The First Sword of the Earth

In recent years, Zhao Dezhu...The monastic life has been a little messy.

Every few weeks, there will be a greeting phone call from the investigation team; if you take a few steps, you will find an unmanned surveillance machine overhead.

This kind of situation began when he first encountered the big boss-level existence...

An encounter in the monk’s detention center had some posture that would change the trajectory of his life.

Since the first encounter with that big guy, Zhao Dezhu began to receive ‘care’ from the investigation team, investigating his behavior and monitoring his behavior from time to time.

If it weren't for the memory erasing device that is said to be easy to turn a person into a fool, I guess it would definitely be used for him.

Even a few times, when he finally reached a critical moment in dating his sister, the young lady and younger brother of the investigation team suddenly knocked on the door and then questioned him for half an hour.

on purpose!

These workaholics must be deliberate! I just envy him as a cultivator, but at the same time he can have so many sisters!

Zhao Dezhu often speculates like this...

Zhao Dezhu didn't understand why the official kept secret about the existence of this big man. It was clear that this big man had been promoted as a hero before, and now there is no information searchable on the Internet.

The second time I met the big guy was in that impressive bungee field.

At that time, he was happily jumping ‘Shu Shi Di’, and his spiritual sense randomly inspected, and he saw the two big men who were stopped outside the door.

Zhao Dezhu had an idea, and hurriedly moved forward to clear the way for the big guys.

Originally, he still wondered if he could get a magic weapon this time, but what he didn't expect was that he saw the big boss again.

The ancestor of Jian Xiu Feiyu, isn't that the legendary...

Who is it?

After all, it is an unimaginable existence.

In the five years since then, Zhao Dezhu's life has been completely disrupted.

He feels like a prisoner, and the investigation team is always watching his movements, for fear that he will directly transform into the lord of the demon world and turn the earth into purgatory...

For this reason, Zhao Dezhu also looked for the officer of the investigation team who was mainly in charge of him.

But the other party politely stated that the monitoring order was directly issued by the superior;

It's not just him, but anyone who has been in contact with that existence must do a good job of looking after them to prevent them from leaking out any wind.

These are only ‘negative’ effects.

Zhao Dezhu also tried it. If he took the initiative to hand in his mobile phone and practiced steadily in the mountains, the investigation team would not trouble him.

I don't know if I will trouble him, and will give him more subsidies and resources.

This is true for both their masters and apprentices.

In addition, after encountering Jian Xiu Feiyu, Zhao Dezhu found that his luck had become better for some reason. The success rate of adding Miss Sister's WeChat has increased, and the relationship development has become much easier.

Even after he was practicing, he secretly played virtual games and did everything smoothly...

He has reflected on himself, and it is true that his luck suddenly becomes so good after meeting a non-speaking boss.

Although I don't understand why, what he cultivates is profound and profound, and Zhao Dezhu believes it himself.

Five years later, although Zhao Dezhu went to the night market when he was free, he never saw the big brother again.

Up to now, he still doesn't know who the big man called the Patriarch that day is.

Zhao Dezhu gradually began to think about a question:

‘What should the world look like in the eyes of this kind of person? ’

Sometimes, he would lie on the roof of a small building in the mountain like now, raising his hand to catch the stars in the sky;

Of course he couldn't catch anything. With his weak cultivation base, he was still a few golden immortals away from controlling the stars.

But sometimes, Zhao Dezhu always wants to go out and have a look, stroll around, just wander around...

"Five years in a flash."

With a light sigh, Zhao Dezhu rested his arm and stared at the distant starry sky.

He was also a little worried now, worried that the aura he had been blessed by the boss would fade away, and worried that he would return to his previous mediocrity.

In the past five years, the speed of his breakthrough has been three times faster than before.

Many incomprehensible truths will be understood as soon as a flash of light flashes; once even in a dream, when you open your eyes, you have already broken through a small realm.

By the way, he broke down his soft big bed.

Zhao Dezhu felt that all of this was because he was caught in the light of that big boss;

Now he still wants to find a chance to get a dip, but he can't find a reason, and secondly, he doesn't know where the boss is.

He pinched his throat and said:

"Ding, your lucky halo has expired, please recharge in time."

Zhao Dezhu lied on the roof for a while, feeling a little lonely in his heart.

Everyone wants to be the protagonist of life, but what everyone can do is to be the protagonist of their own life.

Will my future story be magnificent, will it be brilliant, will it...

"Take a pillar," came the familiar cry from below, "You enter the city later, remember to buy some rice and salt to come back."

Zhao Dezhu raised his hand and punched his eye sockets, and still replied feebly: "I know Master, I will buy it tomorrow, can't you shop online?"

"The last time they said they couldn't find a place, they still had to fly ten kilometers for Shi Yujian to pick up the courier."

The old Dao below said calmly: "As a teacher, I want to eat a light meal these days, what do you have to say?"

"Hey, okay, the disciple knows."

Zhao Dezhu replied feebly, and yawned for a long time.

The old Dao below shook his head and stepped into the room.

Zhao Dezhu smiled and continued to look at his own stars and dream his own daydreams.

The monk shouldn't have delusions, but Zhao Dezhu couldn't help having dreams since he was a teenager.

He also knows that this may be a disease... and it's easy to really make himself a demon...

"If people have no illusions, how are they different from machines?"

Zhao Dezhu yawned again, but he didn't resist this time. He closed his eyes on the roof and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

Dreaming again...

Every time, my dreams are like watching the flowers on horseback, all odd and strange;

Sometimes Zhao Dezhu would dream of modern life, sometimes he would dream of ancient times, incarnate himself as a scholar, a general, or a soldier;

Sometimes I dream of myself in various modern eras, charging for the great Chinese nation...

Up to the present position, Zhao Dezhu has not had dreams similar to each other. ——It is also because after the cultivation base is high, you can not sleep or sleep.

In this dream, he seems to be a vendor, walking around the streets carrying fruits. It seems that he has a good income today and he feels very happy...

Until the rising sun, a ray of sunlight shone on Zhao Dezhu's eyelids, waking him from the top of the building.

He sat up, stretched, stunned for a moment, and then began to beat his chest.

I wasted another night that could have been ridiculous, happy and happy!

I took out my mobile phone and glanced at the chat message, and I really forgot to chat with my sister late at night...

Sitting there annoyed for a while, Zhao Dezhu jumped off the roof, trying to say hello to his master, only to find that the master had closed the simple formation around the house and seemed to be practicing.

"Rice and salt..."

Zhao Dezhu shook his head, and took a picture of a flying sword thrown in the corner. It stepped on the sole of his feet, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt, and headed toward the foot of the mountain.

Not long after flying, the city was already in sight.

Just as Zhao Dezhu was about to merge into the "Private Air Track" into the city, Feijian suddenly stopped at his feet, and his figure also stopped inexplicably in the air.

What the hell?

Zhao Dezhu twisted and twisted his body, but the flying sword under his feet seemed to be locked by the air, and could not move at all.

The formation?

Spells?

Zhao Dezhu's heart stunned. Although it has been a long time since he heard the news about evil cultivating people harming people, he didn't want to use this method to get on the news himself!

"This fellow Taoist..."

Suddenly heard a soft voice coming from above, Zhao Dezhu looked up, but saw three figures standing on a cloud several hundred meters above his head.

It was the man in the middle who wore a bright red robe that attracted Zhao Dezhu's eyes at first;

And at this moment, the girl who was talking to herself a few hundred meters away was the girl standing on the right side of the man...

On the face of it, Zhao Dezhu felt that this was the most beautiful girl among the real people he had ever seen.

But then, this ‘most’ moved to the other side of the bright red robe, on the female fairy who was standing quietly.

What a nice view……

How could there be...

wrong!

Zhao Dezhu glanced intently, and after a few careful glances, a photo he had seen many times appeared in his heart, and a name was blurted out.

"Shepherd keeps silent!"

As soon as he spoke, Zhao Dezhu shivered, feeling a light pressure from above.

Just listen to the people above in ancient tunes...

"Senior Sister, you are indeed a celebrity here, and any little monk can recognize it."

"Not counting."

"Feiyao, go down and ask if this person has a non-verbal whereabouts~www.readwn.com~ When we entered this place, Chunyangzi didn't say much, just asked us to find a monk casually after we came here.

I searched this place many times for my teacher, but I couldn't find a trace of Feiyu. "

Although Zhao Dezhu's knowledge of ancient tunes is not deep, he heard a few words clearly at this time:

Feiyao, Feiyu, monk, inquire...

"How many do you want to inquire about the whereabouts of the non-speaking adults?"

The girl who was flying down lightly nodded, and Zhao Dezhu suddenly said: "I and the non-speaking predecessors... are fairly familiar.

Although I can't find where he is, I can take you to find someone who can find him!

Is this ok? "

The little cultivator who has not become an immortal, dare to discuss and speak with the Lord of Death, Emperor Qinghua, whose fierce name is spreading in the endless starry sky at this time...

Probably, this is the legendary newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

...

"Why the eyelids keep jumping today?"

In the lakeside villa, Wang Sheng, who has moved here for three or four years, is wearing loose home clothes, watching boring TV shows on the projection TV, and passing his time at will.

There is nothing you can do without the soul. Every day I read books and watch movies and TV works, I really have nothing to dare.

He also started his own ‘life’ experience plan. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he occasionally went out for a walk and took a look at the mountains and rivers of Dahua in his heart.

Five years in a flash, five hundred years outside, I don't know how the specific situation is now.

Hum! Hum!

The phone vibrated, Wang Sheng snapped it over and glanced at the information on it.

After not reacting much for the first two seconds, he threw the phone on the sofa aside and continued to lie down and watch the show.

But Wang Sheng was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at the message displayed on the phone, and jumped up with excitement...

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