MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 1 Dream forever

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Far north continent.

The cold wind was rolling in white snow, and the sky was vast.

Suddenly, a simple and desolate bell rang, and the sound seemed to come from the clouds.

At the same time, there were several figures of the Royal Sword soaring into the depths of the 100,000 Hanling Mountains, and in the desert hundreds of millions of miles away, a teenager opened his eyes slowly ...

——

Xiaoxiluzhou is located southwest of the Qifang boundary, and the continent is almost covered by Gobi yellow sand. To the north of Luzhou is a large sun city. The sun can be seen at ten hours a day in the city, hence its name.

Although the city is located on the border, there are many shops and many repairers in the city.

There is a small town forty miles away from the city. At this time, there are many villagers in Shili and Baxiang around the gate of the city. Everyone, you say a word to me, like a fried chicken nest.

"Have you heard? Han Yunzong's mouth bell rings!"

"You mean Biyun Bell? The legendary restoration of Jingyuan Daozu?"

"Yeah! That is the Biyun Bell. I heard that the bell has the weight of nine giant whales. It can not only predict evil, but also predict the heavens. Unfortunately, the 10,000-year-old Yuan Yuanzu fell, and the Biyun Bell followed. It rang again a month ago! Now the monks in the city are talking about it. "

Someone said in a thriller, "Is it ... it's Jingyuan Daozu who was resurrected?"

The air was suddenly quiet.

"How is it possible?" Seeing a group of big men really thinking about this problem, the big mouth village woman stared at the sky with eyes: "I know what you said about Jingyuan Daozu. He was hacked by Jiutian Thunder ten thousand years ago. It's crunchy, bones are gone, resurrection? Huh! "

The village woman threw a broad bean into her mouth, and the crunchy fried broad bean was crunched by her, matching her words, making all the men inexplicably cold.

The first man was not convinced: "Immortal means, you and I mortals do not understand, I guess it is he is born again!"

This uncle, you have the truth.

The teenager not far away gave the other party a thumbs up in silence.

The young man was about ten years old, born with clear eyebrows, white as jade, a pair of eyes that were particularly agile, and his pupils were black and big. He looked innocent and innocent, like a male prodigal son. But he was so down-dressed and singularly sculpted--a black hair was sloppy, his body was uncovered, and only wolf skin was wrapped around his waist.

He scratched the head of the desert wolf with one hand, causing everyone to look curiously, and saw that the wolf's corpse was dragged to the ground without dignity, making it difficult to imagine that it was originally the first-ranked fierce beast.

At this time, the young man seemed calm, and his heart had already set off a rough sea. He didn't understand why he woke up and the snowfield became a desert, and time passed away for thousands of years? Is he still a "legendary" being?

Yes, the boy is Jingyuan Daozu, the core figure of the gossip-he is really resurrected!

That year, when he completed the exercises in the secret cave mansion of Jiuduan Snow Mountain, he accidentally attracted thunder, and was unspoiled by Tian Lei as flying ash.

He was supposed to be stunned, but the spirit was absorbed by a blue jade. The jade looks like a phoenix, which he found from the mystery of the Middle Ages. The jade preserved a ray of clear air at the beginning of the world. Nourished by clear air, his sore soul was repaired, and one day, he regained consciousness.

He remembered that his name was Jing Yue, who was an ordinary shepherd boy. At the age of ten, he accidentally got a set of practice methods of immortal cultivation, and he embarked on the road to pursue the avenue. Thousands of years later, Jing Yue became a well-known Jingyuan Taoist, established the Han Yunzong, and countless disciples.

As he recalled the past, Lan Yu turned into the body of a ten-year-old boy, and Jing Yue was born again from that moment.

Stepping out of the desert step by step, he came to Xiaori Town and heard the gossip that made him tremble, his heart was filled with vicissitudes.

Jing Yue eagerly wanted to enter the city to ask what happened in this 10,000 years? He crossed the crowd and came to the city gate and asked, "Guard Brother, how much money do you have to pay to enter the city?"

"One or two silvers." The guard saw that the boy was born with a cute Yuxue, and was unconsciously kind, and smiled slightly when he answered. Look at his appearance as if he came from the desert, but the winds on the desert can't bear even the forged adult. How can he survive the young age? What happened to that desert wolf?

"I have no money, I have to sell the wolf first." Jing Yue resolutely said, obviously not feeling embarrassed.

The fierce desert wolf in the guard's eyes was nothing more than a ration on the way. He was hungry to eat wolf meat and thirsty to drink wolf blood, so that later the desert wolf fled with his tail. Jing Yue managed to grasp this less intelligent mind and was ready to sell money.

The reason why he is not afraid of the desert wind and the first-order fierce beast is that the flesh formed by the blue jade is actually a rare full-spirited body in the world, which means that his whole body has been opened, and he has directly passed the forging period. .

Jing Yue dragged the wolf corpse around, and walked towards the bazaar just passing by.

It is a market, but there are only a dozen stalls. Most of the stall owners are nearby villagers who do n’t have the money to enter the city.

Jing Yue wasn't in a hurry to sell, and he walked around at will. Most of the herbs sold on the stand were some herbs, and some villagers handled the skins themselves.

Suddenly, Jing Yue stopped, and he noticed a special stall owner, an old man with gray hair. Although the clothes were simple but clean, they did not fit the surrounding villagers.

At a glance, Jing Yue can see that the other party has a dual practice of practicing Qi. Generally speaking, those who are low in practice cannot judge the level of those who are in high practice. It is just that his physical state cannot keep up, and for the time being he cannot use it with all his strength.

He couldn't help wondering, if a man like the old man wanted to make money, why should he go to Xiaori Town, why should he be here with ordinary villagers?

The old man's stall was neatly packed, with various herbs on it.

Huh? Isn't that the main medicine for making Kidan? So poorly put on the stall to sell? So much more? Is this the rhythm to make him pick up?

The old man noticed Jing Yue's sight and said, "This is water fragrant flower, which has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, reducing swelling and pain."

Jing Yue pretended to be calm: "How much?"

"Ten words per strain."

Jing Yue: "..."

Very cheap! When he was still in casual repair, he also sold herbal medicines because of his livelihood. In memory, the price of the water fragrant flower was one hundred spirits. In such a comparison, Jing Yue suddenly felt a bit of conscience.

You know, the gold in the world is worthless, but it is worth a few stones.

"Little brother, do you want to buy it?" The old man asked him again, looking a little eager.

"Buy it." But he was penniless.

"Can I trade this wolf?"

As soon as the old man was about to speak, he saw a fat grandma running out of breath and yelling, "No! Liu Laohan, your little stone and the village grandson are fighting!"

"what?!"

The old man left the stall and ran away for a while, leaving only a ray of herbal breeze. Jing Yue stood there for a while, thinking to himself, is this stall unnecessary?

When the sun was tilting west, Jing Yue finally saw the figure of the old man again.

The people at the stall outside Xiaori Town had already dispersed, and Liu Laohan had a miserable face, but when he saw his stall changed his position and spread it on the ground, beside him was still guarding the young man he saw today. It became unbelievable and was replaced by surprise.

Obviously, he didn't have much confidence in recovering the stall, but he just came to try his luck.

And he was lucky.

The teenager in the setting sun was shrouded in golden light, and now he was very familiar with saying, "Come back?"

"Huh ..." Liu Laohan looked at the stall subconsciously, and suddenly there was a mistake in his eyes. The sackcloth was empty. What about herbs? Could it have been taken by a teenager?

After the idea was born, Liu Hanton felt ashamed, and some dare not face the teenager.

Jingyue, who has a god-knowledge, of course, felt it. He directly picked up the bamboo basket on the ground, and the small bamboo basket was full of copper coins, and a "bang" sound was made with his movement.

"You do n’t have to worry about your money. I sold the herbs for you. The total cost is 2,620."

Liu Laohan: "..."

He was even more ashamed.

Liu Laohan looked at the stall, looked at Jingyue, and looked at the bamboo basket. He couldn't figure out how the teenager did it? The stuff on the stall was worth a few hundred pieces in total. He sold it hard for several days without selling it, but the teenager solved it in only one day?

He wanted to ask the boy for advice, but when he faced the boy's clear eyes, he didn't ask anything.

Mostly look at the face, right? he thinks.

Who knew that the young man guessed what he thought and said, "I'm counting, and today the owner of the East, so I moved the stall." He sighed: "Unfortunately I'm not suitable for trading, occupying the geomantic land It's only sold so much. "

Jing Yue's tone was regrettable. When he found that the water fragrant flower was already rotten on the street, he had to give up the idea of ​​collecting leaks. Unexpectedly, ten thousand years have passed, when the price of expensive herbal medicines fell through the earth's heart. Not only was it numerous, but more importantly, people didn't seem to know its role?

Is there a fault in the culture of civilization?

Liu Laohan gave the boy a complicated look, which was not suitable ...

He was full of admiration and hesitated: "Thank you very much for your little brother. I heard today that you want to enter the city. Otherwise, you take a thousand words? It just happened to be worth one or two silver."

The honest Liu Laohan is still very ashamed. He always feels that he is taking advantage of the children. People help him to sell the herbs to the stalls. But there was no way, he was short of money.

Jing Yue thought about it, if one or two silvers entered the city, then he still had no money in the resident house, so he said, "No money."

Liu Laohan: "You're welcome, I ..."

Jing Yue: "I want to borrow somewhere to sleep."

Liu old man froze.

Jing Yue: "I don't want to sleep outside."

He wanted to cultivate, and he wanted to find a quiet and safe place to bleed into his body.

Jing Yue is a casual person. After he practiced successfully in the last life, he always wanted to do what he wanted to do, and he was very direct in speaking. In the face of an old man with dual training skills, he doesn't think it is necessary to go around the corner.

"This ..." It's really rude, Liu Laohan murmured in his heart, hesitated a bit.

"Be assured, I promise not to trouble you, otherwise," Jing Yue frowned, thinking of what he thought was the world's most poisonous vow: "Otherwise, let Tian Lei come to me."

"Boom--"

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderous thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. The two looked at the sky together and looked at each other silently.

The scene was suddenly quiet, leaving only the thunder of far away.

The author has something to say:

Rating of this article:

Forged body-Qi training-Zhuji-Jindan-Zifu-Dongtian-Huixu-crossing

Let us directly skip the forging period, real mother!