Ye Wuque, who was lying down, smiled slightly, suddenly raised his right hand, reached into his arms, and took out a letter.

The letter looked ordinary, with no writing on the surface of the envelope, but Ye Wuque, who was holding the letter in his right hand, looked sad and lonely.

"Oh, as expected, is this obsession that has been supporting you to be willing to die for ten years, to give up your identity as a peerless genius, and to condense the origin of the holy law of fighting? Just to open this letter, I ask you

, Ye Wuque, do you regret this choice?"

Seeing the letter in Ye Wuque's hand, Kong thought of something and couldn't help but continue to ask questions.

"Do you know that if you had not chosen to condense the source of the holy law, with your qualifications, your current cultivation level must be extremely high. But for the sake of fighting for the source of the holy law, you have been staying in the fifth level of body training. All of this is worth it.

What?"

Kong's question echoed in Ye Wuque's mind. Looking at the letter in his hand, Ye Wuque smiled softly: "Is it worth it? Of course it is worth it."

"I have been with Uncle Fu since I can remember. Until I was four years old, Uncle Fu took me to Murong's house. He left this letter and the Blood Dragon Jade and left quietly. I can't even remember four years ago.

In my memory before the age of 18, I only know that my name is Ye Wuque, but I don’t know who I am? Who are my parents? Where is my... hometown?"

Speaking of this, Ye Wuque's expression became very warm and nostalgic, but he did not stop. He could only and was willing to tell Kong Kong about these things that had been hidden for ten years.

"Among some of the remaining images before I was four years old, I vaguely remember that although Uncle Fu was not my father, he treated me like his own son. I seemed to have followed him to many places, and finally came to the Murong family. My life,

I don’t know, but I have one hope, which is the letter and the Blood Dragon Jade left by Uncle Fu.”

"Kong, after Uncle Fu left that year, I was extremely sad. I stumbled to that place, unintentionally uncovered the ban on the sun, moon and stars, and met you. You told me that there was a sacred law ban on this letter.

, no matter how high your cultivation level is in the future, you will never be able to open this letter if you don’t know the holy law..."

Hearing this, Sora was silent for a while.

How could he not understand Ye Wuque's words? From this young man's point of view, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he can't compare to his persistence in family ties. He doesn't know who he is, where he comes from, and where his parents' hometown is. The only clue is

It’s this letter and the Blood Dragon Jade.

How similar are Ye Wuque and him?

"I have forgotten myself, but he has never known himself. We are both chasing and searching, hoping to find our roots."

There was silence in the hut for a while.

After a long time, Sora broke the silence.

"Haha... Do you know? Ye Wuque, after ten years of silence, you have cultivated the Holy Law of Fighting, which will become the greatest blessing in your life! One day, you will know how correct your choice is.

!I have cultivated the holy method in the body-forging realm...such an encounter, such a good fortune..."

Voices full of exclamation and happiness echoed in his mind. Ye Wuque was a little stunned, but then he remembered his appointment with Murong Tian, ​​and his expression condensed.

"Buzz"

With a thought in his mind, the golden red energy and blood in his body surged and trembled endlessly, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of Ye Wuque's mouth.

"Now that the holy method of fighting has been completed, my energy and blood have broken through the shackles from the Dantian and returned to the physical body. Sora, I should be able to continue practicing, right?"

At that moment, Ye Wuque told Kong about the fight with Murong Tian.

"When you were five years old, you reached the fifth level of body training and achieved a small level of muscle training. Over the years, you have continuously nurtured and condensed the holy method of fighting, which has made your physical body increasingly stronger invisibly, and you have already achieved great success in muscle training. As for the

All you need for bone refining and marrow refining is time. With the blessing of the Holy Law of Dou Zhan, your cultivation path will be completely different from ordinary people. This is a path of creation. As for why your energy and blood will change, it may have something to do with your physique.

, By the way, why don’t you try practicing Yuanli?”

He looked at the letter in his hand again, with a flash of brilliance in his eyes. Ye Wuque solemnly took the letter into his arms, followed Kong's instructions and sat up cross-legged, running the "Haotian Jin" that he was already familiar with, and the gold in his body

The red energy and blood are shaking!

"Buzz"

The source of the holy law suddenly jumped, and then an overwhelming and powerful suction force spread outward from the Dantian. All the energy in the body was immediately drawn by this suction force and rushed into the source of the holy law in the Dantian!

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

Ye Wuque could vaguely feel that some unknown changes seemed to have occurred within the beating source of the holy law, but at the moment he believed in Kong, and just held Yuan Shouyi and concentrated on it!

"boom"

A quarter of an hour later, the entire source of the holy law suddenly lit up, and the golden light shone brightly. Ye Wuque's whole person was overwhelmed by this light. At this moment, Ye Wuque's expression changed!

"Buzz"

Familiar yet unfamiliar pale golden energy surged out from the source of the holy law, instantly spreading over the limbs and bones, no different from before.

However, Ye Wuque knew that what was flowing in his body at this moment was no longer the previous Yuan Power!

It is majestic, majestic, vast, and filled with an extremely powerful and monstrous fighting spirit!

"Sora, what on earth is going on?"

Feeling the surging momentum of this pale golden energy, Ye Wuque finally couldn't help but ask.

"As expected! The first benefit of condensing the origin of the Holy Law of Dou Zhan is that from now on, what you practice is no longer ordinary Yuan Power, but the holy battle energy obtained from the origin of the Holy Law!"

Kong's voice also became a little excited at this moment, and before Ye Wuque asked again, he continued: "The battle energy of the holy way is a kind of extremely high-quality heaven and earth energy. It is ten times thicker and more condensed than ordinary energy.

Ten times, the lethality is also ten times stronger! In other words, after you have cultivated the fighting spirit of the holy way, you will now have the ability to fight across levels and defeat the strong with the weak!"

"Fighting across levels? Will the weak defeat the strong?"

Ye Wuque's bright eyes became brighter and brighter as Kong explained, feeling the golden-red blood and holy battle energy in his body, and his heart was burning.

With a smile on his lips, Ye Wuque's calm eyes revealed an extremely compelling edge!

"Uncle Fu, I will definitely keep the Blood Dragon Jade you left for me; Murong Tian, ​​use you as the first stepping stone for me, Ye Wuque, to shine again!"

His low self-talk sounded like thunder, but it was full of incomparable confidence.

...The sky is clear and the sun is high.

"Boom, boom, boom"

In front of the courtyard of the children of the Murong family, seven or eight figures moved forward quickly, but the two leading them were a man and a woman.

The man has a strong figure and a ferocious scar on his left cheek. He is Murong Hai; and the woman is wearing a fiery red close-fitting silk skirt, which makes her graceful figure extremely tempting, but this woman has a pretty face and a pair of

What shines in her beautiful eyes is hatred and humiliation, who else but Murong Binglan.

Following closely behind the two men were several strong men from the younger generation of the Murong family. Although they were moving forward, their eyes were mostly focused on Murong Binglan's beautiful figure, and the admiration in their eyes was undisguised.

"Binglan, you're making too much of a fuss. You're teaching rubbish like Waste Wu Que, and you still need so many of us."

"Yes, I can suppress him with one hand."

"Fei Wuque really doesn't know the heights of the world. He dares to challenge Murong Tian. He is simply seeking death."

Murong Binglan, who was walking, heard the words coming from behind and did not answer. She just replied lightly: "I have troubled everyone this time, and Binglan will definitely be rewarded afterwards."

"Hey, Binglan, look at what you said."

"Whoever dares to offend you in the Murong family is offending us."

"Don't grab it. I'll just teach Ye Wuque a lesson."

Murong Hai narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Murong Binglan beside him. There was a hint of heat in his eyes and he smiled slightly. He naturally guessed the purpose and reason of Murong Binglan's trip, which was also the reason why he came together.

It was too easy for Murong Hai to teach Ye Wuque a lesson and gain some favor in front of Murong Binglan.

"Swish swish"

Stopping in front of a moderately sized wooden house, Murong Binglan looked at the small building with evil eyes. Murong Hai laughed and strode forward. The disciples of Murong standing behind Murong Binglan saw this.

He stopped angrily.

"Trash, come out. I, Murong Hai, am bored and want to play with you. This time, I will give you two hands."

An extremely arrogant voice came out of his mouth, and the scar on his left face trembled slightly. Murong Hai stood with his hands behind his back, but he was secretly wary. Although Ye Wuque was disabled, as far as he knew, in the past ten years, apart from public competitions,

, there are many Murong disciples who want to bully this person, but none of them succeed.

"Squeak"

The door of the wooden house opened, and a slender figure walked out slowly. It was Ye Wuque. Murong Hai looked carefully and suddenly felt that Ye Wuque at this time seemed a little different from the past.

"I asked which dog was sick and barking in front of my door so early in the morning. It turned out to be you. Haha, since the mad dog is sick, I will reluctantly take care of it."

Before anyone could go out, Murong Hai's words, which were three points crazier than Murong Hai's, spread throughout the place in an instant.

Seeing Ye Wuque come out, Murong Binglan's eyes were like sharp needles, and she looked at Ye Wuque fiercely, but the latter turned a blind eye.

Hearing Ye Wuque's words, the anger on Murong Hai's face flashed away, but then he suppressed it and said in a loud voice: "Fei Wuque, I hope your ability is half as good as your words, otherwise even if I give you two hands, you can't do it.

It’s just rubbish.”

Slowly walking to a place ten feet away from Murong Hai, Ye Wuque's bright eyes were extremely bright. He slowly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and smiled leisurely, but there was an uncontrollable brilliance in his laughter!
Chapter completed!