"Where…where the hell is this?"
Under the starry sky, a child who was at most six years old looked at the sky full of stars and the bright moon with a dumbfounded expression…Don't tell me, it was quite beautiful.
No, the child suddenly slapped himself.
"Hiss, it hurts so much." He rubbed his slightly swollen face and said with a grimace.
Then, does that mean that I have transmigrated?
Yes, let us temporarily ignore this little wimp's strange self-proclaimed name. He was right. He had transmigrated.
Ling Hua, 16 years old, a few days away from 17, was a high school student.
Well, as a high school dog who didn't take A drug, his reason for transmigrating was very simple, very natural, and very cliché…
He was dead, killed by someone.
In fact, this was a story about doing good deeds. The specific process was not important. What was important was the result.
This boss fought against three enemies with his bare hands and died together with the enemy. Hmm, what a sad story. Since then, our dear motherland has lost a future pillar of the country.），A cute child who loved his country wholeheartedly…
Cough cough, let's not say anything that goes against our conscience. Let's turn our attention back to the main character.
The last thought of this child with a strange brain was not what the readers expected. His last thought was not a longing for life, nor was it a longing for his family and friends, but regret...
However, it wasn't that he regretted saving her, but that he didn't bring his weapon with him…
Moreover, according to his memory, he had eaten the souls of three hooligans somewhere.
He could even clearly remember when the three hooligans stopped wetting their beds…
" I don't think it's a dream. It's too real." Ling Hua still couldn't fully believe it. After all, he was extremely knowledgeable and knew that under certain special circumstances, a person's dream would be extremely clear. They would even rely on their own memories to simulate other experiences.
Therefore, he thought that he was most likely dreaming…After all, if it was a dream, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he talked in his sleep?
Of course, this didn't mean that he was an atheist. On the contrary, he was a firm believer of God. He firmly believed in Dao Ancestor Three Pure Ones and Demon Ancestor Rahu, so...
"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, the root of all qi, cultivates the Catastrophe and proves my divine power. In and outside the three worlds, only the Dao reigns supreme.
There is a golden light in my body, which covers my body. I can't see it when I see it, but I can't hear it when I hear it. It covers heaven and earth and nurtures all living beings.
Recite ten thousand times, the body has light, the three realms guard, the five emperors wait to welcome, the ten thousand gods worship, enslave thunder
Ghosts and monsters are frightened, monsters and monsters have lost their bodies, and there are thunderbolts in their hearts. The name of the god of thunder is hidden, and the wisdom of the five gods is full.
The golden light flashed and covered the immortal, as fast as the law.”
Ling Hua sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands forming a seal as he chanted the incantation non-stop. When he had finished chanting the incantation for the tenth time and it was still useless, Ling Hua finally confirmed a fact.
"This old man has transmigrated."
"So, it's this thing?" Ling Hua took out a token from somewhere…Err, alright, he took it out from his hand.
He had obtained this token from his ancestral shrine in his hometown.
On the front of the token were two unfamiliar characters, but for some reason, Ling Hua could recognize the meaning of the seemingly complicated characters at a glance.
"Heavens!"
Ling Hua said in a low voice. He had asked many people, but no one could recognize it. It was this incident that made him believe that he was fated with this token, so he had carried it with him for three years.
On the back of the token was a boundless starry sky, and an ancient-looking long sword was located in the center of the starry sky.
Looking at the token that had accompanied him for almost three years, Ling Hua could not help but frown slightly. If it really had brought him to this world, then why did it only take effect now? Could it be that the prerequisite was death?
One had to know that Ling Hua, who was in the late stages of chuunibyou cancer, had done many things such as dripping blood to recognize his master.
However, the only thing he had that could allow him to transmigrate was this "Heavenly Token".
After all, this was the only thing that belonged to him.
"Forget it, let's give it a try."
Ling Hua's expression was determined. He bit his middle finger and was about to drip his blood on the token when the token suddenly emitted a dazzling black light and flew into Ling Hua's forehead.
That's right, it was the " dazzling black light ". It was an extremely strange feeling, a darkness that was deeper than the night. It was a black light that could tightly attract people's eyes. It was dazzling but not dazzling, making it almost impossible for people to look away...
At this moment, Ling Hua…
"This is…the place where I devoured the three souls?”Ling Hua looked at the boundless starry sky and could not help but mutter to himself.
Soon, his gaze was attracted by something else.
In the center of the endless starry sky, right in front of Ling Hua, stood an ancient sword. It was exactly the same as the sword on the back of the Heavenly Token, except for its size.
However, what attracted Ling Hua's attention wasn't it, but the person holding it, the handsome man.
The man was very ordinary, except for his handsome face. There was no aura that could crush the starry sky, nor was there any threatening sword qi that could make people's eyes hurt with just a glance. It was as if he was just an ordinary man holding a sword.
However, Ling Hua wasn't stupid. He wasn't so stupid as to think that men were weak. On the contrary, based on his many years of experience, this was a sign of the strongest returning to their original state.
Ling Hua saw everything about him as a Swordsman.
He was indifferent, proud, and regarded everything in the world as nothing. Only the sword in his hand was what he wanted in his life.
That's right, this was the feeling that Ling Hua was obsessed with, but also terrified of.
However, it had to be said that this world was indeed a f * cking world where looks mattered. Even though this was a man, and even though Ling Hua's first glance at him was filled with disgust and killing intent, Ling Hua still had a good impression of him…although it quickly dissipated.
"I didn't expect that my Heavenly Gates would decline to this extent.”
The man shook his head and said emotionally.
"The power of time is indeed terrifying.”Even my once prosperous Heavenly Gates will decline.
"What do you mean?" Ling Hua couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth as he asked. He had a feeling that this man wasn't holding back his fart well.
As expected, after hearing Ling Hua's words, the man said matter-of-factly,
"Even a good-for-nothing like you can obtain the Heavenly Token. From this, it can be seen that my Heavenly Gates may no longer exist.”
The corner of Ling Hua's eyes twitched. Although he had expected this, he was still unhappy. Therefore, he retorted sarcastically.
"Your talent is good, your talent is awesome, your talent is shocking and dazzling, but I don't see your Heavenly Gates lasting forever.”
The sword-wielding man was speechless.
"Besides, don't talk nonsense. I don't believe that you can't sense the situation in the outside world.
"And…" Ling Hua rolled his eyes. "I don't believe that my talent is really that bad. Otherwise, how could you pull me in?”
" Unless..." A dangerous glint flashed across Ling Hua's eyes.
"Unless you have no other choice, right?”
Ling Hua said with a faint smile.
The sword-wielding man was speechless.
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