying spirits.

From weak to strong, the soul slashing is divided into: the lower three realms, the middle three realms, and the upper three realms.

The next three realms are the slashing realms: slashing the heart, slashing the will, and slashing the universe.

The middle three realms are the spiritual realm: the soul, the spirit master, and the spirit image.

The upper three realms are holy realms: weeping ghosts, shocking the sky, and the king of divine seals

It is said that there is also a legendary realm above the Holy Realm: the Taixu Sealed Spirit Realm, but the legend is too ethereal, and no one has ever reached that realm.

The pain in the palm of his hand made Qin Ke's thoughts suddenly retract.

As the fist slowly clenched, the palm that had stopped bleeding flowed bright red blood again.

Is this the price of crossing! Silently being a waste person in this world?

"I'm not reconciled!" Qin Ke finally stopped suppressing the anger in his heart and shouted loudly.

Since last year's failure to melt the spirit and the explosion of the spirit iron, Qin Ke pretended not to see all kinds of cold-eyed ridicule.

Because he never gave up, he was not afraid of the cold eyes and sarcasm of others, nor was he afraid of failure, he was afraid of resistance from this world.

Everyone can melt their spirits here, everyone has their own slashing spirits, even the grandmother who sells vegetables on the street can swing the slashing spirit with his hand, but he can't, if the first time is an accident, then this second time has already implemented the conjecture in his heart.

It is impossible for him to melt his soul here, this is the rejection from this world, how can a small human being compete with the whole world, not to mention that he is still an outsider.

After venting the gloom in his heart, Qin Ke lay quietly on the bed, since God chose to let him live again, why did he make him so unbearable.

In this world, everyone's fate is in their own hands, and after the age of thirteen, everyone can control their own destiny, and the slashing spirit represents everyone's destiny.

But where was his fate?

The sun was setting, and Qin Qingtian, who was lying in the middle of the courtyard, turned his eyes, and he hadn't moved for a day, and his body seemed to become stiff.

"Isn't it the Qingling Feast tonight?"

Qin Ke walked out from the side, slowly cleaned up the tea set on the stone table, and said lightly: "It's the Qingling Banquet! Grandpa's memory is so good!"

"Then why don't you go!" Qin Qingtian raised his eyebrows and said.

Qin Ke put away the tea set and said lightly: "The Qingling Banquet was organized by the empire to celebrate the success of those young people who melted the spirits, I didn't succeed, why did I go, not to mention that I had already participated in it last year." ”

"Since you have the courage to go to the Melting Spirit Stage, why don't you have the courage to go to the Qingling Banquet! Since you went last year, why don't you go this year? Are you afraid!" Qin Ke turned his head and saw Qin Qingshan's eyes, as well as the light in his deep pupils.

"Isn't that enough! Those eyes, those chatters, they haven't said enough, I've heard enough!"

Qin Ke said very slowly, just like his heart, very calm, and an afternoon was enough for him to think about many things.

"I'll only let you go to the banquet, when will you be humiliated!" Qin Qingtian slapped the table and scolded.

Seeing that his grandfather was about to get angry, Qin Ke was not in a hurry, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Yes! ”

When Qin Ke walked out of the gate of the Qin family, a carriage had already stopped in front of the door.

The golden roof, the white jade-like body, without too much decoration, but it highlights a temperament, the front end of the carriage is two black horned horses, Qin Ke is not the first time to see this kind of strange beast, except for the whole body is pitch black, there is a horn on the head, they and horses do not seem to be any different.

One palm gently lifted the curtain of the car, and a beautiful girl leaned out half of her body from it and shouted: "Brother Qin Ke, it's too slow, what are you waiting for! ”

The girl is very beautiful, with big eyes, delicate face, and a little beauty who is alive, and she is even more cute when she pouts at this time.

Qin Ke got into the carriage, put his hand on her head, and rubbed it gently, the girl seemed to enjoy it very much, and did not resist, but closed her eyes.

"I'm waiting for a word!" Qin Ke took his hand back, fortunately it was in the carriage at this time, otherwise if she let others see her rubbing her head, wouldn't it be upside down.

The little princess of the Xia family's royal family, Xia Xi, who saw her was not respectful, but she always looked like a child who didn't grow up in front of her, which made Qin Ke love her very much.

Xia Xi opened his eyes, looked at Qin Ke, and asked curiously, "Then have you waited!"

Qin Ke smiled slightly, didn't speak, just nodded gently.