It was a long night and snow was falling.

The silence and cold frost and snow are enough to freeze people's hearts.

But as Luo Jing thought about the sea of gods, saw the brilliant golden text, and saw the vast river that was enough to 'run through everything'...

The mood that was very worried was calmed down a lot in an instant, and even couldn't help beating 'bang' and burst into flames.

"What a great power this is..."

Luo Jing took a 'drink' of white air and muttered.

Under the flickering candle flame, it was obscure, and his complexion changed several times before he suppressed his joy:

"With the rise of the spiritual tide, the martial arts have changed several times in the past eight hundred years, and under the big waves and sands, some people who hold bull's ears in this era, all kinds of magical powers are even comparable to immortal gods, but..."

"Even if you break through the three realms of 'Building the Foundation Martial Pass', 'Casting the Xuanti', and 'Dragon and Tiger Ascending to the Truth', knocking on the gate of heaven is comparable to the giants of the world such as the immortals, I'm afraid..."

"There can't be such an opportunity!"

Under the wide robe and big sleeves, Luo Jing's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and then he suddenly clenched the object in his hand, and looked down at the seemingly 'ordinary' scabbard silently.

He was on duty beside Jing Guo Shaojun, not long ago, the Cangxuan army pressed the border, Jing Shaojun was forced to open the arsenal, and used all the country's century-old savings to defend against the enemy.

It was at that time that Luo Jing's heart throbbed and got the half-cut scabbard that had no sword to hide.

It was supposed to sit in the depths of the arsenal, it looked like it was a bit old and had a background, and it stands to reason that even if it was mediocre, it was not something he could just take it.

After all, at the end of the arsenal, most of the stored things have some origins.

But...

At that time, 'Luo Gong' Luo Yuqiong had not yet 'stepped on the snow with a thousand horses, and captured the flag', and finally disappeared.

Therefore, in fact, it is not so important whether it is in line with etiquette or not.

When you come out to mix, you always have to talk about the background, in this Jingling City, although Jing Shaojun is big, but in fact, it is not that big...

【Please Select, Your Identity...】

Just when Luo Jing's mind was floating.

It was like the first day of the rising sun, and the candle illuminated everything, the Jin Xi seal text slowly changed again, and finally derived into a line of interesting words.

[Market Qianshou: Dressed in clothes, farming for a living, no long skills, but the endurance is acceptable, and there is no special 'destiny', it is almost impossible to jump out of the cage and evolve 'legendary deeds'. 】

[Servants of the family: or for the servants of the nobles, or for the disciples of the great sects, or for the guardians of the wealthy families, due to the different 'trajectories', there is a very small probability of embarking on the road of the 'Mandate of Heaven' and evolving the 'legendary deeds'. 】

[Jianghu Warlock: The spiritual tide of this world is rising, the world is chaotic, the 'Mythical Corridor' has not been revealed, the lost ancient immortal books and law books have long been broken, and there is only one in ten thousand who can retain the broken secret arts, and even the inheritors, there is a small probability that they can bear the 'Mandate of Heaven' and evolve the 'Legendary Deeds'. 】

[Martial arts disciple: know some superficial moves, or for the outer door of the lineage, the mountain and field martial arts, there is a shallow foundation building martial arts, there is a very small probability of carrying the 'mandate of heaven', and evolving 'legendary deeds'. 】

The golden words are quite dazzling, and they are deeply imprinted in the Luojing Divine Sea, until the last line falls down word by word, which should have ended.

But...

As Luo Jing never let go of the 'scabbard', when the four identities were revealed, he paused for a moment,

As if it had come into contact with some kind of 'medium', the golden seal script slowly changed and squirmed again————

[Detected the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword Sheath' * remnant, the time anchor point of the end of the martial world, can be entangled with the host's 'fate', and begin to evolve a new identity...]

[The chief of the sect: It has a relationship with the mythical relic 'Shangdong Fulong Sword', and the martial arts have a small success, and there is a probability that the destiny of heaven will be added, and the real 'legendary deeds' will evolve in the 'era of recovery'. 】

A chief!

Luo Jing's eyes shrunk.

If this were to be put today... Even if it is a small court, it must be a master of the Xuan Fetus to be worthy of it!

But if you put it 800 years ago... Although Luo Jing didn't know much about prehistory, he roughly remembered that it was a world of mortal martial arts who had not yet been born.

Building the foundation realm, it is divided into three levels.

In the first stage, the muscles and bones are in unison, and the strength is self-generated.

In the second stage, I walked all over my body and entered the bone marrow.

In the third stage, the food qi is immortal, and the gods are clear.

The first two levels are the limits that can be reached at the end of the old times, when the spiritual tide has not risen.

One is refining strength, and the other is refining the marrow.

Once upon a time, although there were still subdivisions, but today, they are just building the foundation of Wuguan.

Those who have resources and heart, coupled with the multiplicative breathing method, will stay in the year of the total horn, and the muscles and bones will grow, and they can start to step in.

Deceptively simple.

But a long time ago,

Refining the marrow...

It's enough to be called a 'master'.

As for being a little higher, they are all masters of the world, and they are all grandmasters!

"I have heard that during that time, although there were no powerful giants who crossed the world and destroyed the city and the river, most of the martial arts heroes who are rising today are related to that era."

"This long river wades into time, if I can really anchor to the 'recovery era', maybe I can also seize some opportunities to break the situation of 'dragon swimming in the shallows' and soar into the sky!"

Luo Jing's eyes flashed in a flash, and the light was shining!

He grasped the scabbard with one hand and tapped the table with the other, silently feeling the attraction come over him, as if to summon him to a hidden time in prehistory.

But as the disordered breathing slowly settled, Luo Jing slowly opened his eyes and did not make a decision immediately.

Although he is only sixteen years old, he will not understand the truth of being a human being in two lives, planning and then acting.

"When choosing identity, I naturally have to choose the best, and choose the one that is beneficial to me and can break the situation in front of me."

"So... The last option is undoubted. ”

"It's just about the details, but it also has to be considered."

"This scabbard is from Yunchen Palace, Jingguo Shaojun, her origin, she knows a little bit, but she doesn't know much, 'Shangdong Fulong Scabbard', such a real name has a big origin as soon as I hear it, I'm afraid it has to be a great 'mythical relic'."

"Even if it's just a broken scabbard, even if it's in the sect, it should be regarded as a treasure."

Luo Jing's eyes flickered, opened the window, and through the hazy snow, silently calculated that it would take several hours for the day to fall.

So I couldn't help sighing, calmed down my impatience a little, folded my clothes and lay down, back and forth a few times, before falling asleep.

He had a hunch,

Maybe...

From today's encounter, my future...

It will be immeasurable!

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The wind and snow stopped suddenly overnight, and the sky was bright.

Yang Gong, who is full of blood and blood, is over half a hundred years old but does not show his old age, led the horse, stepped through the snow, personally sent Luo Jing out of the mansion, and watched him gallop on Xiao Se Long Street and go to Yunchen Palace.

Wait until the figure is no longer visible.

The old man's originally kind and obedient face was a little hesitant, and then his wrinkles tightened:

"Little grandfather... It seems that something has changed. ”

If it had been said the day before, he could still see that this person was calm and composed, and he was also worried and urgent.

But the night rises from day to day.

These worries and hesitations seem to be like the beginning of the snow, and the haze is gone.

The rest is self-confidence.

"Maybe it's a descendant of Luo's, so he has his own confidence..."

"Even so, though,"

"I should also go more ways, although the city of Jingling has not yet been broken, but it is estimated that it is only a matter of time, if it is not a mystery, then the time will not wait, and you must not sit back and relax."

"At least I'll see my grandfather again,"

"I have to take care of Jing Gongzi."