The Strongest Qi Refiner

The male cultivator in white held the bamboo basket in his hands and sighed as he looked at the disabled man who fell to the ground, his head was stepped on the ground, his arms were still stretched out straight.

Then, the scene quickly changed again.

The streets disappeared and were replaced by a sect with an excellent environment.

You can see two boys who look almost the same growing up.

The scene doesn't slow down until they look fifteen or sixteen years old.

It’s still the male cultivator in white.

However, compared to before, the male cultivator looked a little older.

In the study room, the male cultivator looked at the pair of boys in front of him and said: "You two have amazing cultivation talents. I have nothing to teach you as a teacher... I will send you away after a while. Go to Yuntian Mansion, where you can practice stronger techniques and show your cultivation talents."

"Master, we are not leaving! We have to stay with you!" the boy on the left said with tears in his eyes.

Although the boy on the right did not speak, it could be seen from his expression that he did not accept such an arrangement.

"Master, please don't drive us away... we will definitely be obedient." The boy on the left continued.

The male cultivator smiled slightly, looked at the boy on the right, and said: "You are the elder brother. You should understand the painstaking efforts I made to arrange this... I can't let you go, but for your future, I can't be so selfish and rape you." Stay around.”

"I once said that the person you should repay most in this life is not me, but your father... He is the greatest father I have ever seen, and the way you repay him is to continue to use your cultivation talents and become Stronger."

"As for my teacher... you can come back to see me at any time in the future, my teacher will always be here waiting for you."

After these words, both boys were wiping tears.

Then, the scene changed rapidly again.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the two boys have grown into two upright young men.

Carrying swords on their backs and wearing green clothes, they returned to their original sect.

"Master! We are back!"

Two young men fell from the sky and returned to the place they were most familiar with.

However, when they saw the scene inside the sect, their expressions changed.

There were black bloodstains all over the sect.

There were corpses lying on the ground.

"no no……"

Two young monks rushed into the hall where their master usually stayed, and saw a body hanging from the beam.

He is their master!

At this time, the elegant-looking male cultivator had turned into an old man with white beard and hair and a wrinkled face.

He was suspended in the middle of the lobby with a dagger stuck in his heart.

There is still a line of blood writing on the floor of the lobby.

"Back then you killed my father, today...I will destroy your entire sect!"

Seeing this line of blood words, the two young men opened their eyes wide, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Later, one of the young men hugged the body of the dead old man and cried loudly.

But the young man next to him looked increasingly colder, then he held the long sword and turned around to leave.

"Brother, where are you going?" the young man asked.

"I want to avenge Master!"

The elder brother replied, and then left.

The younger brother quickly caught up and said, "I'll go with you!"

"No, you bury the master and our fellow disciples... let me do this." The elder brother turned around and patted his younger brother on the shoulder and said.

Then, the scene changed again.

In this fast-passing scene, Fang Yu saw the scene where his younger brother was crying alone while burying the corpses of his master and fellow disciples. He also saw the scene where his elder brother found his former enemies and killed them together.

The scene is changing rapidly, and time is passing quickly.

Soon, the scene slowed down again.

This time, it was in a secret room.

In the secret room, there were three old men wearing luxurious robes.

"These brothers possess the rarest Celestial Spirit Body, especially the younger brother, which is the six-path Celestial Spirit Body that has never appeared in history...According to their current cultivation progress, soon...our Yuntian Mansion will not be able to keep them. Alright." An old man said solemnly.

"Yes, their future is limitless, and our Yuntian Mansion...can't get much benefit from it. It's better...to take away their physiques before we can't control them. Even if it's difficult to fully integrate them, at least we can They have been greatly promoted... No matter what happens, we can train them into puppets specially used by our Yuntian Mansion, so that we won't be afraid of not being able to keep them." Another old man said.

"Well... let's take action and deprive them of their physiques... But this matter needs to be done in secret. These brothers are very popular in our Yuntian Mansion after all. Someone will definitely ask about their whereabouts..." Sitting there The old man in the middle said.

The light dims.

Then, the scene changed again.

This time, it was in the dark night.

The brothers were speeding away from the pursuit behind them.

Those who were chasing them... were the elders of Yuntian Mansion who were respected by them infinitely!

Although both brothers have very strong cultivation talents, they are still relatively young and it is impossible to escape the joint pursuit of these elders!

"We have to escape separately, otherwise it will be impossible to escape." The elder brother said to the younger brother.

"Brother, I can't..." The younger brother felt something and his eyes were red.

"No, do you still remember what Master said? We must be the pride of our father, and at the same time, we must be the pride of Master... We must not be left here... Don't worry, we can all run away and meet again later. "

After saying this, the elder brother put his palms on his younger brother's back.

"Buzz!"

The light flickered.

The younger brother left the spot instantly.

The elder brother stayed where he was, waiting for the arrival of several elders from behind, with only determination on his face.

As a bystander, Fang Yu looked at this scene, feeling not only shocked but also confused.

Whose memory is this?

Could it be the memory of the Emperor of Heaven? !

But what I remember is clearly the perspective of a pair of twin brothers...

"This is the last time I see my brother intact."

At this time, a male voice came from Fang Yu's left side.

Fang Yu immediately turned around, but didn't see any figure.

"It's been many years since I saw my brother again." The voice continued, "Those people couldn't take away my brother's physique, so they made him into a human pile."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yu saw a puppet-like figure appearing in front of him.

The face was sewn with various needles and threads, the limbs were randomly spliced ​​together, and the eyes were wide open, as if they were melted into a wooden pile.

It's like a human pig!