The blade-like wind swirled, and Bai Chen tossed and turned between wakefulness and coma, not knowing how many times the sun and moon rose and fell. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At first, there was heart-wrenching, but now, all that remains is confusion and numbness.

"I can't sleep, I can't wake up when I sleep!"

Bai Chen roared wildly, this voice couldn't be transmitted, only lingering in a dark silence, reverberating layer after layer.

Although he couldn't see, couldn't speak, and couldn't even sense his hands and feet, he still knew that his time to be awake was getting shorter and shorter.

"Perhaps, if I am swept up like this for a few more days, I will not exist in this world at all......"

A strong desire to survive erupted, making him desperately struggling to grasp whatever might exist to get out of his current state.

Raise the viewing angle, and you can see a little bit of spiritual light in the boundless black sea attached to a copper coin, fluttering, disappearing from time to time. The aura above is getting dimmer and dimmer, but it is tenaciously supported, and only the purest point remains. Three or five days, or three or five years later, a red light appeared in front of me, and soon a little sesame took over the whole sight.

The closer Bai Chen got to the red light, the more he could feel the warmth and strength, and with the last bit of strength he had, he jumped hard towards the peak of the red light, and the crisp sound of the copper plate in Qingyue was that the sky and the earth cracked, the wind roared, and the chaos reorganized.

Before he could open his eyes and take a look, he was crushed by the thick tiredness and weakness that rushed up, and he fell unconscious again.

But lying on the hard bed, without that sense of unsteadiness, especially the realistic scene glimpsed from the glance that barely opened it, made him sleep extra sweetly, as if he wanted to make up for all the sleep of these days.

......

Bai Chen's eyelids were raised, and they closed quickly, repeating this several times before he adapted to the dazzling sunlight.

The shabby, cramped hut, with large areas peeling off the gray walls, and a thick cloth blanket covering his body, black and dirty, the corners of which had been dethreaded and fluffed, had obviously been used for a long time, and there were five or six patches on the surface.

"This dream is so real......"

Bai Chen thought about sleeping again, and when he woke up again, he should go back to his small apartment, although shabby, it was countless times better than this dream cabin.

As soon as his arm was propped up, a feeling of extreme weakness surged up, and he fell directly back to the bed, and a thunderbolt flashed in his mind.

"Not in a dream! where is this?"

After graduating from a third-rate university for four years, he worked as a designer in a design company, but in fact, he repeated every day in boring drawings without any progress. In order to make a living, he had to continue his private work endlessly outside, squeezing his already poor leisure time like bread dried for a month, without water.

In this way, you can survive in this bustling and devouring metropolis, and slowly accumulate a house that seems to be out of reach forever.

finally took a three-day long vacation, and Bai Chen was asked by a few good colleagues to go out of the city for a barbecue. Filling their stomachs, several people chatted while strolling along the ridges of the countryside, and a dilapidated Taoist temple that was in disrepair and did not have incense flourished jumped out of sight.

In the Taoist temple of Sanjin, there are only three villagers who wear Taoist robes, selling incense and candles, as well as a table full of peace charms and Taoist utensils.

Bai Chen even saw the Buddha statues of Guanyin sending children and Maitreya holding their stomachs inside, and there was no sense of disobedience at all.

In the bamboo basket on the table, Bai Chen flipped through it twice, picked up a mottled and dim copper coin, and always felt that it had an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, with a full age. But turning over and over, the four characters of Qingrui Palace on the front and the cumulus clouds on the reverse are a copper coin cast by the Taoist temple itself, and it has nothing to do with historical relics.

It is estimated that before the liberation, this Taoist priest cast it himself, Bai Chen let go of his palm, and said secretly, the weight is quite sufficient, I don't know what other metals are mixed in the copper.

The villagers blew this copper coin into a Taoist vessel that has a history of hundreds of years and has been consecrated by the Heavenly Master. Bargain twice at the bottom and take it for thirty yuan.

Colleague Xiao Li sneered, this kind of copper coin antique market stall is five yuan a piece, ten yuan is three, how much do you want.

Bai Chen smiled and didn't respond, thinking that it was right to buy it, and it was not expensive anyway.

After burning incense and praying, the group wandered around the Taoist temple, and Bai Chen stopped in front of a statue of the Eastern Emperor Jun to look at it twice, lagging behind his colleagues. Hurriedly took two steps to catch up, but the ground suddenly shook violently, and the broken stones and wooden pillars on the top of the Taoist temple fell down in a mess.

Earthquake!

As soon as this thought came to Bai Chen's mind, the copper coins in his pocket suddenly became hot, and a flame rushed out and swallowed himself in an instant, just avoiding the large pillars that had fallen over.

Then I didn't know life and death, and I was in a blur, until I woke up just now and found that my environment had changed drastically.

Glancing at his bony arms, his weak body made him use all his strength to make a motion to get up, gasping for air. It took a lot of effort to get out of bed and stumble over to the wall where half of the bronze mirror hung on it.

The blurred mirror surface is like a layer of mist, and the faces of the people in the mirror are faint.

Just at a glance, Bai Chen's mouth opened wide in surprise, the thin and weak kid in the bronze mirror was almost exactly the same as when he was in middle school, that is, his body was too weak, and he was about to pour bean sprouts when the wind blew.

"Brother Chen, have you woken up?"

The chai door was pushed open with a creak, and an eight or nine-year-old little girl crept in, saw Bai Chen standing out of bed, and trotted over excitedly.

This is Calyx!

Bai Chen naturally flashed a name in his mind, it was the young daughter of Uncle Dong next door, and the previous owner of this body was the best, sticking to the back of his ass all day long - a similar appearance, the same name as Bai Chen, he woke up from the darkness and was a little at a loss, which memory was real and which memory was a dream.

Bai Chen nodded numbly, and the memories that came out intermittently let him know that he seemed to have suffered an unwarranted disaster. Two big men who flew in the sky and came and went high and high fought in the forest outside the town, and their sword qi flew sideways, and their fists were full of shadows, which made Bai Chen, who was picking up firewood nearby, suffer the aftermath, and was directly blasted out for a few feet.

And he should have become the new master of this body at that moment.

"I'm scared to death, I knew Brother Chen, you were fine!" Dong Lucao trotted for a while, and quickly turned back when he got out of the door, with an extra urn clay pot in his hand, "Brother Chen, my mother's chicken soup can replenish your body!"

The tempting aroma came to his nose, and Bai Chen's index finger moved, grabbed the spoon and ate it unceremoniously.

"Calyx, how many days have I been unconscious?"

"It's been three days!"

A series of memories flooded into Bai Chen's brain, and the pictures flashed like a movie, and he finally remembered the past of the original owner of this body, and what kind of world he was in.

Warriors are respected, and blood is supreme!

The Chuli Dynasty had a similar environment and productivity level to the ancient feudal dynasties on the earth, and its territory was very vast. There is only one difference, the most authoritative thing in this world is not the royal family, but the warriors!

Ordinary martial artists, relying on refining the body, carrying qi and blood, controlling vitality, and breaking gold and jade with one enemy;

And the bloodline warriors, doing these is just idle, the legendary strong can move mountains and reclaim the sea, pick up the stars in the sun, and make a fortune.

In this world, the group of people standing at the top are all composed of bloodline warriors, who can decide the life and death of ten thousand people with one word, and one person can decide the survival of the country.

"In this world, it's not very easy to mix!"

Bai Chen sighed, helpless about his bizarre opportunities, but he still couldn't help but feel a fever in his heart, jumping out of the endless mechanical work life, and coming to such a world like the legend of gods and demons, with infinite possibilities, there will always be a little bit of imagination.

The bloodline inheritance number of the warrior is a hundred veins, but there are actually hundreds and nearly thousands, each with its own strengths.

And those with excellent bloodlines—their ancestors have the power of condensing the law and becoming a true person, or they have a trace of the bloodline of an ancient divine beast—their cultivation speed can be described as a thousand miles a day, and the bloodline legacy alone is a hundred and ten times better than those who work hard but have mediocre qualifications.

But those who are born with bloodline, regardless of the strength of the bloodline, are the pride of the sky, and the talent of one in a million.

The vast majority of people have to start as an ordinary martial artist, practice martial arts, go through thousands of difficulties and dangers, and awaken the weak bloodline in their body as much as possible in order to embark on the glorious road of bloodline martial arts.

Compared with the innate bloodline, the acquired martial artist has undoubtedly taken many detours, and he is too far behind at the starting point.

Qianshan Town, where Bai Chen is located, was built close to Qianshan, and it was first established nearby after some disciples of the Naihe Sect on Qianshan left the sect with limited prospects.

Over time, there were more than 6,000 households in Qianshan Town, most of whom were descendants of former disciples of the Naihe Sect, as well as relatives of disciples who did not have cultivation qualifications.

After careful study, everyone in Qianshan Town can have a slight relationship with the Naihe Sect.

Naihe Sect, one of the twenty-four sects of the Chuli Dynasty, is a famous sect with more than 1,000 disciples and countless industries. There are countless young talents who dream of becoming a member of the Naihe Sect, and from then on, they will soar and change their lives.

Bai Chen guessed in his heart that he was very unlucky to bump into the fighting method between the two Naihe Sect disciples, and was seriously injured after being affected by the aftermath of the battle. So much so that the soul of his predecessor was wiped out, and he came to this world in a daze and became the new Bai Chen.

It seems that the soul is in place, and Bai Chen, who originally watched him dying, quickly improved in the next two days. After three or four days, except for not being able to exercise vigorously, there is no major problem.

The father of the original owner of this body was the most ordinary outer disciple of the Naihe Sect, with limited talents, and he had cultivated diligently for more than ten years, and his cultivation was stagnant at the level of forging the body. lost the hope of promotion, was expelled from the sect, and became the manager of a commercial bank under the Naihe Sect.

Who knows, when people reach middle age, the time will come to run.

In just a few years, he first broke through the level, introduced qi into the body, and officially became a martial artist in the qi induction period. And because of the solid foundation and strong accumulation, two bottlenecks were broken in a short period of time, and the introduction of air induction entered the great completion of air induction.

This kind of cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that he was no longer young, he could have turned into an inner disciple of the Naihe Sect.

It just so happened that at this time, Bai Chen's father's original wife passed away in frailty, and he newly married the youngest daughter of the Liang family as a continuation of the string, which was really proud of the spring breeze - the Liang family is the most common kind, a family rooted in the sect, and there have been people who have become disciples of the Naihe Sect for several generations.

Especially among the children of the Liang family in the previous generation, there was a disciple who entered the house, which raised the level of the entire family at once.

Marrying the daughter of the Liang family, Bai Chen's father quickly moved out of Qianshan Town and went to the more prosperous Tianyang City, leaving his son in the town. In the first few years, I often came back to visit, entrusted people to bring property, and after I arrived, I was completely ignored, and even the meager living expenses every year were gone.

"You're really unfortunate enough to have such a father. ”

Bai Chen lay in front of the window, thinking about the memories of this body, and couldn't help but think of the past.

Family, friends, and the whole life that seems to be eternal, the novelty and panic recede, and all that floats in my heart is sadness and longing.