I’m Really a Villain

On the mainland of China, in the graphite county under the rule of the Shenwu Kingdom, 16-year-old Zhang Shun carried an umbrella and carried a bamboo basket early in the morning towards the famous mountain outside the county.

Despite heavy downpours from outside, the rain has now fallen for more than a month.

But there is still no sign of fine weather.

Some people say that this is God's power, and he is angry with the world.

Some people say that this is a monster.

In short, there are divergent opinions, people are hiding at home and do not want to go out.

But now Zhang Shun has to go up the mountain to find herbs.

The mother at home has been in bed for more than half a month and hasn't taken the medicine. However, he can't afford the herbs in the medicine shop.

If this continues, it is estimated that the mother will not be able to support this rainy season.

He could only brave the heavy rain and go to the mountains to collect medicine.

The heavy rain covered everything, and I could hear nothing but the sound of raindrops in my ears.

Zhang Shun was holding an umbrella, with a hat on his head, stepping carefully towards the famous mountain.

The herbs he met on the road, whether used or not, he picked them one by one.

The money can be changed in the future. The muddy road is difficult to walk. On several occasions he almost fell off the mountainside.

If this rain falls, no one can see it even if it dies.

After being careful for more than an hour, Zhang Shun finally climbed up the mountain.

He didn't care about the mud on the top of the mountain, he lay directly on the ground tired, covered his head with an umbrella, and took a rest.

For a long while, when he stood up from the ground, his clothes were completely wet, the cold wind blew, and he shivered.

At this moment his eyes looked directly in front of the top of the mountain, and the whole person was stunned.

On top of that mountain, a statue of a dragon appeared.

The dragon circling around, spitting out a round bead in his mouth, looking up at the sky.

Although it is a sculpture, Zhang Shun can feel the mighty power in his body.

He remembered very clearly that he often came to this famous mountain, and there was absolutely no statue of this dragon before.

He walked slowly in front of the statue, just as he lamented the magical carving and gently stroked it with his hands.

Only the sound of "rumbling" came from the ground.

Suddenly the sky shook, and the entire famous mountain seemed to shake.

Zhang Shun, an ordinary person, had gone through such a thing, he was scared and ran to the distance.

However, after running for dozens of meters, he found that the rumbling on the mountain had stopped, and a large hall had been raised from the original statue.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally came to the hall slowly with curiosity.

This hall is old, and the surface is caused by bronze.

This is a bronze hall.

The door of the hall was closed and three large characters were engraved on it.

"Hundred Temple."

"What's going on?" Zhang Shun muttered to himself.

He came to the gate and pushed it gently, only to see the heavy bronze door pushed open.

A beam of light flickered out of it.

Zhang Shun looked towards the light, and saw a book floating there and a very strange thing.

He didn't know why, he just felt that his heart was "banging", and the ghost went in.

He slowly came to the front of the book, and saw the four big characters "Lei Xiao Bao Dian" written on the lilac cover.

He took off the book and glanced at random, and found that the book was actually about practice.

The human body has twelve pulse gates, the strong can hold the sun and the moon, and step on the stars.

The weak can also row the mountains and the sea, and take the clouds and fog.

"Is there really any practice in this world?" Zhang Shun muttered to himself.

There are many myths in the world.

But most people understand that the legend is false, and the so-called Buddhist temples and Taoist temples are only established by people in order to seek the role in their hearts.

After all, people have never seen a practitioner.

But now, his world view is quickly broken.

He then looked at another object beside him.

It was a golden light, surrounded by brown iron bars.

It seems to be iron bars, but he doesn't know any materials.

These iron bars are entangled to form a ball, which envelopes the purple light.

Around Ziguang, there are four statues of dragons.

The dragon is about the size of Ziguang.

The dragon circling, head up, mouth slightly open, as if the purple light was spitting out from their mouths and condensed together.

Seeing these four dragons arched with purple round beads reminded Zhang Shun of a very old mythological story.

Mainland China also has its own mythology.

Pangu opened the sky, Nuwa made people, praised his father day by day, Hou Yi shot the sun...

The item in front of him reminded Zhang Shun of the mysterious sky in the mythology.

Legend has it that there were monsters in ancient times.

Its body is as large as a hundred feet, and its back is as common as a tortoiseshell.

It is engraved with the Liuhe Star Fighting Sun and Moon, and its previous Sun and Moon Star Fighting moves at any time.

This beast is nothing more than a mess in the world, and the world will be reversed.

After that, the beast soared into the sky, transformed into a god, leaving his body in the world.

After Wan Zai, a dragon turtle was born, known as the Dragon Turtle Master, and the mysterious method was boundless. The body after this animal shape was obtained. After thousands of years of refining, it became a heavenly instrument.

Legend has it that this instrument has the function of changing Liuhe, which can make the souls indulge in it and gradually take their souls, the most malicious.

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Zhang Shun looked at the artifact in front of him, as well as the cultivation method, and the whole person laughed in the sky.

At the moment in mainland China, there are many people similar to Zhang Shun.

Some people get the exercises, some people get the legendary panacea.

Others have discovered the inheritance of mythological characters.

In short, various exercises and pulse techniques began to appear on the mainland of China.

In a flash, the topic of mythical recovery covered the entire world.

Mainland China has entered the most chaotic era of practice.

Xu Zimo looked at all this from the perspective of God.

He has laid the foundation for the development of the times, as to how it will develop in the future.

He can't intervene, as long as no one breaks the rules of the mainland of China, just let it develop.

Reiki revived, and the spirits of the world entered into practice.

The overall strength of the entire world has undergone qualitative changes.

The mainland of China, as Xu Zimo’s life, is the one who gets the most benefits.

His real life is different from others~www.ltnovel.com~ The stronger the world, the stronger his own strength will be. No real training is needed.

But this is even harder than practice.

After the stability of the era of practice, Tianjiao was everywhere, and strong people were springing up, gradually emerging.

Xu Zimo is about to prepare his destiny.

But the age of destiny is still far away, and he needs more to prepare.

Don't worry now.

…………

At this moment Xu Zimo sat on the back of Chaos knees.

A force of creation is refining his body.

The flesh can cross the void and face the catastrophe.

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