The ground was filled with gray mist, which looked hazy and mysterious.

A gust of cold wind blew up Ou Yangming's clothes, he glanced at the child behind him, sped up, and galloped forward.

But the child remained silent, and followed him at a distance, not daring to get too close, nor to fall behind.

"Don't follow me!" Ou Yangming turned his head and said in a low voice.

The child bit his lower lip lightly, his eyes were extremely stubborn, and he did not answer. But he still kept his head down and followed silently. It's just that there is no answer, it is the best answer, and he still has to follow.

Stepping on a dead branch with bare feet, it made a "creaking" sound.

Ou Yangming looked into the distance, and his body technique was used, raising his speed to the level of the first level of the spirit master, almost turning into a whirlwind.

The child was panting, white mist was rising from his hair, and his teeth were clenched, and he followed with death. Two days later, all the aura in the little boy's dantian was exhausted, and it was all supported by the strength of his body and his strong will.

Ou Yangming found that whenever this child was cornered, a black line on his body lit up, especially the one-inch-long stripe on the center of his eyebrows, which was more clearly highlighted, and even the air within a zhang around him became scorching. This unexpected discovery made Ou Yangming's interest greatly increased.

Deliberately slow down, stand where you are, and wait for the child to catch up.

The six or seven-year-old child had heat on his body, his eyes were confused, and his body staggered.

He is too young, and he has forced himself to burst out of his potential, his spiritual strength has long been exhausted, and the load on his body is too great, it is not easy to hold on for so long.

Ou Yangming's palm flipped over, and when it fell, a white pill that exuded bursts of fragrant fragrance had already appeared in his hand.

With a flick of his fingers, the elixir drew an arc and was swallowed by the child in one bite.

Half an hour later, the malaise on his face had dissipated for the most part. This kind of recovery speed made Ou Yangming amazing, and he secretly said in his heart, it really deserves to be a big ruin, it is really strange.

However, the expression on his face was extremely flat, he squatted down and said softly, "What's your name?"

The child's eyes showed a blank expression, and he looked at Ou Yangming quietly, as if he wanted to remember him in his heart and carve him into his soul. After more than ten breaths, his voice was dry and hoarse: "My name is Xiaoman, the size is small, and the barbarian is very many." ”

"Xiaoman?" Ou Yangming read it silently and praised sincerely: "Good name." ”

Xiaoman's mouth turned upward, revealing a pair of tiger teeth, looking a little more playful and cute at this age.

"Why are you here?, what about the family?" asked Ou Yangming again.

Xiaoman's expression darkened, with a faint hint of hostility towards this world, and whispered: "I have no family, only grandpa." But half a month ago, my grandfather was also seriously injured and was dying, and I came out in search of the elixir. "This voice is not loud, it is more flat and straightforward, only when the word grandpa is spoken, it will soften, and the scarlet color in the depths of his eyes will fade a little.

Ou Yangming was stunned, spit out a breath of turbidity, and explained: "Cause and effect are related to something that no one can escape. ”

He had a faint premonition in his heart that Xiaoman's identity was probably not simple.

As soon as his thoughts moved, he whispered: "Xiaoman, you let go of your mind, I'll see what's going on, okay?"

Xiao Man didn't answer immediately, stared at his eyes for a long time, and then nodded and said "Okay", spreading his spiritual power.

This scene made the softest place in Ou Yangming's heart feel as if it had been pierced by thousands of thin needles at the same time.

At this age when he should have been coquettish in his mother's arms, he hid his truest self like a hedgehog, showing ruthlessness and fierceness, just trying to protect himself, what did he experience?

The golden spiritual power is as soft as rippling water waves, starting from Xiaoman's memory, watching it.

And the reason why Xiao Man wants to be happy is because once Xiao Man resists, Ou Yangming can't retreat, and the two spiritual forces collide, Xiao Man's spirit may be shattered by the impact.

Xiaoman is too young, so he naturally doesn't have much experience, but in a quarter of an hour, this memory has been read by Ou Yangming.

And what impressed Ou Yangming the most was the grandfather in Xiaoman's mouth.

He has instilled in Xiaoman a thinking since he was a child, you are an orphan, you have no family, and only if you are strong can you not be bullied.

And the exercises taught to Xiaoman are all murderous techniques, without a little redundancy, and there is only one purpose, that is, to kill people.

"Let's go, I'll go see your grandfather. Ou Yangming's voice also softened, looking at Xiao Man, he was like looking at himself when he was a teenager, if he hadn't met the old craftsman, he probably wouldn't know where he would freeze to death a long time ago, right?

Xiao Man lightly nodded his chin and led the way in front.

Grandpa Xiaoman lived on a cliff, extremely hidden, only a few dozen miles away from the place where Xiaoman used arrow feathers to sneak attack Ou Yangming. The matter was already clear, Xiao Man went out to look for the elixir, thinking that Ou Yangming had evil intentions, so he made a sneak attack. After that, Ou Yangming came to the rescue, making him think that this was a rare good person in the ruins, so he stubbornly followed him.

In the stone cave with the cliff facing inward, an old man's vitality was almost cut off, and his longevity had been exhausted.

The face is full of dense wrinkles, like the bark of the oldest tree.

"Coming back?" The old man's voice softened unusually often, with three points of unwillingness and seven points of helplessness.

"Hmm!" Xiao Man nodded heavily in a nasal voice, and threw himself to the old man's side, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Don't cry, you can't cry, how did I teach you since you were a child? It's okay to bleed, but you can't cry!" he glared fiercely, his face was pale, and he looked full of momentum.

"Grandpa, stop talking, stop talking. I don't cry, I don't cry. Xiaoman's voice was more nasal, with a faint crying tone.

The momentum that the old man had finally forcibly condensed was in vain, and said with a wry smile: "I have played the image of a strict master in front of you for a lifetime, but this last time was destroyed by these words of you stinky boy." ”

Seeing this scene, even Ou Yangming's eyes were a little astringent.

After a while, the old man pulled Xiao Man aside, his cloudy eyes burst out, looked at Ou Yangming, and said, "From outside?"

"Hmm!" Ou Yangming nodded, there was no need to hide it, and there was no need to hide it.

"Come with me!" the old man whispered, glaring into his eyes, as if trying to see his inner world clearly.

As soon as the words fell, the qi on his body became mellow again, and there was a hidden momentum of a dragon and tiger opening the sky.

Ou Yangming knew in his heart that this was burning Shouyuan, returning to the light.

At this moment, even the Immortal Pill can't be pulled back.

Follow the old man to the top of the cliff.

The heavens and the earth were dark, and countless hurricanes condensed in vain, stirring all directions.

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the distance, with a complicated look in his eyes, there was remembrance, but more of a faint hatred, and said softly: "Xiao Man was born in the family of the blood dragon, and when he was born, he triggered a vision, a blood-colored dragon condensed out of thin air, swept in all directions, and the blood was rich to the point of atavism, if there was no accident, there was no obstacle to stepping into the realm of Venerable. The moat that straddles in front of all the heavenly arrogance, the step of the spirit to become a nobleman, can be easily crossed by those who return to their ancestors. ”

"But it's a pity that Xiaoman is not a descendant, just three days after he was born, the blood of the atavistic ancestors was drained by the descendants, and was refined and devoured by others, such a natural supreme fell like this. His father fought to the death, and his blood blew up, so I took advantage of the chaos to bring him out and live in seclusion. He withdrew his gaze and exhaled two cold breaths in succession.

"Why are you telling me this?" Ou Yangming's voice was cold, carefully analyzing the truth of these words.

"Xiao Man believes in you, and you are an outsider, I hope you can take him out, as long as he stays away from the center of this vortex, it will be enough. Moreover, with Xiaoman's talent, there is still a chance to step into the Venerable, which is also a great help to you. The old man's voice was already pleading.

Ou Yangming was silent for a long time, thought for a long time, and bowed slightly: "I agreed!"

Taking such a child away from the ruins, this request is not too much, of course, the most important reason is that he saw the shadow of the old craftsman in the old man, which made him unable to refuse.

The voice echoed, and the old man's face was full of relief.

He swallowed a breath in his throat, the light in his eyes converged, and he fell to the ground with a "bang".

Xiaoman was in the stone house, and when he saw this scene, his body was agile, like a cheetah that shuttled in the jungle all the year round, and his figure flashed and came to the old man's side.

The tears that swirled in his eyes could not be controlled, and they swept across his thin cheeks, dripped down his chin, and gently dripped on the old man's clothes.

Ouyang Ming sighed secretly, unable to bear to look at it.

Xiaoman didn't make a sound, just shed tears, was silent with great sorrow, and was speechless.

A day later, Xiao Man blasted a stone pit out on the cliff and buried the old man in it.

"Brother Yu, do you say that good people don't have good rewards? Grandpa has never done anything against his will in his life, and he has been buried here for so long, no one wears linen and filial piety, and no one sends him to the end, why is this?" This was the first time he spoke, his voice was dry, with a resentment towards the whole world, this resentment was so pure that even with Ou Yangming's cultivation, he felt frightened.

He pondered for a moment, but still replied: "Good people are still rewarded." ”

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"I don't believe it......" Xiao Man shook his head, sat on the bluestone with his ass, and looked into the distance.

He wanted revenge, he counted all his hatred on the Blood Dragon Family, his father died, his mother died, and now even his grandfather died, and that young heart was filled with hatred.

Seeing this scene, Ou Yangming took a breath lightly, and said secretly, if Xiao Man can't resolve this resentment in his heart, I'm afraid that there will be one more person who preaches the Tao by killing in this piece of heaven and earth, and this will be a catastrophe for the entire spiritual world.

In the past few days together, of course he knows that Xiaoman's talent is amazing. He is extremely persistent, tenacious and trembling, and has strong execution, as well as a ruthlessness that does not compromise to achieve the goal.