Chapter 1 A Waste Spirit

"Have you heard, that waste spirit has signed up again for this test!"

"Yes, I don't know who Lu Dao was lucky enough to meet this time, is it purely free to meet him?"

"That's it, I don't know if this guy has a tendency to be abused, he's really an indomitable guy!"

Lin Zheng listened indifferently to the whispers around him, or it was more appropriate to be blatantly noisy, but Lin Zheng couldn't say anything to other people's pointing and pointing in addition to remaining indifferent, so he had to speed up his pace and leave far away.

Looking at the mountains and mountains in the distance, on the edge of the cliff at the bottom of the valley, Lin Zheng sat quietly alone, Lin Zheng lay down on his back, looked at the white clouds slowly floating in the sky, and suddenly said: "Old man, since you are here, come out!"

Suddenly, a lewd old man wearing a green robe appeared next to Lin Zheng, the old man looked like a withered tree, the wrinkles on his face were piled up, like a blooming chrysanthemum, he stood staggeringly, one hand kept scratching around under his armpits, and his eyes were cloudy, but there was an indescribable thoroughness in the depths

In fact, when Lin Zheng first met this obscene old man, he also carefully saw the glint in the old man's eyes, thinking that the old man was a hermit master in the game world, but later he found that he was misremembering, and it was outrageously wrong

"Yay, boy, your spiritual sense has improved again, come with me to hunt for treasure this time, I found a treasure land. ”

"Come on, old man, do you think I will still believe you? Since the first time you tricked me into going to the treasure land, when you actually peeped at the female disciples of the sect to bathe, I swore that I would never believe you again, you died of this heart, this time you just said that the iron tree blossoms and the water flows backwards is useless. And every time you are discovered, you run away in advance, leaving me behind to carry the black pot!" Lin Zheng gritted his teeth hatefully, looked at the old man in front of him who was shaking his thighs and laughing at himself.

The obscene old man didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, just kept looking at Lin Zheng, carefully looked at it from beginning to end, and then left without saying a word with a smile.

Lin Zheng jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, every time the old man looked at himself like this, he had a feeling of madness, as if he was touched all over his body by his skinny fingers, especially the old man would laugh a few times every time, so that Lin Zheng felt crazy every time, wondering if the old man had a problem with his orientation.

Lin Zheng left the top of the mountain, along the mountain path all the way back to his house, the road is naturally indispensable to the same door pointing, open the door of a hut of less than 20 square meters all presented in front of him, Lin Zheng sat on the bed into the meditation, again and again to run the exercises, every time when he arrived at the level of a product, the aura always disappeared inexplicably, and after no result again, Lin Zheng lay back on the bed with a wry smile, slowly recovering his energy. It seemed that he felt that there was a slight increase in spiritual sense, Lin Zheng smiled helplessly, and slowly clenched his fists, but he couldn't feel the slightest increase in spiritual power.

Lin Zheng has been in the sect for three years, but he still hasn't broken through the first grade, let's first say that Lin Zheng's sect is an obscure sect on the Cloud Desolate Continent, the martial artist is divided into ten grades, the first grade is the primary grade, and the one who crosses the ten grades is the sage, and the top is the broken void, across the holy product, and the god is broken through the void.

However, subconsciously, Lin Zheng was very disdainful of this, and there was ridicule in the dark, as if he was very dismissive of Lin Zheng's hierarchical divisions, or simply ignored them. Lin Zheng came out of a small village, according to the old people in the village, they are all descendants of the hundred tribes, as for where they said the hundred tribes came from, no one told him, as for where he came from, who his parents were, whether he had brothers and sisters, no one in the village mentioned it, but he smiled very weirdly at him, and Lin Zheng was creepy when he laughed. Lin Zheng felt that he was the only normal person in the village, because of his extraordinary spiritual sense, he would notice that the people in the village, every time he talked about the primeval period, he would feel a trace of self-evident familiarity, and tremble, at this time, everyone did not hide the invisible pride, as if born, the breath of eternal existence.

Lin Zheng learned through the people outside the village that now is not the primeval era, the times alternate, the years are in a hurry, the primeval era has passed for thousands of years, occasionally hear which old antique can break the destiny of heaven, the day shatters the void and go, or which outstanding disciples of the younger generation walk around the mainland and create what deeds, or a certain holy place has recruited a rare talent in a hundred years, or the rise and fall of a certain country, Lin Lin has collected all kinds of news, Lin Zheng finally has an understanding of this world.

In normal times, Lin Zheng will work with the people in the village, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and only at this time, the people in the village are like ordinary villages, until three years ago, the people in the village sent him to the door on this mountain, and repeatedly told him to participate in the annual assessment, no matter what, he can only go down the mountain after three years, so he left Lin Zheng on the mountain to fend for himself.

Lin Zheng's sect has an assessment every year, the assessment is divided into three levels, the first level and the second level is to find items in the vast mountains within a radius of thousands of miles, the items are placed by the elders in the door, find the promotion items and spend ten days in the mountains, it is qualified, and then the third level of assessment will be carried out, and the disciples in the door will catch and fight. In the end, the winner who passes the three levels will be rewarded by the sect, including elixirs, exercises, and eye-catching equipment.

With his extraordinary spiritual sense, Lin Zheng was stunned to pass the first two assessments with the cultivation of the first product, but the third level, because of the strength of the first product, Lin Zheng did not have the slightest capital to fight, and Lin Zheng himself had no confidence this time.

As for why he couldn't break through, Lin Zheng didn't know the reason for it, whether it was his qualifications or roots, Lin Zheng was a genius but he couldn't break through for a long time, which also made Lin Zheng bear the title of a first-class waste spirit.

In fact, there is another question that has plagued Lin Zheng for a long time, Lin Zheng only has a little more than three years of memory, and Lin Zheng has no impression of the previous memory, he asked many people in the village, but he didn't get an answer, just got a weird smile as usual. Before going up the mountain, he asked an old man in the village who was a fortune teller, and the old man replied to him for the first time with a strange smile: "Three years later, the three-life stone, reincarnation." ”

Then the people in the village seemed to have forgotten him, and they had never gone up the mountain to see Lin Zheng, but fortunately, Lin Zheng was not lonely in the company of a lewd old man in the past few years, in fact, Lin Zheng would rather wait alone for three years, rather than this obscene old man pestering him every day, outsiders can't imagine that this old man is everywhere, whenever Lin Zheng wants to calm down and cultivate, this obscene old man will appear, bringing unguardable trouble.

Thinking of this, Lin Zheng got up smartly, and every time he finished meditating, this old man would appear on time, which was not because Lin Zheng was inspired, but because it was continuously staged every day for three years, which had formed Lin Zheng's habit.

Lin Zheng scolded the obscene old man while opening the door and waiting for the other party to arrive, hoping that there would be no trouble this time. Sure enough, he didn't wait long, the old man appeared, this time there seemed to be no one following the old man, didn't the old man go to trouble the female cultivator in the door this time? Lin Zheng muttered to himself while closing the door.

"Say, old man, what's the trouble this time?" Lin Zheng poured himself a glass of water on the side of the table and asked lightly.

"You bastard, am I the kind of person who runs away when I'm in trouble?" the old man sat on the chair and squinted at Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng nodded affirmatively, and then said: "Old man, after this promotion, no matter what, I have to leave, you take good care of yourself, don't provoke those female disciples in the door, I won't give you the black pot in the future." ”

The old man was hesitant, and then he spared a few laps in the room, and then suddenly stood still, changed his previous face, and said slowly in Lin Zheng's surprised gaze: "Boy, do you think I have just stayed on this mountain for the past three years?" and then stood in the center of the room without moving.

Lin Zheng looked at the old man sitting there quietly, as if he saw a man in a green robe in a green robe in the vast world, quietly looking up at the sky, but as if looking at an ant, there were no living creatures around, but it was as if everything was bowing to him, arrogant? No, it's not this feeling, it's domineering, as if heaven and earth respect this man, the dim sky gradually condensed, as if a familiar face appeared, familiar, yes, as if engraved in the heart of the familiar, I saw the man in Tsing Yi robe, slowly stretched out his hand and shook it hard at the heavens, and then pulled it down, as if he wanted to pull the sky up. All day long, the sky was slowly grasped by an invisible hand, and the distance between heaven and earth began to gradually close, and the empty huge face showed a trace of panic, and then it became hideous, as if shouting something. Then the man lightly threw a punch, and the entire heaven and earth instantly shattered like ice, leaving only the man standing in the chaos.

Suddenly, the man pulled towards Lu, and a huge crack appeared in the chaos, and when the figure of the man in Tsing Yi Dao robe completely disappeared into the void, Lin Zheng's ears came with an intermittent and inaudible voice: "Together, your comrade-in-arms, I am the overlord, return"

The scene flashed like lightning, and by the time Lin Zheng came back to his senses, the old man had already left. Lin Zheng tried to recall the fragment of the scene just now, what was the matter with the huge face in the sky? Was the man in the green robe the obscene old man? Who is going to return? The old man is the overlord? What happened to the primeval world? Why is there no primeval legend now?

What is the reason for all this? Lin Zheng pondered bitterly, but he still didn't have a clue.

Forget it, don't think about it at all, anyway, the people in the village told themselves that the three-year deadline was coming up soon, and everything they wanted to know the Dao would be answered.

Thinking of this, Lin Zheng went back to the bed and lay down, put his hands behind his head, and suddenly felt a burst of silk smoothness, and with a twitch of his hand, he introduced a woman's underwear in front of him, which was clean and seemed to have a hint of girlish body fragrance, but there was a black handprint at the bottom, which seemed to be the old man's masterpiece!

Lin Zheng secretly hated, this old man seemed to have caused a lot of trouble, he had to destroy this thing quickly, otherwise he would get into trouble sooner or later, according to the countless tragic encounters before, this time would definitely be no exception.

Lin Zheng bounced off the bed, grabbed his underwear, wrapped it casually in a rag, and hurriedly ran out, Lin Zheng secretly hated in his heart, when he had the ability to catch the old man one day, he would definitely beat him up once, to thank him for taking such "care" of himself in the past three years!