Sitting in the cave that had just been opened up, Xiao Yong cleared his thoughts, picked up the Dan bottle placed in front of him, poured out a reincarnation pill, carefully checked it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

According to the records of the Immortal Gate, a reincarnation pill can be reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes. However, there are only thirty traces of the Great Dao of such a reincarnation, and now there are three thousand Great Dao on this pill, and he doesn't know how many lifetimes he will be reincarnated, so he is still a little nervous in his heart.

In the mouth of the reincarnation pill, he felt a stream of liquid appear in his mouth, and at the same time there was an astringent powder, and without swallowing, the liquid and powder flowed directly to his throat and slipped down his stomach.

Slowly, he felt his consciousness dissipate......

Hey, where is this, how have you never seen it?

How did I become a baby? Such a humble house, so to speak, is surrounded by walls.

Turning his head, he saw a young woman lying beside her, with fluffy hair, a vegetable-colored face, and a very depressed spirit, but her expression was very satisfied.

Perhaps sensing that the little man next to her was moving, the young woman opened her tired eyes, and then exclaimed, "My son, why did you open your eyes?" and then showed a preponderant expression, and said to herself, "I heard the old man say that it will take a few days for a newborn child to open his eyes, so it can't be hungry?"

The young woman immediately got up, ran over the baby, and shoved the ruin into the little one's mouth.

Xiao Yongzheng was surprised where she had come, Nami saw the young woman's appearance clearly, but she didn't expect that she had already hugged herself and stuffed her head into her mouth.

Instinctively, he inhaled nothing, but felt extremely hungry, and opened his mouth to cry.

The young woman panicked, grabbed her rue room and squeezed it hard, trying to squeeze out some milk for his son to eat, but why didn't she squeeze out a drop, she saw her son crying heartbreakingly, and her anxiety was beyond words.

At this time, a little old lady opened the door and walked in, holding a broken bowl with a little white rice in it, and said with an exaggerated smile, "My grandson is hungry, grandma will give you food." As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of rice from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it quickly, and squeezed his face together with wrinkles.

Soon, the old lady spit out the contents of her mouth in her hand, walked to the side of the bed, and stretched out her hand to Xiao Yong.

Xiao Yong only felt that the sky was dark and the stench enveloped his head, and he wanted to yell, but he felt that the syrup that had been chewed by the old lady entered his mouth more quickly and ran down his throat. He wanted to open his mouth to breathe and spit out what was in his mouth, but he didn't expect to enter faster.

The old lady touched Xiao Yong's face with her thin hand and laughed, "My grandson is so good, I swallowed a mouthful of rice milk so quickly, and he must be a strong man in the future, and he can give our family a glorious ancestor." ”

Xiao Yong wanted to vomit out the contents of his stomach, but he could only retch, not a little.

The young woman gently patted Xiao Yong's back, and said with a happy smile on her face, "When I look at my son, he looks unusual, and I will study more and practice more strength in the future." Turning his head to look at the little old lady, he said with some sadness, "Mother-in-law, I don't know if my husband has found some meat." I don't have milk, I don't have much food, what should I do next, how should I raise my son?"

The little old lady's smiling face was immediately covered with wrinkles, and there was only a weathered and sad face, "There should be a harvest." I can't get anything else, but there are still voles. ”

Xiao Yong was lying in the arms of the young woman, and when she heard the conversation between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she didn't want to vomit. But also accepted the fact that this was his home, and it was his mother who was lying next to him, and his grandmother who was standing by the bed.

However, what kind of family is this, and they are still worried about their future life, and they can only use voles to supplement their meat.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still talking about how to harvest in the future, and Xiao Yong listened carefully.

But after all, it was only a newborn baby, and listening to it, he fell into a daze and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he saw a rough and dark face less than a foot away from him, and he was so frightened that he burst into tears.

The swarthy face quickly retreated, revealing a little panic, but it couldn't hide the surprise contained in it, and he smiled, "My son's voice is really loud, and he should have some strength in the future." ”

Xiao Yong turned his head to look and saw that the young woman was looking at him with a happy face, and when he saw him crying, he gently patted him on the back and said, "Good boy, this is your father." Then he said coquettishly to the swarthy face, "I said I didn't want you to be so close." Look at it, it scared my son to tears. ”

The dark face smiled and said, "I'm happy to have a son." ”

The young woman suddenly said, "His father, he hasn't named him yet." ”

The dark face smiled and said, "People like us, just have a name, what name do you need?

Xiao Yong cried again when he heard that the dark face was going to give him such a name.

The young woman continued to gently pat Xiao Yong's back and hummed, "My son has a lot of talent, how can he be the same as those people? No, I have to take a big name." ”

The dark face kept scratching the back of his head, and said with a smile, "Lady, you also know that I don't have a drop of ink in my stomach, how can I take a big name, or you come." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yong was no longer crying, the young woman pulled out her hand and gently stroked his face, "My son brought us good luck, today he not only caught a rabbit, but also caught a litter of voles......"

The dark face smiled, "Then it's called Pan Pika, right?"

When Xiao Yong heard this name, he cried out again.

The young woman hurriedly reached out and gently patted Xiao Yong's back, and said with a somewhat ugly face, "How can you be called by such a name?" It's not bad to call Pan Haoyun...... No, this is too obvious, what is it called? Pan Hao? Pan Yun? It's not good. It's a miracle to be able to catch so much meat today, and it should be given a good name. ”

The dark face smiled and said, "Pan is not bad......

The young woman waved her hand, "Pan miracle, hope for a miracle? No, then Pan Qi is lucky......

The dark face smiled and said, "Yes, there are miracles and luck, and it is still a lot of luck together......"

Xiao Yong was very helpless when he heard the naming process of the husband and wife, but he could only accept such a name and fell asleep......

Three days later, Pan Qiyun was carried out of the house by the young woman, who was his mother, and found that his home was alone at the foot of the mountain, with only four rooms and a low kitchen. As far as the eye could see, there were no houses, let alone any signs of human population.

In front of the house, there was a paddy field with some unknown plants growing in it, and behind the house, there was a high mountain, and he turned his head for a long time to see the top of the mountain.

In such an environment, Xiao Yong gradually grew up.

From the age of three, he tried his hand at making traps, which were successful, capturing many rabbits, including a tanuki and a small boar.

Because of the relative abundance of meat, at the age of three and a half, he had a younger sister named Pan Xingyun.

Xiao Yong likes this sister very much, and often plays with her, although the posture is very weird, but he can't stand it.

A lonely small family, a man ploughing and a woman weaving, is often filled with laughter.

One day when he was four years old, he was carrying a rabbit to the front of the house, and saw a team of centaurs rushing to the side, and hurriedly stepped aside, a middle-aged man with a full face laughed when he saw this, reached out and grabbed the rabbit in his hand, and the pair of centaurs rushed to the ground and took away his dark-faced father who was working in front of the house.

The dark-faced old man struggled, and a sturdy man grabbed a wooden stick and smashed it directly on his back, knocking him to the ground, threatening, "If you dare to escape, we will kill your whole family." ”

The dark-faced father didn't dare to struggle, and even if he struggled, he couldn't do anything, so he could only let those strongmen pull him away from the house, roaring from his mouth, like an old scalper who was unwilling to be walked forward.

Pan Qiyun fell to the ground, his eyes were bloody and tearful, and he watched as the dark-faced father was pulled away.

In the past few years, he has never opened his mouth to call Daddy with a dark face, and now that he has been arrested, he bursts out with anger from the bottom of his heart; unfortunately, his voice is too small, too immature, and no one cares, so he can only watch as Daddy Darken is taken away.

The old lady who was arranging firewood in the house saw her son being arrested, she fell back in anger, fainted directly, and smashed the one-year-old Pan Xingyun to the ground by the way, and the little sister let out a heart-rending cry.

Pan Qiyun quickly got up from the ground, ran to the house with two small short legs, picked up the little sister who fell to the ground, and then ran to the old lady, kept pressing her person, seeing that she didn't wake up, he hit her directly with his fist, until the old lady woke up and let out a terrible cry, "My son, why, your father was taken away, you were taken away again, how can we orphans and widows live~"

The young woman was hoeing on the hillside behind the house, and when she heard the crying father and mother in front of her, she hurriedly threw down the hoe and found that the old lady was crying out for the sky and grabbing the ground, and his husband had disappeared.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Pan Qiyun hurriedly hugged Pan Xingyun and ran towards their mother. Pan Qiyun held the young woman's head, and the two brothers and sisters were calling, especially the little sister, who had not yet woken up from her fright, crying so much that she was hoarse.

The young woman was woken up by the brother and sister, hugged the two of them, bit her lip, closed her eyes, her body shrugged rapidly, only her nostrils let out rapid breathing, and from time to time she opened her mouth and roared.

Pan Qiyun hugged his sister very sensibly and kept patting his mother's back with his little hands.

After a while, the mother walked to the grandmother with the brother and sister in her arms, knelt down at her, and knocked on the ground with her forehead, "Mother, there are only us orphans and widows, and we have nowhere to escape, we have to live strongly, and there are luck and nebula." ”

Grandma raised her head blankly, turned her head to look at Qiyun and Xingyun who were being held, and then raised her thin hand and patted Qiyun and Xingyun on the back, "Yes, the husband is gone, the son is gone, we still have grandchildren, we have to live strongly." Our grandson will be able to help the family catch meat now, and he will definitely have a great future and will glorify the Pan family. ”

As he grew older, Xiao Yong gradually inquired that this was a chaotic world, and his grandmother also lost her husband when she was young, and fled to this deserted place with her young son to raise her son as an adult.

When Daddy Swarthy was eleven or twelve years old, he chased a rabbit, and when he first walked out of this canyon, the rabbit did not catch up, but he met a child who was only eleven or twelve years old who had escaped alone, and took her home.

A few years have passed, and the three of them have grown up, and the two have finally become adults. Under the dictation of the old lady, they lived in the same room and became a real husband and wife. Later, there was Pan Qiyun and Pan Xingyun.

Pan Qiyun also inquired that there were no monks in this world, only strong bodies and nimble hands and feet, and he also found no vitality and aura in this world through induction, let alone any spiritual energy.

The pillars of the family were arrested, leaving only the elderly grandmother, the young young woman, and two young children. Life has to go on, adults leave their pain, abandon their thoughts, and keep working to harvest a meager crop. As Pan Qiyun grew older, he gradually expanded the scope of the trap, and by the time he was eight years old, it had expanded to cover the small canyon for ten miles.

His memory is still there, and he has also tried to cultivate the "Dragon Sutra", but half a year has passed, and there is no internal qi at all; At this time, he had no choice but to turn to exercise.

One day, he tried to dance "One Knife Slash", and felt that it was decent, although he did not have the Dao rhyme of the True God Realm, nor did he have the power of the Open Pulse Realm, but he completely had the posture of a mortal master.

After that, he used the exercises in his memory, such as "Swinging the Knife" and "Drawing the Knife", although it was not as good as the "One Knife Chop" that he had been practicing for a few days, but the power was also good, as long as it was cooked, it could make perfect.

After pondering, he came to a conclusion. As long as the joints of the body cooperate, these exercises can still be performed in a mortal way. Now, he was relieved.

Then, he sorted out all the exercises in his memory, found out the relevant exercises before the Shenglong Road and sorted them out, and he not only practiced the two exercises of "Scud" and "Walking Steps", but also taught his sister, seeing that his sister liked to dance swords, and taught her "Qingtian Sword", "Rain Sword", "Qingtian Sword", "Canghai Yijiantong", etc., and he practiced swordsmanship, boxing style and stick technique.

The pillars of the family are gone, and although it feels like there is a lot of things missing, the life of the family continues, and thanks to the efforts of Fortune and Nebula, the meat in the family is gradually enriched, and there is even a surplus. The old lady's face is younger than before, and her mother's face often shows a smile.

One day when they were twelve, the brother and sister were killing a wild boar that had fallen into a trap, when they suddenly saw a man running in this direction, and there were many people chasing after him in the distance.

Ignoring the wild boar that was about to be killed, the two of them rushed out of the edge of the trap, Pan Qiyun stared at it and shouted, "Dad, this way!"

This is his father in this life, the father who has been taken away for more than eight years. Ordinary people may not remember things when they are four years old, but he is Xiao Yong, a reincarnation of the True God Realm, although many abilities have been lost, this memory is still relatively clear.

Xingyun didn't know at first, but when she heard her brother say "Dad", she immediately knew something, and rushed forward with a bamboo sword, her movements were agile and as fast as a rabbit.

In her memory, the word "father" had only been heard from her grandmother, mother, and brother, but now that she saw the entity, or the entity that was chased and killed by others, how could she not be angry?!

Pan Qiyun also rushed out, and soon ran in front of the nebula, and slashed at the man who was about to catch up with the swarthy old man, splitting his skull, and falling to the ground crookedly.

When the men in the back saw their leader being cut down by a child, they didn't think anything but that it was just a coincidence. It wasn't until they were knocked over three times in a row that they felt that something was wrong, and that this kid could really beat them.

A man pointed a wooden stick at the swarthy father and shouted, "Pan Gouzi, do you dare to escape?"

Pan Qiyun hooked up the big knife of a man who was slashed over, grabbed it in his hand, and shouted a little immaturely, "You kidnapped my father, damn it!"

The swarthy father looked at the two children in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched continuously, and he stretched out his right hand to point at Pan Xingyun and said tremblingly, "You are a star ......"

Before he had finished speaking, the man had already fallen, and blood was pouring from his mouth.

Pan Xingyun hurriedly hugged the swarthy father's head and shouted, "Brother, is this my father, he fainted." ”

Pan Qiyun took a few steps back, crouched down to test his pulse, and said to his sister, "It's okay, it's out of strength." ”

Then, he stood up with his knife, pointed at the thirteen men in front of him, and shouted, "Give you a chance to obey my father in the future, otherwise, I will kill you here today!"

A man shouted, "Boy, you are dreaming! You don't want to think about when our Tiger Gang will be coerced by a stinky boy! As long as our gang leader says a word, the area within 3,000 miles will be deserted immediately!"

Pan Qiyun said lightly, "I haven't heard of the Tigers, but you can't guarantee that if you don't listen to my father in the future, you will all die here." ”

Xingyun also pointed his sword at those men, and shouted, "My brother is right!

The man was not convinced, and rushed towards Pan Qiyun with his knife, but he had just burst out and was knocked down by him, and did not cut the knife at all, and then the other twelve men were shocked, and obediently surrendered, and carried the swarthy father back to the hut.

After that, Pan Qiyun taught the swarthy father a set of knife and footwork, which made him flexible and his combat power also went up a level, and as for the twelve men, they honestly built houses and cultivated wasteland.

The family reunited, the old lady was really much younger, and the young woman was happy again.

With a set of exercises out of the way, Pan Qiyun's strength increased rapidly. Two years later, he led a dozen men to kill the Tigers' lair, and through assassination and pit killings, he finally killed the Tigers who were bent on bandits, leaving most of the gangsters who were coerced, and finally elected Daddy Dark as the leader of the region.

After the rear was stabilized, Pan Qiyun walked out of this world and began to travel in this world, and he did not return home until he was middle-aged, and his grandmother had passed away at this time, and he had become the strongest martial artist in the world.

I married a wife and had children, and I also watched my sister get married and have children. In the end, he accompanied the swarthy father and mother to spend this life, and then went out to travel, until he died in a small wooden house on the top of a high mountain behind the original house, hundreds of family members came to worship together, and there were dozens of personal disciples.