"My sweetheart is an unparalleled protagonist. One day, he will wear a golden armor and ride on colorful clouds. He will come to kill me in front of everyone!"
…
The Yuanyang Continent was a world of martial arts!
It was said that there was a mysterious force in ancient times that divided the continent into five parts!
Zhenwu Shengzong, a behemoth that ruled thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, was located in the far west of the Eastern Continent.
In Zhenwu Shengzong, white cranes cried, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and a majestic spiritual spring gushed into the sky like a sea.
Some cultivators rode on swords and traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
Some brawny men waved their fists, and dark iron and martial stones exploded into pieces in the sky.
…
Yannan Peak was located in the center of Zhenwu Shengzong. The peak was thousands of feet tall and towered into the clouds.
White clouds drifted on the peak, and fog swirled around it.
Xu Zimo was dressed in a white robe that was whiter than snow. His hair danced in the cold wind, and his eyes were deep and bottomless.
His thin figure stood on the edge of the cliff, and the breeze blew his white robe.
"Am I reborn?" Xu Zimo was stunned. He was silent for three minutes, and then another three minutes.
"Shouldn't rebirth be the plot of a protagonist? But my f * cking setting is a villain! "
Xu Zimo began to check his body. His current situation was like a soul transmigration.
His body was unimaginably weak. He was sure that he had returned to the time when he was 15 years old, when he was just about to start practicing martial arts.
But this time, he not only had all the memories of his previous life, but also …
In his abdomen, a sphere condensed from the laws floated quietly. The sphere's light was restrained, and its surface looked ordinary.
But if one looked carefully, they would find that the sphere was a self-contained space. There were rays of light, grass, and the rising sun.
The inside of the sphere was changing endlessly. Just a trace of the power it emitted seemed to be able to flatten the mountain under its feet.
Xu Zimo felt a familiar aura from the sphere. Suddenly, his eyes widened as if he had thought of something incredible.
The sphere was something he had obtained by accident in his previous life. He didn't know what it was used for, but it was useful for tearing space.
Xu Zimo still remembered the day he was defeated. He had fused all of his Divine Vein Realm cultivation into the bead, wanting to rely on the bead to tear through space and escape. Unexpectedly, he was reborn as a teenager.
He finally understood why he felt a sense of familiarity when he looked at the bead. Wasn't the energy within the bead the Divine Vein Realm cultivation that he had integrated into it in his previous life?
Xu Zimo was so excited that his entire body was trembling. He was confident that he would be able to borrow this energy to return to the Divine Vein Realm within a year.
The path of martial arts!
It was as difficult as ascending to the sky!
Every step of the way!!
Humans began to cultivate from the Mortal Realm, tempering their flesh and blood, polishing their bones, and tempering their skin.
!!!!!! of the body!!!!
After the body was polished, it was time to open the meridians in the body, connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and enter the Spiritual Pulse realm.
Mortal Realm, Spiritual Pulse, Condensed Pulse, True Pulse, Void Pulse, Zun Pulse, Emperor Pulse, Holy Pulse, and Divine Pulse.
These nine realms were called the Nine Heaven-Ascending Meridians.
Xu Zimo looked at the distant horizon. He could now manipulate the energy in the sphere at will. He could even complete the refinement of the Mortal Realm and reach the Spiritual Pulse realm with just a thought.
It would be easy for him to absorb all the energy in a year and reach the Divine Pulse realm again.
However, he wasn't in a hurry. Firstly, he was in Zhenwu Shengzong now. His father was very concerned about his cultivation. He didn't want others to find out about his abnormality.
Secondly, Xu Zimo wasn't in a hurry to improve his cultivation. He enjoyed the current atmosphere.
Everything was still there. Everything could be salvaged.
His father, Ruhu, Xiao Dingtian, and that girl by the willow river. She stood in the wind with tears streaming down her face and told him that she wanted to live an ordinary life with him.
In the end, he failed everyone. After a narrow escape, he was defeated by the sword of the protagonist, Chu Yang.
…
Xu Zimo looked into the distance. His white robe merged with the fog. The wind seemed to be getting stronger. His smile was a little crazy.
"Chu Yang, I was just a slightly bigger stone on your path to the peak in your previous life.
Samsara, the protagonist's golden finger, I was just an insignificant chess piece on your chessboard.
But in this life, I will jump out of the chessboard. I will control all the chess pieces. I will use all living beings as chess pieces. Heaven and earth as my chessboard. I will control all eternity. "
…
Xu Zimo's courtyard was in the middle of Yannan Peak. Along the way, there were herbs blooming on both sides. Purple stripes intertwined with blue rainbows. There were auspicious beasts running into the distance.
The bright fruits on both sides of the spiritual trees would be fought over by ordinary people in the outside world.
But here, they were just ornaments that adorned the scenery.
Xu Zimo came to the courtyard. Guard Zhang Zhongtian was already waiting at the door.
"Young master, the vice sect leader just sent a message. He said that if you have nothing to do, you should go to his place. He has something to tell you." Zhang Zhongtian said respectfully.
"Got it." Xu Zimo nodded. Accompanied by Zhang Zhongtian, he walked towards the peak of Qingshan Peak.
…
Three years ago, the current sect leader of Zhenwu Shengzong had reached the peak of the Saint Pulse Realm. He was searching for the last hope of entering the Divine Pulse Realm.
He passed the power to the vice sect leader, Xu Qingshan. He went to the mortal world alone. He wanted to find a breakthrough in the ordinary world.
Since then, the vice sect leader, Xu Qingshan, became the person with the most power in Zhenwu Shengzong. And Xu Zimo was Xu Qingshan's only son.
It could be said that he was the crown prince of the entire Zhenwu Shengzong.
…
Xu Zimo knew that at this time, his father should be looking for him to talk about cultivation.
He was only 15 years old. It was just the right time for him to enter the basic threshold of cultivation.
Before the age of 15, the meridians and internal organs in the human body had not yet formed. They were relatively weak and difficult to cultivate.
Basically, everyone in the Yuanyang Continent started cultivating at the age of 15.
…
Xu Zimo came to the peak of Qingshan Peak. As the place where the most powerful person in Zhenwu Shengzong lived, there were not many magnificent buildings.
There was only an ordinary wooden house, a slow and clear river, and a middle-aged man in a green robe sitting on the ground by the river.
…
Xu Zimo stood by the river and looked at his father quietly.
He did not speak. Xu Qingshan did not speak either.
The father and son had an unusual tacit understanding.
After a long while, a gust of wind seemed to break the rare silence. Xu Qingshan slowly raised his head.
This was a very ordinary middle-aged man. He wore a simple green robe and did not have a frightening aura.
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