Ling Yun walked forward slowly and took the bronze scroll over. Suddenly, a force that seemed to come from the ancient times began to pour into his body.

The Supreme Heavenly Dao, the original Hongmeng, the three spiritual phenomena, the source of Yin and Yang, the four symbols of Yin and Yang...

An ancient existence that seemed to come from the ancient times was reciting a scripture of the Heavenly Way for Lingyun in the sound of the original heaven and earth. Every sentence and every word seemed to encompass the rules of heaven and earth and the changes of all things.

At the same time, small ancient seal scripts entered Dao Lingyun's mind, and a few hundred words seemed to be all-encompassing. Although they were magical skills, they were somewhat similar to some of the mysteries of heaven and earth in the "Daoming Scroll" that Lingyun read before.

Ling Yun pondered carefully.

At this moment, these hundreds of words seemed to be red soldering irons, imprinted on his soul.

"ah!"

pain.

The pain of the soul.

Unsolvable pain.

Ling Yun had never experienced such pain, it was a pain that thousands of arrows could penetrate the heart. Under this pain, Ling Yun's face even began to twist.

Over the past seven years, Ling Yun's will has been so strong, but he still cannot resist it.

Ling Yun rolled in his head, but with the Four Talents formation, no one could know the pain he was suffering at this moment.

I don’t know how long it took, but his cold sweat had wet all Ling Yun’s clothes and bedding. He opened his eyes with a pale face.

"Why does "Huangji Jingshi Shu" have only the beginning but no subsequent text?" Ling Yun's voice was a little weak, as if the secret technique of initiation destroyed the endless vitality of his body in an instant.

The demonic energy of the heavenly way began to gush, constantly walking between the seven meridians, connecting the countless meridians of Ling Yun's body.

At this moment, Thirteen Black Cat lay beside him, looking up in an old and hoarse voice, saying, "Thousands of years ago, the demon clan was in chaos, and this book was divided into multiple copies. What I got was just the beginning, but it was enough for you to enjoy."

"Huangji Jingshi Shu" can't stop as long as you start practicing. It will continue to absorb the essence, blood and vitality in Lingyun's body, and will also change the mind of the practitioner. When Lingyun cannot resist one day, he will become a useless person and become a madman.

"Trying to find the part behind the magic book may be able to solve this problem." Thirteen Black Cat said.

Ling Yun nodded.

"The human race has a strange book, "Three Thousand Volumes of the Daozang", which may solve your difficulty in cultivating the demon scriptures." Thirteen Black Cat reminded.

"I'll find it!"

After the black cat guided Ling Yun how to run the magic method, he jumped on his shoulder and disappeared.

Under the guidance of the black cat, Ling Yun finally understood the first practice technique, the Heaven-Swallowing Practice, which is also the content of the Heaven-Swallowing Pamphlet recorded in the "Huangji Jingshi Shu".

This heaven is not the way of heaven, but the spirit of heaven, the spirit of earth, and the spirit of all things.

By pursuing the Heaven-Swallowing Technique, Ling Yun's body was running rapidly in the seven extraordinary meridians like a flood, and at the same time began to try to impact the eighth meridian.

The next morning.

The northern demon was ready to move, and Ling Feng had no choice but to take charge of the command and take a few subordinates away.

The Ling family is temporarily handed over to Ling Yun’s uncle and Ling Feng’s wife, Mrs. Huayang, for the time being.

Lingyun felt a chill in his heart. For himself, the wind and rain came...

Ling Feiyu, Ling Yun’s parent-child, this person will be revenge. When Ling Feng is in the family, he may be restrained, but at this moment...

Ling Yun still can't guess how Mrs. Huayang will deal with her for the time being.

The time of reading is full of joy.

"The Thirty-Six Swords of Wen Tang" is a book that hides the thirty-six sword skills of the Wen Tang family in the previous dynasty. However, for thousands of years, no one has been able to appreciate the essence of this book. As for the Thirty-Six Swords, it has long been awesome.

Lingyun is a person who likes to read. Seven years of time, desert islands, deep mountains and forests, making it impossible for him to study in the books and books. It is extremely painful. Now that Lingyun has the opportunity, he will not miss any time to study.

Three days passed in a hurry.

Today, the Ling family’s young genius battle will officially begin.

Every year, the Ling family holds a genius battle to select geniuses, and the top three will receive generous rewards, including martial arts skills, magic medicines, runes, etc.

Ling Yun still doesn’t know what the reward is this year.

Make clothes and go out.

The morning sun shone on Ling Yun's face, causing a trace of vitality to appear on his originally bloodless face.

People in the family have already begun to go to the Lingjia Martial Arts Field.

This is a huge building in Lingjia Zuoyuan. There are observation platforms in all directions, competition platforms in the middle, and presidency platforms, referee platforms, etc.

Morning light shines.

Hundreds of people have gathered in Zuoyuan.

"Lingyun is here!" I don't know who shouted, and everyone looked at the entrance of Zuoyuan Gate.

A young man in brocade clothes walked slowly into Zuoyuan. He was thin, his face was dull, and he was a little sick. He looked extremely weak, like a sick young man.

And he has also lost his image as a beggar a few days ago.

"Looking for death!" Ling Feiyu said coldly.

After a day of repair of the spiritual medicine, he had basically recovered from his injuries. Seeing Ling Yun's eyes were filled with evil and jealousy, he knew very well that he might not be Ling Yun's opponent, but today the real masters of the younger generation of the Ling family are all here.

He didn't believe that Ling Yun could still be as arrogant as he was a few days ago.

"Is this Ling Yun?" The viewing platform was not only the members of the Ling family, but also the officials from the city and some generals and academy officials in the army.

"Three days ago, he defeated seven boys in front of the Ling family with his own strength and killed one. This kid is not only strong but also full of hostility, which is not simple!"

"I also heard that this little guy is really strong. Maybe he can become a dark horse this time!"

Sitting in the middle of the referee table was a man in a black cloak and a mask on his face.

Ink robe!

The butler of Ling Mansion is also the most mysterious person around Ling Feng. Over the years, no one has ever seen his true face except Ling Feng.

Ling Yun was looking at the ink robe, and the ink robe was also looking at Ling Yun, with all eyes facing each other, and in the end Ling Yun avoided his gaze.

It was a strange look. If it took too long, Ling Yun might be mentally trapped in it.

Several more men came in one after another.

Among them are Ling Feng's wife, Mrs. Huayang, and Ling Yun's uncle, Ling Jiannan.

Ling Jiannan walked directly to the competition platform and said, "Today, the Ling family's genius battle began. The third generation of Ling family disciples, 108 people, all come here!"

Ling Yun slowly walked to the front of the competition stage.

"Lingyun, I didn't expect you to come and participate in the genius battle?" A woman said coldly.

"Why don't you dare?" Ling Yun looked at the woman in front of him with a ridiculous look. This woman was Ling Yun's real sister, or to be precise, she should be her half-sister.

"Hmph, it's best not to fight for things you shouldn't have, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." The woman turned around and left after she finished speaking.

Ling Yun didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!