MTL - Return of the War God

"Hot! Hot! Hot!"

This was Ye Wuque's only feeling at the moment.

In a simple and simple cabin, Ye Wuque struggled to maintain a cross-sit posture, his body was hot, and his white skin had long turned red!

The big beads of sweat kept flowing, but in an instant they were quickly evaporated by the terrifying body temperature.

He closed his eyes tightly and frowned slightly. Although his face was expressionless, it was not difficult to see from the clenched cheek that Ye Wuque seemed to be enduring great pain at this time.

"Om"

"Wow!"

The roaring sound of a river came from Ye Wuque's body. If you look closely, you will find that every inch of Ye Wuque's body surface is gently squirming!

It seems that in his body, there is a powerful force rushing freely!

The flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart by brute force!

The soul seems to be constantly scratched by the cold blade!

Although two kinds of huge pains are constantly invading Ye Wuque's nerves, the will that has been polished for ten years has made this 15-year-old boy insist on hard work!

And under this pain, Ye Wuque still maintained a sober consciousness.

"My body... seems to be undergoing tremendous changes! This change is exactly what I have exchanged for ten years of annihilation... the source of the Holy Law!"

"Boom boom boom"

Just as the muffled thunder blasted from the body, the body of Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged, shook suddenly, followed by violent tremors, and the originally small creeping amplitude of the body's surface suddenly increased several times at this moment!

pain!

The pain of going deep into the bone marrow and deep into the soul flooded Ye Wuque's nerves in an instant, as if he felt himself in the center of ten erupting volcanoes!

Burning, tearing, curling...All kinds of unspeakable pains are several times better than before, and even if the will is stronger than Ye Wuwei, it is almost unbearable at this moment.

The physical body's perception slowly became numb, and his sober consciousness gradually blurred.

It seemed that in the next instant, Ye Wuque would pass out completely and would never wake up again.

"Hold me! Hold me! You can't faint! You must not faint!"

A silent scream sounded in his heart. Sweat had already wetted his entire body. Although his eyes were pitch black, his ears kept roaring, as intense pain as a tide ravaged his nerves!

A breath is just like eternity, Ye Wuque is almost mad!

"Boom Rumble"

"Wow!"

The roaring sound of rivers, lakes and seas was even more violent, the muscles on the body's surface had been knotted, and the thick veins and veins in the body were violent, and it was clearly visible like a series of ferocious snakes.

The pain has reached its extreme!

Patience has reached its limit!

But Ye Wuque still succumbed to it!

Even if it is death, never give up!

No one knows how terrible the obsession in this young man's heart is, seemingly tough and unyielding, but in fact, it is already a kind of paranoia close to madness.

"Ugh"

At this juncture of life and death, a sigh from the depths of Ye Wuque's mind sounded gently. This sigh seemed to be mixed with a loneliness that penetrated the ages, and with a trace of confusion that seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep.

"Om"

A golden light flashed behind Ye Wuque's head, who was sitting cross-legged.

Ye Wuque, whose consciousness had dried up and blurred, suddenly felt a coolness at this moment, as if the dry and chapped earth was once again moisturized by the rain from the sky.

"Om"

The vague consciousness regained consciousness under the sudden coolness. The original darkness in front of him, but Ye Wuque, who could only perceive it, suddenly felt bright, and then everything changed!

"This is... my internal organs? Is this what my body looks like?"

What appeared "in front of Ye Wuque's eyes" was a strange scene.

The beating heart, the complex and orderly veins, the peristaltic stomach, the kidneys of two stoves, the oily liver... Everything that brings Ye Wuque is endless novelty.

"Walala" "Rumble"

It was also at this moment that Ye Wuque finally saw the roar that kept coming out of his body.

These voices belong to the most important foundation of cultivators... Qi and blood!

If Murong Changqing could see this scene, he would definitely be unbelievable, because in Ye Wuque's body, what rushed to flow was exactly the blood that he considered to be inexplicably dried up.

Ye Wuque, who was in a strange state, didn't seem to be surprised by the existence of his qi and blood. His attention at this time was completely attracted by a group of bright light that was three inches below the belly button!

"The origin of the holy law! This is the origin of the holy law that I have been practicing for ten years! Lock the blood and water the origin! The emperor pays off! Finally succeeded! Hahahaha...Finally, it was my success. Up!"

Ye Wuque was filled with huge surprises, and the pulsating bright light group that looked like a star seemed to be magnificent, majestic, and magnificent, and it was faintly permeated with a powerful and extremely powerful fighting spirit!

The pain still continued, but under the coolness that Ye Wuque's extreme perseverance and cooperating slowly sent in his mind, it was much better than the previous dying situation.

After confirming that the origin of the holy law was successfully condensed, Ye Wuque couldn't help changing his perspective, carefully studying the situation inside his body.

However, everything in front of him shocked Ye Wuque's heart!

Golden, light golden!

The original bright red blood was contaminated with a hint of golden light at some point!

"The blood stained with gold in the red? How is this possible? What happened?"

Ye Wuque was puzzled by the huge confusion, his "eyes" traced back in the direction of blood and blood, until the golden light group!

Because all the blood is surging from the source of the Holy Law.

"For ten years, all my qi and blood have been tightly locked in the pubic area, used to nurture the origin of the holy law, and will not leak a bit. Now that the work is successful, the qi and blood have changed. Is it all holy? Caused by the source of law?"

While drawing this conclusion, Ye Wuque also figured out the source of the severe pain.

The origin of the Holy Dharma is successfully condensed, and the qi and blood that have long been combined with the origin have to rush out of the pubic pubic area and reach the final step. If you can't look at it, how can it be tolerated by ordinary people.

"Buzzing"

As if for an instant, and as if eternity had passed, all the vitality and blood locked in the pubic area finally rushed out and returned to the body, vast and mighty, drowning the internal organs, muscles and blood, and in an instant Ye Wuqian felt that he seemed to have changed again. Back when I was practicing at the beginning of five years old.

Jin Hong Qi and blood are extremely vigorous, rushing endlessly, this is the beginning of a powerful cultivator.

"Om"

Suddenly he felt the coolness coming from above disappear, then his body shook, and then his eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, Ye Wuque returned to his body.

"Boom"

Just fell straight back, Ye Wuque lay on the wooden bed leaning over, wet as if he had just been salvaged from the river. A pair of naturally bright eyes are full of smiles, and the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, with the joy of consummation at the end of ten years of suffering, but there is another meaning, as if waiting for something.

a long time.

"Ugh"

The same sigh as before reverberated in Ye Wuque's mind. After hearing this sigh, Ye Wuque couldn't help but smile. This smile hadn't appeared in ten years.

This is the happy smile that comes when I see my old friend again.

"Sora, long time no see."

A young and melodious voice came from Ye Wuque's mouth, seeming to be talking to himself but also like telling someone.

"Ten years of extinction, it will eventually become good fortune, Ye Wuque, you are really... amazing."

After a while, it felt very vicissitudes of life, but a very young voice slowly echoed in Ye Wuque's mind, as if the owner of this voice was a man who was only a few years older than Ye Wuque.

"Om"

A faint golden light flashed, Ye Wuque closed his eyes again, and his mind, which was the Soul Space, trembled slightly, and the strange but familiar feeling rippled through Ye Wuque's heart.

"Unexpectedly, I slept for ten years. You actually succeeded in condensing the origins of the Holy Dharma of Fighting, so that I was stimulated and awakened. Hehe, it seems that although you were young, you chose this path of destruction after all."

Called empty by Ye Wuque, the voice that existed in his soul space seemed to have just woke up from a deep sleep, with a trace of laziness, but the appreciation in the tone was not concealed.

"Sora, thank you just now. You slept for ten years. What do you remember about yourself?"

The smiling Ye Wuque asked a question.

It seemed that Ye Wuque didn’t expect this question. He paused for a while, and then smiled: “No, although I still can’t remember who I am, the remaining spirit power has recovered a bit, enough to stay awake. If not ten You have uncovered the sun, moon, and stars, and allowed me to live in your divine soul space. I would have disappeared long ago now."

Lying Ye Wuque smiled slightly, suddenly raised his right hand, stretched it into his arms, and took out a letter.

The letter looked ordinary. There was no writing on the surface of the envelope, but Ye Wuque, who was holding the letter in his right hand, looked sad and lonely.

"Oh, it is so, it is this obsession that has supported you willingly to die for ten years, willing to give up your status as a peerless genius, but also to condense the origin of the Holy Law? Just to open this letter, I ask you , Making such a choice, Ye Wuque, do you regret it?"

Seeing the letter in Ye Wuque's hand, Kong thought of something and couldn't help but continue to ask questions.

"Do you know that if you did not choose to condense the origin of the Holy Law, with your qualifications, your current cultivation base is bound to be extremely high, but for this origin of the fighting holy method, you have been staying in the fifth heaven for bodybuilding. All this is worth it Huh?"

Kong's question echoed in Ye Wuque's mind. Looking at the letter in his hand, Ye Wuque smiled softly: "Is it worth it? Of course it is."

"Since I can remember, I have been with Uncle Fu. Until the age of four, Uncle Fu took me to Murong's house, leaving behind this letter and the blood dragon jade, and then quietly left. I can't even think of four. In my memory before the age of 10, I only know that my name is Ye Wuque, but I don’t know who I am? Who are my parents? My... where is my hometown?"

Having said this, Ye Wuque's expression became very warm and nostalgic, but he did not stop. He could only and only willing to tell Kong Kong about these things that had been hidden for ten years.

"In some of the remaining pictures before I was four years old, I vaguely remembered that even though Uncle Fu was not my father, he treated me like a parent and child. I seemed to have followed him to many places and finally came to Murong's house. My life, I don't know, but I have one hope, this letter and blood dragon jade left by Uncle Fu."

"Sora, after Fubo left that year, I was so sad that I stumbled and went to that place, unwittingly unveiled the sun, moon, and stars, and met you. Tell me, this letter was restricted by a holy law. , Even if your cultivation base is higher in the future, you will never be able to open this letter without knowing the Holy Law..."

Hearing this, I was silent for a while.

How could he not understand Ye Wuque’s words? In the eyes of this young man, no matter how high a level of cultivation is, his dedication to family affection can’t be compared. He doesn’t know who he is, where he is from, where his parents’ hometown is, the only clue It is this letter and the blood dragon jade.

How similar is Ye Wuque to him?

"I have forgotten myself, but he has never known myself. We are all chasing and searching, hoping to find our roots."

The cabin fell silent for a while.

After a long time, Sora broke the silence.

"Haha..... do you know? Ye Wuque, you have cultivated the holy method of fighting for ten years after annihilation, and it will become your greatest good fortune in your life! One day, you will know how correct your choice is ! The body forging realm has been cultivated into a holy method... such a chance, such a good fortune..."

Full of exclamation and joyful voices echoed in his mind, Ye Wuque was a little stunned, but then he remembered the battle with Murong Tian, ​​and his expression condensed.

"Om"

With a thought in his heart, the golden red blood surging in his body vibrated endlessly, and Ye Wuque's mouth gradually revealed a smile.

"Now that the holy method of fighting is complete, my qi and blood broke through the shackles from the pubic area and returned to the flesh. Sora, I should be able to continue practicing, right?"

Right now, Ye Wuque told Kong about the battle with Murong Tian.

"When you were five years old, you reached the five heavens of forging your body and strengthening your muscles. Over the years, you have continued to nurture the Holy Method of Cohesion and Fighting. Invisibly, your body has become stronger and stronger. What you need for bone and marrow refining is only time. With the blessing of the holy method of fighting, your cultivation path is completely different from that of ordinary people. This is a path of good fortune. As for why the blood changes, it may be related to your physique. By the way, you try to practice Yuanli to see?"

Looking at the letter in his hand again, the brilliance flashed in his eyes. Ye Wuque solemnly took the letter into his arms, and sat cross-legged according to the empty instructions, running the already well-known "Haotianjin" with gold in his body. Red blood shocks!

"Om"

The source of the holy law suddenly jumped, and then a huge suction force spread out from the pubic area, and all the vitality in the body was immediately rushed into the source of the dantian by this suction!

"Om, hum, hum"

Ye Wuque was perplexed and could feel that some unknown change had taken place within the beating holy law origin, but at this moment he believed in Sora, just holding Yuan Shouyi, and paying attention!

"boom"

A quarter of an hour later, the entire holy law's origin suddenly brightened, the golden light group glowed with a brilliant light, and Ye Wuque's whole body was drowned in this light. At this moment, Ye Wuque's expression changed!

"Om"

Familiar and unfamiliar pale golden vitality rushed out from the source of the holy law, instantly distributing the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, just as before.

However, Ye Wuque knew that what was flowing inside his body at this moment was no longer the previous Yuanli!

Majestic, magnificent, vast, and permeated with a powerful and extremely powerful fighting spirit!

"Sora, what the **** is going on?"

Feeling the surging momentum of the pale golden vitality, Ye Wuque finally couldn't help but ask.

"Sure enough! The first benefit of condensing the origin of the holy law of fighting is that from now on, what you cultivate is no longer ordinary energy, but the holy way of war energy derived from the origin of the holy law!"

Kong's voice also became a little excited at this moment. Before Ye Wuque asked questions again, he continued: "Sacred Dao battle aura is a kind of extremely high-quality Heaven and Earth Elemental Power, ten times stronger than ordinary Elemental Power, condensed. Ten times, the lethality is also ten times stronger! In other words, you who cultivated the saintly way of fighting spirit will now have the ability to fight at higher levels and defeat the strong with the weak!"

"Fight by higher rank? Do you win with the weak?"

Ye Wuque's bright eyes brightened with Kong's explanation, feeling the golden red blood in his body and the battle aura of the holy way, and his heart was hot.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Ye Wuque's calm eyes were filled with an extremely compelling edge in the depths!

"Fu Bo, the blood dragon jade you left me, I will definitely keep it; Murong Tian, ​​I will use you as the first stepping stone for Ye Wuque to regain the light!"

The deep self-talk was like thunder, but it was full of incomparable confidence.

...The sky is clear and the sun hangs high.

"Shoo, hoo, hoo"

Before the courtyard of Murong's children, seven or eight figures moved forward quickly, but the two leading them were a man and a woman.

The man is sturdy, with a hideous scar on his left cheek, which is Murong Hai; while the woman is wearing a fiery red close-fitting silk skirt, which sets off her rugged Miaoman figure so temptingly, but this woman has a pretty face and a pair What flickered in the beautiful eyes was hatred and humiliation, who else was beside Murong Binglan.

Immediately behind the two of them were several strong men of the younger generation of Murong's family. Although they were on the move, their eyes were mostly focused on Murong Binglan's beautiful figure, and the love in their eyes was undisguised.

"Binglan, you have made a fuss too much, and you need so many of us."

"Yes, I can suppress him with one hand."

"Wei Wuque really doesn't know the heights of the sky, and even dared to make an appointment with Murong Tian. It's almost a death."

Murong Binglan, who was on the move, did not answer when he heard the words coming from behind him, but only faintly replied: "This time I trouble everyone, Binglan will be rewarded afterwards."

"Oh, Bing Lan, look at what you said."

"Whoever dares to offend you in the Murong family is offending us."

"Don't grab it, teach Ye Wuque, I'll do it."

Murong Hai narrowed his eyes and glanced at Murong Binglan next to him. There was a deep heat in his eyes, and he smiled slightly. He naturally guessed the purpose and reason of Murong Binglan's trip. This was also the reason why he came together.

The lesson to Ye Wuque, to win a touch of favor in front of Murong Binglan, is too simple for Murong Hai.

"Swish swish"

Stopping in front of a well-sized wooden house, Murong Binglan looked at the small building with sullen eyes, Murong Hai laughed and strode forward, and the Murong children standing behind Murong Binglan saw it. He stopped angrily.

"Trash, come out, I'm boring Muronghai and want to play with you, this time, let you have two hands."

An incomparable voice came from his mouth. The scar on his left face was slightly beating, and Murong Hai stood with his hand on his back, but he was a little wary in his heart. Although Ye Wuque has been abandoned, as far as he knows, apart from the public competitions in the past decade There are not a few Murong children who want to oppress this person, but none of them succeed.

"Squeak"

The door of the wooden house opened, and a slender figure slowly walked out. It was Ye Wuque. Murong Hai took a closer look and suddenly felt that Ye Wuque at this time seemed a little different from the past.

"I said early in the morning which dog was ill in front of my door and barking, it turned out to be you, hehe, since the mad dog is ill, I will reluctantly clean up."

People have not yet gone out, but words that are more maddening than Murong Hai spread all over here in an instant.

Seeing Ye Wuqian coming out, Murong Binglan's eyes were like sharp needles, and he squinted to Ye Wuqian, but the latter turned a blind eye.

Hearing Ye Wuque’s words, Murong Hai’s anger flashed off his face, but then he pressed it down, and the urn said: "Wu Wuwei, I hope you are half as capable as you speak, otherwise even if I let you have two hands, you will be no better It's just rubbish."

Walking slowly to a place ten feet away from Murong Hai, Ye Wuque's bright eyes were so bright, he slowly raised his right hand, clenched his fist into a fist, and smiled leisurely, but there was an unconcealable Xuanhe in the laughter!

"Muronghai, believe it or not, I can blow you up with three punches!"