16 Aug 2017, 11:35 p.m.

Shannan Baoshan section of Hangrui Expressway, Mangyan border checkpoint.

It is only 350 kilometers away from the "Golden Triangle" and is the only border checkpoint set up on the highway in China.

This is the throat of foreign drug infiltration and internal flow, and it is the battlefield of the border guards of the Baoshan Detachment of the Shannan Public Security Frontier Corps.

At this time, several civilian cars were hidden on both sides of the border checkpoint, and more than a dozen border guards were ambushed in the shadows.

Lin Wenlie was also one of them, but the weapon in his hand at this time was not a Type 95 automatic rifle, but a 12-pound hammer.

According to the tip, a Burmese drug lord arranged for an SUV to transport 15 kilograms of drugs into the country tonight.

"Pay attention, suspect vehicle appears. Repeated, the suspect vehicle appeared. ”

"Note that white Highlander, license plate mountain S 75K81, repeat, white Highlander, license plate mountain S 75K81."

With Instructor Luo's short words, all the soldiers participating in the battle tensed their nerves.

"Pay attention to the fact that the suspect vehicles immediately entered the station, the No. 1 and No. 2 cars blocked the front, the No. 3 and No. 4 cars blocked the back, and the other personnel immediately acted as planned." As the battle order was given, everyone began to move.

At the moment when Highlander entered the station and stopped, a piercing tire burning sound sounded.

The four sedans quickly stepped forward and clamped the suspect vehicle, and then Lin Wenlie and three other fighters with hammers pounced.

Several muffled sounds rang out, and the left and right side window panes and the front and rear windshields were all smashed.

Immediately, several border guards surrounded the border guards on the left and right.

"Raise your hand and get out of the car!" "Hurry up and get out of the car, raise your hands and hold your head!"

The chaotic cheering made the sound sound, because the whole process did not take more than 5 seconds, and the two people in the car were completely confused.

Under the muzzle of the black hole, the two people were pulled out of the car respectively, and the one behind them was immediately kicked in the back.

One is pressed directly onto the bonnet, while the other is pressed on the ground.

Searched their bodies, took off their belts, and found that there were no weapons, and then two people squatted on the ground with their hands and heads in their hands, under the guns of the border guards, frightened.

At this time, the most critical task is to find the drugs in the car, and the drug seizure must be both stolen and seized.

The engine cover was opened, the left and right doors all began to dismantle the sound insulation panels, and the police dog was already spinning around under the chassis, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

At this point, the unexpected happened.

A trailer rushed frantically and crashed into several cars piled together, and the crowd was also dispersed, and the two suspects fled outside the station in the chaos.

The gunshots rang out immediately, and the tow driver also got out of the car with his gun and fled after causing chaos, firing back as he ran, at this time, a stray bullet unfortunately hit Lin Wenlie's chest.

The soldier next to him shouted and hurriedly pressed the wound with his hand.

Hit by the standard weapon at close range, Lin Wenlie soon fell into endless darkness in the gushing of blood.

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There are three lands and one sea in the cloud world. To the north is the largest of the three continents, Zhenbei Continent, to the southwest is the Lincang Continent, and to the southeast is the Wanghai Continent, which is connected to the only boundless sea.

Linjia Town, a radius of only a few dozen miles, is a very small town. There are no people with foreign surnames in the town, they are all descendants or branches of the Lin family. Because the ancestors of the Lin family have walked out of a figure like Lin Zhengtong, the Zhongxing Dao Venerable, the Lin family's status in the cultivation world of Chengyun is transcendent.

Although there have been no outstanding Taoist powers for hundreds of years, now whether it is the most orthodox Zhengqing Gate in the Zhenbei Continent or the Jile Gate in the Lincang Continent, as well as the sentient beings with many disciples, and even the Tinghai Pavilion and the Ming Sword Pavilion thousands of miles away, they all respect the Lin family.

The small town of the Lin family, far away from ordinary towns at the southern foot of the Mianyun Mountains, has gradually become a paradise away from the chaos.

It has been fifteen years since Lin Wenlie came to this world.

When Lin Wenlie woke up from the darkness, there was a surprise from his side, "Born, born, it's a young master!" Lin Wenlie, who was stunned, knew that he was wearing it.

In his previous life, he was an ordinary teenager in Wenzhou, Xichuan, and was pulled out of the soil by armed police soldiers in 0X, because he lost his parents in the disaster, and 9-year-old Lin Wenlie entered a welfare home.

Because he has always been grateful to the army, 17-year-old Lin Wenlie joined the army as he wished, but it was only more than half a year before he came to this strange world by mistake.

Although, in his previous life, he was just a simple teenager, and his only advantage was that he read some martial arts novels.

However, he firmly believes that he can always live a wonderful life this time, after all, there are only three things. Otherwise, I'm sorry to toss my God!

With the passage of time, he has long since adapted to his current identity, adapted to his happy new home, and felt the warmth of the most sincere parents who have been lost for many years. His current name is Lin Tianxu.

And now, his biggest goal is to enter the Zhengqing Gate.

At noon that day, in the practice room behind the Lin family's ancestral house, fifteen-year-old Lin Tianxu was meditating. Dressed in a green shirt, with red lips and white teeth, his slightly delicate and immature face was calm and waveless, and he sat on the futon with his eyebrows and eyes lowered, practicing the method of listening to breath and breathing.

For Lin Zhengxu, who is the eldest grandson of the Lin family, meditating for three hours a day is a compulsory lesson for him. Since he began to practice Taoism at the age of six, in more than nine years, Lin Tianxu has cultivated to the seventh level of pneumatics, which is relatively prominent among his peers in the Lin family.

For Lin Tianxu, reaching the pneumatic ninth layer before the age of sixteen and entering the Zhengqing Gate is the expectation of the entire family. Because since Zhengqingmen had the opportunity to choose an apprentice for the Lin family once in fifty years, there are only five Lin family members who can enter Zhengqingmen in the past 700 years, and these five are all 300 years ago.

In the past three hundred years, there has been no one in the Lin family who can enter the ninth layer of pneumatic movement before the age of sixteen, and a family with great prestige in the Dao Sect is still like this, and it is easy to imagine how difficult it is for other people in the mortal world to embark on the path of cultivation.

Most of the Lin family members are stuck on the pneumatic sixth layer, because they can't guide the true qi to rush through the second pulse of Rendu, so they can't cross the hurdle of the pneumatic sixth layer for a long time. A small number of people have gone through great hardships to get through the second pulse of Rendu, but there are all kinds of problems in the operation of the true qi of the other six veins, ranging from going mad to being paralyzed.

At this moment, Lin Tianxu's face also had fine beads of sweat, and his brows also jumped slightly. Ever since he completely broke away from the pulse half a year ago, he has been impacting the belt pulse, and recently he feels that his waist is slightly hot for a week, and the five pivots and the dimensional path have already loosened, and he feels that there is a possibility of a breakthrough at any time.

Therefore, recently, Lin Tianxu has been trying to carefully guide the true air flow of the thickness of the little finger in his body to impact the last belt pulse point, once the belt pulse point is opened, the entire belt pulse will be unblocked. After the slightly painful state lasted for half an hour, Lin Tianxu slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth showed a little bitterness, and he said to himself: "It's still a failure, one is sad, don't be disappointed." ”

Walking out of the lightless practice room, the autumn sunlight shone through the canopy of the large banyan tree beside the patio, and the dappled light points rippled on his shirt with his movements.

Lin Tianxu walked straight to the West Wing, which was where he usually lived.

When I arrived at the desk, I spread out the silk paper, and the wolf pen was stained with thick ink, and wrote down stroke by stroke: Everything in the world is born from being, and some are born from nothing.

This sentence is the opening sentence of the "Yiqing Sutra", and it is also the word that he must write every time he meditates in the past six years, once a day, and writes the same sentence all year round, and it seems to be written.

Lin Tianxu followed his father's example and circled around the desk, shook his head and rubbed his chin and said, "Not bad, yes, the son can be taught, haha..."

The night began to envelop the Lin family's town, and Lin Zhengxu's family sat around the dinner table at this time, with his father and contemporary Lin Xiangbei, who is also the head of the contemporary Lin family, and his mother Min Shuanglan sitting opposite.

Lin Xiangbei is in his thirties, with sharp eyebrows, a slightly thin figure, wearing an ordinary scribe's shirt, although he has no expression, he still has a momentum of not being angry and arrogant, after all, as the head of the family, he has the cultivation of building the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he is also the first person in the entire Lin family today.

Min Shuanglan was gentle and virtuous, there was no trace of cultivation on her body, and she looked at the father and son who were answering today's progress before dinner as usual, and added some hot dishes to the two from time to time.

"It's less than 1 year before the Zhengqing Gate chooses apprentices once every fifty years, Xu'er, the progress of the seventh layer of pneumatic is still too slow, you still have to work harder," Lin Xiangbei stared at his son fiercely, "In a few days, it will be the ancestor inheritance ceremony of the younger generation, you must be cautious in your words and deeds these days." ”

Lin Tianxu tilted his head to look at his mother while accepting his father: "Mother, it is said that the ancestors cultivated to the sky, is it really as high as the Mianyun Mountain Range." In the past few hundred years, so many children of the Lin family have participated in the ancestor inheritance ceremony, and none of them can revive the prestige of the ancestors. ”

Min Shuanglan couldn't help but smile when she heard this: "Yes, yes, so Xu'er, you have to cultivate hard, and the task of reviving the lintel of the Lin family will fall on you, but you must not lose the face of the Lin family." ”

"But are there still Tianwei Tianquan them, they are a little worse than me, isn't it even more embarrassing?"

Hearing his son's hippie smiling words, Lin Xiangbei put away the smile on his lips in vain: "On the road of cultivation, Xu'er, you must move forward bravely, your goal is always in front of you, you can't slack off a little, let alone be complacent." ”

"I'm just talking about it." Lin Tianxu obediently stopped talking and turned his head to deal with the food in front of him, and did not forget to secretly make a face to his mother.