You should be lying in bed when you see this line.

You have a handsome face and a humorous conversation.

You have a bit of a bad habit, staying up late, sleeping lazy...

You're just out of luck, and with your talent, you can stand on a higher level.

Now, here's the good news:

It's coming!

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"Ding—Congratulations on binding the Dancing King system.

Host: Xu Buling

Age: 72

Realm: Three layers of the Condensation Realm

Exercises: Water injection sutras

The King of Dances system is being strengthened...

Reinforcement complete.

Exercises: Too empty and pure

Sword Technique: Ten Steps to Slash Immortals

Dancing Skills: It's Better to Dance (Exclusive)

Dance: 0

Current Mission: Defeat an opponent with a Passing Dance.

Rewards: 20 Dance Points, Long Sword: Dicolor Lotus.

Congratulations on embarking on your journey to the King of the Dancers.

Rebirth begins, countdown:

3

2..”

"Wait!!"

Dying sick and sat up in shock.

In the dilapidated village at the foot of the Queming Mountain, Xu Buling, who was lying on the sickbed, raised his right hand full of folds and waved it at the dim and damp room.

His hair is pale, and his face is full of the vicissitudes of time.

The sudden sound made him throw away the yellowed letter paper in his hand and look around blankly, with only the socket of a black hole left in one eye.

Xu Buling was originally a traveler, and he has come to this world for a whole year.

In his previous life, he lived in a city where sheng songs were like dreams, and he became a peasant boy here by mistake.

I happened to meet an immortal crossing the thunder tribulation in the deep mountains, and knew that there were immortals in the world.

So he set up a great ambition to become an adult in this life.

The fairy road is long, upside down, fighting with tigers and wolves in the wild, and competing with beggars in the market.

With a walking stick and a heart of blood, I walked 8,000 miles of mountains and rivers, saw the darkest abyss in the world, and also saw the dragons and clouds and rain in the sky.

I never wanted to go around for more than 30 years before I found a fairy mountain.

Enter the outer door, carry water and sweep the floor, cook and wash rice.....

A book of water infusion, from a warm blood, refined to white hair and pale face.

Seeing that Shouyuan was coming to an end, he suddenly woke up, and on the way to come, he let go of the most precious thing in the world.

Before the old lady died, she still looked at the longing eyes at the entrance of the village...

When I met a confidante on the road, I had already forgotten the agreement for many years...

In the past, he felt that he was born an immortal, and one person and one sword were enough, and he should cut off the red dust.

Only then did I find out: I'll go to your mother's cultivation!

Take off the old robe and pick up the walking stick that has accompanied you all your life.

He revisited the path he had taken when he was young.

That red face has been waiting in the agreed place for a lifetime.

Until he died of depression, he carved the first words on the stone with the sword he sent:

Guilin is surrounded by mountains, the twilight rain follows the clouds, and the Yiren welcome the king to the south. In the vicissitudes of life, only the old tree is still there.

The peach blossoms are gone, the lonely branches are facing the sea, where is the wanderer. After thousands of years of suffering, he did not return, leaving only the broken temple to bury his bones.

——— Queqiao Immortal Interpretation of Flower Language

A lonely grave, the past has become an autumn wind.

Xu Buling felt that he had no beads, so he dug out an eye and buried it next to the small grave.

There is also an eye to be left for the old lady at home.

faltered, and returned to the foot of the mountain of birdsong when he was young.

Both parents have died, and an old house is in a dilapidated state between the mountain passes.

He dragged his dying body and put the old house in order.

But he never thought that under the bed, he found a letter, signed by the name of his previous life.

It was only then that he knew that he had brought something with him.

The old lady was illiterate and thought she had seen a ghost, so she hid under the bed.

After a flash, I didn't find this letter until now, and there is a pity and nostalgia.

He gathered his appearance, leaned back on the old wooden bed, and took his last breath to open the letter addressed to him when he was young.

It's coming!

What's coming?

Xu Buling looked at the empty room, and his voice was old and hoarse:

"Martial King System, what is it?"

The cultivators of this world climb the realm in the order of condensing qi, building the foundation, the golden pill, and the primordial infant.

When he learned the Water Injection Sutra, he was already over forty years old, and spent the rest of his life climbing to the third layer of condensing qi.

Jiazi is fleeting, the past life is gradually forgotten, and the big vernacular that rings in his ears is not used to listening to it, so he has to ask.

"The King of Dances system is your own... Well, magic weapon!"

"Oh.... Martial arts, is it Taoism or sword skills?"

"Dance skills are your own way. ”

"What is the force value?"

"Dance value, when you defeat the opponent, according to the opponent's cultivation level to reward dance value, dance value can be upgraded magic weapons, magic duels, buy new dance skills, etc..."

"Oh... The old man understood. ”

Xu Buling bowed slightly, and asked again: "Defeat the opponent with extraordinary martial arts, but you can only defeat the opponent with martial arts, and you can't use sword techniques?"

"The host is very smart and already understands all the settings of the Dancing King system. ”

"False praise... Immortal Chief.. No, system, can you really make the old man live again?"

"This time I'm going to live like a human being. ”

Live like a person...

When Xu Buling heard this, the snickering joy on his face that he had found a heavy treasure disappeared.

Fell silent and looked at the empty room.

The house was surrounded by four walls, and the eyes were full of desolation, and all that was left was this old bed for him to lie down and wait for death.

After a long time, he sneered:

"Seize the opportunity, grab the magic weapon... Over love, cut off the heart... I thought I was ruthless and desireless, and my heart was like iron, but I never thought of meeting Chongbao, just like the old dog smelled meat...

That's right, I live like an old dog in this life, not like a human ........"

Xu Buling raised his head and looked at the empty room:

"With the immortal elder... With the words of the system, the old man will go with you. ”

"The King of Dances system has been successfully bound and has begun to be reborn:

3

2

1。 ”

The light stopped, and the mountains and rivers were dead.

The medicine bowl overturned at the head of the bed, and the dripping water droplets were frozen in the air.

At the head of the village, the water river sounded, and the fish that jumped out stopped on the surface of the water.

At the foot of the Birdsong Mountain, with the small courtyard as the center, hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are still at this moment.

It gradually spreads outward, until it reaches the nine glooms of the sky.

Humans, immortals, demons, spirits....

The entire Jiuzhou stopped on the seventh day of the seventh month, which was the day when Jiazi did not come before.

Xu Buling looked at everything around him blankly, raised his old hand to touch it, but it was like an illusion passing by.

Galaxy reversal!

The droplets slowly rise and return to the worn-out medicine bowl.

The medicine bowl is placed, covered with dust, and the dust is removed.

A pair of trembling hands picked up the medicine bowl.

The owner of the hand is an old woman who is so old that she can't see her face clearly.

The folds on the old woman's face gradually disappeared one by one, and the thorn hairpins were inserted between the scattered white hair.

Little by little, the hairpin regained its newness, turned into a pearl hairpin again, and inserted it back into the black and white bun.

until she staggered and became a thirty-year-old woman.

The woman walked to the bedside with the steaming chicken soup and smiled:

"Ling'er, are you awake?"

"Mother?"

Xu Buling looked at all this in a daze, in a trance and at a loss.

A thin twelve-year-old man in a cloth robe leaned against the warm futon and looked at the woman in front of him.

The delicate hands of the five fingers trembled slightly, and the lips opened and closed.

stared at it for a long time, burst into tears, and finally let out a heart-rending trill:

"Mother!"

"Woooooooooo Mother..."

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