Chapter 1: The Poor God
Longqiu, the old city, the old alley, the broken grass house, a pair of orphaned girls, full of sad tears.
The orphan is nameless, surnamed Zhang, double six years old, lying on the bed, bruised and swollen all over his body, although his head is not broken and bleeding, but he is also scarred all over his body, and his sister who is so tired that he is dependent on each other and weeps.
The reason for this is that on the fifth day of the first lunar month the day before yesterday, the people in the city prepared for the ceremony of sending the poor to the poor, and all kinds of affairs were properly prepared, but there was a lack of a "poor man".
When the orphan surnamed Zhang learned of this, in order to reward him with three cents of silver, a table of four meat and four vegetables was celebrated, so he lined up and took the initiative to pick up the list.
Then, he wore an old coat, a tattered hat, and bare feet, and acted as the son of the poor luck of the residents of the new city, and fled from Xicheng to Dongcheng.
Originally, there was nothing wrong with this matter, and I don't know which pickled goods were fascinated by ghosts and gods, or reluctant to take a handful of beans, so they threw out tiles and stones casually, which happened to fall on the body of the "poor man", and beat the unsuspecting orphan surnamed Zhang, who almost fell to the ground, and ate a mouth to gnaw mud.
When the surrounding people saw that the "poor man" had suffered hardship, they were in a good mood, their intuition was accessible, and they were extremely happy, as if the poor luck that had trapped them was really gone.
This move attracted a large number of imitators, and the broken tiles and small stones were disturbed like rain, all heading towards the "poor son" played by the orphan surnamed Zhang.
Unexpectedly, this son is also hard-hearted, and he took the reward in his hand and lived up to the trust, regardless of his own safety, desperately risking the danger of injury and death, and continued to fulfill the mission of the "poor man" who was responsible for the poor luck of the residents of the city.
Relying on the convenience of being young and thin, the orphan surnamed Zhang sometimes curled up and shrunk, sometimes grabbed the road and ran wildly, avoiding waves of stones and tiles on both sides of the street, and finally escaped from the east city gate, and the poor boats on the moat were leisurely in sight.
According to the rules of sending the poor, as long as the "poor" get on the boat, they must not act indiscriminately. The orphan surnamed Zhang saw that the way of life was in front of him, regardless of the scars on his body, he exerted his last strength, jumped into the boat, and saw that he was about to fall on the boat.
At this moment, a piece of "flying locust" that came from nowhere was shot out of the oblique thorn, and by coincidence, it hit the head of the orphan surnamed Zhang.
Just listened to the chirp, this son was injured in the temple, and passed out on the spot, and the whole person was like a carrier pigeon with broken wings, falling headlong.
Just when the onlookers were shocked, the "poor man" had no bad luck, and the position where he landed happened to be the poor boat.
With a pop, the orphan surnamed Zhang lay on the boat, motionless, as if dead, carrying the poor fortune of the residents of the city, and swaying out of the city with the boat.
When his consciousness was dying, this son was annoyed, his spirit had collapsed, and he shouted selflessly: "From now on, I will never be a poor son again!"
The poor man is the poor god!
It is necessary to know that this is the fifth day of the first month, the day of sending the poor as agreed in the world, and the orphan surnamed Zhang is also responsible for the poor luck of the residents of the city, and he just performs his duties as a "poor son", which can be said to be a "god of a day", "God of the ground", and there is really some mana in it.
If he dies like this, he will definitely become a god after death, but the god position of Huanyu Zhou Tian is full, and he can't be properly placed, and it just so happens that the orphan surnamed Zhang clearly said that he doesn't want to be a poor god, so he can only be reincarnated and reincarnated, presumably a rich and noble family.
At this moment, above the nine heavens, there was a little colorless and multi-colored chaos, the Qingyue dragon chant came melodiously, and a thunderclap was heard, and the two-color yin and yang were separated, beyond the time, revealing a little spiritual light, falling quietly, hovering in the air for a moment, being pulled by invisible suction, falling straight down, occupying this body, and rejuvenating the newly dead body.
At the end of the ceremony, the orphan who served as the "poor son" was so seriously injured that he fell unconscious on the spot, which attracted a little sympathy from the spectators, who took him ashore and sent him back to the grass hut in the old alleys of the old city.
Others don't know, but the orphan surnamed Zhang has undergone earth-shaking changes in his body, and the original owner's three souls and seven spirits are left, which are washed by the opportunity of yin and yang contained in the spiritual light, and turned into nutrients to reshape the true spirit.
"Who am I, where am I, where am I going?"
If he asks three questions, the true spirit is completely ignorant, and after a while, he remembers all the past.
"I am the West Kunlun Scattered Immortals, in the turbulent years, the stars are in the wilderness, in order to fight for the four wasted stars and gods, I fell into the Qishan Wuzhang Plain! I didn't expect that I would go back to the time when I was a child and did not attain the Dao! Reverse the time, start again, this sincerity has been groundbreaking, the cultivators have never had the opportunity, I want to ......"
Scattered Immortal Zhang Chi thought about it for a long time before he made up his mind: "I want to change my life against the sky, live through the turbulent years, strive to be the star monarch godhead, and rank among the immortal classes!"
This thought must be that the spiritual machine that reversed time suddenly merged with the original soul of the ontology, and countless thoughts carrying memories were all turned into the black and white yin and yang machine.
A flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Chi's mind, and he suddenly came to his senses: "Liangyi split disc, I got the fragment of the Heavenly Court Emperor's Relic Treasure, and I haven't found the trick or find the way to use it, but I didn't expect this treasure function to reverse time!"
Different from the experience of nine deaths and one life, he went back to the past, and was lucky enough to get the opportunity to be reborn, Zhang Chi's three souls and seven spirits did not exist, they were gathered together, and they were scattered, completely integrating the spirit and flesh, and was transformed into a form similar to the "Great Yi Dao Body" by the Heavenly Emperor's relics "Liangyi Disc".
In other words, Zhang Chi went back to the past, entered the original body of the main body, and got an unexpected extra golden finger, "body digitization".
The price paid was to return to the original form and seal some memories, especially the cultivation of scattered immortal achievements and earth-shaking achievements, cultivation opportunities and unborn treasures, etc., which were closely related to the attribution of great power to oneself.
There is an intuitive benefit of body digitization, as long as the life force value does not see zero, the body can move normally, and at most a few debuffs can be hung.
So, Zhang Chi slowly opened his eyes, looking at the leaky roof of the grass house, the corner of his eyes swept over his sister-in-law, the thin coarse linen clothes, the yellow muscles and thin demeanor, the Dao heart shook inexplicably, and a string in his head tightened.
"In my previous life, I lost my sister, and after I became enlightened, I searched for it in many ways, but there was no follow-up, maybe it was involved in the war of the gods, and it was affected by the aftermath of which fierce god and evil exerted great magical powers, and the ashes were gone. Since Poor Dao has been reborn across the long river of time, he must protect her. ”
The orphan daughter of the Zhang family is also a awakened person, and when she noticed that her comatose brother woke up, her tense expression suddenly relaxed, and a small face the size of a palm was raised.
Looking at each other, the two orphan girls put their minds at ease and smiled sincerely.