The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 245

several days in a row.

Lu Sheng finally confirmed that he seemed to be trapped on the same day.

Every morning when I get up early, the familiar Sister Qin splashes water and says: 'Good morning, Lu Sheng. '

Walking through the cross street, familiar passers-by, familiar words: "Hekou exhausted a coolie. '

When it comes to the gang, day after day of Wotou vegetable soup, day after day of Ba Ge winning money, and: "I asked you to inquire about it, how did you inquire about it?" '

Lu Sheng was devastated.

With his meager knowledge base, he simply cannot understand why this is the case.

He yelled, yelled, and reminded everyone frantically, but what he got was strange looks from everyone.

It's been a long time.

Lu Sheng gradually got used to it.

He started to do some things that he didn't dare to do on weekdays. Anyway, it will restart in the early morning of tomorrow, and everything will return to the original state. Why not let himself live more nourishingly.

So he decided to take out his treasured money to buy copper hairpins for his sister. Early in the morning, he bought a roast duck to eat.

Hey, the roast duck is really delicious.

"By the way, gambling!"

Another day waking up from reset.

Lu Sheng suddenly thought of whether he could win a lot of money if he went to the casino.

For example, if you go to a casino today, but don’t gamble, you just write down the time and points on each table, and then come back tomorrow to bet.

Just do it.

Then, I lost miserably.

There is no reason.

Lu Sheng remembered very clearly that when the sun was rising, when the sunlight outside the window reflected on the teacup, a leopard would emerge.

But after he crushed the leopard, the leopard didn't come out at all, only four four six.

big head.

Lu Sheng looked at the croupiers in the casino, and then at the thugs sitting in charge. He wanted to make money from the casino, but it was really not easy to make money.

In the next few reincarnations, Lu Sheng continued to try the casino route.

He found that as long as he was low-key enough to win three games and lose two games, the casino would only intervene when he won around ten taels.

At this time, if you gamble again, you will always lose.

If you take the money and leave, you can't go to the next casino.

Go, as long as he wins five taels again, someone will invite him to see the boss, and then he will be searched, and then a few warnings will be issued after the search.

"Ten taels of silver is not a lot."

Lu Sheng comforted himself.

After that, he got up every day and went straight to the casino, winning ten taels in one morning.

At noon, I took my sister to a restaurant to eat high-quality noodles, went shopping with her to buy rice, and saw the smile on her face. This was repeated for more than a dozen reincarnations, and Lu Sheng enjoyed it endlessly.

"Ugh."

"When you wake up, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, nothing can be brought, nothing can be taken away."

After another reboot.

Lu Sheng just felt that it was boring, because no matter how hard he tried, he would still restart the next day.

this day.

After winning another ten taels of silver in the morning, Lu Sheng decided to make a change.

how to change.

There are two martial arts gyms in Dongcheng, Guobei County.

One is called Eagle Claw Gate, which teaches Eagle Claw Hand and Eagle Beak Knife.

One is called Tan Leg Gate, who teaches Twelve Road Tan Legs and Crazy Demon Sticks.

As long as a disciple learned from these two places, no matter which gang in Guobei County joins, he will start out as a small leader.

So Lu Sheng has always had a wish, that is to enter the martial arts hall to learn skills and practice his skills.

It's a pity that the tuition of the martial arts school is too expensive.

The entry fee is eight taels of silver, which is not something ordinary people can count on.

It is different now.

Lu Sheng is rich, not short of eight taels of silver.

"My name is Lu Sheng, I live in the north of the city, and I want to visit the Eagle Claw Gate."

Shake.

Three months have passed.

Although Lu Sheng experienced restarts every day, his memory remained unchanged.

After three months, the moves of Eagle Claw Hand were already clear to him.

When he shot, he aimed at the joints and vital points. In his hands, ordinary people would fall down when they met each other.

"My name is Lu Sheng, I live in the north of the city, and I want to worship Tan Zumen."

Restarting every day is so overbearing.

After learning Eagle Claw Hand and Eagle Beak Saber, Lu Sheng still didn't give up, and chose Tan's leg door again.

"The net worth is clean, well-documented, and there are no calluses on your hands. You are not a spy of the Eagle Claw Gate. You can be admitted."

When entering the Tanzumen, there was a small episode.

Just like a person who plays with a gun, there will be calluses on the tiger's mouth, and a person who practices eagle claw skills will also leave marks on his hands.

But Lu Sheng was different.

His time will restart every day, as long as the moves are not exposed, no traces can be seen from the hands alone.

Another five months.

Lu Sheng's talent in martial arts is good, and he is willing to ponder.

Adding up the eight months before and after, the Eagle Claw Skill, Tan Leg, Eagle Mouth Knife, and Crazy Devil Stick have all achieved a small amount of success.

Tried it in the pole gang.

With a white wax stick in his hand, all the bosses, big and small, were no match for him. Even Brother Ba, the number one thug in the pole gang, would be let go of his stick within a dozen rounds, and he dared not fight again.

then.

Lu Sheng was a little flustered.

After each restart, he would challenge the masters with a wax stick.

The head-hunters of the county government, the centurions and captains of the city defense battalion.

More even.

He will use the Kung Fu of the Eagle Claw Gate to go to the Tan Leg Gate to kick the pavilion, or use the Kung Fu of the Tan Leg Gate to go to the Eagle Claw Gate to make trouble.

In the beginning, there were more defeats than victories.

On several occasions, he was beaten to death on the spot because the other party suddenly attacked the killer.

But when he opened his eyes, Lu Sheng found that he would restart until the morning.

Then what is he afraid of.

Gang Gang, Lu Sheng.

Today, it is not only the competition, but also the decision of life and death.

kill kill kill
Anyway, no matter whether he killed someone or someone else killed him, it will still restart the next day.

So he stopped holding back his hands, and fought and killed every day.

As a result, Lu Sheng's martial arts improved rapidly.

Soon he discovered that, 1v1, no one in Guobei County was his opponent.

Even the head of the county yamen, who is known as the murderer of Guobei County, would have his head smashed in less than a hundred rounds in his hands.

"The pole gang, Lu Sheng, came to pay a visit to Tan Zumen today with the crazy stick method."

Lu Sheng dragged the white wax pole and smashed the signboard of Tan's leg door with one stick: "Please kill me by all means, please."

"Brother, he tore down our signboard!"

"Eldest brother, kill him, kill him."

After ten rounds.

Lu Sheng beat Tanzumen's elder brother to death with a single stick, and clasped his fists and said, "You guys go up together."

"Revenge for senior brother."

30 NO.[-] Disciples of the Tan Leg Sect rushed forward with sticks in their hands.

The result.

Two fists are no match for four hands, so of course Lu Sheng was beaten to death.

But that's what he wanted.

One-on-one, no one is his opponent. If you want to improve, you have to break through yourself and put more pressure on yourself.

For the first time, seven disciples of Tanzumen were killed, and then they were besieged and died.

The second time, he beat to death twelve disciples of Tanzumen, and their heads were smashed with a stick.

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time.
Lu Sheng keeps challenging himself.

At the fourth time, Lu Sheng gasped heavily, looking at the disciple of Tanzumen who fell to the ground, with a smile on his face.

"This kid is interesting."

Inside the bookstore.

Zhang Heng's eyes reflected everything.

At first, he thought that Lu Sheng would let himself go after he found out that he would restart every day, just like game players do to game NPCs, killing people and setting fires, raping money and robbing, doing all kinds of evil, with no moral bottom line at all.

But he found he was wrong.

Lu Sheng was very thoughtful. He restarted the dream world more than 300 times, and he has been constantly improving himself for almost a year.

In the end, he even used the way of life and death to temper his will and martial arts.

If this were done in reality, he would have died hundreds of times earlier, but this is the world of dreams, unless Zhang Heng agrees, otherwise people will not die, which is suitable for the crazy fighting style.

"One day in the future, my dream world will be big enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of living beings, covering all heavens and myriad worlds."

"Is it true that I can use the characteristics of the dream world to open a martial arts arena?"

"Or, build it into a second world, where the powerful from all heavens and myriad worlds can enter after falling asleep, and then compete here, fight for hegemony, and hone themselves?"

Zhang Heng thought a little far.

Those who do not plan for the future are not enough to plan for a while.

Zhang Heng didn't know what the future would be like.

But he knew that if he could create the grand blueprint he wanted in his heart, there would definitely be a place for him in the heavens and myriad realms.

After all, the dream world has no secrets for him, here he is the god of rules, the god of creation.

Countless strong men are fighting under his nose, shaping myriad spells. Naturally, these battles and spells will also become his nourishment.

more than this.

If there is an idea of ​​a strong man dying in battle in a dream.

This spiritual thought will also be turned into the nourishment of the dream world to strengthen the dream world.

One or two may be inconspicuous.

But what about billions of beings?
Every day, [-] million real immortal thoughts die in the dream, not many individuals, only a little spiritual thought, which has no effect on me.

Sand can be gathered to form a tower, and soil can be gathered to form a mountain. Changes in quantity will also cause changes in quality.

For a long time.

Sooner or later, the dream will become the real world.

At that time, in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, there will be another Great Thousand Dream Realm.

Zhang Heng sits on one side of the Great Thousand World and is the master of the Great Thousand World. A saint dare not say that there should be a place under a saint.

"You're fine."

Lu Sheng is practicing.

In the dark, the voice of a god emerged in my heart.

"Who?"

Lu Sheng stood up and looked around: "Who are you?"

"who am I?"

"I am God, the God of Dreams."

"Your behavior has inspired me, and I am going to reward you."

Zhang Heng didn't show up in person, but resounded in Lu Sheng's heart in a way of divine words: "You should have noticed that this world is not complete, and it repeats every day."

"Because of certain restrictions, such repetitions will continue."

"It's a torment for you."

"So I decided to put your divine thoughts back into reality, so that you can become one with yourself."

"At that time, you can bring back everything you got in the dream world, will you be willing?"

Willing or not.

Definitely would.

Lu Sheng has lived in the dream world for a year, and the dream world that repeats every day seems to him more and more illusory and unreal.

He was like a mouse trapped in a cage, alone and helpless.

If he could return to his normal life with this martial arts, it would be too much to say, becoming the leader of the Pole Gang and unifying all the gangs in Guobei County, it would not be difficult to be an underground emperor.

In this way, my sister will not have to suffer anymore.

"In that case, you can go."

Zhang Heng opened up the dream world and knocked Lu Sheng's divine sense back into his body.

next second.

Lu Sheng, who was sleeping soundly at home, woke up with a jolt.

Looking at the familiar home, and the elder sister lying on the side, humming constantly, as if eating, Lu Sheng's eyes lit up: "You're really back?"

Lu Sheng couldn't sleep anymore.

Putting on his clothes, he walked out of the house and performed Eagle Claw Kung Fu in the yard.

A set of movements flowed smoothly, and Lu Sheng jumped up and down in joy. It was not a dream, he really learned the kung fu of Eagle Claw Gate and Tan Leg Gate, and became the number one in Guobei County.

"sister!"

Lu Sheng happily ran back to the house.

"Ok?"

Lu Yun opened her eyes in a daze, with a look of bewilderment.

"I can make you live a good life."

Lu Sheng cried and laughed: "We don't have to suffer so much."

a few days later.

Lu Sheng took the white wax pole and asked someone to make two banners.

On the left is written: A wax rod, hit Guo Bei's invincible hands.

On the right side it says: Fist and foot are unparalleled, I am the king of the pole gang.

Holding a banner, they paraded through the streets.

Picking up the eight leaders of the pole gang, first becoming the gang leader of the pole gang, and then setting up a ring, they have not lost a single battle in seven days.

For a moment, Lu Sheng's name resounded throughout the hundred miles.

There are even rumors that on the barren hills in the southwest of Guobei County, there lives a weasel that takes the shape of a human and loves sticks.

Even it was defeated by Lu Sheng after more than a hundred matches, and he said: "A fierce man, such a fierce stick, how many people did he kill, the killing intent is strong, attached to the stick, even My spells are broken."

Actually it doesn't know.

For a year in the dream, there was a fierce battle every day, not only to determine the superiority, but also to determine life and death.

Lu Sheng had already beheaded thousands of people, and he was beheading ten thousand people.

Such a vicious person, even if he has not cultivated the energy and blood of martial arts, it is not something ordinary spirits can provoke.

For a timid person, looking at Lu Sheng with killing intent can scare the urine in an instant. It is a kind of stare that makes people's scalp tingle just by looking at each other.

"Unifying the underground world of Guobei County, known as the little bully with white poles."

"Hey, accidentally, another person's fate has been changed."

It has reached the point of Zhang Heng.

Really like the grandfather in the novel, with every move, he can easily rewrite other people's lives.

Take Lu Sheng as an example.

Without his intervention, Lu Sheng would have been trampled at the bottom of society forever, and it would be difficult for him to stand up.

Even if he has some talent in martial arts, where can he get a few taels of money to practice martial arts.

And then again,

If it weren't for the dream world, it would reset every day.

Even if Lu Sheng was given ten taels of silver, he would be more likely to buy his sister a dowry instead of practicing martial arts with the money.

Practicing martial arts is because it is reset every day, and it is meaningless to buy a dowry.

"I just don't know if Lu Sheng will be with Widow Qin in the future."

Through hundreds of observations.

Zhang Heng found out that Lu Sheng didn't care about many people, his sister Lu Yun was one, and Widow Qin was one.

The first time Lu Sheng killed someone, it was the old father-in-law who bullied Widow Qin.

Now back to reality, time is no longer reset.

With his murderous character cultivated in the dream world, killing people is really like drinking water.

Unfortunately.

Zhang Heng couldn't wait for the result.

Because on this day, Yan Chixia came to look for him.

For the sake of persevering in truth.

"I know about Xu Hongru's retreat, he told me about it."

"In addition, making Bailian a saint is also somewhat related to me, and I also passed on a spell to her."

While Zhang Heng answered, he asked back, "What happened?"

"Don't mention it. During this period of time, Hengzhen Taoism has developed rapidly, with thousands of miles of preaching and millions of believers."

Yan Chixia paused slightly: "The Twelve Princes have written a letter stating that Hengzhen Dao wants to rebel."

(End of this chapter)