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Chapter 1 Returning as a Teenager

Busy streets.

A young man walks on the sidewalk.

One person, one sword, and one wearing a green shirt.

He has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and long black hair shawl, like an immortal!

"Finally back!"

Looking at the people and cars passing by on the street, he sighed softly, and his face showed a trace of vicissitudes of life that was very inconsistent with his age.

His name is Qin Fan. When he was fifteen years old, he went to Mount Tai for a trip with his family, but he lost his footing and fell off the cliff.

However, he did not die. Instead, he triggered the teleportation array and entered the fairyland by mistake.

Why is there a teleportation circle leading to the Immortal Realm in the bottomless abyss? Thinking of the ancient human emperors holding Zen ceremonies one after another on Mount Tai, he seemed to understand something.

In Chinese heritage, the Immortal Realm may have another name.

This return was just the right time to verify the bold conjecture in his mind.

He spent three thousand years in the Immortal Realm, cultivating swords with his own body, and achieved supreme swordsmanship. He was respected by the Immortal Realm as the number one swordsman, and was named the North Pole Sword Emperor.

He is also the most promising person in the Immortal Realm for tens of millions of years to break the shackles and pursue the origin of the universe.

However, when he was preparing to overcome the disaster, he suddenly found that he still had unresolved worries.

He knew that the concern was his family on earth.

If you are concerned, you will not be able to survive the catastrophe.

So, he spent three hundred years, exhausted all his cultivation, broke through three thousand world walls, and finally returned to Earth.

The Immortal Realm has lasted three thousand years, while the Earth has only lasted three years.

"Fortunately, my family is still here when I return!"

After three thousand years, even Qin Fan's Taoist heart could not help but tremble at the thought of seeing his parents and little sister again soon.

Qingshan County, Lakeside Garden Community, this is Qin Fan’s home.

An ordinary family of four.

Looking for memories, Qin Fan came to the door of the unit building and took the elevator to the 13th floor.

Standing in front of his house, Qin Fan suddenly felt a little homesick.

"It's been three years. My parents must have thought I was dead. They must be very sad!"

"There is also a little sister, she should be 12 years old now, she is about to grow into a big girl."

Qin Fan showed a smile, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door.

Boom, boom, boom!

After knocking, Qin Fan stood quietly outside the door and waited.

However, no one opened the door.

Qin Fan knocked on the door again and waited for a while, but still no one responded.

"Strange, aren't you at home?"

Qin Fan suddenly scratched his head and smiled to himself: "That's right, at this time, my little sister must have gone to school, and her parents are also at work, so naturally no one will open the door."

Just as Qin Fan was about to leave, a middle-aged woman walked out of the elevator. When she saw Qin Fan, she immediately asked: "Are you from this family?"

Qin Fan nodded.

"It's time to pay your property fees. You owe me property fees for a year. The property management people have come to see you several times, but you can't see anyone every time and can't get through on the phone."

I haven't paid property fees for a year.

That means no one has lived here for a year!

Qin Fan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Do you know where this family is?"

The woman shook her head: "I don't know, it seems like I haven't seen this family for more than a year."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

The woman opened the door and entered the house, still muttering: "Where is this actor from? He is also wearing a long gown!"

Qin Fan looked at the door and frowned.

"My little sister has been attending elementary school in a nearby school for only three years. She hasn't graduated yet, so her parents shouldn't move."

Qin Fan reached out and pressed on the door handle, opened the door violently, and walked in.

In the shoe cabinet at the door, a few slippers are neatly arranged.

The furniture in the living room is also very neat.

It's just that it's covered in dust.

Apparently, no one has lived there for a long time.

He came to his room, and the guitars and cartoon dolls in the room were still arranged as they were when he left.

But it was also covered in dust.

"Could it be that after my accident, my parents were afraid of seeing things and missing others, so they simply moved?"

"However, these things were not taken away. Obviously they did not sell the house."

"Unfortunately, I can't remember their mobile phone numbers and can't call them."

"Where should I find them in this huge crowd?"

"It seems that we can only wait here. As long as this house is not sold, they will come back one day."

Qin Fan cleaned the house inside and out, and sat on the sofa to think.

"Now that I'm back, I will inevitably have to go through this mortal world again."

"In this life, I shall be invincible in the world."

"However, at this moment, my cultivation level is exhausted, so I am just a little stronger than ordinary people. Even the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, the Haotian Sword, has turned into ordinary iron. A bullet can easily kill me."

"We must restore our cultivation as soon as possible."

Qin Fan immediately sat cross-legged on the balcony and started practicing.

Nine levels of immortality cultivation: foundation building, qi refining, spiritual communication, golden elixir, Yuanying, spiritual transformation, harmony with the Tao, Mahayana, and transcending tribulations.

Each realm is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage and Dzogchen.

Qin Fan practiced the "Ten Thousand Swords Art", used his body to cultivate swords, and swallowed thousands of swords in the world for his own use. Every time he swallowed a famous sword, his cultivation level skyrocketed.

The Art of Ten Thousand Swords is also divided into nine realms: Hiding the Sword, Raising the Sword, Refining the Sword, Controlling the Sword, Human Sword, Earth Sword, Heavenly Sword, Magical Sword, and Returning to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Corresponds to the Nine Realms of Immortal Cultivation.

As long as you enter the early stage of the Hidden Sword Realm, you will be able to possess huge strength, and your physical fitness will far exceed those of national-level athletes.

If you cultivate to the realm of sword control, you can even control the sword in the air, and cut mountains and seas with one sword strike.

"As far as I know, there are many famous swords on this earth that can be used to improve my cultivation."

"No matter what, let's enter the Hidden Sword Realm first."

This practice lasts for two days and two nights.

Qin Fan woke up from hunger.

"Sigh, the spiritual energy of this earth is too thin, much worse than the fairyland. When can we recover our cultivation?"

"And this body has not yet entered the inediate state, so it still needs to eat and drink water!"

"It's just that I'm penniless now and it's a bit difficult to deal with."

The dignified Immortal Emperor is now worried about money. If it were reported back to the Immortal Realm, Qin Fan and his old acquaintances would probably laugh out loud.

"It's better to find a way to make some money first."

Since you return to earth and want to make money, you must also abide by the laws of the secular world.

Of course, working part-time... is impossible.

Qin Fan thought for a while and couldn't think of any good solution. After all, his current cultivation level was too low.

He began to wander around the room, looking for anything he could use.

When he walked to the kitchen, he suddenly saw several mineral water bottles.

"Yes."

Qin Fan prepared three bottles, washed them, and then filled them with some water.

Finally, he sat cross-legged and drew mysterious and complex patterns on the mouth of the bottle. Then he formed a sword and pointed it at the mouth of the bottle.

After a while, the water in each bottle increased a lot.

Qin Fan found another piece of white paper and wrote on it: "Immortal spring water can cure all diseases!"

It is now six o'clock in the afternoon, a time when there is a lot of traffic.

Qin Fan left home and went to a nearby square. He spread a piece of black cloth on the ground and placed three bottles on it.

He has a sword, a green shirt, and long hair shawl. He is sitting on the edge of the square like an Internet celebrity.

"Wow, this guy is so cool!"

"With such good looks, I can definitely become an internet celebrity."

"Hey, he seems to be selling something? But what is he selling?"

Many people passing by stopped to watch for a few seconds.

However, when they saw Qin Fan selling mineral water with half a bottle, most people covered their mouths and laughed with disdain on their faces.

The two square dancing aunts took a look at the slogan on Qin Fan's stall.

"Fairy spring water can cure all diseases!"

Suddenly, the two aunts looked at Qin Fan with contempt.

"Oh, the world is really going downhill now. This kid looks like he is only 17 or 18 years old, and yet he comes out to commit fraud."

"Don't say that to me. I think it's not easy for this young man. He is self-reliant and much better than my little brat who only knows how to chew the old."

Qin Fan sat on the ground, closed his eyes and rested his mind, turning a deaf ear to those cold words.

He believed that in the vast sea of ​​people, there would always be one or two people who knew the right thing.

More than an hour later, two beautiful girls with tall figures and fashionable clothes passed by Qin Fan.

Suddenly, the beautiful woman in a white skirt came back and squatted in front of Qin Fan's stall, looking at the three bottles of water curiously.

The girl was wearing a white dress, with long black hair falling on her shoulders. She put on light makeup and was carrying a black Chanel bag. She was elegant and noble.

She glanced at Qin Fan, who was wearing a green shirt, long hair shawl, and holding a sword. She wanted to laugh, but she tried her best to hold it back.

"Why do you sell the leftover water to others?" Her voice was as sweet as a lark.

Qin Fan opened his eyes, glanced at her, and slowly introduced: "This is not ordinary water, but a fairy spring. Drinking it can cure diseases and strengthen the body."

The girl curled her lips in disdain.

However, looking at the unhurried Qin Fan, the girl suddenly felt as if she was facing a hundred-year-old wise man.

This feeling was so strange that she couldn't help but become interested.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to ask something, but it seemed a little difficult to say.

Finally, she bit her teeth, mustered up the courage, and spoke out.

"Um, let me ask, if drinking this water from you can make men become very powerful..."

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