Abandoned son to become god

Zong Heng was terrified and turned his backhand into a palm, and the surrounding air suddenly froze into ice.

Bone-piercing murderous intent imprisoned Shen Qi's neck, and the coldness rushing up from the soles of his feet made his limbs stiff and his lips turned white, but he suppressed the fear in his heart and clenched his fists tightly. palm.

Finally, he closed his eyes heavily and slowly, unwilling to look at Zong Heng's face.

Little did he know that Zong Heng just rubbed his hair and left without saying anything.

Shen Qi foolishly clutched the place where Zong Heng rubbed, and slowly smiled and curled the corners of his lips, his eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars in an instant, extremely gorgeous.

On the other side, there was a knock on the door of the Guigui courtyard located in the far north.

The one who opened the door was a hunchbacked and blind old man, he saw the person in front of him through the oil lamp, and sighed: "Pavilion Master has come here too often during this time."

Zong Heng changed his usual indifference, bowed his hands, and said mildly: "Old Chen, I'm sorry for bothering you."

Old Chen turned sideways slightly and said, "Come in."

Zong Heng nodded and joined him, entered in front of the eternal sleep card illuminated by thousands of candles, raised his robe, knelt on the worship mat in the middle, kowtowed deeply three times, and at the same time hid the words of guilt in his heart .

After the three knocks, Zong Hengfang got up, bowed his hands and bid farewell to Mr. Chen.

Old Chen's whitened eyeballs rolled, and when he just stepped out of the threshold, he said: "Pavilion Master, your fate has already been doomed, and if you change your fate against the sky, you will pay a painful price."

Zong Heng didn't stop, and left resolutely to return to the courtyard.

At this time, the night wind suddenly became manic, flying sand and rocks.

There was a wound on Shen Qi's face due to the scraping, and he touched it painfully, but it was not deep.

With his hands resting on his cheeks, he nestled in the tree hole beside the cold pool, and kept reading the exercises given to him by the bamboo spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he couldn't understand a single word!

That bamboo spirit wouldn't be cheating him!

"It seems that you are really here!"

A sudden stern voice interrupted Shen Qi's train of thought. When he looked up and saw it was the old ghost, he immediately turned over and pointed his butt at him.

The old ghost slapped him on the buttocks, and said: "The little brat still holds a grudge?!"

Shen Qi screamed, clutching his buttocks, his voice trembling with anger: "You you you! Wait until I grow up!"

The old ghost snorted and said with a smile: "Okay, I didn't come here to talk nonsense with you. It was the pavilion master who asked me to tell you some basic exercises so that you would not be confused."

Shen Qi looked dull.

The old ghost wiped his face, feeling deeply that the pavilion master is also a god, and said: "Yuanluo Continent mainly uses Yuanli as the cultivation factor, so do you know what determines the difference in cultivation level?"

Shen Qi pursed his lips and grinned, "I don't understand, don't ask me anything."

"Well, the difference in cultivation levels is determined by the Yuanmai. To put it simply." The old ghost grabbed Shen Qi's hand and said along the pulse: "It is the meridian that we can absorb Yuanli to store and cultivate, and the meridian that can absorb Yuanli The more meridians you have, the better."

Shen Qi nodded half understanding.

The old ghost continued: "The Yuanmai are doomed from birth. When they reach the age of five, the major families will use the Yuanmai Ball to measure the disciples in the clan. The human-level Yuanmai is the lowest, and the Earth-level Yuanmai and The Tianji Yuanmai are average, and the Saint-level Yuanmai are the top people. As long as you have the Saint-level Yuanmai, you can use any kind of skills freely in this world. But there are not many Saint-level Yuanmai, plus There are only three pavilion masters."