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Volume One: Cloud Chuan Dongyan's Beginning Calf Chapter Three: Lin Dongyan Continent

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    Because Qingwu City of the Han Empire is close to the East China Sea, the climate is humid all year round, with towering ancient trees and a steady drizzle.  At this time, it was raining continuously in the slums in the west of the city. A young man wearing a tattered blue shirt was lying face down on the ground motionless in the rain.  A little fat man squatted beside the young man in green shirt, shaking the young man lying in the rain, and shouted eagerly: "Brother Yun, wake up quickly, Brother Yun." Looking at the figures of these two people, they were about ten years old.  He looks like five or six years old.  The young man in green shirt crawling in the rain moved his fingers weakly, raised his head vaguely, and looked around. All he saw were bamboo houses and wooden attics.  "Where is this?" the young man muttered.  "Brother Yun, you finally woke up." The fat man, wearing a tattered gray robe, helped the young man up.  There was a voice in his ears. The young man was confused and thought to himself, "Do I have a younger brother? Of course not." The young man in green shirt turned to look at the fat man and said, "Brother, you got the wrong person" The young man stuttered when he said the word "human".  He just didn't say the next words.  At this time, the young man was stunned, his mouth was slightly open, looking at the fat man in gray robe, his expression was as if he had seen something horrifying, and he was secretly shocked, "Oh my God, I just saw a strange house, what happened to this fat man?"  "The clothes are so strange." "Well, no, maybe I'm dreaming," the young man in green shirt said silently.  When the young man looked frightened, the little fat man also looked at the young man with a strange look, pouted slightly and said: "I am Ye Lei, Brother Yun, you are not beaten stupid by Bronze and the others, are you?" The young man in green shirt  Hearing what the little fat man who called himself Ye Lei said, he immediately came back to his senses.  "Ye Lei, you are dressed so strangely. Do we know each other? Who is the bronze guy who hit me?" The young man in green shirt said as he stretched out his dirty hands and pinched his face hard.  "Ah." Ye Lei screamed strangely when he saw the young man in green shirt's movements. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg. His expression was very exaggerated, even worse than the expression of the young man in blue shirt before.  At this moment, the young man in green shirt almost ignored Ye Lei's existence, and his heart was already filled with huge waves.  "I, Dugu Yun, am not dreaming. What's going on? I, I, I have traveled to another world, and my soul is possessed by someone else." "Hey, I am also called Dugu Yun. Well, I am still a sword cultivator  " The young man in green shirt stood there with a lot of thoughts in his mind.  It turned out that the young man in green shirt was actually Dugu Yun. At this time, Dugu Yun stood quietly on the spot, letting the rain beat down, but in his heart he was quickly browsing the memory traces of the former owner of this young man's body.  Ye Lei, who had calmed down at this moment, looked at Dugu Yun and felt that Dugu Yun was weird and stupid. He was so shocked by his abnormality just now, but he didn't react at all.  Ye Lei thought that Dugu Yun was blinded by bronze, and thought to himself, maybe Brother Yun would be fine if he took a rest.  Dugu Yun, who had been soaked by the rain for a long time and looked like a drowned rat, was now wearing a tattered green shirt and long black hair shawl. In addition, he crawled face to the ground before, so his whole body was covered with mud. He stood there quietly and looked like  Clay figurines.  "Huh." There was a sound of exhalation, and Dugu Yun shook his head fiercely and gently rubbed his temples.  "Brother Ye, let's go back to our residence." Dugu Yun stood in the drizzle and looked at Ye Lei and said. As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Yun turned around and left.  When Ye Lei heard Dugu Yun calling him to go back to his residence, he naturally understood that Dugu Yun should be awake and hurriedly chased after Dugu Yun.  Ye Lei said silently while chasing: "Wild Bear, let's go back to our residence." Dugu Yun looked through the memory traces of his body before passing by, and finally knew some basic information about his own situation and the Dongyan Continent.  It turns out that Fatty Ye Lei, the Bronze mentioned just now, and himself are all young beggars from Qingwu City.  Dugu Yun feels that this life is even more tragic than the previous life, because although he was an orphan in the previous life, he also lived in an orphanage. Although he wandered around after that, he never fell to the point of begging.  After knowing that his soul actually possessed the body of a young beggar, Dugu Yun madly despised the imaginary God and Tathagata in his previous life, and even cursed ten thousand times in his heart: "God is your uncle, Tathagata is your sister"  ¡­¡± In addition, Dugu Yun knows that the current world is called Dongyan Continent.  Dongyan Continent is composed of countless ethnic groups and sects. It is a cruel world where the weak can eat the strong, and there are several empires and tribes.  The human race has three major empires, namely the Han Empire and the Qin Empire, as well as the most powerful Tang Empire.  There are differences between the three empiresThe war in the three major empires resulted in the death of some people in the three empires, their families were displaced, and there were countless orphans.  No matter which ethnic group you belong to, you can use external objects to practice cultivation in this world. As your cultivation level improves, your life span will also increase.  There are nine super ethnic groups in Dongyan Continent, and each ethnic group has its own way of practice.  For example, the human race can actually practice with swords. After practicing to a certain level, they can fly with swords, fly into the sky and escape from the earth. With one sword, they can cut rivers and cause mountains to collapse.  The human race practices with swords, and as their strength increases, they can be divided into ten realms.  ??In order of strength from weak to strong, from low to high, they are sword cultivator, swordsman, sword master, sword spirit, sword king, sword emperor, sword sect, sword master, sword master, and sword god.  And each realm is divided into nine levels. From the first level to the ninth level, the further you go, the more difficult it is to practice.  For example, if a swordsman wants to be promoted to a swordsman, he must practice from the first level of swordsmanship to the ninth level of swordsmanship. Only by breaking through the obstacles of the ninth level of swordsmanship can he become a swordsman.  Among these ten major levels of cultivation, there seems to be some kind of realm. There seems to be some level above the Sword God. Dugu Yun didn¡¯t know, and his eyes darkened.  Dugu Yun only knows that if you want to practice in this world, you must first become a sword cultivator.  After becoming a sword cultivator, you can greatly increase your attack hits and a small amount of attack damage during combat. The sword cultivator is promoted to a swordsman.  In Dongyan Continent, ordinary practitioners cannot tell the strength of their strength if they don't take action. Moreover, the accurate strength of a practitioner can only be seen when a practitioner at the swordsman level or above takes action. Others don't bother to see the sword cultivator's actions.  I only think that you are a sword cultivator. In the eyes of others, you are not a serious sword cultivator.  For the Dongyan Continent human race, as long as they can practice, they can usually become sword cultivators at the age of seven or eight, and be promoted to swordsmen at around the age of thirteen.  In addition to the geniuses who became sword cultivators before the age of seven or eight, there is also a group of people who are also called useless talents.  For example, if you are still a sword cultivator at the age of fifteen or sixteen, if there is no special opportunity in the future, even if you practice until death, your strength can only be upgraded to the sword king level.  In the slums of Qingwucheng, bamboo houses and thatched houses are located in patches. Looking over, there is an occasional two-story attic.  Because of the perennial wars between empires, most of the people living here are refugees, among whom there are many slow-moving old people alone and relatively weak street children.
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