Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

Li Xiaohua, who came to watch the fun from a distance, was angry.

"What does he mean?"

"What does it mean to have only one-tenth of Li Xiaohua's strength?"

"Am I a unit of measurement?"

The God of Medicine looked serious.

"He's gotten better again!"

"Xiaohua!"

"Although you are the child of destiny, you have to work hard."

"This Zhang Hao is your first opponent to defeat."

"This is God's training for you."

"When I go back, I will work with you to comprehend the peerless cheats you picked up."

Li Xiaohua nodded.

He took out a pen and a manual, and on the cover of the booklet was twisted and said, Li Xiaohua Legendary Records Manual, he picked up a pen and wrote it.

I, Li Xiaohua, the Son of Destiny.

The most serious challenge ever.

I was regarded by others as a unit of measurement for measuring strength.

The road ahead is rough and rough, but I am fearless.

All the hardships and challenges will become my stepping stones.

The medicine god was surprised.

"What is this?"

Li Xiaohua answered solemnly.

"All legendary figures have biographies."

"As a child of destiny, I am no exception. This manual records all my situations in detail."

"Making material for writing a biography in the future."

The God of Medicine was speechless, "You really know how to play."

Wait for everyone to disperse.

Brother Dumao stood alone, his eyes flickering.

"It's so weird."

"One rank kills three ranks."

"A guy with this ability, it's not wrong for me to lose to him."

Then he thought of Zhang Hao's Chunyu swordsmanship, with a puzzled expression.

"Is that really the Chunyu swordsmanship?"

"How can it be so strong."

"Could it be that my practice is fake?"

Senior Brother Dumao was having a headache. He thought it would be smooth sailing if he mastered the history of the future.

As a result, he had just been reborn, and he was beaten severely by the society for the first time.

"How can history change?"

"impossible."

"What went wrong, and where did this guy come from?"

Senior Brother Dumao went crazy, and even the Mediterranean Sea was scratched with several bloodstains.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"Seize the time now to improve your strength is the kingly way."

Brother Dumao turned around and walked towards a high cliff inside the sect.

There was the first shocking opportunity he encountered in his previous life.

A place that changes the trajectory of its life.

He estimated that this chance was four years earlier than in his previous life.

"Four years are enough for me to become stronger ahead of time."

"In this way, I will have the strength to go to the outside world to compete for other opportunities."

One step ahead, one step ahead.

Brother Dumao hurried to the foot of the high cliff.

His eyes were full of nostalgia.

Broken Wood Cliff.

The aura here is thin and the location is remote.

Almost no one comes here on weekdays.

He climbed to the top of the cliff.

Stop near the edge of the cliff.

Brother Dumao was very excited, he saw a different future beckoning to him.

"Dig!"

a long time.

Heart-piercing impotent rage emanated from Broken Wood Cliff.

"Where's my ring!"

"Who?"

"Who the hell poached my white-bearded grandfather!"

"A sin!"

Brother Dumao sat slumped on the ground, sweat mixed with tears dripping to the ground.

He is looking for a ring.

In the ring lives an old man with a white beard.

The old man has great powers, he can make alchemy, understand secret techniques, and can fight with his body.

He was his good teacher and helpful friend in the previous life, the protector of his practice, who sheltered him from wind and rain.

But now he's gone!

Grandpa is missing the bird.

Thinking that the white-bearded grandfather might be lying in someone else's arms.

Making alchemy for others, and instructing others in secret techniques, he felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

It's like being green hundreds of times.

"Calm down, Xiao Miaomiao!"

"You are a reborn!"

"You have poor time and information, and your hands are full of ace tricks."

Brother Dumao stood up.

He decided to find the guy who poached his white-bearded grandfather.

After many days of observation and thinking.

He thinks Zhang Hao and Li Xiaohua are the most suspicious.

One is a person who did not exist in the previous life, but suddenly appeared in this life, robbed him of the title of the first Taoist, the first rank beats the third rank, his strength is amazing, he is playing a strange sword technique, and he is favored by the Tianshu Mansion.

One is a waste in the previous life, who was ugly and weak, but suddenly rose up in this life, and was also favored by the Tianshu Mansion.

Brother Dumao thought about it, but still felt something was wrong.

In his previous life, he spent day and night with the old man with white beard.

He knows the secrets he taught like the back of his hand.

Senior Brother Dumao had inquired that none of the secret techniques these two performed in the Taoist trials was taught by the white-bearded grandfather.

This made his suspicions untenable.

In the eyes of Senior Brother Dumao, things suddenly became more complicated.

"I have to make two plans. It's best to get the ring back."

"I have mastered all the secret techniques taught to me by the God of Medicine in my previous life. It is a pity that no one helped me refine the elixir. It is a big problem for me to improve my cultivation."

"But my experience can make up for it."

Brother Dumao closed his eyes, counted the time with his fingers.

"The Hidden Sword Valley should be about to emerge."

This is a great opportunity.

In his previous life, he hadn't been helped by the white-bearded grandfather.

Under the authorization of the suzerain, in the name of the Daozi of the Qingshan Sword Sect, he led a team to the Hidden Sword Valley with his fellow disciples.

As a result, his strength was too weak, and he was ridiculed by other sects outside Hidden Sword Valley, and those who were bullied did not want to, and ended up not entering Hidden Sword Valley.

Brother Dumao heard afterwards that a waste sword repairer picked up a sword in the Hidden Sword Valley.

It was the natal sword of the sword fairy Lu Yuan 3000 years ago. After Lu Yuan's accidental death, he has been nurturing the sword body and sword spirit in the Hidden Sword Valley.

The sword contains the infinite sword intent and some cultivation bases comprehended by the sword fairy.

After being empowered, that waste wood sword cultivator jumped into the sky, was invited to the Tianshu Mansion for further training, and became a remarkable figure.

Brother Dumao smiled.

"The Excalibur is mine now."

Seven days later.

The news of Hidden Sword Valley's birth spread like wildfire.

The holy place in the heart of the number one swordsman in the mainland.

There are signs of the Hidden Sword Valley, which countless sword cultivators have dreamed of.

Sword repairs in the entire continent are boiling.

Hidden Sword Valley contains all the ancient and modern swords in the world. Every sword has an owner who is full of stories.

Or the powerful sword cultivator who pointed his sword to the sky, walked against the sky, and was wiped out in ashes under the catastrophe.

Or dancing under the moon, the beautiful and moving female fairy.

Or a man of righteousness who resists evil cultivators and lives to death.

Or a dream boy who dies before he leaves school.

Each sharp sword carries the will and sword intent of the dead master.

In Hidden Sword Valley, there are tens of thousands of different sword intents colliding and merging.

Here is full of opportunities, but also extremely dangerous.

Zhang Hao received a notice from the suzerain.

"The time when Hidden Sword Valley appears is not fixed, sometimes it is one or two years, sometimes it is ten or hundreds of years."

"This is a rare opportunity, Zhang Hao, as a Daoist, lead the team and brothers to go there."

"If there is an opportunity, resonate with the divine sword, and conclude a sword agreement, then it will take off."