My head hurts, what the hell is going on, Xiao Chen tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyes were cloudy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info "hiss......" He struggled to his feet, his whole body aching unbearably. I patted my head, my mind gradually cleared up, and the things in front of me gradually became clearer.

What caught his eye was the light blue curtain, Xiao Chen moved, and found that the bed under him was soft and gentle, and under him was a complex and gorgeous cloud and silk satin that he had never seen, which was a delicate and classical wooden bed. A faint scent fills the room, and flecks of sunlight shine through the openwork carved windows.

"What is this place?"

Xiao Chen stood up, and only then did he notice that he was wearing an ancient robe.

Which TV series is this, no? Am I not in an Internet café?

Then the door was pushed open, and a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old stood in the doorway, still holding a wooden basin in her hand.

Xiao Chen didn't expect someone to come in, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he asked, "Sister, may I ask where this is......"

Before Xiao Chen finished asking, the little girl shouted with some excitement: "Madam, madam, the son is awake, the son is awake!"

"Madame?" "Is this the shooting? I don't see the camera, where is the director?

"I said sister......" Xiao Chen didn't finish his words, and a beautiful woman in her thirties rushed in.

"Chen'er, you finally woke up, you scared your mother to death. In the crying cry of surprise, he hugged Xiao Chen.

"Your body is fine, let my mother take a look. Wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, the beautiful woman checked Xiao Chen's body.

"This ...... I...... You ......" Xiao Chen looked at the beautiful woman in front of him blankly, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Ah......" Xiao Chen suddenly held his head in his hands and screamed, some memories that did not belong to him were rushing through his mind like a torrent, giving him an unbearable headache. Gradually, these fragments were combined, and one image after another flashed through his mind.

"Shenwu Continent?"

Xiao Chen! Xiao Chen! Same name, different world.

Xiao Chen really couldn't believe that this word, which had been played with in the 21st century, really appeared on him.

"Chen'er, Chen'er, what's wrong with you?" The tears that had just been wiped away could not stop flowing on the beautiful woman's face.

Xiao Chen was eighteen years old, a native of the Great Qin Kingdom of the Shenwu Continent, and was originally the son of the head of the Xiao family in Baiyun City.

His father, Xiao Zhan, disappeared sixteen years ago and has not been heard from since.

has a younger sister, two years younger than him, who practiced with his grandfather in Foggy Water City, while he lived with his mother Ouyang Jingxue in the Xiao family.

He began to cultivate at the age of three, reached the peak of the acquired realm at the age of nine, and became a genius that is rare in Baiyun City in a hundred years, but this genius of Baiyun City became a joke in Baiyun City overnight, and the martial spirit he awakened was actually a little white dog with one product and one star...... The status has plummeted, and since then it has fallen into decadence, and its cultivation has not moved forward, and it has been nine years and it is still a heavy heaven in the Martial Secret Realm.

Three days ago, he was fighting with the young masters of other families in Baiyun City in the Yanyu Pavilion, and his consciousness was dissipated by the added wine, and he was in a coma in bed for three days and three nights, and was possessed by Xiao Chen's soul that crossed over from the earth.

Ouyang Jingxue didn't know that the son in her arms had actually changed his soul.

Xiao Chen is an orphan on earth, without parents, he grew up in an orphanage, he was rebellious, frivolous, willful, rebellious, and rebellious, perhaps these were just hiding the fear in his heart. He found a way to vent the fear that had been piling up in his heart over the years, and that was online games.

He was deeply caught up in online games and couldn't extricate himself. Obsessed with strengthening, he had a scene before the crossing, when he had been in the net for three days and three nights.

Lying in Ouyang Jingxue's arms, facing Ouyang Jingxue who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, Xiao Chen didn't know what to do for a while, but he felt a kind of warmth, the kind of feeling he hadn't had, maybe it was a feeling he had only had in his dreams, and he liked this feeling very much.

"Mother, don't cry. Xiao Chen raised his head from Ouyang Jingxue's arms and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. How natural this mother's cry was, Xiao Chen didn't know what was touched in his heart.

Ouyang Jingxue looked at her son in a daze, she couldn't believe her ears, nine years, from the day Xiao Chen awakened the martial spirit, he had never called himself like this again, Ouyang Jingxue didn't blame her son, she took these responsibilities on herself, no matter how Chu Feng treated her over the years, she was as good to Xiao Chen as ever.

Seeing his mother's bean-sized tears flowing down again, Xiao Chen felt a pain in his heart, held back his tears, smiled slightly, and said to Ouyang Jingxue: "Mother, I used to be a child who was ignorant, and I made you unhappy and lived up to your expectations. But from today onwards, the child will not disappoint you again. ”

The person who now dominates this body is me, a new me, and let the previous two Xiao Chen pass away with the wind. Being able to have life, a home, and a mother again, Xiao Chen vowed not to let all this be hurt in the slightest.

The firmness in Xiao Chen's dark eyes suddenly relieved Ouyang Jingxue of the pressure, pain and grievances that Ouyang Jingxue had carried on her body all these years. The tearful face showed a happy smile, her child finally grew up at this moment, and was finally able to face everything strongly.

But it's easy to say, but it's not so easy to do.

Shenwu Continent, advocating martial arts, respecting martial artists. The strong fly to the sky, move mountains and seas, and destroy the world with a snap of their fingers.

There are countless families in the Continental Empire, and countless people are working hard for the Ten Realms of Martial Dao, and they all dream of ascending to the highest realm of martial arts to become the Martial Emperor, above hundreds of millions of living beings.

The acquired realm, a threshold to become a martial artist, break through the acquired realm, and open the first secret realm that truly belongs to a martial artist, the martial secret realm.

The secret realm of martial arts, the treasure of warriors.

Open the secret realm of martial arts, awaken the martial spirit, and truly begin to explore the way of martial arts. Some people open the secret realm at the age of three, awaken the martial spirit, and become a peerless genius. There are also people who have worked hard for eighteen years to finally break the day after tomorrow, and the nine golden lights have appeared, awakening the heaven-level nine-grade martial spirit. There are also people who are not confused about the ancient inheritance and take the legend of the peerless martial spirit......

And martial spirits play a vital role in the path of cultivation.

Martial spirits come in different forms and are endless. Some may be a sword or a knife that will allow you to take your swordsmanship to the next level, or an ancient god soldier for you, a bear or a leopard that will give you a boost in strength and speed, a powerful beast that you can fight with as your comrades, and thunder, water, and fire that allow you to control the power of nature...... Wait a minute. Martial spirit, it can continue to become more powerful as the strength of the warrior increases.

The improvement of the strength of the martial artist is closely related to the level of the awakened martial spirit, and the higher the level of the martial spirit awakened by the martial artist, the greater the increase in his own cultivation speed.

Xiao Chen understands it this way, the end point of a martial artist's cultivation is the Martial Emperor, which is like the place you want to travel on the earth, and the various levels in it are like various stops on the journey. Wuling is your means of transportation, some people are walking, some are bicycles, some are cars, some are sports cars, and some are airplanes. The quality of your means of transportation determines the speed at which you arrive at the tourist location, and his martial arts spirit is the lowest one product and one star, which is equivalent to walking for tourism, and the slowness of the speed can be imagined.

"Alas...... Martial Spirit, this is a big problem!"