(PS: The characters in this book are involved in some issues. Their names have been changed, but their techniques have not been changed. Please forgive us.)
In the Zhenwu Continent, martial arts were respected. Ordinary martial artists had the strength of a thousand pounds and could split rocks with their palms, while the strong could shatter mountains. It was said that when one cultivated martial arts to the extreme, they could even shatter the void and go to the Immortal World to be on par with the heavens.
The strong looked down on the world and regarded all living things as ants. The weak looked up to others and had no control over their own lives.
…
The night was as bleak as water. Occasionally, the sound of insects would sound, adding a sense of loneliness to this silent night.
A handsome young man sat quietly in the courtyard, playing a guqin. The sound of the guqin was sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes hard and sometimes soft. It could not help but make one's mood fluctuate with the sound of the guqin. If there was someone with a weak will here, they would probably be lost in the sound of the guqin.
As the sound of the guqin drifted, the young man's thoughts also flew.
The young man's name was Shenlang. He was a university student in the 21st century on Earth. Because he had to bid farewell to his classmates after graduation, he drank a few more cups. He was not a good drinker, but unfortunately, he encountered a robbery on his way home. Under the influence of alcohol, he resisted, and then tragedy befell him.
At the peak of his life, he was promoted to the CEO of a company. His dreams of meeting a fair, rich, and beautiful woman were all shattered. When he woke up, he found himself in this strange world.
From the memories of his previous master, he knew that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. All the right to speak depended on one's fists. There was no reason at all. The truth was only in the hands of a small number of people.
Bang!!!
Just as Shenlang's thoughts were flying, the surrounding roofs suddenly exploded. Four black shadows soared into the sky. They wore the same night clothes and held swords that emitted cold light. The four of them cooperated tacitly and stabbed straight at Shenlang. There was no blind spot. If someone saw this scene, they would have guessed that these four were definitely well-trained assassins.
Shenlang's face was as calm as an ancient well. His thin lips were slightly pursed. The sound of the guqin in his hand suddenly changed, from lyrical to fierce in an instant.
"Eight Notes of the Heavenly Dragon."
A formless sound wave radiated out from the zither Shenlang was playing. The four black-clothed men were struck by the sound wave, and they all spat out mouthfuls of blood as they were sent flying. With a loud bang, they crashed into the surrounding walls. For a moment, the large courtyard was silent.
"What happened?"
"Not good, it's the Young Master's courtyard. Hurry, there's an assassin."
Bang! The gate of the courtyard was knocked open by the guards who rushed over. A group of martial artists wearing purple training clothes and holding podaos rushed in.
"Young Master, are you alright?"
An old man over fifty years old with sharp eyes hurried forward and asked with concern.
Shenlang slowly stood up and glanced indifferently at the guards who had rushed over. He said, "It's fine. They're just small fries. There's nothing to worry about."
This was the second time this had happened since he had transmigrated. Initially, he did not understand how the original owner of this body could have died for no reason, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of it. Now that he had experienced it for himself, he knew that the previous Shenlang did not die in vain. If he did not have a cheat, he would have followed in the footsteps of the original owner.
"Ding"
"System Notification: Congratulations to the host for gaining 20 killing points."
The "Great Killing System" was Shenlang's cheat.
The Great Killing System had two functions. The first was the lottery function, and the second was the summoning function.
Lottery function: Martial Arts, Weapon.
Summoning function: All kinds of characters in the Wuxia world can be summoned.
Whether it was the lottery or the summoning function, it was calculated based on the killing points. The more killing points, the higher the level of the lottery and the summoning function.
When he had just integrated the Great Killing System, Shenlang almost laughed out loud. Of course, he knew about the cheat. When he was in university in his previous life, he had read a lot of such novels. He did not dare to say that he knew all the cheat like the back of his hand, but he was close.
The martial arts that he had used to kill everyone was drawn from the system. At that time, the system gave him a chance to choose between the lottery and the summoning function.
After thinking about it, Shenlang gritted his teeth and decided on the martial arts. Although summoning a strong character would be of great help to him, it was not as practical as increasing his own strength.
"You guys clean up here. I'm going back to my room to rest."
Shenlang ordered expressionlessly, turned around and walked into his room.
Looking at Shenlang's back, the old man's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
After returning to his room, Shenlang fell into deep thought. The people who were targeting him were getting more and more impatient. They actually dared to openly assassinate him in the family. Were they desperate?
Shenlang had a basic understanding of the Shen Family's situation.
The Shen Family was single-handedly established by Shenlang's grandfather, Shen Kun. A year ago, he retired behind the scenes and focused on martial arts. A family could do without resources, but they could not do without a master. The current head of the family was Shenlang's father, Shen Wuming. Shen Wuming was Shen Kun's second son. Originally, the head of the Shen Family should have been Shenlang's uncle, Shen Wuming. No one knew what happened, but Shen Kun passed the position to Shen Wuming.
This matter had once caused a huge uproar in the Shen Family. It was a rule in this world that only the elders could pass it down. After so many years, Shen Wuming had never let it go. He was constantly fighting for power and benefits with Shen Wuming.
As for today's matter, Shen Lang suspected that Shen Wuhui had sent someone to do it. However, there was one thing that he couldn't figure out. Shen Wuhui had always done things flawlessly. How could he do such a stupid thing? Could it be that he already had full confidence in dealing with his father?
…
In a resplendent room.
A dignified man in a golden silk robe stood in the room with his hands behind his back.
"Oh? You're saying that the four assassins were killed in one move? "
"Reporting to the Great Master, they were indeed killed in one move."
A middle-aged man knelt behind the golden-robed man, trembling as he spoke.
The golden-robed man subconsciously rubbed his fingers behind his back a few times. He frowned and fell into deep thought.
For a moment, an oppressive aura rose in the room. Just as the middle-aged man was about to collapse under the pressure, the golden-robed man said lightly, "You may leave. Continue to monitor Shenlang closely. If there are any strange movements, report it immediately."
"Yes."
The man kneeling on the ground felt relieved. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and trembled as he left the room. Just as he left the room, the man exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. In front of the golden-robed man, he felt as if he was facing a towering mountain that no one dared to look up at.
In the room, the golden-robed man's lips curled into a strange smile. "My good nephew, you've really hidden yourself well! Interesting, really interesting. "
…
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Shenlang's heart stirred. He entered the system space and looked at the misty clouds around him. He smiled slightly.
"System, I want to activate the summoning."
A wheel overflowing with light appeared in front of Shenlang. The wheel slowly rotated, and a figure flashed through the wheel.
The figures on the wheel were different. Some had cold expressions, some had sinister faces, and some had elegant temperaments. Shenlang's eyes were dazzled.
In the Great Killing System, every ten slaughter points could be used for a lucky draw or a summoning. The method of obtaining slaughter points was to do missions or kill people. Killing Houtian martial artists would obtain one to nine slaughter points, respectively corresponding to the first to ninth stages. A moment ago, Shenlang had killed four Houtian fifth stage martial artists and obtained twenty slaughter points.
"Ding"
"Congratulations to the host for summoning the characters Xuan Ming Elders.
Note: Xuan Ming Elders came from 'Slaughtering Gods in Chair to Heaven'. They are good at martial arts: Xuan Ming Divine Palm. Their martial arts rank is at the peak of the Houtian realm. Their combined strength can reach the early Xiantian realm. "
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