Douluo Dalu Champion Armor

Outside the window, white clouds are floating leisurely, and directly in front of the line of sight is a huge floor-to-ceiling window facing the green mountains in the distance.

The azure curtains are blown up by the wind, and their fine fluff exudes warmth and light in the sun.

The main color is orange to make the decoration look bright and warm, with random decorations and small accessories showing the owner's ingenuity.

The white porcelain floor beneath me felt cold and thick to the touch, and there were some puzzle pieces scattered on the blanket.

The gorgeous and exquisite chandelier hanging down from the ceiling creates a hazy halo and emptiness, making the living room look particularly quiet.

Zhang Lei was lying on the bed in a daze, looking in surprise as he looked at his fleshy little hands. Did he think he had traveled through time?

As a Wudang swordsman, he actually traveled through time.

As a young man in the new century, Zhang Lei was sent to the mountains by his family to learn swordsmanship. It was incredible.

When Zhang Lei was born, he almost recovered from a serious illness. Fortunately, thanks to the advanced medical technology, he was able to survive, but the root of the disease was left behind.

Zhang Lei's family situation was not good, so he was sent to an orphanage. Later, he was sent to Wudang Mountain by the orphanage.

I didn't originally plan to teach him martial arts or swordsmanship. I only wanted to teach him some Taoist classics and help arrange for him to become a layman before he reaches adulthood. He will then officially become a monk.

But who can imagine that as society develops and progresses, people are willing to let themselves as children go up the mountain to learn martial arts.

In order to prevent Wudang martial arts from declining, contemporary elders who teach the martial arts personally teach the martial arts. Sometimes they even talk about Zhang Lei.

"It's not enough that you haven't practiced Kung Fu and thought that I was like you and wanted to enter Wudang to learn martial arts."

Usually Zhang Lei doesn't work hard at this time because he only has one child after all.

The elder who taught the skills was powerless and could only tell some martial arts stories about hard work to lure Zhang Lei into working hard.

But he knew it was a story that the elder didn't leave the mountain all year round, so it didn't have much appeal.

Therefore, the ratings are very low, and the elders can only look at Zhang Lei and often sigh that Wudang is in decline.

As time moved, Zhang Lei came to the 15-year-old middle school and went up the mountain as a pilgrim. He brought a thing called a mobile phone, which opened the door to a new world.

"Show me if you have it, play for 10 minutes. If you have it, play for 10 minutes."

Since Wudang purchased the mobile phone, Wudang has been in great shape.

Gradually, Zhang Lei became obsessed with animation and novels. He was deeply attracted by the moves in animation.

Finally he couldn't help but asked the elder Chuangong for advice on swordsmanship and knife skills.

In the past few years, Zhang Lei has never been forced to learn Wudang martial arts like that when he was a child. This is all because a martial arts apprentice came to Wudang and the government advocated the protection of intangible cultural heritage.

"Master, master, I want to learn swordsmanship. I want to learn Wudang swordsmanship. I want to be like them with a sword that lights up the Nineteen Continents. Hey, my senior brother is here."

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you swordsmanship, but you can't just say no to practice for three minutes like before."

"Of course you can't teach me as soon as I am determined to learn this time."

"Well, let me teach you. Xiao Lei, where are we going? If there is a disciple, please connect yourself first."

"Master." The senior brother calmly replied that it was obvious that this was wrong once or twice.

Maybe the temptation of the chuunibyou or the anime was too great, but Zhang Lei actually learned all the Wudang swordsmanship, but the power is really 'amazing'.

My mind often says "Prick first and then tease", but my body thinks "I want to tease first and then stab".

Fortunately, the swordsmanship in the elder's hands was full of momentum and clear, but the Wang Baquan in Zhang Lei's hands was an advanced version.

Three years later, there was a Wudang leader takeover ceremony, and Zhang Lei became the leader. However, Zhang Lei's sword skills improved, and Wudang watched him grow up and loved him.

"Disciple, from today on, I, Wudang, will be the master of my martial arts."

In a side hall, an elder passed the position to Xiao x (the elder’s new recruit is a disciple, so he was a senior brother before)

Looking at the side hall where I was, I thought about the contrast between my position and my treatment in the mountains for many years, and finally I started to have evil intentions.

A year later, Zhang Lei was going to burn incense as usual. At this time, Xiao X proposed to burn dragon head incense. The stone beam hangs out 2.9 meters in the air and is about 30 centimeters wide. It has a carved dragon on it and a faucet on the top. It is also called an incense burner, so it is known as "the best incense in the world - faucet incense".)

Zhang Lei agreed casually. After all, he himself, a Wudang Taoist priest, often did some burning.

But when I went up, I realized something was wrong. My feet were unsteady. I looked down and saw that someone had smeared oil under the incense burner.

Looking back, I didn't think of anyone who didn't know that Xiao X proposed to let him come in the morning.

"Oh, I didn't notice it usually. Now that I think about it, he must be jealous that he is the leader, but this kind of trap can also stump me."

Who would have thought that when I was young, I was so angry that when I was suffering from a serious illness, I would lose my breath in the air and fall off the cliff.

People in Wudang shouted "Xiao x, you are hurting me" in the air, but because the sound was not loud due to the sound, they didn't hear it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lei couldn't help but shed tears. He couldn't help but cry. He was sad that he could no longer see the Wudang family who loved him and loved him. After all, he was dead. I only hope that everyone can discover the true face of Xiaox. .

Zhang Lei's acceptance of his own time travel is because he thinks that after reading so many novels and animations, there is a place for him to use it.

"If I were in ancient times, I would have advanced cognition but not advanced technology. After all, I am not as versatile as a certain orphanage: If the world of cultivating immortals had it, it would be hard to say. What if there were magic gods walking around and sword masters who were not as good as dogs? In this world, I will just try my best to build a ten thousand-level foundation first, and then I can get home as early as possible..."

Zhang Lei was arranging the rest of his life when he suddenly heard a knock on the door and turned his head to look. A maid came in. When he saw Zhang Lei woke up, he walked quickly to say something.

"Young master, wake up. You walked a long way yesterday. You are exhausted. You are only one year old and you can walk so far. If you do this again, we will be punished..."

Well, there's a new world, I'm coming, there's veni, there's vidi, there's vici (I see, I'm coming, I'm conquering)