"Whirring ,,," The sea breeze blows low, like bagpipes.

A young man dressed in sackcloth sat on a reef, quietly looking at the endless horizon, as if he was missing something, he was waiting for the moment when the golden sun rose.

The young man has waist-length black hair, black pupils and sword eyebrows, and resolute cheeks, and is slightly handsome overall. The sea breeze blows head-on, the hair is flying, and the young man is heroic. The boy's name is Feng Yang, and he inadvertently crossed into this world from a place called Earth, which is called the Holy Sun Continent and belongs to a small plane. But it is also a place where monks are flying all over the sky and the strong are respected.

There is an ancient book in front of him, which looks like paper but not paper, and there is no way to know what the specific material is. On the cover, there are four golden characters "Emperor Wu Xuanjing", the book is very thin, and a gust of wind blows the book open, only the general recipe of the mind method and a few meridian diagrams are not very long.

The golden sun rose from the sea line, and after the golden sun rose, Feng Yang's body began to change, and the purple meridians began to slowly emerge on the skin, and at the same time, Feng Yang's handsome face began to distort, as if he was suffering great pain. But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, the purple meridians began to extend from the dantian to the whole body, and after half an hour, the limbs were covered by the purple meridians, and the purple began to quickly retract the dantian.

Feng Yang relaxed, lying on the reef, his whole body did not have any strength, although he had been practicing for more than ten months, the pain of cutting the meridians and washing the veins was still unbearable. Thousands of years ago, the "Emperor Wu Xuanjing" was also a heavenly cultivation classic, but there was not a single person who succeeded in cultivation, and none of them could survive the stage when the purple qi entered the body and washed the meridians. Among these people, there are many people with great intentions, but no one has ever succeeded in cultivating, and then people put on the shelves this exercise that is almost unwilling to succeed in cultivation and is bound to die if practiced.

If it weren't for the fact that the Fengyang meridian had been formed, except for the Heavenly Exercises, it would be impossible for other exercises to have great achievements, and he could only practice the "Emperor Wu Xuanjing".

When I first came to this world, I am not familiar with the place, I don't even know the most basic customs, even the most basic survival is very difficult, I want to find a job that can support myself, but the most ordinary person's strength is several times that of his. So he can only wander and beg to support himself, and at the same time, he also works hard to learn the words of this world, hoping to have a chance to rise in the future. Finally, after more than a year of wandering. Came to Linghai City, an ancient city in the Tang Dynasty, where Feng Yang was inadvertently discovered by the old director of the library, and took him in to work in the library. Since then, he has temporarily stayed in this ancient city near the sea.

In the previous year, Feng Yang found that he had a deep memory and the ability to analyze and understand quickly. In two months, he sorted out the library's collection and kept it in order. In the library, he found this almost forgotten exercise.

Although this exercise can only be practiced for half an hour when the golden sun rises, it is a great test to have great perseverance to fight against the heavens in the process of cultivation, and to endure extreme pain and cultivation every day. And to open up the meridians to step by step, can not be fast, although most of the predecessors only took two or three months to open all the meridians except the head, but the head meridians are the most difficult to open, almost all of the people who practice this skill go mad and die when they open the head meridians.

Feng Yang thinks that this exercise is not complete, and the cultivation of this skill and whether each meridian is open are very important, so he wants to make sure that every small meridian and hidden meridian in his body are opened, only in this way is the safest.

After a few teas, Feng Yang staggered up from the reef and walked slowly towards the ancient city not far away.

《《《《《《《《 the dividing line》》》》》》》》

Walking to the city gate, "Feng Yang is back," a rough voice asked, and the question was a man in his forties wearing a city guard uniform, his name was Lin Yuan. He is the guard of the city.

"Ao, good morning Brother Lin, you are on duty again today," Feng Yang greeted him cordially. When Feng Yang first came to this city, if it weren't for his help, Feng Yang would almost not be able to enter the city, and he would not have the current life and opportunities, so Feng Yang was very grateful to him in his heart.

"Why do you say you're tired every morning, isn't the work of the library bad? You still want to go out again? It's not that you don't know the dangers of the outside world. "Lin Yuan cares about accountability.

"I know, Brother Lin, don't worry, I'm just exercising, I'll be fine. I'll go first, goodbye" Feng Yang responded, he didn't want to tell anyone about his cultivation of the Emperor Martial Xuan Sutra, because he didn't want people who cared about him to worry about him. Moreover, if you are lucky enough to succeed in cultivating, if the news leaks out, you will incur the disaster of killing yourself, and such similar things are recorded in the books of the library, so you must learn the lessons of your predecessors.

"Well, why didn't this kid listen to persuasion. Lin Yuan sighed as he looked at the back of Feng Yang leaving.

《《《《《《《《《 the dividing line》》》》》》》》》》》

Back at the library, "Du Kang, good morning," Feng Yang said to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was looking down at a book with a full of vigor on his face.

"Good morning, Brother Feng, you're back from your morning exercise" Du Kang raised his head and said hello to Feng Yang, and continued to look down and read. Feng Yang is not surprising, because Du Kang practiced Confucian exercises.

Feng Yang didn't care, he took out a book from the bookshelf and sat next to Du Kang, "Xiaokang, I'm going to go to school at Shengyang Academy in a few days."

"Yes, Brother Feng, after I leave, grandpa and sister will ask you to take care of it" Du Kang finally raised his head and said with a serious face.

"Don't worry, I will treat the curator and them as if they were my own relatives," Feng Yang said with a serious face.

"Thank you, Brother Feng, if you hadn't come here, I wouldn't have been able to chase my dreams. Du Kang said excitedly

"Don't thank me, this is as it should be" In fact, Feng Yang had already regarded him as his own relative when he was taken in by the old curator. Even if Du Kang doesn't say it, Feng Yang will take good care of them. After that, they all lowered their heads to read, and the only sound in the library was the sound of flipping books. And so a new day of life begins.

Newcomers and new books, if you don't write well, you can give your opinions, but don't spray randomly, the update speed is slow and the update time is unstable, but you can guarantee that the book will be completed.