Northeast of Yunmeng City and southwest of Tianlan City, there is a tall mountain reaching into the clouds, called Xuanyin Mountain.
There is a village at the foot of Xuanyin Mountain called Lijiazhuang. Lijiazhuang has a population of over 10,000, and its folk customs are fierce and advocating martial arts. However, because the land in the village is not fertile and there is limited land suitable for growing food, Lijiazhuang basically makes a living by hunting.
On the periphery of Lijiazhuang, there is a complete circle of high walls made of stones, which can prevent wild beasts from the mountains from entering the village to eat people, and can also resist bandit attacks.
In Lijiazhuang, outside the gate of a house near the west wall, more than ten people were gathered at this time. Among them, a middle-aged man in gray and linen clothes was pacing back and forth anxiously, smoking a dry cigarette.
"Long Yao, sit down for me, you're making me panic!" A serious voice sounded, and the speaker was an old man in his 50s, short and lean.
"Dad, it's been a few hours, why haven't you given birth yet? I'm so worried!" The middle-aged man in gray and linen clothes suppressed the anxiety in his heart and sat down on a stone bench.
Since Longjiazhuang was massacred by thieves for decades, very few people have been able to escape. In the entire Lijiazhuang, only Long Ao's family has the surname Long. As a new father, Long Ao can't help but be nervous. This is his first child.
, one month earlier than the expected date of delivery, which is a premature birth. If you are not careful, you will kill two people. The midwife's words are still ringing in your ears.
"Long Ao, your wife gave birth prematurely this time, and there is not much hope of saving the baby. If something happens to your wife and baby, you can't rely on my midwifery fees!"
"Brother, how are you? You haven't given birth yet?" A young man with the same stature, short and strong, rushed from a distance. The voice was already heard from dozens of meters away.
"Bufan, didn't you go hunting? Why did you come back?" Long Yao said with a trace of anger in the hermit.
"Brother, today is such an important day, I..." The young man's face was filled with grievances. Before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud cry in the room.
"Wow, I'm giving birth!" Several excited roars sounded at the same time.
The door opened with a creak, and a woman with a white cloth on her head held a baby in her hands with a smile on her face. She kept saying, "Congratulations, it's a boy!"
Long Yao hugged the baby excitedly, his face flushed with excitement, and suddenly he said worriedly: "Where's Cuilan, why didn't Cuihua come out?"
With a burst of laughter, the midwife shook her head and couldn't help but laugh: "Long Yao, I think you have a son, and you are stupid. No one can walk immediately after giving birth. Don't worry, your Cuilan
It’s okay, I’m just a little weak, I’ll just rest for a few days and I’ll be fine.”
"Thank you so much for this time, sister!" Long Ao bowed excitedly.
"Wow!" With a loud cry, the baby opened its black and clear eyes.
"Hey! What's going on? Am I still dreaming?" The first-generation martial arts master of the Chinese nation suddenly returned to normal thinking.
"No, no, I'm already dead, how can I still be conscious? It's impossible. Is this hell?"
What caught his eye was a kind smiling face, and the eyes full of love made Long Wumian's heart tremble. As an orphan, Long Bing had never felt such care.
"My dear grandson is so good-looking. Let's go with the name we gave him before! Let's just name the boy "Ao". I hope that my dear grandson will become a brave and powerful hero when he grows up." Long Yao's father, Long Tianxue
said.
"Am I dead or not?"
That day, Long Wumian and a group of Japan's top master-level masters fought on the top of Mount Everest. On the snow-capped mountains, one person singled out nine Japanese master-level masters.
That battle is still vivid in my mind, the cold sword, the hot blood in my heart, in the wind and snow, the blood splashed in the air along with the snowflakes.
For the honor of the motherland, and in order to break through his own martial arts master level, Long Wumian accepted the challenge of nine Japanese master level masters.
In a battle that could be recorded in the history of China, with experts from hundreds of countries watching, Long Wumian single-handedly killed nine of the opponent's masters, but in the end, an avalanche occurred and he was buried in the snowy mountains.
"It turns out that you have just answered my name, Wumian, and I survived with tenacity." Long Wumian was overjoyed and wanted to thank his savior, but found that he could not speak.
"Why are my hands like this? How can I use swordsmanship like this?"
Long Wumian lowered his head and saw his own hands, which turned out to be the little hands of a baby, white and tender. At this moment, a pair of rough, rough hands of a woman were hugging him at the waist.
"Oh my god! How come I have become a child? Is this the reincarnation of reincarnation? No, I still have memories, and the things in my previous life are still vivid in my mind. What is going on?" Long Wumian's eyes widened.
My eyes couldn't believe what I was seeing.
"Long Ao, are you looking at dad? Remember, I am your dad, this is your mom, this is grandpa, and this is uncle." Long Ao, a first-time father, said to Long Ao seriously.
No matter if he understands it or not.
"I'm reborn, I have a name, my name is Long Ao?" Even Long Wumian, a grandmaster of the first generation, couldn't help but get excited at this moment.
In his previous life, he was an orphan and had never experienced the love of his parents. In this life, he was a human being and transformed into Long Ao. There was an unconcealable emotion in Long Ao's heart, including excitement, touching, and inexplicable bitterness.
The experiences of his previous life slowly emerged in his mind. In the orphanage, the skinny Long Wumian didn't even have a name, and being bullied was commonplace.
"One day, I will make those who bully me crawl at my feet and bow their heads to admit their mistakes." This was Long Wumian's vow in his previous life.
He started practicing martial arts at the age of 6, was selected into a secret national base at the age of 10, joined the National Security Bureau at the age of 13, became the top master of the younger generation in the country at the age of 15, and reached the martial arts level of a grandmaster at the age of 17. He participated in the peak of Mount Everest at the age of 15.
battle.
The achievement in martial arts destined the lonely Long Wumian. His status as an orphan, his precocious mentality since he was a child, and his hard pursuit of the ultimate in martial arts. All these make Long Wumian an alien in the eyes of everyone, as cold as an ice cube.
In fact, few people know that Long Wumian's heart is warm and he always has a deep regret, that is, he lacks the warmth of home.
"I have a name. From now on, my name is Long Ao. I have a grandfather, uncle, and parents. I am no longer an orphan." Long Wumian felt sour in his heart, and a drop of baby tears quietly slipped down the corner of his eyes.
After being reborn as a human being and working hard for fourteen years, the energy of cultivation in the body has disappeared. There is only a tiny aura left in the Dantian, which is so weak that it can be ignored. For people like Long Ao, who regard martial arts as everything.
To me, it was really confusing. However, being reborn as a human being and having a family changed Long Ao's state of mind. The grandmaster's state of mind suddenly surpassed him at this moment.
"I have retained all the memories of my previous life. As long as my soul is immortal, within ten years, I will still reach the state of the previous master, and my state of mind will be stronger." Long Ao was confident and did not care.
From a master to a helpless baby.
If I no longer have martial arts, I can continue to learn. Anyway, this is a rebirth of my life, and if I don’t have a family, that is the most painful thing in the world.
Long Ao had just become a baby. He was very weak and always felt sleepy. He opened his little mouth and slowly began to fall asleep. There were two small dimples on his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was still asleep in his dream.
laugh.
Everyone in the Long family was immersed in Long Ao's joy, but they didn't know that precisely because of Long Ao's arrival, their lives would be completely changed, and the world would become more exciting because of Long Ao's arrival.