Fantasy: I became the patriarch of the sect at the beginning

"Is he Zuo Zhou?"

Ye Qing looked at the young man not far away, and frowned slightly.

"Well, this is the beginning of his fortune."

"Ninth attempt to break through, failed.

People always say that hard work will pay off, but in my opinion, this is probably the most ridiculous lie.

Otherwise, why am I still standing still today? "

Before that, Zuo Zhou once regarded this sentence as the truth.

But today, he really wanted to give up.

In a dim, dilapidated wooden house, Zuo Zhou was sitting at the table, writing down the breakthrough record stroke by stroke.

As recorded, this is already the ninth time he has failed to break through. In three years, he has never stepped into the next level.

During this period, he also tried countless methods, and was once on the verge of death, but he still did not give up.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Very ordinary, even clumsy talent, made his practice road bumpy.

Not only that.

The ostracism from fellow students and the coldness from the elders made things worse and made it even more difficult.

Standing up slowly, Zuo Zhou let out a long sigh.

Close the note and push open the door.

In my mind, countless memory fragments flashed back, and before I knew it, I had been in Tianwuzong for five years.

The ridiculous thing is that in the past five years, no one has ever made friends with Zuo Zhou, and no elder has ever been willing to give him advice.

Unfortunately, Tianwuzong has an unwritten rule that within seven years of entering the sect, those who have not confirmed a breakthrough or made outstanding contributions to the sect will be kicked out of the sect.

Can understand.

After all, no matter where you are, you don't want to waste money and raise a bunch of waste.

But ah, but...

Zuo Zhou gave a self-deprecating wry smile, as if he was confiding, but also as if he was muttering to himself, "My talent is not something I can decide..."

There is no way, practice is against the sky, the competition is harsh, and classmates and friends may also run counter to each other, not to mention such an inconspicuous little character as Zuo Zhou.

However, Zuo Zhou is not reconciled!
It is often said that people do not distinguish between high and low, so why talk about class?

However, if there is no difference, then what's the matter with my low-grade spiritual root of three inches and two cents?

Even, just two points away, Zuo Zhou will be able to step into the middle-grade spiritual root.

But God, that's how good fortune tricks people.

Before he knew it, Zuo Zhou had stepped up to a valley in Tianwu Sect.

Here, apart from the kung fu pavilion and residence, Zuo Zhou most often set foot here.

Every time he has something on his mind, Zuo Zhou comes here to let it out wantonly.

This sounds cowardly, but at Zuo Zhou's level, there is no other way.

Arriving in a familiar environment, Zuo Zhou found a tree trunk and sat down, looking at the gurgling water under his feet, he couldn't help but wander off.

At this moment, Zuo Zhou's attention was attracted by the flashing black shadow in the running water.

By coincidence, Zuo Zhou jumped into Xiaohe with a plop, and after a lot of tossing, he finally picked up the black shadow.

It was a box made of unknown material, and it shook slightly, as if there was something inside.

"Perhaps, this is something that fell upstream, so let's return it."

Zuo Zhou stuffed the box into his bosom and walked upstream.

But until the end of the road, Zuo Zhou still disappeared.

So, Zuo Zhou moved his mind.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Zuo Zhou pried open the box with great effort, only to find that there was nothing else in it except a book.

"What is "Mystery of Mountains and Seas"?"

Taking out the book, turning it over and looking at it, Zuo Zhou didn't find anything suspicious, and there was no mystery on the box.

But soaking in the river water without getting wet, how could this "Mystery of Mountains and Seas" be an ordinary thing?
Maybe, there is the key to help Zuo Zhou break through!
At this thought, Zuo Zhou was overjoyed, and quickly stuffed "Mystery of Mountains and Seas" into his arms, and started to walk towards the residence.

However, just as Zuo Zhou was about to leave, he tripped over a tree root and fell into the mud.

"Sigh~"

Seeing the blood fainting in an instant, Zuo Zhou called it unlucky.

Struggling to get up, the skin on the knee was scratched, and the pain was burning.

But now, Zuo Zhou has no time to take care of these.

Taking out the "Secrets of Mountains and Seas" from his arms, Zuo Zhou heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there was no serious problem, except for a little dirt.

Zuo Zhou brushed off the dust, staring at the book like a baby.

But from the wound on the palm, another drop of blood fell on the "Secrets of Mountains and Seas".

Just when Zuo Zhou was about to wipe it off, an accident happened!
I see!

A blinding white light flashed, and Zuo Zhou became dizzy for a while!
When he regained his composure, it seemed as if he was in an alien world!

In front of him were countless strange beasts, auspicious beasts, roaring past him!

There was even a strange beast with a body like a bull and a one-horn on its head, charging straight towards Zuo Zhou!

Seeing this scene, Zuo Zhou quickly turned around to dodge, but was surprised to find that the strange beast passed through his body directly!
"This is how the same thing…"

When I couldn't figure it out, the illusion dissipated, and it was still the familiar dense forest.

But the "Secrets of Mountains and Seas" in Zuo Zhou's hand disappeared without a trace!

"It happened!"

After experiencing the scene just now, Zuo Zhou became more and more sure that this "Mystery of Mountains and Seas" was definitely not an ordinary person, so he hurriedly searched for it.

But as the old saying goes, the house leaks happen to rain all night.

Pushing aside the bushes, what came into view was not "Mystery of Mountains and Seas", but a three-meter-long eye-catching white-fronted tiger!

Seeing this scene, Zuo Zhou's heart stopped suddenly!
When did monsters appear in this valley?

Moreover, I don't know anything about it!
Seeing it, the eye-catching white-fronted tiger clawed away the bloody, unclear corpse, and walked slowly towards Zuo Zhou. Zuo Zhou had no choice but to endure the discomfort, and turned to run away!

There's no way, the difference in strength between the two sides is nothing short of cloud and mud, even with Zuo Zhou's chivalrous martial arts cultivation, it's not enough to put this eye-catching white-fronted tiger between his teeth!
But at this moment, a strange voice suddenly appeared in Zuo Zhou's mind.

"Split-clawed tiger, a third-order monster, can crush rocks with strength, and is as fast as the wind."

"Who! Who's talking!"

In a panic, Zuo Zhou staggered and fell into the river, but the eye-catching white-fronted tiger was able to swim, and jumped down with a plop.

Seeing this picture, Zuo Zhou frowned.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Zuo Zhou took out a flying sword, squeezed out a drop of blood, and awakened the flying sword!
This is his reward for winning the championship in the small competitions of the sect a few years ago. It is a one-time consumable, and the sword can launch a full blow equivalent to a third-rank magic weapon!
He has been reluctant to use it, but today, it has become his hole card!
So, taking advantage of the eye-catching white-fronted tiger not paying attention, Zuo Zhou threw the flying sword, and quickly approached it, piercing the eye-catching white-fronted tiger's chest!
One hit kill!