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- Chapter 1 Young Long Xuan
(I was very confused. For the sake of the quality of the article, I finally decided to do a complete overhaul. The nine chapters uploaded before are considered invalid. The revised article is similar to the original content, but the content is refined and the contradictions and plots are highlighted. Personally. The revised article will be much better. In addition, starting from today, there will be three updates every day this week, which can be regarded as filling in the invalid chapters. Once again, I would like to say sorry to all brothers)
The eternal starry sky, three thousand worlds!
Ziweixing, Great Shang Empire, Maple Leaf City, this is a very inconspicuous city on the vast land.
It was afternoon, the sun was like fire, and the dazzling light was baking the earth. Outside Maple Leaf City, in the endless mining area, dozens of cultivators in Maple Leaf City were sweating like rain, waving their pickaxes vigorously, and mining spiritual minerals and minerals. Spiritual stone.
In an inconspicuous place in the eastern part of this mining area, there is a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing a blue coarse cloth gown. His body is slightly thin, his fair face has clear eyebrows, and there is a sense of perseverance between his eyebrows.
At this moment, he was holding a roll of ancient kraft paper in his hand. His bright eyes scanned the words on it, and he made a clicking sound in his mouth: "All spiritual mines, spiritual stones, and even various spiritual medicines each emit their own brilliance." , this is the precious light unique to valuable items.¡±
"And if you want to become a dragon hunter, you must first be familiar with the veins of the earth and geology, and clearly observe the light of treasures¡ª¡ª"
After reading this, the young man put down the brown paper in his hand and couldn't help but sigh for a moment. A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Dragon hunter, also known as ore hunter and treasure hunter, is the most respected profession in the world. And if I want to become a dragon hunter, I need the Book of Heaven to understand the earth's veins and the unique veins of geology, and to refine my eyes to see the light of treasures."
"It's just a book from heaven. How precious is it? How can I get it?"
The young man laughed at himself, feeling unspeakably disappointed. His name was Long Xuan, and he was supposed to be a disciple of the Long Family, the dominant family in Maple Leaf City. However, he had been expelled from the family a few years ago.
Not to mention the Heavenly Book, even the techniques commonly used for cultivation are difficult to obtain.
This is a world where cultivation is paramount. Anyone who has spiritual roots and can cultivate can be called a cultivator.
Refining the body, nourishing the Qi, opening the nine meridians, and opening the sea of ??Qi to build the divine palace are the processes that every cultivator must go through.
Among them, each realm of body refining and qi nourishing can be divided into nine heavens.
But in this world, the most noble people are not ascetics.
Nor are there a few alchemists or weapon refiners.
Rather, he is a dragon hunter who can search for spiritual mines and treasures in the world!
The cultivators practice the Kung Fu, while the Dragon-seeking masters practice the Heavenly Book.
"Look! That guy is the loser who was kicked out by the Long family. He is studying the Dragon-Seeking Book again!"
"Hmph! He's not too young anymore, and he doesn't have enough time to practice. He thinks about inappropriate things all day long. Does he really think he can become a dragon-seeking master?"
"Hey, what kind of person was Long Yuan back then, the number one master in Maple Leaf City, why would he have such a son? He is really a father of a tiger and a son of a dog."
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In the mining area, everyone looked at Long Xuan from a distance, holding the brown paper attentively, and as expected, they started mocking him again.
In this busy mining area, a young man seems to belong to a unique landscape.
Sounds passed through the space and penetrated into Long Xuan's ears, making the young man clenched his fists involuntarily. The look of anger on his face disappeared in a flash, but soon, his thoughts calmed down.
He has long been accustomed to such words, so how could he care?
But at this moment, the self-mockery on the young man's handsome face became more and more intense: "Daydreaming? How could you know that I, Long Xuan, am actually the real direct descendant of the Long family¡ª¡ª"
"As for the current Long family, top and bottom, they are just a bunch of bastards occupying the magpie's nest¡ª¡ª"
Whenever he thought about these things, his heart couldn't help but burn with anger.
Everyone present did not know the origin of Long Xuan, but how could he not understand it himself.
As early as he was sensible, his father told him everything. A long time ago, it turned out that his own lineage was the real direct descendant of the Long family. However, something happened to the Long family later, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.
The original group of servants became the current master. Instead, he, the real direct descendant of the Long family, became the object of ridicule by everyone.
It¡¯s just that few people know about such secret things.?.
Long Xuan sighed deeply. He reached into his arms and took out a simple object. It was a palm-sized stone door. On it, apart from the exquisite carvings, there was a lifelike winding dragon soaring into the sky, like soaring clouds and spitting mist. Apart from the pattern, everything is very inconspicuous.
But the moment Long Xuan looked at Shimen, his eyes were extremely fiery: "Only those who own Longmen are truly direct descendants of the Long family, because it is the true symbol of the head of the Long family and contains a huge secret."
"It's just that this inconspicuous stone gate is called Dragon Gate, which seems a bit inconsistent with its name-"
Long Xuan was a little confused and confused.
A cool breeze blows from afar, blowing sand and dust, and gravel slaps on the ground, making a crackling sound.
At this time, Long Xuan also solemnly put the kraft paper and stone gate into his arms, picked up the pickaxe in his hand, and started digging for the spiritual mine like all the miners around him.
As a cultivator, the resources consumed every year are very staggering. What Long Xuan can do is to dig out some spiritual mines and spiritual stones in this mining area like everyone else, and then take them to the city. In the market, exchange for elixirs and food rich in spiritual power for living and cultivation.
Although life is hard, we have to do it.
Ding ding ding¡ª¡ª
The crisp sound kept ringing, and he was digging stones one by one, searching for spiritual mines and spiritual stones. His expression was unusually focused and serious, and his bright eyes scanned every inch of the land, for fear of being careless. Leave out anything of value.
An afternoon passed in the blink of an eye. He was quite lucky today. There were some spiritual mines and spiritual stones unearthed. The items were all low-grade, but they were enough for him to live for several days. .
This means that he has a few days to practice. This kind of harvest finally made a smile appear on his young face.
As the sun sets in the west, the red sunset glow is like blood, soaking half of the sky red. The blood-red clouds form patterns like galloping horses, vigorous goshawks, or winding dragons.
It seems to be interpreting the laws of nature, which is extremely mysterious.
The time was getting late, Long Xuan carried the basket on his back, held the pickaxe, and prepared to leave the mining area.
But at this moment, several people suddenly came outside the mining area. They were all dressed in the same gray servant uniforms. They were of different ages and appearances, but they all had an arrogant expression. In their eyes, they looked at the people in the mining area, and they were all confused. It's disdain.
"Look, look, someone from the Long family is here again. I'm afraid that boy from the Long family will be in trouble again."
"Hey, this Long family is so domineering. Not only does it kick people out of the house, but they also come and humiliate them every now and then. It's really"
"Poor child, he has never seen his mother since he was born. He lost his father when he was five years old. He was kicked out of the house when he was ten years old. He is now fifteen years old and has to suffer the humiliation and ridicule of a group of servants."
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The arrival of these people immediately caused an uproar in the mining area, and voices of discussion continued to sound.
Many pairs of eyes looked at some figures walking towards the mining area, and then at the young man carrying a basket. They couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh. Some people were laughing at the joke, some were ridiculing, and some were pitying and sympathizing. .
After these people arrived at the mining area, they did not stay, nor did they pay attention to everyone's comments. Instead, they went straight towards the young man carrying the basket, with a sarcastic smile on their arrogant faces.
"Long Yan!" At this time, when the young man's eyes touched a few people, his body trembled suddenly, and his small fists clenched together fiercely. He gritted his teeth and shouted these two words heavily, mixed with With a sense of hatred.
Long Xuan naturally knows this group of people. They are a group of servants of the Long family. The first man, who is over thirty years old and has a stern face, is Long Yan.
Five years ago, after he was kicked out of the house by the Long family, every once in a while, they would find him and insult him. As long as he was a little angry, he would be beaten by the other party.
Seeing them, Long Xuan was eager to eat their flesh and drink their blood.
It¡¯s just that although this person is a servant, his strength is stronger than his own. He has reached the fifth level of body refining, but he is only the third level of body refining.
"Hey, isn't this the young master who was once the number one master in Maple Leaf City? I didn't expect that today he has become a lowly miner." Long Yan came to the young man with his waist pinched, his expression was arrogant, and he mocked with disdain.
"Haha! What a bullshit, the son of the number one master in Maple Leaf City. I think he is a bitch, a bitch who was abandoned by our Long Family."
"Hmph, call him a bitch,"I have a high regard for him, I think he is just a little beast, a little beast who has a mother but no father. "
"Little beast, hey, little beast, get down quickly and let me bark like a dog."
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As soon as Long Yan finished speaking, several servants around him immediately echoed his words. They all directed their contemptuous eyes and dirty words at the young man.
The young man's face was as cold as ice, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. He bit his lip with sharp teeth, and a trace of bright red blood slipped down the corner of his mouth. The clenched fist was also deeply sunken due to his strong force. In the flesh, bright red flows out between the fingers.
He said nothing, but he could not hide the anger in his heart.
The young man's forbearance not only did not make a few people feel bored, but his expression became more arrogant and his words became even more unbearable.
The leader, Long Yan, even kicked him to the ground. With a ferocious look on his face, he stepped on the young man's face and said viciously: "Boy, I tell you, you are the bastard abandoned by our Long family. See you later." Everyone in our Long family must call me "Master" like a dog, do you understand?"
"Old dog!" The young man's cold eyes stared at the big man, full of endless hatred. If eyes could kill, I believe the young man would definitely kill him without hesitation.
¡°Boy, what¡¯s that look in your eyes?¡±
The young man¡¯s eyes were still full of hatred.
"What, you still watch?"
"Damn, I'm really looking for a fight!"
Finally, Long Yan was stared at by the young man's cold and hateful eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable all over. He stepped on the young man several times, but the young man's eyes remained the same, making him completely angry.
"Hit! Beat this little beast to death." Long Yan said bitterly as he stepped on the boy.
And as he finished speaking, several servants of the Long family around him suddenly found fun, with happy smiles on their faces, and started beating the boy one after another.
The beating lasted for more than a quarter of an hour. When the boy was taking in less air and letting out more, several servants of the Long family, led by Long Yan, left laughing and cursing.
At the scene, there were only a group of miners watching, and a stubborn young man lying on the ground with tattered clothes and blood stains, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Although there were not a few miners watching, they were either afraid of offending the Long family, or because of human indifference, no one stepped forward to check on the boy's condition, leaving him to fend for himself.
Night began to fall, and the miners who had been busy all day left the mining area carrying their own baskets. In the end, only the young man was left lying in the cold mining area.
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