The cold peak is ethereal, the mountains are stacked and green, the mountains are surrounded, the spirit valley is like spring, the Xiaoyao Valley is located in the Qingling Mountain Range of Dongsheng Shenzhou, the territory is thousands of miles, the aura is full, all the people who have come here are called the fairyland of the world.

There is a mountain col in the eastern corner of Xiaoyao Valley, called Qiyue Valley, and the valley is full of fiery red maple trees, and the fallen leaves on the ground are more than half a foot thick. A waterfall fell from the sky beside the valley, and the rumbling sound shook the valley.

A piece of land near the waterhole has no fallen leaves, revealing fresh soil, and in this small corner of the universe, an earth-shattering story is quietly beginning.

"Poof"

With a soft sound, an arm broke through the ground and stretched out.

Out of the ground came an embarrassed figure, which seemed to be a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a green shirt covered with mud and dirt.

The boy stepped out of the ground and sat down against a maple tree, panting.

"This is the fourth time. The boy let out a long sigh and raised his sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He gasped for a moment, and suddenly smashed his fist on the ground, leaving a shallow fist mark, gritting his teeth and scolding: "Damn, He Xingyu, bastard, you wait, sooner or later, one day, Lao Tzu will also bury you in the soil as flower fertilizer!"

He may have used too much force, which affected the injuries on his body, and he grinned in pain, then covered his mouth and coughed, and when he released his hand, he saw that his palms were red and he coughed up blood.

He closed his eyes, hit the tree with the back of his head, and shouted in pain: "For what I will be a waste, for what ...... I will be?"

The thick maple tree was swayed by him, and the fiery red maple leaves fell and fluttered in the wind.

After venting for a long time, he finally stopped, and suddenly pointed to the sky and scolded: "Thief God, are you blind, I, Li Qianmo, have never done anything bad, why do you want me to be a waste, you thief, Lao Tzu will poke you into a big hole one day......"

His shouting echoed through the hollows, dispersed by the roar of the waterfall.

Li Qianmo vented frantically, and finally quieted down, slowly raised his right hand, unfolded his palm, and there was a blood-red bead lying quietly in the palm of his palm, the size of a pigeon's egg, shiny all over, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

"What is this, very mysterious, how can it be buried in the ground?" he looked at the bead and groaned, thinking back to the situation when he was buried alive in the ground, when he was struggling underground, his hand touched a round and smooth bead, and he fished it in his hand, I didn't expect the bead to look so weird.

He stared at the beads for a moment, shook his head and sighed, "No matter, let's go back first." With that, he put the beads into his arms, and slowly stood up with the trunk of the tree, and a heart-rending pain came, and he grinned, and staggered to the edge of the pool, picked up a handful of water to wash away the mud on his face, and the clear water reflected his face, only to see that his eyes were like stars, his lips were thin and his nose was straight, his eyebrows were in the sideburns, and his black hair was simply tied behind his back, although he was not very old, he was already very handsome.

After washing, he dragged his heavy steps and stepped on the thick fallen leaves to slowly leave Qiyue Valley.

Walking out of Qiyue Valley and passing through the redwood forest, a majestic peak appeared in front of you, and a zigzag stone staircase winded up, which was the road to Tianji Pavilion.

Tianji Pavilion is one of the six divisions of Xiaoyao Valley, since ancient times, Li Qianmo is a disciple of this generation, he actually has never understood why the master wants to accept him as the only successor of Tianji Pavilion.

"Little waste, stand still!" Li Qianmo was just about to set foot on the mountain road leading to Tianji Pavilion when someone stopped him in the distance.

He turned his head to look, and his heart sank suddenly, and he saw five young men of his age walking briskly, all with playful smiles, as happy as a cat seeing a mouse.

These five people, like He Xingyu, are also people who often bully Li Qianmo, so he didn't want to say anything more to them, so he raised his feet and continued to move forward, and also sped up, but he was injured and limped fast.

"Damn, are you deaf!" The tallest of the five young man shouted angrily, and suddenly ran quickly, grabbed Li Qianmo's clothes, and glared at him viciously.

Li Qianmo also glared at him fiercely, and said coldly: "Han Jian, this is the foot of Tianji Peak, you had better be restrained." ”

"Hmph!" Han Jian snorted coldly, loosened his collar without anger, and said sarcastically, "We met Senior Brother He Xingyu just now, he said that he taught you a lesson in Qiyue Valley, how is it, is it comfortable to be beaten, little waste!"

Li Qianmo glared at him fiercely, snorted coldly and turned his head to leave.

"Hey, little waste, what's the matter, let's talk to my brother. Han Jian sneered at him.

The other four disciples also laughed and scolded, a small piece of waste, and scolded extremely ugly.

Li Qianmo held back his anger, trembling slightly, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Han Jian, Qu Yuan, Mu Shaofeng, Feng Yan, Wang Renjie, the five of you remember for me, your humiliation of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will definitely repay it twice." ”

Han Jian's voice became farther and farther away, and he finally couldn't hear it after the end, Li Qianmo's heart was also much clearer, his anger slowly calmed down, and he walked up the steps along the curved mountain road, and walked forward.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a suspended stone stack, built against the cliff, and below is an endless abyss, surrounded by mist, which makes people feel chilled at the bottom of their hearts.

Through the suspended stone stack, a vast flat suddenly appeared in front of it, with fragrant grass and green trees, and a sheep's intestine path zigzagged into the woods.

Li Qianmo walked along the sheep intestine path through the shady woods, and the front suddenly opened up, it was actually a square, and a huge old locust tree was planted in the center of the square in the distance, it was estimated that more than a dozen people could not surround it, and the bark was as black as iron.

When this season, this locust tree grows luxuriantly, the pavilion is like a cover, the heavenly machine platform covers most of it, and you can see the locust flowers in the lush eyes when you look up, bright like stars.

There is a huge stone tablet standing under the old locust tree, one person is more than high, the handwriting on the tablet is scribbled and difficult to read, it is said that this tablet is called Taixuan Tablet, and I don't know its origin, in short, the age is very long.

Li Qianmo walked through this square, stepped on the bluestone road and walked into a mountain col, only to see that there were many high eaves attics built in the col, Langfang Hui Pavilion was cleverly arranged, although it was not very fancy, but it made people look at it and have a sense of worship, this is the Tianji Pavilion, and the square he passed by before was called Tianjitai, he entered the valley when he was eight years old, and has lived here for eight years.

After entering the gate of Tianji Pavilion, he turned west and came to his room.

Li Qianmo climbed onto the bed with difficulty, he was already panting, he had been bullied many times in the past eight years, and injuries were commonplace.

He sat down cross-legged, and the true qi in his body slowly squirmed, reaching all the tendons and veins and acupoints, and finally returning to the dantian.

"Hey, why is this pranayama so strange?" Li Qianmo was pranayama, and suddenly felt that his true qi was different from his previous state, and he suddenly wondered in his heart.

He carefully felt the true qi in his body, and found that today's true qi seemed to be much more active than usual, running almost twice as fast, and he couldn't find the slightest reason after thinking about it for a long time.

In the middle of the night, Li Qianmo slowly collected his work, jumped out of bed and walked a few steps, and was surprised to find that his body was not in much pain, and his internal injuries were more than half better, this feeling was really amazing, if it was before, such a serious injury would definitely take five or six days to recover to this extent.

"What happened today, why will my injuries heal so quickly?" Li Qianmo touched his body in surprise, a little inexplicable.

When his hand touched his chest, he felt a round hard thing on his chest, and a flash of inspiration seemed to flash in his mind, so he quickly reached into his arms and took out this thing.

The blood-red beads lay quietly in his hand, emitting a faint red light, which was extremely mysterious.

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