It was raining lightly, and the figure of a young man was running across the bluestone road.
Although the weather was not good, the young man was in a happy mood.
"Father! Mother!"
The young man rushed through the door and shouted excitedly, "I passed! The practitioners of Lingzhi Sect said that I have the qualifications to practice! I passed! I really passed!"
However, what greeted him was not the happy faces of his parents, but two human bodies lying upside down in the courtyard.
"Dad! Mom!"
The boy's parents were tailors from Liujing City, and they had a harmonious family. Unexpectedly, the boy's father was lured into a gambling house, became addicted to gambling, and borrowed a large sum of money.
Today, a creditor with a high interest rate happened to come to collect debts. This family really couldn't get the money, so the creditor started to threaten them.
Unexpectedly, one of the creditor's men was too harsh and beat the boy's mother to death on the spot. The boy's father regretted that he was so heartbroken that he fainted for a moment.
The young man passed the examination and was about to enter the spiritual sect to practice. It was originally a great thing, but unexpectedly something happened in his family.
My mother died tragically, and my father woke up soon after.
The young man was filled with hatred, both for the villain who beat his mother to death and for his father who was addicted to gambling.
A few days later, he followed his senior practitioners to the spiritual sect Lingzhi Sect, became an outer disciple, and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
But this road is not easy.
Those with excellent qualifications were selected into the inner sect and became the superior inner sect disciples; those with poor qualifications were persuaded to quit one by one, took back their status as outer sect disciples, and went down the mountain to go home.
The young man's qualifications were not good, but he knew that he was homeless, so he could only practice hard.
Try your best and fight to the death.
But even so, his qualifications could not support him to enter the inner sect. After staying in Lingzhi Sect for ten years, he could not put on the robe of an inner sect disciple.
Fortunately, in the past ten years, he still managed to ingratiate himself with some of the sect's stewards. When persuading him to return home, the stewards suggested that he become a "peripheral family" of Lingzhi Sect.
These cultivation sects have countless peripheral families. These families regularly provide the sect with some raw materials and can also help the sect find outstanding cultivation seedlings. Of course, these families will also be protected by the sect.
The young man thought about it and refused. He was a homeless person to begin with, so why did he talk about peripheral families?
So he became a casual cultivator and wandered around the world.
He has traveled to many places, done good things and bad things, killed people and saved people. When he was poor, he almost became cannon fodder for two spiritual stones, and he also made some small fortunes.
For a hundred years, he traveled almost all over the Zhou Dynasty and sold his life for many people, but in the end he was still a wandering cultivator like a wild dog.
Finally one day, he figured it out and stopped running.
He returned to the place of his birth, Ryugyong City.
His father has died of illness long ago, and the villain who killed his mother has also been dead for many years. He wants revenge and hate, but he can't find anyone.
Although his memory of this city is not good, the city still welcomes him very much. Several big families want to marry their daughters to him. After all, practitioners are high-ranking existences in this world, even if they are just casual practitioners.
So he stayed and married a daughter of the Huang family, but he could not be subordinated to others, so he established his own family. From then on, a brand new family, the Xu family, was born.
Through annexation, plunder and the birth of offspring, the Xu family became more and more prosperous and prosperous. Hundreds of years later, the Xu family's power was second to none in Liujing City, surpassing the original Huang family.
And the young man gradually entered old age. He became older and older, almost dying.
But at this moment, a casual cultivator who had been hanging out with him came to him and brought him a message.
A batch of treasures sent by the "Jinbao Pavilion" to celebrate the birthday of the Great Zhou Emperor had to pass through a nearby city, so these casual cultivators gathered together and wanted to give it a try.
This kind of thing is commonplace for casual cultivators.
If there are no cultivation resources, where will they come from without robbing or stealing?
In addition, he was about to die, so he had to fight even harder.
So one night, a group of casual cultivators attacked the convoy of Zhenbao Pavilion, killed countless guards of Zhenbao Pavilion and soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty, and took away a batch of treasures.
The impact of this incident was huge, and the Great Zhou Dynasty would not let it go. The influence of Zhenbao Pavilion was even greater than that of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Suddenly, there was a tremor, and many casual cultivators were massacred inexplicably.
The young man escaped this disaster perfectly.
After the news passed, he finally bought precious elixirs, which allowed him to successfully break through in his cultivation and finally advance to the Lingxi realm, which gave him a lot of longevity.
As time goes by, he gradually gets older, and all the treasures he grabs are quietly sold out, leaving only a simple black token in the end.
He believed it was a precious treasure, but he had not been able to study it for so many years, so he did not dare to show it to others.
Over the years, he has been in retreat not to practice breakthroughs, but to study this token.
Finally one day, his descendants asked to see him and told him that there was a young man named Xia Yu who killed his second clan elder, third clan elder and seventh clan elder...
Underground in Hongya Mountain, in a dark room.
Xia Yu slowly withdrew his fingers from the small metal bottle. He seemed to be watching a movie. The leaves on the small metal bottle actually recorded the life of Xu Da clan elder.
It’s all clear what Mr. Xu has done in his life, what techniques he has practiced, and who he has killed.
"Hundreds of years of life are just a blink of an eye." After reading the life of Xu Da clan elder, Xia Yu also had some insights in his heart.
In particular, Elder Xu's experience in practicing various techniques, his breakthrough into the Spirit River Realm, and the process of refining his natal spiritual treasure, all of these seemed to have happened to Xia Yu.
This is also a kind of learning.
The experiences of the Xu clan elder, the losses he suffered, and the combat skills and exercises he learned all remained in Xia Yu's mind.
"I didn't expect that this bottle has such a function." Xia Yu opened the bottle cap again and found that the inner elixir of Xu Da clan elder inside had disappeared.
Obviously, all the power in the inner elixir is digested and absorbed and turned into nutrients, and then a leaf grows.
"What on earth is this bottle?" Xia Yu was even more curious about his metal bottle.
This thing not only absorbs the spiritual power from weapons, but also absorbs the inner elixir of living people, which is really scary.
Xia Yu stopped thinking about the things that he couldn't figure out. He began to organize and pack the storage bags of Xu Da clan elder and Xia Yuanhao.
After all, Mr. Xu had robbed the royal tribute, and he was indeed rich. He still had more than a dozen Fire Bird Talisman, among which were various ancient books, treasures of heaven and earth, and elixirs.
In addition, the Xu clan elder also has eight thousand spirit stones, which is absolutely an astronomical figure for Xia Yu.
Two days ago, it was difficult for him to obtain a spiritual stone.
And now, he is already rich.
The strong are respected and the strong take all.
Xia Yu has a clearer understanding of the rules of this world.
Finally, he found the black token.
The black token is neither gold nor iron. It is made of unknown materials. It is heavy in the hand. There is no word on the front and back.
But like Mr. Xu, Xia Yu also knew that this was a good thing.
Xu Dazu always felt it based on his experience as a casual cultivator, while Xia Yu felt it through metal bottles.
When he picked up the token, a hungry breath immediately came from the metal bottle, as if a beast had seen the delicious little white rabbit.
The bottle had this aura on other treasures before, but it wasn't as strong.
So Xia Yu judged that this was a good thing.
Of course, good things cannot be wasted by bottles, so Xia Yu now prepared two storage bags, one specifically for bottles and garbage items, and the other for things he considered valuable.
After checking these, he started to check Xia Yuanhao's storage bag.
In comparison, Xia Yuanhao was much poorer. Xia Yu only found a few hundred spiritual stones, but he quickly found ores, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as spiritual iron.
Xia Yuanhao must have been collecting money to buy and collect them in order to refine his own natal spiritual treasure. All his money was used to buy materials.
Sure enough, Xia Yu found another green object. This object was square and looked like a green mahjong tile.