Ancient Dark River, also known as the Ancient Yin River! Its shape is twisted and bizarre, and there is no trace of it. There are no four seasons, no day and night, no sun shining brightly, and no moon is clear and jade. Everything that can be common in the world is rare here, and there are few things in the world, and this place is flooded!

For example, gold, with every step, will appear in front of your eyes in a pile, making you feel excited and surprised, but also adding endless troubles.

It can make you philistine, cheesy, mentally twisted and even mentally broken! It is garbage, often polluting your state of mind, often defiling your soul, often attacking your seemingly strong psychological defenses, and often associating your name with copper stench and sin!

Therefore, Zhao Xiaoming knew that they were like dung.

He is now on the banks of the rolling dark river, stepping on piles of wealth, but what he thinks about is his hard-working father at home.

"Dad, are you okay now......"

Tears slid down Junyi's face and quietly dripped into the rolling dark waves!

Secondly, he thought of the Radical Military Academy. In the past, the campus with loud military songs, every brick and tile, every grass and tree, even as small as a piece of chalk head and a bullet shell, all took root in his brain and will never be erased! He loves his alma mater dearly! Although he has been expelled, although he is already a death row prisoner, that unforgettable attachment has always been firmly lurking in the bottom of his heart......

Instructor Wang, how are you? After a few days of separation, it is inevitable that there are some worries in my heart. Remember, this kind of attachment is pure, it is friendship, and you must not be misunderstood. Besides, it's useless even if you misunderstand, you know? Zhao Xiaoming is dead, and from now on, you will never see him again!

Xia Luoyu, Instructor Xia, my mentor, my comrade-in-arms and friend! I know that the World League Martial Arts Tournament will be held in Jade City as scheduled, and you must be very busy right now. It's a pity that at this critical moment, I can't help you share your worries, I can't represent the Jilu Military Academy to fight in the ring, and I can't win glory for the country, I'm very sad......

Zhao Xiaoming tried his best to restrain his emotions, he rejected men who washed his face with tears the most, but today, he is this kind of goods!

"Don't be sad, with my old beggar here, I won't let you be wronged. You child, although your head is as chaotic as an egg and your bones are not wonderful, but you are kind-hearted, loyal and simple, and you are a malleable talent! Come here, let me see if the seeds have sprouted on your head? The old beggar sat on top of a pile of white bones, his expression was flat, and he looked leisurely.

Zhao Xiaoming squatted beside the old beggar. He carefully looked at this bad old man who was full of peculiar smells, and saw that his head was round, his eyes were thick and sticky, his white beard was fluttering, and his saliva was continuous......

Every time he has a similar bad idea, he can't avoid being beaten! But this time, the old man didn't seem to notice, and didn't react at all.

His eyes stared straight at the top of Zhao Xiaoming's head. After a while, he announced loudly with an excited expression: "The sky is eyeless, the earth is affectionate, the sky does not live up to me, and the old tears are rampant!" ”

"Huh? What happened? Look at your excited ......," Zhao Xiaoming asked.

"Hahaha, the old man finally saw the spectacular scene of Qiankun Jiao seeds breaking through the ground and sprouting......" He was happy like a child, but Zhao Xiaoming felt inexplicable!

"You stubborn braincase, barren and barren, and your seeds lack nutrients, so you refuse to come out to see me. Come on, come on, I'm going to fertilize your loose soil to get fast! After speaking, the old man pinched the silver needle in his hand and stabbed it fiercely at the top of Zhao Xiaoming's head......

"Ouch, it hurts to death, old man, don't hurt me......" Zhao Xiaoming screamed miserably.

"Bear with it! Call the old man again to tie you into honeycomb coal! The old man ignored him and stabbed him blindly!

Then, as if he was unusually tired, he rested for a while, and then dug out a lot of eye and ear droppings with his fingernails, stirred and mixed them into a ball of gooey, and evenly spread them on the top of his head. Zhao Xiaoming is disgusting to death!

Soon, Zhao Xiaoming felt numb on the top of his head and his eyes turned black. Inside the braincase, there seem to be worms and ants crawling! After a while, there was a loud shock in my head, and I was suddenly relaxed and happy, and my mind suddenly opened up! There was a bright light in front of him, and he saw the mighty soup of the surging river, the wide and empty sides of the river, the endless mountains standing in front of him, and the golden mountains proudly overlooking the silver river and the densely packed zombie army on the riverside.

"Alright, you're done. Congratulations to the old man, congratulations to the old man, the old man finally has a successor today, and he will die without regrets, hahahaha......" The old man laughed wildly, the laughter was earth-shattering, and the golden mountain of strong sound waves shook loudly.

"Boy, stretch out your paws, touch them, and see what rare thing grows on your skull?" The old man's saliva was splashing, and he was full of pride!

"What?" Zhao Xiaoming reached out and touched the top of his head.

He felt a small, sharp horn, smooth and flexible, growing on his skull, like a miniature bullet. Shake it vigorously, it has long been ingrained, and it does not move at all!

"Old man, what is this......" Zhao Xiaoming was a little scared, his voice trembled!

"I'll tell you the truth. This thing, called the Flood Wilderness Qiankun Corner, is an ancient artifact that the old man spent his life stealing from the Flood Wilderness Century, this thing is old-fashioned, famous, and its function is even more powerful to the boundless, and the old man's current cultivation alone cannot decipher it at all. But the old man knew that it had a powerful and incomparable storage function, so I refined and purified the martial arts essence I had accumulated in my life into an invisible flow potential, and used internal force to store it into this seed. The old man said a lot of words in one breath, a little tired, and stopped to gasp for breath, but between his eyebrows, he was still smiling!

"Alas...... Heaven and earth are boundless, the world is impermanent, the old man was an ancient warlock, and it is not easy to be lucky enough to survive in today's prosperous world. In today's world, science and technology are developed, and various artifacts emerge in an endless stream...... Being in the dark river, it is really a tiger's den! Even if the old man has the instinct to turn the world upside down, he is afraid that one day he will be burdened by this infinite wealth and bury this old life under force. Whether life is a trivial matter or not, the main thing is that these hundreds of years of hard work and cultivation, and it is really unwilling to be buried to ashes in vain! So the old man thought of this trick and decided to pass on all the things he had learned in his life to you! ”

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"Master is above, please accept the apprentice Zhao Xiaoming's big salute!"

Zhao Xiaoming was overjoyed when he heard this! This young man doesn't love money, he doesn't greed for sex, he just loves the spirit of martial arts! So he fell to his knees and knocked his head a few times. He knew that if he learned the old man's kung fu, he would shape the myth......

"Get up, slap your mouth a hundred times!" The old man said angrily!

"Master, why do you want to slap your mouth?"

"Because you keep calling yourself Zhao Xiaoming, you slap your mouth five hundred times" The old man intensified, very domineering!

"Master, disciple Zhao Huanghuang understood......

Zhao Xiaoming slapped his mouth and danced happily on the other!