There has been a very ancient legend that the sky above your head is conscious. The so-called "Heaven has its own way." People living under the sky must defeat the sky above their heads if they want to get rid of the shackles of the way of heaven and step out of the six realms of reincarnation.
This sky.
Those who dare to challenge heaven are called "shepherds of heaven".
In the prehistoric times of ancient times, hundreds of tribes living under the sky were proud of Mu Tian and worked hard to become stronger. As a result, outstanding people emerged in large numbers.
"I, the First Class of Chu, are marching towards the heavens today, and if all my relatives and friends practice it, I will have no regrets even if I die!" A man was suspended in mid-air, laughing proudly.
In front of him, his disciples, servants, relatives and friends all came.
As the most promising person to succeed in Mu Tian in a million years, Chu Yiliu has attracted much attention.
The sword points to the heavens.
Rumble...
Dark clouds rolled and thunder loomed.
Chu Yiliu fought with Tiandao and attacked decisively. He was about to guard Tiandao and become the first person to successfully pastor Tiandao in a million years. Unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly attacked by his disciples and servants.
"Master, the dignity of heaven cannot be challenged by mortals." A sarcastic look appeared on the disciple's face.
Chu Yiliu was childless throughout his life and regarded his disciples as his own. He did not expect that he would sneak attack on him at the most critical moment.
"Master, Heaven has made a promise: As long as I kill you, I will give us supreme rights and immortal life. For our sake, you can go in peace." The servant's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of greed.
The ancestors of this servant were shepherds of the heavens and died under the laws of heaven. The descendants were cursed by the laws of heaven for thousands of years and were unable to stand up from generation to generation and were humbled as slaves.
Chu Yiliu couldn't bear it, so he accepted him as a servant and treated him as a family member. He gave him all his money to help him become talented.
Unexpectedly, for the sake of rights and life, he also surrendered to the enemy who destroyed the sect and betrayed himself.
That night, the rain poured down, the sky was furious, and Chu Yili wept with blood.
"Brother Yi Yi, wake up." One person shook him vigorously, his eyes were red, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.
Chu Yiliu woke up faintly, and in front of him was an unfamiliar fat face, covering the falling rain. His heart suddenly thumped, and he asked in surprise: "Who are you?"
The fat man had an anxious look on his face and said in a naive voice: "Brother Yi Yi, you don't know me anymore, I'm Mo Ji."
Moji?
Chu Yiliu thought about it, but he never remembered that he actually knew such a person? Suddenly, there was a pain in his mind, and countless unfamiliar information poured in.
"Ah!" He held his head and screamed miserably, the veins on his face popped out, and his face became extremely ferocious. The rain poured down from the top of his head, blurring his vision.
Mo Ji looked at him nervously and asked repeatedly: "Brother Yiyi, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Chu Yiliu's ferocious expression suddenly softened, and his heart skipped a beat. He finally recognized the reality: I was actually reborn!
He sat up from the mud with a groan, looking up to the sky and laughing.
"Haha, God, you want to kill me, there's no way!" Chu Liuliu laughed so fast that he couldn't keep up, coughed violently, and his tears mixed with the rain and fell together.
In his previous life, he spent his entire life trying to realize the great cause of Mu Tian, but who would have thought that just when he was about to succeed, he would fall short. Everyone would betray his relatives and leave him, and he would end up dead. Who would have thought that fate would allow him to be reborn again.
Chu Yiliu stood up, looked at the sky, and saw the heavy rain pouring down. He roared angrily: "Cangtian, just wait for me. I will definitely walk in this life to protect the sky!"
In the rain curtain, Chu Yiliu's somewhat frail figure looked extremely majestic. Mo Ji stared at him blankly, feeling that Chu Yiliu looked like a different person at this moment.
However, Mo Ji immediately woke up and quickly took Chu Yiliu's arm and said, "Brother Yiliu, don't talk nonsense. The sky is unattainable. Anyone who insults the sky will be punished by heaven."
Divine punishment?
Chu Yiliu laughed loudly, "Cultivators are always going against the will of heaven, and if they don't break the heavens, how can they perfect their own way?"
"What time is it now?" Chu Yiyi asked.
"It is the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month in the 10,000th year of the Chinese Lunar Calendar." Mo Ji said in a daze. Could it be that the first-rate brother was frightened by the big snake?
It’s been ten thousand years since the Yuan calendar?
Chu Yiliu's heart moved slightly, and a memory suddenly appeared in his mind: One hundred thousand years ago, the emperor Hong Sang brought the power of heaven to subjugate the demons, slay the ancient monsters, and unified the eight wastelands of the Canglan Great Sea, and made the world a success.
The co-lord, made Haojun the human emperor, and established the Yuan calendar of the mainland.
Good, good!
What an emperor and human emperor! Chu Yiyi couldn't help but laugh miserably.
Hong Sang was his direct disciple. He betrayed his master to seek glory, became a minion of heaven, and proclaimed himself emperor. He was such a shameless person.
As his servant, Mr. Hao turned his back on his master and surrendered to the enemy. He still dared to pretend to be the human emperor. What an ungrateful beast he was!
Chu Yiliu secretly resented it, but with his current strength, let alone Heaven, even the Emperor and the Human Emperor could not defeat him, so how could he clean up the family?
However, since fate has allowed me, Chu Yiliu, to be reborn, I must clean up my family and feed the heaven again in this life!
Chu Yiliu raised his head and stared at the heavens with blazing eyes. At this time, the thunder was about to stop and the rain was about to stop. Mo Ji had a vague idea of absurdity. At this moment, Brother Yiliu was the sky!
"Let's go back." Chu Yiliu said in a deep voice.
Mo Ji nodded blankly.
"Then... do you still want that thing?" He murmured.
Chu Yiliu suddenly thought that this time they were looking for the elixir to break through, but he did not expect that the elixir was protected by a monster. The former owner of the body was seriously injured by the monster, so he had the opportunity to seize the body and be reborn.
Demonic snake?
Chu Yiliu turned his head and saw a monster beast dozens of feet long coiled on the ground. Its head had been smashed to pieces, and the blood was stained red. With the rain flowing everywhere, it was already dead.
A monster in the middle stage of Qi Condensation Realm?
Chu Yiliu frowned slightly. With the strength of the owner of the second level of Qi Condensation, it was impossible to fight against the demonic beast in the middle stage of Qi Condensation. However, the demonic snake was dead at this time. What happened?
He looked around, and a dark object appeared in front of him.
A pot?
Why does it look so familiar?
Chu Yiliu was confused. He quickly walked over and dug out the pot from the mud. The gray iron pot was covered with cracks, covered with mud and mixed with blood, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.
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He looked at it carefully and found it familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
Mo Ji was confused. He didn't expect Brother Yiyi to grab an iron pot instead of getting the elixir. Could it be that he was really hit by a big snake and his head became unclear?
He hurriedly walked over, carefully uprooted the spiritual grass guarded by the demon snake, brought it to Chu Yiliu, and said: "Brother Yiliu, the precious spiritual grass is here, take it quickly."
Third-grade spirit-quenching grass.
Chu Yiliu glanced at him in surprise. The former owner of the body had gone to great lengths to obtain this spiritual grass, even risking his own life. One can imagine how important this spiritual grass was to them.
However, Mo Ji did not take away the spiritual grass while he was unconscious, and now handed him the spiritual grass completely, which made Chu Yiliu's heart feel as if he was dead.
"Don't you need it?" he asked.
Mo Ji smiled sheepishly, scratched his head, and said sheepishly: "This kind of spiritual grass can only be used by cultivating immortals like you. I'm a rough guy and I don't have much strength. What do I need it for?"
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Chu Yiliu nodded gently and took the spiritual grass. He pulled the tendon from the demon snake, tied the cracked iron pot behind his back, and said, "Let's go."
Mo Ji supported him, and the two of them walked toward Canghai City.
Canghai City is a small city to the east of the Tianfeng Kingdom, a small seaside country in the Canglan Continent. The city's radius is only five hundred miles, and its population is only a few hundred thousand. In the mainland, it is a drop in the ocean.
The owner of Chu Yiyi's body is the son of a well-known family in Canghai City, and his father is the glorious disciple of Canghai Academy, the only training academy in Canghai City.
The so-called glorious disciple is the honorable title awarded by the academy for dying in battle for the academy.
It was raining heavily and there were few people on the road. Chu Yiyi's upper body clothes were torn while fighting with the demon snake, so he held the spiritual grass in his hand.
With Mo Ji's help, they returned to the small courtyard in the city together.
The small courtyard is the only property left by Chu Yiyi's father's generation.
"Stop!" Chu and Yiliu had just stepped into the hospital when a cold voice sounded from behind them, with an extremely unkind tone.
Chu Yiliu frowned slightly and saw a man standing under the eaves, looking at him contemptuously.
"Trash, what are you holding in your hand? Send it over quickly and let me see it." The man looked at Chu Yiliu with a cold expression.
Mo Ji frowned and couldn't help scolding: "Zhao Jun, how dare you talk to your young master like this?"
Evil servant?
Chu Yiliu frowned.
Zhao Jun gave a cold voice and said contemptuously: "Young master, you are just a waste who can't practice. Didn't you hear what I said? Hand over your things!"