In the fragmented Yu Mountain, the half-collapsed lonely peak is still standing stubbornly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Deep underneath the unyielding Scarlet Peak, there is also a stubborn, unyielding, and even more stubborn teenager who is as stubborn as a madman.

It seems that the Xiao family, who has refined the way of blood, should have such a descendant who understands what it means to be bloody. Even if it has been destroyed for nearly two thousand years, as long as the bloodline is still there, one day the former overlord will be able to climb to the top again.

It's just that I don't want to know how hard it is to realize it, and whether Xiao Yun's immature shoulders can bear such a heavy burden......

At this moment, Xiao Yun was obviously sad, painful, and angry. However, the young man who said goodbye to the last ancestor here, but also understood that he had the mission of inheriting the two sects, and he must remain calm at all times.

However, Xiao Yun didn't realize the most ironic point at all, the two sects that he always remembered and were determined to regain their prestige, although they were once the top overlords of the Continent Cultivation Realm, they were even more mortal enemies with each other.

At this moment, as the most important heir of the two major sects, if Xiao Yun uses his bloodline to discuss enmity, then kill himself, the current head of the Shenxiao Dao Sect. If you use the teacher's grace and family affection, the most suitable means to prevent the severance of the inheritance is to kill yourself, the remnant of the Blood Spirit Sect.

There are indeed countless grotesque things in this world, but I have never seen a few times in such a tangled grievance and hatred that I can't figure out. Xiao Yun's situation will only have one inevitable consequence, that is, the pain, pain, and pain of the youth, and he will always be the only one who can bear it.

And now Xiao Yun is suffering from pain, and the silent crying young man summons flames to burn the body of the ancestor who has suffered all his life into ashes. Immediately, Xiao Yunzhen took out the jade box and sealed the ashes, and wrote a name for this unknown ancestor who dripped blood on the jade box, Xiao Chang hated it......

Xiao Yun stared blankly at the underground alchemy place full of bones, and suddenly had the idea of escaping from this place. It's just that the young man who wanted to explore the ancestral ruins has only gained sorrow and pain after coming here, and there will be a little excitement to see the ancestral ruins.

The silent boy then pinched the seal, and wanted to collect the bones of the ancestors all over the land and leave this ancestral land full of grief. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a crisp sound of gold and iron suddenly came, and it immediately stopped the spell that the young man was about to urge.

Shocked to hear that the sound of this dead and silent Jedi appeared again, Xiao Yun hurriedly probed where the sound came from, and found that it was the huge Danding in the center that made this sound.

Surprised to see the strange sound of this giant ding, the puzzled young man couldn't help but secretly guess in his heart, could it be that there were other hidden ancestors in that huge Danding, or was the Dingzhong pill that had been conceived by the breath of earth fire for nearly two thousand years already psychic?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yun's idea of exploring the ancestral land returned, and he only hesitated for a moment, and the young man walked through the dense formation on the ground with his legs and steps. After a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yun had already come to the central place, focusing on the huge Danding that suddenly sounded.

This bronze dan ding as high as three zhang three does not seem to be a treasure, although there are also incomparably complex and exquisite decorations on the tripod, and the appearance is also very atmospheric. But the dense rust on it also shows that this is just an ordinary Danding that is so large and weighty that it is just that. Perhaps its existence is more of a symbol, and at most it can refine some ordinary pills.

Immediately before seeing the bronze giant tripod, Xiao Yun, who was used to being cautious, walked around non-stop. The boy spent more than ten breaths in a full three circles, and when he continued to look closely, he didn't find anything peculiar, but he frowned slightly and looked a little disappointed.

At this moment, the crisp sound of gold and iron broke the silence again, and it was from above the bronze giant dome. It seemed that there was something alive in the ding that sensed Xiao Yun's arrival, so he made a sound twice in a row, wanting to attract the young man's attention.

Xiao Yun hesitated a little when he heard the sound, but in the end, he couldn't resist the urge in his heart to find out, and then rode the wind up to the top of the giant dome that made a sound.

At this time, Xiao Yun realized that the sound coming from the giant tripod was that something inside the tripod was knocking on the lid of the tripod. And this giant wok, which should have no cover, is clearly to seal something in the ding. I don't know what it is, and it has been in the Ding for nearly 2,000 years. I don't think it would be a human being, otherwise it wouldn't have been without any words, just a series of tapping.

Xiao Yun, who is full of doubts, is a teenager, although he has a lot of experience, he always inevitably has the curiosity of a young man. At this moment, I saw Xiao Yun landing on the edge of the bronze giant tripod, stretching out his hands and holding the pull ring on the tripod cover, wanting to open the giant tripod to find out.

Although this nearly zhang-sized lid was extremely heavy, Xiao Yun had already cultivated his physical body to the point of possessing a thousand powers. Immediately, the young man let out a deep shout, and the huge bronze dome lid was overturned by Xiao Yun's force, and suddenly there was a dull hum of gold and iron hitting the ground, spreading throughout the space deep underground.

Xiao Yun, who could see the true face of Dingnei, didn't care about the movement he made, but just looked down at the black Dingnei with the light of blood beads. However, at this moment, the young man did not find any elixir, nor did he find useless dregs and ashes, let alone any living creatures in the ding.

Seeing this, Xiao Yun suddenly felt strange, how did that voice come from just now? I heard it correctly! And at the moment when the young man was confused and distracted, he saw a wisp of black mist flying up from the bottom of the roof, but it was rushing straight to Xiao Yun like lightning in an instant.

With such a close distance and such a fast speed, it was obviously impossible for the young man who was puzzled to avoid it. Xiao Yun, who had always been cautious, seemed to feel that there was no danger in the ancestral land, so for the first time, he did not summon the four evil demons to be on strict guard. I don't want this little negligence for the first time, even if it brings danger to the teenager.

Seeing that wisp of black mist that he didn't know what it was, he was about to pounce on Xiao Yun's body. At this moment, the young man felt a high temperature under his neck instantly, as if a flame suddenly burned in his chest. Immediately, I saw a stream of golden light surging out from Xiao Yun's chest, and immediately imprisoned the high-speed black mist in the void.

The change at this moment was that Xiao Yun's Ten Thousand Souls Wooden Card, which had not moved for a long time, was launched independently, which undoubtedly confirmed that the attacking black mist was a soul. Obviously, this soul that has been trapped in the bronze giant dome for an unknown number of years, and its intention to take away Xiao Yun's body has been revealed.

Xiao Yun was shocked to see the black mist that was constantly writhing and twitching in the golden light, and immediately regretted and secretly scolded himself for being too careless. If it weren't for Xiao Wan, who had just awakened from the innate spirit, to take the initiative to protect himself, it was really possible to die an unknown death this time.

However, Xiao Yun's cultivation is shallow, his knowledge and experience are not rich, and he clearly does not fully know the power he already has. Although his self-blame is a reason to be cautious, in fact, it is completely superfluous.

This is indeed not excessive, even if the Ten Thousand Souls Wood Card does not have an active protector. Just say that the four evil spirits that exist in Xiao Yun's sea of knowledge and are on the periphery of the young man's true soul are not vegetarians, how can they let the foreign soul take away Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun has these four fierce things that can devour souls for food, and unless his Zhihai is self-destructive, or encounters Yuanying Zhenjun, who is still irresistible to the young man, no one can invade Xiao Yun's Zhihai for half a minute. It is estimated that whoever wants to take away Xiao Yun will only die more miserably, and there will be no other ending.

At this time, of course, the frightened young man would not think of this, but just looked at the intent to take away his soul in a daze. Xiao Yun, who was glad that he could "escape death" after a dozen breaths, used his spiritual sense to communicate with the Ten Thousand Souls Wooden Card. The boy's move was obviously to let him loosen the golden light of his imprisonment a little, so that he could communicate with the soul who didn't know who.

Xiao Yun has been using spiritual sense to warm and communicate with the Ten Thousand Souls Wooden Plaque in recent years, although the innate spirituality that seems to be extremely immature is still like a three-year-old child, and it does not have the ability to communicate clearly and smoothly. But for Xiao Yun, who had already recognized the master, he obeyed his words, and even if the golden light of soul fixing that was more and more brilliant was slightly weakened, Xiao Yun's spiritual sense could also enter the golden light smoothly.

"Who are you? Why are you sealed in my Xiao family's ancestral land? If you don't tell me honestly, you won't be able to go to reincarnation immediately!"

"Rao... Spare me, I... I said......"

Xiao Yun was interrogated, but he was immediately shocked again. It turned out that the soul that had been banned in this Ding for nearly two thousand years was one of the protagonists who caused the destruction of the Blood Spirit Sect back then, and the only son of the Sword God Sect's Sword Seventeen Sect Master.

At this time, Xiao Yun finally got the truth from this sword, which was very different from the past that Chong Xiao Zhenjun had talked about. According to the confession of this soul that has been sealed for nearly 2,000 years, Xiao Lie is not a bloodthirsty and murderous person at all, but a chivalrous person, and it is best to do the thing that eradicates the injustice in the world.

Obviously, Xiao Lie's reputation comes from his character, and after offending too many evil monks, he was blamed and deliberately slandered as a demon. It was also because of Xiao Lie's extremely strong personality that he disdained to defend himself, and this slanderous remark was gradually known by the monks of Manchuria.

It can be seen that this person's words are terrifying, Xiao Yun himself has tasted the taste of being slandered, and he has also created rumors for others. Of course, the young man understood that the destruction of the Blood Spirit Sect was completely a crime of desire, and everything was a conspiracy of competing interests.

And the reason why the soul of this sword was sealed here was because it was encountered by the nosy Xiao Lie when he was doing evil outside. Only then was Xiao Lie, who was angry that he raped and killed a mortal girl, destroyed his body, took his soul, and was sealed in this giant ding.

But at that time, Xiao Lie didn't completely stop the matter, he just planned to ban this scum for a hundred years and release it. I don't want the Blood Spirit Sect to be destroyed by the conspiracy because of this incident, which also makes this damn sword capture survive in this tripod until today.

And this seemingly ordinary bronze giant tripod made Xiao Yun look away, this tripod is one of the three treasures inherited by the Blood Spirit Sect since ancient times, and it is called the Soul Refining Tripod. But this tripod is neither a magic weapon nor a spiritual treasure, but a weapon of ancient witchcraft.

Although this tripod cannot be used for attack, it has no defensive power. However, its only and most unique power is that it can collect the remnant soul fragments that are scattered between heaven and earth, and then refine them into the Soul Condensing Pill, a holy product of cultivation, through the monk's manipulation technique.

There is a record in the appendix of the "Blood Spirit Heavenly Sutra": One pill of soul condensation increases longevity, and our sect is fundamentally soul refining. The meaning is very straightforward, a soul condensing pill can increase the life span of a high-level cultivator who cultivates the primordial god for a hundred years, how can such a treasure not be the foundation of a great sect?

And it is precisely because this damn sword is sealed in the Soul Refining Ding that its soul has survived unharmed to this day nearly two thousand years later. But such a bizarre story also seems to confirm a market slang that mortals often say: good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.

It can be seen that Xiao Yun's hatred of this unrighteous thief is also reasonable, when did this heavenly way distinguish between good and evil? and when did he help the suffering? In short, in the extreme concept of the young man, this heavenly way is really not a fucking thing.

Xiao Yun, who knew the secret at the beginning, was suddenly so angry that his eyes were bloody, and his black hair danced without wind. Immediately, he no longer communicated with the soul obtained by the sword, but urgently ordered Xiao Wan to break the soul of this damned person immediately, and not leave a trace that could be reincarnated.

At this moment, I saw that the golden light gushing out of Xiao Yun's chest suddenly became brilliant and grew several times, and the black mist soul of the sword was in the brilliant golden light, and it existed for less than three breaths, and it turned into the most basic soul energy and was absorbed by the Ten Thousand Souls Wooden Card.

At this point, the real culprit that detonated the destruction of the Blood Spirit Sect has finally been retributed after nearly two thousand years. But obviously, Xiao Yun didn't think that this result was the justice of the Heavenly Dao, and in fact, it did not have anything to do with the Heavenly Dao, which had always been high up and regarded all spirits as grass mustard.

After dozens of breaths, the brilliant golden light had disappeared, but Xiao Yun, who was furious, was still extremely sad and angry in his heart. It wasn't until today that the young man really fully understood the reason why the Xiao clan was destroyed, and he blamed himself for blaming his ancestor Xiao Lie for wrongdoing.

As a result, Xiao Yun became more and more aware that this world was not only hateful by Heavenly Dao, but also those despicable and shameless monks. From this day on, the boy who was not yet twelve years old completely gave up the idea of cultivating and becoming an immortal, and vowed not to look back and embarked on the road of cultivating evil against the sky.

The dim dark red light reflected the depths of the earth, and Xiao Yun, who was bathed in it, was not at peace for a moment. Like a stupid purple-robed young man who stood for a long time, only the expression on his face kept changing, sometimes angry and sometimes silently crying, showing signs of imminent madness.

As time passed, the anger in the boy's heart was gradually replaced by a renewed sadness. Looking at this vast space, which can be regarded as an underground miracle, it is impossible to imagine the young man in the prime of life and the tears that flowed uncontrollably from the dead silence of the present.

I could only hear the young man crying and complaining to the bones of the ancestors all over the place, and he could vaguely hear the six words clearly, that is, he vowed to kill all the ......" (to be continued.) )