Night.

The moonlight was cold, shining on Zhang Yinghe's face.

He held his head high and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

The thin body as a firewood is independent in the moonlight, quite depressed.

"Martial arts, martial arts. Martial arts! Zhang Yinghe let out an unwilling roar.

Just three days ago, he found that his sister Zhang Yingyu's wrists and arms were full of whip marks, and then he realized how much his sister had suffered.

With his attention, he found that his sister was covered with bruises and scars.

At that moment, he wanted to succeed in his enlightenment, even if it was just to become a waste material martial artist with Ding rank qualifications.

Because then he will be able to serve as the guardian of the big family in the inner city and be able to support his sister.

And if he wants to open his mind, he must successfully control the posture routine of "Taizu Long Fist" within half a month, so that he can have the opportunity to participate in this opening conference of the five university halls.

Otherwise, wait until the next enlightenment conference, and then you will have to wait until the second half of the year.

He can wait, but he is reluctant to let his sister suffer again.

"I heard Senior Brother Qiao say that all the major holy places require miscellaneous disciples to practice the exercises to the entry level within three months, so that they can become official disciples."

"And these miscellaneous disciples still have to be busy with various chores, and they have little time to practice, so how extraordinary is it to be able to become a disciple of the Holy Land."

"And it's so difficult for me to just play a complete set of Taizu Long Fist moves, how unfair God is!"

The more Zhang Yinghe thought about it, the more angry he became, lamenting the injustice of fate.

He didn't want his sister to continue to sink into the land of fireworks and be used as a plaything for fun.

It was clear that the opportunity to change his fate was in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it because of his lack of qualifications, and watched the opportunity pass.

……

Dilapidated cold kiln.

Hong Yuan felt something in his heart and walked from the room.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhang Yinghe standing in front of the gate of his house, looking up at the moon, and sighing.

"Why is this kid here so late without sleeping? Be careful to stay up too late, so that you can't grow tall~" Hong Yuan complained in his heart.

Hong Yuan didn't walk over, just leaned on the wooden door and looked at Zhang Yinghe quietly.

The night wind was cold, blowing up the robes.

Zhang Yinghe, who was only wearing a single robe, hurriedly pulled up his clothes and clasped his arms with both hands.

Then he made a decision.

"I'll go to Brother Ye Zi tomorrow to learn a craft, anyway, I won't be able to practice many moves in a day. Even if I can't learn martial arts, I can make money to support my family, so my sister won't have to go to that hellish green building anymore. ”

Zhang Yinghe's eyes were resolute and his mind was firm, "Emperor Wu of Longyang has a saying, 'A gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement', I can't bow to life and admit defeat!" ”

Just as Zhang Yinghe was about to turn around and return to his cold kiln, a crack appeared in the void, and there was a mountain in the crack!

The mountain is very peculiar, the rocks and plants are all made of white paper, and the mountain streams and waterfalls are all black ink. The ink waterfall fell into the deep pool, stirring up thousands of splashes.

These words all contain different ways and principles, and interpret the laws of this world.

Hong Yuan's pupils contracted suddenly:

"Heaven and Earth Secret Realm Book Mountain!"

"It is rumored that after Emperor Wu of Longyang obtained the 'Book Mountain', he used humane means to transform it into a place of inheritance for the human race, as long as someone understands the humanitarian spirit, the Book Mountain will appear."

"Now it seems that it's all true!?"

Before Hong Yuan could move, a white paper stone engraved with the word "blood" shot out from the secret realm of Shushan.

In Zhang Yinghe's frightened gaze, this blank piece of paper rushed into his mind, instantly making him faint and begin to accept the blood path inheritance.

The crack began to close rapidly, and Hong Yuan surged all his strength in this instant, and reached the crack in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the crack was almost none, and there was only a small black dot, Hong Yuan immediately inserted the Tianhe Sword into it.

The tip of the Tianhe Sword briefly touched the realm of the Book Mountain, and in the Book Mountain, a piece of white paper grass marked with the word 'sword' flew up, disgustingly blended into the tip of the Tianhe Sword, and squeezed the Tianhe Sword out of the crack.

"Buzz~"

The Tianhe Sword bloomed and flew out with a cheerful sword roar, conveying bursts of sword dao insights to Hong Yuan. Hong Yuan put away the Tianhe Sword, and after dealing with the tail of his hand, he looked at Zhang Yinghe who had fainted on the ground with complicated eyes.

"The spirit of humanity, the true transmission of blood. Perhaps my kendo clone met him not by coincidence, but by the intersection of luck. ”

"This time, I borrowed his luck. The inheritance of the road is really domineering. ”

Hong Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then activated the Life Lantern Gu.

The horizon began to change, and Zhang Yinghe's luck began to be revealed.

The last time Hong Yuan watched it, Zhang Yinghe's luck was still gray, and he had an early defeat.

But now it is full of luck, like red smoke rushing into the sky, forming a river of blood, which is unspeakably expensive.

…

…

Returning to the dilapidated cold kiln, Hong Yuan began to absorb the sword dao insights that continued to pour from the Tianhe Sword.

With the help of this power of perception, Hong Yuan began to condense the remaining few sword path killing moves in the direction of sub-divine powers.

And Zhang Yinghe, Hong Yuan did not move him.

There are two reasons for this:

In the first aspect, Zhang Yinghe's luck has a certain relationship with him Hong Yuan, and now that he is in a foreign land, Hong Yuan does not want to make waves for his goal of killing people and avenging them.

On the other hand, with the help of the foundation of enlightenment such as the Ice Armor Python clone and the proficiency panel. Hong Yuan is not nostalgic for the blood inheritance obtained by Zhang Yinghe.

It is not cost-effective to rashly establish an enemy who has inherited the spirit of humanity and is suspected of being a son of luck.

In front of Endless Shouyuan, time will help Hong Yuan destroy all enemies.

He just needs to take it one step at a time.

【Kendo +100】

【Kendo +100】

【……】

[Genre: Kendo (Ordinary 75%)→ Kendo (Master 3%)]

It took a night, and Hong Yuan's perception of kendo was like a rocket, and he suddenly advanced from ordinary attainments to master attainments, which can be described as rapid progress.

"Kendo master? So fast. ”

Hong Yuan slowly stretched out his right hand, and two mysterious and semi-specific sword runes jumped into the palm of his right hand.

One is sharp, and the other is thundering.

"Not only that, but I also took advantage of this rare opportunity to raise the two output killing moves, 'Sword Intent Transformation' and 'Sword Qi Thunder Sound', to the sub-divine level."

"Now I'm relying on this terrifying kendo cultivation. Even if he loses to the Nine True Legends, I'm afraid it's not far off. ”

Hong Yuan's eyebrows were raised, his heart was happy, and he put away the two sub-divine power talismans in a hurry.

With the help of Zhang Yinghe's luck, he condensed two sub-divine powers at once, which is not amazing.

It can only be said that the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm Book Mountain has helped people... No, it's not just the secret realm of Shushan, it's also Emperor Wu of Longyang!

"With the secret realm of heaven and earth as the place of inheritance, this is the power of the emperor......" Hong Yuan admired in his heart, and secretly felt the other party's generosity.

Then, Hong Yuan's mind flowed, and he switched his vision to Sword Bird Gu.

The direction of this sword finch Gu monitoring is Zhang Yinghe's house.

……

Zhang Yinghe's house.

On the sickbed, Zhang Yinghe fell into a coma and couldn't wake up for a long time.

He didn't have such a strong soul foundation as Hong Yuan to absorb this source of blessing, after all, he was just an ordinary mortal, and he hadn't yet enlightened.

Therefore, he can only accept the blood inheritance in a sleeping way.

And after his sister Zhang Yingyu sent the doctor away, she sat in front of the bed, held Zhang Yinghe's right hand tightly with both hands, and silently bowed her head and prayed to God.

"Emperor Wu of Longyang, who loves all living beings, the little girl prays that you can exert your divine power and awaken Yinghe."

"I am willing to pay any price, I hope you will have mercy on me, woo woo..."

Legend has it that after Emperor Wu of Longyang became emperor, he began to establish the order of the human race, saying the slogan "We must clean the house".

The brothels, Qinglou Goolan and other places passed on by the demon clan were all closed, so that the 'cannibalistic' prostitution system completely dissipated in the history of the human race, and gave countless prostitutes a dignified and living job.

Whether this is the case or not, Zhang Yingyu does not know.

She only hoped that Emperor Wu of Longyang would take pity on her and help her awaken Yinghe.

"Water, Water ......"

In a daze, Zhang Yinghe made a muffled sound.

While Zhang Yingyu was grateful to Emperor Wu of Longyang, he hurriedly took it out and fed it to his younger brother.

Outside the window, a sword finch Gu shaped like an ordinary sparrow stood on the lush branches, silently monitoring the movements of Zhang Yinghe's sister and brother.

(End of chapter)