"On the battlefield of the Great Wilderness, the disciples of the Sword Sect, set out to fight a thousand people, and returned to five hundred and twelve people."

"On the battlefield of the Eastern Wilderness, the disciples of the Sword Sect, set out to fight a thousand people, and returned to six hundred and thirteen people."

"On the battlefield of the Western Wilderness, the disciples of the Sword Sect, went out to fight a hundred people, and returned to seventy-two people."

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Sword Sect, between the clouds and mist, surrounded by mountains, a black dog as big as a white elephant stepped on the clouds, a seventeen-year-old boy Lang half lay on it, looking at the information in his hand, his face was embarrassed, and sighed: "Nearly half of the casualties, in order to seek immortality, first kill and preach, but the result of immortality did not come, but the life is not as long as mortals, what kind of immortality is this cultivation?" ”

"Cultivating immortals is a road against the sky, and walking on this road, it is inevitable that you will die in the middle of the road. This is good, at least they all won, they didn't lose, and Qin Yun came back alive, wouldn't it be good. The black dog under the boy spoke.

"Yes, senior sister will be honored and awarded, and I will be scolded and punished." The young man put away the information and laughed at himself.

"The glory of the hidden show and the shame of the hidden show, of course. Who told you not to go to trials? If the disciples are not yet tested, if you are not scolded, who will not be scolded? You were born 10,000 years late, and now it is useless to practice penance, cultivation is not done behind closed doors, but fighting, killing, and killing. The black dog shook his head.

"Yes, I was born 10,000 years late, and there is a disease in this world, which is completely different from what I imagined." The young man sighed.

The young man's name is Xu Chang'an.

One of the Blue Star Crossing Army.

The son of the late Great Elder of Yin Xiufeng, he is currently a disciple of the peak master.

At the moment of the mother's birth, she was already learning about the outside world, and I thought that this life would be a day of traveling to the North Sea in the twilight, eating and drinking, and revealing the days of eternal life.

As a result, the world is not normal.

Therefore, it is said that it is similar to Xu Chang'an's fantasy.

About 10,000 years ago, the Heavenly Dao of this world didn't know if it was a virus or something, and the rules changed greatly.

Cultivating immortals is no longer sophistication, but fighting, killing, and killing.

The small realm can be broken through by penance, but the big realm must be condensed in all directions by killing in exchange for an opportunity to break through.

Therefore, the whole world seems to have become a slaughterhouse, and the monks seem to have become Gu worms, killing and attacking each other.

The Taoist priest no longer did nothing, put down the dust and picked up the sword, the monk stopped chanting, put down the wooden fish and showed his muscles.

After three thousand years of chaos, and after almost being wiped out by the demon clan, order was rebuilt, which is known as dark turmoil in history.

And the Sword Sect is famous for its courage and ruthlessness, and it is the most suitable for today's era, so it has become one of the five major sects in the world.

It's just that the sword cultivates the sword and gathers momentum, and the pursuit is indomitable, it is easy to die young, and it kills like this, and the death rate is terrifyingly high.

Just like Xu Chang'an's parents, they turned into divine monks, which can be called the level of high-level power of the sect, but they also fell.

"There will be no illness in the world, if there is, then you are sick, because you can't beat the world, honestly accept your fate, you are seventeen years old, and you only have the ninth layer of qi refining, how can you be worthy of your father?" The black dog shook his head.

The realm of cultivation, from low to high, is in order of Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Shenshen, Dongxuan, Returning to the void, crossing the tribulation, and Mahayana.

Among the younger generation, aside from those who only entered the Sword Sect at the age of twelve or thirteen, like Xu Chang'an, who grew up and cultivated in the sect since childhood, and were cultivated by the resources of the sect.

All of them are in the foundation building realm, and the worst one also has the second layer of foundation building, the best senior sister Xu Chang'an, Qin Yun, but Xu Chang'an is four years older, and now she is already the seventh layer of foundation building.

"My father and mother have named me Chang'an, and my wife is peaceful, so she is the most worthy of them. When you go to the battlefield, if you die, that's the biggest excuse, I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet? No one is the protagonist. Xu Chang'an said.

"In this world, people eat people, demons eat people, if you don't fight, someone will come to eat you. Penance, useless. Black Dog said.

"So, Brother Dog protects me." Xu Changan said with a smile.

"Phew, if I didn't owe your father a life, I would ignore you. I haven't been to Tsukiki until now, and Edgeworth won't, and I'll ride me every time I go out. The black dog scolded.

Xu Changan laughed, immediately turned over, and fell asleep directly on the black dog, in fact, he can fly, but such a good mobile bed, abandoned, what a pity?

The black dog muttered a few more words, but when he heard the sound of even breathing on his back, he whispered instead, for fear of waking Xu Changan up.

And the sleeping Xu Chang'an's consciousness entered a fantasy space.

The tsunami waves, the huge waves rolling, the boundless waves, swallowing the sky and the earth, an indescribable huge strange fish haunts the sea, its body is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is.

Hearing a long howl again, the big fish jumped into the sky, and suddenly changed, turning into a giant bird covering the sky, its back was broad, and it did not know how many thousands of miles it had.

The sea is rolling, and countless waves are rolling, turning into a dreamy and magnificent butterfly, flying freely, light and infinite.

And in the center of all the butterflies, a golden pill drips and rotates, and there are nine mysterious lines on it.

Refining Qi and getting rid of the ordinary, building a foundation for entry, Jindan is a small success.

One layer and one pattern, nine lines are nine layers.

Seventeen-year-old Jin Dan Ninth Layer, Mo said that there was no one in the Sword Sect at this time, and there was no one in the entire history of the Sword Sect.

The black dog was wrong, penance is useless to others, but it is an exception for Xu Changan.

He could.

And you can cultivate by dreaming.

Maybe it's because his soul comes from the rest of the worlds and doesn't belong to this Heavenly Dao.

Or maybe he's one of the viruses.

In short, the rules he broke were according to the rules of 10,000 years ago, not the rules of the present.

Awakened this supernatural power at birth, cultivating in a dream, just sleeping, he can increase his cultivation by himself, and cultivate in a dream, simulating a battle, this sword sect's supernatural power, he can master, he will naturally master it here, and it seems that he has learned it through thousands of tempers.

Even if he hasn't learned it, he can theoretically, as long as he has enough mana, he can deduce it.

An incredible legacy.

is also the reason why he does not dare to take the lead.

When the world is sick and you are healthy, then you are the one who is sick.

Unlike the whole world, God knows if it will be pulled to dissect?

In a world where the serial sermon has broken through, there is no so-called human rights law.

Weakness is original sin.

Jin Dan cultivates and is almost invincible at the same age.

But the law of the protagonist of the novel, the opponent is never a peer, but an elder, excessive, has been cultivating for decades, and the opponent is an old monster for tens of thousands of years.

I don't necessarily have the protagonist's name, and the protagonist's illness should not be treated.

The taste of the enemy in the world, Xu Changan didn't want to try it.

Sleep low-key, cultivate quietly, and when you become an immortal, you will amaze everyone.

The black wind gusted under the feet of the black dog, before following Xu Changan's parents, he was also a demon king, and it was rumored that there was also the bloodline of ancient beasts, and the flight was not only stable, but also let Xu Changan lie on it, comfortable, and fast.

After a short time, he arrived at the Great Sword Ping of Tianjian Peak.