Chapter 1 Young Li Lingtian

Tianmu Mountains, full of aura!

The Sky Cloud Sect is located in the Tianmu Mountain Range, occupying the entire Tianmu Mountain Range.

In the early morning, the sound of vigorous martial arts performances broke the tranquility. On the martial arts arena, countless teenagers aged fourteen or fifteen were practicing a set of basic boxing techniques. All the teenagers moved in unison, and the fierce wind swept the air away.

"Huh? Isn't that Senior Brother Li Lingtian?" A young man looked at the entrance of the Martial Arts Field and gasped in surprise.

"Yes, it's him, the former genius disciple."

"Genius disciple? That was a thing in the past. From now on, he is just a waste, a waste that cannot become a warrior."

"Hey, it's a pity, if it wasn't for the hailstorm, he would definitely have become a warrior."

"Yes, if you become a warrior, you can enter the outer door."

"He must have done something that both people and gods were angry with, otherwise how could he be destroyed by hailstones!"

A group of teenagers looked at Li Lingtian who walked in from the gate of the Martial Arts Field, and they were all sighing, and more gloating. The former genius disciple unexpectedly fell from the sky when he was hitting the Martial Artist Realm, interrupting his communication with the Martial Soul. Opportunities never stop at warriors.

Li Lingtian looked at the teenagers in the martial arts arena, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. He has gotten used to these faces that mocked him in this month.

Entering the Martial Arts Field, he didn't stop, and walked directly through the Martial Arts Field in another direction, leaving a lonely figure behind.

Genius disciple?

Li Lingtian walked step by step, smiling wryly in his heart: "Genius disciples, but it's all a thing of the past, and now I'm just a waste that can't become a warrior."

Yes, a month ago, he was indeed a genius. At the age of fourteen, he had reached the peak of the tenth rank of warrior. He was only one step away from being a warrior. Becoming a warrior was almost a certainty.

However, when he was attacking warriors, the rare hailstorm in a millennium fell from the Sky Cloud Sect, and the hail and thunder in June interrupted his opportunity to attack warriors.

As the saying goes, a phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken!

The disciples who were respectful to him in the past were senior brother Li one by one, but after he failed to challenge the warrior, he was also given the title of a waste.

Wuhun?

talent?

"Yeah, I've become a waste now, what qualifications do I have to be called a genius, and what hope do I have to become a strong man?"

Li Lingtian smiled wryly, and said to himself, in this world, the strong are respected, and only those with strong strength can survive and be respected by others.

Martial soul is the innate attribute of every warrior, born with a kind of martial soul, the strength of martial soul is closely related to future achievements.

With a Martial Soul, one must have a powerful talent against the sky. What exactly is a talent? No one can make it clear, but the only thing that can be judged is that the better the talent, the faster the cultivation and the higher the achievement.

The stronger the talent, the more effective it is to practice.

Without talent, it will be half the effort to practice, and to put it bluntly, it is thankless.

"Through time travel, why do you want to turn a genius into a waste, isn't this just kidding me?"

"Heaven committed evil, but you can still live, but you can't live if you do evil yourself!"

No one knew that inside Li Lingtian's body was the soul of a young man from the 21st century on Earth.

It turned out that a month ago, in the prosperous era of the 21st century on earth, he was just a young man with no sense of poverty. He did not expect that a hailstorm would suddenly fall on a sunny day in June, and he would be stunned by a rare hailstorm in a century.

When he woke up, he found that he had transmigrated into the disciple of the Tianyun Sect with the same name. This disciple with the same name was originally a genius, a genius of the fire department, but was hit by a hailstorm and became a complete waste.

More importantly, as a fire-type martial soul, he,

However, there was a fist-sized hailstone in the dantian inside his body, which made him feel as cold as being in an abyss of ice all the time.

In the past month, he has been ridiculed by countless disciples, which has given him immunity, and he understands the truth that strength is the most important thing in his heart. In this world, there is no sophistication, the only thing is to speak with fists.

However, this month, he has gradually adapted to the life here. Apart from being ridiculed, he has gradually withdrawn from everyone's sight.

In order to suppress the cold in his body, he can only spend most of his time on cultivation every day, using the fire in the center of the earth to suppress the pain of the cold.

Looking at the fiery red cave entrance in the distance, Li Lingtian cursed himself secretly, others were still geniuses before time travelling, but after he came here, he turned a genius into a waste. Although the memory is completely fused, the soul is not yet perfectly fused.

Thinking that my body is already fourteen years old, and there is still one year left. If I can't become a warrior at the age of fifteen, I can only leave Sky Cloud Sect, become an ordinary person, and live a busy life without doing anything again.

A year later, the disciples of the Tianyun Sect fought against each other, the outer sect entered the outer sect, the outer sect entered the inner sect, and the elite disciples of the inner sect competed.

Before he knew it, Li Lingtian had passed through the martial arts arena and arrived at the Huolong Cave!

The Huolong Cave is a terrifying place in the eyes of peripheral disciples. The temperature here is so high that ordinary fire-type martial soul disciples dare not come here to practice, but the harvest here is more than twice as fast as other places.

Even Li Lingtian didn't dare to come to this place to practice before, but after he became a waste, he came to this place to practice every day, relying on the temperature of this place and the fire in the center of the earth to suppress the coldness in his body.

"shh"

The icy cold in Li Lingtian's body throbbed again, so he didn't have the slightest hesitation to walk directly into the Fire Dragon Cave. The entrance of the Fire Dragon Cave was a full twenty square meters in size.

The inside was all fiery red, and hot breaths swept out one after another. These hot breaths alone could make ordinary disciples faint.

But when Li Lingtian came here, it was like entering a hot spring.

Indeed, the coldness in his body made him almost collapse, and it became more and more serious. He didn't know how long he could live without such a place.

one foot

two feet

three feet

...

After a full five minutes, Li Lingtian came to a platform. The surrounding mountain walls seemed to be melting, and his whole body was about to be melted.

Sitting cross-legged, he used the method of Lieyan Shenquan Kungfu that he had practiced before to resist the scorching heat and suppress the ice-cold in his body.

"If you don't become a waste, if you continue to practice like this, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, hey!"

Li Lingtian sighed, and then he entered into cultivation with his whole body. He was very relieved that no one among the peripheral disciples could come to this place.

But the sky didn't obey people's wishes, and just started to practice, a voice of sneering came from behind.

"Hey, I didn't expect to be here, Li Lingtian, today is your death day!"

In the hot Huolong Cave, Li Lingtian felt cold in front of this voice, and felt the threat of death. This was the intuition of a warrior, and he became frightened.

"It's you!"

Standing up and seeing the people coming in behind, his heart sank directly.

The third rank of warrior!

Yang Xiangguang, a disciple of the outer sect of Tianyun Sect, although he is an outer sect, is countless times stronger than the peripheral disciples. Whether it is treatment or skills, the peripheral disciples can't wait.

Moreover, this Yang Xiangguang is already a third-tier warrior, there is no comparison between a warrior and a warrior, even if he is a genius, he cannot be a match for a warrior.

Yang Xiangguang is a disciple of the Yang family. He entered the Sky Cloud Sect two years before him. The Yang family and the Li family have always been at odds. Li Lingtian's reputation as a genius made some disciples of the Yang family extremely jealous.

"That's right, it's me. You can die today. You're just a waste. Even if you die, no one from the Sky Cloud Sect will take care of you. Besides, entering the Huolong Cave for cultivation is extremely dangerous, hehe!"

Yang Xiangguang stopped five meters away from Li Lingtian, with a sinister smile on his face, and looked at Li Lingtian as if looking at a corpse.

"It seems that you have been waiting for today for a long time. Are you afraid that I will surpass you one day. Haha!"

When Li Lingtian saw Yang Xiangguang coming at this time, he, who has been a man for two lifetimes, already understood the truth in his heart. Yang Xiangguang wanted him to disappear in the Fire Dragon Cave.

When he was laughing, he looked behind Yang Xiangguang intentionally or unintentionally. A third-tier warrior is not something he can compete with. As long as he escapes from here, no matter how powerful Yang Xiangguang is, he will not dare to kill him blatantly in Tianyunzong.

But he soon became desperate. He originally planned to find a chance to escape, but there were still a few powerful auras not far behind Yang Xiangguang.

"If you want to escape, don't dream. You are not a waste as a warrior. If you want to escape in front of me, is it possible?"

Yang Xiangguang smiled, and walked towards Li Lingtian step by step, the zhenqi in his whole body circulated, and a faint zhenqi mask kept out the scorching heat.

A palm slapped Li Lingtian viciously, and with a strong force, he swept away the scorching breath, and he was in front of Li Lingtian in a blink of an eye.

"Fire Fist."

Seeing this fierce palm force, Li Lingtian's eyes showed a trace of despair, and more of a trace of determination, even if he was going to die, he would have to pull a back.

The Raging Flame God Fist is unrivaled in strength, among all kinds of martial spirits, it can be considered an extremely powerful existence, coupled with the environment here, the power of the Raging Flame God Fist has been strengthened to a greater extent.

"boom."

With a muffled sound, his fist and palm collided together. At the same time, Li Lingtian grabbed Yang Xiangguang with his other hand, holding Yang Xiangguang tightly.

The strong impact pushed his body back towards the back of the platform, and he retreated to the edge of the platform in a blink of an eye. Below the platform was an abyss with endless flames inside.

"open!"

Yang Xiangguang didn't expect that Li Lingtian wanted to pull him to his back. Seeing the endless flames in front of him, he was extremely frightened. If he fell into it, even if it was an indestructible golden body, it would turn into molten liquid.

"Bang bang, bang bang."

A fist kept bombarding Li Lingtian, but he still couldn't throw Li Lingtian away. If this continues, he will definitely be brought into the abyss.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the whole person's consciousness was slackened, but there was a frightening light in his eyes, and his heart to become a strong person, to become a top strong person, became even stronger.

"I can't even deal with a piece of waste, just go and forget it."

A faint voice sounded, and a gust of wind brought hot air, and it shot towards the edge of the platform quickly, the speed was beyond Li Lingtian's imagination.

"boom."

With a muffled sound, a powerful palm slapped Yang Xiangguang's back hard, and Yang Xiangguang and Li Lingtian quickly fell towards the abyss of flames.

"Yang Tianfeng!"

"Yang Tianfeng, if I don't die, I will destroy your Yang family!"

An angry scream came from Yang Xiangguang's mouth, and at the same time, another resolute voice came from Li Lingtian's mouth, and a blood-red light appeared in his eyes.

Although Yang Xiangguang didn't see clearly who was plotting against him, he shouted out, because only Yang Tianfeng came here and dared to attack him.

The two voices gradually became smaller, and finally disappeared into the abyss of flames...