"It's good to be alive!"
On the quiet and cold wooden bed.
Qin Zhan only frowned slightly as he felt the intense tearing sensation from his internal organs.
Quietly browsing through the memories left behind by his predecessor, Qin Zhan roughly understood that he had caught up with the legendary great opportunity…He had transmigrated!
It was funny to say that Qin Zhan felt that he had done nothing in his previous life. He was mediocre. In the past, he did not lack power or career, but he knew that those were not what he wanted.
The only thing he wanted was a carefree and vigorous 'freedom'.
In the end, he succeeded and failed. He broke the constraints of secular morality, but he failed because of love. He could only rely on alcohol and online literature to numb himself.
I'll spend the rest of my life.
However, everything was finally over. Feeling the bits of information about the imperial court, sects, Demon-Slaying Hall, gangs, warriors, demon dwellers, ghosts, demons, immortals, and gods in his remaining memories, Qin Zhan felt an inexplicable tremble, a tremble that came from his soul!
Mysterious! It was dangerous! Excitement!
The joy accompanied by the violent thumping of his heart even overshadowed the pain of his entire body being torn apart.
Wasn't such a wonderful world the life he had dreamed of?
However, before that, he had to recover from his injuries first. Otherwise, he would die before he could complete his mission. That would be a waste of the free transmigration slots from the Transcendence Master's evaluation of the top 50.
Qin Zhan did not know the name of this world for the time being. The memories his predecessor left him were not many. He only knew that this was the border city of the Great Xia Kingdom, a small city called Jiang City.
In this world, demons were everywhere. Even in the city, demons would appear from time to time.
Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang!
Since there were demons, there would naturally be exorcists.
Exorcists were a group of martial artists who killed demons and devils.
Legend had it that powerful martial artists had the ability to split mountains and seas. There were even legendary existences above the ninth level of the martial arts who could destroy the world and call themselves immortals.
However, demons were powerful, and their demonic aura could even erode a human's mind, turning them into demons and becoming their lackeys and slaves. They were known as demon dwellers.
For the survival of the human race, the human martial artists banded together to form countries, sects, and aristocratic families.
For ordinary people to become exorcists, it did not matter whether they were talented or intelligent. They also needed extraordinary willpower.
Qin Zhan's previous self was just a middle-level talent. He was neither high nor low, so he could not enter the sect. He took a step back and entered the Demon-Slaying Hall set up by the imperial court, becoming an ordinary student. If he wanted to truly become a member of the Demon-Slaying Hall, he still had to pass many tests.
A small test every year and a big test every three years.
Only after passing the examination could one become an official exorcist.
The content of the assessment was also very simple. It was to kill demons!
The assessment was for people without status or background: Overstep and you will live. Overstep and you will die!
And just yesterday, Qin Zhan, who had no background (the name of his predecessor was the same as the name of his successor, but he could refer to the law of transmigration), went out to the mountains to collect herbs because the cultivation technique he practiced lacked herbs. In order to prepare for the official examination of the exorcist in three years in a month's time.
He wanted to try his best before the test and raise his martial cultivation by one level. Only then would he have some confidence in passing the test and becoming a true Demon Slayer!
However, he did not expect to encounter a group of demons on his way back. He was isolated and helpless. He relied on his strong will and tough body to forcefully kill his way out of the demons. However, he eventually died because of excessive blood loss, which benefited Qin Zhan.
And the martial arts that his predecessor had practiced played an important role in allowing him to return.
Eighteen Dragon Elephants!
The eighteen dragons and elephants had long stamina, long breaths, and boundless strength. There was one dragon and one elephant on each level, making a total of eighteen levels.
This martial art was very difficult to learn, but it was also very easy to learn.
It was easy to practice because anyone could practice this martial art without any restrictions.
It was difficult to cultivate because not only did it require the body to endure unimaginable pain, but it also required a large amount of resources. If there were no resources, it could be slowly polished and refined over time.
In Great Xia, the highest record of the Demon-Slaying Hall for cultivating the Eighteen Dragons and Elephants was the ninth level.
Above the ninth level was the legendary Immortal!
This was an absolute art that could lead directly to the Immortal God Realm!
However, there were many immortals since ancient times, but not one who became an immortal with eighteen dragons and elephants.
If it wasn't for the rumor that once the eighteen dragons and elephants were trained to be invincible among those of the same level! It's no big deal to cross the steps and fight.
Perhaps this peerless martial art had long been placed on the shelf.
As for who was the founder of the Eighteen Dragon Elephants?
No one knew, not even if the ninth level was real or fake, but no one cared!
His predecessor had chosen this because he was invincible among those of the same level and could fight those of a higher level!
The advantages and disadvantages were very clear. The predecessor could not choose, for the sake of survival!
However, it was God's will that the predecessors planted trees and the future generations enjoyed the shade.
The corners of Qin Zhan's mouth curled up slightly. Lying on the cold wooden board, a panel that only he could see appeared in front of his eyes.
Name: Qin Zhan
[Martial Arts: Eighteen Dragons and Elephants]
[Cultivation: Level 9 Martial Apprentice]
[Life Origin: 5.2]
[Life Origin: You can plunder Life Origin by killing living beings. It's 1 in the same realm, 0.1 in the lower realm, and 10 in the higher realm.]
One Life Essence was equivalent to ten days of hard work.
5.2 Life vitality was equivalent to fifty-two days of bitter cultivation.
Qin Zhan looked at the remaining 5.2 Life Points on his interface and muttered to himself,""Predecessor, I'll call you that for now. Thank you! Perhaps this is fate. I will inherit everything from you. From now on, you are me, and I am you! From now on, the name Qin Zhan would definitely resound throughout the heavens! What kind of scenery was at the peak of martial arts at the end of the world?”
Let's witness it together!
With a thought, his Life Force started to change.
The outside world was calm, but inside Qin Zhan's body, countless qi and blood began to boil. The Dragon Elephant True Qi merged with the qi and blood, turning into a dragon and an elephant that galloped through the meridians all over his body. Vortices appeared on the golden dragon and elephant's body, absorbing the Qi of Heaven and Earth into his dantian.
Moo!
Ang!
The dragon and elephant roared as the dragon and elephant moved around in their bodies. The pure Dragon and Elephant True Qi was refining their bodies crazily!
In the darkness, Qin Zhan's body glowed with a faint golden light. His damaged limbs and internal organs were continuously repaired and strengthened by the pure Dragon Elephant True Qi!
In the blink of an eye, Qin Zhan, who was originally seriously injured and on the verge of death, was completely healed.
After recovering from their injuries, the dragon and elephant roared at the sky. More and more Dragon and Elephant Genuine Qi gathered towards them and was absorbed and refined by them!
Rumbling could be heard as the bottleneck shattered!
The eighteen dragons and elephants at the peak of the first level had broken through!
The dragon and elephant began to collapse and reform!
Every time he reassembled, his aura became stronger, and his form became more and more real!
Moo!
Ang!
Boom!
After nine rounds of gathering and dispersing, a brand new dragon and elephant appeared in his dantian. They raised their heads and roared, and a holy aura immediately spread out from the newborn true form!
Qin Zhan's body suddenly shook!
The Golden Dragon and Golden Elephant dispersed their Dragon-Elephant True Qi and began to nourish their bones and muscles, strengthening their bodies.
The Dragon and Elephant Genuine Qi strengthened his blood Qi, and the blood Qi made the Dragon and Elephant Genuine Qi pure and majestic, complementing each other.
At this point, the eighteen dragons and elephants had broken through to the second level!
The advancement of cultivation meant the success of becoming a martial artist!
His Life Force was flowing out quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was all gone.
Qin Zhan's skin was as tough as steel, and it was hard for weapons to shake it.
His Life Essence had been exhausted, and Qin Zhan broke away from his cultivation. The Dragon Elephant Genuine Qi quietly entered his body, and the phenomenon around him disappeared.
With a thought, the interface opened again.
Name: Qin Zhan
[Martial Arts: Eighteen Dragons and Elephants]
[Cultivation: Martial Artist (Level 1)]
[Life Origin: 0]
[Life Origin: You can plunder Life Origin by killing living beings. It's 1 in the same realm, 0.1 in the lower realm, and 10 in the higher realm.]
One Life Essence was equivalent to ten days of hard work.
Looking at the Life Energy that had returned to zero, Qin Zhan's eyes flashed with a trace of regret. However, he was intoxicated by the majestic power in his body.
Looking out of the dark window, Qin Zhan got up and bent down to grab a jar of strong wine from under the hard wooden bed. He pushed the door open and left.
With a leap, he arrived on the roof in a few steps. He picked up the wine jar and took a big gulp.
The strong liquor entered his throat, and the burning sensation made him feel particularly happy. The blood in his body heated up a little.
The wine dripped down the corner of his mouth, wetting his clothes. A gentle breeze blew, and his black hair fluttered, giving him a different kind of madness.
Although the night was cold, his heart was on fire.
In the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the jar of liquor was emptied.
With nowhere to vent his hot blood, Qin Zhan did not feel sleepy at all. He turned around and returned to the room to take a Qingfeng iron sword from the pillow.
The three-foot-long blade was gradually displayed along with the Demon-Slaying Sword Art in his memory.
The sharp sword Qi shot out in all directions along the trajectory of the green blade, and the killing intent gradually rose.
The more he practiced, the deeper Qin Zhan's frown became. The sword technique that his predecessor had practiced for three years was simply nonsense to Qin Zhan at this moment!
After a few rounds, Qin Zhan simply stopped practicing. It was not that the Demon-Slaying Sword Art was not sharp enough, but rather good. It was just that the feeling of practicing the sword art with a three-foot-long blade in his hand made him very uncomfortable.
The sword is the ruler of all weapons.
Speaking of the sword, Qin Zhan's mind automatically appeared: On the night of the bright moon, his white clothes were whiter than snow, and his sword came from the west. He was like a flying immortal from beyond the sky. His sword qi swept across 30,000 miles, and his sword light chilled the 19 continents. He was also like a heroic figure who rode the wind and dispelled the demons in the world.
However, he somehow felt a little disgusted by these light weapons. It seemed that using a sword was not something a man should practice.
The more he practiced, the more frustrated he became. The sword moves in his hands began to lose shape. The last complete set of the Nine Demon-Slaying Moves actually lost shape. Seeing this, he simply threw the Qingfeng sword away. His mood was not good, so he did not want to practice this sword!
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