National Cultivation

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The incident of killing and seizing treasures in the realm of comprehension is often mentioned by others, but Xing Luo never thought that such a thing would happen to him, and he was stabbed in the back by his most trusted junior.

Xing Luo stared in disbelief at the sharp blade passing through his chest, the Meteor Sword. This sword was a congratulatory gift given to Gu Xingmang when he succeeded in building his foundation. Gu Xingmang was not only dissatisfied, but also coveted his fifth-order flying sword, Xingluo Sword.

This flying sword named after him is a sword tailor-made for him by the master who spent ten years in the sect. I don’t know how many disciples in the sect are jealous, but who says he is the most proud disciple of the master, the chief disciple of the Shushan sect? Disciple, what is a mere Xingluo Sword?Our friendship of more than 20 years is not worth this sword?

Xingluo looked at Gu Xingmang coldly. If he hadn't been seriously injured, how could he have killed him? What's ridiculous is that he was severely injured by the monster to save Gu Xingmang, blame him for being blind, blame him for believing Wrong person!

Gu Xingmang withdrew the sword in his hand, licked the warm blood flowing from the tip of the sword in satisfaction, and smiled wickedly: "Brother's blood is really delicious, no wonder those monsters are so sympathetic to you."

He was badly injured, and he couldn't escape from this place without Gu Xingmang's sword control skills. For some reason, the spells on his body couldn't be used. Xingluo closed his eyes in despair. .

He didn't ask, but Gu Xingmang said by himself: "I started at the same time as you, but the master only thinks highly of you and treats me like dung. Why? What am I not as good as you? In terms of talent and hard work, who is in the Shushan sect?" Can you match me? But Master only favors you, only you are in his eyes, without you, I am the chief disciple, without you, Master can see me..."

Xing Luo twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "In terms of hard work, you do your part, and in terms of talent..." He paused, "You are far behind."

The reason why his Xingluo was able to be accepted as a disciple by the head master's eyes is that he is a rare genius in the sky, and he is the most promising leader to surpass Kunlun Emei and become the No. 1 of the three immortal sects. Disciple, Shushan has devoted all efforts to train him for 30 years. He succeeded in bigu two years ago, which made Shushan face countless faces in front of the Kunlun faction that overwhelmed him.

And Gu Xingmang, who started with him, is only at the late stage of foundation establishment, and the gap between them is like cloud and mud.

Gu Xingmang's eyes suddenly turned cold: "It's just because you enjoy the best resources in Shushan, the first-class flying sword, and the first-class magic weapon. Hehe, but after you die, these are all mine."

Xingluo's life hangs by a thread, even after cultivating immortals for a long time, he looks down on life and death, but...he hates betrayal the most!

After the cultivator dies, the primordial spirit will be shattered after a long time. In order to prevent Xingluo from taking home, Gu Xingmang deliberately brought him to this rare place, and then left as if nothing had happened after seeing his primordial spirit shattered with his own eyes without any worries.

During this trip to Changbai Mountain, Shushan sent seven disciples to explore the way. Because of encountering a monster, the disciples of Shushan fell to the ground and he was the only one left. No one would doubt that Xing Luohui, the chief disciple of Shushan, died at his hands, huh .

Xing Luo thought that he was dead, and after the death of the cultivator, his soul would be shattered and he would be thrown into reincarnation, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still alive.

The goal was a mess, he was lying on the cold floor, with sundries scattered all around him.This is a human residence, about [-] square meters, with a single bed, and a laptop computer on the desk next to it, blinking at this moment.

This is by no means his room.

His room is quaint, with elegant and exquisite decorations, unlike this room, which is plain and bare.

He got up from the ground and rubbed his headache-ridden head.What hurt him was his stomach, what hurt his head.

The blood on his hands was horrible.

He scanned the furnishings of the room, it was an ordinary boy's room, and he was stunned when his eyes fell on the photo frame by the bed.

In the photo frame is a handsome boy, even in the realm of self-cultivation where there are many handsome men and beautiful women, this boy's appearance is excellent.Turning his gaze again, he landed on the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of the closet. Xing Luo stared at the person in the mirror as if he had seen a ghost: his head was covered in blood, even if his head was bleeding, it didn't look like it was in a photo frame. that boy? !

He's still dead, just alive again in another person.There is no reincarnation, but rebirth.

Xing Luo frowned slightly, why did he feel that he was at a loss.

After all, he is a cultivator, he quickly accepted his rebirth, went into the bathroom and took a shower, the wound on his forehead had already scabbed, and the skin broke again when the water was flushed, it was so painful.

This is just an ordinary person's body, how should ordinary people deal with injuries?

Go to the hospital?

Xing Luo rummaged through boxes and chests to find a medicine box, first bandaged the head, and accidentally dug out the student ID of the owner of the body.

Han Qing, 17 years old, a sophomore in high school.

Really young body.

Xing Luo raised the corner of his mouth: "Han Qing, I will live for you from now on."

The former owner of this body should have been killed by a severe blow to the head. The physical body of ordinary people is so fragile.

If human beings want to cultivate, they need to have spiritual roots. Not every mortal can have spiritual roots. Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate immortals.

The lowest level is the pseudo-spiritual root, which has four or five attributes of the spiritual root. If the spiritual root is too complicated, the cultivation will be slow, which means that the talent will be low. Most mortals belong to this kind.

The medium ones are True Spirit Roots, which only have two or three types of spiritual roots. This type is more suitable for cultivation. Although the realm of cultivation has declined, there are still thresholds. It’s not like everyone accepts all messy people. There is no True Spirit Root Immortal Gate No charge.

The most superior is the Heavenly Spiritual Root, a single-attribute spiritual root. This type of person is extremely talented and extremely suitable for cultivating immortals. This type of person is a disciple who is given special care in the Immortal Sect. They are born with a superior status and receive higher treatment than ordinary disciples. .Xingluo Gu Xingmang belonged to this kind of people, and Xingluo Linggen was better, it was a mutant spirit root.

Han Qing checked his spiritual roots, and couldn't help smiling bitterly: This body doesn't even have the lowest spiritual roots, a mortal without spiritual roots!If it is said that most mortals will have spiritual roots, it is rare to have no spiritual roots like this at all, but he happened to come across it.Maybe in this life he can only be a mortal and live a mediocre life.

With a slight sigh, I am afraid that in the world of mortals, I don't know the existence of the cultivation world, right?

It seems good to be a mortal, accept fate.

After accepting his fate, Han Qing began to tidy up the house. He didn't know what was going on with the house. It was a mess. The cleanliness Han Qing couldn't stand it, and spent an hour putting everything back on the shelf. Han Qing opened the window to breathe, and was dumbfounded when he opened it. .

The scene in front of him was beyond his expectation. He was prepared to see tall buildings or mountains and rivers, but he never expected that what he saw when he opened the window was ruins.

Collapsed buildings, broken streets, the whole town was razed to the ground, only his small bungalow was intact, left alone among the ruins.The sky was dark and dark clouds covered the sky, and to ordinary people, it was dark clouds, but only Han Qing knew that it was demonic energy!The magic energy spread here!

Where is this place?

He hurried downstairs to look for clues. The living room downstairs was also in a mess. Obviously the house was intact, but the furnishings inside the house were all messed up and could not be spared.

He sees the TV and turns it on.

"This is 2016:7 on July 6, 14, Beijing time. It has been two hours since the earthquake. Our personnel have rushed to the front line for rescue. Please take precautions against aftershocks. Aftershocks may happen at any time..."

"Hello everyone, welcome to today's global news. A magnitude 7.7 earthquake occurred in Changbai Mountain a few days ago. The focal depth reached 6100 meters, killing 36 people, injuring 123 people, and missing 5234 people. At present, multi-party communications are paralyzed and roads collapsed. More detailed reports , please continue to pay attention to the reports sent back from our front..."

"After the earthquake, an enthusiastic netizen took pictures of the scene on that day. Unfortunately, this netizen died in the earthquake after uploading the video. Next, let's take a look at the pictures taken by this netizen..."

As soon as she opened the news, which was full of news about the Changbai Mountain Earthquake, Han Qing was terrified, for it really happened.

They observed the astrology three days ago and found that the sky above Changbai Mountain was full of demonic energy, which was very strange. The head of the sect sent him to bring six juniors to check the phenomenon, but the result...was horrible.

Closing their eyes, their minds are full of the horrors before they die. They found a crack at the entrance of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain. The magic energy overflowed from that crack. When they approached the crack, the crack became a crack. Crawl out and kill them all by surprise.

Under such an overwhelming attack, they didn't even have a chance to escape. It was he who tried his best to give everyone a chance, but in the end, there were still five juniors who became the prey of the monster, and he rescued Gu Xing with all his might. It's ironic that Gu Xingmang finally died at the hands of Gu Xingmang.

Thinking of it and hating him so much, Han Qing calmed down the hatred in his heart.

The earthquake was probably caused by that crack, and what was that crack?

The answer is ready to come.If that is true, it will probably be a catastrophe for mankind.

But now, what he will face is a disaster - he is trapped at home, and his hometown is the center of the earthquake, all houses are razed to the ground, and everyone is killed, only he and his house survived, Oh no, the real "Han Qing" also died, only his house survived.