Martial Arts and Fantasy: the Evil Emperor of All Realms

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"Ah! Dad!"

Li Kun, who was covered in cold sweat, woke up from the nightmare. The jacket that was close to him was soaked in sweat and stuck to his chest, rising and falling with his rapid breathing.

The scenes in the dream kept reappearing in his mind, the grandfather whose whole body was shattered, the mother whose chest was pierced by a spear, the elder brother who was decapitated, and the younger sister who was lying in a pool of blood without breath, this three-year-old The little girl just listened to him tell a story before she fell asleep, but she never woke up from this sleep.

The tragic situation of relatives appeared one after another, even though five years have passed, those pictures are still vivid in my mind.His father's last words rang in Li Kun's ears from time to time. His face was so clear, and his words were so sharp. He was reminding Li Kun, reminding him not to forget the deep blood feud he had carried.

"Father, I will definitely avenge our family!"

The fifteen-year-old boy clenched his fists, engraving the brand of revenge in his heart over and over again. The deep-rooted hatred has melted into his body and blood. The fifteen-year-old Li Kun was born for revenge.

The sky was slightly bright, and the cold wind was blowing outside the window. It had just snowed, and the biting cold wind came in through the simple doors and windows, constantly disturbing Li Kun. survived in the hut.

The boy crossed his legs and sat up, put his arms round his lower abdomen, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly, repeating this cycle.

"Sure enough, it still doesn't work."

Li Kun opened his eyes, sighed silently in his heart, the true energy slowly dissipating in his meridians told him that this attempt failed again.However, he has done this kind of attempt every day for the past six months, and he has long been used to it.Picking up the old cotton-padded jacket from the bed and putting it on, the cotton-padded jacket with the residual heat of the kang was wrapped around him warmly. Li Kun let out a long sigh of comfort, put on the thin trousers and got off the kang.

Putting on cloth shoes, he took a hatchet and hemp rope from the door, and tidied it up properly. Li Kun took a deep breath of the warm air in the house, opened the door, and walked out facing the cold wind and snow everywhere.

The crooked moon hangs in the sky, the sun has not yet risen, and the white snow piled up on the ground reflects the moonlight, slightly illuminating this cold world.

The lights of the surrounding houses were all dark, and in the quiet and scary Xiaowang Village, Li Kun was the only one walking alone on the snow.

Every step he took, the thick snow would completely cover his feet, and the thin cloth shoes could not stop the coldness of the snow. Li Kun hadn't left the village yet, and his feet were already numb, and he didn't even frown. All of a sudden, the bright and energetic eyes looked ahead calmly, feeling the cold air sucked into the lungs, walking forward, step by step towards the vast mountain.

He will go to Mangshan Mountain to cut firewood and log. The firewood he cut will be used to boil water, cook and heat the kang. The good wood he cut will be sold to Carpenter Wang, and then he will help Carpenter Wang to do work for some copper coins. For five years, Li Kun Only relying on these copper coins to buy some rough noodles and brown rice to satisfy his hunger, and occasionally dig some wild vegetables and medicinal materials from the mountains, Li Kun's life can be slightly improved, and this is the only surprise in his life.

Long-term malnutrition made him emaciated, with a sallow complexion and skinny bones, but his eyes were still alive.Although he has been hungry for a long time, but with the flame of revenge burning in his heart, his spirit is not bad.

Such a thin and poor young man, who can connect him with the genius of Taoism in the General's Mansion of Jin?

Looking at the mirror at the age of five, he entered Taoism at the age of seven and formed alchemy at the age of ten. His appalling speed of practice has shocked the world. The terrifying talent of the second young master of the Li family has made him a Taoist practice wizard for thousands of years. The real person came all the way from the East China Sea to the Kingdom of Jin to accept him as his apprentice.

Li Kun's future is bright, and the general's mansion is full of joy. Unexpectedly, two days after the Li family held a celebration banquet, a group of mysterious men in black suddenly descended.

Without any words, they killed everyone they met, with ruthless attacks and superb agility.Li Kun's grandfather, General Li, is a powerful existence who has cultivated to the top of the physical body. However, he is a pig and dog outside of Taoism. Exploded and died.

Under the protection of his father, Li Kun galloped to flee for his life on the treasured steed of the General's Mansion. However, his horsepower was exhausted and his skills were boundless. When the skilled leader of the man in black came after him with a sword, the father and son finally did not escape.

Father Li turned back to meet him, rushed towards the enemy with the determination to die, and bought time for Li Kun to escape, but the man in black was really skilled, and when he was entangled with Father Li, he still had the strength to pull out a secret attack The black flame shot out at a fast speed, hitting Li Kun's back heart.

The scorching pain spread rapidly along the meridians, and Li Kun only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if being burned by fire.Not long after he formed the golden core, he exhausted all his strength to resist the raging fire in his body, but it was in vain.At the critical juncture, Li Kun made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and blasted all his true energy towards the golden, round and dazzling golden pill in his dantian Qihai.

The golden core that had just been formed for less than ten days exploded, and the violent and violent true energy instantly shattered the sea of ​​energy, and then rushed into the meridians, dispelling the unknown mysterious evil fire, but Li Kun's meridian pulse was also bruised, but his life was saved after all.

Chapter 176 Falling

The destructive zhenqi explosion in his body made Li Kun faint. The last scene he saw before he passed out was his father hugging the enemy, then exploding, shattering, and flying flesh and blood. A master in the Nascent Soul stage, It just blew up and fell.

The sea of ​​qi was destroyed, the meridians were severely injured, and the once invincible spiritual genius suddenly lost his family and became a useless person. This kind of fate makes people feel sympathetic and regretful.

When he woke up from the horseback, he didn't know how much time had passed, and Li Kun didn't know where he was. There were severe pains everywhere on his body, and his body was in a mess. Such serious injuries made him die at any time, but A blazing fire of vengeance has merged into his life flame, supporting him to survive with difficulty.

Now that five years have passed, he managed to repair the damaged meridians, but no matter how difficult it is to reunite the broken sea of ​​qi, he is just a cripple who can't keep his true qi.The former wizard of Taoism had no choice but to become a young woodcutter struggling in poverty in Xiaowang Village, Donghai.

"call……"

Li Kun stopped and exhaled hot air to warm his frozen hands. He had already entered the mountain, and the sky was getting brighter.Looking around, the wood of the surrounding trees is not good, more than enough for firewood, but if you want to sell it to a carpenter, you may not be able to exchange it for half a copper coin.

"It seems that I have to walk into the mountains."

Li Kun made up his mind and continued to walk into the mountains against the mountain wind, leaving a string of lonely footprints in the snow.

As the New Year approached, the young and middle-aged people in Xiaowang Village who had been out to work for a year also came back one after another. The wives and children were hot on the kang, and the family had a rare reunion, so Li Kun was the only one who got up early to collect firewood at this time.

In order to make a living, the lonely boy walks alone on the mountain road of Mangshan Mountain. The snow-covered mountain road is even more difficult. Li Kun has to be careful with every step, otherwise he will slip and roll down the mountain. Once he is seriously injured, on this inaccessible Mangshan Mountain, He can only wait for death.

After turning over a small hill, Li Kun entered the dense forest area in the depths of Mt. Mang. Wisps of sunlight had appeared from the back of the mountain, but it was always the coldest before sunrise. These rays brought not only light but also cold.

Satisfied with the surrounding wood, Li Kun stopped, put down the hatchet and hemp rope, stomped his feet and rubbed his hands, moved his stiff body, and was ready to start work.

Li Kun has been doing physical work for many years, but cannot keep up with his nutrition. Li Kun's thin body does not have much strength, so chopping firewood is not easy for him.After choosing a tree that was about the same thickness, Li Kun spat twice into his hand, rubbed it, and picked up the hatchet to chop.

"Dole, Dole, Dole..."

The dull sound of logging traveled far away in the silent mountain forest, hit the mountain and turned back, adding a little vitality to this lifeless silver-white world.The snow on the branches fell with Li Kun's chopping, and a young man in the snow was waving his arms vigorously. Such a scene is somewhat artistic, but an unexpected guest is quietly arriving without Li Kun's awareness .

Deep in the forest, a hungry snow wolf is persistently looking for prey.The snow wolf is different from the prairie wolf. It is a lone hunter in the mountains. Food is scarce in the cold winter. Under the fluffy fur of this snow wolf, the shape of the bone is clearly visible, and hunger is gradually devouring its life.

"Dole, Dole..."

The rhythmic sound reached its ears, and the wolf's head, which was bending over the ground and sniffing the scent, quickly lifted up, its ears moved flexibly, looking for the direction of the sound, and ran over without a sound.

Li Kun was still working hard, the tree trunk had already been cut in half by him, and it was about to fall down.He stopped his movements, the strenuous exercise dispelled the cold, he took a rest while panting, and then began to chop.Finally, with a crackling sound of branches snapping, the tree finally fell unwillingly.

A smile appeared on Li Kun's sallow face, he shook his sore arms, and squatted down to chop off branches.And behind it, a white figure has appeared. Snow Wolf stared at Li Kun's back, approaching slowly and carefully, with desire and murderous intent in his eyes.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Li Kun's expression is clearly visible in its eyes, the constant hacking of the hatchet didn't cause it any hesitation, it just wanted to rush up, bite his neck tightly, let the long-lost Warm blood moistens its throat, and fills its belly with delicious human flesh and blood. The person in front of it is its only chance to survive.

Just entering the attack distance, the hungry snow wolf no longer deliberately hides its figure, and all the energy in its body is mobilized, and its limbs are injected into its limbs to run quickly, and it rushes straight at Li Kun.

The sound of the snow wolf's galloping footsteps came to Li Kun's ears, and the boy's expression tightened, and he turned his head to see the white hungry wolf rushing towards him, with its slender and sharp fangs gleaming coldly.Before he could react, the high-speed hunter had already rushed in front of him. The snow wolf leaped high, and accurately bit Li Kun's neck with its wide open mouth.

Li Kun didn't have time to defend, so he was thrown to the ground. The stench from the wolf's mouth made him smell the breath of death.