Great Zhou Dynasty, Jingtai Year 22.
On the outskirts of Jinling, there were two graves, one new and one old.
Xiao Wuji took a pot of wine and poured it in front of the new grave. This was the grave of his father, Xiao Ruohai.
As for the old grave beside it, it belonged to his mother, who had been dead for thirteen years.
"Father, you were lucky in the past."
"Countless people died in the two sieges against the Demon Cult. You survived in the end, so you probably used up all your luck.”
"You didn't die in the chaotic battle of the Demonic Sect, but died in the hands of the bandits. You didn't think of this ending, did you?”
"But this is also good. You can reunite with mother when you go down.”
"She has been waiting for you for more than ten years. She must be lonely.”
"Even though you've been buying tofu from Widow Wang a lot after Mother left, I know that you're definitely innocent.”
"Mother will definitely believe you. As long as you tell her the truth, she will forgive you.”
At this point, Xiao Wuji sighed and picked up the wine pot to take a sip.
This was a strong wine that burned knives, and the smell was extremely strong.
Drinking it into his mouth felt like swallowing a knife. It tore his throat open and entered his stomach. His stomach felt warm.
Looking at the new grave in front of him, Xiao Wuji felt helpless.
He was a transmigrator from the modern world. It had been two years since he was sent to this world by a dedicated truck driver.
This was an ancient dynasty where the imperial power was supreme.
Unlike historical records, this was a world of high martial arts, with all kinds of martial arts.
Powerful martial artists could fly in the sky and escape the ground, fighting ten thousand alone.
Splitting a mountain with a sword and cutting a river with a palm was not a legend. A top grandmaster could do it casually.
The Great Zhou Dynasty had a vast territory, and there were countless martial arts sects and martial arts experts in the country.
In order to rule the Jianghu, the imperial court set up the Brocade Guard, Six Fan School, East Chamber, and other organizations to monitor the Jianghu, investigate major cases, and suppress the martial artists.
Xiao Wuji's father was a member of the Brocade Guard when he was alive.
When he first transmigrated to this world, he had his father to take care of him, so his life was not bad.
Don't say that people are rich and noble, wearing clothes and eating jade; However, he did not have to worry about food and drink.
However, seven days ago, his father, Xiao Ruohai, had died in the battle against the bandits of Black Tiger Stockade.
If it weren't for the fact that his colleagues had brought back half of his remains, Xiao Wuji would have had to build a cenotaph for his father.
Without his father's care, one could imagine Xiao Wuji's future.
"Father, I heard from Uncle Yang that the leader of the Black Tiger Bastion, Liu Meng, who killed you, has escaped with a few bandits.”
"As long as I join the Embroidered Uniform Guards, I can participate in the follow-up pursuit and immediately avenge you.”
"But you don't want the Xiao family to be without descendants, right? Your son is too weak to seek revenge from Liu Meng.”
"So don't blame your son for being unfilial. We'll talk about revenge a few years later.”
"Perhaps in the next operation, Liu Meng will be killed by the Embroidered Uniform Guards very soon. At that time, it can be considered as revenge for you, right?”
Before Xiao Wuji had transmigrated, the original owner of this body had never seriously practiced martial arts.
Saber techniques, qinggong, acupoints, he had learned all of them, but he hadn't mastered any of them.
Even if his father used the Embroidered Spring Knife to threaten and curse, it would be useless.
By the time Xiao Wuji transmigrated, this body was already sixteen years old, and his bones and meridians had long been fixed.
Although Xiao Wuji wanted to learn martial arts, his talent was limited.
After two years of hard work, he did not make much progress and was still only a third-rate martial artist.
In this world, the martial arts realms were divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, Xiantian, grandmaster, great grandmaster, the integration of heaven and man, void shattering, and many other realms.
If one's cultivation broke through to the Grandmaster Realm, they would have the qualifications to establish a sect.
If they managed it well and taught their disciples well, it could be passed down for at least 100 to 200 years.
Above grandmaster were great grandmasters, and their numbers were extremely rare.
Generally speaking, martial grandmasters were elders and sect masters of powerful sects. Each of them was a figure at the level of an ancestor.
These kinds of people usually wouldn't attack easily. Therefore, in the martial world, it was usually the Xiantian and Grandmaster experts who fought for fame.
As for the integration of Heaven and man experts above great grandmaster, they were even rarer.
In the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, there might not be more than ten.
The strongest Void Shatterer martial artists were equivalent to the gods on land. They had not appeared for thousands of years and only existed in legends.
Xiao Wuji, a third-rate martial artist, was at the lowest level of the martial world, while Liu Meng, the leader of the Black Tiger Bastion, was already a Xiantian expert.
Revenge was simply a fantasy.
"Sigh, it's said that transmigrators are the chosen ones, the protagonists of destiny. Why can't I tell?”
"It's been two years since I transmigrated, and I'm still a third-rate martial artist. Is there anyone who transmigrated more miserable than me?”
At this point, Xiao Wuji sighed helplessly, picked up the wine pot, and took another sip.
And it was this one gulp that forced the system out.
"Ding! A transmigrator has been detected. The system is binding the maximum level divine art."
"A maximum level divine technique system?"
Xiao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and almost cried.
"System, you're finally here. Do you know how hard I've waited for you?”
"Ding! The max level Divine Skill System has been successfully bound.”
Xiao Wuji quickly asked," System, what functions do you have?”
"Replying to the host, the system has powerful functions. Its goal is to nurture the host into a peerless expert.”
"As long as the host completes the mission, you will be rewarded with divine secret manuals, divine weapons, and even elixirs. Moreover, your martial arts will be imbued by the system and will be directly maxed out.”
"Directly max level? Is he that awesome?"
"Replying to host, it's that awesome.”
"Alright then, hurry up and give out the newbie gift pack.”
Xiao Wuji couldn't wait.
"Alright, host. The novice gift pack is being distributed.”
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the maximum level of the Dragon Elephant Bo-Ruo Technique.”
“(＃Д)！！！！”
Before Xiao Wuji could come back to his senses, he felt an extremely powerful internal energy rising from his dantian.
At this moment, Xiao Wuji's dantian was like a spring, and his internal strength flowed out like spring water.
It was endless!
Internal strength flowed into his limbs and bones, rushing into his meridians.
For a moment, Xiao Wuji felt a swelling pain in his meridians.
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