Fenzhen is located in the westernmost town of Zhentian Kingdom. It is located on the banks of the sacred forest and is built on the Wanren Mountains. In the vast ancient secluded continent, there are countless towns, like the Henghai Sha River, Fenzhen is just one of them.

As early winter comes, the late night of Wanren Mountain is extremely cold, and the ground is covered with thick layer of frost.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill all the human race hidden in Wanren Mountain."

"No one left! You must find that thing, it must be in some human race."

"The human race is the mortal enemy of our three tribes! When we meet the human race, we will kill us without any consequences! That thing is a divine object in the world and must not fall into the hands of the human race."

Dongdong...

In the cold forest, terrifying figures were rushing. There were skeleton soldiers of the Bone Clan, with white bones and flying movements. There were fog ghosts of the Ghost Clan, with fog bodies and howling everywhere. There were also snake monsters of the demon Clan, with human heads and snake bodies, and charming faces, but they were spitting long letters in their mouths.

Where these monsters pass by, there are countless broken limbs and broken bodies around them, and blood flows into a river, all of which are the corpses of the human race.

"The human race is on the north side of the mountain." A fog ghost looked to the north side of Wanren Mountain, his eyes were pounding with a faint light, and he shouted loudly.

A group of terrifying figures flew towards the north of Wanren Mountain.

To the north of Wanren Mountain is a cliff with a steep wall. Once ordinary people fall off the cliff, they will definitely be broken into pieces.

On a rock on the cliff to the north, Qin Mo was wearing a gray robe, white hair, sitting cross-legged, listening to the trembling screams coming from a distance, his face was very calm, without any sorrow or joy.

It was extremely cold on the mountain at night. Qin Mo's white hair was covered with frost, his eyes were filled with indifference, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of the world. Although his old face was covered with fatigue, his sword eyebrows that flew into his temples could imagine his handsomeness when he was young.

"The bone clan, ghost clan, demon clan, and three clans have been in trouble for 30 years, and billions of human races have been slaughtered. It's hateful! I, Qin Mo, are just a 'mediocre person', and have been mediocre for 60 years, and even the ruins of my hometown are difficult to preserve." Qin Mo clenched his fists, his eyes were pounding with hatred, his body trembled, and his breathing became rapid.

Looking at the small town looming in the distance, which was the ruins of Fen Town, Qin Mo's heart was ups and downs, recalling the rugged experiences of his 60 years of life, all the past came to his heart like clouds and smoke.

...

Born in the Qin family, one of the three major families in Fenzhen, Qin Mo is the grandson of Qin Zhengxing, the chief of the Qin family. He has shown extraordinary talent for cultivation since he was a child and is a recognized martial arts genius in Fenzhen.

At the age of 6, he cultivated his true energy to the 9th dan of the Martial Arts, breaking the record of Fenzhen in a century, and was called the first genius of Fenzhen. But after that, bad luck came and no reason was found. Qin Mo's cultivation level stagnated from then on, and it was difficult to make progress.

As time passed, the aura of genius dimmed and he was ridiculed by people.

...

When I was 14 years old.

There was a change in the Qin family. The Qin family leader had a conflict with the other family. Qin Mo was inevitably involved.

While hunting in Wanren Mountain, he was seriously injured by a person from another family's family, and was thrown under the cliff of Wanren Mountain and fell into a cave. Although he survived the disaster, his dantian was broken, his limbs were broken, and his meridians were mostly broken.

Afterwards, grandfather Qin Huaizhong tried his best to treat him, but the dantian and meridians could not be restored, so Qin Mo became a "mediocre person" from then on.

"Mortal" is the name of the ancient You Continent for useless people.

...

When I was 20 years old.

That night, Qinglian Mountain in the Guyou Continent collapsed, the sky was torn apart, and a giant palm pressed down. It was as powerful as a prison, the mountains collapsed and the earth was broken, half of the territory of Zhentian Kingdom was destroyed, and Burning Town was also destroyed in the dark flames.

In the sky, there was a beautiful woman with a red phoenix mark on her forehead, holding a three-foot jade halberd, her power shook the sky, and finally her delicate body was bleeding and she took him out of the desperate situation.

"Brother Mo, how great would it be if you were not a useless person and could fight side by side with Xiaoxiao and save the family from danger." The woman left with tears in her eyes.

Qin Mo knelt among the mountains, feeling sad in his heart, and whistled to the sky, shaking violently, shaking the heaven and earth.

...

At the age of 30.

Chaos in the Guyou Continent were raging, with the demon clan, ghost clan and bone clan united, three clans fought, the war on the mainland was raging, the human clan was in danger, and Qin Mo was desperate.

In front of the Qinglian Mountain site, great geniuses of various races compete for treasures. Qin Mo survived in the ****, and by chance, he saved a peerless swordsman.

Xiao Xuechen of the Xiao family is born with a sword soul, three-foot Lipo moves the sky city, and the beautiful sword is the immortal in the world!

Such a peerless person fell in love with himself, who was a mediocre person, and his sword soul was flawed, which eventually caused a ten-year sword disaster and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Mo, don't feel guilty. I will have no regrets in this life when I am with you." Before the beauty disappeared, she smiled and died.

In the wind and snow, Qin Mo hugged the beauty's delicate body, and her mouth was bleeding, which made her heart feel heartbroken.

...

At the age of 60.

Qin Mo spent 30 years and went through a thousand hardships, crossing the evil black blood desert on the continent barefoot and reaching the foot of Mount Amitabha. He begged the Emperor Soul Lord to open the Xuantian Mirror that can tell everything, and to exchange his life for his beloved son's life.

Feeling from Qin Mo's sincerity, Emperor Soul Lord finally agreed to his request.

On the top of Amitabha Mountain, the Xuantian Mirror is opened. Qin Mo did not find the way to resurrect the beauty, but he knew the mystery of his body.

Fighting Holy Body!

According to legend, in ancient times, people with this physique became unparalleled and invincible. However, the world changed drastically, and those who had the holy body of fighting seemed to be cursed by heaven, and their cultivation was at most stopped at the nine stars of the martial artist, and their inability to improve in no time.

The Xuantian Mirror indicates the method to open the Holy Body of Fighting. However, the conditions for the implementation of this method must be before the age of 16 before it can work.

Unfortunately, Qin Mo is already 60 years old and has long passed the age of 16, so he can only do anything.

Then, the mysterious Xuantian Mirror crossed the space and sent Qin Mo back to Fen Town. With his regretful heart, he was ready to live in his hometown.

But unexpectedly, not long after, in the ruins of Fen Town, Qin Mo was inexplicably surrounded and killed by the three tribes and fled to the top of Wanren Mountain.

...

The memories of a lifetime were like a tide, circling in my mind. Suddenly, a terrible scream came, interrupting Qin Mo's thoughts.

A group of fog ghosts appeared not far away, and then, skeleton soldiers of the Bone Clan and snake demons of the Demon Clan appeared and swarmed towards Qin Mo.

"I didn't expect that I, Qin Mo, had a rough life, and finally died in this place." Qin Mo sighed secretly and stood up.

Here - the cliff to the north of Wanren Mountain is where Qin Mo was plotted against by his family when he was 14 years old.

Turning back and staring at the three tribes flying towards him, Qin Mo looked indifferent, jumped and jumped off the cliff.

The whistling wind in my ears made Qin Mo almost suffocate, and figures passed by his mind, including his grandfather, his sister, and his beautiful face that he loved for his life...

"God, how unfair you are! Why did I know the holy body of fighting in my old age, and also the way to open the body..."

Facing the bitter mountain wind, Qin Mo roared wildly, his eyes turned dark and he lost consciousness.

...

Tick ​​to...

The crisp sound of water drops sounded and echoed slowly in his ears. Qin Mo felt a headache breaking. Every inch of flesh and blood in his body and every bone were like being pulled by a blade. This severe pain of being cut into pieces made him want to roar.

Am I dead?

This thought first flashed through his mind, however, the heart-wrenching pain from his body told him the fact that he was still alive, just like when he was 14 years old, he fell from the cliff from the same place and survived fortunately again.

But, so what if you survive like this?

It was originally a useless person, but now he is seriously injured again, and he is also a useless person.

I am the most useless waste in the Qin family. Why did fate tease me so much that I have to survive until now?

Tick ​​to...

Another crisp sound of water droplets woke Qin Mo from his chaotic thoughts. He opened his eyes and found himself in a cave with his back against the wall. There was a depression on the ground in the center of the cave. The water droplets on the top of the cave kept falling, forming a pond of water.

"This cave!"

Qin Mo widened his eyes. He was so familiar with the scene around him. This place was clearly the cave that he fell from a cliff when he was 14 years old and suffered for three days and three nights.

Subconsciously lowered his head, Qin Mo's eyes suddenly widened. Wherever he entered his eyes, he was not wearing a gray robe, but a tattered and blood-stained blue clothing. This was the clothing of the three generations of the Qin family.

What's even more shocking is that this is clearly the body of a teenager.

Could it be...

Qin Mo's body trembled and wanted to stand up, but he staggered and fell to the ground. Only then did he realize that the injuries on his body were extremely serious, his limbs were broken, his dantian was damaged, and his meridians were mostly broken, which was exactly the same as the injuries he had when he was 14 years old and fell off the cliff.

Lying on the ground and looking at the pool in front of him, Qin Mo gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, moved his body desperately, and slid out a long blood mark on the ground, and finally climbed to the pool water in the middle of the cave.

The clear pool water reflects a blood-stained face, but it can be clearly identified that this is the face of a boy.

This is Qin Mo's face when he was 14 years old!

"Ho, ho, ho..."

Lying beside the pool, Qin Mo curled up, and the pain in his heart spread throughout his body. There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, making him want to whistle to the sky, but what came from his mouth was a faint, hoarse voice.

"Age 14, am I back to 14..."

Qin Mo's face twisted, as if he was happy or sad, as if he was laughing or crying. In his previous life, countless midnight dreams, he had fantasized about returning to this scene when he was a boy.

Now, this scene has become real!
Chapter completed!