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Chapter 1 A New Beginning

Qingcheng Town. Longmen Inn.

Ma Qian of Taishi Company once said: People will die one day, and they may be heavier than Mount Tai or as light as a feather. Lan Xiaoman now feels that if he stays here any longer, he will definitely be lighter than a feather when he dies.

This is the best inn in Qingcheng Town. The innkeeper’s surname is Hu, who is from the Western Regions. He has been in Chang’an, the capital, for more than ten years. It is thanks to the hard work of the couple in the past few years that they have accumulated the family business they have today, so

He is quite kind-hearted.

After traveling to the Tang Dynasty, Lan Xiaoman felt quite disappointed. There was no prosperous scene here that he had seen in history books before.

Lan Xiaoman couldn't figure out how he passed through that huge stone door. He had even forgotten the specific location now. He couldn't remember what happened after that.

With a creak, the door opened, and a girl walked in. It was Xiao Feiyan, yes, it was her.

"Feiyan, you...where have you been? I haven't seen you for so long?"

"Lan Xiaoman, why are you alone? Where are my sisters and the others?" Xiao Feiyan showed a strange expression.

"What?" This time it was Lan Xiaoman's turn to be stunned, "Don't you guys stay together?"

"How...why don't I remember anything? My mind is so messed up!"

"Me too, I don't even know how I got here?" Lan Xiaoman suddenly asked, "Then how do you know I'm here?"

"The shopkeeper told me."

"Shopkeeper? Is he from this store?"

"Yes."

"Then let's ask him and see what he knows."

Lan Xiaoman got dressed and immediately went downstairs with Xiao Feiyan.

"If you two want to have something to eat, just give us an order and we will send someone to the guest room." Shopkeeper Hu saw the two people walking down and stepped forward to say hello.

"Shopkeeper, you and I have never met each other, how do you know about us?" Xiao Feiyan asked first.

"That's right, we are strangers to each other." Shopkeeper Hu replied.

"Do you know how we ended up living in this store?" Lan Xiaoman asked.

"A friend of yours hired two sedans to bring them here."

"Friends?" they both asked in unison.

"Yes! What? Don't you know that you two are friends?" Shopkeeper Hu looked at the expressions of the two of them and was a little confused, "And he also paid the two of them various expenses for a month."

"What does he look like? How many people are there? Is he a boy or a girl?" Xiao Feiyan asked.

"He was wearing a bamboo hat and covering his face. He couldn't see clearly. He sounded like he was a man. He was the only one. I think those bearers were hired by him." Shopkeeper Hu recalled, "My surname is Hu.

If you two need anything, just give me an order."

"Okay, thank you, Shopkeeper Hu."

The two of them walked out of the door of the passenger station and looked at the bustling crowd. They didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Xiao Man, look...what do you think we should do?" Xiao Feiyan asked,

Looking at Xiao Feiyan's pleading eyes, Lan Xiaoman couldn't make up his mind for a moment: "Let's fill our stomachs first."

While the two were eating, they asked the waiter about the customs and customs here. The waiter was reluctant to talk at first, but when Xiao Feiyan gave him some money, he thanked him profusely and talked gushingly.

Absolutely.

Qingcheng Town is located on the coast of the East China Sea. The peak of the Tang Dynasty promoted the development of ancient Qingcheng's processing industry, transportation industry, commerce, education, culture and construction industry. It once had a gathering of talents, developed education, prosperous culture, and simple folk customs, and was known as

It is known as "an elegant Qingcheng, a hometown of benevolence and righteousness".

After eating, the two of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Outside Qingcheng Town. Jianhe Villa.

Lan Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the bed and opened his eyes, stopping the flow of blood energy. According to Lan Xiaoman's understanding of this system, it is not impossible for a mortal to advance through cultivation. Moreover, as long as the human star warrior uses blood energy to open up the meridians throughout the body

, coupled with Suilian's blood energy, he can transcend the world and reach the realm of earthly immortals. However, no matter what Lan Xiaoman does now, he has tried all kinds of methods, but he still finds that his blood energy is like a pool of stagnant water, with no intention of boiling.

In fact, Lan Xiaoman also accidentally discovered that he could advance to immortality in this system.

Here, warriors who cannot even achieve the most basic "blood energy first turn" are destined to live an ordinary life here.

He sighed. Yu Chen's miracle did not appear one day, and he was not depressed. He had only repeated this practice for a day or two. If it had been for a long time, he would have been disappointed. Lan Xiaoman could no longer

I was unwilling to be ordinary, so I never gave up the possibility of struggling and hoping.

Lan Xiaoman walked to the window, opened it, and saw a bright and beautiful scene. The grass sprouted new buds, yellow winter jasmine, white apricot blossoms and pale pink peach blossoms all opened one after another. New growths grew on the willow trees.

There are several servants chatting together in the small pavilion by the roadside, and children are chasing and playing in the open space. The ice in the lake slowly melts, and the water is so clear that you can actually see a few

Small fish swim leisurely in the water. Butterflies fly up and down among the flowers, looking very happy. Industrious little bees are busy collecting sweet pollen among the flowers, and the birds chirp, freely and freely.

Flying under the blue sky.

Lan Xiaoman couldn't help but think of Meng Haoran's poem, and blurted out: "I don't know the dawn in spring sleep, I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, I know how many flowers have fallen."

"Good poetry, really good poetry. I didn't expect you could compose poetry."

Suddenly a girl's admiration came from behind.

No need to look back, Lan Xiaoman knew that Xiao Feiyan must be the one to take care of her. From today on, she will bring a basin of hot water into the house on time every day. Although Chen Mo can't even reach the level of blood, but living in a big city

Even the ninth-level warriors in the Tang Dynasty would be envious.

Xiao Feiyan became Lan Xiaoman’s maid! She called him Young Master.

Lan Xiaoman bought a bottle of Fascination Powder from Shopkeeper Hu, and the user will follow the user wholeheartedly.

"Although the young master cannot practice martial arts, his literary talents may not be comparable to those of the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty." Xiao Feiyan said from the bottom of her heart.

"I don't have any literary talent." A gust of willow wind blew away, and Lan Xiaoman still shivered, "This is a poem by Meng Haoran, a poet of this dynasty."

Xiao Feiyan immediately said with concern: "The willow wind here is still cold, young master, be careful if you catch a cold." After saying that, he added some charcoal to several braziers in the house, then closed the windows tightly, and the temperature in the house immediately rose.

, warm as spring.

"Master, are you going to exercise today?" Xiao Feiyan brought hot water to wash Lan Xiaoman.

Since Lan Xiaoman bought Jianhe Villa and became the owner here, he has maintained the habit of dancing to the sound of chickens. Although he has been unable to circulate his blood for so many years, he believes that as long as he exercises his body like this every day, one day the quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.

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After a quick wash, Lan Xiaoman asked Xiao Feiyan and the other maids to water the flowers in the house before going out.

Several maids sighed when they saw Lan Xiaoman practicing so hard.

"Master Lan is really kind, caring so much about us."

"Yes, the master we served before either beat or abused us."

"It's a pity that the young master is such a good person, but he can't practice martial arts. What will he do in the future?"

"Stop talking and work hard." Xiao Feiyan ordered, silently looking at Lan Xiaoman's back and shaking her head.

Sometimes, she was a little confused. Why did Lan Xiaoman have to treat him like this? Could it be his current situation...

Lan Xiaoman shivered, shrank his shoulders, and ran slowly on the road leading to the town. Although it was already spring, it was still relatively close to the north, so the spring breeze was still very cold.

It happened to be morning at this time, and there were very few people on the street. Even the earliest businesses had not opened yet. But Lan Xiaoman was not the first person in the town.

The small town's competition ground.

A group of boys and girls aged fifteen or sixteen were already boxing in the square, practicing their skills.

The Tang Dynasty is divided into three major races: humans, demons, and immortals. There are a total of twelve characters. Each race has four characters with different characteristics. According to the different conditions for recruiting disciples of each sect, they can join any of the four sects.

, and can also use two of the six weapons at will.

Human Star is the limit for every novice martial artist.

The human star has four realms: Nine Revolutions of Blood and Qi, Penetrating Any Supervision, Wuye Minghuo, and Flying into the Sky. Among them, the Nine Transformations of Blood and Qi are the foundation of all human warriors. Warriors use blood and energy to cultivate the whole body, and can circulate blood and energy throughout the body as one revolution.

Taking blood energy to a certain stage as a turn.

These boys and girls are thinly dressed, but they are not afraid of the cold at all. Their blood is strong, like a burning flame. Even from a far distance, they feel the heat coming towards them. A stream of blood is emitted from the bones to the outside of the skin. It can be seen that the blood has been refined to the internal organs.

The weapon and bone marrow are like those of a warrior with blood energy level six or above.

The applause was like thunder, and the fanned wind hit people's faces.

Among this group of teenagers, the girl at the head is even more outstanding. She is dressed in white, has long flowing hair, and has a plump body that shows the girlish beauty. There is a cold air in her eyes. Compared with other warriors with blood energy level six or above,

The girl's palm technique is lighter, more elegant, and has a natural beauty.

Seeing this girl, Lan Xiaoman frowned.

He has been in Qingcheng Town for more than a day or two, and he still has a relatively deep understanding of things in the town.

The girl's name is Mao Wanlian, and she is the richest daughter of the Mao family in Qinglong Town. The Mao family has been deeply rooted in Qingcheng Town for hundreds of years and is truly a local snake.

Recently, Lan Xiaoman's high-profile rise in the town has stimulated Mao Jia's power, so Mao Wanlian doesn't really want to see him.

"Lan Xiaoman, you didn't have a good rest at home, and you went out to pick up girls again?"

Mao Wanlian stopped practicing martial arts and felt very uncomfortable when she saw Lan Xiaoman running long distance.

When other people saw Lan Xiaoman running towards him, they all stopped practicing their internal skills. When they saw their master laughing at him, they immediately echoed the girl's words and said sarcastically. (To be continued)


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