She remembered that Yang Yi, who was childhood sweetheart, had always loved her very much, and suddenly became like this, which made her difficult to accept. At this time, Yang Yi walked to the door of the hall, turned his head and looked at Tang Haitian, was silent for a few seconds, and slowly said: "Uncle Tang, I know you have nullified my skills. My original intention was to do my best, but I can't accept such cruel kindness. Thank you for saving my life. This is the last time I called you Uncle Tang."

After saying that, he took another step and walked out.

"Wait!" Tang Haitian shouted.

Yang Yi stopped, but did not turn his head and stood quietly.

"Tang Ying, give him this thing." Tang Haitian took out an exquisite wooden box the size of a palm and called his daughter.

Tang Ying stood up and looked at Yang Yi in a daze, and took the wooden box from her father in a bit dull sense. She finally understood why Yang Yi had such a bad attitude towards her. It turned out that his father had destroyed his skills. Originally, although Yang Yi's family was destroyed, he still had the ability to stay with him. Now, Yang Yi is truly nothing!

"Brother Yang Yi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Tang Ying walked to the door and handed the wooden box to Yang Yi. He didn't know what to say, but just kept muttering sorry.

Yang Yi did not plan to ask for what Tang Haitian gave him. Tang Haitian seemed to know what he thought and said, "Please accept it, it's a mask. You need this thing very much now, otherwise you can't survive tomorrow with the power of other major families."

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, took the wooden box from Tang Ying, and said lightly to Tang Ying: "Thank you."

When Tang Ying heard Yang Yi's stiff thank you, the tears that had stopped suddenly flowed down like a flood that opened the gate, and she cried loudly, crying heart-wrenchingly, and her shoulders kept twitching.

"Brother Yang Yi, don't do this... okay..." Tang Ying timidly pulled Yang Yi's sleeves with his little hands, his beautiful eyes were red, and his sobs were choked, and his words were a little incoherent.

Yang Yi's heart suddenly felt ache, he looked up at the sky and closed his eyes, paying attention to the tears that were about to flow out. The next second, he opened his eyes and shouted suddenly: "Stop crying!"

Tang Ying was frightened by Yang Xuan and cried a little less, but then she heard Yang Yi say cruelly: "From now on, I will no longer be your brother Yang Yi. Remember, you are the eldest lady of the Tang family, and I am just an ordinary person with a broken family. We... are not people from the same world."

After saying that, Yang Yi was worried that his tears would fall, so he suddenly endured the severe pain from his abdomen and left with great strides.

As he drifted away, Tang Ying's crying behind him became louder and louder. He finally couldn't bear it, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

How could he be willing to hurt Tang Ying's heart? But he understood that Tang Ying's feelings for him were not cruel, Tang Ying would be hurt even deeper in the future. As he said, from then on, he will no longer be the young master of the Yang family, but just an ordinary person whose skills have been nullified.

Since there is no possibility of being together, why do you have to occupy a large and important position in Tang Ying's heart? This is not good for both of them.

...

Yang Yi was walking on a remote path, surrounded by a small forest.

His face was very pale and his abdomen was still very painful. However, Tang Haitian was very cautious and had just squandered Yang Yi's skills. Although it was painful now, it did not have much impact on his entire body. He would be cured as long as he recuperated for a few days.

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded loudly from the sky, and dark clouds rolled in. Not long after, the whole world darkened, and silver snake-like thunder and lightning danced freely in the sky, illuminating the sky from time to time.

Yang Yi raised his head blankly. After he came out of the Tang family's villa, he had been dragging his seriously injured body for nearly ten miles. He didn't know where he should go, nor how to survive in the future.

Now that the skills are being nullified, the meridians in the dantian are disordered, it is impossible to practice again. Do you really have to be an ordinary person and wait for death?

Thinking of this, Yang Yi clenched his fists unwillingly, and then let go. With his condition, he seemed to have no choice but to eat and wait for death.

He reached out and touched his face. The human skin mask that Tang Haitian gave him was very useful, extremely thin, and it was a bit cool and breathable when applied to his face, as if it was his own skin.

His face now looks a bit ordinary, compared to his handsome face before, one in the sky and the other underground, but his innate elegance is still hard to hide. Coupled with his slender figure, his ordinary appearance after wearing a mask, he has a different charm.

Suddenly, a loud noise in the sky—

Boom!

A huge silver lightning blew apart the sky and illuminated the entire world in an instant, even a little dazzling, which surprised Yang Yi, who was pale,: "Why do you feel that something is wrong with this lightning?"

At this time, a blue lightning bolt as thin as a hair came from an unknown space and suddenly slashed towards Yang Yi and drilled into his eyebrows!

boom!

Yang Yi didn't even have the chance to react, and his mind suddenly became blank. He was stunned and stood there blankly, allowing the raindrops falling from the sky to hit his body.

"Where is this? The spiritual energy seems to be a little thin." An old and majestic voice suddenly sounded, muttering to himself in Yang Yi's mind.

What's going on?!

After a moment of blanking in his mind, Yang Yi finally came back to his senses. He suddenly felt this sound and was shocked.

This voice... seemed to appear from the bottom of his heart or in his mind. Although Yang Yi found it incredible, his intuition told him that this is indeed something is happening!

"Who are you?" Yang Yi asked vigilantly.

"Don't bother who I am, I don't have much time to talk nonsense to you. I'll ask you, would you like to accept my inheritance?" The old voice asked directly, a little solemn and urgent.

Yang Yi was stunned: "What kind of inheritance?"

"Of course it is the inheritance of cultivation. Don't ask nonsense. Do you want to? If you want, I will immediately use the last trace of soul to 'induce the spirit into the body' to lead you into the door of cultivation; if you don't want to, I won't force you." The old voice seemed a little impatient and his tone was urgent.

Yang Yi's brain was running rapidly at this moment, digesting the information revealed by these few short sentences.

The sound suddenly appeared, extremely mysterious and strange. Judging from the meaning of his words, he seemed to be a trace of soul. Yang Yi was originally a martial arts practitioner, and he was at the level that ordinary people could not touch. He knew many secrets that ordinary people didn't know, but he had never heard of anyone like soul. Moreover, when he heard the tone of this sound, he seemed to be unable to do so. He wanted to find a successor to inherit the "mantle", which is the cultivation inheritance he mentioned.

It seems...this is not a bad thing!

"My dantian is broken." Yang Yi said, suddenly feeling a little expectant in his heart.

"I checked your body and there were only cracks in your Qihai Dantian. If you are willing to accept my inheritance, I will repair it for you!"

Repair the Dantian?

Yang Yi was shocked and suddenly felt a little excited. He was about to agree, but after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Senior, I have to ask another last question, why did you choose me?"

"You are the most precious innate spiritual body. Through my soul sensing, there are only three people who can accept my inheritance within a radius of thousands of miles, but the other two only have ordinary spiritual roots, which is far from comparable to you." The old voice spoke very quickly.

"Senior, I am willing to accept your inheritance!" Yang Yi's tone had some respect. Although he didn't know where this person came from and what the so-called inheritance was, Yang Yi understood that there was only one opportunity. He decided to accept it just by relying on the other party being able to repair his dantian for himself.

Perhaps, this person might be the immortal in the "fairyland". The things taught to him may also be the immortal magic in the fairyland!

The more Yang Yi thought about it, the more confident he became. Apart from the legendary immortals in the "fairyland", there would definitely be no such magical figures in the secular world. Only with the immortal skills can he have hope of revenge!

"Okay, decisive enough! You guy has picked up a huge advantage. If my soul had not only had a trace of remaining and could not gather anger, I might have taken you. Now, this opportunity I have worked hard to give you. If you have the opportunity to go to the Tianyuan Galaxy in the future, help me take care of my disciples and grandchildren, which is to repay my kindness to you. Now, I will repair your dantian for you and lead the spirit into your body!"

The old voice gave Yang Yi a hint of praise, but when the words fell, Yang Yi found that he could not control his body, as if he was like a marionette, controlled by an irresistible force.

He suddenly sat cross-legged, and what was extremely strange was that his whole body was actually suspended at a height of about one meter from the ground, showing a five-hearted heart towards the sky!

Immediately afterwards, a mysterious force completely stirred the air within a radius of fifty meters around, and became a mess. Countless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered madly with Yang Yi as the center, like a huge tornado vortex.

Yang Yi's whole body opened his 18,000 pores, absorbing the gathered spiritual energy into his body without leaving any trace.

"ah!"

The heart-wrenching pain came from every pore in the body, as if it was bitten by millions of ants. With Yang Yi's perseverance and nerve toughness, he completely fainted after roaring his head.

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