"Damn, it hurts. Am I not dead?" Ling Xiao opened his eyes and hummed.

"Xiao'er, you're awake, I'm so worried that you're dead," said a woman in simple clothes and still charming, covering her tears and stroking Ling Xiao's face.

"What's going on? Although I'm a mature woman, it seems..." Ling Xiao suddenly felt a surge in his mind, and a vague memory rushed towards his mind.

The woman looked at Ling Xiao's dazed look and hurriedly held Ling Xiao's hand and worriedly said, "Xiao'er, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Don't scare your mother."

"No, no mom, I, I'm fine." Ling Xiao quickly responded.

Mani, I actually traveled through time!

Ling Xiao realized that he was no longer on Earth, but traveled to this world called Xuanling Continent. He fought with the four super masters of the Ghost Sect and finally exploded his dantian. He was completely dead. Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to travel and reborn in time. The woman in front of him was his current body mother Meng Xiyun.

Meng Xiyun looked at Ling Xiao with heartache and said, "It's fine. Don't practice martial arts again in the future, so as not to be bullied by them all the time. I feel sad when I see that your father and I are like this!"

"Well, I'll listen to you, mom, can you go out first? I feel tired and want to have a little more rest," Ling Xiao said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't quarrel at you anymore. You sleep a little longer, and I'll give you evil medicine." Meng Xiyun wiped her tears, nodded, pulled the bedding for Ling Xiao before walking out of the room. When she went out, she did not forget to close the door.

Ling Xiao deliberately sent Meng Xiyun away, and he wanted to sort out the chaotic memories in his mind.

An hour later, Ling Xiao opened his closed eyes and let out a heavy sigh, "The situation is much better than I thought, at least I am still alive."

Ling Xiao sorted out the memory of this body and knew that he had traveled and was reborn in the Ling family in Meteorite City, the same name as his "Ling Xiao". As for why he was looking for this body, it may be that it corresponds to the sentence "It's obviously already destined."

Originally "Ling Xiao" should have been the most outstanding cultivation genius of the 18th generation of the Ling family. At the age of fifteen, he broke through the Xuanzhe level and became a low-level Xuanshi, becoming the first genius in Meteorite City.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xiu and Lin Feng will definitely destroy it!

Not long after "Ling Xiao" became a Xuanshi, he was attacked by someone, and his meridians were destroyed. He changed from the most glorious Xuanshi to an ordinary civilian who was not even considered a martial artist. From then on, the name of the first genius became a waste material who was worse than that of a civilian.

In a world where martial arts are the most respected and martial arts are the king, and in the Ling family, the first family in Meteorite City, if you cannot practice martial arts, you will be destined to live your life in a sad and mediocre way in the end.

However, "Ling Xiao" has a strong and unyielding character and starts practicing from scratch. Unfortunately, he has returned in vain for two years. In the past two years, he has been ridiculed and ridiculed by his contemporaries of the Ling family, and he can only bear the anger and remain unmoved.

However, two days ago, Ling Rui, the grandson of the fifth elder of the Ling family, made a provocation to "Ling Xiao", and finally insulted his parents. Although "Ling Xiao" was in a state of flat sun, he could let others ridicule him, but he could not tolerate others insulting his parents. So, he attacked Ling Rui in anger. Unfortunately, his cultivation was abolished. He was not an opponent of Ling Jian, a low-level Xuanzhe, who was beaten to death on the spot.

That’s how Ling Xiao lying on the bed!

...

"Is the world of the strong? It's more to my wish!" Ling Xiao said confidently with his eyes shining with shimmer. He climbed out of bed and touched his weak body, touched the back of his head with a life-threatening blow, and a large piece of swelling was still gone.

"I will help you avenge your revenge." Ling Xiao sighed, and then began to look at the environment in the room.

The room is quite wide, but the installation is a little bit missed. In addition to a one-and-a-half-meter-long bed, there are also a few chairs and a coffee table. The most conspicuous thing is the wooden stakes in the corner of the wall. It is not difficult to imagine how hard the original "Ling Xiao" practiced, but unfortunately it was futile.

"Crack" the door was opened. This time, the middle-aged man who came in was a Luotuo, who was about 37 years old, with clear edges and corners, high nose bridge, chaotic and unsightly eyes, a gray robe wrapped around his body, and a wine bottle in his hand. If this image had been the typical young woman killer in his previous life, he might have been a decadent middle-aged man in this life.

The middle-aged man in front of him was Ling Xiao’s father Ling Zhan, who was also a detached talent whose meridians were destroyed. The two fathers and sons were famous "detached talent father and son" in the Meteorite City.

More than ten years ago, Ling Zhan was also a rare genius in Meteorite City. Although he was not as retorted as Ling Xiao, he also broke through the Xuanzhe level at the age of 18 and achieved the Xuanzhe level. At the age of 25, he was already the peak of Xuanzhe and was almost the most powerful player in Meteorite City. Unfortunately, he was inspiring to attack and end up in a sneak attack. The situation was as good as Ling Xiao now, which is really intriguing.

Ling Zhan glanced at Ling Xiao, took a sip of wine, and said quietly, "How do you feel?"

Ling Xiao looked at the cheap dad in front of him and said, "I can't die!".

"That's good." Ling Zhan sat on the edge of the bed, paused before saying, "Do you want to have a sip?"

Ling Xiao was not polite, and snatched Ling Zhan's wine bottle, raised his head and took a sip. The hot smell filled his limbs with shock, making him unable to help but exclaim "Good!", and then poured a few more mouthfuls into his throat.

In his previous life, he drank a lot of strong alcohol, such as burning knives, daughters, and old cellars...

Ling Zhan looked at his son with complicated eyes, then turned his eyes to the wooden stake. He said lightly, "It is true that a gentleman will continue to improve himself, but it cannot be reflected in us father and son."

"Dad" Ling Xiao cried awkwardly, and a resonant emotion surged. The omission, sarcasm and ridicule that he had been in his mind for the past two years emerged one by one, as if he also saw the same experience as his father when he was young.

"Wealth is from heaven, Xiaoer, stop forcing yourself. Your efforts are all in your eyes. Dad will not blame you." Ling Zhan said with a helpless and mourning tone. How energetic he was back then, almost assigned to the next generation of patriarchs. Unfortunately, the situation suddenly changed, but overnight he turned into a useless useless person. I felt very comforted when I saw my son rising up and seeing a shadow stronger than him. However, history repeats itself again and makes his son suffer the same blow as him. He felt indescribable pain and pain in his heart!

Ling Xiao did not respond, but his eyes gradually covered with mist. He could feel Meng Xiyun's sincere care for him, and also felt Ling Zhan's silent care.

"What are you father and son talking about? Xiao'er, mom has boiled medicine for you, drink it quickly." Meng Xiyun walked in with a bowl of black potion and said. Then, she saw Ling Xiao's abnormality and asked nervously, "Xiao'er, why are you crying? Is your father calling you lazy again?" After that, Meng Xiyun stared at Ling Zhan angrily.

"No... Mom, I just rubbed some sand and brought the medicine on it quickly. I want to take the medicine." Ling Xiao quickly covered it up. He had never cried since he was sensible in his previous life. However, he heard from his family that he loved to laugh since he was a child, so he named it "Xiao". Now he almost cried, making people know that it was not embarrassing to the house, so he would not admit it even if he beaten to death.

After taking the medicine, Ling Zhan and Meng Xiyun quit the house.

Ling Xiao felt that his head was still swelling and so he fell asleep.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and Ling Xiao almost didn't step out of the room. He was just sorting out the fragments of memory and allowing himself to adapt to his new identity as soon as possible.

At the same time, he also checked his body and found that his twelve serious merits were broken. No wonder he had been practicing hard for two years but gained nothing.

However, Ling Xiao was not angry at this time. He was a super martial arts master in his previous life. His strongest skills were the Paiyun Palm of the Divine Strategy Jingyun, the Feng Shen's Feng Shen's legs, and Qin Shuang's Tianshuang Fist. He originally wanted to learn Xiongba's three-point return to the Yuanqi together, but unfortunately he had no time to study it, so he died with the four super masters of the Ghost Sect. If he had to practice for another year, practice the three-point return to the Yuanqi, and learn the first form of the Three-point return to the Yuanqi, "Breaking Jade and Dividing Gold", even if he faced the four super masters of the Ghost Sect, he would not have to use the method of self-exploding the Dantian and dying together.

Fortunately, Ling Xiao has already remembered all the memories of his previous life, such as Paiyun Palm, Feng Shen Leg, Tian Shuang Fist, etc., and he can also use many moves, but now this weak body cannot exert the true power of those moves.

Among these martial arts, Ling Xiao’s favorite is Feng Shen Legs. Every move is so cool and handsome. With Feng Shen Legs, he has attracted the hearts of many senior sisters and junior sisters from various sects, which is something he has always been proud of.

To gain a firm foothold in this world where strong people survive, we must have strong strength as a support, otherwise we will become the target of bullying and ridicule of others.

"The twelve serious merits are scrapped. Only by washing the marrow, breaking through, and regulating the meridians can one practice again. However, what is cultivated here is not called internal strength, but mysterious energy. I just don't know what the difference between the two. Let me try whether the three-point Guiyuan Qi can really have the effect of the Shaolin Temple Marrow Cleansing Sutra?" Ling Xiao thought in his heart, and at the same time planned to practice the three-point Guiyuan Qi that he had not learned in his previous life to see if this body could restore the vitality of cultivation.
Chapter completed!