Two years passed in a daze, and Wuming gradually matured a lot, and the edges and corners of his childhood gradually transformed away and became somewhat mature.

It was still the back mountain of Tianjian Mountain, or under the turbulent waterfall. "Master, I am really a waste," Wuming said with infinite sadness, and the old man in front of him was also powerless. He loved this disciple. He felt very heartbroken when he looked at this disciple, and he was extremely sad. As his master, he couldn't help anything.

Two years ago, at the beginning, Wuming's speed of practicing "Mixture" was extremely impressive, which was far beyond his imagination. Mixture was divided into nine stanzas, but when he reached the third stanza, he could not break through. At first, he thought that Wuming practiced too fast and could not act too fast in martial arts, because haste would not be achieved. However, it was about to be two years old, but Wuming still stagnated in the third stanza.

The old man looked at the sky and felt very sad and said: Is this child destined to be unable to practice martial arts innately? Is it not possible to practice physical skills without soulless body light? Oh my god, you are too unfair, he has not endured enough.

The world is turning, but it seems so sad in the green mountains and clear waters. The old man thought that half a year ago, Wuming also participated in the Tianjian Mountain Travel No. 1 election. Before participating, he had to divide the level into the competition, because that would be fair competition.

Soul-Devouring Monument, the treasure of Tianjian Mountain. Since the founding of Tianjian Mountain, the Soul-Devouring Monument has been in Tianjian Mountain. No one knows where the Soul-Devouring Monument came from. In recent years, Tianjian Mountain has been strong and prosperous. Therefore, throughout the ages, the Soul-Devouring Monument has been regarded as the treasure of Tianjian Mountain. It has always guarded Tianjian Mountain. Under its protection, even though Tianjian Mountain has experienced many hardships, it still stands with the imperial capital and the Ice Soul Continent.

The three big words on the Soul-Devouring Monument were all portrayed in everyone's eyes. Wuming stood in front of the Soul-Devouring Monument and looked at the three big words foolishly. The three words were like sharp swords, pierced into his body, and wandered in his body like thousands of insects.

Could it be that I am really a waste and can't really practice martial arts for the rest of my life? Wuming said in his heart. He thought that since he met his master, he could pursue martial arts through his own efforts, but he was wrong. At the beginning, he made rapid progress. Wuming didn't expect that he would practice so quickly, but he had been stagnant with the third paragraph of "Mixture" for more than a year and could not break through. At first, he and his master thought it was too much. It was not until the first time that Tianjian Mountain was elected that Wuming believed this fact, and the three were deeply portrayed in his mind. Wuming remembered that day, when he walked to the Soul-Devouring Monument with confidence and reached his hand to the Soul-Devouring Monument, he was happy to wait for the result of the short days of hard practice, but it was beyond his expectations.

The chief officer also announced that Wuming could not participate in the Tianjian Mountain No. 1 election conference. Wuming lowered his head and walked down the Soul-Devouring Monument.

"Genius," Ren Tianxing said in a sarcastic tone. Wuming ignored Ren Tianxing's sarcastic language. He only cared about leaving earlier. Those who were in the same group with Ren Tianxing also laughed. The waste and the words of waste kept pouring into Wuming's ears. He was in a turmoil. Wuming speeded up and stopped when he passed through half of the crowd. Lan Ke'er stood in front of him and said with a dim expression: Brother Wuming, it's okay, I believe you. Wuming knows that in Tianjian Mountain, the best thing for him is Ke'er. Every time he encounters anything, Ke'er encourages him and also accompanys him.

Beside him. But now he just wants to be alone and quiet, so Wuming walked around Lan Ke'er and walked out the door. Lan Ke'er looked at Wuming's lonely figure. She felt heartbroken. She wanted to be by his side. She wanted to share something for him, but she could not do anything. Lan Ke'er hated herself a little, hated herself for being incompetent, and hated that Wuming was helpless when she needed it most. Just as Wuming left, Ren Tianxing walked over happily and said with a smile: Ke'er, do you have time? Let's practice sword together. Lan Ke'er ignored Ren Tianxing and walked towards Wuming.

Seeing that Lan Ke'er was ignorant, Ren Tianxing said viciously: You are just a waste, you are still with you. What kind of mental illness did Lan Ke'er take? I see what future does you have with that waste?

The cliff is sitting on it and looking down at the earth. Even the ancient trees in the sky look a little small, and the flowers and plants in the ancient trees look even more tiny. I am not one of them, Wuming sighed.

With his great ambitions, he was full of fighting spirit and full of energy. He thought that the sky had not abandoned him. He also had a master and Lan Keer. Even if he didn't find his parents, it didn't matter. At least with the two of them, he would be content. At this moment, Wuming felt that he had a dream, which was all illusory. As long as the dream woke up, nothing would exist. He felt a little tired, so he lay down and closed his eyes...

Lan Ke'er followed Wuming and watched Wuming climb up the mountain, but she looked around and felt a little confused because she didn't find Lan Ke'er, and touched her head. "Brother Wuming, Brother Wuming, where are you?" Lan Ke'er shouted several times, but there was still no movement around her, and there was silence, and even the roar of the strange beast disappeared. Suddenly, Lan Ke'er's inspiration appeared, and her surprised expression appeared on her face. She said in her heart: It's not that Wuming couldn't think of it, so she jumped from here. Lan Ke'er rushed around in a hurry, and shouted: Brother Wuming, Brother Wuming, but there was still nothing. Lan Ke'er cried anxiously, and did not drag her tired body back until very late.

"Where is this?", am I on a cliff? Why did I run into a cave? Wuming touched his head and said. The cave was pitch black and there was nothing black. Every time Wuming took a step, the sound from the soles of his feet spread everywhere in the cave. The cave seemed like a bottomless cave. The sound spread far away. I don't know how deep the cave is.

After walking not far after touching the darkness, the lights in the cave suddenly turned on, and the lights led to the depths of the cave.

Wuming was stunned at the moment when the light suddenly turned on, there were tomb signs on both sides of the cave. Wuming was stunned and confused. Logically speaking, the usual cemeteries were on the ground, and the tomb signs were standing in places outside where people could see them, but they were different in front of them. There were only tomb signs but no tombs. What's going on? "Don't worry, go in and take a look." The cave was full of horizontal and vertical lines. After a long time, I didn't see the bottom of the cave. There were tomb signs around, but there were no tombs. "What the hell is this?" Wuming said with some confusion.

"I'm so unlucky. I've encountered everything." Finally, I walked to a stone door. Wuming looked at the stone door in front of him, about ten thousand pounds. He thought that such a heavy stone door must have a switch, and finally he found it. He revolved a very clever knob on the stone door. The stone door suddenly moved slowly. He walked in and looked around. There was nothing. When Wuming was about to shake his head and leave, the corner came to catch his attention. Wuming walked closer and saw that it was a box. He took off the soil on the box and opened the box. Suddenly a beam of light flashed from the box. Wuming opened the box and saw a blood-colored pill and an ancient book in the box. There was no detailed description in it. Wuming took out the pill and ancient book from the box, and held it in his hand without any sense.

Wuming looked around, but there was no specific handwriting left. Wuming simply stopped thinking about it. The cave was full of weirdness, so it would be better to leave early. Wuming just walked to the stone gate, and the stone gate fell down and the door closed tightly. Wuming sighed: Hey, this is not a way out for me, God! "Haha, haha..." The sudden sound came from Wuming, Wuming was shocked. He looked around in the cave. There was no tomb. Could it be that it was a corpse transformation? Nothing was in the cave?

Wuming looked at it again, no one was there, could it be that I had hallucinations?

"Little baby" This time Wuming heard clearly. There was indeed an old man's voice, but he just couldn't see anyone. "Who, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out quickly." Wuming shouted with courage. Just as Wuming finished speaking, an old man suddenly appeared on the wall of the stone wall: the old man sat on a disc, and white lights were emitted around him. Wuming looked at the old man and said, "Who are you?" The old man said, "Boy, listen, I don't have time to explain these things now. What you see now is not me, but just a trace of my soul. You just need to record what I said below. The elixir in your hand is extraordinary. It is made up of me condensed with essence and blood, called Blood Pill.

The eight extraordinary meridians of the human body can be transformed. The ancient books in your hand are not ordinary ancient books. Practicing to the top can subvert space. The title of this book is exactly the same as the "Mixed Body" you practiced before. Boy, I just noticed that you are a body without souls and spirits." It is a rare body in the ages. Because of this, the journey of cultivation is extremely difficult, not that you cannot practice. The blood pill in your hand can help you, but I have a request to help me kill two people. Wuming smiled and said: I am a waste, and I will also help you kill people. I heard it right. The old man then replied: You really can't kill them now, but you can do it in the future. Wuming asked: "It's OK in the future, why do you believe me?

The light on the wall gradually became weaker, "How about you? If you agree, when you reach a certain height, you can find your parents. Now, no one can help you except me to help you. Wuming shouted in surprise: Do you know my parents? "Yes," the old man replied.

"Then where are they? Can you tell me?" Wuming said anxiously. "Now you can't get where you are in your situation. They are in another continent." The old man said.

"Okay, I promise you," Wuming said. The old man smiled, and suddenly he shot the blood pill in Wuming's hand into Wuming's physical strength. The old man said, "Boy hold on, I will integrate the blood pill with you now, but your persistence."
Chapter completed!