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 It was noon, and the golden sunlight passed over the city wall, leaving a shadow in the ancient city of Changqing County.
 Although the sun was shining, it was just the beginning of spring, so the weather was not necessarily fierce.
 On this street called Guozi Street, as usual, many vendors were hawking their wares along the street. There were also some street jugglers shouting loudly, attracting many pedestrians to watch.
 On the street paved with blue-gray stone bricks, an enlarged and widened brown-yellow carriage slowly drove by, and the wheels rolled over the ground, making a creaking sound.
 In the carriage, Su Heng slowly opened his eyes.
 He had just had breakfast for less than an hour, but now sitting in the carriage, he smelled the smell of pancakes, fresh pastries and various fried foods in the air, but he felt a hint of hunger in his stomach again, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva again.
 Unknowingly, it has been more than five years since he traveled to this world called the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he has gradually adapted to life here.
 When he first crossed over, Su Heng was also ambitious.
 Relying on the knowledge in his memory, he made soap, refined salt, and purified strong liquor, helped his family expand the industry, and earned a lot of money. He was also excited to learn martial arts, eager to be able to travel across the martial arts world and become a martial arts master...
 Well,
 It's a pity.
 Su Heng's dream of becoming a martial arts master only lasted for three months.
 Although this world also has so-called martial arts, standing skills, artistic conception, etc., it focuses more on conditioning the body rather than fighting with people. Those so-called first-class masters in the world can hardly beat a warrior with a spear in his bare hands.
 Knowing that this world is not even a so-called low-level martial arts, Su Heng's enthusiasm for becoming a martial arts master slowly extinguished. He has been working hard for so long, and now he has finally crossed over and become a rich young man, but he can't enjoy life well.
 This enjoyment of life has lasted for a full five years.
 It was not until three months ago that something happened, and Su Heng was surprised to find that he was actually...
 "Shhh!"
 The neighing sound from outside the carriage interrupted Su Heng's thinking, and the carriage that was originally driving steadily on the road slowly stopped.
 "What happened?" Su Heng asked through the curtain.
 The driver of the carriage was named Li Si, who was short and tall, but smart and capable, and was deeply trusted by Su Heng's father, Mr. Su. Therefore, he became Su Heng's personal bodyguard and was almost inseparable when he was outside.
 Li Si stood on the carriage and looked up for a while.
 After a while, Li Si's voice came, "Someone found a body in the well, and the people from the government are investigating. Many people are watching the excitement, so the road is blocked."
 "Just go around." Su Heng didn't think much after hearing it.
 "Go!"
 "Go!"
 Li Si waved the long whip and drove the carriage around the street ahead.
 The carriage left Guozi Street and entered another slightly quiet Wutong Street with many big trees planted on both sides.
 The carriage stopped again with a neigh.
 This time, there was no accident, but they had arrived at the destination of this trip.
 Li Si turned over and got off the horse, pulled open the door curtain, and Su Heng slowly got off the carriage and stood steadily on the ground. In front of him was a tall gray-white courtyard. The plaque in front of the door was bathed in the mottled shadows of the wutong trees, and the four characters "Chunyang Martial Arts Hall" were written on it.
 In front of the gate,
 a female martial artist in white training clothes was waiting here early.
 The female martial artist looked about 27 or 28 years old. Although her appearance was not so stunning and beautiful, her fair face was also good-looking. Especially her figure was well-proportioned. Through the loose training clothes, you can see the outline of the chest and hips, which made her look full of capital and mature temperament.
 "Junior Brother Su." The female martial artist was named Ning Wantong, the daughter of the owner of Chunyang Martial Arts Hall.
 This Chunyang Martial Arts School once had a glorious period in Changqing County, but now in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the overall trend is to value literature over martial arts, and it is indeed difficult to see any success in martial arts in a short period of time. Chunyang Martial Arts School naturally declined slowly.
 In recent years, it has even been extremely difficult to maintain.
 It was Su Heng's joining and the money he donated that helped the martial arts school overcome the difficulties.
 Seeing her big sponsor coming, Ning Wantong's face was naturally full of smiles, and her attitude was also very enthusiastic.
 "Senior Sister Ning." Su Heng nodded slightly, as a greeting.
 Under the leadership of Ning Wantong, the two passed through the entrance, passed through a beautiful garden, and then came to a courtyard on the west side. Under the service of Ning Wantong, Su Heng changed his clothes, also in a pure white training suit.
 The two came to the training room.
 The training room is divided into two floors, facing north and south, wide and bright.
 In the training room, the floor was made of solid wood, and in the corners were placed various wooden stakes, sandbags, etc. needed for training strength. It was just past noon, and there were seven or eight young disciples in the room practicing stake work, and a dull-looking senior brother seriously pointed out the shortcomings of their postures.
 From one static movement to another static movement.
 Every change of movement was accompanied by the sound of humming and ha-hei, and the voices of seven or eight people sounded in unison, which was considered loud.
 Su Heng stayed on the first floor for a while, and his eyes swept over these young disciples.
 Then he came to the second floor with Ning Wantong.
 Compared to the first floor.
 The second floor of the training room is much wider.
 Except for a small wooden table in the middle, a few cushions, and a mural hanging on the east wall, there is no additional decoration. The sun shines into the room through the open window, and you can actually see fine dust in the air.
 Sitting cross-legged next to the wooden table is a bald middle-aged man. He is thin and only about 1.56 meters tall, but his eyes are bright and energetic.
 This man is called Ning Zhibai, the owner of Chunyang Martial Arts Hall, and Su Heng's nominal master.
 Of course, there are fewer and fewer people in the Great Zhou Dynasty who are willing to work hard to practice martial arts, and martial artists do not have any special status. Moreover, Chunyang Martial Arts Hall was revived because of a sum of money funded by Su Heng. Therefore, when they were getting along in the past, Su Heng's status seemed to be more respected.
 Seeing Su Heng coming, Ning Zhibai also took the initiative to stand up and squeezed a smile on his face.
 "Master Ning." Su Heng nodded slightly, and the two sat down opposite each other.
 "How's your practice these days?" Ning Zhibai took the initiative to talk. Ning Wantong on the other side made a pot of hot tea for the two of them, and then bowed and left.
 "Everything is fine." Su Heng thought, "It's just that there are some things in practice that I still don't quite understand."
 "What's the matter?" Seeing his big sponsor's serious attitude.
 Ning Zhibai also subconsciously straightened his back, with an expression of listening carefully on his face.
 "There are five levels of Pure Yang Gong in total. After practicing to a high level, it can not only benefit from cold and heat, and be immune to all diseases, but also prolong life to a hundred years and be full of energy. But is it just like that? Can you reach a higher level through some special method or medicine to get incredible power?" Su Heng stared at Ning Zhibai's eyes and asked seriously.
 Ning Zhibai's originally serious expression gradually became a little speechless when he heard this.
 Even so, the young master Su in front of him was a person he couldn't afford to offend. Ning Zhibai took a sip of hot tea, sighed helplessly, and then spoke seriously, "In this world, if you can fight one against many, you can be considered a good player.
 If you can beat a warrior with bare hands, you can be called first-class. And the so-called master can only defeat ten warriors at the same time at most.
 Although the Pure Yang Gong is a long-standing martial arts, it can't help you break through the limits of the human body. What's more important is to regulate your breath and take the path of moderation and peace.
 There is no so-called martial arts in the world that can make people break through their limits.
 Even those masters in the world are so powerful for only two reasons.
 One is that they have strong talents, and the other is that they spend all their time and energy on martial arts training, and engrave all kinds of moves in their muscle memory, so when fighting with others, they can be faster than the brain and arrive first after starting later."
 "Is that the case?" Su Heng stared at Ning Zhibai's eyes, a little disappointed, but he could also see that his cheap master was not lying.
 "Show me the Pure Yang Gong's standing practice. I want to see how your practice progress is recently." Seeing that Su Heng wanted to ask more questions, Ning Zhibai could only quietly change the subject.
 Su Heng nodded, drank the tea in the cup, and then stood up from the mat.
 Pure Yang Gong is divided into standing practice and breathing method.
 The so-called standing practice is a series of static movements recorded in Pure Yang Gong, sometimes with specific formulas.
 There are twelve forms of standing practice in Pure Yang Gong, from the initial three-body form of hand and foot, elbow and knee, shoulder and hip, to the final floating cloud form of slightly tilted body, arms stretched up and down, back of head, neck and spine connected in a straight line.
 The switching between movements is coherent and natural, and the breathing is steady. The standing practice of Pure Yang Gong is qualified.
 As for the breathing method, there is nothing special about it, and it is even simpler.
 Normal people's breathing is just through the lungs, so it appears short and rapid during strenuous exercise. But with the help of some special formulas and breathing methods, the gas can penetrate into the abdominal organs, so the breath appears long and powerful. This method is somewhat similar to some high-pitched singing skills that Su Heng had come into contact with before.
 "Not bad, not bad." After completing several sets of Zhuanggong, Su Heng's forehead was slightly sweaty. Ning Zhibai handed over a clean white towel with a sincere admiration on his face, "You are very talented in martial arts."
 "If you can study hard, you can also become a master of the generation." Ning Zhibai sighed.
 After saying this,
 before Su Heng answered, he laughed to himself.
 "But even a master is nothing to you."
 For ordinary people, martial arts is barely a way out. But the Changqing Su family is more than a fortune, and as the eldest son of the family, Su Heng is destined to inherit this huge family business, which is a good thing that many people envy.
 "Master Ning, I want to be alone for a while." Su Heng took the towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then whispered to Ning Zhibai.
 "Well, that's fine." Ning Zhibai didn't think much about it.
 He just said casually, "If there is anything else, just call me downstairs."
 "Okay."
 Su Heng nodded.
 After Ning Zhibai left along the stairs, Su Heng turned around and looked at the slightly mottled murals on the wall.
 The content on the mural is very simple, even empty. In the center of the picture is a bright red sun, with white clouds rolling around, as if there is a whistling wind, and in the distance you can vaguely see some green mountains outlined by thick black brushstrokes.
 The paintings of the Great Zhou Dynasty pay attention to the use of form to express spirit, and both form and spirit.
 If you look at it from this perspective, the mural in front of you can only be regarded as inferior, and there is not much to be said about it.
 But it happens that,
 when practicing Pure Yang Gong, staring at the mural in front of him, Su Heng can always have some insights.
 For example, now, Su Heng is looking at the mural in front of him. He is obviously bathing in the warm afternoon sunshine, but he inexplicably feels a gust of wind blowing. It seems that he is really standing on the top of a dark and gloomy mountain, with the mountain wind whistling, the leaden clouds rolling overhead, the sun rising, and the golden light of thousands of feet of glass splashing out...
 "Huh!"
 Su Heng's chest rose and fell, closed his eyes, and slowly came back to his senses from the artistic conception of the painting.
 When he opened his eyes again, lines of grayish-white fonts appeared in front of him, forming an attribute column.
 [Name: Su Heng]
 [Height: 1.85 meters]
 [Weight: 215 kilograms]
 [Kung Fu: Pure Yang Gong (fifth level)]
 [Attribute points: 10]
 This simple attribute column suddenly appeared after Su Heng practiced Pure Yang Gong, and after Su Heng's verification, he was basically able to determine that the attribute points in the column were positively correlated with weight. In other words, for every kilogram of weight gain Su Heng gained, he could gain one attribute point.
 As for why Su Heng suddenly wanted to practice Pure Yang Gong...
 The reason is simple.
 In the past five years, Su Heng enjoyed life, indulged in sensual pleasures, became fatter, and his will was increasingly worn out. He originally just planned to change his daily routine, recuperate his body, and increase his blood and qi by practicing martial arts.
 But he never thought that just a few days after he came into contact with Pure Yang Gong, he found that he had a golden finger that was five years late.
 Ning Zhibai was right.
 Su Heng has excellent talent and physique in martial arts, and is expected to become a master of his generation.
 In less than three months, he has already practiced Chunyang Gong to perfection. Although Su Heng is not sure what Ning Zhibai's realm is, from the conversation just now, Ning Zhibai's attainments in Chunyang Gong should be far inferior to his.
 Because,
 After practicing to the fifth level.
 Su Heng felt more and more that his body was like an inflated ball, with a feeling of fullness that had nowhere to vent. He could already vaguely perceive another realm of Chunyang Gong, which was a completely different new world. But there was a thick layer of oil film separating them, just like seeing flowers in the fog, which could only be felt but not stepped into.
 It was for this reason that Su Heng guessed that Chunyang Gong had a sixth level, or even a higher level.
 But to break through to this sixth level, some special "medicine lead" was needed as a stimulus. Su Heng came here this time to inquire about this "medicine lead" from Ning Zhibai. But unfortunately, after a conversation, Su Heng did not gain much.
 "Ning Zhibai probably really doesn't know, but I have another way." Su Heng stared at the attribute panel in front of him with his eyes empty.
 The column of skills.
 A grayish-white "+" sign appeared faintly after the fifth level of Pure Yang Gong.
 Su Heng focused his attention and lightly tapped on the "+" sign. In an instant, a suction force appeared out of thin air, and the ten attribute points that Su Heng had accumulated with great difficulty blurred for a while, and then all disappeared.
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 Travel to a strange world where demons have revived and the world is like a prison. 
 Water ghosts, fog monsters, drought demons... powerful demons are causing troubles in one place. The aristocratic families use evil spirits as medicine and live above the clouds. The people are struggling in a strange doomsday. 
 In the troubled times, Su Heng awakened his talent for eating immortals. 
 His body grows infinitely, and he gains one attribute point for every pound of weight he gains. 
 The strange and terrifying demons that slaughtered cities and destroyed countries are the most delicious and superior ingredients for him. 
 Eat their flesh and blood, eat their tendons and bones; plunder their supernatural powers and seize their fortune. 
 From [Pure Yang Gong] to [Hehua Tianmo Dafa], from [Golden Bell Cover] to [Demon Buddha Golden Body Dharma], even the most ordinary martial arts can burst out incredible power in Su Heng's hands. 
 Many years later... 
 Su Heng's demon body is thousands of feet long and his weight is immeasurable. 
 With hundreds of hearts and thousands of arms, mortals are nothing but ants to me - Gods and Buddhas, come and fight! 
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 This book is also known as: "Godzilla in the Low-level World"
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 In a world where spiritual energy is revived, ancient sects that have been silent for many years are about to revive.
 In the mortal world, martial arts clans monopolize the inheritance of martial arts, and there are even ancient immortals rampant in the world.
 Chen An came to this node, turned into a gang child, and stared blankly at the world.
 Beside him, there are gangs fighting, fighting for power and profit, and there are demons and cholera outside.
 In the face of such chaos, the only thing he can do is to make good use of the upgrade template he brought with him.
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 In modern cities, aura is revived, and human beings are no longer the masters of civilization. 
 At that time, the sky could not see the sun, it was covered by birds, and the ground was stained red with blood. Human beings became food for bereaved dogs, a real hell on earth. It wasn’t until the day when a warrior with an open mind merged the demon spirit after the death of the demon beast into his dantian, humanity could avoid the fate of being annihilated. 
 Refining demon spirits, possessing the ability of demon beasts to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, a young man who originally died, because a demon beast has returned to sixteen years old. 
 That day happened to be the annual demon spirit awakening day. 
 That day, he refined an evil spirit… 
 Evil spirits, an unknown existence of evil!
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 Choice is more important than effort! 
 The martial artists fought for the land treasure tree, but no one cared about the deep water magic grass. 
 Liang Qu, who traveled through time and space and became a fisherman, got the cauldron of the water marsh, refined the talent of the water monkey, controlled the water beasts, harvested all the way, and stepped onto the peak. 
 [Water Monkey] → [Marsh Marmoset] → [Water King Ape] → [Huaiwo Water Lord]! 
 From now on, Wanli Zetao is under my control! 
 ………… 
 On the shore, people knelt down to pray and offer sacrifices. 
 "Please bless the Lord of Water..." 
 Damn, can you stop sacrificing girls to me? I'm really not a water god! 
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 Sitting down is such a horrible thing, for a time, no matter whether it is foe or me, it is all talking about the discoloration of women. 
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 The Soaring Dragon Continent is a world of summons, you can only become strong if you become a summoner! Yue Yang, an average high school boy, was suddenly transported into this world. When he woke up, he was greeted with a lot of worried faces and found out that he had assumed another person’s identity. Turns out he’s the good-for-nothing third son of the Yue Family, who had just recently drowned himself because of a failed engagement. Unlike the third son of the Yue Family who was useless in summoning, Yue Yang succeeded in making a contract with a summoning grimoire on his first try, even when the other guy failed for the past fifteen years. Others would have a headache making contracts with beasts afterwards, but countless beasts tried to gain favour with Yue Yang instead, acting like a good kid before him.
 Yue Yang the brat, however, didn’t feel grateful at all: “Scram, Mythical Beasts! Do you think you are cool like that? Go away from me now, I only like beautiful summons!”
 Even when royal families approached him for his talents, the shameless brat replied, “I’m not interested in government stuff, I’m only interested in beauties!”
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 Shen Changqing traveled through the Xuanhuang Realm and passed away after giving birth to a daughter.
 After his death, he awakened to the World Tree. Every time a reincarnation fruit was produced on the tree, he could go and shape various lives in the long river of history.
 Lao Tzu, the sage who created and preached the law, and the leader of the demon sect who commanded hundreds of thousands of followers.
 Kunlun Dao Zun, who was a demon in Jiazi, was a king in troubled times with millions of soldiers.
 The second generation of a powerful family, a giant of immortality who controls the universe.
 …
 Shen Changqing originally thought that his destiny was to die again and again and be reborn again and again in the long past years, and everything he once owned would eventually become the previous life.
 But he didn’t expect that his daughter would suddenly obtain a Book of Heroic Spirits.
 His past life was summoned!
 “Golden Finger will not come until I die” “Sir, we agreed to teach, how come you are still the master of magic?” 》
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 Han Muye, who was full of comprehension, was reborn in the world of cultivation, entered the sect of kendo, and became a sword watcher guarding the sword pavilion. 
 There are 100,000 swords hidden in the sword pavilion, and the sword watcher needs to wipe the long sword once a month. 
 Wipe the long sword “Qinghe” to get a wisp of sword energy. 
 Wipe the long sword “Purple Flame”, comprehend the original sword master’s swordsmanship, Liaoyuan, and acquire the fiery sword intent. 
 Wipe the spirit sword “mountain”, comprehend the experience of real kendo of the giant stone, and obtain the sword power of the mountains. 
 … 
 Han Muye has been watching swords for sixty years, and Han Muye has cultivated sword energy for sixty years. 
 In sixty years, 
 There were disciples who came to ask for swords and got Han Muye’s advice. 
 The saintess of the Demon Sect who came to steal swords was rewarded by Han Muye. 
 There was a swordsman who came to challenge and returned with a broken sword. 
 … 
 Sixty years later, the fairy world invaded. 
 The disciple who asked for the sword at that time has become a peerless sword fairy, holding the sword to the sky to guard one side. 
 The saintess of the Demon Sect who stole the sword back then was already the master of the Demon Sect. She only sent a letter to the sword pavilion and led the Demon Sect to fight in the sky. 
 The swordsman who challenged back then entered the Dao with one step, and his sword qi shot up three thousand feet into the sky. 
 … 
 Above the sky, the fairy masters suppressed it. 
 In the sword pavilion, Han Muye slowly got up, followed by thousands of long swords behind him. 
 “Today, I, Han Muye, hold a sword across the sky, looking at the gods in the sky, who can enter this mortal world?”
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 The selfless state of the Prince of Tennis, Shura Shinto… 
 The wildness and ZONE in Kuroko’s basketball… 
 The flame tornado and hot storm in Inazuma Eleven… 
 Even among the four-wheel drive brothers, the triumphant assault tornado and lightning run… 
 If you don’t even have a super power, what kind of sports do you practice?
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 Before his death, he was the only sword cultivator in the whole world, who dedicated his entire life to the path of sword immortality. 
 When he opened his eyes again, the world had completely changed. He began to cultivate the path of sword immortality again, slaying the heavenly way, shattering the universe with his will, and achieving the realm of sword immortality!
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 Wei Suo, a low level cultivator from the Spirit Peak City was scammed in a transaction. He ended up purchasing a damaged low level magical treasure. However, this worthless damaged magical treasure had an artifact spirit that already lived for several tens of thousands of years… On top of that, compared to several tens of thousands of years ago, many of the rare and sparse things were abundant now.
 The first thing Wei Suo discovered was that the materials used to make a Fire Talisman that was worth half a Low Quality Spiritual Stone were extremely abundant now.
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 Lu Jing traveled through the Great Fu and became a young boy from a prominent family who was about to join another clan. 
 This world is weird and lonely, Lu Jing started as a son-in-law, and he couldn’t go to his wife’s house, and his future was bleak. 
 But he read the “Book of Changes” thoroughly, and actually opened the [Following Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune] fate! 
 Everyone lives! 
 So Lu Jing began to accumulate fate, gain opportunities, and become stronger and stronger. 
 【Pursuing good luck and avoiding bad luck】: The fiery gold life style, predicting and balancing good and bad luck, doing good things and doing bad things, all have something to gain. 
 [Human Immortal]: Emperor Ziming, reborn from a drop of blood, immortal and immortal! 
 [Pose of the Great Emperor]: Emperor Zi’s life style, any cultivation technique can be comprehended at a glance, and any supernatural powers can be discerned at a glance. 
 [Wrath of a Human]: With a bright yellow life, within seven steps of the enemy, the vitality in the body is greatly improved, and the physical strength is greatly improved. 
 [Cultivation Wizards]: Ming Huang’s destiny, the speed of martial arts and primordial spirits has been greatly improved. 
 【Beautiful man】: Orange life, the longer the more beautiful. 
 This year, there was a drinker in the north who sealed the demon, and it shook the world for 30 years; in the south, there was an old dragon who fell into the mortal world, hoping to reach the gate of heaven again. 
 This year, Taoists on Taoshan cultivated Buddha all day long; the rebels of Leiyin Temple held a Zen staff and knocked out a town of Ping Ping. 
 This year, the Master has already entered the gate of heaven, and he has been cultivating literature for forty-eight years in heaven, and his knowledge is not in the world. 
 It was also this year that Lu Jing became a son-in-law and was worrying about how to cultivate martial arts, refine his soul, and accumulate life skills to survive this cold winter this year.
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 A novel revolving around being transported to another world with an op system. The mc spends his day chasing skirts and doing missions to level up. A standard journey to the top with lots of girls from various animes and games with a twist of that gaming feel (hunting mobs, doing missions).
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