On the bed, a young man with a hungry face and a pale yellow face was slowly opening his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he felt a feeling of hunger in his abdomen. Even his lips seemed a little dry and chapped, dry mouth and tongue, and extremely uncomfortable.

"Water. I want water." The boy murmured as soon as he opened his eyes, looking extremely embarrassed. A maid next to the bed showed a look of joy when he heard this, and then handed him a bowl of water.

It seems a bit familiar.

This young man who had just woken up and looked hungry and thin was no one else, but the young master of the Ren family, Ren Yixun. Bloodline awakening is to use pure bloodlines to burn his bloodline and essence to fully stimulate the inheritance in his bloodline. If this one is not done well, it may be dangerous to die, but after success, it will be a leap change.

Ren Yixun drank three bowls in a row with his porcelain bowl in his hand. The little girl took care of him carefully, for fear that his son would be choked. Ren Yixun had no airs at this time. The process of awakening of blood was too uncomfortable, and he actually forgot that he had been a human being for two lifetimes and was really magical.

On the round table, the meal had been prepared for Mr. Ren, and the dishes were extremely rich, whether they were braised or fried; whether they were flying in the sky or swimming in the water, as long as they could nourish the body and replenish blood, they were generally hungry at this time, so they sat down on the round table and started eating.

The maid who had been before had already stepped down and ran outside, seeing the scene was that she was going outside to call someone. However, Mr. Ren had no time to take care of him. This awakening gave him a very deep understanding of the Dragon Pool.

Ren Yixun put down the bowls and chopsticks, and the food on the table was already exhausted. I think Ren Yixun was already hungry when he was unconscious [the chest was pressed against the back.

"Shashashashasha~" A rushing footsteps came from outside the door, and then four figures rushed towards the place. The leader was a white-haired person, who was made in a wheelchair. There was no joy on his face. Instead, his brows frowned slightly, and he seemed to be worried. This person was the head of the Ren family, Ren Zhantian.

Behind him, a man with handsome facial features but a vicissitudes of face was pushing a wheelchair, with no fluctuations in his expression and a slender figure, all said that this person was Ren Yixun's father: Ren Canglang. Next to Ren Canglang is the third generation of the Ren family, Ren Yilan.

Ren Yilan is the son of Ren Canghu. He is sixteen years old today. Although his lifelong cultivation has not reached the peak of the Qi Creation Realm, he also has the strength of the eighth level of the Qi Creation Realm. At this age, it is quite good. But his talent is far less than Ren Yixun and Qiu Zaitian.

Behind Ren Yilan was the little maid who had just gone out to call for someone. At this time, the little girl had a respectful look on her face, and she didn't dare to breathe when she walked beside them.

As soon as Ren Yixun finished his meal, he looked up and saw the four people walking towards him. He didn't dare to hesitate at all. He stood up and tidied up his clothes, then walked outside the door and bowed slightly, saying, "Grandfather, Father, Second Cousin."

"Haha, good grandson, please get up quickly. You have just woken up and you have to rest more. You don't have to go tomorrow's tribe comparison. Please rest here to recuperate." Mr. Ren Zhantian's face was bright, and he looked at his grandson with a look of care.

Although the old man's face was full of infinite love and care as before, a faint faint flashed in his eyes. And that lowness was just captured by Ren Yixun. In the moment he captured it, Ren Yixun faintly felt a little uneasy.

This was a feeling, and this feeling accompanied him for two lifetimes. He believed in this feeling. Then he frowned slightly and stood there and stopped talking.

"Oh." Mr. Ren couldn't help but sigh when he saw his grandson's appearance. His grandson knew it. Ren Yixun showed amazing talent and extraordinary intelligence when he was very young. If he wanted to say that he couldn't see anything, it would be fake.

After Mr. Ren sighed softly, he immediately showed a complicated expression on his face and said, "Xun'er, I have something to tell you. Come in with us." After the old man said that, he opened his hand and then his figures disappeared outside the door.

Inside the room, Mr. Ren was sitting high in a wheelchair, his face seemed a little solemn. Ren Canglang was standing beside him. Ren Canglang's face was still calm, but his eyes seemed a little melancholy, as if he was relieved and solemn.

There were two young men standing opposite, one looked young and the other looked handsome, two young masters from the Ren family.

"Well, Yixun. I want to tell you something today. I hope you won't be hit after you know it." The old man said with a serious look.

"The Continent of Shenzhou pursues martial arts and becomes a god, and has its own bloodline inheritance. With its talent and bloodline, it can become a dominant place. However, the owner of the bloodline cannot prove everything. Only strong people who are proficient in martial arts and good at using martial arts can stand at the peak of warriors. The Chinese Empire seems to have a vast territory, but it is called the secular. Behind the secular world is the martial arts world, and behind the martial arts world are the sects and aristocratic families."

"The Qi-making Realm is divided into nine levels, absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth to temper the body, and shaving the monument and shaving stones is easy to turn the palm. Behind the Nine Level is the peak, and after the peak is the next realm: the transport realm. The transport realm can practice transport skills, and the transporting skills are divided into three levels: the lower, middle, and upper. Practicing transporting skills can stimulate blood, spread the essence and blood in the body into the blood, and the bones, thus reaching the terrifying level of blood and energy like a dragon. And this growth process is the transporting realm."

"The transport realm is divided into three levels, blood and qi are like plasma, blood and qi are like pillars, and blood and qi are like dragons. The corresponding ninth level is the ninth level, with the third level as one level. Although you failed to awaken your bloodline, you still survive. This means that some of the essence and blood in your body have been awakened, and you can still practice transporting skills. Although you started later than others, you still have the possibility of becoming a strong person."

The old man said a lot in one breath, but it was all for the last sentence. Because the last sentence was obvious to tell his grandson that although he failed to awaken, he could still practice the transfer technique and consider that his achievements were limited.

He also tactfully reminded his grandson not to be discouraged and to have confidence in life. How could Ren Yixun not hear the implication? He saw that his head was suddenly underneath, as if he was thinking, and as if he was deep.

When the old man saw his grandson's appearance, he couldn't help but look ugly. Among the three generations of families, his most optimistic attitude was the young grandson of the Ren family in front. But after the awakening ceremony, he suffered another severe blow. This blow was no less than the death of his eldest son, the second son's frontier was guarded for ten years, and the cultivation of his third son was abolished.

"There is clearly a loud sound of shaking dragons in the Dragon Pool, how could this happen? How could this happen? Is this fate messing with people, and God is going to destroy me?" This is the roaring sound of Mr. Ren Zhantian after getting the test results. At this time, this roaring sound was constantly echoing in his mind, causing a burst of pain in his heart.

Beside him, Ren Yilan looked at his cousin with a complicated look on his face. He was not as good as this cousin at home, and often suffered from other people's eyes. Although he was his cousin, he naturally felt jealous after a long time. But after he knew the result, he felt regretful.

After all, my cousin's talent is indeed outstanding, and it is hard to have it in the world.

For a moment, the room was extremely quiet, and three pairs of eyes looked at the young master who was bowing his head and silently. At this time, they all closed their breath and were waiting for a reply, which was just a sound of falling needles. After a long time, a free and easy smile echoed, interrupting everyone's gaze.

"Haha. Since you can practice the transportation technique, it is a great blessing in life." Ren Yixun smiled, and a sincere, free and unruly smile appeared on his face.

Everyone couldn't help but feel moved when they saw Ren Yixun's appearance. Even Ren Canglang, who had been expressionless, was slightly touched, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.

Mr. Ren Zhantian's expression slightly rose. After sweeping away the complexity of his previous look, there was an unspeakable joy on his face, and he kept saying, "Okay. It's not our grandson of the Ren family, who has the blood of our family."

The old man laughed, his face gradually improved, and he became much rosy. Then he took out an antique book from his arms, which contained six large characters similar to small seal script: "Pengshe Moves**".

"Xun'er, this is a medium-grade transporter that our ancestors accidentally obtained. You must keep it and practice it well. If you don't understand something, ask your father. This secret book was handed over to your father's hands." A complicated look flashed in the old man's eyes.

His son, Ren Canglang, was extremely talented, and he thought... Hey. After handing over the secret script to Ren Yixun, Mr. Ren felt exhausted and turned around and left, with a hint of melancholy and sadness on his face.

Holding the secret script in his hand, Ren Yixun's face showed a solemn expression. From the old man's eyes, he saw a touch of sadness and a touch of expectation, and that expectation was himself. He clenched his fists and said in his heart: I will definitely not disappoint you. After that, he nodded secretly.

"You are much better now. Then follow me up the mountain now, and I have something to give you anywhere." Ren Canglang looked at his son, with a solemn look on his face. His eyes were complicated, and he determined that he had made some major decisions.

"Yes." Ren Yixun also felt the wrong atmosphere and did not dare to neglect it. With a response, he followed his father's footsteps and walked outside.

On the mountain road, Ren Canglang didn't say anything, but only frowned and seemed worried. Behind him, Ren Yixun looked at his father, with a complex look flashing in his eyes.

"Did my father tell me the murderer behind the killer who killed his mother?" Ren Yixun couldn't help but show a solemn look on his face.

Although he was still a baby when his mother died, the conversation between his mother and her father was still heard in Ren Yixun's ears.

"Canglang, promise me not to rush to take revenge. The most important thing is to take good care of our Xun'er. If necessary, I hope he can be an ordinary person and live happily." The loving voice still echoed in Ren Yixun's heart, but even so, Ren Yixun's mother is destined to be disappointed.

Because Ren Yixun is destined not to be an ordinary person, even without the inheritance of blood, he will still not be an ordinary life.

This is his dignity for two lives and his self-esteem from the name of genius.

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