I am above the long river of time, overlooking the eternity!

Chapter 2: A glimpse of time, a glimmer of hope, vividly on the page!

It was a long night with heavy snowfall.

The cold frost and snow are enough to freeze people's hearts to the core.

But as Luo Jing imagined the divine sea, he saw the dazzling golden sun and the vast long river that could 'penetrate everything'.
The originally worried mood calmed down a lot in an instant, and even couldn't help beating "bang bang" and bursting into flames.

"This is such a great magical power."

Luo Jing took a breath and murmured.

Under the flickering candlelight, it was dim and dark. His expression changed several times before he suppressed his joy:
"With the rise of the spiritual tide, the martial arts has changed several times in the past 800 years. Under the waves, there are some who are the leaders in this era. Their magical powers are even comparable to those of gods, but..."

"Even after breaking through the three realms of 'Building the Foundation', 'Forging the Mysterious Embryo', and 'The Dragon and the Tiger', and then knocking open the gate of heaven, I am afraid that it will be the same as the giants of the world who can rival the likes of immortals and gods."

"We can't have such an opportunity!"

Under the long sleeves of his broad robe, Luo Jing's frown gradually relaxed, and then he tightened his grip on the object in his hand, lowering his head and silently looking at this seemingly "ordinary" scabbard.

He was on duty next to Young Lord Jingguo. Not long ago, Cangxuan's army invaded the country, and Young Lord Jing was forced to open up his arsenal and use all the country's century-old savings to defend against the enemy.

It was at that time that Luo Jing, with his heart palpitating, got the half-scabbard that no longer contained the sword's edge.

It had been placed deep in the arsenal. It seemed to have some age and background. Logically speaking, even if it was ordinary, it was not something he could just take.

After all, most of the things stored at the end of the arsenal have some origins.

but
At that time, "Luo Gong" Luo Yuqiong had not yet "ridden a thousand horses on the snow, beheaded the generals and captured the flag", and eventually disappeared.

Therefore, whether it is appropriate or not is not that important.

When you come out to hang out, you always have to talk about your background. Although Jing Shaojun is big in Jinling City, he is actually not that big.
【Please select your identity.】

Just when Luo Jing's mind was wandering.

The Jinxi seal script, like the rising sun and the candle illuminating everything, slowly changed again, and finally evolved into lines of interesting words.

[Businessman Guizhou: He wears a shirt and makes a living by farming. He has no special skills, but his endurance is acceptable. He has no special "destiny". It is almost impossible to escape from the cage and perform "legendary deeds". 】

[Servants of aristocratic families: They may be servants of nobles, doormen of large sects, or guardians of wealthy families. Due to different 'trajectories', there is a very small chance of embarking on the path of 'destiny' and evolving into 'legendary deeds'. 】

[Quack Warlock: In this world, the spiritual tide has just begun, and the world is in chaos. The 'mythic corridor' has not yet appeared. The lost ancient fairy books and magic books have long been extinct. There are only one in ten million people who can retain the broken secret techniques and even inherit them. There is a very small probability that one can be entrusted with the 'Destiny' and evolve into 'legendary deeds'. 】

[Martial Arts Disciple: He knows a few rudimentary moves, he may be an outside sect of the sect, he is a martial artist in the mountains, and he has basic foundation-building martial arts skills. There is a very small chance that he will be entrusted with the "destiny" and develop "legendary deeds". 】

The golden words danced like dragons and phoenixes, quite dazzling, and were deeply imprinted in Luo Jing's divine sea, until the last line fell, which was supposed to be the end.

but.
As Luo Jing never let go of the 'scabbard', he paused for a moment after the four identities were revealed.
As if the golden seal script had come into contact with some kind of 'medium', it slowly changed and started to squirm again————

[The fragments of the 'Shangdong Fulong Sword Scabbard' are detected, and the time anchor is the age of Mowu. It can become entangled with the host's 'fate' and begin to evolve a new identity. 】

[Chief of the Bulk Sect: It is related to the mythical relic 'Shangdong Fulong Sword'. He has achieved some success in martial arts. There is a chance that he will be blessed by destiny and develop into a true 'legendary deed' in the 'Era of Recovery'. 】

A chief!
Luo Jing's eyes narrowed.

If this were done today, even if it was a small family, one would have to be an expert in Xuan Tai to be able to handle it!

But if it were placed 800 years ago, although Luo Jing didn't know much about prehistoric things, he could roughly remember that it was a world of ordinary martial arts before the Xuan Fei was born.

The foundation building realm is divided into three levels.

In the first stage, the muscles and bones roar together and the strength is generated by itself.

In the second stage, the energy moves all over the body and has penetrated into the bone marrow.

In the third stage, the breath will not die, and the gods will understand it.

Among them, the first two levels are the limits of what can be achieved at the end of the old era and before the spiritual tide rises.

One is to refine strength, and the other is to refine marrow.Once upon a time, although there were subdivisions, today, they are just building bases and martial arts passes.

Those who have the resources and the willpower, coupled with superior breathing techniques, can start to get started after the age of sixty years and the muscles and bones have grown. After five or eight years, it is estimated that you will be able to achieve something.

Seemingly simple.

But a long time ago,
炼髓
It's enough to be called a 'master'.

No matter how high you are, you are still a leader and a master of the world!

"I have heard that during those years, although there were no powerful giants who crossed the world and destroyed cities and rivers, most of the martial arts heroes who are rising today have ancestral backgrounds related to that era."

"This long river spans time. If it can really be anchored to the 'Era of Recovery', maybe I can seize some great opportunities, break this 'Dragon Traveling in the Shoals' situation, and soar into the sky!"

Luo Jing's eyes suddenly shone brightly!

He grabbed the scabbard with one hand and slowly tapped the table with the other hand, silently feeling the attraction coming over him, as if it was calling him to a hidden time in prehistory.

But as his disordered breathing slowly calmed down, Luo Jing slowly opened his eyes, but did not make an immediate decision.

Although he is only sixteen years old, he does not understand the principle of making decisions before taking action.

"When choosing an identity, I naturally have to choose the best one, one that is beneficial to me and can break the current situation."

"Then, the last option is actually beyond doubt."

"It's just that you have to think carefully about the details."

"This scabbard was obtained from Young Lord Jingguo in Yunchen Palace. She must know a little bit about its origin, but she doesn't know much about it. 'Shangdong Fulong Scabbard', such a real name It sounds like it has a great origin, I'm afraid it's a great 'mythical relic'."

"Even if it's just a broken scabbard, it should be considered a treasure even in the sect."

Luo Jing's eyes flickered, he opened the window and looked through the hazy snow, silently counting how many hours it would take for daylight to fall.

So he couldn't help but sigh, calmed down his impatient mood a little, put on his clothes and lay down on his back, going back and forth several times before falling asleep.

He had a hunch,

perhaps
Starting from this encounter today, my future.
It will be immeasurable!
----

The wind and snow suddenly stopped one night, and the sky became dark.

Yang Gong, who was full of vitality and over fifty but did not look old, led the horse through the snow and personally escorted Luo Jing out of the mansion, watching him gallop along the desolate long street to Yunchen Palace.

Wait until the figure is no longer visible.

The old man's originally gentle and respectful face became hesitant, and then his wrinkles tightened:
"My young father-in-law seems to have changed somewhere."

Just like the day before, he could still see that this person was calm and composed, but also worried and anxious.

But one night and one day rise.

These worries and hesitations seem to have disappeared like the first auspicious snow, and the haze has disappeared.

The rest is all confidence.

"Perhaps he is a descendant of the Luo family and has confidence."

"But even so,"

"I should also use more channels. Although Jinling has not yet been defeated, it is probably only a matter of time. If it does not become a mysterious fetus, time will not wait for me. I must not sit back and relax."

"At least I'll see you again, father-in-law."

"I have to keep Mr. Jing safe."

(End of this chapter)