Chapter 001: Trash Father and Son

Chapter 001

"Damn, I actually feel pain. Is it possible that I'm not dead?" Ling Xiaoyou opened his eyes and hummed.

"Xiao'er, you're awake, I'm really worried about your dead mother." A plainly dressed woman covered her tears and caressed Ling Xiao's face.

"What, what's going on here? Although I'm good at ### control, but it seems..." Ling Xiao thought of this, and suddenly his head ached, and a vague memory rushed towards his mind.

Seeing Ling Xiao's dazed look, the woman hurriedly held Ling Xiao's hand and worried, "Xiao'er, what's wrong with you, Xiao'er? Is there any other discomfort? Don't scare your mother."

"No, no mother, I, I'm fine," Ling Xiao hurriedly replied with a sour voice.

Mani, I have actually timetraveled!

Only then did Ling Xiao realize that he was no longer on the earth, but traveled to this world called Xuanling Continent. He fought against the four super masters of the ghost gate, and finally blew himself up in his dantian. He was completely dead. He didn't expect that his luck was good, and he was reborn through time travel. The woman in front of him was Meng Xiyun, his mother in this body.

Meng Xiyun looked at Ling distressedly and said with a smile, "It's good that it's okay, and you don't want to practice martial arts in the future, so as not to be bullied by them all the time. I, I feel sad when I see both of your fathers like this!".

"Well, I listen to you, mother, can you go out for a while, I feel tired and want to rest a little longer." Ling Xiao said with a smile.

"Okay, mother won't bother you, you sleep a little longer, mother will give you the poison." Meng Xiyun wiped her tears, nodded, pulled the quilt for Ling Xiao, and then walked out of the room. Don't forget to cover the door.

Ling Xiao deliberately pushed Meng Xiyun away, he wanted to sort out the chaotic memories in his mind.

An hour later, Ling Xiao opened his closed eyes, and sighed heavily, "The situation is much better than expected, at least I'm still alive."

Ling Xiao sorted out the memory of the original body, and knew that he was reborn in the body of "Ling Xiao" who had the same name as himself from the Ling family in Meteorite City. As for why I searched for this body, it may be because of the sentence "It's clearly doomed".

It turned out that "Ling Xiao" was supposed to be the most outstanding cultivation genius of the eighteenth generation of the Ling family. At the age of fifteen, he broke through to the Xuanzhe rank and became a low-level Xuanshi, achieving the title of the first genius in Meteorite City.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xiu and Lin Feng will destroy it!

Not long after "Ling Xiao" became a Profound Scholar, he was unexpectedly attacked by someone, and his meridians were abolished. He changed from the most beautiful Profound Scholar to an ordinary civilian who was not even considered a warrior. Since then, the name of the first genius has become a waste material that is not as good as ordinary people.

In a world where martial arts are respected and kings, in the Ling family, the first family in Meteorite City, if they can't practice martial arts, they are doomed to live a mediocre life in the end.

However, "Ling Xiao" has a strong and unyielding character, and he started to practice from scratch, but it is a pity that he has returned without success in the past two years. In the past two years, he has been ridiculed and ridiculed by his peers in the Ling family, so he can only swallow his anger and remain unmoved.

However, Ling Rui, the grandson of the fifth elder of the Ling family, provoked "Ling Xiao" two days ago, and finally insulted his parents. Others insulted his parents. So, he shot at Ling Rui with anger, but it was a pity that his cultivation base was abolished. How could he be the opponent of Ling Jian, a low-level profound practitioner, and was beaten to death on the spot.

This is the scene of Ling Xiao lying on the bed!

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"The world of the strong? It's more to my liking!" Ling Xiao said confidently with bright eyes. He climbed out of bed and touched his frail body, touched the back of the head from the fatal blow, and there was still a large swollen lump that did not heal.

"Let me avenge your revenge." Ling Xiao sighed, and then began to look at the environment in the room.

The room is quite spacious, but the decoration is simple. In addition to a one-and-a-half meter bed, there are several chairs and a tea table. The most conspicuous one is the wooden stake in the corner. It is not difficult to imagine His "Ling Xiao" practiced so hard, but unfortunately it was in vain.

"Crackling" the door of the room was opened, and the person who walked in this time was a laid-back middle-aged man, about thirty-seven years old, with sharp edges and corners, a high nose bridge, and dull eyes. A set of gray robes wrapped around her body, holding a wine bottle in her hand. If this image was changed to the previous life, it might belong to the typical young woman killer, but in this life, it is just a decadent middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man in front of him is Ling Xiao's father, Ling Zhan, who is also a useless talent whose meridians have been destroyed. The two father and son are well-known "father and son of useless talents" in Meteorite City.

More than ten years ago, Ling Zhan was also a rare genius in Meteorite City. Although he was not as perverted as Ling Xiao, he broke through the Xuanshi rank at the age of eighteen and became the Xuanshi rank. It was already the peak of Xuanshi, and he was only one way away from becoming a spiritual master, one of the few top masters in Meteorite City. It's a pity that he, who was in high spirits, also ended up in a sneak attack. The situation is exactly the same as the current Ling Xiao, which is really intriguing.

Ling Zhan glanced at Ling Xiao, took a sip of wine, and said quietly, "How do you feel?".

Ling Xiao looked at the cheap father in front of him and said, "I can't die yet!".

"That's good." Ling Zhan sat on the edge of the bed for a while, and then said after a pause, "Do you want to have a bite?".

Ling Xiao was not polite, snatched Ling Zhan's wine bottle, raised his head and took a sip, the hot smell filled his limbs, and he couldn't help but softly exclaimed "Sweet!", and then I took a few more mouthfuls down my throat.

In his previous life, he drank a lot of strong wine, such as burning knives, daughter red, old cellar...

Ling Zhan glanced at his son with complicated eyes, and then turned his attention to the stake. He said flatly, "It is true that a gentleman strives for self-improvement, but it cannot be reflected in our father and son."

"Father" Ling Xiao called out jerky, a wave of sympathetic emotions welled up. The exclusion, sarcasm, and ridicule he had received in the past two years emerged one by one in his mind, as if he had also seen the same experience his father had suffered when he was young.

"Wealth depends on the sky, Xiaoer, don't force yourself anymore, your hard work is noticed by Dad, and Dad won't blame you." Ling Zhan said in a tone full of helplessness and mourning. He was so high-spirited back then that he was almost designated as the next-generation patriarch, but unfortunately, the situation changed suddenly, and he turned into a worthless cripple overnight. At first, seeing his son rising slowly, and seeing a shadow stronger than himself, he also felt very comforted, but history repeated itself again, and his son suffered the same blow as him, and he felt unspeakable pain and pain in his heart !

Ling Xiao didn't respond, but his eyes were gradually clouded with mist. He could feel Meng Xiyun's sincere love for him, and he could also feel Ling Zhan's silent care.

"What are you father and son talking about? Smile, mother has boiled medicine for you, drink it quickly." Meng Xiyun came in with a bowl of dark medicine and said. Then, seeing Ling Xiao's strange behavior, she nervously asked, "Xiao'er, why are you crying? Did your father call you lazy again?". After finishing speaking, Meng Xiyun glared at Ling Zhan angrily.

"No... Mother, I just kneaded some sand, and quickly bring the medicine, I want to drink the medicine," Ling Xiao quickly concealed. He has never cried since he was sensible in his previous life, but he heard from his family that he loved to laugh since he was a child, so he named him "Xiao". Neither will admit it.

After drinking the medicine, Ling Zhan and Meng Xiyun left the house.

Ling Xiao felt that his head was still hurting, so he fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Ling Xiao barely left the room for half a step, just sorting out the memory fragments, so that he could adapt to his new identity as soon as possible.

At the same time, he also checked his body and found that all the twelve virtues of his body were broken. No wonder he has been practicing hard for two years but has gained nothing.

However, at this time Ling Xiao was not angry. He was a super master of martial arts in his previous life. Originally, he wanted to learn Xiong Ba's three-point return to Yuan Qi together, but unfortunately he didn't have time to study it, so he died with the four super masters of the ghost gate. If he had been allowed to practice for another year, practice three-point return to vitality, and learn the first form of the three-point magic finger "breaking jade and dividing gold", then even if he faced the four super masters of the ghost gate, he would not have to use self-explosion Dantian, the way to die together.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao has all the memories of his previous life with him, and he has already memorized these martial arts techniques such as Cloud Pai Palm, Fengshen Leg, Tianshuang Fist, etc., and he can still use many moves, but now this weak The body cannot display the true power of those moves.

Among these martial arts, Ling Xiao's favorite is the Fengshen Kick. Every move is so cool and handsome. With the Fengshen Kick, he has attracted the hearts of many senior sisters and junior sisters from various sects. Something I've always been proud of.

To gain a firm foothold in this world where the strong live, one must have strong strength to rely on, otherwise one will become the target of bullying and ridicule by others.

"The Twelve Classics have been abolished. Only by re-washing the marrow, breaking through, and clearing the meridians can one practice again. However, what is cultivated here is not called internal strength, but profound energy. I just don't know the difference between the two. Let me try three Can the fenguiyuanqi really have the effect of Shaolin Temple's Marrow Cleansing Sutra?" Ling Xiao thought in his heart, and at the same time, he planned to cultivate the 3fenguiyuanqi that he hadn't learned in his previous life, to see if he could restore the vitality of this crippled body.