Human beings are not born to practice.

About 10,000 years ago, the first cultivators appeared on the continent of Middle-earth.

At that time, there was no distinction between countries in the vast continent of Middle-earth, and there were only countless tribes and clans, large and small. These tribes worship different gods, and almost every tribe has a totem that symbolizes the gods.

It can be a terrible thing for a person to lose his faith. Otherwise, this is not necessarily true.

Because of their different beliefs, these tribes have been at odds for thousands of years. During this period, there were several unimaginable natural disasters on the Middle-earth continent, and even the sea kingdom far away in the East China Sea set foot on the east coast of the continent under the leadership of the then Sea Emperor.

Starting from Jimo City, the easternmost part of the Middle-earth Continent, the army of mermaids only took a year, connecting three thousand miles, until the western boundary of the Tianling Mountains turned back. No one knows how many tribes have disappeared from the stars in the process.

The invasion of the Sea Kingdom made the people of Middle-earth, who had been fighting for many years, wake up from a dream. When the footsteps of the mermaids sounded on the other side of the Tianling Mountains, at least hundreds of tribes with more than 10,000 people sent their own envoys to gather in one place, and in just one night, the envoys who carried the heavy trust of the tribal leaders reached an alliance against the sea country with blood as an alliance and a swear to the sky.

It was precisely because of this that the army of the Sea Kingdom was not able to continue to advance westward, but was blocked under the majestic peaks of Tianling. Even the Emperor of the Sea Kingdom, who started this war, was so badly wounded in the final decisive battle between the Men and the Sharks that he died of depression shortly after returning home.

On that occasion, the tribal alliance emerged victorious.

However, all this did not stop them from continuing to fight with blood and fire in the years that followed.

Until that person appeared.

In all the existing historical books, biographies, scripts, and even oral stories of the people, there is no detailed record of the origin of this person, and people do not even know how old this person is and which tribe he is. But across all versions of the story, there is one thing in common.

On that day, the entire sky was bathed in fiery red flames.

Someone came from the west, and the western sky was the first to shine. It was a very, very peculiar light, and it was so peculiar because it was obvious that it was not the color of the sun.

It was a flaming red, very bright, brighter, more vivid than any gemstone in the world, more dazzling than the rays of the sun, shining on every man's face.

In the midst of the light stood a man, a man.

With a single lift of his hand, he set the sky on fire.

At that time, there was only one kind of shock in the hearts of the people that cannot be described in words, so much so that in later records, there are only a few words about the circumstances of the man's appearance.

In addition to the shock, the people present even had a feeling of worship from the bottom of their hearts.

They didn't know where he came from, but later the entire continent of Middle-earth learned of this man's existence.

For he had said the same thing to all the tribal leaders, and it was very simple, just four very simple words.

Just one.

It sounded inexplicable at first, but the leaders understood.

He said that there was only one, and almost all the tribes in Middle-earth disappeared.

To be precise, they did not disappear, but merged into a new tribe that took over all of Middle-earth.

The future of this tribe is known to all, and it has a new name.

Bactria Dynasty.

......

Walking on the long street in the west of the city, Xiao Xuan recalled the past events he had found in a small border town a few years ago, and felt that this story was passed down by later people, and it was almost turned into a myth and legend, which was a little ridiculous.

In his hometown, there is a saying that can be used very well in this story.

God says that people should practice.

So people began to practice.

Does Xiao Xuan have faith? No one but himself may know.

Does Xiao Xuan believe that there are gods in this world? Obviously, he doesn't believe it.

In the story, the legendary practitioner is described as almost a god, and some even believe that he is a god. But in Xiao Xuan's mind, all gods, demons and monsters are just people's imagination.

It is better to believe in God than in yourself.

In the past many years, in those times when he encountered countless difficulties, he also had the luxury of thinking about the existence of God. It's just that it turns out that extravagant dreams are really just extravagant dreams.

That being said, this is still a world of practitioners. Those legends were of no help to Xiao Xuan's desire to start cultivating. If he had to say anything, he would rather humans never practice. In that case, he should be better off than he is now, and a thousand, ten thousand times better, even a hundred thousand times better.

Well, this sentence is actually just a little complaint from a teenager after thinking about his cultivation and not being able to do it.

As for cultivation, Xiao Xuan's current knowledge is only that the key to cultivation is a mysterious power called the divine soul. The divine soul is not the soul of a person, and only by awakening the divine soul can ordinary people embark on the path of slow cultivation.

The soul is not something that everyone will have, according to the statistics of Si Tianjian, there is one in ten people who are born with a divine soul. People who possess divine souls can barely find one out of ten, they are people who are favored by the heavens, and they are born to see the gate of the cultivation world.

But it's just about seeing.

Si Tianjian also has a statistic that illustrates another cruel reality: there is no one in ten who has a divine soul and can awaken it.

Many people, with all their life's strength, can't push open that door, let alone how far they can go on the road behind the door.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuan's mood began to feel a little apprehensive.

He wasn't worried about how difficult it would be to practice this kind of thing, but whenever there was a problem, there would always be a solution. One of Xiao Xuan's principles is not to make any concessions in the face of problems.

Even when it comes to the big choice of life or death, he never follows only his own principles and does not compromise. If you take one step back, you will take two steps back, and then you will never be able to move forward.

However, the problem of inherentity is not a problem.

That's fate.

That's right, I had never considered it before, and the most basic condition for wanting to practice was the awakening of the divine soul. He didn't know the way to awaken his soul, but he thought that as long as there was a way, he would be able to find a way to get it after all. No matter how difficult the event itself is, as long as it is decided, it must be completed, which is another principle of Xiao Xuan's life.

However, there is a big premise in everything, that is, he must first have a divine soul.

No one had ever told him that the Divine Soul could be acquired by some means.

In the face of such a proposition, even if the heart is as tenacious as his, it is inevitable that he will become a loser. It was only at this moment that he clearly realized that he didn't know when his desire for cultivation had become unimaginably strong.

"Stop. ”

There was a commotion in the distance.

The next moment, a gray shadow swept in from not far away, and the figure was as fast as the breeze, and in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Xiao Xuan.

A cold breath rushed to his face, waking up the contemplative boy. Xiao Xuan didn't expect that he would be so negligent, and he would be completely distracted for a moment.

In the midst of his thoughts, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of several dark shadows in the distance.

Xiao Xuan didn't choose to resist, because his intuition told him that he couldn't resist, and he instinctively realized that the gray shadow was not coming at him.

"Oh, why don't you walk with long eyes?"

After an exclamation, the boy's feet seemed to stumble, and his whole body fell to the side.

And the gray shadow in the swift sweep really ignored the poor boy as expected, and the man's toes tapped lightly on a green brick beside the young man, and with a single step, he wanted to run farther away.

The panicked Xiao Xuan ignored the muddy water that was splashed all over his body, and desperately crawled to the side. As he crawled, he shouted, "Kill!

Grey didn't really take that step in the end.

For in the middle of the air before him, snow fell.

One, two, three...... At first, the snow grains were sparse and unrecognizable if they were far away, but they quickly became one after another, and then into a curtain, and then into a heavy curtain.

When the white snow flutters in the air, it's really beautiful and beautiful.

Some people know that they are not only beautiful, but also really dangerous.

When the gray shadow stood still in front of the snow curtain, Xiao Xuan finally saw clearly that it was a person who was covered in a wide gray robe.

Judging by his size, this should be a man, but his body is too thin. If it weren't for the fact that this person was still moving, Xiao Xuan might have wondered if there would be only a pair of bones left under the cloak.

Yes, the man was moving.

He raised his head slightly, and with a flick of his left hand, a long sword appeared in front of the snow curtain.

It was a sword without a hilt, floating silently, the blade exuding a cold aura without making the slightest sound.

Practitioners!

At that moment, only these words appeared in Xiao Xuan's mind.

Moreover, without direct physical contact to drive weapons, this person is at least a cultivator above the realm of distraction.

There were a few clicks, and three warriors dressed in black uniforms also rushed to the field, and the moment they landed, they dispersed with great tacit understanding, surrounding the gray-robed man in the center.

The gray-robed man didn't look at them, and all his attention was on the snow curtain in front of him.

Or rather, he cared about the man behind the snow curtain.

The man in black was a young man, all with silent expressions. The pattern on the black clothes told Xiao Xuan that they were internal guards under the jurisdiction of the Zongren Mansion.

Xiao Xuan didn't have time to think about why the internal guards of the Zongren Mansion appeared here, because of the mutation and regeneration.

With a buzz, the long sword soared into the sky, mixed with a sharp whistle through the heavy snow curtain, splashing countless snowflakes. The speed of that sword was so fast that it even left a Dao Illusory Shadow in mid-air.

Soon.

Xiao Xuan could only think of these two words, he had never imagined that a sword could have such a fast speed after being taken out of his hand. Obviously, the methods of these practitioners have gone beyond his understanding.

The sword turned into a streamer, piercing through the snow curtain, and there was an indomitable momentum, carrying a fierce wind that swept those white snowflakes, as if it was about to break through a huge mountain!

Thundered......

After a loud noise, the snow curtain collapsed, and Xiao Xuan couldn't help but be stunned.

It's as simple as that?

The three black-clothed guards glanced at each other, silently retracting their strength between their waists and abdomen, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any time. It was absolutely impossible for them to let this gray-robed man escape, even in this Xuanyang City, a great cultivator who was at the peak of the Void Transformation Realm, he would never want to leave the city gate without permission, but if he wasn't caught by them, then everything would be meaningless.

In fact, if it weren't for their dereliction of duty, this person would not have been able to escape from the dungeon of the Zongren Mansion and killed one of the dungeon guards.

Xiao Xuan may not know, but they knew their origin the moment they saw the snow curtain appear. There are at least double digits of people in all of Kyoto who can do this, but the only one who will appear here is that woman.

It's just that the snow curtain has broken at this moment, and the black-clothed guards made the same judgment in an instant: even the rumored woman is not an opponent!

"You two block his way, and I'll arraign. ”

One of them lowered his voice and reached out to touch a slender bamboo tube around his waist.

No one noticed that there was a teenager huddled in a corner, watching their every move. Seeing that person's movements, Xiao Xuan knew that he should be preparing to use the special communication methods of the internal security forces.

Xiao Xuan didn't know how many times he had seen this method, so now his attention turned to the other side.

Xiao Xuan is an assassin and a hunter in the night, and he knows very well that the moment the snow curtain falls, the victory or defeat is already sealed.

A line of blood slowly flowed from someone's lips.

Then snow fell on the man's shoulder.