The evening breeze is blowing, the silver moon is like a plate, and the faint moonlight is like water, pouring down from the sky, covering the earth with a hazy light veil, which looks extremely blurry.

On the hillside, under the ancient trees, there was a young figure, and the silver moonlight scattered on his body through the gaps in the branches and leaves, creating a faint halo.

The boy looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with soft and somewhat disheveled hair, and his face looked quite immature. A pair of black eyes, clear and deep, and a slightly thin face give people a clean and comfortable feeling.

At this time, an extremely intense wheezing sound came from the boy's mouth, his cheeks were covered with sweat, and his soft hair was soaked with sweat and clinging to his skin.

His hands were hanging on a horizontal branch, and his small body, with the help of the strength of his arms, was constantly rising and falling.

Such a monotonous and boring action, the boy doesn't know how long it lasted. Finally, when he once again broke through the limit of his body's endurance and exhausted the last trace of strength in his body, his hands let go of the branches, and his body fell to the ground, facing the sky on his back.

The boy's chest rose and fell violently, and his mouth was panting like a bellows. The sweat has soaked all the clothes on the body.

Sweat dripped down his forehead and into his eyes, and the feeling of astringency made the young man's eyes squint for a moment, but the look in his eyes became sharper.

If you look at the young man's line of sight at this moment, you can find that the silver moon above the sky is as usual, but the canopy of the sky is surrounded by a faint layer of blood, revealing a strange feeling. It's just that under the cover of the night, it's not very obvious.

The black eyes of the "Blood ......" young man reflected the blood in the sky, and a touch of cold color flashed over him, and he slowly sat up.

The night breeze blew by, lifting a trace of his neckline, revealing a piece of skin around his neck. On the young man's fair skin, he could vaguely see that there were fine lines like spider silk. Those lines are intertwined, like a big net, covering the boy's whole body.

Is that...... Seal!

The mountain wind blew, perhaps sensing a hint of coolness, the young man reached out and tightened his clothes, but the chill in his eyes was stronger.

"This blood domain can't trap me Chu Ling! One day, I will leave here and step out of this exiled land. The young man Chu Ling whispered to himself, and his handsome and immature face gradually took on a little hideousness.

The Blood Domain, in this Xuantian Great World, has another name, the Land of Exile.

Those who are exiled to the Blood Realm are the lowest and most humble beings in the world.

These people, before entering the blood domain, have their own different identities. Some of them are the children of prominent families, some are descendants of famous families, and some are just ordinary people, peddlers and pawns.

For various reasons, they were banished to this bloodland by their own families or hostile forces. Thus there is a common name, the sinner.

Chu Ling was different, when he was in infancy, he was thrown into this blood domain.

He didn't know who his parents were, or if they were alive, he had been adopted and raised by a lonely old man in the bloodline.

In Chu Ling's swaddling clothes, the old man found a jasper wrench, on which there was a word "Chu", and the old man picked him up in the early hours of the morning, so he had the name Chu Ling.

The Xuantian Great World advocates martial arts, and the cultivation of martial arts is the only main tone in this world.

Martial arts, decide fate, dominate life and death. The weak are bullied, and the strong overlook the world.

The legendary martial arts power can cover the world with one hand, and one hand can hold the world.

And these people who have fallen into the blood domain, they are undoubtedly weak. The strong will only control others, how can they be reduced to this?

However, being trapped in the blood domain is not a lifetime of not being able to leave, and the way to leave is to become stronger!

In the blood domain, there is no prohibition on cultivating martial arts. As long as you can show your extraordinary martial arts talent, you will attract attention and be led out by your own family or other forces.

No matter how big mistakes you have made before, as long as you are strong enough, or have the potential to become a strong person, everything else can be ignored.

Therefore, in the blood domain, the atmosphere of cultivating martial arts is even stronger than that of the outside world, especially young people, without exception, all practice martial arts.

In the blood domain, many of them are branches of a large family, and because of some things, they have been exiled as a whole. So, they're a small family group in their own right.

And in order to be able to break away from this blood domain as soon as possible, they pinned all their hopes on the next generation. As long as even one of the juniors shows an extraordinary martial arts talent and attracts the attention of the sect family, the whole clan can leave the blood domain and return to the outside world.

What's more, if the talents of the younger generations are demons, they can even join the ranks of the clan from the branch of the family.

Therefore, every teenager in the blood domain is crazy about cultivating martial arts.

Martial arts is the way, refining the body first. The body is refined nine times, the first three are quenched flesh and blood, the middle three are refined bone body, and the last three are induced Xuan Qi.

The human body is the most mysterious and wonderful thing in the world. All powerful martial arts powers start with body refining.

The so-called refining of the body, as the name suggests, is to strengthen the body. From the inside out, gradually strengthened. When it is strengthened to a certain extent, it can sense the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, thereby attracting the Xuan Qi into the body.

When the Xuan Qi is condensed in the body to a certain extent and reaches the meridians, it is able to enter the next level, the Xuan Chakra Realm.

And the sooner you enter the Xuanlun Realm, the higher your achievements will be in the future. Generally speaking, being able to break through the ninth level of refining body and enter the Xuanlun realm before the age of fifteen is to be called a genius, which is enough to attract the attention of the outside world.

Chu Ling is fourteen years old this year, but his martial arts cultivation is only the sixth level of body refining. If you only look at the surface, his qualifications can only be regarded as mediocre, and even poor.

However, as early as seven years ago, when Chu Ling was seven years old, he had already reached the point where he is today.

At the age of seven, he reached the sixth level of body refining, and such qualifications were no longer enough to be called a genius, but a demon! Unfortunately, in the next seven years, Chu Ling stopped and stopped at the sixth level of body refining.

Starting from the sixfold refining of the body, the next step is to sense the Xuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, and then introduce the Xuan Qi into the body, so that the body can adapt to the Xuan Qi at the same time, further refine the body, and then access all the meridians of the whole body.

When the Xuan Qi runs in the meridians in the body, and at the same time condenses the Xuan Power Vortex in the nine major points of the body, it is able to take advantage of the situation to step into the Xuan Chakra realm.

Chu Ling stopped at the sixth level of refining the body, it wasn't that he couldn't sense the Xuan Qi. On the contrary, he is extremely sensitive to the Xuanqi of heaven and earth.

It's a pity that I don't know who placed the seal on him, so that he couldn't introduce the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi into his body. This is the real reason why he has stopped.

However, even if he couldn't absorb Xuan Qi, Chu Ling didn't give up on himself because of this. On the contrary, he cultivated more harder, to that extent, almost masochistic.

Others don't know, but Chu Ling himself knows it. The inability to be promoted to cultivation was not because of his poor qualifications, but because of the seal on his body. In that case, there was no reason for him to give up. That kind of thing, he's going to find a way to unravel it someday.

I, Chu Ling, will never stay in this blood domain for the rest of my life, wasting my years!

After resting for a while, Chu Ling raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, the hideousness on his face slowly disappeared, and his emotions gradually calmed down, and his face was faintly lonely. Immediately, he stood up and walked down the hill.

"Whew!"

The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded from a distance. Chu Ling hurriedly followed the sound and looked, only to see a few figures, the eagle rose and fell, swept in front like lightning, and then disappeared into a jungle not far away.

"Is it another fight between the experiencers?" Chu Ling raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

The Blood Domain is not just a place of exile, but also a place of experience.

The Blood Domain is by no means a poor mountain and a bad water, the mountains are vast and continuous, and in the mountains, countless powerful beasts live. There are even some low-level demon beasts that have given birth to primary spiritual intelligence.

And some big families and big forces in the outside world will send some of their descendants into the blood domain for so-called tempering.

The flowers raised in the greenhouse will never withstand the wind and rain. It is much better to experience it in the blood domain than to blindly practice penance at home.

Those big families and big forces can stand for a long time, naturally because they understand the importance of cultivating younger generations.

And for these people, the people in the blood domain call them experiencers.

There is not a lot of harmony between these practitioners. It is common for each other to fight each other for various reasons. At least Chu Ling had seen it many times, and he had already seen it.

Chu Ling looked at the two figures that disappeared into the jungle, groaned for a moment, and then followed with great agility like a spirit rabbit.

The identities of these practitioners are quite prominent in the outside world. And most of them have some treasures. These treasures are sometimes lost unintentionally because of the fight between the two sides of the conflict.

In the blood domain, resources are extremely scarce, and there are only some low-level martial arts and exercises. After all, those who live in the blood realm are exiles. The most basic martial arts cultivators know it, but as for the slightly more advanced mental exercises, they are rare.

Although Chu Ling was unable to absorb Xuan Qi, he did not give up on himself because of this, but was even more enthusiastic about cultivation. He had always held on to a glimmer of hope that if he could get some high-level martial arts techniques, he might be able to unlock the seal on his body.

Therefore, at this moment, when I saw a few experienced practitioners fighting each other, I immediately followed them to see if I could fish in the muddy water and get some unexpected gains.

Chu Ling was already a six-fold metamorphosis, his body was extremely vigorous and agile, and he acted quietly, like a ghost. He cautiously followed the figures until he came to a dense forest.

Having lived here for fourteen years, Chu Ling was obviously much more familiar with the environment here than those experienced outsiders. He took advantage of the various terrain to perfectly conceal his figure, and finally crouched silently behind a large rock, and then narrowed his eyes and looked ahead through the weeds that were more than half a man tall.

The cultivation of those who have experienced it is generally much higher than that of the same age in the blood domain, and their senses are also quite keen. If Chu Ling didn't squint his eyes, his gaze would most likely be noticed by those people.

And in the eyes of these experienced cultivators, a person in the blood domain like Chu Ling was completely a mustard-like existence.