In the southwest of the Teng Long continent, there were a hundred thousand mountains! The mountains were beautiful and green all year round. Even if there was a stone that would be labeled as a strange stone, this place was still uninhabited and undisturbed. It maintained its original state, with winding paths leading to seclusion and winding peaks. It was really like " the mountains are at the end of the river, and there is no way out. The willows are dark and the flowers are bright again." Walking through the dense stalagmites, the vegetation was lush, and the mountains, water, forests, and caves were one. The rain came and went, and the wind was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. The wind knife and water sword carved thousands of bonsai, the root brush vine ink painted silk, the eternal painting.
There were natural mountain rocks of various sizes and water stone bonsai. The winding stone path passed through the stone walls, trenches, cracks, and the bonsai. Walking along the path, looking up is the scenery, looking down is the scenery, front, back, left and right are all scenery, like a fairyland maze. Step by step scenery, a line of water, Kongling Stone, Star Shining Shadow, Changbiao Gorge, Side Rock, crooked comb stone, root-seeking rock, mandarin duck vine, dragon painting, beautiful banyan, elephant trunk stone, Tianxing Tower, young eagle coming out of the mountain, etc. were displayed one by one. The water rippled between heaven and earth, the mountains melted into the water, the stones were placed on the water, the green fat and red thin were rooted in the stones, and there were even girls from mysterious races wearing thick makeup.
In one of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, there was a small village that had lived for generations. There were more than a hundred families and hundreds of people in the village. He lived a quiet life isolated from the world. He worked at sunrise and rested at moonrise. He was self-sufficient and rarely interacted with the outside world. There was only a long and bumpy path that led directly to the outside of the mountain. Every month or so, the clan leader would assign young and strong young men to carry the charcoal burned by the clansmen and sell them. Then, they would buy some things that the clansmen needed to live. No one knew the origin of this race, and no one could trace its origins.
Time was unknown in the mountains. This tranquil and unworldly life might have lasted for hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even longer. Who knew?
The continent was vast. To the west of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the central region was the endless Primal Dead Zone, and to the east of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was the land of human habitation. Within it, the Black Water Mountain Range was the boundary, and the grassland tribes dominated the north. Beyond the extreme north mountain range was the endless extreme north sea. To the south of the Black Water Mountains was where the Han people lived. There were many cities and countless great clans. Beyond the Tianya Mountains in the extreme south was the endless sea and countless islands. The Luo River Plain in the easternmost part of the continent was separated by a desert eroded by the sea, so it could only look at the Central Plains from afar.
At the foot of the mountain, in a small village, a hunched old man with white hair was watering the flowers and plants in a small courtyard made of trees and grass. He looked very focused, as if he was treating his sweetheart gently, but also as if he was feeding his own child.
There were two cups on the stone table in the middle of the courtyard. One of them was still emitting steam. A ten-year-old boy was sitting on a stone table beside the stone table. He was holding an ancient book that had turned yellow. He was deep in thought while facing the steaming teacup. Suddenly, a voice called out," Long Tian ". It sounded extremely old, but it was filled with concern. It interrupted the boy's thoughts, and he heard a young voice reply," Father, I still don't understand."
"Don't think about it if you don't understand. Some things can only be understood after experiencing it.”
"Oh,"
When the old man said this, he was already lost in his memories, as if he was reminiscing about something.
'It turns out that this is a father and son. At the first glance, I thought they were grandfather and grandson. This old man used to be a member of the clan of the four ultimate fighters over 2300 years ago. He belongs to the clan of the dragon warrior. The clan of the dragon warrior is the most powerful clan among the four ultimate fighters. For the sake of their own clan's interests, the other three clans joined hands with other ancient clans to attack the clan of the dragon warrior.'
This caused the entire family of Dragon Warriors to face the endless pursuit of various rebel forces. The patriarch of the Dragon Warrior family knew that the destruction of the family was inevitable when he faced the pursuit of the three major families. Who would leave a future trouble for himself? Therefore, he risked his life to protect his son. He called a Heavenly Warrior to protect him. Only the baby survived when a general of the Long family brought him to the Primeval Dead Area west of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The members of the other families inevitably died in battle. However, the three warrior families and other ancient families were also injured to varying degrees. After all, the Dragon Warrior family was the most powerful family!
The rebels thought that the members of the Dragon Warrior family had all died, so they only distributed the benefits after they had completely wiped out the other forces of the Dragon Warrior family. He tried to find the secret cultivation manual of the Dragon Warrior family, but it was to no avail!
Only the family head of the Dragon Warrior family had the right to know the secret martial arts cultivation manual. Ever since the misfortune of the family head, no one knew about it!
However, the Dragon Bloodline that the warrior of the Dragon Warrior Clan had taken away did not die in the Primeval Dead Area. In his lifetime, this warrior had always wanted to find the martial arts and wealth that the clan had collected, in order to restore the Dragon Warrior Clan and attack the three Ultimate Warrior Clans.
However, the clan leader of the Dragon Warrior clan only gave the warrior a map and a verbal chant for cultivating spiritual power.。。。'，He didn't say anything, which caused him to never find out anything in his life. He passed down this secret on his deathbed, but none of the descendants of the Long family found it. As time passed, the descendants of the Dragon Warrior family no longer wanted to take back the world. They only wanted to survive in this chaotic world and pass on the bloodline of the Dragon family. They had lived at the foot of the Hundred Thousand Mountains for generations.
The world had changed. The rebel forces of the past had slowly died out, forming a situation where the world was now controlled by the three Supreme Warrior clans. The various ancient sects and emerging forces were mixed in. The Dragon Warrior family was the only bloodline in Long Ao's generation, and Long Ao's father had a son at an old age. He couldn't help but laugh and die. Long Ao's name came from this. The Long family had been through a lot of things for more than 2000 years, and they had collected a lot of books, such as poems, songs, astronomy, geography, astrology, medical books, military strategies, and many secret martial arts manuals. Their family's cultivation techniques had long been lost, and only a few words to cultivate spiritual power were left.
However, Long Ao had to be considered a genius. He was knowledgeable about all the books in his family. Without anyone's guidance, his martial arts cultivation reached the realm of great success at the age of 20. In addition, he constantly fought with the mutated beasts in the Primordial Region and created a cultivation technique, Zhan Tianjue! He always remembered the lesson of the Dragon Warrior family and used it as a lesson to train himself. One day, he would return to the Central Plains and rely on his own strength instead of the martial arts cultivation manuals of the Dragon Warrior family. He wanted to tell the world that even without the martial arts cultivation manuals of the Dragon Warrior family, the warriors of the Dragon Warrior family were still the most powerful!
The young him was also a little frivolous. He was a little arrogant and unruly, but also a little free and easy, a little bold. Who else could it be other than him? He was the king of the mountains and rivers, the master of all things! I am the heavens! No one can stop me!
After his mother passed away, he sent away two servants at home and kept all the books in the secret room. Then, he walked out of the foot of the Hundred Thousand Mountains and challenged the various powerhouses in the Chinese martial arts world. He began his glorious journey!
He was constantly improving in all kinds of death situations. His alias, Zhan Tian, signified his rebellion and revenge for the injustice of the heavens!，In an instant, he became famous all over the world.
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