Chapter 1 Purple Wood and Gray Jade

Murong Lin Zhi stared at the purple loaster, his face was full of horror, and the hands holding the purple loaf involuntarily kept shaking in front of his chest with the purple loaster.

The purple loft wood is three inches long and half an inch wide, it is a relic left to him by his mother, for more than ten years, Murong Lin Zhi wears a golden silk thread, usually hanging around his neck, like a longevity lock, hanging on his chest.

Whenever he was ridiculed and ridiculed, Murong Lin Zhi would go to a place where there was no one to visit, take the purple snail wood from his chest, carefully hold it in his hand, and keep stroking it.

At this moment, the purple oak has become different from the past. In the past, it was light purple, but now it is a deep purple, with a blood-like red color.

It was originally a piece of dead wood, but at this time it exudes a strong vitality, and there is a faint light fragrance, which constantly fills the air and refreshes people's hearts.

These were not the reasons that caused Murong Lin to be frightened, what really surprised him was that a soul appeared in the purple tree.

The soul is unique, and it is common knowledge that a person has and only one soul.

However, the soul in the purple tree was actually another soul of his Murong Lin Zhi.

Murong Lin Zhi didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at the moment. He definitely didn't expect that such an unexpected and sensational thing would happen to him.

This is definitely an appalling thing, in this cultivation realm, in Yunjun, a city inhabited by hundreds of millions of human beings, in the history of civilization that has been recorded for tens of thousands of years, this kind of thing has never happened.

Even in the future, this kind of thing is difficult to happen, but now, this kind of thing that is difficult to happen really happened to him Murong Lin Zhi.

Two souls, one of the main soul, existed in his physical body and presided over all the activities of his body, while the other secondary soul slept in this purple tree.

Why is this happening? Is it a blessing or a curse?

Murong Lin Zhi didn't know, he only knew that all these changes started with this new scar on his forehead, and the time was just three days ago.

On that day, the sky was full of dark clouds, there was no wind, and the weather was so hot that it was breathless.

In the mountains behind the family, Murong Lin sat cross-legged, holding the purple wood left to him by his mother in his left hand, while holding a gray spirit jade in his right palm.

Lingyu is the carrier of spiritual arts, and a piece of white spiritual jade records a practice method.

In Yunjun, the spiritual jade that recorded spiritual arts was white, but the spiritual jade in Murong Linzhi's hand was gray.

When the gray spirit jade came into his hands and where it came from, Murong Lin Zhi didn't know. He only knew that from the time he was sensible, the spirit jade was in him, as if he was born with it.

Without exception, the gray spirit jade was engraved with a spiritual technique called "Soul Training Chaos Technique", which Murong Lin Zhi had practiced since he was a child.

This spiritual technique was very strange, and after Murong Lin Zhi cultivated it, he could not practice other spiritual techniques. And the "Soul Cultivation Chaos Technique" could not improve Murong Linzhi's cultivation at all, so that the seventeen-year-old Murong Linzhi's cultivation has been staying at the first level of the day after tomorrow, without any progress.

This is a world where the strong are respected, and Murong Lin Zhi, who is on the first floor of the day after tomorrow, is regarded as a joke of the entire Murong family. In Yunjun, every thoughtful person talked about Murong Linzhi after tea and dinner, and everyone thought he was a fool, and even a three-year-old child dared to bully him.

Murong Lin Zhi still firmly practiced the "Soul Cultivation Chaos Technique". Although it does not improve his cultivation, it can strengthen his soul.

However, with the passage of time, the continuous growth of the soul has brought a life and death crisis to Murong Linzhi's life, because the sea of knowledge on which the soul depends for survival has not changed for more than ten years, and it is still fragile.

The strong soul began to squeeze the narrow sea of knowledge, like an expanding air squeezing a balloon that was about to burst, in the past month, Murong Lin's weak sea of knowledge had reached a critical point, and it could not hold the soul that continued to grow.

Murong Lin Zhi really wanted to stop the operation of the Soul Training Chaos Technique, so that the soul would no longer grow, but the gray spirit jade was like being embedded in the palm of his hand, and Murong Lin Zhi tried all the methods, but he couldn't let it out of control.

If the spiritual jade does not leave the palm of the hand, it will provide a steady stream of spiritual sources for the Soul Cultivation Chaos Technique, and the exercises will not stop, and Murong Linzhi's soul will never stop growing.

Three days ago, Murong Lin Zhi felt that his time was running out, and he came to the back mountain of the family like a walking corpse.

Back mountain, the place where the bones of the family slaves are buried after death. If nothing else, Houshan will become his final destination in this life.

At this moment, cousin Murong Lin Feng, like a black ghost, quietly hid in the distance, and like a hungry wolf, silently watching Murong Lin Zhi.

After observing for a while, Murong Lin Feng didn't find anything abnormal, Murong Lin Zhi was still the fool who let others bully, so Murong Lin Feng's face was full of malicious smiles.

He approached Murong Linzhi silently, found a rock, wiped the dew from it, and sat firmly on it, staring at Murong Linzhi with a smile.

"Alas!" Murong Lin Feng let out a long sigh and opened his chatterbox: "Fourteenth brother, I really envy you as a fool, without a trace of worry and sorrow, and without thinking about life and death. ”

Murong Linzhi did not answer.

Murong Lin Feng didn't think about getting an answer here from Murong Lin Zhi, shrugged his shoulders, and Murong Lin Feng continued: "In this family competition, I won the tenth place, and the family reward I received was a Zhuji Dan that broke through to the innate level. ”

Murong Lin Feng had no joy on his face, sighed, and shook his head.

Murong Linzhi was still speechless, but Murong Linfeng was very satisfied with this, now, he just wanted to pour out all the words hidden in his heart, and Murong Linzhi happened to be a good listener.

"A Tsukidan. Murong Lin Feng smiled bitterly, "If it is a normal year, using it, I will effortlessly build a foundation into the innate world! However, what about entering the innate world, after three years, it will be a hundred years of great beast tide." One Zhuji Dan is better than nothing, I, Murong Lin Feng, need more Zhuji Dan, and I need to cultivate followers to cope with the hundred-year beast tide in three years. ”

Murong Lin Feng stood up from the rock and approached Murong Lin Zhi step by step.

"However, this time, the young nineteenth brother actually obtained ten Tsukidan. ”

Murong Linfeng came to Murong Linzhi's side, grabbed Murong Linzhi's arm, and said while shaking it vigorously:

"Ten Tsukidans means ten innate monks, and the nineteenth brother will cultivate followers in addition to himself. Therefore, there will be nine Innate Cultivators by his side, and in this Great Beast Tide, his chances of survival will be better than that of me, the Commander of the Light Pole. ”

Murong Lin was powerless to struggle, he was shaken out of breath by his cousin, and his neck seemed to be about to break.

"I'm not reconciled! Fourteenth brother, clan bi, I lost to the nineteenth brother, and I can't grab his Tsukidan. ”

Murong Lin Feng spoke his mind, and his face showed a terrifying hideousness;

"Fourteenth brother, you are a fool at the same time, so when the tide of big beasts comes, you are the first group of people in the family to give up. I know that two years ago, when the patriarch was in retreat, he quietly gave you a Tsukidan, a congenital follower can't protect you, you will become food in the mouth of the demon beast, it is better to be merciful and give me that Tsukidan. ”

Murong Lin Feng chattered endlessly, Murong Lin Zhi didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard Murong Lin Feng's words, his godless eyes were still looking at the dark clouds floating in the sky, and a silly smile appeared on his face.

At this time, Murong Lin Zhi's only thing was that habitual mechanical movement, raising his right hand, in a vain attempt to throw away the gray spirit jade in his palm.

Murong Lin Zhi's action was seen by Murong Lin Feng, and he stared at the gray spirit jade intently.

"Lingyu, fourteenth brother, what kind of spiritual art is this, come, come, come, send the Buddha to the sky, this, you don't want it, just give it to me together, the tenth brother will remember your good for the rest of his life, and in the future, my children and grandchildren will provide you well." ”

After Murong Lin Feng finished speaking, he put down Murong Lin Zhi's arm, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the spiritual jade in Murong Lin Zhi's palm.

"Wow!" Murong Lin Feng grabbed the spirit jade, and with a force, the gray spirit jade did not move in Murong Lin's palm.

Murong Lin Feng shouted a few times, and his strength continued to increase, but the gray spirit jade was still in the palm of Murong Lin Zhi's hand.

"Strange!" Murong Lin Feng was sweating profusely, and his hands had to be retracted.

"Lao Tzu does not believe in evil. Murong Lin Feng glanced at the gray spirit jade in Murong Lin Zhi's hand, and he calmly took out a jade bottle from his body and poured out a pill.

"Hmph" Murong Lin Feng glanced at Murong Lin Zhi again, poured another pill, and took it together with the previous one.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Lin Feng's face became as red as pig's blood, and he was at the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, and his cultivation seemed to have reached the innate level in an instant, and his strength had reached the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, which had really increased several times.

Murong Lin Feng leaned his body against Murong Lin Zhi again, his left hand turned into a sharp claw, tightly grasped Murong Lin Zhi's right palm, and shouted in his mouth: "Get up." ”

With all his strength, Murong Lin Feng's palm finally had an extra piece of gray spirit jade, and the general heat flow immediately flowed throughout his body.

"Chaos practice magic tricks. Murong Lin Feng's consciousness fell into the gray spirit jade, and he immediately felt that the spirit skills recorded in the gray spirit jade were different, other spirit jade was in the order of the technique, but the chaotic cultivation of the divine technique was based on the trick as the guide.

Murong Lin Feng immediately became interested in this, and all his spiritual sense fell on the spirit jade, and his body involuntarily let the spirit trick run, and the true qi in his body immediately moved when he heard the wind.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

At this moment, the true qi in Murong Lin Feng's body, like a stream of boiling water, was scurrying uncontrollably throughout his body.

Murong Lin Feng was startled, and hurriedly collected his strength and stopped running, but the true qi in his body was not under his control, and he was still running around.

"Porphyry!"

Forced to collect the merit, Murong Lin Feng paid the price for this, a mouthful of blood blurted out, and a faint smell of blood suddenly filled the surroundings.

Murong Lin Feng tried his best, although he controlled the true qi in his body, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and his face showed the pale color of illness.

After a long time, Murong Lin Feng woke up from his panic, as soon as he checked his body, he found that his cultivation was not advancing but retreating, it turned out that he was already the peak cultivation of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, and breaking through the innate was just around the corner.

Now, the cultivation retreats like a tide, the ninth layer, the eighth layer, the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and only a few breaths, the cultivation retreats to the fifth layer of the day after tomorrow, and then it stops falling.

The acquired fifth-level cultivation, if you want to break through to the innate level, it will take a while, and you will have to work hard.

"You...... You ......" Murong Linfeng pointed at Murong Linzhi, gritted his teeth, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

Stealing chickens failed, and a handful of rice was eaten, Murong Lin Feng's eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at Murong Lin Zhi viciously, and all that came out of his mouth was heat.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

Suddenly, a terrifying murderous aura rose from Murong Lin Feng's body, and he rose from the ground with an arrow, raised the gray spirit jade in his hand, and smashed it towards Murong Lin Zhi's head.

"Fool, return your spirit jade. ”

Murong Lin Feng roared loudly to vent the evil fire in his heart due to the loss of cultivation.

At this moment, the sky suddenly lost a ray of light, so black that it could not be seen, and the wind began to whine and howl, as if it were about to overturn the back mountain.