Maoshan.

In a simple Taoist courtyard in the back mountain, the Maoshan disciples in the open space were walking on horses, and the scorching sun at noon shone on their sweat. In the thatched hut where the head of Maoshan lived, Zheng Ce was having a serious conversation with the head Zhou Ming.

"Zheng Ce, since you want to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao Festival on behalf of your junior brother Shan, then I can't say anything. But I have to tell you a few words as a master, this time Luo Tiandajiao's momentum is so huge, as a teacher, I don't want you to win the championship, I just ask you to protect your own safety...... You have to know how to advance and retreat when doing things. There was a deep concern in the eyes of the master, he was wearing a simple gray robe, and his gray hair was tied into a bun with a wooden hairpin.

Zheng Ce, on the other hand, sat across from him, a 20-year-old young man with a handsome face and black eyes with a cunning look.

Zheng Ce smiled, patted his chest, and said confidently: "Master, don't you know my skills?" Not to mention fighting, just in terms of defense and escape, even in the entire Maoshan there are few who can compare to me. ”

Looking at Zheng Ce's appearance of playing treasure, the sadness on Zhou Ming's face also subsided, and he said helplessly: "Okay, but you still have to remember that if you really meet someone who can't win, we must admit defeat and don't fight him." The people out there aren't like us, they won't spare you. ”

Zheng Ce could also feel Zhou Ming's concern, and bowed down and said, "The apprentice must not embarrass our Maoshan faction!" ”

Zhou Ming looked at Zheng Ce, who was bowing, thought for a while, and then sighed helplessly: "You kid is very slippery, no matter what, it's useless to keep this old antique at the bottom of the box, it's cheap for you little cub." ”

Then Zhou Ming turned around, took out a red silk cloth bag from behind the statue of Sanmao Zhenjun on the altar, and then pulled out a yellow talisman from it with a painful face and stuffed it into Zheng Ce's arms.

"This talisman is left by the ancestors of the Maoshan faction, when you meet a strong man who can't be matched, sacrifice the talisman, it can ensure that you return to Maoshan safely. Don't use it during a race, you can only use it if you meet a bad guy! ”

Zhou Ming's painful expression when he pulled out the talisman was as if he had pulled off a piece of flesh from him, and seeing this, Zheng Ce also understood the preciousness of the talisman in his hand.

"I'm not respectful to that kid. Thank you, Master! ”

Zheng Ce went from thanking him to putting the talisman into his arms, a set of actions flowed smoothly, and there was a flattering look on his face.

"! If you get cheap, you can sell well! Hurry up and get out of the way! Seeing this, Zhou Ming yelled, and Zheng Ce was so frightened that he rushed out of the gate with a direct dodge.

In an instant, only Zhou Ming was left in the empty room, he sat on the couch and sighed: "Stinky boy! I still have to let Shi Tong follow, otherwise what if this kid doesn't know how to measure, and really makes the family fight well. ”

…………

Ten years have passed since Zheng Ce traveled to this world.

Ten years ago, the original body was abandoned by the original parents at the foot of Maoshan Mountain because of a high fever, and then was picked up by the disciples of the Maoshan faction, and died of illness within a few days, so Zheng Ce invaded his body and traveled to this world.

Originally, Zheng Ce thought that this was just an ordinary parallel world, no different from the original earth, but this misconception was quickly broken by the disciples of the surrounding Maoshan faction, after all, the sound of opening mountains and cracking rocks during their training was difficult to hide.

Later, under the teaching of several senior brothers, Zheng Ce learned that there is a special power in this world, called Innate Yiqi, and the surrounding senior brothers who are open mountains and cracked stones are all people who can feel and use Innate Yiqi, and these people also have a name, called Inhuman.

And this world seems to be the same as a comic in Zheng Ce's previous life, the plot under one person, but unfortunately he can't predict the future, otherwise he must memorize the plot word by word.

Now in his memory, there are only a few words such as the Eight Wonder Skills and the Jiashen Rebellion, and he doesn't remember the rest of the plot very clearly.

But fortunately, he still awakened the necessary golden finger of the traverser, the system.

Although his system function is not so strong, but he also relied on the help of the system to apprentice to the head of Maoshan, and almost became the head of Maoshan heir, and the only one who can compete with Zheng Ce is his junior brother and number one fan brother, known as the Qing Fu God Shan Shitong.

Zheng Ce's system will have a chance to sign in once a month, and the reward is the production method of a new talisman, these talismans are not so complicated compared to the talismans inherited by the Maoshan faction, but they can only be used by Zheng Ce, and even if others learn how to draw, they are just a piece of waste paper.

These talismans do not need to be conferred, altars are set up for rituals, and there is no need for any kind of purification ceremony before drawing the talismans, only yellow paper, brushes and cinnabar can be drawn.

Although these talismans are not as powerful as the Maoshan talismans, they are superior in that they have strange effects and are easy to draw, so Zheng Ce can become an invincible existence of his peers in Maoshan by virtue of his talent for refining Qi in the posture of a Chinese person.

In addition to practicing with Maoshan's uncles and uncles, Zheng Ce has never tasted defeat, so his "prestige" among Maoshan's peers is extremely high, but even when he practiced with Maoshan elders, Zheng Ce never admitted defeat, and was carried away every time he was beaten to a coma, which is why Zhou Ming, the head of the house, was so worried about him.

And the reason why Zheng Ce was so obsessed with Luo Tian Dajiao was because he remembered that in his previous life, in the competition for the heir of the Heavenly Master, those who refused to accept the position of Heavenly Master could receive a compensation, that is, in the Eight Wonder Techniques of Jiashen, the technique of the way of the Fu Gong, Tongtian Gong.

Zheng Ce knew that if this chicken-ribbed system was coupled with the help of the Tongtian Urn, the effect would be far more than 1+1=2, and once these strange talismans were taken off the shackles of quantity, what a terrifying power they would erupt.

After going out, Zheng Ce took out the talisman from his arms and said in a low voice: "Master, the apprentice has a reason to go this time, I keep in mind your kindness to the apprentice, and I will repay it in the future." ”

The winner of this Luo Tian Dajiao has almost been decided to be Zhang Chulan, but now it is different. With this talisman given by Zhou Ming, unless the Heavenly Master personally goes down, even if he is a ten-level character, he may not be able to defeat Zheng Ce with this talisman.

"Senior brother! Brother! Did the master agree to you to participate in the Luo Tian Jiao Festival! ”

Zheng Ce followed the voice and looked, a green light and shadow rushed from the front, look at this bright hair color, this person is not his junior brother Shan Shitong, who else can it be?

"Senior brother, the master has agreed, but don't you really want to go to Longhu Mountain to have a look?" Zheng Ce's hand was on Shan Shitong's shoulder and asked with a puzzled expression.

Shan Shitong said with an indifferent face: "Our Maoshan faction has always been low-key, just a Luo Tian Dajiao, and I don't want to be a heavenly master, what's the use of going there." ”

Seeing Shan Shitong like this, Zheng Ce scolded in his heart: "If you know the existence and function of Tongtian Gong, I think you can still be so calm?" ”

"Senior brother, I'll go back and pack my luggage first, I have to go down the mountain today."

"Huh? Senior brother, why did you leave so early? There is still more than a month before the start of Luo Tian Dajiao, so you should be a few days in advance. ”

Hearing Shan Shitong's question, Zheng Ce smiled and said, "Isn't this trying to experience the customs of Longhu Mountain?" ”

While the two were talking, Zhou Ming in the room shouted and said, "Don't mess with this stinky boy, come in quickly, and explain something to you for the teacher." ”

Shan Shitong did not have the same thick skin as Zheng Ce, he was still very afraid of the master, after hearing the master's angry shout, he hurriedly answered, and then ran into the house.

Zheng Ce scratched his head and said, "Why hasn't this kid grown at all, why is he still so afraid of the master." ”

In order to help Shan Shitong improve his courage, Zheng Ce planned to take some measures, looking at his departing back, Zheng Ce handed a talisman in the direction of his departure.

Shan Shitong ran very fast, but he was still caught up by the talisman and firmly stuck to his body.

Suddenly, he felt that he was furious, and his long-accumulated dissatisfaction broke out, and when he walked into the house, he scolded Zhou Ming for his head and face.

"Master! Why do you keep shouting at me, are you dissatisfied with me? Won't you speak well if you're dissatisfied with me? What's wrong with me talking to my brother outside the door? Don't apprentices have human rights? Why should I listen to you? ……”

As Shan Shitong became more and more scolding, Zhou Ming's whole face turned black, and in the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and punched Shan Shitong on the head.

"Little bunny! You're against the sky, aren't you? Get out of here! Get out of Maoshan with your senior brother! ”

Then Shan Shitong was kicked out by Zhou Ming, and the talisman on Shan Shitong, who was kicked out of the door, fell, and his mood returned to calm.

"Holy! What did I just do? ”

At this moment, Zheng Ce had already returned to the grass hut, humming a little song, and he was in a very good mood.