was named by Ling Zheng, Xiao Yuan was not afraid, knowing that this was Lin Ziyue's chick looking for trouble.

In the past, Xiao Yuan was a killer, and he also had two hits, but in this martial-based world, it was obviously not enough to see, and he was knocked down by Ling Zheng after two or three hits, and then he was beaten by a group of people.

Those rich children who came to enter the palace were all pale with fright, knowing that this was bullying, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Just as Xiao Yuan guessed, what kind of competition to become a disciple of Shizun was just an excuse, and it was all to find trouble for him.

Fortunately, Xiao Yuan had common sense and protected his head with his arms, but even so, he was kicked all over his body, and finally fell into a coma and was thrown into the firewood house at the foot of the mountain.

Xiao Yuan, who was covered in injuries, was lying in the pyre, and when the moonlight sprinkled into the firewood room, he woke up groggily.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the scene around him, and he couldn't help but scold: "Damn, this ethereal palace is so dark, are the people in this world all perverts, and when they are looked at, they already hate each other!

He really didn't figure it out, the woman named Lin Ziyue was looked at by himself, and he asked people to "take care" of him so much.

"But the people in this world seem to be quite powerful! The grappling hands I learned before didn't work for them at all!" Xiao Yuan used to be a killer, and his martial arts were also quite powerful, at least he could hit ten.

However, the fights are just ordinary people, or just the kung fu of the hands and feet, and the people of this world are cultivating aura, and the strength of the people in the previous world is several times greater than that of the people in the previous world, take the previous Ling Zheng as an example, it was obvious that Xiao Yuan grabbed him, but an inexplicable force erupted from his hand, broke free from Xiao Yuan's hand, and then threw him to the ground instead.

"These guys, the hands are too heavy, they almost tear my bones off!" Xiao Yuan scolded again and got up slowly, but when he got up, he didn't feel any pain, and he was a little surprised at the moment.

It stands to reason that I was so injured that it should hurt a little bit, but I didn't feel the slightest pain.

Hurriedly lifted his shirt at the moment, but he didn't find a single bruise or bruise, and the wound on his arm that was kicked was gone

What surprised Xiao Yuan even more was that the black mark on his wrist was shining

This is?

Xiao Yuan was stunned, this black mark was born with him, and it traveled with his soul, and it accompanied Xiao Yuan for twenty years, and nothing strange happened, so Xiao Yuan completely regarded it as a birthmark.

But now, this birthmark is shining black light into his body, making his body feel more fulfilled than ever.

The mark is like an ancient rune, and it can't be understood at all, and even the current Xiao Yuan is a little suspicious that the moment he failed to assassinate and died, it may be that this mark brought him to this world.

"Young man, you guessed right!, otherwise you think you can survive if your heart is pierced by a long sword?" Just as Xiao Yuan's thought flashed, an old voice also appeared in his mind.

"Who?" Hearing this, Xiao Yuan's whole person was startled, the hairs on his whole body stood up, and he was in a cold sweat, and then hurriedly scanned the surroundings, his eyes were also full of fear.

"Young man, don't look for it, you can't find me!" the old voice sounded again.

Xiao Yuan was really scared, his body instinctively retreated, and he even trembled, although he was a killer before, he had never encountered such a strange thing.

"Hehe, young man, are you afraid?" the voice sounded again: "Don't worry, I'm not a terrible thing, besides, if I want to harm you, do you still have a life?"

Xiao Yuan glanced around, and really couldn't find the source of the sound, but he saw that the black mark on his wrist was even brighter, although he was frightened, he didn't lose his mind, so he guessed that it should be the mark at the moment

"Are you the mark on my wrist?" tried to ask, and Xiao Yuan's mood stabilized slightly

"I am not a mark, so to speak, but I am not a sigil, just a remnant of the sigil!" the voice said again.

"Remnant soul?" Xiao Yuan wondered

"Hey, it's just a remnant!" the voice sighed, looking even older

"Then what are you looking for me? Do you want me to help you fulfill your last wish before you live?" Speaking of this, Xiao Yuan had no fear at all, but instead was curious

"Last wish?" The voice was silent for a moment, and said, "Yes, but with your current strength that is not as good as an ant, it is more difficult to help me complete it than to ascend to the sky!"

"How do you know if you don't try, if you're really sure that I can't finish it, I probably won't show up, right?" Xiao Yuan asked rhetorically

The voice was speechless, and he didn't refute Xiao Yuan's words, seeing such a situation, Xiao Yuan knew that he had guessed well

"Say, if you have any last wishes, if I can help you complete it, I will definitely do it, but after you do it, just stop pestering me!" Xiao Yuan didn't want to follow him like a ghost all day long.

"Hehe, let's put aside the question of last wishes. The voice said slowly: "It's you, would you like to be my apprentice?"

"Apprentice, why should I become your apprentice? Become your apprentice to be able to beat those guys above, can I become a more powerful figure than this Ethereal Palace Palace Master?" Xiao Yuan naturally couldn't agree casually, so he asked disdainfully.

"Joke, if you become the deity's apprentice and inherit the deity's cultivation method, don't say anything bullshit and ethereal palace, even the Martial Emperor is only worthy of helping you lift your shoes!"

Emperor Wu was the most powerful and terrifying existence in the Tian Yuan Continent, but that was only in the legends tens of thousands of years ago

Tens of thousands of years ago, there was a great war between heaven and earth, and tens of thousands of strong people fell, and after that war, although mankind won the victory, it was also a heavy loss, and the talent withered.

As for what kind of big battle it was, Xiao Yuan had no way of knowing.

Emperor Wu is the symbol of the pinnacle, the emperor on the path of cultivation, and the division of strength and realm on the path of cultivation is also extremely fine.

Samurai, Martial Master, Martial Spirit, Martial King, Martial Sect, Martial Tyrant, Martial God, Martial Saint, Martial Emperor.

"If that's the case, will you still fall?, and only a remnant of soul remains?" Hearing the old man's voice, the bull was blowing to the sky, Xiao Yuan said sarcastically, if it is really a more powerful character than Emperor Wu, what kind of existence is it?

There has never been such a character in this world, and such a person, the years cannot erase them at all, the life span is longer than the heaven and the earth, and the primeval has been passed down to the present, and the power that this heaven and earth can withstand is the existence of Emperor Wu

"Ignorance, the deity is too lazy to do it, ask you again, do you learn or not?" For Xiao Yuan's sarcasm, his voice seemed to be really angry!

This time, it was Xiao Yuan's turn to be speechless, but after thinking about it for a while, he still decided to learn, after all, there was nothing wrong with learning his cultivation method, at least there was no need to pay for it, no matter if he could become a martial emperor or something, it would definitely be better to cultivate than not to cultivate.

With such a mentality, Xiao Yuan agreed: "Learn, why don't you learn?" It's just that I don't know what to call you now!"

"Okay, then you are now concentrating on the gods, and the deity will completely integrate the cultivation method into your mind!" The voice heard Xiao Yuan's agreement, and he was a little excited: "As for how to call the deity, naturally you have to call the deity a master." ”

"I mean your name!"

"Yi Zun!"

"Okay, then I'll call you Master Yi from now on!" Xiao Yuan nodded, and as soon as his mind was concentrated, a black light shot into his head from the mark on his wrist, which immediately made his head shake and hurt, the kind of heart-rending pain.

Therefore, after holding on to less than two breaths, Xiao Yuan fainted.

However, the black mang continued to shoot at Xiao Yuan's head, and it lasted for a whole stick of incense, and after the black mang disappeared, the mark also returned to its usual appearance.

And a phantom shadow also appeared in front of Xiao Yuan, who was now unconscious, dressed in a white robe, carrying his hands behind his back, and under that young and handsome face, there was an extremely old voice: "Young man, cultivate well, the hope of the deity can be pinned on you!"

After saying this, the phantom also disappeared in an instant, leaving only Xiao Yuan, who was still unconscious.