A Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Toddler, Soaring Through the Cultivation World

[Mind Reading + Max-Level Cute Kid + Brainless Fun + Light and Humorous + Minor Group Portrait]

Recently, the cultivation world has had a good laugh: the debt-ridden and perpetually unlucky Q...

Chapter 23 The truth of that year

Chapter 23 The truth of that year

[Xiao Shushu, are you reliable? We have been walking for a day and a night. If we can't find our brother, we still have two days to complete the mission. I am very worried.] Xiaobai is communicating with Xiao Shushu.

Yueli looked at the ingredients that Jinkuai had found and was cooking for Xiaobai and the others. Jinkuai watched without blinking and wanted to learn.

[Xiao Baibai, you are right. The map shows that your brother is right next to you. I don’t know why you can’t see anything.] Xiao Shushu was also very worried.

In fact, Xiao Shushu was not mistaken. It was indeed three steps past Xiaobai. However, this inheritance cave would automatically hide itself once someone entered.

At this time, Li Xiaoran inside was accepting his opportunity.

This was the second time Li Xiaoran entered here. At that time, he and his sister encountered a sixth-order purple cloud wolf in the Wuwang Land. They had a chance of winning, but this race was a social animal.

Who could have thought that they were all high-level? At that time, he and his sister were both in the late stage of foundation building. They were fighting their way out, but the leader was actually at the eighth level.

In order to save his sister's life, he tricked her into burning her own lifespan and forced himself to break through to the late Jindan stage.

However, the spiritual power used in this secret realm almost destroyed him, especially when he saw that his elder sister was secretly trying to use a formation to send her out.

He begged his sister not to go but it was too late. Fortunately, he had already given the Land of Rebirth to his sister, thinking that there would always be a glimmer of hope that would allow him to come back and save his sister.

But when he woke up again, he did not appear outside the secret realm, but in this inheritance cave.

The spiritual energy that should have been surging in the body now only left the empty meridians burning.

His Golden Crow Sword had already broken into millions of pieces, and under the huge impact of spiritual power, it was actually grasped into his dantian.

The guardian in the cave told him that he had to choose one way to get out, but he had no idea what to do.

"It's better for a sword cultivator to die without his natal sword." This was the only thought he had at the time, but what if? What if his sister was also alive? He wanted to get out.

The guardian said that the time was not right and he was unwilling to let me accept the inheritance. I knelt at the entrance of the cave for three days and three nights, and finally the guardian let me learn the art of body building, which is why I became a disabled person, but I have infinite strength.

But after getting it, the guardian told himself that his elder sister had died long ago and not even her soul was left in this world.

Then just get yourself out of here.

I couldn't believe it and begged them to go in with me to save my sister, but in the end I was humiliated and beaten like a rag.

When his nominal father saw that he was unable to practice, he simply closed the door and refused to see him.

I didn’t know where to go. I was in a daze until I met my master.

Li Xiaoran stared at the vermilion lacquered door in front of him and thought like this.

Looking at the beast head on the door knocker which was actually dripping with tears of blood, he staggered to the door frame. This was where he obtained the Vajra Body a hundred years ago.

Now what his palm touched was a cold rune - the four characters "力破乾钧" on the door lintel turned into "绘生万萬物".

The old beggar guarding the gate was gnawing on a chicken leg and pointing his greasy finger into the air.

Suddenly, thousands of talisman papers emerged from the ground and turned into burning stairs leading straight to the sky.

The old beggar guarding the gate said slowly, "Last time you came, your eyes and your heart were full of determination to prove your anger.

I want the inheritance, I want to save you, sister, but I told you the time is not right.

I didn't expect that you are so promising and dare to come back.

Then this time you should think carefully about why you didn’t come.

But now, after you have become a cripple, if you use the spiritual power here to burn your Netherworld Fire, you must be wondering why this fire is now like a ball of dead ash.

But there is cause and effect, and the way you are now is more in line with the Tao.

Go, find your way again."

The moment Li Xiaoran stepped onto the first step, the flesh on his left arm burst open.

This feeling is not pain, but some kind of sharper awakening. The broken meridians are reorganized under the guidance of the talisman paper, and the spiritual power is no longer confined to the acupoints, but rushes like a river in the flesh and blood.

"This method is called 'Painting Bones'." The old beggar's voice came from all directions.

“Three hundred years ago, the Saint Fu had his heart broken by the shock of his beloved, and he realized this method while lying in a mass grave.

He said that people must first be turned into dust before they can be reshaped into the ink of heaven and earth. "

Li Xiaoran bit his tongue, and blood condensed on the tip of the talisman pen.

The spiritual power that in the past required enduring heart-wrenching and bone-burning pain to mobilize now flows naturally with the heartbeat.

The first talisman he drew was a golden crow bathed in fire. The broken natal sword reunited in the talisman light, but it was no longer cold iron, but flowing light.

The sound of a jade slip ringing came from deep in the cave. Li Xiaoran wiped away the blood mist in front of his eyes and saw two things placed side by side on the stone platform.

On the left was the Diamond Sutra that he had taken away that year, and on the right lay half a blood-stained scarf - it was the locust flower scarf that was secretly given to him by his elder sister on the eve of her sacrifice.

"Will God give a second chance for a missed opportunity?" Li Xiaoran's blood-stained fingertips hovered above the robe, he was a little uncertain.

"You give yourself a chance."

A mathematical sound suddenly penetrated the cave's barrier and reached him.

Li Xiaoran couldn't believe it. Is it my elder sister?

At this time, several people walked out from behind the blood mist, and the leader was his sister.

The fragments of the Mirror of the Rebirth spun in her palm, reflecting the truth of that year: the teleportation array activated by Yue Li could have sent the two away, but the Rebirth Realm had long been covered by the resentment of the Li family members who had come in to seek death in vain, so an accident happened.

They could only teleport Li Xiaoran alone, but the other two were fighting monsters ahead.

Too much spiritual energy was consumed, so Li Xiaoran accidentally entered the cave of inheritance.

"Xiaoran, go ahead. This is your path. Grasp it well." Liyue looked at her younger brother tenderly at this moment.

"Second Brother, pick it up. Xiaobai believes that Second Brother will become an outstanding master of talismans in the future. I wish you all the best."

Xiaobai also hopes that his senior brother can cheer up again.

Listening to what his elder sister and Xiaobai said, Li Xiaoran picked up the talisman pen floating in the air, and then it burst into dazzling light.

And there appeared faint green veins on his wrist, which were the tracks of spiritual power rushing through the new meridians.

Li Xiaoran drew a talisman that spanned the sky and the earth. Three hundred pieces of the Golden Crow's broken blades turned into flames all over the sky, and he wrote the four sky-burning characters "Live towards Death" in the void.

"Ah sister, Xiaobai, thank you.

Look.”

Pei Zhao tore open his clothes, and a blood-red symbol appeared on his chest.

"This time, my life is in my own hands."

At this time, Li Xiaoran was vomiting black blood, and the "Bone Painting Secret Record" in his hand was swallowing the hidden injuries left by his forced practice of Nether Fire. The yellowed pages revealed a hidden note: "When the golden elixir is broken, the world will be vast."

“Hahaha, good boy, you didn’t crazily destroy me, the Talisman Saint, leaving behind a remnant soul. I’ve finally waited for this. From now on, I will be your master in the upper realm.

Practice well, I will wait for you in the upper realm." At this time, the voice of the old beggar came from all directions.

Li Xiaoran immediately kowtowed and knelt to express his gratitude.

“Silly boy, no need to thank me. When you cultivate to the Golden Core again, you will naturally discover the secret of your bloodline.

The exit to the secret realm is deep in this cave. Now that you have inherited the legacy, you can enter and exit freely at any time.

There are some worthless treasures in this cave, which are left to you guys.

Hey, little girl, I have something just right for you."

A shadow of an old beggar appeared in the void, and after he finished speaking, he placed a green bead in front of Xiaobai.

Then the bead sank directly into Xiaobai's sea of ​​consciousness.

“Don’t panic, this bead insisted on staying with my remnant soul.

Now it seems that this is your junior sister’s opportunity.

You can leave when she wakes up."

This time the old beggar really disappeared after he finished speaking.

Li Xiaoran quickly drew a talisman to protect his junior sister.

Then looking at their sister, both of them felt that at this moment there was nothing to say.

Jinkuai and Xiaoshushu were chatting quietly next to them.