Dawn, the sky is getting brighter.

"Ahh

An exclamation sounded on the periphery of Tangjiazhuang.

In a dilapidated thatched house, Tang Zheng was sweating profusely, sat up in shock, his head was dazed, and the screeching sound of brakes echoed in his ears.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Tang Zheng was silent for a moment, and hesitated in his heart: "I'm not dead yet? I'm alive again?

A dilapidated thatched hut, an old wooden bed, a square table, a rattan chair, and an extinguished oil lamp on the table.

"Borrowing corpses to resurrect souls?"

Looking down at his body, he guessed that he was sure of himself.

The next moment, the pain hit fiercely, he screamed, held his head in his hands, and countless memories came flooding back.

Past life, this life!

In his previous life, he grew up in an orphanage, started his own business at the age of 18, and with his shrewd mind and fearless drive, he flourished in ten years, and became a well-known local young entrepreneur before the age of 30.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

Shortly after celebrating his thirtieth birthday, he was betrayed by his brother who grew up together in an orphanage, and in just half a month, the business empire collapsed, and he himself was troubled, with constant lawsuits and huge debts that were difficult to pay off for several lifetimes.

He had thought about it for a hundred years, and his reluctance and anger tended to make him persevere.

After several months, he finally found an opportunity to cut the throat of the betrayer with his own hands.

Blood splattered all over his face, watching the former "good brothers" struggle to survive, and finally convulsed and died.

The thrill of revenge dissipated, followed by endless flights.

Living in panic every day, his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and every time he struggled to survive.

Until an accident happened, and the body was hit by a heavy truck that was out of control.

"It's finally over!"

In mid-air, he knew that he was going to die, and he didn't have any nostalgia in his heart, but was relieved.

I don't know how long it took, the pain gradually eased, Tang Zheng gasped, and many memories appeared in his mind out of thin air.

This world is called the Shenwu Continent, where martial arts prevail and the strong are respected.

The peak powerhouse has great power, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea with a wave of his hand, changing the sky and the earth.

The young man he possessed was also called Tang Zheng, who had just turned fifteen years old and was born in the Tang family, one of the major clans in Qingyang County.

In my memory, not long after Tang Zheng was born, his mother died of weakness after giving birth. Father Tang Long was originally the next head of the family, however, his wife died, and Tang Long abandoned everything and buried himself in martial arts.

When Tang Zheng was a child, Tang Long left home to experience, and in the first two years, there was occasional news back, but since ten years ago, there has been no news.

As Tang Zheng grew older, he began to come into contact with martial arts, but he did not show extraordinary martial arts talent, and his entry into the realm was extremely slow, and he was soon recognized as having limited potential and was gradually forgotten by his clan.

Three years ago, Tang Zheng was unwilling to sink, and in order to prove himself, he ran away from home, sought an opportunity, and coincidentally worshiped the Seven Peerless Sect and became a miscellaneous disciple.

However, after three years, due to lack of qualifications, he could only barely reach the third layer of forging veins.

The combat power is far lower than the normal level of martial artists of the same realm.

Previously, in order to break through the realm, his body had suffered heavy injuries, leaving irreparable dark wounds.

A month ago, the outer door assessment was approaching, and he knew that it was impossible for him to pass. After careful consideration, he took the initiative to leave the Seven Peerless Sects and return to the Tang family.

Instead of waiting to be expelled from the sect, at least the remaining dignity can be retained.

Back in the family, he was greeted only by indifference.

was forgotten by the clansmen, and after another three years, his father was recognized as dead again, and Tang Zheng lost his only support in the family.

Eventually, although the family accepted him, they placed him on the outskirts of the manor and left him to fend for himself.

Depressed and not smooth, Tang Zheng broke out with a secret injury and passed away quietly late yesterday night.

"Is it so bad luck? Reborn in the martial arts world, there is only one dark injury, and the qualifications are terrible?"

Knowing the condition of his body, Tang Zheng complained quietly.

In his spare life in his previous life, he also read a lot of online articles, in which the protagonist was reborn, always accompanied by artifacts and systems, and since then he has risen rapidly.

Complaining is complaining, but life goes on. Tang Zheng did not intend to give up his cultivation.

After fleeing in his previous life, his heart and will have been sharpened with tenacity, and as long as he still has a breath, he will not give up easily.

The original owner of the body is not qualified, it has nothing to do with him, how can he do it if he doesn't try it himself.

What's more, for him, the world of martial arts is not only a new world, a new beginning, but also his childhood dream.

Infused with incomplete memories, he knows some inspirational legends.

Many later top powerhouses did not have smooth sailing in their youth. Some people's qualifications are also not high, but these people always insist on overcoming countless difficulties and obstacles with perseverance and hard work, growing up step by step, and becoming an existence that the warriors of the world look up to and remember.

In his previous life, Tang Zheng understood early on that hard work may not necessarily succeed, but if he does not work hard, he will not succeed.

In this world where martial arts are respected, the strong dominate everything, even in order to survive, he must insist on cultivating.

After his emotions stabilized, he adjusted his body and sat cross-legged as he remembered, using the true qi in his body to investigate his own situation.

The exercises practiced by the original owner of the body are called the Nine Heavens Qi Channeling Technique, which is one of the basic exercises of the Seven Peerless Sects.

Compared with other exercises, the Nine Heavens Qi Channeling Technique does not enter the realm quickly, and the true qi is not strong, but the true qi practiced is more condensed, which is very beneficial to breakthroughs.

It didn't take long, Tang Zheng shook his head helplessly, feeling frustrated.

Before he possessed him, the young Tang Zheng was dead, and his true anger collapsed.

Of the three meridians that were originally connected, two have shrunk, and the only remaining one is also in a semi-closed state.

In terms of realm, he is currently barely at the first level of forging veins.

Continuing to practice is equivalent to starting from scratch, with the innate qualifications of this body, Tang Zheng feels that the future is dark.

The martial arts practice of the Shenwu Continent is divided into nine realms, forging veins, refining tricks, condensing the truth, transforming the yuan, true pills, Xuanti, Faxiang, Tongshen, and breaking the void, and each realm is subdivided into one to nine layers, the first three layers are called the primary level, the middle three layers are intermediate level, and the last three layers are high-level.

After a moment of silence, Tang Zheng clenched his fist, and the sound of breaking the air sounded, and a strong wind rose in response, and the entire thatched house trembled slightly.

Retracting his fist, Tang Zheng was shocked and surprised.

This kind of power is actually only a layer of forging veins?

His current body is still underage, but his pure strength is two or three times stronger than that of his previous life.

There is such power on the first layer of forging veins, so how strong should the refining realm and the condensing realm be?

"Tang Zheng, come out. ”

A scolding interrupted Tang Zheng's train of thought.

After a moment's hesitation, he got out of bed, straightened his crumpled clothes, and walked to the door with his chest puffed up.