Zifu Tianshu

Chapter 3 When I first came to another world, I want to practice sword art
The stars are moving, the rooster is crowing at dawn, quietly driving away the darkness!

In the main room, Lan Wenxuan sat cross-legged on the animal skin next to the brazier, which had no longer any heat, picked up a piece of charcoal from the brazier and played with it, and his thoughts spread again.

"Hey..." Thinking of this year, even with such an excellent exercise as "Zifu Tianshu", the cultivation level has not improved. If it is replaced by ordinary exercises, it may not be able to break through the aura stage in a lifetime, Lan Wenxuan Sighed, eyes a little dazed

When Lan Wenxuan glanced out of the window suddenly, watching the dawn of the morning drive away the darkness, only because of the perennial snow, a light mist was formed
Lan Wenxuan's strange name is the same as that of his previous life, maybe it's God's will!Because Lan Wenxuan is a descendant of the literary generation of the Lan family.Although Lan Wuhong left the family with Lan Wenxuan, he never forgot the family's kindness to him in nurturing him, nor did he forget that he was a direct disciple of the Lan family, otherwise he would not have been ranked in the literary class.

On the rainy night when I came to this world, with the memory of Superman, I always remember that scene

That night, Lan Wuhong fled Yunwu Mountain with his son in his arms, and ran towards sparsely populated places. He galloped northward for more than an hour before stopping at a high hill, looking at the long-disappeared Shenzhou City in the south, and kneeling slowly Standing down, he muttered to himself: "Father, the ancestors of the Lan family, the disciples are not filial, no matter whether Wu Hong leaves the family or not, he will always be a child of the Lan family."

From then on, Lan Wenxuan was placed in the literary class by his father.

"It's been 12 years," Lan Wenxuan murmured to himself.If others hear it, they will be surprised that such a tone of vicissitudes will appear in the mouth of a 12-year-old boy.

As he grows older, Lan Wenxuan already has a vague understanding of Haozhou

In Haozhou, most countries are established by martial arts. After countless generations of hard work, they have developed to the peak state. Later, various countries established academies and children from various aristocratic families. Folk gradually became the main theme of the song.As for sword skills, they are also divided into grades, namely Heaven, Earth, Shen, and Xuan.Each level of sword skills is divided into low, medium, high, and third levels. Of course, there are also various sub-jobs, such as blacksmith, pharmacist, etc.
Haozhou is very vast, but Haozhou is divided into two parts by the Dark Forest and the Corrupted Forest. There is also the legend of the transformed beast, which has turned into a human form and speaks human words.Of course, there are also various alien races in Haozhou
A piece of land was divided by two forests to form two empires, the Liwu Empire in the east and the Xuanyin Empire in the west.

"MD!" Lan Wenxuan swears, throwing away the charcoal in his hand as if out of control, lightly pressing the ground with both hands to "scrub" and standing up, swearing again: "I don't believe this evil Now, since you have come to this world once, don't leave any regrets!"

In the previous life, Lan Wenxuan was an ordinary abandoned child who got the Purple Mansion Heavenly Book by chance. He went through thousands of years in order to live forever, and had countless experiences in the previous life. Does he want to be ordinary in this life?

Lan Wenxuan's answer is: "No"

Lan Wenxuan calmed down his excited mood and returned to his usual calmness. Although he was a little sad, no matter what the facts were, he could not save his narrow meridians
Lan Wenxuan sighed dejectedly, looked down at the cold and dark brazier on the ground, turned around and went out to pick up a pile of firewood and lit it and threw it into the brazier.Slowly sat down again.

There was the sound of creaking, creaking and stepping on the snow outside.Lan Wenxuan took a deep breath, calmed down, and suddenly turned around and shouted, "Dad! Are you back?"

Although Lan Wenxuan only had the initial stage of aerodynamics, his spiritual consciousness was still very strong, and the whole village was under the cover of spiritual consciousness.It's just that I was too engrossed in thinking just now, and didn't notice it. When I heard the creaking sound, I hurriedly greeted him.

"Well, what is Xuan'er doing up so early again? It's cold, why don't you get more sleep?" A faintly concerned voice came from outside the main room.

With a faint voice of concern, the wooden door of the main room opened with a "squeak", and a frail middle-aged man came in, wearing a rough blue shirt like Lan Wenxuan, and there was a bit of similarity between his brows.The middle-aged man looks about 50 years old, about 1.8 meters tall, with long hair covering his shoulders, and his temples are already gray, so he looks a little messy.But also clean and tidy.It's just that there is a bit of vicissitudes in the eyes.It's a bit of a down-and-out scholar.

This is Lan Wuhong, the father who took Lan Wenxuan to depend on each other for 12 years!No one in the world would have imagined that the geniuses of the Lan family, who were originally under forty, looked to be over fifty.

In the last life, the word father was far away from Lan Wenxuan, but in this life, God made it up to him, making him understand fatherly love!

Lan Wenxuan hurried up to meet him, and took the snow rabbit from his father. "A small carnivorous monster, like a rabbit, it is used for food." He also said lightly, "Didn't father come earlier?"

Lan Wuhong took off the hat on his head, exhaled foul breath, shook the snowflakes on his body, and sat down beside the brazier, looked lovingly at Lan Wenxuan's still delicate and immature face, and said in silence for a moment: "Are you hungry? "

Without waiting for Lan Wenxuan's answer, Lan Wuhong stood up, put the snow rabbit aside and walked out.

Lan Wenxuan also stood up and followed out silently. Lan Wuhong peeled the rabbit skin skillfully.

"Father!" Lan Wenxuan called out suddenly.

Lan Wuhong stopped what he was doing, looked up at his son standing beside him.

Lan Wenxuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Father, I want to practice sword art."

Lan Wuhong was a little absent-minded, looking in surprise at his son who still had a somewhat immature face and a little resoluteness.He murmured: "It's about time, you're not young anymore." He casually pulled half of the stake forward and sat down, put down the seven or eight inch long dagger in his hand, and peeled the snow rabbit that hadn't finished peeling. Also pushed aside.Youyou said: "Wenxuan, tell father, why do you suddenly think of practicing sword art? What is the purpose of practicing sword art?"

After careful consideration, Lan Wenxuan decided that practicing the sword formula is undoubtedly the best choice to conceal the cultivation of the Zifu Tianshu. You can also use the practice sword formula to find elixir and refine the body refining pill. If you have the body refining pill, you can improve your perfect body. Meridians!The physical body is no longer an obstacle to cultivation!As long as the cultivation base enters the stage of refining the gods, you can find crystals to arrange various formations, mainly for the mother to arrange the spirit gathering formation, and hope to see the mother in this life as soon as possible
But Lan Wenxuan couldn't answer like this, he thought for a while and said: "Father is old, after I practice for a few years, you can take me to hunt, and then I can help you hunt." Lan Wenxuan wanted to go out by hunting to find Medicinal materials, various medicinal materials, and Dan Fang Xuan Dan Lu are recorded.I just don't know if Haozhou has such medicinal materials, but as long as there is hope, Lan Wenxuan will not give up.

Lan Wenxuan paused for a moment and said again: "Practice sword art, I hope one day to become a sword god, Aoyu Haozhou, and stand on the top of this world!" He once heard people in the village discuss that there is a sword god in this world, Although he doesn't know how strong the Sword God is, let alone him, it is estimated that few people in the whole world have seen the Sword God.In his mind, now that his father is a one-star sword master, in his last life, he could only be considered as a saint from martial arts, and he had just stepped into the Nascent Soul, and he could only barely enter the early stage of the Nascent Soul. The period is almost the same, so he said that he hopes to become a sword god one day, which is not an exaggeration!It's not delusional, as long as the alchemy is achieved, the sword god is no longer a vague, no longer a myth, he will stand at the top of the world one day!

A gleam flashed in Lan Wuhong's eyes, "Sword God, the pinnacle of the world." He had thought this way before!
(End of this chapter)