Chapter 1

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for a long time

He laughed at himself and looked up at the sky.

The brilliant sun, white clouds, reflected in his heart, but a dark cover.

"You said, my life, is doomed to bad luck?

When I was born, I heard from the old man in the village that my family was poor and I couldn't even see any oil star in the pot. When my mother gave birth to me, she still had a hard time in labor. For three or four hours, I almost didn't die.

I can't believe how she managed to survive such a long time.

Well, I recognize the past that is hard to come back to.

However, at the age of four, he couldn't speak. Now that he was twenty-eight, his mouth and nose were still twisted badly.

What's more, from small to large, wherever we go, we are accompanied by endless ridicule and ridicule. "

"I tell you, such a huge pressure has already made me breathless.

If such a life can not be regarded as bad luck, then five blind dates and five failures can be regarded as an unfortunate event!

Of course, if you add to the fact that you've been looking for a job and failing many times, you'll have a bad life. "

"But if you want to talk about one of the most unfortunate things, let's talk about today.

Don't I just plan to go home and plant some cucumbers for money? Why do they look down on me so much? "

Seeing that the cucumber is about to blossom and bear fruit, Wang Yang's heart that urgent ah!

However, today, when I went to the town to contact those shopping malls and restaurants, no one even nodded.

Even, many people looked at his twisted face from a distance, and they had lost interest in further discussion and turned their heads and left.

"Why, why are you such a wicked God to treat me like this?"

If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence.

Finally, Wang Yang exploded.

Pointing to the blue sky and white clouds, he was a burst of indignation, questioning why he should treat himself like this?

Don't pretend to be forced. Don't pretend to be forced. Don't pretend to be forced by thunder.

A burst of fury, God did not give him an answer, a purple light fell from the sky, severely hit Wang Yang's forehead, and immediately blood splashed.

"You --"

did not finish a sentence, the whole person "bang -" a sound, hit heavily on the ground.

"Brother

Looking at the blood on Wang Yang's forehead, he doesn't wake up. Luo Jian is in a hurry.

Today, I just got home, I received a call from my cousin. Luo Jian didn't say a word, and he drove his car. However, who would have thought that such a thing would happen if we went out to have a rest?

"Eh?"

Luo Jiangang is about to send Wang Yang to the hospital when he suddenly appears. His cousin, who has just been bleeding more than once, suddenly gets better again. He doesn't even have a scar on his forehead.

"Well, what's going on?"

For a moment, Luo Jian was shocked. Luo Jian couldn't make up his mind and didn't dare to move him.

Luo Jian's dilemma, Wang Yang did not know, he felt that he had a long strange dream.

In the dream, I seem to become a huge purple sun, in the purple sun, constantly absorb the energy of the infinite stars in the universe, and then converge into countless purple liquids.

One day, a man came from afar. He flew into the purple sun without thinking.

In the purple sun, he waved his hand, countless purple liquid, converged into a river, and with another wave of his hand, countless purple liquid turned into rain.

Wave into cloud, wave into rain, so-called immortal, but so it is.

Innumerable purple rain is absorbed by countless plants quickly. In the blink of an eye, it makes countless plants blossom and bear fruit.

"Good magic!"

Even in the dream, looking at the means to make plants blink, bloom and bear fruit, still can't help but want to exclaim.

Unfortunately, the fairy didn't notice.

So time goes on, year after year, day after day.

In this endless years, countless plants are irrigated by Ziyang liquid, growing in this purple liquid, and finally, growing various bright fruits, which are scrambled by countless people to buy.

Until one day, the purple sun is finally growing to a limit.

It is the first time that it has been transformed.

In the process of shrinking and expanding again and again, the purple sun has to undergo its "Phoenix Nirvana".

Suddenly

Bang -

with a loud bang, the purple sun was exploded.

Exploded into countless pieces, into countless meteors, shooting around, was chased by countless people.

A purple crystal, accompanied by this explosion, accompanied by numerous purple meteors, flew around.

"Brother, you wake up!"I don't know how long in the past, Wang Yang suddenly opened his eyes and heard his cousin Luo Jian's surprise call.

"Grade orchard?"

"Evolution of life?"

Wang Yang ignored, murmured to himself, as if there was something difficult to understand. ιι ι ι = ι ι ιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιιι. ι ι.

"Ah, pain, good pain!"

The severe headache made Wang Yang roll on the ground.

"Ah, brother, what's the matter with you?"

Luo Jian was shocked by the sudden change.

"Or I'll take you to the hospital."

Looking at my cousin rolling on the ground in pain, Luo Jian can't hold on any longer and wants to make a 12O call.

"No, soon."

See Luo Jian want to make an emergency call, Wang Yang quickly stopped.

He already had no money. He didn't want to waste money. Of course, the most important thing was that he felt that the headache would soon be over.

Sure enough, after a short time, Wang Yang, who was just rolling on the ground in pain, had already climbed up from the ground.

"Brother, are you really OK?"

"It's OK."

Wang Yang affirmed.

"Well, what happened just now?"

Wang Yanggang is too scary. Luo Jian is afraid of him.

Gently knead the head, until a long time, Wang Yang felt much better.

"Well, dream, I just had a strange dream."

"Dream? What dream? "

Luo Jian is hard to understand. What kind of dream will make people headache?

At last, Wang Yang seemed to think of something. He was in a daze and lost his mind.

"I remember that the world in my dream is a grade orchard called" Ziyang mountain ".

Inside, there are immortal immortals, countless magical fruits, and so on Incredible things.

There, I also incarnated as a purple sun, growing up with the purple sun, and spent a long time... "

All of a sudden, Wang Yang got up from the ground and moved his body up and down.

"What's the matter?"

"I want to see if my body is damaged?"

Don't feel the body is different, just put down the heart.

However, his heart just put down, the whole person seems to have no soul in general, controlled by a subconscious, slowly moving up.

This is a set of boxing.

Yes, Wang Yang can be sure that this is a set of boxing. In his dream, he has seen people perform it.

In the dream world, Ziyang mountain is a world that can let people fly into the sky.

In that world, there are countless people with endless life

Once upon a time, they extracted purple liquid from the interior of the purple sun, which allowed plants to grow faster.

In his dream, he once saw an old man fight this set of boxing.

For thousands of years in his dream, the man he remembered most was this old man.

Because, in his dream, he lived for thousands of years, and the old man would fight boxing for thousands of years.

There are 108 forms of boxing. Miraculously, under the control of that inexplicable power, Wang Yang played the boxing three times in one go.

"Ah

Three times later, the inexplicable force in Wang Yang's body disappeared again, leaving Wang Yang with a very painful feeling.

The whole body skeleton seems to be broken, like a fire, and like a red iron under the brand.

All in all, all sorts of strange feelings emerge in endlessly.

However, this time was very short. It felt like thousands of years. In fact, it was only a minute. After a minute, a greasy black sweat gushed out from Wang Yang's body. His whole body was like a river opening a sluice gate. In the end, he gathered into a black river and followed him from top to bottom Body, toward the ground.

It's really terrible. Sweating can make him nearly collapse.

"What's wrong with you, brother?"

Luo Jian feels that today is really a ghost. How can my cousin have so many incredible things?

It can be said that in my life, there are not so many things happened today.

"Damn it, it stinks."

It's amazing that he didn't have shock or collapse after sweating so much. He jumped up and ran to the distance.

Actually, this black sweat is too smelly and smelly.

Fortunately, there is a river ahead. Wang Yang runs directly to the river with the fastest speed and jumps down with his clothes.

It's hard to imagine that after Wang Yang jumped off the river, countless small fish turned white, and the black sweat was too smelly. Even the small fish in the river couldn't stand it. They had to come out and breathe the fresh air in the air."Well? The Ziyang Scripture

Just after washing himself, Wang Yang suddenly jumped out of his mind a Scripture.

This is a scripture composed of countless purple liquids. It is divided into nine layers. The powerful fist technique just now is the entry-level one.

"This, is this the legendary martial arts secret script?"

Luo Feng couldn't believe that he had such a chance.

Suddenly, he thought of his oath.

Suddenly, he quickly came out of the river, three times to the sky, said: "thank you, thank God for your mercy."

He thought that it must be that God had heard his oath and felt his pain, so he had a chance to turn himself into a master.

However, if you have an adventure, you have to work hard.

In line with the principle of hard work, Wang Yang started to fight again.

But, in any case, as long as a little movement, the whole body bone that kind of fracture and iron burning general feeling came again.

"Ah

It's too painful. He can't bear the pain. He can't fight any more.

"What's the matter, is it true that this kind of boxing must be supported by that powerful force?"

Wang Yang didn't know what kind of power it was. He only knew that under the control of that kind of power, he had completed three times of boxing training.

But where should I go to find that power?

Wang Yang thought bitterly.

Ziyang Sutra is a shortcut for him to become a master. Without it, how can he become a master?

"This is..."

Just when he was about to despair, he felt that there were three drops of purple liquid in his own elixir field.

It's so familiar.

Looking at the purple liquid in perception, Wang Yang has a strange feeling. This feeling is so familiar.

"Ah, isn't this the purple liquid in the purple sun? Is it true that if I practice this Ziyang Scripture, I will finally achieve such a magical purple sun in my elixir field? "

Wang Yang was frightened.

He remembers clearly that the purple sun, in the end, exploded directly.

Purple sun explosion, then, their own body, can bear it?

Wang Yang is very suspicious. This kind of doubt, as time goes on, becomes more and more intense.

"No, the purple Sutra must be cultivated. However, before the explosion of the purple sun, we must strengthen the cultivation of the flesh body. Otherwise, the body can not withstand the explosion of the purple sun and will die."

In Wang Yang's feeling, as long as the body is strong enough, then, even if the purple sun explodes, he can also afford it.

"No, we must consume this purple liquid before cultivating the body. Only in this way can we control the rapid growth of the purple sun."

In Luo Jian's frightened eyes, Wang Yang is like a real ghost, doing all kinds of unreasonable things.