Zuo Hansheng, who is accustomed to fighting in the rivers and lakes, is very partial to his disciples, and never harshly criticizes them for practicing and living a life in peace, this should be what Master Zuo Hansheng expects from their brothers and sisters.

"Since childhood, he has been familiar with a wide range of books, a disciple of the sect who is knowledgeable but has few martial arts. ”

Zuo Meng smiled a little bitterly, no wonder he could remember so many ancient books to preach to people when he was dreaming, all of them were accumulated before. If it is in the peaceful dynasty, with this knowledge, you may be able to take the top prize, and you will be corrupt for a lifetime, but it is a pity that the world is full of wars, and the court and everything are supported by the Jianghu sect, for the court officials, the disciples of the sect are the superior people, which is a bit like the world of wind and clouds.

"It's all swordsmanship, there is also internal strength, there are three, six, nine and so on, the most powerful can come and go without a trace, Wan Jun takes the head of the general from it, and the current leader of the Liuhe Sword Sect has such strength. ”

In other words, this is still a world where force is supreme after all.

"Practice the swordsmanship first, and slowly accumulate internal strength. ”

This is the plan that Zuo Meng set for himself during the time he came to this world. It's a pity that the effect of implementation is not very good, and if the matter of practicing martial arts is that simple, the predecessor has already been practiced. Thinking about it, Zuo Meng still has some expectations in his heart, the dreams he experienced during this time are not simple, which is why he created the world in his dreams, if it can affect reality, his life may change dramatically.

"Accumulate slowly. ”

Sensing the hair-like internal force in his body, Zuo Meng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Senior brother, it's time to go to morning exercise. ”

Senior sister Zuo Qiu's voice sounded. The junior sister is a heroic woman, dressed in a green shirt, holding a long sword, very much like a heroine on TV, but as far as Zuo Meng knows, this junior sister is the same as herself, the kung fu of a three-legged cat, which has a lot to do with their master Zuo Hansheng's stocking policy.

The bluestone steps, with some moss on them, look a little old. When the Liuhe faction was originally selected, that group of people also spent a lot of thought, and this Liuhe Peak at their feet was once the residence of an ancient sect.

On the left and right are some young boys and girls of the same age as Zuo Meng's brothers and sisters, all of them are heroic and full of vitality.

After the stairs of the sky, there is a huge building complex behind it, like a small town, and there are even teahouses and wineries in it. Zuo Meng was shocked by the scene in front of him, it was hard to imagine how it was built in the era when there was no heavy industry, maybe this world was not as he came into contact with in his memory, after all, he was also an otaku before.

"Carriage?"

Zuo Meng got into a carriage, there were already some disciples of the sect who had chosen the same swordsmanship as him, Zuo Meng calculated in his heart, and guessed from the scene he saw just now that the total number of people in this sect was close to 100,000, which was worthy of being a six-faction alliance that dominated one side.

"Senior brother, the master said that he has gone far away, and he may not be able to come back for half a month, so if you don't understand anything in terms of cultivation, go directly to the Chuangong Hall and ask the Chuangong elders. Senior sister Zuo Qiu sat down next to Zuo Meng.

"Out again?"

Zuo Meng was a little speechless, that master was not an ordinary unreliable, he was not in the sect for nine and a half days out of ten days, and he didn't know where to hang out, no wonder his sect was swallowed up.

"How are you practicing Taiyuan swordsmanship?"

"Better than you!"

The junior sister decisively stopped the topic.

Zuo Meng touched his nose, and somewhat understood the temper of this junior sister.

Well?

Zuo Meng's eyes froze, and something strange appeared in his vision, strange chains. If it were other Zuo Meng, it wouldn't be like this, but he was very familiar with these chains, because he used them when he was in the dream world, and this is what he used when the dream world was focused on 'earth, fire, feng shui', in short, it was the law chain.

Dream Law Chains!

Extended to the real world?

Zuo Meng hurriedly turned around and found that neither the senior sister nor the others had discovered these chains, that is, only he could see the chains of this law.

"Dreams radiate into reality, or is this the law of the real world?"

Zuo Meng tried to touch the law chain, but was unsuccessful.

At this time the carriage stopped.

As soon as the carriage stopped, the law chains disappeared immediately after, and Zuo Meng's vision returned to normal again. didn't have time to do more research, Zuo Meng got off the carriage with the disciples on the carriage and followed into a huge practice room, which is a place to practice basic internal skills, if it is swordsmanship or other martial arts, it will basically be outside.

The room was lit with sandalwood, which exuded a faint fragrance, and on the front wall was a huge word 'sword'.

Below was the futon where the disciples were sitting, Zuo Meng and his senior sister found a corner and sat down, and the other disciples also sat down, and after a while, a white-bearded old man in a gray robe walked out from behind.

"Today's teaching is the method of practicing Xuanjiao tendon......"

After speaking, the old man talked to himself, and he didn't pay attention to the disciples below at all. This scene is the same as when Zuo Meng was preaching to those chaotic creatures in the dream world, Zuo Meng, who was sitting below, listened to the clouds and fog, and had a good experience of the feelings of the creatures who listened to the Tao in the dream world at the beginning, and the thief who retribution came.

"This is the Qingling Pill, which is considered a benefit for you disciples who have entered the room. ”

I don't know how long it took me to talk about it, but the old man began to distribute pills, which is the same as the benefits that the company gives to internal employees, Zuo Meng and their senior brothers and sisters took advantage of the identity of the elder of the master, Zuo Hansheng, and they also got one.

"Huh?"

The moment Zuo Meng picked up the Qingling Pill, the chains that had disappeared in the carriage before resurfaced.

The medicinal power in the pill turned into a visible mass of air and poured into Zuo Meng's index finger, surrounding the fingertips, and then looking at the pill itself, it seemed to have turned into cinders, and there was no medicinal power.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

"Can't you see?" Zuo Meng moved his fingers.

"See what?"

Senior sister Zuo Qiu glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel a little strange except seeing her senior brother holding a waste pill.

"Nothing. ”

After making sure that outsiders couldn't see it, Zuo Meng put his mind at ease.

"Inexplicable. ”

The junior sister rolled her eyes and simply ignored him.

Why don't you try?

When he was in the dream world, the law chains were all played by Zuo Meng, so he naturally knew how to use this thing. Anyway, I can't understand what the elders above are saying, and the accumulated practice is too slow, so if you don't try it, maybe it can really change your life. Do what you want, Zuo Meng raised his finger and touched it towards the law chain.

This time, his fingers weren't passing through, but they were actually touching!

Change the world.

Fail!

Move mountains and seas.

Fail!

Can't change it?

The first step in Zuo Meng's attempt was to modify the world, but the chains did not move. After that, he tried several methods, but he couldn't move the chains, and the laws of the real world were more perfect and tough than the dream world.

"It's not that you can't change it, it's that you don't have enough strength. ”

Zuo Meng quickly sensed the problem, when he was in the dream world, he was the creator, the supreme existence, the power was endless, and he could naturally change the law at will, but in the real world, he was just an ordinary person, not even as good as an ordinary person, and the only power to touch the chain of the law was a wisp of gas that had just been absorbed from the Qingling Pill.

"It should be impossible to change the outside world, but it should be possible to change yourself. ”

Zuo Meng took a look at the internal force like his hair, and decisively used the law chain to modify it......