The willows are green, and the wind and the moon are waning.

There is a silent mountain here called Feilong Mountain.

There is a silent mountain villa on Feilong Mountain, called Feilong Mountain Villa.

There is a silent firewood house in the middle of the Wyvern Villa, as if there is no one.

But is there really no one here?

Not really!

In the spacious courtyard of the firewood house, there were nine people lying horizontally, and none of them made a sound.

Because, they are all dead.

At the door of the firewood house not far away, a monk in his early twenties and a middle-aged scholar left side by side.

When one foot stepped out of the threshold, the monk suddenly stood still, looked back at the nine corpses in the courtyard of the firewood house, and recited a Buddha name: "Amitabha." ”

Recite a Buddha name, and say a word of compassion.

After that, the monk glanced at the lonely firewood room and said coldly: "If you hadn't stopped it, there should have been ten corpses here." The Buddha said: Ten is perfection. ”

The middle-aged scholar looked disapproving, and said with a smile: "That little monk is a disciple of the Sad Buddha Sect, and he is also from the Xuanzi generation. If he dies in your hands, it will naturally be a trouble, but if he dies in the hands of the Six Dao Palace. But it can save us a lot of trouble. ”

The monk also smiled, he knew that this middle-aged scholar and the martial arts man behind him, Liu Yuancan, who was known as the Feng Gongzi, were the most calculating.

So, the two turned around.

In the firewood room, a mute girl was taking care of the young monk who had fainted.

The young monk was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

With a handsome face and clear eyebrows, he is a rare beautiful man in the martial arts, if he is not a monk, I am afraid that many women in the rivers and lakes will flock to him.

Suddenly, the body of the little monk, who had fainted for an unknown amount of time, suddenly twitched, and then a faint sound came out of his throat.

"Could it be...... Is it really wrong to be weak?"

The girl in the woodroom was mute.

Since he was captured by Yu Dewang, one of the thirty-six village owners in Dongting, she has not said a word.

After being taken to Wyvern Villa, she didn't say a word.

When Feilong Villa gathered many martial arts masters, and wanted to use her blood to make an alliance and plot to destroy the Six Dao Palaces, she still didn't say a word.

In everyone's eyes, she is a dumb person who is not good-looking.

But is she really dumb?

Not really!

The girl glanced at the young monk Xuantian next to her, who seemed to be waking up a little, and said in a low voice: "In this world, only strength can cross everything and dominate the world. ”

obviously looks like a young girl, but when she actually speaks, it's an old woman's voice.

At this moment, the Xuantian monk, who heard this voice, felt that there seemed to be countless pictures surging in his mind.

Who is he?

He's Lu Zhen!

He is a middle-level manager of a large company, and because of his integrity, he is highly respected by the company's CEO.

Unexpectedly, the boss and son-in-law ate inside and out, plus the improper means of competitors, and in the end, he not only failed to help the company solve problems, but was also framed for being greedy for the company's money.

In the end, in the face of powerful opponents, as well as those intrigues and treacherous methods, he was full of mouths, but he couldn't return his innocence.

Many people know that Lu Zhen is innocent, but in this world, isn't it a sin to be weak?

So, the cold bullet pierced Lu Zhen's heart.

Lu Zhen seemed to hear the sound of his corpse falling to the ground.

"Could it be...... Is it really wrong to be weak?"

In a trance, Lu Zhen felt that his soul seemed to be drifting, swaying, wandering, and pulling......

This...... Is it the feeling of death?

But suddenly, before that, Lu Zhen seemed to see countless pictures emerging from the darkness.

He became a baby and was raised by an elderly monk, because he was weak since he was a child, the old monk did not worry about anyone taking care of him, so he personally raised the baby and adopted him as his closed disciple, the Dharma name - Xuantian.

The little monk Xuantian has not been in good health since he was a child, although he practiced martial arts hard, but he practiced the basic skills of strengthening his body.

At the age of seventeen this year, he is only a cultivator in the late stage of the acquired realm.

But because of the relationship between being accepted as a disciple by the old monk, it is the same generation in Buddhism as the current Shaolin host, and they are all Xuanzi generations.

Not long ago, a Xuanzi monk in Beiliang Temple was assassinated, Xuantian was ordered by the master to go down the mountain to visit the Jinguang Temple in Dongning Mansion, but he didn't expect to meet the true knot monk of Jinguang Temple halfway.

The true monk said that he would first take Xuantian to Feilong Villa to participate in a martial arts event.

But he never expected that this martial arts event would be the Liuwu Villa that dominates one side, the 36 villages of Dongting with many people, the Jinguang Temple, which is known as the impartiality and selflessness, and many small martial arts forces, including Feilong Villa.

Such martial arts people gather here for only one purpose, and that is to deal with the most mysterious and legendary among the six martial arts forces in Dongning Mansion - Liudao Palace.

And at this conference, one of the owners of the 36 villages in Dongting, Qiankun grabbed a mute girl in the Liudao Palace.

Everyone planned to kill this mute girl on the spot, and then use her blood to make an alliance.

A total of plans to destroy the major events of the Six Dao Palaces.

Monk Zhenjie didn't expect that such a little monk from Xuantian, who had just come down from the Temple of Sorrow, that he brought him, would be so ignorant of the rules and openly stand up against this kind of thing.

Saying that a big husband is an enemy of others, he should go head-to-head, and poisoning a weak woman is not a skill.

If these people really have the guts, why should they be together, and use the blood of a mute to make an alliance with blood, so as to avoid betrayal one day in the future.

Also standing up are nine other people who don't know the importance of self-proclaimed martial arts righteousness.

Lu Zhen was taken aback when he saw these pictures in his memory, because the last thing he saw of the nine people was in the courtyard of the firewood house of Feilong Villa.

Zhenjie, who brought himself to Feilong Villa, and a middle-aged scholar who claimed to be Bai Wenyang, a writer who splashed ink rolls, shot and killed all nine people, and he was also seriously injured.

No, it's not a serious injury.

Lu Zhen has already understood that his current self is no longer the same person he once was, and he has crossed into this world of martial arts.

And just as Lu Zhen understood all this, an old woman's voice sounded in his ears.

"In this world, only power can cut everything and dominate the world. ”

Lu Zhen thought so, and muttered: "That's right, in this world, only strength can cut everything and dominate the world." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, a strange voice sounded in Lu Zhen's head.

"Ding-Big Juggernaut System, on!"