Volume 1 Jianghu Pride 018 Luck in the World

"Opinion +499 from Cao Zheng

New hero: Cao Zheng

Martial arts realm: Seven pints of rebirth realm and one heavy

Strategy Rank: Four-Rank Strategist

Reputation: 399/1000 Friendship (can obtain 10% of the opponent's martial arts cultivation and strategy rank)"

Feeling the improvement from the system, Wang Lun's martial arts realm and strategy rank improved again.

The martial arts realm broke through the Great Perfection of the Seven-Rank Rebirth Realm in an instant, and directly stepped into the first level of the Eight-Rank Bone Changing Realm, and the strategy rank was also promoted to the fourth level of the Dao Second-Rank Staff Realm.

"It's so cool!"

Wang Lun couldn't help but be happy when he felt the majestic true yuan in his body and the incomparably clear thoughts in his mind, and he was looking forward to subduing hundreds or thousands of cattle in the future, wasn't that a proper land fairyland?

Thinking of this, Wang Lun looked at the content of the lifespan column on the system panel again, and suddenly made him almost vomit a mouthful of old blood.

"Countdown to life: one month!"

Wang Lun couldn't help but be furious: "Thief God, break the system, hasn't Lao Tzu already subdued Lin Chong, Chao Gai, Gongsun Sheng, Wu Yong and Cao Zheng?" Why is life expectancy five months shorter? ”

All of a sudden, all the joy just now was gone. Life is almost gone, there is a fart in the martial arts realm?

But now Wang Lun thinks about it, and he can't think of who will be able to kill him in a month, after all, after he came to the Water Margin World, many things have been disrupted by him.

Perhaps this is the so-called butterfly effect.

Wang Lun finally reluctantly accepted this fact.

"It seems that my strength is far from strong enough to be able to protect myself in this world, and I can't even save my life. It's all! ”

Thinking about it, Wang Lun finally fell asleep under the influence of alcohol.

The next morning, the sky finally cleared.

Wang Lun took Zhu Gui and Cao Zhengyi to say goodbye, and took the group towards Qingzhou.

"Brother, walk more than 20 miles ahead and you will arrive at the boundary of Erlong Mountain, there are strong people on Erlong Mountain, and six or seven hundred people have gathered to rob houses and houses to intercept passing merchants."

Zhu Gui pointed to Wang Lun in the distance as he walked.

"It doesn't matter, Deng Long's house is just a sparse martial arts thief, originally the host of the Baozhu Temple on this mountain, and then for some reason he took a group of monks to return to the grass and occupy this Baozhu Temple as a cottage. Don't worry about him, in the future, Lu Zhishen and Yang Zhi will take care of this guy. ”

Wang Lun smiled disappreciatively.

Zhu Gui looked at Wang Lun with a confident look, and naturally he was convinced, and he was afraid of Wang Lun in his heart.

Yan Poxi said last night that she had something to do with Wang Lun, but she didn't say a word when she went out today, but she just glanced at Wang Lun with resentment before going out, thinking that she should know that Wang Lun is not a good person to hook up, and it is not good to make a rash move.

"There are still about 2560 miles to get to Tokyo on this way, and if it goes well, we should be able to reach it in three days."

After listening to Zhu Gui's words, Wang Lun nodded: "I hope to arrive in Tokyo as soon as possible, and I picked up the Lin Chong brothers' wife and father-in-law, but it is also a matter of concern." ”

After Wang Lun finished speaking, he didn't speak anymore, but just buried his head and hurried forward.

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Jiangxi, Longhu Mountain, Shangqing Palace.

Zhao Danyang, dressed in white, knelt in the main hall and bowed to Zhang Zhilin, the contemporary host who was sitting in the first seat.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent, he has failed to live up to the expectations of the master, and he failed to correct the head of the Liangshan thief on the spot, and he asked the master to surrender!"

Zhang Zhilin looked at his proud protΓ©gΓ© suspiciously, and asked in surprise: "Danyang, your martial arts realm is already an eight-rank rebirth realm, and it is my inheritance, that is, looking at the world, there are only a handful of people in the younger generation who can compete with you, why can't a small Liangshan thief capital be ambushed?" ”

Zhao Danyang's face was red: "The disciple is ashamed, the head of the Liangshan thief is a low martial arts and insignificant, but on the way, he killed a Taoist named Sun Sheng, the dragon of the clouds, and he is powerful!" A body of Taoism has the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, and it must be the realm of the nine grades. ”

"Into the clouds Dragon Gongsun Sheng?"

Zhang Zhilin frowned, chewing the name repeatedly in his mouth, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't have a clue.

But Zhang Zhilin knew that Zhao Danyang would definitely not lie to him.

"Danyang, get up! Even if you are blocked by a master of Taoism, you are no wonder! It's hard work for you to think about it, if the other party doesn't care about the prestige of my Dragon and Tiger Mountain, I'm afraid that your life is already in danger. ”

Zhao Danyang stood up and asked unwillingly: "Master, that thief leader Wang Lun has the ambition of a wolf, and he dares to talk about the world in vain, pointing out the rivers and mountains, saying that he wants to turn the world upside down and reorganize the mountains and rivers!" It's a shame! We can't afford to ignore it! ”

Zhang Zhilin nodded: "You go down, I'll go up the mountain to meet the Heavenly Master and see what the Heavenly Master means." ”

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Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the side of the empowerment pool, the alchemy cliff.

All around was snowy and mist-shrouded. But the alchemy cliff is full of life and warm like spring.

A green cow is crawling on the grass and chewing on the grass on the ground, closing its eyes and resting its mind.

And not far from the green cow, there was a person, a fairy wind bone, sitting on the edge of the cliff, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing rod looks ordinary, but it is green and shining. The fishing line on the boom is transformed by the vitality of heaven and earth, and if there is nothing, it hangs directly into the bottomless pool under a hundred feet.

This piece of world, with a radius of more than ten miles, is completely different from the outside world, but it is a formation laid out by the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain in turn, gathering the vitality of heaven and earth, and forming a small world of its own.

"Disciple Zhang Zhilin meets the Heavenly Master!"

Zhang Zhilin, the host of the contemporary Dragon and Tiger Mountain, was bowing his body at this time, and said respectfully to this old Taoist, his expression was like a child meeting an adult, and like a mortal meeting a fairy, trembling and terrified.

"Zhilin, do you know what's under this divine pool?"

Zhang Jixian stroked his long beard and asked without replying.

"I don't know."

"There is a dragon under this sacred pool, which is born by adhering to the luck between heaven and earth. There are ten points of luck in this world, and originally four points are within this divine pool, which belongs to the Zhao family of the Great Song Dynasty. Three points are in Northern Liao, which belongs to the Yelu family of Liao, and the remaining three are scattered all over the place. Recently, the dragon qi of the Zhao family under this divine pool suddenly decreased by a point, I watched the sky at night, speculated on the sky, and suddenly felt that the sky was faint and uncheckable, but the luck of the world seemed to be scattered, faintly returned to two places. One is the emerging gold country in Northeast China, and the other is Liangshanbo in Shandong!

It stands to reason that the general trend of the world, divided for a long time, must be united, and for a long time, the dispersion and gathering of luck is the way of heaven and irreversible! However, although the luck of the Great Song Dynasty is declining, it will not fall apart, and there should be 160 years of national glory. But all this has changed, the future is unpredictable, and it is really strange that it is not in the Heavenly Dao! ”

Zhang Zhilin was taken aback: "Heavenly Master, how is this good?" ”

Zhang Jixian smiled: "The Northern Liao Yelu family has its own great Zen temple support, for thousands of years, this great Zen master and my Longhu Mountain one north and one south, mutual checks and balances, my Longhu Mountain these generations of support is the Zhao family, raising the luck of the Zhao family, fishing is the real dragon of the Zhao family, if there are changes today, the Zhao family's qi is not exhausted, and my Longhu Mountain Taoist inheritance can not be lost." Therefore, this Liangshan Bo must be eliminated and the future troubles will be eliminated forever! ”

Zhang Zhilin's expression was solemn and nodded: "It's just that Danyang has returned, there is a person who is called to be the Gongsun Sheng of the Cloud Dragon, which is the cultivation of the nine grades, and the end is powerful, and he is afraid of him。。。。。。 ”

Zhang Jixian smiled disapprenously: "It's okay, I'll let your senior brother Zhang Jiuling go down the mountain when I go back, and you don't have to worry about it at this time." ”

"Obey the Celestial Master's edict!"

Zhang Zhilin's heart sank, this Zhang Jiuling is the personal disciple of the Heavenly Master, the inheritor of the next Heavenly Master, although he is only in his early twenties, his cultivation is unfathomable. It is rumored that it has reached the peak of the Xuan Realm.

If he makes a move, then Zhang Zhilin really has nothing to worry about.