On the couch, Ling Zhen suddenly woke up from his sleep.
When I woke up, my whole body was covered in sweat. It was obvious that I had been terribly frightened in my dream!
Trying not to recall that frightening nightmare, Ling Zhen got dressed and got out of bed, walking out of the house alone.
From the rising curtain of Qi Control, you can overlook the earth.
Only on the Bagua Peak, there is normal time and place. As long as the rest of the land is still within the scope of the Flame Mountain, there will be no change of the sun and the moon, only the vast red yellow land, with flames reaching eight hundred miles of scorched earth.
It can be described as extremely desolate!
It was night above the mountain peak, but Ling Zhen looked into the distance and saw the nearly a thousand miles of red land outside the peak, but it was difficult to distinguish between day and night.
As he watched, the young man felt an inexplicable feeling of unrest in his heart.
He tried hard to analyze this feeling, and suddenly realized that this was a blessing of "nostalgia"
Just because the burnt yellow and red land of the Flame Mountain is quite similar to the Red Refining Ruins where I used to practice in seclusion. The two are very different but have the same purpose!
The same extreme desolation, the same scorched earth as far as the eye can see.
The same bird doesn't poop, the same makes people feel cold-hearted.
So similar, so similar that it's easy for people to have some inexplicable illusion.
For a moment, Ling Zhen felt as if he had returned to the past. Those four years, the four years of his youth spent in Chi Lian Guixu.
He rushed back into the house again, came to the bed, took off the crimson bracelet from his wrist, and placed it gently on the bedside table.
Bagua Peak has been silent for many years, but now it is late at night and the people are even quieter.
Ling Zhen sat on the soft bed, tilted his head, and looked at the exquisite Red Refining Ruins Bracelet quietly, with a peaceful expression on his face and infinite emotion in his heart!
Thinking back to thirty years ago, the owner of this ruin bracelet was still the master of Xuanyuan Sword Furnace, Xuanyuan Yin.
That year, the master of Xuanyuan Furnace, who was full of vigor and ambition, and already had great cultivation and courage, worked alone. At the age of just three years old, he had traveled all over the territory of the Splendid Dynasty and defeated countless clever people. Martial arts heroes and martyrdom.
None of them have names.
In fact, there are. How can a person not have a name, let alone a person with such extraordinary fighting power who is superior to others?
Just because they were defeated, without exception, they were defeated at the hands of Xuanyuan Yin, and either died, were disabled, or simply became useless.
At this point, they became anonymous.
Withdrawing from the huge stage of "down", I no longer have the qualifications to continue to compete for fame and status!
For various purposes, perhaps coveting the treasures in the palace, or simply wanting to have a fight, Xuanyuan Yin, who was in his twenties that year, broke into the Shenshan Villa alone.
Challenge the owner of the villa, Ling Pu, who is already the young lord of the dynasty.
There was no suspense about the outcome of that battle. Xuanyuan Yin was defeated at the hands of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan clan.
As a challenger, he lost so completely that after that, Xuanyuan Yin never had the courage to provoke a second battle!
But even if he suffered a disastrous defeat, Xuanyuan Yin only ended up with a heavy support, and did not lose his life. Even the avenue on his cultivation path was not destroyed at all. He could be basically fine after a few months of cultivation.
It was Ling Pu, who was the leader of a village and a powerful vassal of a country, who showed mercy and did not kill him.
Therefore, Xuanyuan Yin, who was extremely lucky, did not become one of the "Anonymous" and still had the opportunity and qualification to continue to practice.
The price was a solid beating, a brutal defeat, and the loss of an extra bracelet called "Red Lian".
Since then, after learning from the painful experiences, the young man named Xuanyuan began to change his path and style of seeking Taoism.
After understanding the ironclad fact that his body was relatively weak, his fighting skills with fists and kicks were not very good, and it was difficult for him to fight with a sword in close combat, he gave up his original growth path and instead specialized in side arts.
Talismans, formations, fire control, raising dragons, Taoist Qi training, etc. In a few years, Xuanyuan Yin became a master of countless outer sect magical powers, but he no longer had disputes and conflicts with others at will, and even made big mistakes. The "extraordinary expert" who fights.
It was at this time that the "Xuanyuan Sword Furnace", a sect with only him named Rao Zong, was truly established!
After knowing that he had extremely high tempering talent, he invested a lot of time and energy in forging weapons and refining talismans and elixirs, studying the method with all his heart, working diligently, and no longer had any thoughts of opportunism.
Sometimes choosing the right direction is really more important than working hard.
Xuanyuan Yin, who was beaten hard by Ling Pu with his fists and got on the right track, used his own treasure Nirvana Furnace more than 20 years ago to create a handy sword for Shenyuan Princess Yao Ying, named "Red". street".
And today, the master of Xuanyuan Furnace, who already holds the title of Hanlan Continent's chief swordsmith, has also refined a sword for Ling Pu's son Ling Zhen, named "Bliss".
In fact, even Xuanyuan Yin himself would occasionally feel lucky, feeling that the beating he received from the owner of Shenshan Villa was well worth it.
If I had been "good" in the past and hadn't been woken up by the iron fist of the village owner Ling Pu, I would have followed the original goal and cultivated the school.
So the final outcome is probably going to be a tragic end of being defeated in a fight and being killed in the hands of the enemy.
Where is the Xuanyuan Sword Furnace, the famous sword-making sect known to everyone in Hanlan Continent?
Where can I find the perfect cultivation level that I have reached to the seventh level of the Infinite Realm by relying on the way of tempering?
Where can I find a good daughter with a Vulcan physique, extraordinary talents, and a talent that is unique in all creations?
Everything is gone, most of the money and life are gone, so where can there be other things like these?
This is the reason why the first swordsmith in the world and the master of the Xuanyuan Sword Furnace is so respectful to the Ling family of Shenshan Villa.
The Ling family, to be precise, is Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan clan. To him, the Xuanyuan clan, he has a huge and indelible debt of gratitude.
Preserve the life of the Dao, use fists to correct the Dao, and help correct your mind!
Time flies, Xuanyuan Yin is no longer young, even his daughter is fourteen years old.
As for the great vassal king Ling Pu, whose boxing skills were unparalleled and whose physique was higher than that of a continent, his son Ling Zhen was even weaker.
In the Peak Room, Ling Zhen looked at the Red Lian Ruins Bracelet that he had left behind in the villa out of gratitude to Ling Pu for not killing him after Xuanyuan's defeat.
At this time, the young man in green robe sitting beside the bed, his mind flew back to half a century ago.
He began to think about how his father Ling Pu used his fists to easily defeat Xuanyuan Yin who came to challenge him, and how he was so merciful that the challenger who saved his life was so ashamed that he voluntarily left behind this precious treasure that contained a secret realm. Ruins bracelet.
After a long time, after finishing his brainstorming, Ling Zhen's thoughts finally returned to the curtain.
It's still very deep tonight, but it's impossible to continue sleeping. I've thought about so many things and my head is so hot that I definitely can't fall asleep!
Since I'm bored to death and can't sleep, I'll go talk to Sister Xu for a while and kill the loneliness in the middle of the night.
Thinking of Ling Zhen here, he recited the magic formula and felt the true energy lingering around him.
Suddenly, the whole person has entered the fantasy secret realm contained in the bracelet. When Zheng
Chi Lian returns to the ruins!
As soon as they arrived at this all-too-familiar place of returning to ruins, a burst of dragon roars came from the sky above their heads.
An extremely majestic red-scaled dragon, no less than a hundred feet long, swooped down from a high place.
This giant red dragon with a pair of thick golden eyes was the fire dragon demon Xuanyuan Yin reluctantly gave up to Ling Zhen in exchange.
After the exchange was completed that day, the giant beast no longer belonged to the Xuanyuan clan, and a blood seal contract was concluded between the man and the dragon. From then on, the fire in the dragon's mouth was only sprayed by its new owner Ling Zhen!
This demon-slaughtered fire dragon that was transferred into the secret realm of Guixu, under the command of Ling Zhen, carried the handsome young master in green robes with two swords at his waist, and began to fly freely in the Red Refining World of thousands of miles of loess and scorched dry land. , unlimited pleasure.
Soon, the location of Guixu Lord Xu Bailing was found.
It was actually at the foot of a towering mountain no less than a thousand feet tall.
The huge mountain was not made of rocks, but made of fragments of gold and silver.
The silver light shines and the golden energy is dazzling, making people shocked when they look at it!
On the top of the mountain, there was a cute unicorn lying down. Ling Zhen, who was riding the dragon down, saw this guy named "Yuanbao" at a glance.
This beast is probably tired from vomiting. At this moment, the demon is sleeping soundly on the top of the gold and silver mountain, his demeanor is relaxed, and he is very peaceful and comfortable.
After arriving in front of Lin, Ling Zhen jumped off the huge dragon head and quickly walked towards Xu Bailing, who was wearing a pomegranate red dress and had a graceful figure.
Standing next to the master of the Red Refining Return to Ruins was a slender girl in black. She was undoubtedly the only disciple Xu Bailing accepted, Xiao Qun.
Ling Zhen waved, and after approaching, he said with a smile: "Sister Xu, I didn't expect that Yuanbao's magical power of spitting out gold and silver would be so kind. How many days have passed, and there is already a mountain as high as this. The day when I, Ling Zhen, will become the richest man in the human race is just around the corner!"
Xu Bailing frowned slightly and asked, "At this point, it's probably night outside. If you don't sleep well, why are you here?"
Ling Zhen smiled playfully and said, "We cultivators don't sleep much, so we don't need to sleep too much. The main reason is that I miss you, sister Xu, so much that I couldn't bear the pain of missing you, so I came in to see you."
Xu Bailing gently slapped the young man on the forehead with the palm of his hand. With a smile on his lips, he said slightly angrily: "Hit you for being so smooth-talking!"
Ling Zhen touched the area on his forehead where he was patted, and smiled, full of joy.
Even when facing his parents, Ling Pu and Yao Ying, he had to pay attention to his tone, curb many of his improper virtues, and never say anything wrong that would make his parents unhappy.
Only here with Sister Xu, Ling Zhen can always be like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, without any pressure, unrestrained and free.
Xu Bailing used a slender jade finger to point at the giant fire dragon that was lying on the ground at the moment, and said in a deep voice: "Really, where did you get this broken dragon? It keeps screaming. , it’s so annoying, it’s disturbing my instructor’s practice!”
Ling Zhen smiled and glanced at the girl in black standing next to the woman in the pomegranate skirt without comment.
Then he walked towards the demon-slaughtered fire dragon that had recognized him as his master, got close to the dragon's ears, and shouted loudly: "Hong, please stop yelling at me from now on, because it disturbs my sister Xu's teachings, be careful that I steal you." Take it home and make it into a dragon skin rug!"
The dragon seemed to have completely understood Ling Zhen's words. It was extremely docile. It stood up just like that, looked down at the young man in green robe, and nodded its huge red dragon head.
Ling Zhen immediately turned his head, looked at Xu Bailing, and laughed loudly: "Okay, sister Xu, Hong it promises not to roar anymore, so just let it stay here with you!"
Approaching the pomegranate red dress again, looking at the young master of the Ling family who had always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, Xu Bailing had no choice but to say: "As long as the dragon can calm down a little, let it stay in my red house." Refining and returning to the ruins doesn’t mean you don’t do it without training.”
After a pause, he couldn't help but come up with an idea: "However, the name you gave this dragon is too... too casual!"
Ling Zhen laughed loudly and said to Sister Xu: "Doesn't the name Hong sound good? I think it's very good. I'm real. Xiao Qun is a skirt, so this huge red dragon should be right. Shouldn't it be called 'Red'?"
Xu Bailing was choked for words and didn't know what to say.
Ling Zhen continued to play to the fullest and smiled wildly: "Sister Xu, can I call you 'Bai Ling'? I think it's very good!"
Xu Bailing raised her slender eyebrows, reached out and grabbed Ling Zhen's hair, pulled it up hard, and sneered: "I'll give you another chance to reorganize your language."
"Hey, it hurts! Sister Xu, I was wrong, please let go..."
Ling Zhen only felt that the black hair on the top of his head was about to be torn off and uprooted. He cried out, "I don't think this name is good at all, it sucks, it sucks!"
Seeing him admitting his mistake and begging for mercy, Xu Bailing reluctantly let go of his hand and returned Ling Zhen's thick, straight black hair.
Ling Zhen, who was able to keep his long hair, breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed the painful area on his scalp, and said while rubbing it: "This hair-pulling dragon claw hand, is it some kind of advanced martial arts technique? It's so amazing, I didn't even do it at all." I couldn't take precautions, so I was hit with one blow..."
Xu Bailing's pupils only dilated slightly, but Ling Zhen immediately understood and changed the topic.
But seeing him take out two jugs of wine from the ring, holding one pot in each hand, the young man looked happy and grinned: "Sister Xu, this is the pomegranate wine I specially prepared for you. It is of good quality and is in the ring." I’ve been saving it for a few days, but I’m bored tonight, why don’t you have a drink with me?”
Xu Bailing, the leader of Red Lian Guixu, was immediately surprised and his eyes widened.
How could he, Ling Zhen, be so concerned about such trivial matters? !
Unexpectedly, I just casually mentioned that I like to drink fruit wine brewed from pomegranates. Ling Zhen, a bastard who is not stingy, actually took it to heart.
And this time, he even made a special trip to bring the wine into the Guixu territory and wanted to drink it with him!
This guy is slick and careless, and seems to be very unreliable. But it turns out that he is quite considerate and can give full consideration to others...
Xu Bailing's chest was shaking and her mind was swaying, but she didn't know why, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart.
Her eyes were wide open, her pupils were like red, and she stared at the young man in green robe in front of her, who was much higher than ordinary men in terms of demeanor, appearance and clothing.
The young man was also looking at her.
The pomegranate fruit has a very auspicious meaning, symbolizing the principle of having many children and bringing blessings, and the shadows in a thousand houses are in the same membrane, and a thousand sons are like one."
During folk weddings, pomegranates with the peel cut open to reveal the berries inside are often placed on the desk of the new house or elsewhere to wish good luck.
The flower shape of the pomegranate is plump, especially fiery red and passionate. It is the ultimate expression of female beauty and is unparalleled.
A literati once wrote a poem and said - "The eyebrows with black eyebrows steal the color of day lilies, and the red skirt kills the pomegranate flowers with jealousy."
There are also poets and writers who use the word "pomegranate skirt" to refer to those shocking beauties.
Many people also use the classic sentence "bow down under the pomegranate skirt" to describe a man who is impressed and overwhelmed by the charm of a woman, and is willing to be a romantic ghost under that skirt!
At this moment, in the territory of Guixu.
Ling Zhen was holding two bottles of specially purchased high-grade pomegranate wine, with a full smile on his face and a bright look on his face.
The cheeks of the woman in the red dress are glowing, like bright red pomegranates, so delicate and beautiful!
