In the north of Chenzhou, deep in the Tai'an Mountains, at the bottom of a stone cliff, there is a shallow stone crevice, and a ragged and dirty young man is curled up in the stone crevice, sleeping soundly.

The unkempt and dirty hair, the stains on the pale face, and the heavy dark circles on the closed eyes made the man's handsome face look tired.

No one can see that this beggar-like boy is the first martial arts family in Jingzhou a month ago, Lei Xiaolin, the eldest young master of the Jingbei Lei family.

Lei Xiaolin, who was asleep, had a rope between his fingers, and one end of the rope was emitting green smoke, which was about to burn his fingers.

In this month, he relied on this method, day and night, every time he escaped for an hour, he slept a stick of incense, and he had escaped nearly 4,000 miles in the Tai'an Mountains. But he was never able to get rid of the pursuit.

Now he's on the verge of reaching his limits.

Even in the midst of extreme exhaustion, Lei Xiaolin couldn't sleep well, under his closed eyelids, his eyes kept turning, and his forehead was oozing with sweat, as if he was having a nightmare.

The thread had burned to his fingers, and even the pain in his heart could not wake him up immediately, and there were countless scars, old and new, between his fingers holding the strings.

The hot thread burned his fingers for more than ten breaths, and the flesh even made a slight sizzling sound under the burning of the thread, and he slowly opened his eyes.

After Lei Xiaolin woke up, he didn't take away the thread that was burning his flesh, he stared at the flesh between his fingers in a daze, until the thread went out by itself.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the tender flesh between the fingers is burned with pain. It hurts to the heart, but it is nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

Although the Jingbei Lei family has declined, it is still one of the largest families in the local area. Lei Xiaolin, as the only male of the Lei family's generation, has been pampered since he was a child, pampered, and never knows what suffering is.

But just a month ago, on a dark and windy night, Lei Xiaolin's world realm collapsed instantly. Countless black-clothed masked people poured into the Lei Mansion like hungry wolves, and there were more than fifty members of the Lei family. One by one, they died in front of him.

Lei Xiaolin's grandfather, father, uncle. Aunts, two sisters, these people who have loved him so much that they have annoyed him in his seventeen years of life. Sent him out of the enemy encirclement with his life.

When these are around him all day long. When the people who made him so annoyed that they all wanted to disappear really disappeared into his world, he suddenly realized that these people were his everything.

The pain of losing the entire world realm made him want to die. But he can't die, he wants revenge, and he also wants to destroy the human world that ruined the Lei family!

Thinking of this, I was in a dream just now. The blood light, the one by one, looked back at him. Eyes full of encouragement and hope suddenly appeared in front of me.

An incomparable pain welled up in his heart, making him almost unable to breathe, Lei Xiaolin pinched himself fiercely with his hand, only the pain of his body could make him breathe a little.

After half a sound, Lei Xiaolin gasped and stopped, he put away the rope, struggled to get up, and staggered forward.

This method of escaping by lighting a rope to control sleep time was seen by Lei Xiaolin from a codex left by his ancestors, which recorded the methods of many horse thieves in the northwest to survive in the wild.

When he was a child, when he read this codex as a miscellaneous book, he felt like a caged bird, and he once imagined how free he would be to live such a life.

But when he really lived such a life, he found that this life was so bitter.

Lei Xiaolin vomited as he ran, his vision was blurred, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten, his body and on the verge of collapse, all supported by his will.

He felt like he was running, but in fact he was just struggling, slowly moving his body.

Thirty miles behind Lei Xiaolin, a group of black-clothed people were following the increasingly obvious trails left by him because of his physical exhaustion.

In front of him, from outside the mountain, a group of men in black rode past him, plunged into the mountain forest, and intercepted him in the way.

Above him, a steppe eagle was staring at him with blazing eyes.

There was no way for him to escape.

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The Jingbei Lei family has been passed down to Lei Xiaolin's generation for 14 generations, more than 300 years.

The origin of the Lei family in Jingbei is quite legendary, it is said that the ancestor of the Lei family, Lei Genghu, got a strange prescription from somewhere, and the Chinese medicinal materials are ordinary, but the decoction made by boiling has a miraculous effect, and it can completely eliminate the secret injuries suffered by the martial artist when he cultivates the foreign exercises.

In the hands of Lei Genghu, the ancestor of the Lei family, this strange recipe was not of great use, he just relied on this strange recipe to prolong his life, and he lived to be one hundred and seven years old and died.

It is said that this person is more than 80 years old, and he is still as strong as an ox, and his foreign kung fu has not been reduced in the slightest, which makes the people of the time amazed.

Lei Qingshan, the grandson of Lei Genghu, is a martial arts master, and when he was a teenager, he worshiped the Shangyang Temple, one of the six thousand-year-old schools in Xiliang at that time.

After Lei Qingshan took charge of the Lei family, he dedicated the secret recipe of his father and ancestors to the master, and exchanged it for the Lei family for a high-quality foreign kung fu "Bull Demon Bone Forging" that made the Lei family rise in martial arts, and finally became a wealthy family.

"Bull Demon Bone Forging Gong" is one of the best outer kung fu in Shangyang Zen Temple, and the progress is rapid when cultivating, and after cultivating to the most extreme, it can be from the outside to the inside, giving birth to innate true qi, and becoming a top master of both internal and external cultivation. However, there are very few people who practice this exercise in Shangyang Zen Temple, and those who have practiced it are even rarer.

"Bull Demon Bone Forging Skill" is domineering and dangerous, if it is not born with an extremely strong physique, practicing it is no different from looking for death, so there will be a magic word in its name.

But this sinister and domineering foreign kung fu complements the legend of the Lei family's ancestors. Relying on these two things, the Lei family has become a master in the following decades.

Lei Qingshan is not only a martial artist, but also good at management, and has prospered the Lei family in decades. With the support of Shangyang Zen Temple, the Lei family has grown into a number of martial arts giants in the Xiliang Empire in just one hundred years.

Just when the Lei family thought that they would be like the Nangong family and the Murong family, prospering for hundreds of years, a great change suddenly happened.

Just over 100 years ago, the Eighteen Kingdoms of Taixi suddenly changed. It seems that an empire that was so powerful yesterday collapsed overnight.

With the help of some mysterious monks, a super empire that encompassed all the territories of the eighteen kingdoms of Taixi, the Great Qin Empire, suddenly appeared in front of people seemingly overnight.

In just three years, those countless powerful forces, countless martial arts sects, and countless wealthy families that once blocked the unification of Taixi in the Great Qin Empire were mercilessly uprooted.

In this process, four of the six thousand-year-old martial arts sects of the original Xiliang Empire were slaughtered if they resisted a little. Only Chenzhou Lingxiao Temple and Jingzhou Shangyang Temple were left to survive.

After Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Temple lost the support of the Immortal Sect behind them, and after losing the support of the imperial court, their power shrank rapidly.

Although Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Temple are declining, after all, they are still there for many years, and without the support of immortal cultivators, no one in the martial arts dares to fight his idea.

And the immortal cultivators who took control of this land instead of the six immortal sects of Xiliang seemed to be disdainful of these two mortal sects, and even let them survive.

Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Temple are also very careful to escape from the world.

The Lei family, which was once invincible under the wings of Shangyang Temple, also quickly fell down with this change. The Lei family ceded most of the industry and completely retracted the power back to the Jingbei Plateau.

Those powerful monks who controlled the eighteen kingdoms of Taixi did not rush to kill them all, which made Shangyang Temple breathe a sigh of relief, and also made the Lei family breathe a sigh of relief.

As the Great Qin Empire gradually mastered the Taixi region, the chaos gradually subsided, and a new balance slowly emerged.

Unlike those immortal cultivators who controlled the Eighteen Kingdoms of Taixi in the past, the Wulin Sect controlled as the spokesperson of the mortal world, and those mysterious monks who unified the Taixi region directly controlled the emperor and the official government, and their control over the mortal world was direct and effective.

Those martial arts sects that expected to replace the status of the previous six thousand-year-old factions were all disappointed.

In this case, the martial arts in the Taixi region were greatly suppressed, and they no longer lived up to the previous grand occasion.

Such a situation undoubtedly disappointed most martial arts figures, but it was good news for Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Temple.

If those mysterious monks were like the six great immortal sects of Xiliang before, cultivating martial arts sects to speak for themselves in the mortal world, once these sects grew up, Lingxiao Guan and Shangyang Zen Temple, which had lost their protection, would undoubtedly become fat in their eyes.

In such an environment, Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Zen Temple, the two fish that slipped through the net, were very lucky to survive.

Time flies, a hundred years seem to be fleeting, just when Lingxiao Temple, Shangyang Temple thought that their luck would last forever, they suddenly found that countless greedy eyes were staring at them.

In the past 100 years, in order to avoid arousing the suspicion of the current dynasty, Lingxiao Temple and Shangyang Temple closed and locked the door, and only randomly collected some villagers in the nearby ten miles and eight towns to enter.

In the past hundred years, the powerful faction of the powerful side has shrunk in the past two years, and there are only more than 100 disciples in the door, because of the limited qualifications, there are only a handful of first-class masters. Such strength can only barely be ranked among the second-rate strengths.

A year ago, the last grandmaster-level master of Shangyang Zen Temple died.

The Shangyang Zen Temple, which has lost the most guarded by the queen, can no longer stop the greedy eyes of those martial arts sects who covet the countless superior martial arts classics hidden in the temple.

After the Lei family closed and locked the door in Shangyang Zen Temple, they cut off contact with it, and the Lei family at this time was more like a merchant family than a martial arts family.

The Lei family has almost forgotten the glory of their ancestors. They forgot, but those people in the martial arts who have been waiting greedily for a hundred years have not forgotten.

Under the unpreparedness of the Lei family, the big stick that knocked on the mountain and shook the tiger fell on the head of the Lei family like a thunderbolt from the sky. (To be continued......)