1: C1 Opportunity to be Reborn

C1 Opportunity to be Reborn

New work, please support us! Buyu was also a veteran fan, and he always had a martial arts dream in his heart! He had always wanted to write a dream about himself! If it was not well written, readers, please forgive him and point out what was wrong with him. Buyu, thank you.

It was the rainy season at the end of spring and early summer. It was another stormy night. The sky was dark and gloomy. The dark clouds were dense, and the rain was continuous, sometimes accompanied by thunder and lightning.

The night wind of summer blew gently, giving people a chill. In such weather, people who had been tired for the whole day had mostly returned to their warm homes early to relax their tired bodies. They went to rest. There were basically no pedestrians on the road. Only a few small vendors were still selling umbrellas on the roadside. They worked to make a living.

It was almost dawn, and the streets and alleys were already so quiet. Only the inhumane drizzle was still crackling. It didn't stop, and this quiet night was shattered.

Actually, the rain had shattered more than just the tranquility of the night! It also ruthlessly shattered the heart of a infatuated youth. . .

On a sparsely populated street, rows of tall maple trees swayed gently beside the street. The street lights were dim and gave off a somewhat gloomy feeling.

The drizzle was drizzling, and their vision was somewhat blurred. A youth of eighteen or nineteen years old was walking aimlessly in the rain. He frowned slightly, as if there was something bothering him! The rain soaked his clothes, revealing his frail body.

The young man had a handsome face, a long face, a slender body, and gem-like eyes. He looked clear and intelligent. However, his slightly furrowed brows broke his handsome face! The boy, Xiao Jian! He was an orphan with a tough and independent personality.

After graduating from junior high school, he did not get into his ideal high school. He automatically gave up on his studies. Because he was forced by life, he came out early to work. He started working in a three-star hotel. Under such an opportunity, He got to know a college student who worked part-time during the summer vacation. The girl was seventeen or eighteen years old; she was dressed in youthful fashion; the delicate temperament of Zhong Ling; the baby-face, and the big eyes. She blinked as if she could talk; she was very charming! It made people's eyes light up.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, it was the time when the love affair had just begun. Xiao Jian could not help but fall in love with this delicate girl Zhong Ling.

Today, Xiao Jian finally mustered up his courage and confessed to the girl. The girl tactfully rejected him and said, Let's be friends!

Xiao Jian's stubborn personality made him not say anything. He turned around and walked away. He did not keep pestering her.

Xiao Jian walked into the rain, wanting to be washed by the rain. He wanted to calm his heart and forget those worries. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. It was as if the heavens were also shedding tears for this infatuated boy. Xiao Jian was silent in the grief of losing his love, and did not know himself. He had gradually deviated from the sidewalk and walked into the middle of the wide road. He did not notice it at all!

At this moment, a car was speeding over from the opposite side. Due to the rainy night, the speed of the car was too fast, and their vision was blurred. They did not discover Xiao Jian in time.

Just as the other side discovered Xiao Jian, they were no longer in a hurry. Ci! Bang!" With a sound, they had an intimate contact with Xiao Jian.

The moment Xiao Jian fell, his consciousness gradually blurred. Many thoughts went through his mind. There was regret, regret, and a faint relief.

Just as Xiao Jian was about to completely lose consciousness. . . Suddenly, a lightning bolt streaked across like thunder. It wrapped around Xiao Jian's soul and pierced through the starry sky. It streaked across the void, and the stars glittered. It felt like a long, long time had passed before he found a ray of light in front of him. It pulled Xiao Jian's soul into it. Xiao Jian had completely lost consciousness due to exhaustion.

Heavenly Essence Continent, Heavenly Cloud City, near the Devil Beast Mountain Range. To the west of Heavenly Cloud City, there was a huge and ancient mansion that took up a few thousand square meters of land. There were pavilions, pavilions, birds singing, and the fragrance of flowers. It was like a paradise on earth.

It was a clean and quiet place, and the buildings on the mountain could be seen in front of them. In this courtyard. . . In one of the small courtyards. On a bed in a clean and beautiful room, there was a person wearing a green robe. The young man, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, was lying quietly on the bed. His skin was white. He had a handsome face and a tall nose bridge. His face was slightly pale, and his slender hands were tightly clenched. His brows were deeply furrowed, as if he was suffering from a painful torture.

Xiao Jian's consciousness gradually recovered. His body moved slightly, and the pain was like a knife cutting. With a muffled groan, he slowly opened his eyes. What entered his eyes was a clean and tidy room that looked a little simple and unadorned.

"Where is this!?"

Xiao Jian turned his head slightly and sized up this unfamiliar room. His thoughts gradually unfolded, "Didn't I already die? Why did I come here? Could it be that I'm not dead? But where is this place? Why is it so unfamiliar?"

Xiao Jian slowly straightened his body and felt his entire body. He felt as if his body was going to be torn apart. Just as Xiao Jian was still puzzled, soft footsteps came from outside the door. The wooden door creaked open and a middle-aged man in his thirties walked in. He was dressed in a dark gray robe. He was a tall middle-aged man. He was about 1. 79 meters tall and had bronze-colored skin. He looked very strong.

The sword-shaped eyebrows looked a little haggard. "Jian, you finally woke up. That's great! You have been unconscious for two days. I am so anxious that I am about to die. "

After saying that, he hurriedly ran over. It's all because I'm useless and can't protect you. He had injured you so badly by the second young master of Ye family. If anything happens to you. . . How can I face your dead mother?!" After saying that, his face was filled with grief. "

Xiao Jian knit his brows in puzzlement, and it affected his wound, causing his face to become even paler. He asked with slight doubt, Who are you, and where is this place?

Did you save me?

The middle-aged man said anxiously, "Jian, you haven't recovered from your injuries yet, so you should lie down and rest. I am your father. This is our home! It might be the second young master of Ye family who injured his head. I can't remember it at this moment!" Xiao Yuanshan thought.

Jian, you haven't eaten for two days. Are you hungry? I'll go get you some porridge. "After saying that, he hurried out of the room.

Xiao Jian slowly closed his eyes. He felt that there was something else in his mind. Shock flashed across his fair and delicate face. Through the fused memories, Xiao Jian realized that he had really 'transmigrated'? It really did look like. . . The fashionable transmigration that was often mentioned in modern novels and serial dramas had also become one of the thousands of 'transmigrators'?

The place he was currently in was a different continent that was several times bigger than Earth. Heavenly Essence Continent, within the Heavenly Cloud City of the eight major cities of Yanhuang Empire.2

There were many families in Heavenly Cloud City. Among them, Ye family, Xiao family, and Wang Family were called the three major families. The Xiao Jian in this world was a disciple of a branch family of Heavenly Cloud City's Xiao family.

Two days ago, Xiao Jian had a conflict with the second son of the Ye family, Ye Fei, on Green Source Street. Because of an ancient book, he was accidentally injured by Ye Fei and died.

In Heavenly Essence Continent, there were many sects, and the strong were respected. They believed in the strong, and the weak had a low status. They were bullied and scolded by the strong, and their lives were low.

Xiao Jian was an orphan in his past life, and he didn't know who his parents were. Since the heavens had given him another chance to be reborn, he had another father who loved him.

Then in this world where the strong were respected, in order to protect his loved ones from being bullied, he had to become an expert who wasn't bullied anymore. Those who were in danger of their father died! A cold light flashed in the corner of Xiao Jian's eyes.

"Xiao Jian," I will fulfill your wish one by one. After saying that, he clenched his fists tightly. I will definitely settle the grudge between you and Ye Fei!

Although Xiao Jian was an orphan in his previous life, he did not offend me. If I don't offend you, I will repay you twice as much if you offend me! Principles!

Through the fused memories, Xiao Jian learned that this was a world where martial arts reigned supreme. The people in this world cultivated vitality. There was no commonly seen magic or combat power in novels. Vitality was the main focus of cultivation in this continent!

In this continent, the cultivation of vitality had developed to its peak after countless generations of hard work! After countless generations of hard work, a martial artist would definitely have a unified standard!

The division of strength of martial artists, from low to high, was divided into Essence Cultivator, Essence Warrior, Essence Master and Essencel General. Marshal, Yuan Lord, Yuan King, and whether or not there were any other realms after Yuan King, that was even less known to others.

Essence Cultivator was from First to Seventh Grade, First to Second Grade was at the beginner Essence Cultivator, Third to Fourth Grade was at the intermediate Essence Cultivator, Fifth to Sixth Grade was at the advanced Essence Cultivator, and Seventh Grade was at the complete Essence Cultivator. The Yuan energy in the body of an Essence Cultivator was scarce, and could only strengthen the body, which was slightly higher than ordinary people. After the Essence Warrior, the realms were all at the Early, Middle, and Late Essence Cultivator.

The Essence Warrior warrior could use Yuan energy on the four limbs of his body and use it to attack. According to the individual's cultivation technique and Yuan energy, there would be different types of damage. Essence Master warriors could use their Yuan energy to attack from a distance, while Essence Master warriors could use their Yuan energy to attack from a distance. He could unleash sword energy that was even more powerful than sword energy.

A Essencel General warrior could use his Yuan energy to cover his entire body. He could form a protective shield to isolate the damage. He could use elemental energy to form elemental energy wings. He could fly high in the sky. He could also transform his elemental energy into a shield to protect his body. The Origin Lord was already the strongest person in the world. Only some ancient sects had the Origin Lord. He had comprehended some of the rules, which allowed him to move in a short distance. The Prime Master was the most powerful man in the world. They had become legends and legends and had not appeared on the continent for thousands of years. There was no way to find out about his abilities. Perhaps only some ancient sects had such records.

There were three main factors in determining a person's strength. First, one's origin energy cultivation, second, cultivation methods, and then the strength of martial techniques!

To make the simplest comparison, For an Essence Warrior Stage cultivator, even if he cultivated the lowest elementary Yellow Rank cultivation technique, it was still a piece of cake for him to deal with an Essence Cultivator who had cultivated a Profound Rank cultivation technique! This was the problem of the strength of one's Yuan Qi. Everything else was the same.

Xiao Jian's talent in martial arts was not very good. Therefore, he usually did not focus too much on cultivation. Up until today, he had only cultivated to the fifth level of the Essence Cultivator. Usually, he was eager to read some of the books written by his predecessors and the descriptions of the dangerous places in the continent. He yearned for those mysterious places, but because his strength wasn't high, he couldn't take action.

The day before yesterday, when he went to Green Source Street, he saw a rather old book in the market. He wanted to buy it and research it. He didn't want to be discovered by the second son of the Ye family, Ye Fei, as soon as he got his hands on it. Ye Fei is arrogant and despotic, he likes to bully the weak. At the age of 16, he had already reached the great circle of the Essence Cultivator. In the Heavenly Cloud City, he could be considered a young genius of the young generation.

Usually, Ye Fei would wander around the brothels and the marketplace, and he would bully the disciples of the other two families as a form of entertainment. When Xiao Jian thought of this, he became even more determined to become a powerful warrior! He knew that only by becoming a powerhouse could he not be bullied or humiliated.

Xiao Jian slowly supported his body and walked out of the bed. He gently opened the door and took the first step of this world. Only then did he realize that this was a slightly old courtyard. The courtyard was very clean, but its outdated appearance gave people a feeling that it had a long history. The courtyard was not big. A summer breeze lightly blew past, and the air was mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers.

There were a few stalks of Orchid Heart Grass and Sun Flowers planted in the corner of the courtyard to the east. A tall and straight Camphoragate tree to the west stood in the courtyard like an iron-blooded warrior. A well beside it gave a slight chill, and the courtyard gave Xiao Jian a very peaceful feeling.

Footsteps came from outside the courtyard, interrupting Xiao Jian's thoughts. Perhaps "Xiao Jian's" father, Xiao Yuanshan, had returned. The door of the courtyard was gently pushed open, revealing Xiao Yuanshan's tall and straight figure. He walked in with a wooden and embroidered food box in his left hand. "Jian, why did you come out? Quickly go in and lie down. "

Xiao Jian looked at the anxious Xiao Yuanshan, and his eyes gradually became moist. Feeling Xiao Yuanshan's care, Xiao Jian's heart was deeply touched. "Father. I am much better now. " Xiao Yuanshan helped Xiao Jian into the room and opened the lunchbox. He took out a bowl of porridge and a few dishes from the lunchbox. The rice porridge emitted a faint rice fragrance. Xiao Jian was already hungry. He finished the porridge very quickly. He wiped his lips. Xiao Yuanshan reminded Xiao Jian again to pay more attention to rest. Then he turned around and left the courtyard.

Xiao Yuanshan was a Late Period of Essence Warrior Stage, and he was the outer deacon of the Xiao family. He was in charge of the weapons shop in the Heavenly Cloud City, and he rarely stayed at home.

The Xiao family was one of the top three families in the Heavenly Cloud City, and it had a very strict hierarchy. As the outer deacon of the Xiao family, Xiao Yuanshan didn't have much power. Therefore, if Xiao Jian wanted to rise in this world, he would have to rely on his own efforts.

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