non-plastic epic

Chapter 1 "The Beginning of A Zhai's Immortal Road"

My enemy is a mighty general. The long spear flying up and down in his hand made me dizzy. After killing three fellow disciples in a row, he turned around and rushed towards me. I shielded the standard flying sword issued by the sect on my chest. Before, I was full of doubts about whether I could beat him—until the barrel of the gun slammed on my wrist, and the moment I let go of the flying sword in pain, the point of the gun pierced into my left chest fiercely.

The shot went through a gap in my ribs and missed my heart.So when I landed on my back, my consciousness was clear.

When the thoracic cavity is penetrated, the negative pressure in the thoracic cavity is destroyed, which then causes the alveoli to be unable to inhale air, resulting in suffocation...damn!At this time, I actually remembered the contents of the medical books in my previous life.

When the spear was inserted and pulled out, there was no pain as imagined.But then I started to regret why it wasn't the heart that was pierced.Every breath I take is a sharp pain in my chest. I want to move my hand, but I can barely move my fingers; I want to make a sound, but I can only spit blood from my mouth.A near-death whimper that frightened me came out of my throat. I couldn't breathe, couldn't struggle, and felt as if my whole body was being gradually drowned in blood, and then I gradually lost my hearing, vision and thinking like a nightmare...

Consciousness has been immersed in the depths of darkness, and the survival instinct has reserved the last faint perception for me.In the vague perception, this titan walked past me briskly and quickly.

After the head-harvesting executioner casually confirmed that I had no chance of surviving, he turned his head to a farther place and killed him with a spear. That seemed to be the direction where the disciples who fled together framed me and escaped. .

... The surroundings were silent, only the sound of shouting and killing could be faintly heard from the far away Zongmen Grand Ceremony.

"Grass!" A carp stood upright, and I, who was lying on the ground dying just now, jumped up covertly and quickly, and ran in the opposite direction of the titan, like a frightened rabbit, and disappeared in an instant.

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My name is Xiang Dongliu, and I am the grandson of the owner of the Yuxu Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty... It sounds like a big deal, but I am the grandson of my grandfather named Xiang Jingyu, numbered No.60.Liuliu Dashun, right?Very lucky label.

I am not from this high-risk world of immortal martial arts.If I hadn't drank too much at a friend's party, and there was a puddle of water where I fell, I wouldn't have come here as a native after drowning.

It's okay to be a native here, but when I was just born, my mother rode a crane and flew far away and there was no news, so I wouldn't have eight stepmothers.The problem of the eight stepmothers is not too big. Fortunately, the sower of this body also disappeared soon...

Hey, the child raised by the stepmother... It's really hard for his grandma, and it's a bit ashamed of the label 66 when I say it.

And I was able to run for my life after being stabbed by someone, not because I practiced some peerless technique of bringing the dead back to life in the same place, but because I lived in the bottom floor of Zongmen Yuqing Buddhist scriptures building when I was young. the benefits of.

A passive exercise from the legendary ancient Fist Sect—a last stand!Can lose a little more life again, allowing me to restore more health.In addition, various speeds can be greatly improved, such as movement (escape) speed and so on.

Surprisingly, I carefully searched all over the bottom floor of the Yuqing Cangjing Building, and even checked the floors one by one. There is only this rare passive exercise, and there may be ones on the higher floors, but they are the same as the handyman disciples. It is whimsical.It was precisely because of this that it fell into my hands. Except for me, there were no other disciples of the Xiang family who would hang out at the bottom floor of the Yuqing Sutra Library.

And according to my inquiries, it is said that only people with the bloodline of Xiang can practice this technique. I don't know why.

Unfortunately, it can only be used once a day.

In front of my eyes were the tall trees flying by, and the mottled sunlight hit me with interlaced light and shadow, and I panicked for no reason.In a panic, I subconsciously fled to the Yuqing Buddhist scriptures building where I used to play at home.

As if celebrating my escape, I was frantically running for my life when I felt my feet suddenly become empty. "Oops!" I was frozen in a prostrate posture. My lungs almost fell out, and the bleeding wounds all over my body seemed to be turning into crotches again. Open baby mouth.

It is estimated that the blood line that just recovered has dropped a lot.Did he fall under the curse of the legendary Murphy?The more you don't want something to happen, the more unexpected it will be.

"Hu~huhu" took a few deep breaths with a special way of exhaling, and finally recovered, "Damn it, the names of the Niucha Immortals in this life are still incomplete, and I don't know the names of the previous lives." Whether the gods from all walks of life can control this area, it doesn’t matter, Amen, Amitabha God, Buddha, bless me, long live, long live, long live.”

I admired myself so much that when I fell to the ground for a few breaths, my mind was like running on a train.There is no way, who knows that in A Zhai's spiritual world, the speed of time is probably equivalent to practicing the Xuanwu Sutra.

His legs tightened, and he was about to get up on the ground and run for his life again, when he suddenly heard the sound of messy footsteps, probably a few people who were also running for his life, and then there was a burst of loud and ear-piercing laughter.

"Ha, hahahaha, you, look at who, does it look like Kunlun Sword Sect's reciprocating Moon Yuchan swordsmanship, hahahaha."

"... Nima, you said that I am like a toad, mother, bear it, who makes the situation stronger than others, now is the critical moment of escaping, and no minute or second can be wasted. And... so loud, I am not afraid of attracting deadly fighters The group is destroyed? Besides, whoever can live the longest will have the last laugh." I was thinking about this, but I ignored it, and hurried to get up as soon as possible.

"Haha, how can there be a brother, you are too polite, you see that he is about to get up now, he looks like a dog."

"Fuck! Can you bear it? I haven't practiced the Xuanwu Mantra, so I'm going to be a bastard tortoise. But the voice of these words is clear and familiar, she should be a cute girl..."

I was so angry that I jumped up, took out a cylindrical weapon from my arms, pointed it at those people, and was about to launch a unique hidden weapon that I invented myself—rainstorm pear blossom shit!That's right, it was the self-defense weapon that I invented by hand when I was bored reading miscellaneous books when I was young.

As long as you fill in the rice field and launch it out through a special launcher... It's simply disgusting, and I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid it.Even I have to use the length of time to kill the negative influence in my heart, so the output is extremely low, and there is no way to mass-produce it for the time being.

When I was about to launch, I suddenly stopped, "Small, junior sister?!" The most conspicuous girl among the group of people turned out to be the junior sister who grew up with me——Yue Lingshan.

Could it be that the familiar voice just now was...

Junior sister is a very beautiful girl, black and straight for thousands of years, can't dye other colors with various flowers and plants, has a small face with willow leaf eyebrows, eyes are very black and bright, she was picked up by the sect when she was young, useless parents ·····Maybe there is, and it is still there, but no one will care about this, including Junior Sister herself.

I don't understand how the little junior sister who grew up with me as a childhood sweetheart... would laugh at me with some rotten sweet potatoes and rotten eggs.There is a vague premonition that is not very good.

"Hey, your junior sister? No! It's my junior sister." One of them answered.

"Uh..." Dare to ask who is your brother.

"Hmph, change your name if you want to sit or change your surname, I am Zhang Yida!"

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said, it turned out to be an acquaintance, but it's cool under the tree over there, let's go and play in circles over there."

"You know...what did you say?!" The unexpected answer made the brother surnamed Zhang raise his voice gloomily.

"Dude, why are you roaring, don't you understand, and I didn't speak the bird language." He picked his ears and ignored him.Don't look at me pretending to be confident, but in fact I am very nervous. After all, there are many people on the opposite side.

"Junior Junior Sister, are you okay?" After asking the little Junior Sister's innocuous words of concern, a plan suddenly emerged in his heart.

Then I pretended that nothing happened, and wanted to slip to a familiar path next to me, but my feet deliberately made a false movement and staggered, as if I was too weak and fell to the ground by myself... ·

Unwilling to believe his vague premonition, he buried his head on the ground, responding to all changes with the same and showing weakness to the enemy.If the little junior sister is still the cute little junior sister, I will desperately take the little junior sister to escape, if the little junior sister is not the little junior sister I think I am, then...

But the little junior sister who was greeted by me didn't care about me, she stepped forward and took the arm of the surname Zhang and said with a smile: "Senior brother Zhang, don't talk nonsense with him, the sect has undergone a sudden change, I don't know where these things happened Everyone in black clothes can kill a hundred, and it is estimated that they will come back soon. Let's not waste time... Seeing Xiang's stupid appearance can't help us, just leave him alone and let him Fend for itself."

My heart tightens...

"That won't work, this guy surnamed Xiang is the grandson of the suzerain. If the suzerain didn't want to hold a ceremony today, these men in black with terrifying combat power wouldn't rush into the sect and kill us like pigs and beasts. That shit suzerain Now that we are harmed like this, then charge some interest on him!"

The vicious appearance is extremely resentful. I didn't expect that the disciple who benefited from the sect and should be loyal to the sect... His real appearance is so unbearable. It is really like what a sage named Xun Kuang said-human nature This is boundless evil.

Speechless and silent...
(End of this chapter)