"The person I love is an unrivaled protagonist. One day he will wear golden armor and holy clothes, step on seven-color clouds, and come to kill me in front of everyone's attention!"
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Yuanyang Continent is a world of martial arts!
It is said that there was a mysterious power in ancient times that divided the continent into five parts!
Located in the far west of the Eastern Continent, Zhenwu Shengsong, a behemoth that controls thousands of miles of surrounding mountains and rivers, is located here.
In the Zhenwu Holy Sect, there are white cranes chirping, auspicious clouds descending from the sky, and spiritual springs as majestic as the sea gushing into the sky.
A monk stepped on his sword and was thousands of miles away in an instant.
A strong man shook his fist, and the basalt stone turned into debris all over the sky in the explosion.
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Yannan Peak is located in the center of Zhenwu Shengzong. The peak is as tall as a tower and towers into the clouds.
White clouds are floating on the top of the peak and mist is wrapped around it.
Xu Zimo was dressed in white clothes, which looked better than white snow, with broken hair flying in the cold wind and deep and boundless eyes.
The thin figure stood on the edge of the cliff, and the breeze blew the white clothes loudly.
"I am reborn!" Xu Zimo was stunned. After three minutes of silence, it was another three minutes.
"Shouldn't rebirth be the routine of the protagonist? But my setting is that of a villain!"
Xu Zimo began to check his own situation. His current situation should be regarded as soul penetration.
This frail body was unimaginable. He was convinced that he had returned to the day when he was fifteen years old, when he was about to start practicing spiritual practice.
But this time he was reborn, he not only had all the memories of his previous life, but also...
In the abdomen of the body, a ball condensed by laws floats quietly like this. The ball's light is restrained and its surface looks ordinary.
But if you look closely at its interior, you will find that the sphere has its own space, with rays of light, dew on the grass, and the sun rising in the east.
There are endless changes within the sphere, and the power emanating from it seems to be able to flatten the mountains under its feet with just a hint of it.
Xu Zimo felt a familiar aura from inside the ball. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he thought of something incredible.
The round bead was something he accidentally obtained in his previous life. Its use is unknown for the time being, but the round bead is particularly helpful in tearing apart space.
Xu Zimo still remembered the day he was defeated. He integrated all of his divine vein realm cultivation into the ball. He wanted to use the ball to tear apart the space and escape, but he did not expect to be reborn as a teenager.
He finally understood why he felt familiar when looking at the round bead. Isn't the energy in the round bead the same as the divine vein realm cultivation that he had integrated into it in his previous life?
Xu Zimo's whole body was shaking with excitement. He was confident that as long as he was given a year, he would be able to use this energy to return to the realm of divine veins.
The road to martial arts is difficult!
It’s as difficult as going up to the sky!
One step at a time!
Human beings begin to practice in the mortal realm, exercising their flesh and blood, polishing their muscles and bones, and tempering their skin.
It trains the five internal organs internally and the skin, flesh, muscles and bones externally.
After the body is polished, it is necessary to open the body's veins, communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and enter the spiritual vein realm.
These nine realms are called the Nine Meridians of Climbing Heaven.
Xu Zimo looked at the distant skyline. He could now mobilize the energy in the ball at will. Even with just a thought, he could complete the tempering of the mortal realm and directly reach the spiritual vein realm.
It would be easy to absorb this energy within a year and then return to the Divine Vein realm.
But he is not in a hurry now. The first thing is that he is now in the Zhenwu Holy Sect, and his father is extremely concerned about his cultivation. He does not want others to discover his abnormality.
As for the second one, Xu Zimo is not busy improving his cultivation, he is enjoying the current atmosphere.
Everything is still there, and there is room for redemption.
Father, Ruhu, Xiao Dingtian, and the girl standing by the Willow River with tears streaming down her face in the wind, cried to herself that she wanted to spend an ordinary life with her.
After all, he betrayed everyone, and after a narrow escape, he was finally defeated by the sword of the protagonist Chu Yang.
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Xu Zimo looked into the distance. His white clothes merged with the mist. The wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. There was a hint of madness in his smile.
"Chu Yang, in my previous life, I was just a slightly bigger stone on your way to the top.
Old Man Samsara, the golden-fingered grandfather of the protagonist, I am just an insignificant pawn on your chessboard.
But in this life, I will jump out of the chessboard and be in charge of the chess pieces. I will use all living beings as chess pieces, the heaven and earth as the chessboard, and control eternity."
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The courtyard where Xu Zimo lives is in the middle of Yannan Peak. There are medicinal herbs in bloom on both sides of the road, blue rainbows intertwined with purple stripes, and auspicious animals running into the distance, with their bodies glowing with rays of light.
If any of the bright-colored fruits on the spiritual trees on both sides were released to the outside world, they would be the spiritual fruits that ordinary people would fight over.
But here, it is just an ornamental object that embellishes the scenery along the way.
Xu Zimo came to the courtyard, and guard Zhang Zhongtian was waiting at the door from a distance.
"Sir, the deputy sect master just asked someone to tell you that if you have nothing to do, go to his place. He has something to tell you," Zhang Chongtian said respectfully.
"I know," Xu Zimo nodded, and accompanied by Zhang Chongtian, walked towards Qingshan Peak.
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Three years ago, the current head of the Zhenwu Holy Sect reached the peak of the Holy Vein Realm due to his cultivation, in order to seek the last hope of entering the Divine Vein Realm.
He gave up the power to the deputy sect leader Xu Qingshan, and went to the world of mortals alone, hoping to find a breakthrough in the ordinary return to truth.
Since then, deputy sect leader Xu Qingshan has become the most powerful person in the Zhenwu Sheng Sect, and Xu Zimo is Xu Qingshan's only son.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the crown prince of the entire Zhenwu Holy Sect.
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Xu Zimo knew that his father would probably talk to him about cultivation at this time.
He is only fifteen years old now, just able to step into the basic threshold of cultivation.
Before the age of fifteen, the meridians and internal organs in the human body have not yet formed, are relatively fragile, and are not easy to practice.
Basically, people in the entire Yuanyang Continent started to embark on the path of cultivating immortals at the age of fifteen.
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Xu Zimo came to the top of Qingshan Mountain, where the most powerful person of the Zhenwu Holy Sect lived. There were not many splendid buildings and pavilions here.
There was just an ordinary cabin, a slow and clear river, and a middle-aged man in a blue shirt sitting on the ground by the river.
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Xu Zimo stood by the river and looked at his father quietly.
He didn't speak, and neither did Xu Qingshan.
The father and son have an amazing understanding of each other.
After a long time, a wisp of breeze in the air seemed to break the rare silence, and Xu Qingshan slowly raised his head.
This is a very ordinary middle-aged man. He is wearing a simple green shirt and does not have a frightening aura on his body.
