Yan country, Chizhou, Dapan Mountains.

"Boom ......"

The sky was lightning and thundering.

At the foot of the mountain, the thinly clothed boy looked up at the dark sky, and without thinking about it, he ran towards the dilapidated wooden house in the distance.

At this time, one thunder after another rolled through the sky, like the roar of the gods, deafening.

Click——!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky, and a crimson thunderbolt as thick as a water tank fell from the sky like a fire dragon, smashing the ground into a big hole.

"Ah~"

In the screams of the young man, he saw sand and gravel splashing on the ground, and the area around the pit was already charred black.

Moments later......

Xiao Chen sat up with a confused face, his face was so black that only two eyeballs remained, his hair was unkempt, and his clothes were tattered.

I was stunned for a few seconds, and immediately figured out what was going on:

He crossed the ......

The predecessor is also called 'Xiao Chen', sixteen years old, orphan, is an outer disciple in a cultivation family seven or eight miles away, his qualifications are dull, and he has practiced the basic style for three or five years, and he has not practiced a bird.

Because he offended a Tianjiao in the family, he was suppressed by the middle and high-level of the clan, and was thrown into this deserted mountain to guard the tomb, and he could only go back in a few days.

As a result, he was just empowered by a heavenly thunderbolt, and he died directly......

Xiao Chen, an earthling in the 21st century, woke up and found that he had crossed over to this teenager.

He roughly skimmed through the remaining memories of the original body, and found that this was a strange world where great power was attributed to himself:

Someone pointed to the broken river; Someone destroyed the city with a sword; Some people vomit Haoran and swallow thousands of miles of rivers and mountains; Some people put their palms together, cross the void, and give birth to lotus step by step; Some people hold scriptures in their hands, and they sit for thousands of years......

In this world, Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, and demons coexist, and there may even be demons.

"Good guy, it looks like a riotous cultivation world, and I've been fascinated for a long time."

However, Xiao Chen's exclamation was followed by a sigh:

The original cultivation qualifications are dull, and he is an orphan with no family background, an ordinary person like him has a life like a mustard, and he will be trampled on wherever he goes......

Hey, no, the ones who can cross will be ordinary people?

He had read some novels in his previous life, and many protagonists would bind a cultivation system or something with him, and he could increase his experience by doing tasks, so it was so convenient that he didn't want it.

"System, go live!" Xiao Chen sat cross-legged on the ground and called out to the system.

"System?"

"System Dad?"

"Pick-up ......"

Damn, there is no system?

He immediately groped up and down, and found that except for the half of the dry cake that had just been blown up, there was no ring, a mysterious necklace or anything......

"Ma Dan, how can you play without a gold finger?"

"Is this also called crossing?"

"I can't be a trick......"

Xiao Chen spread his hands and was powerless to complain.

"Huh? This is? ”

At this point, he 'saw' a picture:

In my mind, it was a bright and dazzling red light wave, brilliant and dazzling, I don't know what kind of terrifying energy it contains, it seems to have swelled to the extreme.

Bang –

In the next second, that dazzling gaze exploded, instantly covering and penetrating hundreds of limbs around the body. At the same time, an incomparably majestic force was infused into every inch of his muscles and every drop of blood......

Xiao Chen suddenly felt refreshed.

It seems that the flesh and blood, meridians, muscles and bones of the body have been washed and transformed, and this physical mortal body seems to have obtained some kind of mysterious sublimation.

He even felt that he could tear the tiger alive at this time......

At the same time, a wisp of information came into Xiao Chen's mind.

[The bloodline of the heavenly dragon, spanning the ages, immortal and indestructible! ] 】

Xiao Chen swallowed deeply.

Isn't this the immortality that countless emperors, generals, and immortal cultivators have been striving for throughout the ages?

"Sure enough, it's another ......"

In the vast world, there are all living beings, and those who can awaken their bloodlines are often only a very small number of people who are favored by fate, and even more are ordinary people who cannot practice.

The cultivation bloodlines of this world are divided into grades, from bottom to top, they are divided into earth, saint, god, emperor, and heaven......

The bloodlines of the saint level and the god level are rare in the world.

The existence of the ceiling-level existence of the 'Heaven-level bloodline' is often just a legend.

Even more people believe that it simply doesn't exist.

"It's incredible, I have awakened the heaven-level bloodline, and I will definitely be able to cultivate it in the future."

"If I'm not mistaken, in another month it will be the triennial family competition, and at that time, as long as you emerge at the clan conference and be promoted to an inner disciple, you can learn to practice the exercises."

“…… No, this golden finger is too perverted. ”

Xiao Chen suddenly remembered that in some online articles, the protagonists who were dug up at the beginning of the game with supreme bones and were imprisoned in the family dungeon after being robbed of the best bloodline, were dark......

Bloody lesson.

Cultivating the world, cultivating ten thousand bones together, which master doesn't step on the bones of the corpses?

I remember that the seniors who crossed in the back were very reluctant, and they all lived well.

Living example.

"It seems that Gou Gou is healthier."

After making up his mind, Xiao Chen was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something shiny on the ground, which looked the size of an egg.

Meteorite?

He immediately picked it up and looked at it carefully, this thing felt as warm as jade, the whole body was black, and there were countless smooth facets on the surface, like a big black diamond......

"Boy, it's really big, that thunder didn't kill you just now?"

An old voice suddenly came from behind him.

Xiao Chen turned his head to look and saw a thin hunchbacked old man walking over, looking at himself suspiciously.

Memories of this man immediately came to his mind:

Old man Zhang, the long-term guardian of the Su family's mausoleum, has a gloomy and terrible face, and his temper is very strange, and he has not seen Xiao Chen a few times since he came here.

The old man didn't speak politely at all, Xiao Chen only thought that he had a cold temperament, and he didn't care, and said lightly:

"It's just a little bit of a injury, and it's out of the way."

At this time, the old man suddenly caught a glimpse of something in Xiao Chen's hand, and a trace of burning suddenly flashed in his eyes:

"Just now I saw that there was a vision in the sky, it turned out to be such a treasure that fell, your kid has accumulated virtue for several lifetimes, and you actually let you pick it up."

The old man said, stretching out a hand to Xiao Chen, I don't know if he wanted to pull him or ask for something in his hand.

"Huh?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, what does this bad old man want to do?

"Get up." Old man Zhang said.

"No, I can get up on my own." Xiao Chen patted the dust on his body and refused directly.

The old man was not embarrassed, his thin palm froze in mid-air, and he muttered:

"Then you ......"

"Just die!" The old man suddenly raised his hand, and three white rays suddenly flew out of his sleeve!

Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!

Xiao Chen couldn't guard against it, and three silver needles penetrated directly through his forehead......

"Oh me, Fake!" Xiao Chen suddenly fell on his back!

The old man still had that gloomy expression: "If you fall into Lao Tzu's 'Nine Yin Poison Needle', even if you are a first-class martial artist, you can't hold half a stick of incense, not to mention, you are only a third-rate, just that." ”

He snatched the small black stone in the young man's hand: "Bring it to you." ”

"You...... You're an old ...... East...... West. ”

The old man turned a deaf ear, just sighed at the strangely shaped small stone, and said casually while wiping it:

"To be young is to be strong. If it weren't for a little trick, the old man would really not dare to be tough with you young people. ”

"I'm old, I don't know if this thing can make the old man awaken his bloodline, if he can cross the threshold of cultivation, it would be good if he could live for twenty or thirty more years."

The old man spoke to himself, without looking at the short-lived ghost on the ground, and squinted his eyes to study the little black stone carefully.

It is said that Xiao Chen was pierced by those poisonous needles through his skull, first there was a tingling pain, and his brain was broken for a few seconds like a convulsion, and soon there was only a little numbness left, as if he had been stung by a little bee.

It's not a big deal.

He rolled over and got up slightly, silently picking up a stone the size of a basin at his feet......

Looking at the ugly back of the slightly hunched man in front of him, his tone was calm: "It can be seen that you are still very confident in your few needles." ”

"What did you say?"

The old man casually said this, and suddenly his face changed greatly!

However, before he could turn around.

The boy behind him had already burst into the air, picked up the boulder and smashed it head-on.

Click-

That head was smashed to pieces......

Xiao Chen picked up the small black stone that fell on the ground, wiped it on the old man's shirt, and put it back in his pocket.

He turned his head and glanced at the old man on the ground:

"Isn't it good to live well, you have to be just with young people."

……

In the twilight.

Xiao Chen sat on the bamboo chair in front of the cabin and fell into deep thought:

"A strange little stone can make people kill him, not to mention that he is now carrying the 'Heavenly Dragon Bloodline'."

"This kind of cultivation physique like the ceiling of the cultivation world, I'm afraid it's more fragrant than Tang monk's meat......

At this time, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered something, and unconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, which were three pinholes penetrated by poisonous needles, and he was worried about whether he would break the phase in the future...... only to find that the wound had already been miraculously healed!

In an instant, I was a big grass!

He immediately lightly scraped his forehead with his fingernails, and when he put it in front of him, the blood clots were all dead black......

Terror! Magical!

Now this body is not only immune to poison, but can also repair itself...... It is worthy of the legendary bloodline, and it is really not covered.

But the premise is that this bloodline is not poached......

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen sighed:

"It's so insecure, you have to start cultivating as soon as possible."

As an outer disciple of the Su family, he still learned several sets of boxing techniques, which is what Old Man Zhang called the "crop style".

It is an ordinary martial art in the world, not a spiritual practice.

Only when the cultivation bloodline is awakened, the "martial arts" realm is broken, and the dantian is transformed into a "primordial fetus" with pure vitality, can it be regarded as truly stepping into the threshold of the cultivation avenue.

The "Wufu Realm" is divided into three sub-realms: first-class martial artists, second-rate martial artists, and third-rate martial artists.

The first-class martial artist is the strongest, the palm can open the monument, and the fist can shatter the tripod.

"My current level is just a third-rate martial artist, so weak,......" Xiao Chen muttered.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he immediately got up and went back to the cabin, and took out a few yellow books.

It was a first-class martial artist of the Su family, carefully sorted out several boxing books for foreign disciples to learn, ranging from third-rate to first-class boxing moves.

Xiao Chen only roughly flipped a few pages, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

What's going on?