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Gujia is the founder of the Central Wushu Museum, the first martial arts world in three hundred years.

The ancestor Gu Changfeng is the past, the first grandmaster in 300 years, the hero, the martyr, and the big man who has been put on the screen from generation to generation after 300 years.

Since I was born, someone has kept telling me that you are the heirs of the ancient family, the heirs of the ancient fist, and the heirs of the ancient Changfeng.

Before the age of eight, for many people of the same age, it was childhood, but for me, it was hell. I couldn’t remember when I started to soak in the potion every day.

There are strict controls for eating and drinking. I also want to eat fried chicken, fries, rice, drinks, and a bitter water...

From the age of eight, I came into contact with Gumen Xinquan. On that day, the elders of the Gu family, and even some of the servants who were serving in the inner family, all came to the Gu family courtyard.

Everyone was watching me, as if looking forward, but unfortunately, we were disappointed.

"The attitude of a man."

Uncle San looked at me in disappointment and left.

It was the owners of the ancient family who left together.

I remember very clearly that it was an autumn afternoon, and that day was my birthday, eighth birthday.

Was it disappointing to be in the middle?

But most people are like a man!

From that day on, I became silent. I started to pile up and started to practice boxing. Sure enough, I practiced boxing slowly, which was not as good as the apprentices accepted by Shu Gong.

Not as good as that powerful little girl, Wang Zhixuan.

Once again I was knocked down by the little girl who was two years old, but I didn’t give up. I was thinking, brothers, what the little girl can do. I, working hard, should I be able to do it?

At this point, I wake up every day without light, do not rest without falling at night, the medicinal diet is very bitter, I vomited, vomited and continued to eat, the bath of medicinal liquid was very painful, but I fell asleep in severe pain every day and woke up.

Day after day, year after year, I gradually surpassed the apprentices accepted by my uncles, and the only one who always pressed on my head was the powerful little girl.

‘I will definitely surpass him! ’

I said to myself silently.

And this day has finally arrived, and at that time, it was already sixteen years after my eighth birthday.

That day, still in that small courtyard, still under the crowd, I,

Baodan sit across!

So far, I have surpassed the little girl who has been thinking about it for more than ten years, and has surpassed all his peers.

Himself, also known as Mr. Xiaogu.

They all said that I was the most talented person in the ancient family for three hundred years. All the resources of the ancient family were tilted over.

It's ridiculous to say that I am the middle-class figure, and they are also them.

They don't know, I don't like this title.

But they never care if I like it or not.

But at this time, I didn't care about them anymore. Everything in the past two decades made me really integrate into boxing.

My goal is no longer Wang Zhixuan, but the invincible Mulong City, which occupies overseas and is above the Dragon City Building.

I want to challenge him, to achieve boxing skills!

Once the Dan realm is attained, the Gang realm does not seem to be too difficult. Gradually, I have realized the mystery of seeing God.

I closed down, silenced all my thoughts, and polished my state to the top.

I, challenge Murong City!

But, I didn't know until after I went out.

Murong City is dead.

A young man younger than himself was killed on the top of Wudang Mountain!

Surprised and incredible.

He wanted to find this young man, but a video stopped him, he was no longer seeing God, and probably already set foot on the road that Laozi, Zhong Ni, Bodhidharma, and ancestors had never set foot on!

In this world, it turned out to be really talented.

Such a genius can't be chased by a ‘stupid kid’ like me forever?

For the first time, I was silent.

Back at the ancient house, the small courtyard that defined my life, I sat for a few days. I told myself not to be discouraged, but for the first time in my life, I didn't practice boxing.

Lying in the yard, I looked up at the stars, and I told myself that one day, I would stand in front of everyone in the hall and tell them.

I don’t like being Mr. Xiaogu,

My name is Gu Changsheng!

...

Fingers touched the rough texture of the actual railing, felt the spring breeze with the moisture of the river, breathing the air with significantly higher oxygen content, and Gu Changsheng fell into silence:

"This is not a dream, and no one can have such a superb hypnosis to make me silently and without any flaws,

But how is this possible? King Chuan? Jiufujie? What is this place? "

This is already the third day he came to this world, but he still did not see the slightest flaw.

Words, language, and even a set of martial arts that are completely different from Xuan Xing, musculoskeletal medulla, blood exchange, true qi, Qi mai, Shenmai.

In order to be alone, it is too unnecessary to outline such a hypnotic world.

If someone can hypnotize themselves silently and silently, then killing themselves will not consume more effort at all.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in my heart, and ancient Changsheng looked at the fence and looked into it. It was three rounds of red sun dotted the blue sky, thousands of miles of clouds rolled over, and sometimes turned into a dog, and sometimes turned into a long dragon.

Under the clear blue sky, there is the Yangtze River flowing from the ground like a raging dragon, converging here, turning into a lake that is much larger than any large lake of Xuanxing.

This lake is called Wanlong Lake in Zhongzhou.

The mountain where he is located is called Wanlong Mountain. There is a sect on the mountain called Dragon Bird Gate. According to legend, it is a sect that was passed down by the dragon bird knife seven hundred years ago.

Unfortunately, nowadays, it seems to be only a second- and third-rate martial art...

If this is not a dream, then oneself is one of the seven kingdoms, one of the Seven Kingdoms, the Dafeng Dynasty, Zhongzhou Wanlong Peak, and Longquemen, ordinary disciples.

"Master, Brother..."

At this time, a milky milky voice came.

Before Gu Changsheng looked back, a small figure had rushed to hug his leg.

Gu Changsheng lowered his head. It was a kid about seven or eight years old. He was chubby, and his head was very cute. "Little brother, how did you run out? This mountain cliff is very dangerous."

Gu Changsheng hugged this little guy, whose name was Sun En. Unlike ordinary disciples like him, this little guy was regarded as the heir of disciples by Cao Zhan, the owner of Longque Gate.

"Master, he doesn't take me down the mountain..."

Xiao Sunen muttered his mouth: "He said that the name of the six-door arrested Zhongzhou was going to kill the devil, to visit."

"Famous arrest of six doors?"

Gu Changsheng's eyes moved slightly, and the six doors were one of Dafeng's three violent organs. It is said that all the famous arrests are masters of the masters.

Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with him.

This body is obviously not his own, his muscles and bones are soft, and his skin is thin and fleshy. He has been here for only three days.

Even if he wants to hold Dan again, without external assistance, it is estimated that it will take a year or two or more.

"Yes."

Sun En struggled twice, jumped down, pulled out a small wooden knife from the waist, waved decently a few times, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother, let's compete!"

"..."

Gu Changsheng shook his head slightly, diverging the topic: "Did Master tell me when to return?"

This is the topic that Gu Changsheng is most concerned about.

This world has a set of "Martial Arts" that is different from Xuan Xing. He knew it since he came to this world. However, this world is not Xuan Xing. It is extremely difficult to obtain these martial arts.

The self-preservation of the broom is not just a talk. Now that the Xuan Xing is open, there are still many secrets that are not passed on, let alone this world.

The true secret story is not written at all. Unless you can get the memory of others, even if you get the confessions by torture, you dare not practice.

Therefore, at least for now, he wants to gain higher martial arts skills, Longquemen, Cao Zhan, is the best choice.

The eight soldiers in this world claim to be invincible in the world, and the legacy he left behind is really useless?

Of course, more importantly, he is deeply afraid of this world and does not want to expose himself to others. At least, he can never expose himself without enough self-preservation.

"do not know."

Sun En scratched his head, but did not remember to ask.

"Also only slowly."

Gu Changsheng sighed in his heart.

His heart calmed down, and he also decided to relax himself. After many years of practicing boxing, he stretched too tightly. Now he is taking advantage of this opportunity to comb his own domestic boxing skills. By the way, feel the so-called'internal force' in this circle .

Compared with other martial arts, he is only interested in two points, one is internal force, but light work.

In the art of martial arts, he asked himself not to be weaker than others. Only these two were never touched by him.

He is indeed a disciple of Longquemen. Of course, he has these two points.

Others have to wait slowly.

Fortunately, he was very patient.

Since childhood, his patience has been very good, stupid child, if he has no patience, how can he achieve something?

And this is more than a year!

"call!"

A smoky breath spit out, like a sword piercing through the air, for a long time.

Gu Changfeng sat on a rock behind the Dragon Bird Mountain, slowly opened his eyes, deep in the eyes, a ray of fine flash flashed.

It's crackling~

As he slowly got up, his muscles and bones made a blast like a cannon, and there seemed to be a cloud of gas squirting out of his pores, an inch away from the body!

"Infuriating, what an incredible thing..."

Gu Changsheng's eyes shine brightly.

For more than a year, he did not resort to any panacea. He just followed the step-by-step practice. He not only hugged the panacea again, but also cultivated it into vigorous strength in one fell swoop!

Even, I have never practiced the advanced cheats in this world, only with the most basic cheats, I have condensed the seeds of true energy!

The martial arts of this world, and Xuanxing's martial arts, can actually achieve each other!

"Now, I am qualified to ask the master for a higher level of martial arts secrets. Although I made the seeds of true qi, it was hit by mistake. There was no blood exchange and no true qigong..."

Gu Changsheng just turned his thoughts, and his heart suddenly moved.

In the next moment, a powerful sound urged, the clanging sound of gold and iron symphony exploded before the mountain gate:

"Where is Cao Zhan?"

The voice was as loud as thunder, and it was obvious that its people had profound and profound cultivation practices.

Is this kicking?

No, seek revenge?

Gu Changsheng's heart moved towards the front of the mountain gate. He was fast, and not long after, he saw the scene before the mountain gate.

Those are two cool black robe swordsmen, calling themselves the door.

Among the mountain gates, there is a young man with a beautiful gilt black dress and a very beautiful expression. His hand is standing, his eyebrows are raised slightly, and he has a strong breath of quartet.

"Feng Qingxuan, the Holy Son of the Six Prison Demons!"

Someone really came to seek revenge, or is it the devil of this world?

Gu Changsheng's eyes flashed, the war before the Shanmen had already erupted, the gatekeeper Cao Zhan stepped through the air, and the overbearing knife gas swept across, pushing the two black-clad swords back and forth.

For the first time, Gu Changsheng saw masters in this field competing and stared intently, only to feel that the three of them were surging and moving across more than ten meters.

"Although I am really angry, I don't have such a means..."

Gu Changsheng muttered to himself, thinking about the problem.

There was a sudden movement in my heart, and when I looked up, I saw the flying black robe with a black background and a sudden burst of light like a morning star.

In his shocked eyes, he swept across the sky, and the sword was as bright as a ray, and he cut out thirty feet.

Hundred meters knife light!

...

"Quick knife!"

In the magic capital, the ancient home, and somewhere in a small courtyard, Gu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a shadow of light in the depths of his eyes.

boom!

Thunder on the ground, if there is a gust of wind, the dust of the fallen leaves is countless.

"this is?!"

He was not shocked to witness the hundred-meter-long knife light, but at this moment, Gu Changsheng was completely shocked, because the true energy of ‘in the dream’ was actually brought back by him!

...

Didi Didi ~~~

The night is deep in Modu, and the hospital is very quiet. When most patients are asleep, suddenly, a subtle instrument alarm sounds in a certain ward.

"what?"

The old man in the Chinese character face, who was dozing, suddenly looked up, glanced at the straight line on the ECG monitor, and suddenly stood up.

He was about to speak, and suddenly his body shook. In his dull gaze like a copper bell, the brother Lu Shiping, who had been judged by experts to have few days of work, turned over and sat up.

And all the instruments, infusion tubes, urination tubes, and oxygen masks connected to him were shattered by a force from nowhere!

He watched as the needle was squeezed out of his arm, and ‘chirped’ submerged into the wall.

"you!"

The old man with Guozi face, as well as the doctors and nurses in the wards, saw this scene and they were all ignorant.

No idea what happened...

"this is......"

Above the bed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lu Shiping looked at his old hands, feeling the strange and familiar smell of disinfecting water, murmured, which was a little surprise, but also a little sad:

"I am back?"

...

New country, new city.

In the silent Gongjia Manor, a series of cracking sounds suddenly sounded, and the security guard who had watched the night shook his head and saw that every piece of glass shattered for some reason.

The alarm sounded.

On the balcony on the third floor of the villa, Gong Qingzhu neither cared about the broken glass, nor cared about his true spirit of "Dream", muttering to himself:

"An Qisheng....Blood Demon, An Qisheng."

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