The snow is falling, and the cold wind is howling!

In the middle of winter, Jiangfu is shrouded in ice and snow.

Jiangfu is the mountain marquis mansion of Dazhou Town, vertical and horizontal, hundreds of pavilions, endless goose feathers and heavy snow fall on the roof of Jiangfu, as if it is clothed with a brocade fur.

It was nearly dusk, the cold wind was raging, in the backyard of Jiangfu, a broken window creaked, the cold wind drilled into the room, roared and knocked over the light in the room, only to hear the "clang", the oil lamp hanging on the eaves fell to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem......"

The oil lamp fell to the ground, waking up the person lying on the bed, and when he looked up, he saw a young man of double ten years old lying on the bed. This person is wearing a black robe, and he looks weak, he is the concubine of Jiang Mansion, Jiang Yan.

Clenching his teeth, Jiang Yan got up with a frown, covering his mouth, he coughed violently, and after a while, he could barely suppress the discomfort in his throat. Swallowing his saliva, he gasped for a few breaths, and now, his face was as pale as snow.

"This is Jiangfu, Jiangfu five hundred years ago?"

Getting up from the bed, Jiang Yan raised his eyes to look around, and after some thought, he spoke. I saw that while he was talking, he turned his palms and looked at his hands, looking at his thin hands, he clenched his hands, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm back, I didn't expect it, I'm really back, three lives to create fossils, worthy of the top ten holy relics in the fairy world......"

"Emperor Qing, in this life, I will kill you......"

Taking a deep breath, the young man's eyes released a trace of essence, his face suddenly flashed with a trace of black gas, and a faint soul power emanated from him, making people feel a coldness.

Outside the window, the snow was heavier.

Knowing his current situation, countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Yan's mind, and suddenly, he thought of something.

"Black Lotus Holy Ring, where did my ring go?" As he opened his mouth in a low voice, he secretly touched his pocket, and after some fumbling, he didn't find anything.

The Black Lotus Holy Ring is the inheritance of the Emperor of the Underworld, and it is one of the top ten sacred objects in the fairy world.

"By the way, this is five hundred years ago, I'm afraid the Black Lotus Holy Ring is still in my sea of knowledge, yes, it must be in my sea of knowledge, otherwise, I can't be so weak......" There was another violent cough, Jiang Yan had already guessed the location of the Black Lotus Holy Ring.

Secretly closing his eyes, he was absorbed in the sea of knowledge, only to see a black lotus blooming in the sea of knowledge, this black lotus was rooted in the middle of his dantian, constantly absorbing his mana.

"On the order of the Dao, the black lotus came out of the ......" secretly recited the formula, Jiang Yan summoned the black lotus in the sea of knowledge, and the black lotus rooted in his sea of knowledge is finally in the present world.

His complexion gradually became ruddy, his breath gradually stabilized, and a black light appeared on Jiang Yan's left shoulder, only to see a black lotus rooted in his shoulder, which was the Yama Black Lotus, the body of the Black Lotus Holy Ring.

"Come ......"

Jiang Yan stretched out his right hand and placed it beside his shoulder, this black lotus seemed to have spiritual sense, and it actually fell into his palm, turning into a black ring and wrapping around his finger.

"In my previous life, I was too old to understand the technique of summoning the Black Lotus, in this life, I summoned the Black Lotus when I was only the year of the crown, fifty years in advance, Black Lotus! Black Lotus, in this life, you should accompany me to destroy the Heavenly Palace......" Looking at the Black Lotus in his hand, Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth sharply, and as he spoke, he secretly turned the Black Lotus Holy Ring.

If someone sees this action after five hundred years, then the person's death period has arrived, the king of Hades told you to die in the third watch, and no one left you until the fifth watch, five hundred years later, Jiang Yan's honorific title in the immortal road is: Yama Tianzi.

Outside the window, the wind and snow are still there.

Returning to the ancient times, Jiang Yan regained control of the Black Lotus Holy Ring, and now although he is only a cultivator, he has the confidence that he will return to the Great Dao Realm, before his rebirth, he is a half-step Great Dao monk, the Immortal Dao Sect Master, in his opinion, the day of returning to the supreme realm is not far away.

One vein, three flowers, five qi, creation, avenue, sage, the avenue realm is the fifth realm of immortal dao cultivation, this realm is not in the entire Great Zhou Immortal Kingdom, the Great Zhou Kingdom is only a small country in the extreme north, and it is not prosperous, if Jiang Yan can really re-ascend the Great Dao realm, he can destroy the Great Zhou with a wave of his hand.

The sky is getting dark, it is almost dusk, back to five hundred years ago, Jiang Yan Xiuwei fell to the realm of one vein, the realm of one vein is the first realm of immortal dao cultivation, he can't go without food, he hasn't eaten for a day, and now he is hungry.

There was a soft sound in his stomach, and in thought, he was going to find some food. Closing the window and putting on his robe, he went out.

"Someone is coming?" Stepping out the door, Jiang Yan's ears moved, and he vaguely heard a sound of footsteps.

Now although he is a first-vein realm cultivator, his soul is the same as that of a Dao realm cultivator, his ears and eyes are extremely smart, and no small voice can escape his ears.

There was a "creak", and the broken door in the backyard opened, only to see two people walking in outside the door, a man and a woman, both of whom were about the same age as him.

The man was dressed in a gray robe, with a fat head and big ears, like a round ball, and beside him stood a woman in a single garment, who was actually wearing a tulle shirt, and people could vaguely see the arc of her chest.

When the two of them entered the door, they all looked at Jiang Yan, the two of them were members of the Jiang family, and they were both concubines like Jiang Yan.

The Marquis of Dazhou Zhenshan is a great monk of Sanhua Consummation, 100 years old, and he has dozens of heirs, most of whom are concubines. In the Jiang family, except for the three sons born to Mrs. Jiang, the rest of the descendants of the Jiang family are all concubines.

"Jiang Yan, you sick man is not dead yet, hurry up and roll over to Lao Tzu, you haven't paid this month's monthly money yet!" Seeing Jiang Yan standing in front of the door, the big fat man looked at him and shouted.

This guy is the son of the thirteenth lady of the Jiang family, Jiang Shiliang, Jiang Yan's cheap brother, and the woman standing next to him is his second sister.

In his previous life, Jiang Yan only figured out the spell to summon the black lotus, in his previous life, he was not even as good as his subordinates in the Jiang family, and since he was a child, he has been living a life of being bullied. In addition to receiving a sum of money from the family every month, he couldn't get any benefits from the Jiang family, and in his previous life, he had been handing over the monthly money until he was thirty years old.

In the Jiang family, there are many factions, Jiang Yan's strength is low, and he must pay this monthly money, the weak eat the strong, and the weak is a crime, and the so-called monthly money, to put it bluntly, is just a protection fee.

"Old Thirteen, I haven't seen you for a long time, your Hercules Demon Fist, can you practice to the second level?" Seeing the person coming, in front of the door, Jiang Yan shook his shirt, only to see a few snow particles falling on the ground, and when he opened his mouth, he laughed.

Although the two were not polite to him, Jiang Yan was not hostile to the two, when he was seventy years old, the two of them had saved him once, and it was that time that made him open the Black Lotus Holy Ring. Now that he has returned to the past and seen his old friend again, his heart is just full of closeness.

"Jiang Yan, you are so bold, you bastard dare to call me a brother and brother, are you looking for death! I don't want to talk nonsense, call out the monthly money......" Hearing Jiang Yan's words, Jiang Shiliang frowned deeply, only to see a trace of disgust in his eyes.

The Jiang Mansion is not allowed to fight, but it will not take care of the private affairs between juniors, as long as Jiang Shiliang does not hurt Jiang Yan, the Jiang family will not care about the monthly money.

"Old Thirteen, your Hercules Demon Fist, I'm afraid you haven't practiced to the second level! I have nothing to do today, I can give you some guidance for my brother......" The current Jiang Yan is not an ordinary first-vein realm cultivator, his soul is the Immortal Dao Dao Venerable, today Jiang Wuliang wants to take his monthly money, but it is a dream, this time, he happens to want to find someone to try the trick.

In his previous life, Jiang Yan would hand over a monthly sum every month, so Jiang Shiliang had never taken him seriously, but now when he saw Jiang Yan acting like this, he was immediately furious.

"You bastard, you are really looking for death, you dare to talk to me like this, today, I only use thirty percent of mana, if I don't teach you a lesson, you will turn the sky upside down......" Jiang Shiliang's face turned red and he was excited, he pointed at Jiang Yan's nose and scolded.

Seeing Jiang Shiliang so angry, Jiang Yan just smiled and shook his head, seeing that there was a wooden stick in front of the door, he picked it up casually, holding the long stick in his hand, this time, he secretly turned his mana.

From the moment she entered the door, the woman who followed Jiang Shiliang had never spoken, she was the same as Jiang Shiliang, she didn't take Jiang Yan in her eyes at all, and even her face hadn't changed, this time, when she saw Jiang Yan pick up the wooden stick, she frowned slightly. Her strength is not comparable to Jiang Shiliang, if she hadn't been idle today, she wouldn't have accompanied Jiang Shiliang here.

"Take me a move, Hercules Demon Fist, Yak Run to the Wild......" Jiang Shiliang was impatient and couldn't be stimulated, Jiang Yan provoked him again and again, he really couldn't help it, without saying a word, he punched towards Jiang Yan.

Jiang Shiliang is a high-grade monk in the realm of one vein, the human body has a big vein, connecting heaven and earth, connecting the avenue, and opening a vein, there can be endless true power circulation.

In his opinion, Jiang Yan couldn't stop this punch.

Hercules Demon Fist is a martial arts immortal method, and you can master the power of gods and demons when you cultivate to the peak. This martial arts spell is divided into nine layers, and Jiang Shiliang has now cultivated to the first level of consummation realm, the first level, the power of a bull.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, which entered the sea for 7,000 miles, and there was a beast on it, which was like a cow, and the god had no horns, and one foot. In and out of the water, it will be wind and rain, its light is like the sun and the moon, its sound is like thunder, its name is Kui, the Yellow Emperor gets it, and its skin is the drum.

The power of this bull is not simple, but the power of a brute bull.

"Good come, thirteenth brother, I'll give you some advice today. Take me a move, Dugu Nine Swords, the first type, kill the thief ......"

Jiang Yan was originally a student of the 21st century in China, and after coming to this world for 500 years, he commanded Beihai, set Kyushu, swept millions of immortal sects, faced the Supreme Heavenly Palace, and broke into the world's prestige. If he hadn't died in battle with the Blue Emperor, he would have become a saint by now.

Back 500 years ago, this time he wanted to defeat the enemy with kendo. When he ascended to the half-Dao realm, he evolved all the Chinese martial arts tricks, and if this lonely nine swords were discussed in detail, it should be: Immortal Law Dugu Nine Swords.

"Returning to the sister tends to be non-delusional, non-delusional tends to be the same person, and the same person tends to be big. A to C, C to G, G to Dec. The friend of the ugly, the friend of Tatsumi, the friend of the noon. Wind and thunder are a change, mountains are a change, and water and fire are a change. The universe is excited, the shock is excited, and the separation is excited. Three increases become five, five increases become nine......" In the void, there are words.

"Resist the heavy with light, control the slow with fast, and the gods are clear, and they are in one mind. The surrounding air was agitated, and in the wind, there was a sword roar.

"At the age of forty, I gradually realized the true meaning of swordsmanship, and picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people. "The wooden stick is like a peerless sword in Jiang Yan's hands, and the power of this blow is far overshadowing Jiang Shiliang's fist intent.

"Bang ......"

The fist touched the wooden stick, Jiang Shiliang only felt a sword intent directly enter his heart, his arm was about to split, and he was suddenly blown away, he couldn't have imagined that he was not Jiang Yan's enemy.

Hercules Demon Fist is a martial arts skill, a realm, is able to condense the human body, meridians, flesh and blood, muscles and bones, Jiang Shiliang is full of meridians, flesh and blood has long been fused with iron bones, he can smash a thousand-pound boulder with a punch, it is such a divine power, even the wooden sword can not be stopped.

How can it be!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Jiang Shiliang lay on the ground, terrified. Looking at Jiang Yan, his eyes widened, and he pressed his chest tightly.