"I'm not afraid of losing, not afraid of failure, and not afraid of shame. But I couldn't stand that I didn't even have a chance to lose. I worked hard to the point of vomiting blood, and worked hard to the point of shock. It was all in vain. This world does not belong to me, Zhao Chu. This world does not belong to me, Zhao Chu.
Zhang Yingjun’s handsome face doesn’t belong to me, Zhao Chu. The whole world has abandoned me, yes, I don’t belong here either!”
Zhao Chu stood on the edge of the abyss facing the wind, half of his feet already out.
He held a palm-sized bronze mirror in his hand, and seriously and solemnly questioned the face in the mirror... that face, his own.
Every line on his face seems to have been carefully carved by a master, like a natural work of art. The man in the mirror, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a jade-like face, is gentle and elegant, and is so handsome that, let alone others, he almost falls in love with himself.
"For a year, I have been crazy, cried, laughed, cursed, hated, and complained in this world. It's useless, it's useless at all. I'm just a spectator, a stranger standing on the opposite side of the world.
, a strange and clichéd waste, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, I want to return to... the earth."
"This was a nightmare, and now it's time to wake up."
anger!
Zhao Chu squeezed the bronze mirror tightly, his flawless white palms showing blue veins.
On Earth, although Zhao Chu did not have such an earth-shattering handsome face, he still had a smooth journey, and he could be regarded as pretending to be a junior. From elementary school, he was the captain of the Five Stripes, to the president of the student union at the university, and he was the highest leader among his peers all the way.
.He is a man who really goes to pieces for the awesomeness he once boasted about.
Three years after graduation, he relied on his hard work to buy a house in the imperial capital and was promoted to the youngest general manager of a real estate company.
In the second half of his life, he has already opened up a prosperous road, and he is just waiting for Zhao Chu to skillfully show off all the way until he retires.
Unfortunately, during the inspection of the construction site, a worker dug out an antique. As soon as he picked it up to look at it, he was hit by a steel bar. As soon as he closed his eyes and opened them, he became a martial arts student in the world of cultivation.
"Didn't you say that everyone in time travel has a golden finger? Damn it, it's all in vain. I've been taking care of you carefully for a year, oiling and waxing it. Get out of here."
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Chu shook his arm hysterically. The bronze mirror he had treasured for a year was thrown into the abyss. A calm parabola cut through the sky, and Zhao Chu let out a deep breath. The last concern of this world
, disappeared into thin air.
This bronze mirror is the source of his time travel, an antique from the construction site.
…
"I came to this world because of an accident. If I cause another accident, I will definitely be able to return to the imperial capital. I haven't picked up the sexy red BMW 3 Series I just ordered, my house is half-decorated, and I'm flirting with three green tea bitches
, there is also a female boss who gets a fever when she sees me. I haven’t repaid my mortgage for a long time. The bank should not confiscate my house. No, I have to try to go back quickly and wake up from the dream."
"In Xiangfeng Martial Academy, I am just an auditor with a warning and will be expelled next month. I, Zhao Chu, have been proud and pretending for half my life. Now break my knees and make me worship others?
My glassy heart doesn’t allow it either…”
"I can work hard, I can go all out, but I am a man, and a man cannot be as cowardly as a dog. There is no way out, so I have to find a new way!"
Staring into the bottomless abyss, the thick fog halfway up the mountain looked like a squirming meat grinder. Zhao Chu gritted his teeth and kept cheering himself up to overcome the fear in his heart.
As long as you jump, you have a chance to return to earth.
…
"Young man, are you ready to jump off a cliff to die?"
The moment Zhao Chu held his breath in his chest and flicked the muscles of his feet, an old voice appeared behind him like a ghost.
"Young man, you look good and handsome. I would like to ask, what is the BMW 3 Series you are talking about? A magic weapon? Also, what kind of tea is Green Tea Bitch? Is it a new variety studied by tea ceremony masters? It can calm your mind.
, or the concentration of spiritual thoughts.”
Zhao Chu turned around and saw that he was an old man with white hair, wearing a linen robe, who was nothing like the elegant elders of Xiangfeng Martial Academy.
"My world, my loneliness, my pride, what do you, a native, know? Don't delay me in finding my way home."
Zhao Chu raised his eyelids slightly, and faced an indifferent person who transcended the contempt of everyone and struck directly into the deepest part of the old man's heart.
On the top of a mountain in the wilderness, an old man appeared. He was either a master or a master with mental illness. In the past, Zhao Chu would have become a disciple devoutly, but a year of despair wiped out all his hopes.
This body has narrow meridians and a blockage point every centimeter. If you dissect it, it is worse than a live pig. Except for the face, it is really a peerless waste.
Yes, God has opened the door for you, or the door, but the price is to demolish your house!
For a moment, the old man's face turned stiff.
At the age of seventeen, a student who is about to graduate from Xiangfeng Martial Academy has awakened a spiritual vein, which is unprecedented in history. This kind of thing is unparalleled in history. The nine major cultivation sects of the Qinggu Kingdom have to awaken six spiritual veins as a minimum standard for accepting disciples. This
Guy, when you say you're trash, you're just praising him.
But what is this inscrutable and mysterious contempt?
Such condescending contempt came from the depths of his soul. The old man had not tasted it for so long that he almost forgot its bitter taste.
…
"Third Grandpa, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Hey, this person?"
Huang Lingling was seventeen years old, with extremely long eyelashes. She had a strict upbringing since she was a child, and her every frown and smile revealed the orthodox temperament of a lady. But at this moment, her pretty cheeks felt angry for no reason.
Zhao Chu, a celebrity in Xiangfeng Martial Arts Academy, a combination of contradictions, a regrettable role model!
In terms of handsomeness, this young man can be called the best in the history of Xiangfeng Martial Academy.
When it comes to scumbags, this boy is still the well-deserved number one.
Awakening a spiritual vein is a shame to the entire Xiangfeng Martial Arts Academy. This month, three students in the Martial Arts Academy were given probation notices for detention because their strength was too low. The remaining two defective products were again, anyway.
Two spiritual veins were awakened.
It’s a pity that such a beautiful face doesn’t live up to expectations, huh!
Although Huang Lingling and Zhao Chu have never had any intersection, everyone has a love for beauty. If it is a popular face, Huang Lingling will ignore it directly. But Zhao Chu clearly has a face that cannot be ignored, but he is a waste.
Unparalleled.
"Third Grandpa, let's go there to practice. I like to practice quietly."
After a few breaths, Huang Lingling's pretty face returned to indifference, and she saluted the old man gracefully. As proud as she was, it was a waste of her time to look at Zhao Chu more than once, and the former was ignored like a stubborn stone. Qinggu Kingdom is located on the edge of the barbarian demon world.
You will be faced with an overwhelming tide of beasts at any time, and the people here are tough and look down on useless pretty boys like Zhao Chu.
…
"Huang Lingling, ranked second in the Xiangfeng Martial Arts Academy, is a proud daughter of heaven. How many people can only look up to her. If you competed in mathematics, physics and chemistry in Earth High School, I would make you lose and doubt your life. Unfortunately, I have a broken body and all my advantages are concentrated.
When it reaches the face, it absorbs spiritual energy ten times slower than others, fuck..."
Looking at Huang Lingling's thin and elegant back from a distance, Zhao Chu held his breath until he was suffocated. That look in his eyes that even showed mercy was a gift was the most unforgettable contempt.
If he were on Earth, faced with a school beauty of this level, he would confess his love at the first sight and never wait until the second glance. To be honest, men are like beasts, born with paranoid possessiveness, but confidence comes from strength.
If you don't have the strength and still want to possess it, you are crazy.
After being a scumbag for a year, Zhao Chu's self-confidence was reduced to insensitivity. He hated himself and didn't even have the courage to talk to Huang Lingling.
"Let's jump off the cliff!"
Shaking his head, Zhao Chu became more determined to return to Earth.
He didn't want to bear the pain of being swallowed up by his inferiority for even one more minute.
Die and have a chance to return to earth.
If you don't die, you will live in the shadow of ridicule and inferiority all your life. Life is worse than death.
"Huh?"
Just when Zhao Chu was about to jump, a dark green horse suddenly swayed through the clouds on the mountainside and shot straight into the sky from the bottom of the cliff, overcoming thorns and thorns along the way, moving forward indomitably.
Broken mirror.
Zhao Chu was stunned and his heart was beating wildly.
This broken mirror that only proved that his face was so handsome was finally extraordinary.
call out!
In less than a second, the mirror flew in front of him, trembling angrily, as if blaming Zhao Chu for throwing it off the cliff.
"You, you, you, you, you..."
Zhao Chu's face changed drastically, his brain was filled with thick paste, and he couldn't speak a single word clearly.
call out.
Before he could recover, the bronze mirror rushed directly towards his head, as if it wanted to hit him in revenge.
"It hurts...eh, it doesn't hurt."
Zhao Chu subconsciously covered his head, but there was no pain as expected.
"Where's the bronze mirror?"
After coming back to his senses, Zhao Chu looked around as if the bronze mirror suspended in the air had disappeared.
"... Chaos cuts through Yin and Yang, and the hole illuminates the original source... Yang is pure, Yin is turbid..."
Rumble!
Immediately afterwards, a deep silence sounded in Zhao Chu's ears, as if a voice had been frozen into the dense ice, like a yellow bell. The echo lingered for a long time, making his brain numb and his hands and feet cold.
Then, a large green pond appeared in the depths of Zhao Chu's mind. There was a thick, greasy soup flowing in the pond, like melted matcha chocolate. It made people's throats sticky and made them tired of looking at it.
"There is a demon in the human heart, and the human soul is damaged... The yin and yang mirror reflects the demon... Reflects the demon in the heart, refines the soul, and grasps the perfect way of heaven..."
With one more sentence, the heart-shaking voice disappeared without a trace.
…
Click!
Snap!
Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the distance, and Zhao Chu turned his head subconsciously.
Not far away, Huang Lingling's slender arms moved, air waves surged, and she smashed a thick tree with one punch. Her whole body was filled with eight seemingly invisible halos, like the morning glow, stunningly beautiful and holy.
Awakening of spiritual veins, nine is the ultimate.
If you can awaken the nine spiritual veins, you will be a one-in-a-million cultivation genius, and the nine major cultivation sects will compete for the right person.
With only half a year to go until graduation, most of the top ten talented students in Xiangfeng Martial Academy have awakened seven spiritual veins. The top three strong ones, such as Huang Lingling, have awakened eight, which is terrifying.
Theoretically, awakening a spiritual vein can also lead to spiritual cultivation.
But cultivation requires using spiritual veins to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth... One spiritual vein and nine spiritual veins are equivalent to eating one rice and nine buns in one meal... The former is not enough to fill the gap between the teeth, while the latter is full.
The power is endless.
Therefore, when the nine major sects recruit disciples from major towns, the minimum standard is to awaken six spiritual veins.
Defective products with less than six items can only choose some second-rate sects, cannot learn advanced skills, and their highest achievement in life is to linger in the Qi refining realm, with a bleak future.
Of course, those with less than three spiritual veins are not even considered defective products, and third-rate sects will not even bother to accept them.
…
"Huang Lingling, seventeen years old, the granddaughter of the Grand Marshal of the Qinggu Kingdom...has cultivated a state of cultivation, awakened eight spiritual veins...practiced the skills "Silk Winding Strength" and "Wanxiang Senluo"."
""Silk-Tang Jin" is a ninth-level inferior skill with 9 shortcomings, causing 3 meridians to be blocked and seven muscles to be strained... "Wanxiang Senluo" is an unfinished residual skill and is currently an eighth-level inferior skill with 39 shortcomings.
, during the awakening stage, the hidden injuries were harmless, while during the Qi refining stage, 3 places of the lungs were injured, and 18 meridians were blocked..."
"Secret injury: The meridians in the lower abdomen are reversed, and the pain is unbearable every night."
Suddenly, Zhao Chu knelt on the ground, curling up like a prawn due to pain all over his body.
At the same time, a series of messy thoughts passed through his left eye, gushing into his mind like a tide, as if a hundred red-hot iron nails were driven into his forehead in an instant, and the pain was suffocating.
Zhao Chu's left eye seemed to have been dripped into hot magma, and his entire head seemed to be on fire.
…
"Lingling, this [Wanxiang Senluo] is so unpredictable that even I haven't really studied it thoroughly. I think you should give up. It's too difficult... With eight spiritual veins, he is already a top genius."
On the other side, the old man shook his head helplessly.
[Wanxiang Senluo] The first step is to cultivate the Wanxiang Jin, which has nine rings in total. Back then, he was admitted to the nine major sects, guided the Qi and refined the body, and became a true cultivator, and then he could barely produce the seven-ring Jin.
But Huang Lingling has been practicing for half a year and has only been able to produce two punches so far, which is not optimistic.
He had demonstrated it himself just now, thinking that Huang Lingling could hit three times. The outcome was failure, a deserved failure.
There is no way, the understanding of the skills requires talent. This point cannot be increased by any genius treasure. Some people can never forget it, and it takes several days for some people to learn a few big characters. This is talent and it is irreversible. For example
, the handsome-faced young man next to him, it cannot be said that the latter did not work hard, the threshold of talent was like a hanging rope, hanging him to death.
"Third Grandpa, Wanxiang Senluo is the only high-level martial arts that can be practiced before practicing Qi. With those ninth-grade martial arts, it is impossible to awaken the nine spirits. You know my ambition, I will not give up."
Huang Lingling took a deep breath, her beautiful cheeks full of stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.
You lose one step at a time, and you lose step by step. Only when you really reach the Qi refining stage can you understand the difference between the nine meridians and the eight meridians.
"Stubborn girl."
The old man shook his head helplessly.
…
"Crack!"
At this moment, a loud and crisp sound in the distance shook the mountain, and the echo lingered for a long time.
The old man's pupils shrank and he turned his head sharply.
At this moment, he was like a wild beast that had stepped on a bear trap, and his pupils were a little red.
Not far away, the young man with an extremely handsome face suddenly displayed the move of [Wanxiang Senluo], his body was like a violent bow, trying to tear the world apart.
Snap!
As soon as his body moved, the world suddenly reverberated with a second crisp sound.
The kettle in Huang Lingling's hand clattered to the ground, and her stunningly beautiful face was filled with deep disbelief at this moment.