Volume 1: A young man who does not know the taste of sorrow in the imperial capital
Chapter 1 Inexplicable Rebirth
Slowly opening his eyes, Long Yu used all his strength and looked around. It was foggy and he couldn't see anything clearly. Long Yu slowly closed his eyes again. (Win Q coins,) But in his heart
But it’s overturned. Haven’t I already died? How can I still feel it? What is this situation? Long Yu is an orphan. His master picked him up on a rainy day when he was going down the mountain to watch a striptease.
, so the master named him Long Yu. The master was a dry and thin old man, with no celestial spirit at all. To be precise, he had a sly eyebrow and a rat-eye, and his exact age could not be seen. In Long Yu’s memory,
The master has not changed in more than ten years, but Long Yu has grown up day by day. Except for the cold pain every morning, Long Yu has always felt that he has lived a very happy life.
The master claimed to be a cultivator who entered the Tao through martial arts, and was only one step away from achieving the Tao. However, Long Yu never believed it because the kung fu taught by the master was so weird. The master did not teach Long Yu any martial arts moves or internal skills.
However, he always wakes up Long Yu at 5 o'clock in the morning every day to practice Nao Shizi's qi. Just practice qi, isn't it just breathing? Who can't do it? Long Yu didn't pay much attention at first.
But he died after the first day
I don’t want to practice anymore. It turns out that this qi training method is really too weird. Other qi training uses breathing as the medium, but the master only teaches you to breathe in, hold it in, and then let it out through the buttocks. To put it bluntly,
Yes, it’s just fart. This
It's okay. He got up early in the morning and practiced farting in the mountains with his butt stuck out. No one would do it. But after being punished by the master and running up and down the mountain three or four times, Long Yu finally gave in, because there were two or three people in the mountain.
Kilometers of altitude.
Therefore, every morning, when a burst of fluttering birds take off, you can always hear the soul-stirring banging sound in the mountains, one after another, ups and downs, and lingering... Long Yu is 17 this year, and he is originally in full bloom.
Years and years, but he has lived a miserable life
Bi was depressed. His master did not allow him to go down the mountain, learn martial arts, or learn Taoism. He only taught him boring alchemy skills. And the ingredients of most of the elixirs had already been contaminated in this place.
They are extinct on heavy planets. But fortunately, although the old man
He is old-fashioned but has not left this planet. It is rare that he can still surf the Internet, have a bad notebook, read novels, chat on QQ, sit on a stone bench and enjoy the bizarre world outside. Wu Yu longs to go down the mountain, but he knows that he
Can't go down the mountain, every morning
That cold pain, even though his master had been suppressing it for many years, he also knew that he would not live long because he was born with the Nine Yin Xuan Vein. According to legend, he was born with a terminal vein that would lead to death at the age of 9. He was still alive because of his luck.
Well, I met a good master who didn’t sell well.
If he didn't exist, the master wouldn't have to spend more than ten years of his true energy. He might really become an immortal, Long Yu thought blankly.
"Apprentice, the master is back, hahahahaha." A high-pitched voice supported a skinny old man who appeared in front of Long Yu. His hair was messy and his face was pale, but he looked at him extremely tenderly. (. Genius only needs to be
You can remember it in 3 seconds) Long Yu was very happy. He hadn’t seen the master for several days. After all, the master was his only relative.
Even though I can’t live long, I am still happy to have a relative. Although I thought so in my heart, I still said lazily, “What’s the name of the ghost so early in the morning? The girl I just hanged out on the Internet has been fucked by you.
I'm scared to death. You're already this old and you're still running around all day long." Long Yu raised his head, but his voice was a little trembling.
"Boy, you bastard young master. I am your master. I am old enough to be your grandpa. If you are the young master, then you are my generation. It is easy to mess around. But the master has brought some good things back from his trip this time.
"Dongxi'ao" he said and sat down next to Long Yu, looking at him expectantly.
Ten minutes passed without any movement. The only sound that could be heard was Long Yu's tapping on the keyboard. The old man finally gave in and said helplessly: "I wanted to surprise you, but you always have this temper. You don't care at all."
To give the old man face, I went to the far north to retrieve the ice essence and refine it.
Jiutian Hanbing Pill, I hope I can cure you." As he spoke, the old man's voice couldn't help but weaken, seeming to reveal endless sadness. Long Yu raised his head, looked at the master's face and said seriously, "Master, I am living my life now.
Very good, I'm already content. Although I won't live long, I still have
I am still very happy with you, this old man, and I will continue to practice my farting skills. Besides, what kind of elixir are you practicing? The elixir you practiced last time caused the last old hen in our family to fall to the ground and die.
, even if you practice, I won’t eat it.” The old man scratched his head helplessly, letting his hair
Trending towards post-modern abstractionism, "Then give it a try anyway. It's my fault that it's useless. If it turns out to be a fairy, I won't even raise my hand for this minor injury. Oh, my life is so free and unrestrained." After finishing speaking
If the old man went to the alchemy room step by step, it is no wonder that Long Yu reacted like this, such a conversation
This is already the 99th time. The master always finds some inexplicable things to refine some elixirs with mysterious names. The result is that all the poultry raised in the mountains become experimental subjects and unfortunately die. Half a year has passed and the dragon is about to arrive.
It’s Yu’s 18th birthday. For half a year, the old man has always
While tinkering with the alchemy furnace, Long Yu even brought food to the alchemy room. On this day, Long Yu had just finished practicing his farting skills, when he suddenly saw purple air coming from the east on the hilltop of his house, and red clouds rolling in, which seemed to be mixed with...
With the sound of thunder, he ran all the way back, pushed open the alchemy room, and a refreshing fragrance hit his face.
, the alchemy furnace seemed to be surrounded by a faint golden mist, but the master had his eyes closed tightly and was lying next to the alchemy furnace with a pale face. Suddenly, Long Yu felt that his soul had disappeared, and he was extremely panicked.
, kept scolding, I told you to do it a long time ago, and it’s like this
He was about to die. While wiping his tears, he rushed to the old man and carefully helped him to the bamboo bed next to him. While Long Yu forced himself to calm down, he thought about the first aid methods he had read on the Internet and worked hard for a long time.
, the old man finally murmured and slowly opened his eyes.
However, the unique look that belonged to the master was lost in his pupils. Long Yu was panicked, but his hands calmly performed first aid over and over again... "Yu'er, don't bother, the master's deadline has come, the master is leaving.
, what should I do with my Yu'er? Alas." He sighed, but blocked Long Yu's hand that wanted to silence him and continued to speak slowly, "The master worshiped his ancestor Yuan Zhenzi as his disciple when he was 10 years old, and he condensed the golden elixir at the age of 20.
, until now at the age of 220, he has made no progress, which has disgraced the reputation of our Guiyuan Sect. Although our Guiyuan Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, among the 18 Daluo Jinxian alone, there are 6 of our ancestors. Where in the world of cultivation?
No sect can compare with ours, but among the 38 generations of descendants, the master is the least promising. After practicing for so many years, his Taoism has not improved, but he cannot even cure his only disciple. I am ashamed of my ancestor."
"Master, stop talking. Yu'er is satisfied. Yu'er was originally an abandoned child. Fortunately, the master took him in. He was born with a broken pulse. It was my fate. It was the master who allowed me to live to the age of 18. Yu'er failed to fulfill his filial piety.
Que Lai's master is dying, I am an unlucky person, I am the master who harmed him," Long Yu said with tears in his face.
"Bullshit, no one dares to say that my Tianqizi's disciple is an ominous person. Is it really true that only Daluo Jinxian can save Jiuyin Xuanmai? Master, I have no achievements in Taoism, but I have practiced the Nine Heavens that has not been developed for thousands of years."
Hanbing Pill, who dares to say that you are unlucky? Taking this pill will not only remove the Nine Yin Mysterious Veins in your body, but also add the original essence of the master in this pill to add 20
0 years of cultivation is not an exaggeration. From now on, you can practice Taoism and martial arts, and you can go anywhere in the world. In 180 years, with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to break through again and become the Guiyuan Sect.
The seventh Daluo Jinxian, the master's qualifications are not as good as yours, but he can teach his disciples to become Daluo Jinxian, and he will have no regrets in this life." Tianqi Zi raised his true energy and said loudly.
Long Yu was completely shocked. He was stunned for a moment, but suddenly shouted loudly: "What does becoming an immortal or attaining enlightenment have to do with me? I only want the master, and I only want you to live. Without the master, I have attained the enlightenment."
What's the use of becoming an immortal? Who will see all this? Who will admit all this? I am an outcast. Why do I want such a high achievement? I only want you, only your master, master
Don't leave." As he said this, Long Yu's tears welled up again. He knew he would die. He struggled, grieved, and complained, but everything had a master. He felt that even if he died, he would have a master by his side.
It's enough to be by my side, but why now? I don't have to die, but my master has died. One life has been exchanged for another life. It's so pitiful, why on earth~!!!
"Yu'er, don't be sad. The master actually understands you. The pain of Jiuyin Xuanmai is very unbearable. You have been so strong since you were a child. You would rather bite the sheets with holes everywhere than shout out. The master knows that you are afraid.
I'm worried, but I feel bad. I have no father or mother, and I am also an abandoned child. I have raised you since you were a child. The master cannot give you good food, clothing, and wealth.
, if I can’t even give you a complete life, then what role do I have as a master? I won’t say more, you quickly take the elixir in the furnace, and the master will use your life essence to refine it, don’t suffer.
It took so much effort on my part." As he said this, Tianqizi turned over and sat up, a golden color appeared on his face. He had forced himself to raise his destiny and renewed his destiny for a quarter of an hour. After that moment, heaven and man were separated.
Long Yu stupidly opened the lid of the alchemy furnace, and suddenly a stronger aroma spurted out along with a burst of golden light. Lying quietly in the alchemy furnace was a golden elixir the size of a jelly bean, surrounded by golden light, but this time
Wu Yu turned a blind eye at that time. He was stupid and stunned. He suddenly had the urge to throw the golden elixir into the toilet. If there was no such precious golden elixir, he would not be able to do it.
Even if something like this happened, the master would not be like this, but he still held back. He knew that the master had worked hard to refine it. He had no right to resent anything. He silently picked up the golden elixir and slowly put it into his mouth.
His heart ached for a moment, just for a moment, and he swore that no one would ever hurt his heart again in this life. Today, he admitted all of this.
Sitting back in front of the master, he looked at the master face to face. The master's hands had already covered his chest. A warm current began to flow through his body in a regular way. He ignored it and just looked at the master's pale hair.
, slightly upturned lip corners, a pair of small oblique triangular eyes, and a thin face
Cheeks, he wanted to remember this face, remember this old man who gave him two lives, his body began to feel pain, he knew that the master began to help him clean up the meridians that had been clogged for many years, and a smile began to bloom between the old man and
The boy's face showed the ultimate sadness as he left with a smile.
The master finally left, leaving his beloved disciple with a smile. Perhaps, leaving was just another beginning.
Long Yu, who had cured Jumai, began to learn all the knowledge and Taoist techniques left by his master. He named himself Tianqizi in order to inherit his master's legacy. As spring passed and autumn came, the monkeys in the mountains changed several times.
Suddenly one day, black clouds pressed down on this lonely mountain
Above the head, dark clouds, mixed with traces of thunder and lightning, are getting closer and closer to the mountain. A young man in black clothes stands against the wind, with black hair blowing in the wind, a face like a knife, bright eyes, and raised sword eyebrows.
But the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Here he comes."
This young man is none other than Long Yu, who has been guarding the mountains for forty years. Finally, he waited until the void was shattered and the catastrophe came. When he crossed this threshold, he became a real god. There are nine tribulations in total, and one is as strong as the other.
Together, through nine tribulation clouds, the avenue of golden light soars straight into the sky, rising into the sky. Long Yu transports the nine-turn mind method to the ninth turn of life, and concentrates on watching the last tribulation thunder in the sky, with traces of golden light.
It sprayed out from Long Yu's body, like a small sun, illuminating a small dark and deformed space that was pressed by the entire calamity thunder. He stood with his fingers side by side and pointed upwards like lightning. He actually used his body to use the sky.
The most powerful Heaven-Destroying Technique among the Nine Sword Techniques, a golden light comparable to a thunderbolt shot into the sky from Long Yu's finger, and almost hit the purple thunderbolt as thick as a bucket that was about to be chopped down, with a crash.
one
There was a loud noise, covering all the sounds in the world, and the sky was filled with free lightning. The tribulation thunder was actually scattered? Long Yu suppressed a mouthful of blood that almost spit out, and trembled all over. Although the tribulation thunder was scattered,
However, the true energy in his body was exhausted by the strongest blow. The reason why he did not fall down was just because he wanted to stand and see the golden avenue appear in front of him. The clouds of calamity began to slowly dissipate, and the rays of the sun began to shine.
The lightning began to leak out in front of Long Yu bit by bit. At this moment, a thin black lightning suddenly struck from the calamity cloud that was about to disperse. It hit Long Yu's head, and suddenly all of Long Yu's
His memory began to blur. He watched helplessly as his body was separated and dissipated by the thunderbolt, but he was unable to do anything. He practiced hard in the mountains for decades, but was finally attacked and died by the thunderbolt. This immortal cultivator was a coward~!
On the same day, CCTV reported that a lightning strike occurred suddenly in a mountain in a certain place, which lasted for more than half an hour. According to subsequent statistics, a mountain with an altitude of more than 2,000 meters above sea level was cut down by 1,000 meters. Suddenly, the whole world was in an uproar, and everyone sighed.
No one thought about the power and terror of nature. It was just one person's finger pointing to the sky, and the legend of another world had quietly begun.
Long Yu once again used all his strength to open his eyes. There was still a haze around him. He still couldn't figure out what was going on. He was attacked by the thunderbolt when he was going through the tribulation. Shouldn't he be stunned? How could he end up in such a place?
The strange thing was, was this a sneak attack or a theft? Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt a strong force pulling him around, and then he was pulled out of the mist amidst bursts of hissing and lung-splitting shouts.