Signing Into Immortal Martial World

　　 Great Zhou Dynasty.

　　天京.

　　 Within the imperial city.

　　 is located in the remote southeast corner, there is a huge cold palace named "Changle".

　　 This piece of land is all abandoned palaces, with pavilions, terraces and pavilions scattered all over the place, but there is no anger, and it looks deserted.

　　 The handsome young man, sitting on the couch, holding a volume of "Shenzhou Scenery and Things" in his hands, he was fascinated by it.

　　The copper basin with the feet of the tripod is lit with flaming charcoal, emitting bursts of heat.

　　 It's just that compared to the empty side palace, this kind of warmth is really nothing, and it's not as good as the Diaoqiu coat to keep out the cold.

　　 "Unconsciously, it has been twelve years."

　　 After a cup of tea, Zhao Mu put down the scroll in his hand and looked at the wind and snow outside the window.

　　 There was a little sorrow in his expression.

　　 This body has been imprisoned in the deep palace for fifteen years.

　　 And Zhao Mu has been here for twelve years.

When 　　 was three years old, unfortunately, he fell ill.

　　 Feng Han took away the ten princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty and ushered in another soul from another world.

　　 Zhao Mu woke up, opened his eyes, and found that he had become the blood of the emperor and descendants of the emperor.

　　 Logically speaking, this is a good thing to be happy about.

　　 was born with beautiful clothes and jade food, no need to worry about blessings.

　　 But life is unsatisfactory, how can it go so smoothly?

　　 When the tenth prince was born, he was approved by the supervisor of Sitianjian.

　　 "Every nine in ten, there must be a big evil! The dragon swallows the python, and the father and the brother!"

　　 The Secretary of the Tianjian Supervisor was in charge of offering sacrifices, observing the celestial phenomena, and promulgating calendars and other matters.

　　 Supervisor Zhengyuan Li Xiu is profound, the emperor valued him, and he was respected by hundreds of officials.

　　 This kind of strange man approves the fate, the weight naturally does not need to be said.

　　Furthermore, after the birth of the ten princes, several princes died in succession.

　　 The three princes surrendered to the fierce horse, but were kicked and vomited blood and died.

　　 The six princes practiced martial arts and swallowed the pill to increase power.

　　 As a result, the blood flowed back, the meridians were broken, and even the imperial doctors were unable to return to the sky.

　　 To make matters worse, His Royal Highness was seriously ill for no reason.

　　 According to the outside world, evil spirits entered the body, and he was in a coma for ten years.

　　All kinds of strange things, but the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty will no longer suspect.

　　 Finally, at the suggestion of Jianzheng Yuanli, he was judged to be the ten princes who "fated the devil and was a lone star",

　　 was still in a baby, and was sent to the cold palace.

　　 Even if my mother died, I never saw it in person.

　　 And expensive as the Ninth Five-Year Lord, Zhao Mu wanted to call the "Father Emperor" Da Zhou emperor, and he didn't say a word.

　　 "The house of the emperor."

　　 Zhao Mu said silently.

　　 He leaned on the couch.

　　 Close his eyes.

　　 only see in the sea.

　　 hides a simple and vicissitudes of illusory stone clock.

　　 seems to have gone through time, revealing a long and mysterious atmosphere for thousands of years.

　　 There are twelve blurred scales on the stone clock.

　　 seems to represent the constant order and rules between heaven and earth.

　　 During these days of being imprisoned in Lenggong, Zhao Mu found that every year, a scale would light up.

　　 moment!

　　 is one year!

　　 The original body is the year of fifteen-year-old haircut.

　　 And he came to this world, exactly twelve years ago.

　　 Therefore.

　　 is not difficult to guess.

　　 The mysterious stone clock originated from Zhao Mu himself, not from the ten princes of Da Zhou.

　　 "If I can trigger the imprint mark early and extract the power of foreign matter, maybe I have already become the sword **** of Shilipo, and I will be out of the mountain at full level."

　　 After waiting patiently for twelve years, Zhao Mu finally ushered in the change of this stone clock.

　　 Imprint road marks and extract foreign matter.

　　 Two days ago, this mysterious stone clock shined brightly, showing a vision.

　　 After that, the slow flow rate of a year is no longer maintained.

　　 has changed, every day!

　　 Zhao Mu would never forget that he happened to be passing by the east side of Changle Palace, a dilapidated pill room that was idle and abandoned.

　　 The stone clock shook slightly, and a line of clear information flowed out.

　　 "You came to the alchemy room and got [Blood Bodhi]!"

　　 "Is it branded?"

　　 In the sea of ​​knowledge, waves are set off.

　　 When Zhao Mu nodded, in the invisible space opened up by the mysterious stone clock, a strange fruit that was red as blood suddenly appeared.

　　【Blood Bodhi】, from the comic "Feng Yun"!

　　The legend is a rare and exotic fruit that grew under the Leshan Giant Buddha in Lingyun Grottoes.

　　 comes from a drop of blood from the fire unicorn. It has the miraculous effect of curing serious injuries and increasing power without injury.

　　 Zhao Mu was shocked at that time.

　　 after a long time.

　　 just recovered.

　　 Twelve years of sitting in the cold palace, polishing the mood.

　　 kept him from being too gaffe, and quickly cleared up his emotions.

　　 Zhao Mu guessed that this mysterious stone clock was a moment a year before, and it was revealed after twelve years.

　　 may be some kind of "charging" process.

　　 Now, the stone clock that has been "turned on" has become a moment in a day, gradually showing a real magic.

The origin of the stone bell is still unknown.

The specific use of 　　 is embodied in imprinting road marks and extracting foreign matter.

　　 The so-called "branding" is to stop in one place, similar to check-in and check-in.

　　 The so-called "extraction" is to replace it with other foreign objects.

　　 Passing through the alchemy yesterday, Zhao Mu got a blood bodhi that could increase his skill.

　　 is because all kinds of immortals were produced there, and there are "traces" left.

　　 Then, what can you bring to him today?

　　 Zhao Mu's mood was ups and downs, and he returned to peace again.

　　 The emperor of the Great Zhou banned the ten princes from learning martial arts, undoubtedly he was worried that he would be the son of a lone star, and would cause a catastrophic disaster like the order of Si Tian Jianzheng and affect the imperial family of the Great Zhou.

　　 And a blood bodhi that can increase skill and strengthen bones and muscles.

　　 has just met Zhao Mu's needs!

　　 He has passed the age that is most suitable for fighting muscles and bones and practicing martial arts.

　　 Unless someone with great magical powers, day and night, washes the bones of Zhao Mu for a month, it will be difficult to achieve success.

　　 This blood bodhi that can increase power is simply dozing off and giving a pillow.

　　 "If it is as I guessed, the stone clock must be more than a miracle medicine, rare and exotic fruits."

　　The young and handsome ten prince opened his eyes, flashing with brilliance.

　　 Although he has never stepped out of Changle Palace, he has seen the world outside.

　　 This piece of building has been left unused for many years and no one cares about it.

　　There are case books, exercise rooms, weapons depot, Yangxin Pavilion, alchemy room, study... and many other places.

　　 On weekdays, he lives in a deep palace and is not free. Zhao Mu can only read books.

　　 Zhao Mu vaguely sketched the vague outline of this world in his mind through local chronicles, local narratives, and landscape travel notes.

　　The Four Kingdoms of China!

　　The ten gates of the last sect!

　　 Six Holy Lands!

　　Overseas Islands!

　　 Get rid of these big powers that are in charge of a long time.

　　 There are still martial arts masters who move mountains and seas and exhale into thunder.

　　 The reason why there are all kinds of strange people and strangers is that Gein has been conquering China for years without stopping.

　　 In a world of great controversy, martial arts prospered naturally.

　　 After tens of thousands of years of evolution, various martial arts have brought forth new ones, and generations have become stronger than generations, summarizing a complete path of practice.

　　 The ten levels of the common world are the peaks that Wufu wants to climb.

　　 The initial five levels of realm are hammer shape, body quenching, resuscitation, transportation, and foundation building.

　　 If you compare martial arts practice to building a pavilion, then these five steps are to lay a solid foundation and stabilize your energy and blood.

　　 Exercise the bone membrane, nourish the internal organs, and hit the limit of the human body!

　　 If you can condense your blood and manifest your roots, you will have a chance to turn your internal energy into true energy!

　　 At this step, he is considered the number one person in the martial arts, and he can be called a master.

　　 Then there are five levels: Qi training, dragon elephant, divine transformation, congenital, and immortal.

　　 step by step, step by step.

　　Especially in the realm of God Transformation, the spirit is pure, and it creates the will of martial arts.

　　 It can be said that all the laws are unbreakable, and the army is the master of Yi, a master who can suppress the luck of Shanmen.

　　 "It's like a tiger lying on a barren hill, lurking minions to endure..."

　　 Thinking of the wonderful world of this side, and then thinking of his trapped in the cold palace, Zhao Mu for no reason remembered a poem he remembered in his previous life.

　　 The tenth prince has a bad fate!

　　 This is the evaluation of those who do good things in the imperial city.

　　There are regrets, pity, and gloating.

　　 Zhao Mu's guarded himself and sat in the cold palace for twelve years.

　　 In their opinion, this is tantamount to acknowledging fate.

　　 Yeah, what can I do if I don’t accept my fate?

　　 How magnificent is the heaven and the earth?

　　 How gorgeous is the beauty of the country?

　　If you can choose, who would be willing to be imprisoned in the imperial city and not be free for life! ?

　　 just!

　　 Zhao Mu can't choose!

　　 There is the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there is the Si Tian Jianzheng, and there is the sentence "Nine in every nine, there must be a big crime! The dragon swallows the python, the father and the brother are condemned!"

　　 Zhao Mu, who has no maternal power to support, no court dignitaries to speak, and three martial arts talents and qualifications.

　　 seems to be firmly held down by three big mountains, destined to never turn over!

　　 Those hatred, grievances, misery, despair... can only be buried in the bottom of my heart forcibly, and finally turned into a state of indifferent like a flat lake. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 "Now that there are mysterious stone bells to help, Lenggong, the imperial city, it may not be able to trap me again!"

　　 Zhao Mu's eyes were bright, and the bright brilliance in them overwhelmed the flickering candlelight on the table.

　　 He did not think deeply about the origin of the stone clock.

　　 "Fist is power in this big week!"

　　 Zhao Mu clenched his palm and thought silently.

　　 Among the rivers and lakes, the mortal realm has eight layers, and the **** becomes the little master.

　　 can run rampant across the land and contempt Wang Fa.

　　 Nine layers of mortal realms, innate great master.

　　 has been able to be proud of the prince, laugh at the prince, and see the emperor without bowing down.

　　 Those sect sacred sites on the Jiazi Critic, Zhou Tian list.

　　Which one is not a disciple who has thousands of people and tens of thousands of servants?

　　 Among the rivers and lakes, the leader of the big faction, the first seat of the big sect, is on the same level as the state shepherd and the county guard.

　　 all of them are one party overlord, forming the scene of a country within a country.

　　 Local people often don’t know that there are emperors, only that there are sects!

　　The importance of authority is more important than the emperor!

　　 "I am a prince and I was born a powerful man. If I practice martial arts again, I will become the world's most powerful martial artist... Power and fist belong to me!"

　　 Zhao Mu thought for a moment, pressing down the delusion in his heart.

　　 After all, the Qigong is not deep enough, and under the big fall, it is a little impetuous.

　　 Zhao Mu strolled to the gate of Yongshou Hall. It was late at night.

　　 The wind and snow were heavy outside, and the cold air rushed to his face, which made him calm down.

　　 "Let’s see what the imprint can be extracted today."

　　 Zhao Mu thought in his heart.

　　 He tightened the Diaoqiu coat tightly, and was about to turn around to go back, but he heard a noise outside the high wall of the Leng Palace.