Chapter 1 Struggle and Adventure
"I failed again... No matter how hard I tried, the final result, or the nine heavens, what should I do? Ten days later, it will be the final sect test. If I can't enter the condensing mirror at that time, I will definitely die.
In the evening, in the land of green mountains and green waters, a beautiful face, 17 or 18 years old, a thin and beautiful young man, sat cross-legged on the grass, retreating from the state of cultivation, his face full of disappointment and unwillingness.
It's hard to travel once and come to such a wonderful and infinite world full of miracles. Why do you encounter such an unlucky thing again!
The teenager's name is Xiao Chen.
Three days ago, Xiao Chen was just an ordinary high school student on the earth. He studied well, not tall or short, ugly or handsome. He belonged to the kind that could not be found in the crowd. After the college entrance examination, he went out to have a meal with several of his classmates, relaxed, drunk, and didn't know where he slept. However, when Xiao Chen woke up, he incredibly found that he had crossed into a strange world.
It took Xiao Chen three days to figure out and begin to adapt to his situation.
I crossed into a strange world that advocates immortality and martial arts, called the land of gods and demons. There are hundreds of races, martial arts flourishing, survival of the fittest, the strong are respected, all saints compete for hegemony, and immortals and demons stand side by side.
Those truly martial arts strongmen, with infinite power, can open up the world, cross mountains and seas, move tens of millions of miles in one thought, and kill millions of troops with one sword, like gods and demons.
Xiao Chen thought this was a good start.
But soon he found that after his soul penetrated, he unluckily inherited a body that could not be cultivated - attached to a registered disciple who had just died in the Izumo Sword Sect and was close to waste wood. Coincidentally, the name of this disciple, also known as Xiao Chen.
The former Xiao Chen can only be described in one word--
Failure!
He has practiced for ten years, but he has hardly made any progress. In addition, he is cowardly and often bullied, so that he has become a famous waste wood scum of the sect. After ten years of eating and drinking, he is about to face the sect test. Once he can't pass the test of the sect, he will die.
Because there is such a rule in the Izumo Sword Sect, Danfan has been a registered disciple of the Izumo Sword Sect for ten years. If it has not reached the spiritual realm in the last test, the sect will send these disciples to feed the soul-eating beasts as a loss of training such waste disciples, which is a cruel manifestation of strength to respect the world.
The condensing mirror can only be regarded as an introduction to the cultivation system of this world.
The system of this world, whether it is magic or Taoism, is divided into nine realms, namely induction, gas refining, concentration, spiritual consciousness, mystery, fish leap, virtual mirror, real mirror, and broken mirror.
Xiao Chen dares not expect the virtual mirror. The real mirror can often turn over the powerful realm. He can only refine gas, concentrate, shape the cyclone, and become a qualified martial artist.
But fate played a trick on him and gave him no chance to advance. He has stayed in the realm of induction for ten years and is regarded as the strongest abandoned son in history.
"Can I only wait to die?"
Xiao Chen looked up at the sky and had a strong unwillingness in his heart. He was unwilling to give in to fate. He felt that fate was simply joking with him and making himself a member of this wonderful fairy martial arts world. His new life waved to him, but made him a waste who could not practice martial arts. !
"Why? God, are you kidding me?" Xiao Chen couldn't help shouting.
The sound spread far away and echoed among the mountains.
At this time--
"Oh, isn't this Xiao Chen, the waste of Izumo Jianzong who has only been sensing nine heavens for ten years?"
A strange voice came from around.
Xiao Chen turned his head and saw three people coming not far away.
These three are all sixteen or seven-year-old teenagers, wearing the costumes of a famous disciple of Yunjian Sect. The first one is burly, muscular, full of fleshy, and has an unconcealed violence called Zhang Jian. In Xiao Chen's memory after the fusion, there is information about Zhang Jian. This person is usually rampant and bullying. Weak, many famous disciples of the Izumo Jianzong who are not as strong as him have suffered in his hands.
Moreover, it is worth mentioning that in the memory of the former owner of Xiao Chen's body, his predecessor was beaten to death by this sword. As for the reason, it was just because the former owner accidentally splashed a mouthful of saliva on his shoes and was beaten to death by Zhang Jian and a group of dog legs, so he also had a chance to wear Xiao Chen's soul. .
Of course, Zhang Jian and others did not know that the original Xiao Chen was dead. They didn't know at all that Xiao Chen was not the former Xiao Chen.
At this moment, as soon as Xiao Chen saw Zhang Jian, an anger from his soul surging in Xiao Chen's body uncontrollably - this is the last trace of resentment of the master in front of his body!
"Little rubbish, what's the name of the fucking ghost in the evening? A waste like you survives, is ashamed of the world, has no self-esteem, and has no strength. If I were you, I would have said that a piece of tofu would have been killed. How dare you still make noise here, which makes the uncle's ears quiet. Zhang Jian glanced at Xiao Chen and mocked condescendingly.
"That's right, hey, this kind of person lives to waste the food of the sect, and should have been thrown away to feed the soul-eating beasts for a long time!"
"Hahaha, that's right, this guy is a waste, scum, garbage, poor worm! I can't refine my energy for ten years. I've never seen such a waste wood. It looks disgusting.
The other two teenagers of the Yunjian Sect, named Liu Ping and Xu Qiang, are both the henchmen of Zhang Jian. At this moment, they surround the fleshy and violent Zhang Jian, bowed and agree flatteringly, but there was a relentless cynicism towards Xiao Chen.
Facing the cynicism of the three teenagers, Xiao Chen was expressionless and did not respond.
Because he understood a long time ago that if a mad dog barks at you, you can't bark back like him, because you are a decent person, not a dog!
"Huh? Brother Zhang, look at this boy's expression. He doesn't seem to pay attention to you? Among the three, Liu Ping, with a white face, had a sinister face, smiled gloomyly, and deliberately fanned the flames.
"Oh? Really... You little loser, how can you pretend to be deep in front of me today?" Zhang Jian looked up and down at Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's calm expression made him suddenly inexplicably angry. He came to Xiao Chen and slapped him directly. "Kid, when I see your face, I just want to slap you!" If I don't beat you, you won't be fucking happy!"
Bang!
Xiao Chen vomited blood and was pumped out.
Zhang Jian is the cultivation of practicing the air mirror, which is a big level higher than Xiao Chen. This palm is even more rude and contains true qi in it. Xiao Chen is just an ordinary feeling. How can he escape? In an instant, he was beaten to spray blood, and half of his face is high and swollen.
"Bah!" Xiao Chen opened his mouth and spit out dirty blood without making a meaningless struggle, but his eyes stared at the three people in front of him like a sword in the dark night.
Such an expression was completely unexpected by Zhang Jian and the other three.
Zhang Jian was stunned and was even more angry. Looking at Xiao Chen's high and swollen face, he stepped on Xiao Chen's chest and smiled fiercely, "What? Boy, are you still not convinced? Do you know what it feels like to be a strong man? Just one word - cool! That's what I want! I don't know why, when I slapped you, I felt better in an instant. Haha..."
Xiao Chen gritted his teeth tightly and said no words, but his fists clenched more tightly.
Today, his strength is far less than that of Zhang Jian. If he resists, there is only one way to die. Although Chuyun Jianzong is a gate school, he does not care about the life and death of the most peripheral personnel such as registered disciples. It's evening again, and few people come here. Even if they are killed, the sect will not investigate the cause of death.
This is the cruelty of this cold world.
"I know you hate it so much now, but what's the use of this? It's only that you are so weak. You are born to be beaten. Hey hey, I suddenly have a good idea. Why don't I beat you every day from today on? Speaking of this, Zhang Jian laughed and turned his head to Xu Qiang beside him. Liu Ping said, "Hey, listen to you two. If I forget to hit him one day, you must remind me."
"Haha... Brother Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely remind you."
"If Brother Zhang forgot to draw him, he would count the profits together and draw back four times and five times, haha!"
These two guys are extremely shameless and said gloatingly.
After saying that, the three of them humiliated Xiao Chen again, and then they left with satisfaction.
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The night wind blows gently.
The edge of the cliff has returned to calm.
Xiao Chen sat up slowly and gently touched her red and swollen cheeks, with a frightening hatred in her eyes.
Zhang Jian, wait!
Ten years is not too late to avenge a gentleman. I am no match for you now. Let's put up with it for the time being, but I will deeply remember today's scene. Sooner or later, I will repay you ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, and let you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy and repent for what you have done.
Night falls and the sky is full of stars.
The breeze floats, shaking the leaves and banging.
The brilliance of the stars, cold and deep, shines on Xiao Chen's blood-stained face, which looks a little horrible and miserable.
Xiao Chen looked at the starry sky, and an unprecedented strong desire rose in his heart.
Become stronger!
No matter what the price is, no matter how much suffering in the world is, no matter how difficult it is, you must become stronger, become a strong man who controls your own destiny and dignity, and never allow others to stand on your own head and trample on bullying.
Xiao Chen made a wish to the starlight all over the sky.
"Stars, witness my oath. I, Xiao Chen, made a vow here. From then on, no matter what price I pay, I must become stronger. I must stand at the peak of the world and use my fists and my sword to make all living beings tremble at my feet!"
It seems that everything has its own master...
The next moment, it seemed to be responding to Xiao Chen's wish, and an incredible thing happened.
Suddenly, in the bright dark night sky, a dazzling red meteor appeared without warning, cutting through the dark night sky. The beautiful tail pulled out a long red light and fell rapidly in the direction of Xiao Chen.
The red light is extremely gorgeous, even if it is fleeting, but where it passes, all the darkness is retreating for it. Because it is bright, all darkness can't block its path and hide its light.
The meteor crossed the sky and arrived in an instant.
"Damn... Did the stars sense my vow? Did you respond?"
Xiao Chen looked at this scene in a daze and was so shocked that he forgot to avoid it. He was hit by the meteor with an extreme speed, and an unprecedented heat poured into his body. Xiao Chen did not even exclaim and fainted.
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"Hey! Wake up, Xiao Chen, why do you sleep here? With this pleasant sound like a valley phill, a white and soft delicate jade hand gently pushed Xiao Chen's head, and his movements were very gentle.
"Hm?" Xiao Chen was awakened by the clear voice and opened his eyes sleepily. He was a little confused. The long sleepiness made him a little dull, but when Xiao Chen saw the owner of the voice, he was completely awake in an instant.
What kind of woman is this?
Xiao Chen can only say that it is too beautiful, especially her eyes, which are too clear and flexible, just like the beautiful snow lotus at the top of the ten-thousand-year-old snow mountain, like a fairy left in the mortal world.
Shaking his head, Xiao Chen immediately turned over and got up.
The beautiful girl in front of her is wearing a goose-yellow palace gauze skirt of the disciples of Chuyun Jianzong, and her arms exposed outside her clothes are white and snow, and her eyes are like a clear spring. When she is looking forward to it, she has her own elegant and elegant temperament, which makes people uncontrollably photographed.
"Ling...Ling...Sister Ling, why are you here?" Xiao Chen said in surprise.
Xiao Chen knows this beautiful girl.
Ten years ago, she and Xiao Chen entered the Chuyun Sword Sect, named Ling Shuiyan, and was also the object of Xiao Chen's bitter love. Even at this moment, maybe the subconscious in her body had not completely dissipated, so when Xiao Chen saw this beautiful girl, she still couldn't help but feel a burst of heart. .
The former Xiao Chen was obsessed. In order to help Ling Shuiyan pick a spiritual grass, he rolled off the cliff and almost died.
From that moment, Xiao Chen opened the heart of Ling Shuiyan, a simple girl, at the cost of her life. It can be said that Xiao Chen occupies a very important position in Ling Shuiyan's heart.
But later, Xiao Chen's cultivation was not good and his senses were not broken. He stayed in the area of registered disciples, while Ling Shuiyan was a beautiful girl of heaven, with extraordinary talent and went all the way up. Now he is a core disciple.
According to the memory of his previous life, Xiao Chen knew that Ling Shuiyan would often come to see himself in the past, and sometimes he would help him practice. He wanted to break through the induction, but he had never succeeded. The sword had also been severely taught by Ling Shuiyan because he bullied his predecessor, so he hated himself and wanted to revenge.
However, since Ling Shuiyan became a core disciple, he has rarely come. Maybe he is diligent in practice or there are too many things.
Therefore, Xiao Chen was surprised that Ling Shuiyan, a proud daughter of heaven, who was loved by thousands of people, suddenly appeared softly in the donkey shed area where registered disciples lived.
Looking at Xiao Chen, who was fascinated, Ling Shuiyan said faintly, "I need to go down the mountain and pass by here."
"So that's it." Xiao Chen nodded and suddenly realized that in fact, he knew that Xiao Chen knew that this was an excuse for Ling Shuiyan. In the past, when Ling Shuiyan came to see his predecessor, he said so.
He scratched the back of his head and suddenly thought of what happened last night. By the way, didn't you get hit by a meteor before? Unexpectedly, he was still alive and didn't seem to be injured at all. When he looked around, he was surprised to find that there was no trace of meteor falling on the ground, as if nothing had happened, and his face did not feel any swelling and pain at all. It was completely fine.
I...just slept all night?
And this sleep seemed to be very heavy, causing something not to be remembered at the moment of waking up.
"Brother Xiao Chen, you are going to take this out-door test in ten days. You are still..." Ling Shuiyan suddenly remembered something. In the middle of the words, Ling Shuiyan stopped, because she could see that Xiao Chen's strength was still too far away.
However, Xiao Chen didn't notice so much.
Because at this moment, before Xiao Chen had time to figure out what was going on, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "I need a chemical elixir."