The sun sets in the west at dusk, and the setting sun is like blood.

On a desolate and lonely barren mountain, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old is struggling to walk on the ancient stone stairs.

Farewell.

An ordinary villager in Qingyang Village.

"call!"

After walking up hundreds of steps, Jun Bieli sat down with sweat on his head, but roared hysterically in his heart: "Five years! Five years! The result is all lie!"

Five years ago.

At the age of ten, he had a dream, dreaming of his father.

Jun Bieli has no father or mother since he was a child, and has never seen his parents look like.

"I am your father."

In the dream, human way seems real and illusory.

Jun Bieli did not look surprised, but sat down calmly, put his hands on his legs casually, and said calmly: "I am your master."

"cough……"

The mysterious man was choked.

After a moment, he laughed and said, "Hahaha, I'm afraid the only one who dares to take advantage of me in this world is probably my son."

Jun Bieli rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you?"

The environment here is extremely strange, and the space seems to be folded together. Although it makes him feel irritated, he always remains calm and cannot tell that he is a ten-year-old child.

Could it be...

"Listen."

"Dad is the leader of the legendary sect who commands the entire Ancient Realm!"

"you!"

"My son!"

"A real and powerful second generation!"

The mysterious man's voice is sonorous and powerful, not only piercing through the eardrums, but also hitting the soul.

"Then what?"

Not only was Jun Bieli not excited, but he seemed even more calm.

"You know such a shocking thing, can you give me some surprise expression!" the mysterious man roared.

"good."

Jun Feili put his fingers on the corner of his mouth and gave a surprised expression.

"Rebellious son!"

The mysterious man roared: "No sincerity at all!"

"Why."

Jun Bieli shook his head and patted his face and said, "I have been thinking that my parents may not die. I have a shocking background. I dreamed today. As expected, I have thought about it every day and dreamed about it at night."

"This is not a dream!" The mysterious man's tone was extremely serious.

"All right."

Don't spread your hands.

From the beginning to the calmness of the present, the mentality is really beyond the same age as those of the same age.

The mysterious man raised his hand and pointed to a certain direction: "Go to Tiegu Mountain, where there is the lifelong wealth left by my father for you. As long as you inherit it all, you will be the strongest second generation in this world!"

“…”

Not only is Jun Farewell uninterrupted, he even wants to laugh a little.

It's just a dream. If you believe what the people in the dream say, your brain will definitely be kicked by a donkey.

...

Tiegu Mountain.

When you were a child, you came to play with each other.

In his impression, this is a place where birds do not shit, and will it hide the wealth that people in the dream say?

Nonsense!

Although I thought so in my heart, my body was very honest and finally came.

What if it is true.

What if it is done.

Jun Bieli, who was lucky, began his journey of searching for wealth, but he searched for five years.

Great youth is wasted!

"Huhh!"

Jun Beili once again climbed the deserted mountain, so tired that he collapsed on the ground and said, "I really let the donkey kick my brain, so I believe what the people in my dreams say!"

Shaken!

I was a little unwilling to accept it.

"wrong."

Jun Bieli said: "Maybe there are tricks and mechanisms."

If the person in the dream is not lying, his wealth is really hidden here, so naturally no one can inherit it. It must meet certain conditions or trigger certain mechanisms to obtain it?

"What are the conditions? How to trigger it?"

Jun Beili began to think about it, and soon came up with an idea. Then he stood up, strode to the edge of the cliff, closed his eyes and said, "Take it, and the bicycle turns into a motorcycle!"

Could you jump off the cliff?

Jun Bili straightened his body and his face was whipped hard by the wind.

"Jump down."

"Maybe it can trigger some condition!"

From a normal perspective, this is a big silly, and from another perspective, he is a ruthless person.

You can't blame me for being separated from extremes. I mainly traveled to this world called Eternal Continent for a long time. I can't learn anything and live without any meaning.

Depend on.

No father or mother, it is also a time travel and a wasteful character.

The relationship has been ridiculed by the housekeeper, servant, the same clan, villagers and others, so I want to die?

Feel sorry.

This really doesn't have one.

The villagers in Qingyang are very simple in their customs. They never ridicule the Lord of Farewell, and even often encourage and enlighten him.

Especially the martial arts tutors give him a lesson individually and personally guide him on how to practice.

Such a loving novices village can be called a fresh online literary world.

Since that's the case, why can't I think it out?

That's because Jun Bieli really wants to integrate into this world and want to become a normal person to practice martial arts. Others don't look down on him, but he looks down on himself.

Tired.

If you can't find the treasure, it's better to break it.

Jun Bili squatted down his butt and extended his hands back.

"puff!"

This posture is combined with intestinal peristalsis, and the gas is immediately released along an indescribable place.

A hint of comfort appeared between Jun Feili's eyebrows, and he was soon replaced by death.

"If there is a next life!"

"I want to practice martial arts!"

"brush!"

You are a leap of faith in your life, and the 720-degree rotation in the air tumbling backward for three and a half weeks. At the same time, eight words appear below the screen - the plot of the novel, please do not imitate it.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for farting 1,000 times in Tiegushan. It meets the prescribed conditions and the strongest second-generation system is being started."

The crisp mechanical sound sounded in my ears. Jun Bieli, who had been hugging his knees while falling, heard this, roared with a ferocious expression: "Damn it!!"
To be continued...