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The moment the Jinglong drum sounded suddenly, Chu Tian woke up from his dream.

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be covered with a thick layer of paste and he couldn't open them no matter how hard he tried.

In shock, Chu Tian stretched out his hands and grabbed his face with force. The movement of his arms became much more sluggish. Chu Tian felt that his arms seemed to be covered with a thick layer of dead skin. When he moved his arms, the dead skin broke open, making a dull sound.

His fingertips touched a thick layer of scabs on his face. Chu Tian grabbed it hard, and a thick layer of scabs rose up, and his eyelids opened quickly.

Chu Tian rolled over and looked down at himself, frowning immediately. His whole body was covered with a layer of blood shells as thick as soybeans, with a black and light red blood shell smell, and a foul stench that almost made Chu Tian faint.

He casually touched his chest, and the small jade pillow that had been hanging on the silver chain on his chest for 18 years really disappeared just as he had felt in his dream. Chu Tian looked down at the silver chain hanging above his chest in a trance, and after a moment of silence, he opened the back window and rushed out of the house.

Chu Tian walked out of the house through the back door of the martial arts arena and followed the grass-covered path to the river. He carefully stood in the knee-deep water and cleaned the blood scabs on his body bit by bit.

The thick blood scab turned into a stream of turbid sewage and merged into the river water, disappearing after a few rolls.

At this time, Chu Tian had time to sense the changes in his body. He stood in the river, closed his eyes slightly and concentrated, and he felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation all over his body.

It was as if a porter who had been carrying heavy loads up the mountain had dropped his burden of thousands of pounds, as if the bird in the shell had finally broken open the thick eggshell, or as if the seed had finally broken open the seed coat, and a little green bud was swaying in the breeze, feeling the sunshine and rain in the world.

Relaxed, comfortable, free and happy, a kind of great joy and happiness that comes from the heart and originates from every cell. Chu Tian opens his arms as if to embrace the entire Baimang River and stretches his body as hard as he can.

A stream of heat rose from the dantian and instantly flowed through all the meridians in the body.

Chu Tian was suddenly greatly frightened. The heat in his Dantian was all the cultivation he had worked hard for over the years. He set up an ambush at Hong Gu's place and used Hong Gu's measuring ruler to measure his cultivation. He only had the standard 80-year Wu Yuan cultivation.

In fact, Chu Tian’s real Wu Yuan cultivation has reached one hundred and eighty years, which is exactly the standard three-decade-year Wu Yuan cultivation.

After three decades of cultivation, Chu Tian had only opened up half of the eight extraordinary meridians and twelve main meridians, and the infiltration and opening of the nearby collateral meridians were even more of a thing. Every day when he practiced, Wu Yuan would feel a great sense of obscurity or even tingling when passing by the eight extraordinary meridians, twelve main meridians, and collateral meridians that had not yet been opened.

At this moment, the martial energy in the dantian is continuously generated, like a hot spring flowing through the whole body, freely and everywhere it reaches.

The meridians in Chu Tian's body were like spacious, bright silver tunnels, all of which were opened up and unobstructed without any obstruction. Wu Yuan comfortably shuttled through these meridians, and in just a quarter of an hour, he completed a complete Great Circulation Movement.

In the past morning classes, it would take Chu Tian a full quarter of an hour to complete an incomplete Great Circulation.

A trace of cool air continued to penetrate into the body through the skin. As the Wu Yuan flowed through the meridians throughout the body, the cool air naturally merged into the Wu Yuan. After circulating three times in the Dantian, it turned into one's own cultivation and settled down.

This feeling is only half as slow as when Chu Tian concentrated on practicing after taking the "Leopard Embryo Pill" and the medicinal power of the Leopard Embryo Pill continued to accumulate and his strength grew rapidly.

"What is your origin?"

Chu Tian stood naked in the river, his fingers tightly grasping the silver chain on his chest.

The small jade pillow had disappeared, and the 'Jiang Kui' in the dream also vanished into thin air. As for the 'I' mentioned by 'Jiang Kui', Chu Tian had no idea who he was.

I personally refined the jade pillow and set such a harsh inheritance test. Nine generations of single inheritance plus eighteen years of nightmare torture. The Jiang Kui in the dream should be said to be the incarnation of the jade pillow. He faithfully fulfilled the test conditions set by me and finally selected the lucky one Chu Tian.

Without saying anything, nor questioning or interrogating Chu Tian, ​​he left behind a legacy of unknown origin and then disappeared like his original body, the small pillow, without leaving any trace of his existence.

"You are not a 'martial arts' inheritor, but you made me become what Tiger Dad called a 'natural martial arts body'. The meridians in my body are unblocked, and practicing martial arts is twice as effective with half the effort. This is just a side effect of yours. Then, how earth-shaking and glorious is the original inheritance you left behind?"

Chu Tian looked at the rolling water of the Baimang River, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly smiled heartily, with all his mind focused on his eyebrows.

In the boundless gray fog, in a circular space with a diameter of about ten feet, a gray-white stone lamp with a simple shape is quietly suspended in the middle.

The shape of the stone lantern is extremely simple. The upper part of the lamp is a shallow round bowl the size of a palm, and below it is a cylinder as thick as a thumb, and below that is a small round table base. The entire lamp is one foot and two inches high, and in the middle of the lamp a flame smaller than a mung bean is burning quietly.

Thousands of thumb-sized golden seals with dragon heads and phoenix tails were floating quietly above the small mung bean-sized lights.

These golden talismans and divine chapters were something Chu Tian had never seen or heard of before. Rather than saying that they were some kind of handwriting, it would be better to say that they were the crystallization of some mysterious wisdom, some exquisite works of art, or some kind of projection of the trajectory of the great way directly into the soul.

The first stroke of each Golden Seal is a vivid and lifelike golden dragon head. The delicate, slender and meticulously crafted dragon head looks like a living creature, with its eyes opening and closing, its whiskers swaying, and wisps of golden light and purple air emitting from its mouth, which is truly astonishing.

The last stroke of the Golden Scroll Divine Chapter must be one, two, three, or up to nine vermilion phoenix tails. The main color of the phoenix tail is vermilion, and there is a faint colorful light lingering around the edge. If you look closely, each phoenix tail is like a living thing swaying gently, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura that makes people unconsciously immersed in it.

The main body of the golden talisman between the dragon head and the phoenix tail is a mixture of gold and red, with the gold and red divine light shining brightly.

No matter how many strokes the Golden Scroll God Seal has, they are not flat fonts, but three-dimensional characters with complex structures. The ingenious and beautiful Golden Scroll God Seal quietly floats in front of Chu Tian, ​​and each Golden Scroll God Seal seems to hide a great mystery. Mobile phone users please visit m.Reading for a better reading experience.