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"Fighting power, three stages!"

In the early morning, wisps of golden morning glow rise from the sky.

On the huge rock weighing 10,000 tons, a thirteen-year-old boy was striding forward, punching the raised area of ​​the huge rock in front of him, making complaints in his mouth.

The boy's facial features are clear and deep, and his figure is long. Although he is only a young man, he has a figure no worse than his age with a weak crown. His long black hair is scattered on his chest and back at will, and he has the common color of human race in the barren land. , a healthy color like wheat.

He was shirtless and sweating profusely.

The most eye-catching thing is his left chest, a palm-sized red tattoo, said to be a tattoo but different, as if it was born with it, it is a kind of text, and it is like a pattern, if it is so powerful, A dragon roaring with its mouth open.

This is something that all human races in the wasteland have. Men are on the left chest and women are on the back. They are born with it.

"It's been repaired for two years, and it still looks like this. Heaven and earth, is it possible that I, Dao Tianjun, wants to start like Xiao Yan, a waste of firewood? Shouldn't there be some audience at this time, let some people laugh and then divorce .”

Dao Tianjun withdrew his hand immediately after striking out, thinking to himself.

However, looking at the expression on his face is not the same thing, some are natural and calm.

Dao Tianjun, a name that sounds extremely secondary.

In his previous life, he was a fan of novels, and he was no stranger to time travel. He was very excited from the beginning to calm at the end. Two years was enough to serve as a good buffer period, and he gradually understood his situation.

After two years.

He also had a general understanding of what kind of world he lived in.

According to what he said, and the information he got from the village population, this place is called the wasteland, and he doesn't know how big it is.

Desolate land, thousands of mountains and ravines, verdant trees, giant peaks that tower into the sky, and vast plains, according to Dao Tianjun's words, if people in the previous life see this place, it must be a primeval forest, a super protected area, At least one thousand tickets are worth the money.

This is the real ancient landform.

The first time he came to this world, Dao Tianjun remembered very clearly that there were giant birds with wings spread hundreds of feet in the sky, and there were monkeys as high as the mountains trampling across the mountains in the night.

As a fan of novels, especially the time traveler in 2018.

After seeing this world, Dao Tianjun thought it was the Great Wilderness, the Eight-Region Prison, but after learning about the realm of cultivation, he was stunned for a long time, because this realm was too familiar.

From low to high, the realm of the sea of ​​wheels, the realm of the Taoist palace, the realm of the four poles, the realm of transforming dragons...

Sure enough, I guessed right!

This is that world, um, although the timeline is a bit different, but yes, this is the sky after the perfect world.

After that, he started his own life. It took half a year to open up the sea of ​​bitterness, and it took more than a year to fill the sea of ​​bitterness with the source of divine power and show off the fountain of life. It took him two years to reach this state.

It can be said to be extremely "waste"!

Dao Tianjun was very dissatisfied with his cultivation, because it was too useless, and according to the protagonist's aura in the novel, he would definitely be a blockbuster, and he even began to wonder if he had obtained the ancient holy body.

However, the reality is cruel.

The Sea of ​​Bitterness is not golden, but an ancient holy body with an egg ball.

"Tianjun, what did you say about the third stage of fighting spirit? What is that?"

A voice interrupted Dao Tianjun's thoughts.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun turned around, and looked at a young man approaching under the rock, with the face of the most ordinary people, and the eyebrows with the feeling of a mouse.

"No, I just sent it out of feeling, and wanted to become a certain big shot, but unfortunately, there was no audience and no divorce." Dao Tianjun shook his head.

Listen to the words coming from the ear.

The ordinary boy was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, "What is the boss, and what's the matter with retiring the engagement, you won't get sick again if you step on the horse."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch Dao Tianjun's forehead.

"Get rolling..." Dao Tianjun knocked off the boy's hand with a slap, and scolded with a smile, "Ergou, you are teasing me again, be careful that you will cry when I explode one day, after all, I am destined to sing all the way and ride the east wind A fairy, a man who became a fairy and became an ancestor."

Er Gou laughed, "Who told you to babble about nonsense all day long, which caused your old man to ask the village chief to see you several times. You bumped your head two years ago and it was not serious."

Hearing this laughter, Dao Tianjun rolled his eyes.

"What did you ask me to do?"

Instead of chatting with Ergou about those non-nutritious content, Dao Tianjun grabbed the clothes beside him and said.

With this sentence fall.

Er Gou couldn't calm down anymore, he looked straight at Dao Tianjun with a serious look on his little face.

"Have you forgotten, Dragon King Sacrifice?"

Dao Tianjun rolled his eyes and said, "How could I forget."

Dragon King Festival.

The sacrificial ceremony held by the human race living in the wasteland, once every ten years!

It is said that it is to honor the peace of the Dragon King to the people in the wasteland, and it is people's gratitude to the Dragon King. The Dragon King is the totem of the people in the wasteland. The pattern on the chest is the most authentic proof. People here claim to be the people of the Dragon King.

Every ten years, various villages and tribes scattered in the wasteland will go out to hunt and sacrifice the freshest meat to the Dragon King.

Once the Dragon King Festival comes, it is the most lively festival. According to Dao Tianjun, this is the Spring Festival in this world. Everyone attaches great importance to it, and every household will make preparations.

"It's just, how come it's so fast, doesn't it mean that it will take half an hour to leave." Dao Tianjun was extremely surprised.

He does his morning exercises here precisely because he knows why.

Ergou scratched his head when he heard the words, "It was the decision of Uncle Zhuang and the village chief. They said that the thunder and thunder in the Great Barren Mountains yesterday might have disturbed the beasts. It would be much safer to go out earlier and come back earlier. After all..." His voice suddenly The elongation also became very thin, "You can't go out at night."

The breeze blows, bringing out the ancient atmosphere of the wilderness.

Under the sunshine of the morning glow, there is a village not far away.

The village is bathed in the golden warm sun, and the stone and wooden houses reflect a layer of Phnom Penh, quiet and peaceful, with clouds and smoke curling up.

From a distance, you can see the young children in the village practicing with the help of the adults, waving their hands vigorously, and there are also young men like Dao Tianjun gathered here. Everyone is wearing stone tools and armor made of animal skins. Fully armed and hale and hearty.

But really speaking, looking at this ancient village, the first thing you see is neither children nor adults.

There is a huge stone monument standing in the center of the village!

The stele is three feet high, engraved with the word "Dragon King", vigorous and powerful, like a dormant angry dragon.

"Tianjun, come here."

There was a shout from the gate of the village. It was an old man wearing linen clothes, gray hair and deep wrinkles around his eyes. There was nothing special about him or a distinctive temperament. He was just the most ordinary old man.

"Father."

Dao Tianjun walked over and said...

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