Canglan Realm, Lihuo Dynasty, Sapphire City, Fu Family Zhengtang.

"Fu Yuan's spiritual sea dried up, his qi and blood were withered, and today he was demoted to a commoner in order to protect the family's future achievements," said Fu Heng, the contemporary patriarch of the Fu family.

The elders of the Fu family and the core disciples nodded silently.

"It's so shameless!" A sudden voice came from outside the main hall.

The pale Fu Yuan walked into the main hall and said sternly: "For many years, I have used my own blood to support Qinglian, and I have produced a lot of Qinglian fruit for your cultivation. Now that I have been attacked by Qinglian, you will turn your face and not recognize anyone."

Fu Yuan is a direct descendant of the third family. In the early years, his biological father was fighting in blood outside, and he desperately brought back a nine-leaf green lotus. Unfortunately, his biological father died of a serious injury soon after.

The nine-leaf green lotus cultivator can wash the essence, cut the marrow, and sublimate the spiritual power after serving it. Unfortunately, the nine-leaf green lotus brought back only bears three fruits, one for the patriarch Fu Heng, one for Fu Yuan’s second uncle Fu Hun, and the third one for Fu Heng. The three pills were taken by Fu Yuan's biological father to treat the disease, but unfortunately they still did not save Fu Yuan's biological father's life.

After three fruits are used, the nine-leaf green lotus can no longer bear green lotus fruits.

Later, due to Fu Yuan's awakening of the body of the Holy Spirit, Fu Yuan's blood essence can be used to feed the nine-leaf green lotus and bear green lotus fruit. For the sake of the family's great cause, Fu Yuan resolutely released his blood and essence to support the nine-leaf green lotus every day. A piece of green lotus fruit, with the blessing of green lotus fruit, the Fu family has grown from a second-rate family in the past to one of the four major families in Qingyu City.

However, a month ago, Fu Yuan was feeding the nine-leaf green lotus as usual, but he was suddenly attacked by the nine-leaf green lotus.

At first, the patriarch thought that Fu Yuan would recover in a few days and continued to support Nine-leaf Qinglian, but three days ago, the clan doctor told Fu Heng that the body of the Holy Spirit was completely abolished, and even Nine-leaf Qinglian was completely withered and worthless. can become mortal.

Only then did Fu Heng decide to demote Fu Yuan to a commoner, not to enjoy any treatment for the descendants of the family.

The second uncle Fu Hun said coldly and faintly: "My child, you have become a crippled person, and it is for your own good to demote you to a commoner. It will not be a relief to spend a normal life in the future."

Fu Liang, the son of the patriarch, said indifferently, "Brother, just accept your fate and stop struggling."

After Fu Yuan heard it, he shouted in a cold voice: "I treated you like siblings back then, but now when I get into trouble, you turn your face and don't recognize anyone. Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"

Fu Liang sneered: "The family business is at a critical moment. If you don't feed the disabled, you are no longer valuable."

"Today, you have become a commoner, and you are not qualified to speak in the main hall. Get out."

After Fu Yuan heard this, he immediately shot in anger. Although the spirit sea was exhausted, it was still the body of a generation of the Holy Spirit. The power of the physical body had not been completely withered. The fist wind roared, domineering and majestic, and rushed towards Fu Liang.

When the patriarch Fu Heng saw this, he immediately stood in front of Fu Liang and held up a strong qi to resist Fu Yuan's punch. With a loud bang, the qi burst into ripples. Seeing this, the surrounding people still felt incredible in their hearts, the body of the Holy Spirit. Withered to this point, it is still so powerful, but it is a pity, even so, it is only a return to light.

Although Fu Heng was displeased in his heart, he couldn't kill Fu Yuan directly. After all, he was a former minister of the humerus. If this matter spread out, it would also ruin his reputation.

Anyway, it has been reduced to a waste, and there is no turning point.

Fu Heng looked at Fu Yuan at the moment and said, "I know you are not satisfied, but Dao is ruthless. I can give you a chance. If you can grasp it, you can still retain your direct line status."

After everyone heard it, they were slightly startled.

Fu Heng said, "I will give you three days to recuperate. After three days, if you can support 30 rounds under Fu Liang's hands, even if you have become a crippled person, you will still be treated as a direct descendant. How about that?"

After listening to Fu Hun and the others, they felt that this plan was very good.

Everyone in the family knows that Fu Yuan's current situation is getting worse day by day. Although the body of the Holy Spirit has only appeared once, it is estimated that it will only happen once.

After Fu Yuan heard it, he sneered again and again and fell to this point. He didn't know what Fu Heng was thinking.

Even if he does not fight for steamed buns, he has to fight for his breath. Although he is not Fu Liang's opponent now, he is still quite sure that his vitality will be severely damaged and he will not be able to cultivate.

Gritting his teeth, he replied, "Okay, see you in three days."

Fu Yuan turned and left the main hall, his back was full of loneliness.

Fu Hun said at this moment: "This little guy is at the end of the road, but the power of the Holy Spirit is still there, are you going to give him such a chance?"

The corners of Fu Heng's mouth rose and said: "Of course the opportunity is given, he must go to the pharmacy to retrieve Yuandan to recover his injuries, but the effect of the Yuandan he took out is not good, and it may accelerate his qi and blood to wither. "

Fu Hun grinned and said, "Good strategy."

Fu Heng glanced at Fu Liang next to him, and instructed: "After three days, there is no need to kill him directly, to make his injuries worse, and he will not live long. We must let outsiders know that he died suddenly and violently."

Fu Liang smiled knowingly and said, "I see, Daddy."

After leaving the main hall, Fu Yuan went straight to the pharmacy. The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was Fu Wen. He was nearly sixty years old, and his temples were gray. When he saw Fu Yuan coming, his face suddenly became sullen. He had long known that Fu Yuan would be demoted to a commoner today.

He squinted and said, "I know you want to get Yuandan back, but you have become a commoner, and you are no longer qualified."

Fu Yuan was not surprised by Fu Wen's attitude. He already knew that the whole family had colluded against him, and he didn't intend to take medicine politely when he came here.

He quickly pushed forward and stretched out his right hand to contain Fu Wen's throat. The speed was so fast that the pharmacy shopkeeper didn't have time to react. The pharmacy staff around him also broke into a cold sweat.

"Even if my vitality is seriously injured, it's more than enough to kill an old dog like you. Hurry up and take out the Huiyuan Dan for Laozi, or you will die."

After that, Fu Yuan increased his strength, and Fu Wen suddenly blushed and was frightened. He hurriedly said to the guy next to him, "Quick...give it to him."

These people can still understand the mentality of killing one is a dead end.

The pharmacy clerk hurriedly took out a bottle of Huiyuan Dan from the cabinet, and tremblingly walked to Fu Yuan to hand it in.

Fu Yuan grabbed the medicine bottle and threw Fu Wen on the ground, disdainfully: "If the tiger falls in Pingyang, it's not your old dog's turn to bully you."

Fu Wen's face was suddenly gloomy, but he didn't dare to say anything, and it didn't matter. Anyway, the Guiyuan Pill for him was already prepared.

Fu Yuan returned to the house and received the medicinal herbs. He did not take it directly, but brought nine-leaf green lotus from the futon. Nine-leaf green lotus was the size of a palm, the leaves were drooping, and the color was dim. It was planted in a square vase all the year round. With its own essence and blood, the current nine-leaf green lotus, although its spirituality has been destroyed, has become a common medicine.

But after getting along for so many years, Fu Yuan knew Jiuye Qinglian like the back of his hand. Even if it was dry, its lotus leaves could still test out whether the Huiyuan Dan was highly poisonous. At this stage, no one could believe Fu Yuan.

He took out an elixir, kneaded it into powder and sprinkled it on the lotus leaf, and suddenly it made a screeching sound, and a fine black smoke came out.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yuan's anger immediately surged, and he was about to get up to find Fu Wen to settle the account. He was in a hurry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and sprinkled it on the nine-leaf green lotus.

Suddenly, the nine-leaf green lotus came to life, the branches and leaves flourished, the spiritual energy recovered, and the golden light was shining...

Fu Yuan was stunned, what happened?

The nine-leaf green lotus aura sublimated and evolved into a nine-leaf golden lotus at a speed visible to the ***** eye.

Before Fu Yuan could react, the nine-leaf golden lotus flooded into Fu Yuan's spiritual sea in an instant. Immediately, Fu Yuan's eyes went black, the world turned upside down, and when he opened his eyes again, it was another world.

The place where he stood was a golden water pool, and the surrounding fields were as empty as the vast universe. Fu Yuan was keenly aware that this was his own withered spiritual sea, but he did not expect that he could enter his spiritual sea.

The pool of water expanded rapidly, and the golden air waves spread endlessly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a vast ocean. At this point, Fu Yuan's withered spirit sea not only recovered as before, but also expanded by an unknown amount.

In front of her eyes, a golden lotus flower appeared and slowly transformed into a beautiful woman in a long golden dress. Her face was exquisite and flawless, her body was tall and proud, her long golden hair was shawl at random, her complexion was as white as snow, and her golden pupils were shining brightly. Hui, showing a sacred and inviolable potential.

Fu Yuan was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in Qingyu City, and almost had a nosebleed.

The blond woman stared at Fu Yuan at the moment, and said leisurely, "I really did not expect that there is a Holy Spirit body in the Canglan Realm. Thanks to your daily supply of blood and essence over the years, I have been able to reshape my soul as soon as possible. "

Fu Yuan was stunned and said unexpectedly, "So you always knew?"

The blonde woman nodded and said, "Of course I know, and I also know what you've been through right now."

Although Fu Yuan has never seen the big world, he is not stupid. He knows that this sister may be a peerless power. He immediately hugged the blond woman's thigh and said with snot and tears: "Jin Lian Sister, for the sake of supporting you for so many years, accept me as a disciple, now that my spiritual sea has recovered, I will definitely be able to support you well in the future."

After being called Sister Jinlian, the blond woman was slightly startled, and she always felt something strange.

Just seeing this young man holding his thigh like this, frowning slightly: "Okay, you let me go first, you can be brought here by me, naturally, your benefits are indispensable."

When Fu Yuan heard the drama, he obediently let go of Sister Jin Lian.

Sister Jinlian said sternly: "In the future, you don't need to use your essence and blood to support me, I will use your spiritual sea as a dojo, and there are many things that I don't need to tell you in detail, in short, remember that in the years to come, you and I will live and die. One."

"You and I contract three chapters."

"One, I must not reveal my roots."

"Second, when you grow up later, you have to fight side by side with me."

Fu Yuan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. These three items wouldn't cause him any harm, but they had a lot of benefits.

"Understood, Sister Jinlian." Fu Yuan nodded.

Fu Yuan remembered his father's past, and asked curiously, "Sister, when my father met you, what enemy did he meet that caused him to die. I want to avenge my father."

The revenge of killing my father is never shared.

The blond woman hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll tell you later about this matter, close your eyes first."

Fu Yuan snorted and obeyed obediently. Sister pointed at Fu Yuan's forehead as a sword, and dense golden symbols poured into Fu Yuan's soul.

The elder sister said: "This sword scripture is called "Domineering" before the spiritual realm, and it is enough for you."

Regarding the cultivation techniques of Domineering Sword, one by one, they appeared in Fu Yuan's spiritual sea, and his heart was immediately shocked. The spirit of the realm was a super boss-level existence.

There are spiritual disciples, spiritual masters, spiritual martial arts, spiritual generals, spiritual princes, spiritual kings, spiritual emperors, spiritual masters...

The strongest person known to Fu Yuan so far, the lord of Qingyu City, is also at the peak of Lingwu. He is only one step away from being a spirit general. Now this domineering sword scripture can actually support the spirit realm, not to mention the spirit realm, just the spirit king. The number of , the entire Lihuo Dynasty added up to less than thirty.

And above the Spirit Venerable, that is the existence in the legend, and there may not be one or two in the entire Canglan Realm.

The blonde sister saw what Fu Yuan was thinking and said, "The smaller you are, the bigger the world is, and the stronger you are, the smaller the world is."

"for you."

With a wave of the jade hand, a three-foot long sword floated in front of Fu Yuan.

"This sword is called Shihuang, and I don't know its exact origin. It was also an accidental gain back then. According to my observation, this sword needs to drink enough blood to awaken its spirituality. Now it is just a sharp weapon without spirituality, which is very suitable for the present. you."

Fu Yuan took the Ten Desolate Sword and pulled out the scabbard.

"For the time being, you are cultivating. One day in the outside world is about ten days here. Your gambling battle is about a month later here. You should be able to reach the spiritual master realm from the spiritual disciple realm, and then you will have a better grasp."

Fu Yuan nodded his head. Over the years, he had supported Jiuye Qinglian, which made Fu Yuan waste some of his cultivation. Now he is only in the spiritual realm. , but that is the end of the call.

And that Fu Liang, who has now reached the late stage of the spiritual master, has taken too many green lotus fruits to sublimate the bloodline spiritual power, and his strength should not be underestimated.

The blonde woman raised her jade hand, and the sword energy fluttered in the sky, and then galloped towards Fu Yuan.

"No way, so direct?" Fu Yuan exclaimed.

The blonde woman said, "Actual combat is the best training. Since ancient times, you are only allowed to practice the empty sword. Even if you learn the domineering sword classic, it is a waste."

In a panic, Fu Yuan started his own kendo practice.

As the body of the Holy Spirit, with a keen sense of consciousness, he quickly displayed the primary moves of the Domineering Sword Classic. His sword energy was gloomy, majestic and domineering, and he could swept thousands of troops with a single sword.

However, the sword qi in the sky is extremely terrifying. No matter how fast Fu Yuan's reaction is, it can't be as fast as the attack of the qi in the sky. A sword qi burst past his shoulders. Fu Yuan suddenly felt his bones were broken. The pain is very real.

The body turned and the sword danced in the sea of spirits. Whenever the sword energy passed through Fu Yuan, it made Fu Yuan feel unbearable pain, but that feeling was fleeting.

Gradually, Fu Yuan started to get on the road, and he could also preliminarily predict the attack trajectory of the sword qi.

Seeing this, the blond sister in the distance was slightly startled, and murmured in her heart: "The little guy's comprehension is not bad, it's not as bad as I thought, and there may be a chance to reach that step in the future."

Thinking of this, she strengthened her sword qi offensive, and then heard Fu Yuan's screams one after another...

outside world.

In the family hall, Fu Heng and several people looked solemn. They just got the news that in a few days, people from Soul Town will come to Qingyu City to recruit disciples. Soul Town is one of the four major sects of the Lihuo Dynasty. He has cultivated to the realm of the Spirit King, and there are four more powerful Spirit Kings, but he is a behemoth.

The four major families in Qingyu City have all received news at this moment. If anyone in the family can enter the Soul Soul Sect to practice, it means that the carp leaps into the Dragon Gate.

It is a pity that there is only one place in the entire Sapphire City.

Fu Hengyu said to Fu Liang earnestly: "Among the young people in the family, you are already the strongest. In the past few days, you have recharged your energy, strive to defeat the rest of the competitors, and join the Soul Soul Sect. At that time, my family will be on your way because of you. A good road."

Fu Liang nodded sincerely and said, "I know my father, but there will be a duel with Fu Yuan in three days..."

Fu Heng's expression sank, and he said in a low voice, "Right now, your priority is to join the Soul Rescue Sect. As for that waste, someone will take action."

At night, outside Fu Yuan's house.

Fu Heng and Fu Wen came and saw the dark lights in the room, Fu Heng smiled and said, "It seems that after the body of the Holy Spirit returns to light, all the spirituality disappears."

"The efficacy of those Huiyuan Pills is better than expected."

Fu Wen said with a flattering smile: "I purposely added a few colorless and odorless seasonings to make his blood and blood wither faster, maybe he's already incapacitated now, and I guess he won't be able to live with Master Fu Liang. It's duel day."

Fu Heng nodded and said with a smile, "That's good. I think I haven't died yet. I'll send Zhang Heng to the house tomorrow morning to take a look. I'll take care of it by the way."

Fu Wen nodded and replied, "Got it."

The two left silently, too lazy to go to the trash room to take a look.

In the Linghai space, under the baptism of his sister's sword qi, Fu Yuan's domineering sword was on the right track. With a slight swing of the ten wild swords, he could roar with sword intent, silencing three or five sword energies.

At this moment, Fu Yuan has been able to completely predict the attack trajectory of the sword qi. Even if he occasionally loses, he can also avoid it smoothly, making himself invincible. When counterattacking, he is indomitable and domineering, locking everything up. .

Unconsciously, Fu Yuan's body became a little more fierce, and every move showed a sense of majesty.

boom!

A sword slashed down vertically, and the Ten Desolate Sword shot out a black sword aura of dozens of meters, cutting through the sky, unstoppable.

He turned around and slashed across the garden with his sword, and the black sword energy spread out to the four fields with himself as the center, bombarding the sky, making Fu Yuan invincible.

Fu Yuan was sweating profusely, and the spiritual power in his body was surging, endlessly, and the long-term training made the talent of the Holy Spirit's body more and more prominent.

The blonde woman waved away her sword energy and said with relief, "I thought you wouldn't reach the peak of a spiritual disciple so soon, it's more lovely than I thought."

Fu Yuan exhaled a breath of hot air and said with a smile, "I have been supporting my sister all these years, and I seldom practice. This time I am also surprised. It turns out that practice is so simple."

The blond woman bullied her in an instant, and a head shattered on Fu Yuan's forehead, causing Fu Yuan to fly upside down with a tremendous force.

"As soon as you have achieved something, you are complacent, and it is time to fight." My sister said solemnly.

After falling to the ground, Fu Yuan smiled awkwardly, and suddenly asked curiously, "When my sister was a nine-leaf green lotus, what was the effect of the green lotus fruit?"

The elder sister is so fierce and invincible, the green lotus fruit that has been produced over the years does not say that there will be a strong person in the Linghou realm in the Fu family, but if there is a strong person in the spirit general realm, it should still be possible.

The blonde woman smiled contemptuously and said, "The green lotus fruit that I produced before is just impurities in my body. It can indeed help ordinary people to cleanse their essence and sublimate their spiritual power, but the effect is not very big, and it is not as magical as you think."

Impurities in the body! ?

Hearing this, Fu Yuan's whole person was not well. Although he didn't eat a lot of green lotus fruit, he did.

The blonde woman said: "You have been training for about five days, and the overbearing sword has taken shape. Next, Haosheng meditates and retreats. As for the impact on the spiritual master realm, you have to let the Ten Desolate Sword be stained with blood."

Fu Yuan's expression froze, thinking of what his family had done to him, and he was instantly angry.

Going out this time will definitely destroy Fu Liang.

Sitting cross-legged, meditating silently, the spiritual power in the body slowly revolves, baptizing the blood.

The body of the Holy Spirit entered the state very quickly, even if his heart was full of anger, Fu Yuan quickly entered the state.

Seeing this, the blond woman felt a burst of sadness for Fu Yuan in her heart. With such a physique, she only needed to join a small sect of the same age. At this age, she would have reached the realm of Linghou.

Of course, the small sect in her heart may be the giant in the eyes of ordinary people.

During the meditation, Fu Yuan woke up several times in the middle. Every time he woke up, Fu Yuan's spirit and energy became more solid. When he realized something, he picked up the Ten Desolate Sword and cultivated the domineering sword. The sword became more and more powerful. fill.

During this period, the blond woman has been silently observing, not urging the sword qi to put pressure on Fu Yuan. The external pressure on cultivation is only to stimulate the inner potential. At present, Fu Yuan's inner potential has been initially developed, and there is no need for it for the time being. External pressure acts as a stimulus.

Suddenly, the blond woman and Fu Yuan felt something at the same time.

"You must have no good intentions to come to see me so soon." Fu Yuan said indifferently.

The elder sister said: "Maybe it will be an opportunity to break through the spiritual master."

Immediately, the world turned upside down, Fu Yuan returned to reality from the Linghai space, and the Ten Desolate Sword was at hand.

Not long after dawn, it was breakfast time when a middle-aged man dressed in black pushed in the door. His name was Zhang Heng. He was the personal guard of the patriarch Fu Heng. , won the trust of the patriarch.

As soon as he came in, Zhang Heng found that Fu Yuan opened his eyes and was staring at him, with an extra sword in his hand.

Before Zhang Heng could speak, Fu Yuan sneered and said, "For things like delivering breakfast, the maid and maid can come, why bother you, the patriarch's personal guard, to come over in person?"

After all, Zhang Heng is a person who has experienced many storms. He was a little surprised when he first saw Fu Yuan, but he quickly recovered. Fu Yuan's state should be just a reflection of the light. If an accident happened, Zhang Heng was not afraid. He is a spiritual The realm of a teacher can easily crush Fu Yuan.

Just as he was about to make a move, the aura in the room suddenly became violent. Fu Yuan pulled out the Ten Desolate Sword and slashed at Zhang Heng's thigh. The body blooms with a coquettish brilliance.

Zhang Heng was frightened and angry, and he wanted to get a waste that suddenly became several times stronger.

Fu Yuan knocked over the food casually, put a sword on Zhang Heng's neck, and asked sharply, "Say, besides murdering me, what other plans do they have?"

Zhang Heng's face was like golden paper at the moment, and Fu Yuan exuded a domineering and powerful aura, which made him unable to believe that he could sense that the blood in his body was rapidly withering.

Once the Ten Desolate Sword drinks blood, it will never die.

Zhang Heng knew that it would not end well, and he did not tell the truth. If he did, what would his family do in the future.

Just want to urge all the spiritual power to self-explode and pull Fu Yuan into the water on the spot.

puff!

Fu Yuan saw that the situation was wrong, a sword fell, and Zhang Heng's head fell to the ground.

Coming so early to take his own life is too ugly to eat.

There was no one outside the room, apparently wanting Zhang Heng to solve himself without leaving a trace.

I don't know if he is too strong or Zhang Heng is too weak. After Fu Yuan saw the blood, the sea of ling did not surge, thus breaking through the realm of spiritual masters.

I am definitely not an opponent of so many people in my family, so go first.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuan put away the Ten Desolate Swords and walked out of the house, followed by a silent and rapid teleportation along the corridor, and left the family first.

Fortunately, everyone thought that Fu Yuan was a waste, and did not set up a heavy guard against him.

As a result, as soon as he left the corridor, he met his second uncle, Fu Hun, and a group of entourage.

Fu Hun was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and said in surprise, "Zhang Heng went in person, and you are still alive."

Fu Yuan said angrily: "Sure enough, you want me to die sooner, you are too impatient."

Fu Hun realized that something was wrong. This kid actually came back to life. He was stronger than before. Could it be that...