Above the distant sky, a red sun, the scorching light poured down and fell directly into the towering green mountains.

The mountain is very steep, with rich water mist covering it. Even if the sunlight wants to penetrate the water mist and reach the green mountains, it will be quite difficult. Surrounded by the mountains, a majestic lonely peak stands.

On the lonely peak, a water flow slowly descended. When you walked on the mountainside of the lonely peak, the water flow suddenly became extremely rapid, forming a waterfall with huge momentum.

In the middle of the pool below, a natural giant rock stood horizontally, and on the giant rock, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old sat cross-legged. Above his head, the water from a waterfall was rushing down, hitting his back, and his naked upper body showed a bronze color that was inconsistent with his age. While the water splashed everywhere, blurring the eyes of others, he could not see his face clearly.

On the edge of the pool, a boy of similar age stood. The boy held a wheelchair with both hands. The boy was wearing a commoner and seemed to be the servant of the boy in the pool, but the trace of elite gaze that passed by from time to time in his eyes was not in line with his identity.

"Young Master!"

A gentle shout broke the tranquility of this place.

The boy on the huge rock in the pool trembled slightly. Outside his body, a faint silver airflow suddenly spread out, blocking the impact of the water. His hands slapped the huge rock with his hands, and his figure rushed straight into the sky like a young eagle, and finally landed on the wheelchair while shaking.

"Young Master, today is about a quarter of an hour longer than yesterday." The young man just sat firmly on the chair, and the young man in a civilian behind him said respectfully.

"Are you more than ten minutes?" said the young young man in the wheelchair, unable to hear any emotion.

"Chen Wu!" The boy slowly raised his head, and under the slightly water curtain, a pretty but extremely resolute face appeared clearly. The wheelchair was rocking, and the boy said to the person behind him: "I will be sixteen in one month, right?"

"Young Master?" Chen Wu was inexplicably panicked, "Young Master, even when it is sixteen, there are still two years left. Don't give up, it will be fine!"

The young man smiled lightly, but there was a bit of bitterness. He took the clothes handed over by Chen Wu, and after putting them on, he said lightly: "Push me back!"

"Yes!" Chen Wu stopped talking and pushed the boy along the narrow mountain road and walked slowly.

This young man couldn't walk with his legs!

Although the mountain road is rugged, it is better than the unique scenery around it. However, the two of them at this time may have been used to the scenery here, or the obscure conversation just now, but they have lost their interest.

The breeze blows in the mountains and forests, causing layers of ripples like water waves to spread in this slightly narrow space.

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the scenery in the distance. He, who had looked extremely strong before, felt a little weak at this moment.

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"Chen Wu, you go back first, let me be alone and think about it!" The young man suddenly said while walking.

"Young Master..."

The boy waved his hand and let Chen Wu rush to his throat, and swallowed it back again. He had to dodge and sank into the mountains and forests next to him, and disappeared in an instant.

"This kid has made great progress in his cultivation over the past three years! I'm afraid he has reached the stage of impacting Qi Gathering? He reached the state of Qi Gathering at the age of fourteen. He is also a genius on this Wuxing Continent!"

The boy sighed and laughed faintly, his eyes turned forward, and his eyes were filled with clouds and mist.

genius?

Once upon a time, he was synonymous with genius. Like all the younger disciples of the villa, he started practicing at the age of three. However, when others were just on the verge of cultivation, his cultivation was already like an eagle, soaring up and unstoppable. The family was no longer the same generation as him. Even some older brothers, even older generation figures, could only sigh in front of him.

However, now? He is still a genius, and his cultivation has not been much reduced, but the word "incomplete" has been added to the word "genius"!

Thinking of this, the young man still felt a little bit as he patted himself, but he was unable to walk on his legs, and the bitter curve at the corners of his mouth was even more enlarged.

The young man was named Chen Ziyan. In his previous life, he was a world-renowned Chinese medicine practitioner. After an accident, his soul traveled to this continent. Because of this reason, he felt that he had no roots and no land on this continent, so he attached great importance to this legendary family affection.

As he grew older, he gradually adapted to this bizarre thing happening, and the memories of his previous life became extremely vague in his mind because of the past years. The only thing he had not forgotten was his traditional Chinese medicine skills.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to open up his meridians in the ordinary range by using the golden needle to cross the acupoints, so that he had a different talent in cultivation.

And he himself is even more because of his soul travel. The double soul superposition makes his soul power extremely powerful. He has a super-class talent in cultivation. He has memories of his previous life and a skill of traditional Chinese medicine. He seems extremely unique in this world. He uses the wealth of another world to use it in this world, and then has a unique vision, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!

Therefore, he also confirmed his name as a genius.

But the so-called success is Xiao He, and failure is Xiao He! Over the years, Chen Ziyan has summarized his own reasons into the matter of soul traveling.

People have three souls and six spirits. Three souls are the masters of heaven, earth and man, and six souls are the masters of intelligence, energy and elites. In this way, one can constitute a person's completeness!

Now Chen Ziyan may have some accidents during the process of his soul traveling. After being reborn, his soul was left with one soul and one soul, barely maintaining his life.

This is a world where martial arts have been reproduced to the extreme. Everyone focuses on cultivation. If you want to be popular, you will gain wealth, power and status. Cultivation is the only shortcut. Therefore, on the Wuxing Continent, the practice of martial arts has become a common occurrence for everyone.

Martial arts practice is divided into two types: martial arts and martial arts. The level is from low to high, and the level 4, level 12 of the human king and emperor. In this way, it already includes all the cultivation modes on the continent!

It is conceivable that in such a world with strength, a young man with a broken soul and a short lifespan will face so much pressure, especially when he was born in a family, which is particularly heavy!

In the past life and this life, it is also a mentality that is close to the age of the elderly. Even so, it is difficult to ignore the worldly state.

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"It's only two years?" Looking at the floating white clouds, Chen Ziyan smiled bitterly.

"Maybe, God has come to this world, but it's just an accident. Now the accident has passed, and it's time to take me back." Chen Ziyan was indifferent, turned his wheelchair, slowly moved forward along the path, and sighed softly, "Sister Ziwei, where are you now, how can you live well?"

The place where Chen Ziyan was reborn was only a few people who could care about him!

He breathed a deep breath. Suddenly, the wheelchair paused, and Chen Ziyantou did not return, shouting softly: "Since you are here, why bother hiding?"

There was a slight floating in the woods next to it. With the sound of saxaul, a middle-aged man jumped out, stared at Chen Ziyan's back, and asked lightly: "Are you leaving the villa?"

"Ask a question knowingly!" Chen Ziyan still did not look back, but his expression changed.

"Ziyan, you still have two years left. Why not stay in the villa well? I will not give up on you for my father." The middle-aged man laughed dryly, strode forward, and came opposite Chen Ziyan.

"I'm afraid you don't think so in your heart, right?" Facing the middle-aged man, Chen Ziyan's expression instantly returned to normal. "In two years, if I show my strength once, my reputation for the villa will be greatly improved. This is what you or those elders plan to do, right?"

"Chen Ziyan?" After being pushed by the middle-aged man's tone suddenly became a little gloomy, "Don't forget, you are also a member of the villa."

"Is that true?" Chen Ziyan showed a faint sarcasm, looking at the face that looked not angry and powerful, with a very majestic face, and now he looked heartbroken, and sneered: "Why did my body feel after a problem with it, not the warmth given to me by the family, but the cold and indifference!"

"No matter what, you are a member of the villa. It is necessary to do anything for the villa. Without my permission, you must not leave the villa privately!" Hearing this, the middle-aged man shouted loudly. His own huge momentum suddenly burst out, and a violent storm suddenly arose in the surrounding space!

"The fifth level of the heavenly realm of the Transcendence!" Chen Ziyan shook his head and said coldly: "Chen Lie, my good father! It is undeniable that you have done your best to the villa. However, have you ever thought about taking away your title as the owner of the manor, and you are also a father. Over the years, what you have done for this identity?"

The middle-aged man named Chen Lie looked stagnant, but in a blink of an eye he recovered from his current aura, "What do I do? I don't need your advice. In short, if you don't get my permission, you don't want to leave the villa."

"Hmph!" Chen Ziyan's expression trembled, and the white fan in his hand suddenly swayed, and a wisp of strong wind suddenly shot out from it.

Chen Lie's face changed, his steps moved rapidly, barely avoiding the strong wind.

"laugh!"

Where the strong wind hit, the woods fell down neatly as if they were cut by sharp blades, and then made a loud noise, shaking the world!

"If I want to leave, Chenjia Villa, no one can keep me!"

Under the red sun, the boy in the wheelchair was already away, leaving only Chen Lie's embarrassing figure who was a little confused.

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Chapter completed!