Douluo's rebirth An Lan

"Such a world...actually may not be without benefits."

An Lan took a breath of the pitifully thin spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and sighed happily.

The cultivation environment in this world is really terrible. The vitality is extremely thin and the avenue is not obvious. It is not suitable for the birth of high-level monks at all.

But An Lan had also heard that when some immortal kings were in the realm of humanity, they specifically sought out the land of the dead to hone their skills, soared into the sky amidst the vast mortal world, and turned into mortal immortals against the will of heaven.Even if these people become Immortal Kings in the future, they are often the most tyrannical among kings.

Although this small world is not considered the end of the law in the general sense, the environment is not bad at all.

If it were in the world of his previous life, just this one hour of effort would have been enough for An Lan to cultivate to the level equivalent to a titled Douluo in this world.

After more than half an hour, the green light on An Lan disappeared and he slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, An Lan not only solved the injury, but also recuperated his body.His body was now covered with black dirt, which were all discharged from the body. After washing his hair and cutting off his marrow through the secret method of ancestral sacrifice, his physique and bones had undergone tremendous changes.

Changing qualifications may be a fantasy for people in this world, and at least some extremely rare elixirs must be used, but for the great masters in the world of cultivation, it is just a piece of cake.

An Lan got up from the bed, pulled off the gauze, washed his face with water in the bucket, cleared away the dirt on his face, and then strode out of the door.

Now that the injury has healed, it's time to leave.

"Ugh?"

An old doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood up and looked at An Lan in surprise.

"You...can you get out of bed?"

In his opinion, it was an accident that An Lan was not dead at this time.As for getting out of bed and walking like a normal person, even a miracle can't explain it.

"Yes, I'm fine."

An Lan turned around and nodded.In the memory he inherited, the old doctor performed his duties to the original "An Lan", but unfortunately his skills were limited and he could not save the young man's life.

Under the shocked eyes of the old man, An Lan stepped out of the door of the medical center.

It was already evening, and the smell of potatoes boiling in every household floated on the street. An Lan's stomach growled, and he felt a long-lost hunger.

“In this mundane world, it’s really difficult to make a living without some money.”

An Lan touched his empty trouser pocket and smiled helplessly."An Lan" originally had a few copper coins with him, but because he had to change his clothes, they were all left in the hospital, and An Lan was too lazy to go back to get them.

In An Lan's memory, there is an organization called "Martial Soul Hall" in this world, which distributes "Soul Master Subsidy" every month. Speaking of which, "An Lan" hasn't received it this month, so he just took it to solve his life. question.

"Well, An Lan, you can actually get out of bed?"

At this moment, two people came from a distance, and An Lan narrowed his eyes slightly.

What an unfortunate coincidence...

The two people walking towards them, on the left is a tall blond boy with twin pupils and a slightly raised chin, who has a natural nobility; on the right is a petite woman with snow-white skin and picturesque eyebrows, although she is only ten years old. At the age of one or two years old, she has already shown quite proud curves. It is not difficult to imagine how she will be a beauty that brings disaster to the country and the people in the future...

The young man on the left is Dai Mubai, the master of "An Lan"; and the woman on the right is Dai Mubai's fiancée who has been engaged since childhood - Zhu Zhuqing, who fled here with Dai Mubai.

An Lan looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a hint of amusement in his eyes.

In the memory of his body, Zhu Zhuqing was born in the family of the Prime Minister of the Star Luo Empire. He had been married to the Star Luo royal family for generations, and Zhu Zhuqing was no exception.It is said that the martial spirits of these two families have a strange connection.

Of course, it’s hard to say what emotions these two teenage children really have at this time...

"Don't worry about it. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

An Lan put his hands in his pockets and said calmly.

"Go? Where are you going?"

Dai Mubai raised his eyebrows, wondering if this guy was really crazy.It seems that since the last time I saw him, this guy has been a little abnormal...

Zhu Zhuqing looked at An Lan with his wonderful eyes, and his heart moved slightly.She keenly discovered that great changes seemed to have taken place in this loyal little servant.Not only was his skin inexplicably whiter and smoother, but the key was his temperament and his eyes. An Lan used to look at them with a kind of natural shrinking and humility.But now, there is only indifference in An Lan's eyes, as if he is just looking at two ordinary beings.

"You don't have to know."

An Lan lowered his eyes and walked past Dai Mubai.

"stop!"

Dai Mubai's eyes turned cold and he grabbed An Lan's shoulder suddenly, but his grasp was empty.

An Lan stepped aside, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.He didn't bother to argue with Dai Mubai about the original matter of this body; but that didn't mean that Dai Mubai could provoke him. Such an ant really made him anxious, so he could just slap him to death!

Seeing that An Lan dodged his grasp, Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with anger, but his heart suddenly moved: "This slave was loyal to me in the past. He accompanied me all the way out of the capital, and even helped me block a knife at the critical moment. , if I kill him, Zhuqing will inevitably think that I am a person with a cold nature. Anyway, why should I be on the same level as this crazy slave? I might as well take this opportunity to show off my grace. At this point, if I am evil again Zhuqing, I am really alone and helpless!"

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai laughed, changed his appearance to a polite one, and said: "An ancient saying goes: if we agree, we will stay; if we don't, we will leave. Xiao An, you have your own ambitions, and you don't want to stay here." I can certainly understand the grievance, brother."

An Lan glanced at Dai Mubai with a half-smile, "Seriously?"

Dai Mubai nodded and said with a smile: "Brother, when have I ever lied to you? Go ahead, I'll give you this money to help with expenses!"

After that, Dai Mubai took out a bag of money and handed it to An Lan.

An Lan calmly accepted the money, turned and left without saying a word, making Dai Mubai's expression stiffen slightly.

"This damn dog slave!"

How did Dai Mubai know that he had already passed through the gate of hell?

To An Lan, although Dai Mubai was nothing, it was entirely possible for the Star Luo Empire to trace him.His current cultivation level is still low, and he has no intention of becoming an enemy of a great country in the world. Since Dai Mubai behaves like this, he will simply spare his life.

Looking at the young man's arrogant back, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were dark and he let out a soft sigh.Naturally, she knew in her heart how many grievances this young man had suffered over the years; but in this world, some people were destined to endure it all their lives...

"It's a pity. If you can stay, Dai Mubai and I will certainly benefit from you when we get ahead in the future. But if you go like this, you are destined to be a low-level little soul master in your life. With an ordinary One’s identity is lived throughout one’s life.”

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head and said silently in his heart

To put it bluntly, no matter how loyal a slave is, he is just a slave after all, not to mention that An Lan seems to have resentment in his heart; even though Zhu Zhuqing had a good impression of "An Lan" in the past, he did not say a word of condolences, but let An Lan Leave silently.

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Walking into a tavern, An Lan took out the money bag Dai Mubai gave him and looked at it. There were one gold soul coin and three silver soul coins in total.After all, Dai Mubai is the prince of a country. Even if he is down and out, this little money is nothing to him; but to ordinary people, this is already a huge amount of money.

In the memory of this body, one gold soul coin is enough to cover the expenses of a civilian family for a month. His current problem of food, drink and accommodation has been temporarily solved.

An Lan ordered a bowl of purple wheat noodles and a cup of fire-roasted fruit wine. He spent a total of two copper coins, which made him feel full.Huoshaoguo is a local wild fruit that seems to have a touch of fire properties. It is said that if you drink the fruit wine in winter, you will not feel cold even after taking off your cotton-padded clothes.

After eating, An Lan bought another batch of clothes and dry food, packed a bag and took it with him.He couldn't help but miss the world in his previous life. If nothing else, this world was so backward that he couldn't even find a storage magic weapon. At least he had never heard of such a thing in his body's memory.

"Okay, it's time to find a place to take a shower..."

When An Lan used the secret method of ancestral sacrifice to cleanse his muscles and cut his marrow, a lot of dirt was discharged from his body. At that time, he just washed his face and went out. Now he just feels sticky and indescribably uncomfortable.

With An Lan's current level of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to cast a spell like the Cleansing Technique.

Thinking of this, An Lan simply followed his memory and left the city, planning to go to the small lake outside the city to take a good bath.

It was the dead of night, and the young man was walking in a small forest outside the city, breathing the fresh air by the lake. His mind was soothed as never before since he came to this world.

The air by the lake no longer has the smell of livestock, decay, and feces that filled the city. Instead, it is mixed with clear water vapor and the refreshing smell of plants.Compared to the city of Valencia, which is like a big smelly ditch, in An Lan's opinion, this is the place where people should stay.

Suddenly, An Lan's brows moved slightly.

"Well, it seems like I came at the wrong time..."