wicked immortal

At the back of the mountain, a dusty, emaciated young man of sixteen or seventeen years old stared down the mountain, his eyes were extremely violent.At the foot of the mountain, a huge villa was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and the flames soaring into the sky made the sky blood red, which was shocking.

Beside the young man stood a tall and thin old man. Although the old man had white beard and hair, he was radiant, with rosy cheeks and no wrinkles at all. He carried a seven-foot long sword on his back, and his gray robe fluttered in the wind. Immortal style Dao Gu Mo Yang.

"Help me kill them!" The boy clenched his fists tightly, his eyes red.

"People who cultivate the Tao don't kill." Sensing the strong murderous intent emanating from the young man, the old Taoist sighed deeply.

"When you saved me, you killed a lot." The boy said angrily.

"I have heard that the Zhao family is benevolent and generous, and is deeply loved by the people in the south. Pindao happened to pass by here. It was only a temporary rescue. I broke the precept of killing, and now I regret it. Now, Pindao is leaving, little benefactor Just do it yourself." The old man shook his head and walked straight into the depths of the woods, as if he didn't want to stay for a long time.

"If you don't help me, I will find someone to help me, even if it means spending all my wealth!" The young man shouted hysterically at the old man.

Hearing the young man's angry voice, the old man stopped and turned his head, frowned at the young man, bowed his head in thought for a moment, and walked in front of the young man.

"You agreed?" The boy was overjoyed.

"Little benefactor, I know that your Zhao family has money, but that money is no longer yours."

"Why?" The boy's face changed color.

"Little benefactor, think about it, these people are cruel and ruthless. They kill the whole family on the occasion of the benefactor's birthday, not just for the sake of robbing money. If you expose your whereabouts, someone will come to the benefactor to kill the grass and root out the roots. Besides, the world is cold and warm, and peeping on the benefactor There are countless people with family wealth, and the benefactor is still young and has no support, so he can't control the Zhao family's wealth. If his identity is exposed, he will be killed. The little benefactor should find a place to hide his name and continue the line of incense for the Zhao family Bar."

"Then I will worship you as my teacher, and I will take revenge after I learn your Taoism." The young man was deliberately trained to help his father handle business since he was a child. The old Taoist just mentioned something and immediately woke up.

"Son, whether it's horizontal martial arts or internal cultivation, you need to cultivate from an early age. Although you have excellent bones and extraordinary aptitude, it's a pity that you are too old and have lost the best time for cultivation. Hard work will not help. Besides, Pindao's Taoism is superficial, even if you surpass Pindao, you are by no means a match for those people." The old Taoist looked at the young man's hopeful eyes and shook his head.

"Who is he?" the boy asked suddenly.

"Little benefactor, why bother..." The old Taoist regretted secretly, but he just let out a little bit of air, which was immediately noticed by the child.

"Tell me!" The young man said with a serious face, every word.

"Okay, okay, life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are in the sky. Pindao saved you. Whether you can live or not depends on your good fortune. No matter, no matter, among those people, Pindao knows someone, but the list of wicked people is full of evil." Hua Toutuo, ranked seventeenth."

Seeing the young man's calm and prestige expression, the old Taoist's heart trembled.This son is young, but his gestures are extraordinary, but it is a pity that he is burdened with blood and deep hatred, so he cannot be calm and free from distractions. In addition, he is too old, so he is indeed not suitable for cultivation.such a pity!

"Thanks."

While the old man was feeling sorry, the young man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily to the old man, stood up and strode towards the depths of the woods without looking back.

Seeing the young man disappear into the woods, the old man just didn't react. He thought the young man would cry and beg, but he didn't expect the young man to be so resolute.

Just when the old man was about to leave, suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and a beam of light flew towards the direction where the boy disappeared.

The thunder and lightning appeared so suddenly that the old man had no time to think about it. The long sword behind his back was unsheathed, reflecting thousands of white rays of light in the air, and he rushed towards the boy...

Pong!

Pong!

Pong!

A series of lightning and thunder chased the young man and slashed fiercely. The old Taoist body was like a tornado, and he shot one after another, helping the young man to bear the series of lightning and thunder.Rao is an old Taoist with profound mana, unprepared and caught off guard, he was still battered by lightning and thunder, and was extremely embarrassed.

The young man took a vicious glance at the woods and the old man who had been scorched black by lightning, and then at the sky full of dark clouds, with a blank expression on his face.Immediately, he plunged into the darkness, leaving the old man with a dull expression, muttering to himself.

"Impossible, it can't be a catastrophe, it's absolutely impossible, he's just an ordinary person, he hasn't practiced qi yet, he doesn't have any aura at all, it's absolutely impossible to invite a catastrophe."

The old man tried desperately to convince himself, but judging from his experience of going through several catastrophes, the series of fierce lightning that chased the young man just now did not harm him, but it was a real catastrophe.Moreover, the energy of that day's calamity should not be underestimated. Only those who have cultivated to the third level of spiritual energy are eligible to "enjoy", and that young man does not have the slightest spiritual energy on him.

Did you make a mistake in your own judgment?

The most convincing thing is the seven-foot long sword broken in two in his hand.

This long sword is not simple, it is made of extremely rare black iron, and it took three years of refining and forging by the old Taoist. Although it is not an ancient magic weapon, its power is extraordinary, and it cannot be hurt by ordinary lightning.

Where there are visions in the sky, there must be evildoers!

The old Taoist glanced at the turbulent sky, sighed, raised a small sword in his sleeve, and it turned into a blue streamer...

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The next day, the massacre of the Zhao family in the south of the Yangtze River spread all over the Zhanyun Continent. The King of the Great Qin Empire was furious and ordered strict supervision. It was recorded in the history books as "the case of the Zhao family's extermination".

The Zhao family has been engaged in weaving for generations. Its weaving products are cheap and high-quality, and are loved by the people. They spread throughout the Great Qin Empire and are exported to foreign countries. Enemy country.

As spring went and autumn came, the sensational case of extermination of the Zhao family was gradually forgotten by people. No one knew that there was a young man named Zhao Yuan in the Zhao family.

The wild fruits and leaves are getting more and more yellow, the vibrant land has become extremely bleak, and the weather is getting colder and colder. Zhao Yuan is still trudging barefoot on the gravel in a pair of straw sandals. His destination is Huayun Mountain. Yun Zong.

Compared with more than a year ago, Zhao Yuan did not have the magnanimity cultivated in his childhood environment, and his delicate cheeks were more rough because of eating and sleeping in the open, and his limbs were even thicker and stronger. It's not like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a weak crown.

For more than a year, Zhao Yuan traveled to countless famous mountains and great rivers, and visited countless cultivation sects.He firmly believes that only by finding the best cultivation school and learning the most powerful spells can he avenge his bloody revenge.

No sect accepts him, the reason is simple: he is too old and has no plasticity.

Of course, there is another reason that Zhao Yuan doesn't know. It is impossible for a cultivation sect to accept an unknown person like him. After all, in the cultivation world, undercover agents are not uncommon for some cultivation secrets. Cultivating loyalty is also one of the main reasons why young children are selected as apprentices, or recommended by acquaintances.

For more than a year, Zhao Yuan, who was once well-clothed and well-fed, has suffered a lot and tasted all kinds of cold and warm.He learned to hunt in the wilderness, learned to identify those poisonous wild fruits and mushrooms, learned to set fire to resist beasts, and learned to observe words and expressions.

Faced with all kinds of difficulties, Zhao Yuan was not discouraged. Whenever he thought of his family members lying in pools of blood and the villa in flames, it seemed as if a huge force pushed him forward.Revenge has become his firm belief in survival...