The Dragon from Hell

All the memories came back, and Qin Feng finally recalled these unbearable pasts.

He screamed wildly: "No, impossible, this is impossible!"

"These are all fake!"

"This must be a fantasy that disturbs my state of mind!"

He waved his arms wildly, and this time even the tearing feeling in his lower back did not stop him.

"Heaven will not do this to me, how could it be a dream? I clearly, clearly felt it!"

"I am a cultivator in the Tribulation Period, I am the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, and I am a natural Taoist!"

Qin Feng's eyes were red, and his crazy posture scared the servants who were still punching and kicking him.

Originally, he wanted to continue to hit him a few more times, but seeing his appearance, he seemed to be afraid that Qin Feng would go crazy and hurt himself.

He spat at Qin Feng's face with disdain: "Damn, he's going crazy again, so unlucky!"

After saying that, he simply pulled away: "You're just dreaming here, I wonder how long you can hold on!"

The sound of locking came, and Qin Feng had not yet come out of his collapsed mood.

He grabbed his hair, his eyes red, and kept asking himself why this happened.

But more and more memories emerged in his mind and appeared in his nightmares.

Over the years, he has never left the Qin family, he has always been in Lingfeng City.

He remembered how the people from Wuxiang Sect came and how they left, and those voices echoed in his ears.

"This child... I'm afraid he's useless."

"Elder, don't we need to help him? If we can find the spirit bone, maybe..."

"It's useless, it's just a fire spirit bone. The immortal gate doesn't lack people with such qualifications. There's no need for us to waste time."

...

Then he remembered that he was holding a broken mortal sword, kneeling on the ground and crying with joy, and even dripping his blood on it: "This, this is the Wanjun Sword!"

Then he was "cultivating", and then he saw that he burned down his yard with a fire, almost burning his wife and children to death, and insisted that he was slaying demons!

Then one day, he stood on the highest roof of his house, still carrying the broken mortal sword, wearing dirty clothes, holding his head high and his hands behind his back, shouting loudly that he was about to pass the tribulation.

It turned out that everything he had "experienced" was just a big dream of his, all directed and performed by himself in his crazy state.

Those things he "really experienced" turned out to be illusions.

Qin Feng fell from the top of the cloud to the bottom of the valley, and was shattered to pieces in an instant.

It took him a month to fall into complete madness. He thought that it was God playing a trick on him, making him fall from the clouds again and again.

This was the second time. Would the next time be the time when he was shattered to pieces?

During this month, Qin Feng stayed in that cold and smelly house, starving, and was beaten by his former servants.

During this period, he tried to tell the person in front of him that he was not crazy and that he was already well.

But the other party did not believe what he said, and even beat him more fiercely. The more he said he was not crazy, the more he would not let him have an easy time.

Finally, Qin Feng could not bear such a huge gap. He knew that he could not fight back with his broken body, let alone subdue the person in front of him.

Perhaps the servant had seen that he had returned to normal, because he saw panic in the man's eyes twice.

At this time, Qin Feng figured it out: whether he was crazy or not, he must be crazy.

Because the servant was responsible for taking care of him, he was sent to this room for several months, and the servant insulted him extremely.

When the servant found out that Qin Feng was really no longer the high-ranking young master, and even the master and his wife no longer cared about him, the servant began to intensify.

If Qin Feng regained his former identity at this time and became the high-ranking young master who could decide his life or death with just a word, how should he deal with it?

These days, in addition to being panic, the servant sometimes even tested him to see if he was really well and if he still remembered everything in the past.

Qin Feng's wounds caused by the spirit bone were too serious now, and he could not resist or escape.

If he did not continue to act crazy and stupid, once the servant found out that he was really well, he did not dare to kill him once or twice, but what if the servant found out that he remembered everything in the past?

Although Qin Feng fell into the abyss twice, he refused to give up. His pride was stronger than anyone else.

So he really started to act crazy and stupid, and was beaten stupidly during the day to reassure the servants who had not yet thought of killing him, while constantly trying to repair his body at night.

Yes, he always felt that God had actually given him a chance.

Let him experience everything in his crazy dream,It also made him remember those obscure immortal methods.

He was not sure whether the immortal methods in his dream were real, but he had no choice now.

Fortunately, he had actually practiced before his spirit bone was cut out, and he still remembered those spiritual power-circulating techniques.

And most importantly, he had read a book about mortal bone body cultivation at that time.

The core of body cultivation - no destruction, no establishment!

It happened that he had to break and establish now.

He had no spirit bone, so he had no choice but to start a body cultivation path.

In the next year, he endured the beatings of the servants every day during the day. The other party seemed to be afraid that he was not crazy enough, and he kept attacking his head and the place where his spirit bone was cut out.

But these injuries just made Qin Feng successful, because body cultivation was originally to break his body and then reshape it.

Day after day, finally one day, he succeeded.

He could stand up again and had the power to resist, so he waited for an opportunity, killed the servant, and re-entered the Immortal Gate with the help of Qin Yu who came home for the last visit.

Everything that happened later was basically known to the people present.

Qin Feng entered the Wuxiang Sect, became an inner disciple, and was favored by An Jingfu.

Afterwards, he won the championship at the Immortal Gate Conference and became the only successful person who cultivated immortals with mortal bones.

He was proud and stood up again with his pride.

He had fallen into the dust, but now he really achieved everything in his dream, and with a mortal body!

But one day, when he was sleeping peacefully, he was awakened by a burst of shouting and cursing in the middle of the night.

He couldn't help frowning: he was already the top cultivator in the Immortal Gate, living alone on a peak. At this time, there should be a barrier outside his hall, and no one should be able to enter.

He was a little confused, but when he got up, he found that it was very dark around him and the night pearl was not lit.

He walked to the door and opened it to see who was making the noise.

Before he could touch the door, it was suddenly kicked open.

Then his eyes widened rapidly, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief—it was the servant!