Dark clouds pressed down on the city, the moon and stars were dark, and the cold wind passed by, making rustling sounds.

The house was made of black stones. It was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. It was like an enlarged version of a stone coffin.

In this vast land, rows of stone coffins were neatly arranged, and one could not see the end of them.

The cold wind blew past the stone coffins, and the sounds were like the wails of ghosts, cold and sinister!

In an inconspicuous stone coffin, Li Qing lay on a simple stone bed, sleeping with his clothes closed.

Even though the stone bed did not even have a mattress and was cold and uncomfortable, Li Qing still slept soundly.

From time to time, he would stretch out his thin and pale hands and grasp at the void. His fingers would rise and fall rhythmically, and his mouth and nose would rise and fall with his breathing. The black fog produced in the stone coffin would crawl in and out like a snake, as if he was practicing some mysterious and powerful claw technique.

While Li Qing was sleeping soundly, a tall and strong figure was cultivating the Corpse Nurturing Fist in the black stone coffin beside him under the mottled green light.

Sometimes it was as fast as an eagle, sometimes it was as fierce as a tiger, sometimes it was as violent as an ape, sometimes it was as slow as a turtle, sometimes it was as soft as a snake, and sometimes it was as stiff as a corpse.

His breathing also changed according to the movements of his body. It was rapid, deep, long, slow, slender, and so on. Finally, it became indistinct as the cultivation ended!

Under the dim green light, the strong figure who had completed his cultivation lay straight on the stone bed, his mind spinning.

If it was in the past, he would have gone to bed early, hoping to dig more iron ore tomorrow and save up some money.

This was because he had already mastered the Corpse Nurturing Fist. The zombie body that he had cultivated was made of steel and iron. He moved like the wind and had a strength of 1,000 jin.

Presumably, if he went to the corpse mountain to hunt, he would definitely accumulate cultivation resources quickly. At that time, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds, and he would exchange for some powerful spells. Wouldn't passing the outer sect trial be a piece of cake?

After that, he would officially enter the sect and receive the immortal technique. Eternal life was in sight. The more the muscular figure thought about it, the more excited he became. He wished he could leave this mine tomorrow and go to the corpse mountain to start his legendary immortal path.

However, reason told him that the corpse mountain was still very dangerous for him. He still needed to accumulate resources and carefully polish his zombie body.

When the muscular figure thought of this, he couldn't help but think of his neighbor, the man with a big hole in his forehead. He had once improved rapidly and worked hard, but ever since he was injured four years ago, he had been unable to recover.

It had been a long time since he had seen him cultivate. In another two years, it would be no surprise that he would be taken back by the sect!

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My name is Wang Teng, son of the village chief of Reliance Village next to Qingyang City, Qingyang Prefecture, Qingyang Continent, Dali Dynasty.

He had been energetic and intelligent since he was young. He knew thousands of words at a young age and was even more skilled at reciting poems.

The families from the mountain villages within a radius of thirty miles had already broken through the threshold of the betrothal several times. Even the wealthy families of Qingyang City had come to say that their daughter was a national beauty and wanted to become in-laws with his family.

Furthermore, he was willing to pay a large sum of money to send him to the Qingyang Academy to study. As a shrewd man, Wang Teng's father would not let go of such a rare opportunity. He immediately decided to marry this rich man.

That day, the sky was clear and the breeze was just right.

Wang Teng, who was dressed in exquisite clothes, had a different kind of elegance at a young age.

At that time, Wang Teng, who had been looking forward to his future as a marquis, did not know that dark clouds were covering the sky and were spreading over at an unbelievable speed.

In just a few moments, the village, which had been bright and sunny a moment ago, was shrouded in dark clouds in the blink of an eye. It was so dark that one could not see their own fingers.

Wang Teng, who was thinking about the future, felt his vision darken and he felt drowsy. He fell headfirst into the black clouds.

As the black clouds passed by, the crowd fell one by one.

When people woke up, it was as if nothing had happened. Only the disappearing children announced what had happened here.

When Wang Teng woke up in a daze, what he saw when he opened his eyes were immortals flying across the sky, strange beasts that were as tall as mountains, and divine mountains that reached into the sky.

Wang Teng, who had yet to break free from his imagination of the future, swallowed the words of a marquis and a minister. He shouted out the motto of his life with great fortune." I, Wang Teng, have the potential to become a true immortal!"

The clear child's voice dissipated before it even traveled three feet.

However, it also caused the devilish figure in the black clouds to look sideways. Then, the figure waved his sleeve, and the endless black clouds dissipated.

A dense group of petite figures descended toward the foot of the divine mountain like a drizzle. Wang Teng, who had just expressed his ambition, saw the black clouds under his feet suddenly dissipate, and his body suddenly fell.

With a scream, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

At the foot of the divine mountain, where the children had fallen, figures were flying in the air.

He quietly looked at the children who were falling like rain.

Seeing the child getting closer and closer, a black-robed figure wearing a golden robe said,

" Don't just stand there. Go and pick up the children. Take as many Dream Entering Talismans as you have and send them to the designated place. If you mess up, you'll be refined into a refined corpse and sent to the battlefield!"

An ear-piercing sound like metal scraping echoed through the sky!

"Yes, sir!"

The black robed men replied in unison!

They each formed a streak of light and soared into the sky. They each used their divine arts. They either formed a black cloud, a black wind, or a huge hand that covered the sky. They picked up the child and flew in all directions.

Teng Wang had a dream. He dreamed that he rode the clouds and traveled across the sky, arriving at the land of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He entered the Heavenly Corpse Sect, a large demonic sect, and became a servant disciple. Every day, he learned words that he had never seen before. Those words were very strange. The pronunciation was very ancient and heavy, and the meaning was extraordinary. It was as if they were praised by heaven and earth.

He learned the sect rules of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, the names of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, the world's experiences, and the Corpse Nurturing Fist.

Teng Wang had learned a lot in this dream. He knew how vast the world was, re-established his great dream, and re-shaped his outlook on life, values, and worldview.

He became a reserve member of the Three Good Heavenly Corpse Sect, who was good at refining corpses, good at heavenly treasures, and good at killing people and snatching treasures.

After Wang Teng finished his studies in the dream world, he passed the dream teacher's assessment and successfully graduated.

When Wang Teng woke up from his dream, he was not surprised to find himself in the stone coffin. After a long time of learning in the dream, his mind had matured. Under the small child's body was a big heart.

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A silent night passed quietly.

The tenacious sunlight, along with the rising sun, undid the veil of the night and barged in violently, waking up the sleeping giant ape.

His gray eyes suddenly opened, spitting out gray divine light.

The giant ape waved its muscular arms and hit its chest, roaring at the sky.

As if announcing the arrival of a new day, the roar had just fallen.

The giant ape raised the bell hammer beside its hand and hammered it at the giant black bell.

The mighty bell chimes rippled as they spread to the rows of stone coffins behind them. The silent stone coffins seeped into the coffins and rang in the hearts of every person lying in the coffins, waking up the sleeping souls.

The moment the bell rang, Li Qing opened his pitch-black eyes. The " black snake " that was swimming around his mouth and nose quietly dissipated.

Li Qing blinked his eyes as if he was still reminiscing about last night's pink secret realm. Then, he quickly stood up, holding the bronze lamp in his left hand and hooking the basket on his back with his right hand. He carried it steadily on his back.

He opened the coffin door with ease and walked out. He raised his head and looked at the black clouds above his head.

Taking a deep breath of the morning air, he flew toward the mine cave like the wind.

A new day had begun!