In this sea of worlds, it is a title that is enough to crush all eternity.
When he first traveled to this world, Zhuang Jiutian thought that with his understanding of the "so-called plot", cultivation was not as simple as eating and drinking, and that it would only take a matter of minutes to become an emperor and become an immortal.
Or reaching the plateau and becoming an immortal existence above the sacrificial path is a matter of course.
Unfortunately, reality taught him the importance of a clear mind. The "so-called plot" is just a record of this world's history and absolutely cannot represent real life.
Just like reading history, we can understand the major events that happened in the past years, but we can never understand the various human conditions during that period. Because many common sense and details of life will not be recorded in history books
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After being chased almost to death by monsters in the wilderness, Zhuang Jiutian finally realized that he had come to a real world, a world that could kill him at any time.
Moreover, the era he lived in was not any period in the trilogy that he was familiar with.
When he first learned that it was the Heavenly Court founded by Emperor Zun that ruled the universe at this time, he was really dumbfounded.
What makes him even more "terrified" is that the "ancestral talisman" that brought him to this world has disappeared.
When he first arrived, he looked like a young man in trouble who had been robbed by bandits. Even his clothes had been stripped off. The only thing that made him happy was that a trip through time allowed him to rejuvenate and become the boy he was when he was twelve or thirteen years old.
Look.
It was precisely because he had the appearance of a young boy that he safely passed through the first dangerous moment.
After all, when a young man is in trouble, there are always kind-hearted people who will lend a helping hand.
If he was still the adult he was before, I am afraid that what was waiting for him would not be the helping hands of the hunters, but the ironwood arrows in the hands of the hunters that would kill him.
After all, it is the instinct of thieves to release bait to "hunt".
This was something Zhuang Jiutian learned after he helped solve several difficult problems in the village.
If he had not been a teenager at that time, I am afraid that what awaited him would be a cruel hunt. These people living in the wilderness would never be so kind as to save an adult of unknown origin. If they did, not only would they be
If it brings trouble to the village, it may even bring disaster to the entire tribe.
These are the experiences summed up by people living in the wilderness after going through bloody lessons.
Although they cannot practice, it does not mean that they have not seen monks. You must know that the area where their tribe is located is located in Mount Tai, which exudes the rich essence of heaven and earth.
After a short stay in the village, when Zhuang Jiutian bid farewell to the village chief and said that he was going to study with a teacher, the village chief and elders did not try to persuade him to stay, but bid him farewell warmly.
Later, Zhuang Jiu finally figured out why they bid farewell warmly.
It's not that he is popular, it's that the villagers regard him as the god of plague.
The villages that are able to gain a foothold in the wilderness, although they are not treacherous and evil people, they are definitely not "holy saints" or bad people.
For a person of unknown origin, you may not hurt him, but it does not mean that you will accept him.
It was only after Zhuang Jiutian was able to calm down that he figured out the truth here.
The way mortals survive is often so simple and unpretentious.
Because of this, Zhuang Jiutian, who was trapped in the cave, did not miss them, but was very satisfied with his situation.
Moreover, after he found a way to refine his mind, he became more able to accept being alone for a long time.
Mortals are social creatures. Once they are separated from the group for a long time, they will feel lonely and afraid, and eventually become insane. But monks are different.
Their concept of time is different from that of ordinary people. They can live alone for tens, hundreds or even thousands of years without feeling depressed due to loneliness.
Although Zhuang Jiutian was still a mortal at this time, the mind-refining method he had discovered was definitely extraordinary.
Drawing the "Milk Can Ancestral Talisman" at a fixed time and place every day is the heart-refining method that Zhuang Jiutian discovered.
Although the talisman he drew was just in shape but not meaningful, when he concentrated on drawing the "milk jug", he would feel physically and mentally happy, and all the negative emotions would dissipate.
This painting took several years.
After finishing today's homework, Zhuang Jiutian became full of energy.
Then I started to think about bits and pieces of my past.
Don't get me wrong, he is not reminiscing about the past, but trying to find the "golden finger" in his memory that he may have forgotten.
After all, he is just a mortal and has never learned any cultivation method. It is simply wishful thinking to create a cultivation method suitable for this world out of thin air.
That’s why he dreams of finding his own “system plug-in”.
Unfortunately, for several years, he gained nothing.
Why does he still do this? It's just that he has made "recalling the past and discovering bits and pieces" a habit.
Another fruitless day.
Zhuang Jiutian sighed secretly that his destiny was no longer there, and finally returned to the stone couch and fell into a deep sleep.
The cave he occupied was a cave opened by a monk for retreat. It contained all kinds of items. Except for a sealed secret room that could not be opened, he was able to enter other places.
Except for the restrictions in the medicine garden and the secret room, there are no restrictions in other parts of the cave. There is only a magic circle that wraps the entire cave.
Zhuang Jiutian also took advantage of this favorable location to live safely here for several years.
Without the protection of the formation, he might have become food in the monster's mouth.
Just at this moment, a dull crashing sound came from outside the cave again.
"winter!"
"Winter, winter,..."
Zhuang Jiutian knew without leaving the house that the blue-scaled eagle had come to attack the formation again.
Everyone wants a good place, and the cave where Zhuang Jiutian lives is the perfect place for the blue-scaled eagle to build its nest.
After all, this is not the first time that the blue-scaled eagle has broken the formation.
Zhuang Jiutian has already adapted to this level of impact.
At first, he was still a little scared when facing this kind of ferocious beast.
But later, after seeing the strength of the cave-protecting formation, he regarded the green-scaled eagle's useless behavior of breaking the formation as a kind of fun.
For some reason, the Blue Scaled Eagle was extra patient today. In the past, he would leave after trying seven or eight rounds.
But tonight, he has launched more than ten rounds of attacks, but he is still attacking the formation with undiminished strength.
There is a strong intention to never give up until this formation is broken.
After a while, the movement outside was still there, and Zhuang Jiutian had a bad feeling.
He quickly put on his clothes, picked up a sword that felt cold to the touch, and carefully came to the door of the cave.
Outside the formation, the Green Scaled Eagle seemed to be going crazy for some reason, attacking the formation barrier again and again. Looking at the dented paw prints that appeared on the barrier, a flash of light flashed in Zhuang Jiutian's eyes.
worry.
The Green Scaled Eagle is becoming more and more powerful.
In the past, his attacks could not shake the formation at all, and there would be no claw marks on the barrier.
Holding the sword in his hand tightly, Zhuang Jiutian kept encouraging himself in his heart, hoping that the sword in his hand would not let him down.
Zhuang Jiutian has tested the sturdiness of this sword belonging to the original cave owner many times.
I hope it can withstand the blue-scaled eagle's talons that are sharper than alloy.
"Chirp..."
Suddenly, the green-scaled eagle let out a sharp cry, which even penetrated the barrier protecting the cave, causing Zhuang Jiutian's eardrums to sting.
"No, he's about to use his ultimate move."
Zhuang Jiutian's expression suddenly changed. Looking at the blue-scaled eagle swooping down from the sky, his heart directly rose to his throat.
Both hands subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at the swooping blue-scaled eagle.
"Kacha!"
There are signs that the barrier protecting the cave is broken.