"Damn, it hurts unexpectedly, isn't Lao Tzu dead?" Ling Xiaoyou opened his eyes and hummed.
"Xiao'er, you are awake, you are really worried about your mother," said a plainly dressed and charming woman, covering her tears and stroking Ling Xiao's face.
"Well, what's going on? Although I'm also very familiar|female, but it seems..." Ling Xiao thought of this, and suddenly his brain surged and a vague memory rushed towards his mind.
The woman looked at Ling Xiao in a daze, and hurriedly shook Ling Xiao's hand and said worriedly: "Xiao'er, Xiao'er, what's wrong with you? Is there anything uncomfortable? Don't scare your mother."
"No, my mother, I, I'm fine," Ling Xiao hurriedly replied.
Mani, I actually crossed it!
Ling Xiao realized that he was no longer on Earth, but had traveled to this world called Profound Spirit Continent. He fought with the four super masters of the ghost door, and finally blew his Dantian. He was completely dead. Unexpectedly, his luck was good and he was reborn. The woman in front of him is the mother of his body, Meng Xiyun.
Meng Xiyun looked at Ling with a distressed smile and said, "It's fine if it's okay. Don't practice martial arts anymore in the future, so as not to be bullied by them all the time. I look at your father and both of you like this. I, I feel sad!"
"Well, I listen to you, mother, can you go out first, I feel tired and want to rest more" Ling Xiao said with a smile.
"Okay, mother won't bother you anymore, you can sleep a little longer, mother will give you the medicine." Meng Xiyun wiped her tears, nodded, and pulled the bedding on Ling Xiao before she walked out of the room and went out. Don't forget to cover the door.
Ling Xiao deliberately distracted Meng Xiyun, he wanted to sort out the chaotic memories in his mind.
An hour later, Ling Xiao opened his closed eyes and hissed heavily, "The situation is much better than expected, at least I'm still alive."
Ling Xiao sorted out the memory of the original body, knowing that he had traveled through the Ling family in Meteorite City and was reborn on the body of the same name "Ling Xiao". As for why I searched for this body, it might be because of the phrase "It's already been predestined for obvious reasons."
The original "Ling Xiao" was supposed to be the most outstanding cultivating genius of the 18th generation of the Ling family. At the age of fifteen, he broke through to become a low-level profound practitioner and became the first genius of Meteorite City.
Unexpectedly, Mu Xiu and Lin Feng will destroy them!
It didn't take long for "Ling Xiao" to become a profound scholar, but he was attacked by somebody and abolished all of his meridians. He changed from the most beautiful profound scholar to an ordinary civilian who was not even considered a warrior. Since then, the name of the first genius has become a waste material inferior to civilians.
Being in a world where martial arts are respected and martial arts is king, the Ling family of the first family in Meteorite City, unable to practice martial arts, is destined to end up living a life of mediocrity in the end.
However, "Ling Xiao" has a strong and unyielding character, and he has practiced from the beginning, but it is a pity that he has failed to return in the past two years. In the past two years, he has been ridiculed and ridiculed by his contemporaries in the Ling family.
However, the grandson Ling Rui, who was the fifth elder of the Ling family two days ago, provokes "Ling Xiao" and finally insults his parents. Although "Ling Xiao" can be ridiculed by others, he cannot tolerate it. Others abused his parents. Therefore, Han An shot against Ling Rui, but unfortunately his cultivation was abolished. How could he be the opponent of a low-level profound practitioner like Ling Jian, he was beaten half to death on the spot.
This is the scene of Ling Xiao lying on the bed!
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"Is the world of the strong? It's more to my liking!" Ling Xiao said confidently with bright eyes. He climbed out of the bed and touched his weak body. He touched the fatal blow on the back of his head, and there was still a large swelling that remained unresolved.
"I will avenge your grudges," Ling sighed with a smile, and then began to look at the environment in the room.
The room is wide and wide, but the installation is a bit simplistic. In addition to a one-and-a-half-meter-long bed, there are also a few chairs and a coffee table. The most conspicuous one is the wooden stakes in the corner. It is not difficult to imagine the original "Ling Xiao" practiced so hard, it was a pity that it was in vain.
The door of "Chuck" was opened. This time, a middle-aged man walked in. Mo was about thirty-seven years old. He had sharp edges and corners, a tall nose, and chaotic eyes. Wrapped in a gray robe, holding a wine bottle in his hand, this image might belong to the typical young woman killer in a previous life, but in this life, he is just a decadent middle-aged person.
The middle-aged man in front of him was Ling Xiao's father Ling Zhan, and he was also a disused talent whose meridians had been destroyed. The two fathers and sons are well-known "father and son" in Meteorite City.
Ten years ago, Ling Zhan was also a rare genius in Meteorite City. Although he was not as perverted as Ling Xiao, he broke through the Xuanshi rank at the age of eighteen and reached the Xuanshi rank. He was already at the age of twenty-five. It was the pinnacle of the profound scholar, and it was only a short distance away from becoming one of the top spiritual master ranks in Meteorite City. It's a pity that he, who is full of enthusiasm, also suffered a sneak attack to the end. The situation is as close as the current Ling Xiao, which is really intriguing.
Ling Zhan glanced at Ling Xiao, took a sip of wine, and said quietly, "How do you feel?"
Ling Xiao looked at the cheap old man in front of him and said, "I can't die!"
"That's good." Ling Zhan sat on the edge of the bed for a while before he said: "Would you like to have a bite?"
Ling Xiao was not polite, grabbing Ling Zhan's wine bottle, and taking a sip from his head up. The hot smell filled his limbs, and he couldn't help but whisper "Cool!", and then went on. He took a few more mouthfuls into his throat.
In his previous life, he drank a lot of spirits, such as burning knives, daughter red, aged Laojiao...
Ling Zhan glanced at his son with a complicated look, and then placed his gaze on the wooden stake again. He said indifferently: "The gentleman's self-improvement is correct, but it is not reflected in our father and son."
"Father" Ling Xiao cried out jerkily, a resonant emotion surged. The ostracism, ridicule, and ridicule he had received over the past two years surfaced in his mind. It seemed that he had also seen his father's experience when he was young.
"Wealth and wealth come from the sky, Xiaoer, don't force yourself anymore, your hard work is in your eyes, and you won't blame you" Ling Zhan said in a helpless and mournful tone. He was so energetic back then that he was almost appointed as the next generation patriarch. Unfortunately, the sudden change of circumstances made him a worthless person overnight. Originally, seeing his son rising up and seeing a shadow stronger than himself, I also felt very comforted. However, history repeats itself again, causing his son to suffer the same blow as him, and he has unspeakable suffering and pain in his heart. !
Ling Xiao didn't respond, but gradually misted his eyes. He could feel Meng Xiyun's sincere care for him, as well as Ling Zhan's silent care.
"What are you father and son talking about, Xiao'er, mother gave you the medicine, please drink it quickly" Meng Xiyun walked in with a bowl of black potion and said. Then, when she saw Ling Xiao's abnormality, she nervously asked, "Xiao'er, why are you crying? Did your father scold you for being lazy again?". After that, Meng Xiyun stared at Ling Zhan angrily.
"No... Mother, I just rubbed some sand, and quickly put the medicine on, I want to drink the medicine" Ling Xiao hurriedly concealed. He hadn’t cried since he was sensible in his previous life. He was told by his family that he loved to laugh since he was a child, so he named him "Laugh". I won't admit it.
After drinking the medicine, Ling Zhan and Meng Xiyun withdrew from the house.
Ling Xiao felt that his head was still swelling and painful, so he fell asleep.
In a blink of an eye, after three days, Ling Xiao barely walked out of the room, just sorting out the fragments of memory, so that she could adapt to her new identity as soon as possible.
At the same time, he also checked his body and found that his twelve seriousness had been severed. It is no wonder that he had been practicing hard for two years but had achieved nothing.
However, Ling Xiao at this time was not angry. He was a super martial artist in his previous life. His strongest housekeeping skills were Shenbu Jingyun's cloud-pulling palm, Fengshen Niefeng's Fengshen legs, and Qin Shuang's Tianshuangquan. Originally, he wanted to learn the three points of the male tyrant together with his vitality, but unfortunately he didn't have time to study it, so he died with the four super masters of the ghost door. If he was allowed to practice for one more year at that time, cultivate three points to return to vitality, and learn the first form of three points of God’s finger "breaking jade and dividing gold", then even if facing the four super masters of ghosts, he would not have to explode. Dantian, it's all the same.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao has all the memories of his previous life, and has already memorized these martial arts mental methods such as Paiyun Palm, Fengshen Legs, Tianshuang Fist... and so on, and will use it for many moves, but now this weak body Can't use the true power of those moves.
Among these martial arts, Ling Xiao’s favorite is the legs of Fengshen. Every move is so handsome. With the legs of Fengshen, he has attracted the hearts and minds of many seniors and sisters of various sects. This is also him. Things that have always been proud of.
To gain a foothold in this world where the strong survive, it is necessary to have a strong strength as a backing, otherwise it will become an object of bullying and ridicule by others.
"The twelve serious meridians have been abolished. Only by re-washing the marrow, breaking through, and clearing the meridians, can I practice again. However, the practice here is not called internal energy, but profound energy. I just don’t know the difference between the two. Let me try three. Does the separation of vitality really have the effect of Shaolin Temple Marrow Washing Sutra?" Ling Xiao thought in his heart, and at the same time planned to cultivate three-points of vitality that he had not learned in the previous life, to see if he could regain the vitality of this remnant body.