The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 2: Bandit
A wisp of true soul reincarnates and goes back in the long river of time.

Soon, the strange treasure in Zhang Huan's eyes vibrated, and a flash of light appeared in his mind, instantly connecting with the incarnation's consciousness.

[Darkness and turmoil, a catastrophe for all living beings in the universe. 】

[In the ancient times, the Void Emperor traveled alone for ten thousand years to confront the Forbidden Zone in order to stop the Forbidden Zone Supreme from causing chaos.]

[The avenue wailed, tears and sorrow became the pain of an era, the void fought to the death to protect the people, but he himself died young and slept forever in the starry sky. ]

[The life of the Great Emperor should have been full of lofty ambitions, with one path reigning supreme and all others submitting to him. But in the age of emptiness, there is only despair and tragedy, and a life full of suffering.]

An unknown small place in the eastern wilderness of Beidou, it is a desolate scene with loess hills and gullies as far as the eye can see.

After reading these words for the third time, Zhang Huan instantly got into the state.

Just like playing a dungeon, the start is exactly the same every time.

However, every simulation can be integrated into reality and become a part of ancient history.

Zhang Huan would simulate it as an alternative life.

[Ten thousand years after the death of the Void Emperor]

[The imperial way gradually dissipated, the environment of heaven and earth improved, and the cultivation of monks was no longer suppressed. Young talents emerged in an endless stream like mushrooms after rain, and began to compete for the new throne. ]

[You traveled through time to become a strong man who broke into the secret realm of the Wheel Sea when he was over fifty years old. He has unlimited potential and is expected to compete for the Heart of Heaven in the future! ]

Iron hooves clattered, yellow sand filled the sky, and a group of people riding black horses blocked the entrance of the village, looking ferociously at the dozens of men, women, old and young who were kneeling in front of them, with sharp swords flashing.

The incarnation is a leader in the local Black Wind Village, and he is collecting the annual fee as usual.

"Master Bandit! I will be your concubine, and you can let the villagers in our village go. I beg you."

A pretty girl of about seventeen or eighteen grabbed Zhang Huan's legs, tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks as she pleaded with tears in her eyes.

"Give our village a few more days to recover. We will hand over the principal and interest to the bandit."

The village chief came up trembling to complain, his smiling face looking as ugly as if he had eaten bitter melon.

Every now and then, a group of bandits from the Black Wind Village would come and ask for annual fees, but they would ask for more even after paying.

Every time the villagers save a little, they have to hand it over to these beasts!
Zhang Huan listened to the village chief's complaints with an expressionless face, then waved his hand, signaling his younger brothers to come over.

Seeing this, the village chief's face turned pale instantly, his whole body trembled, he knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed repeatedly.

The yellow-haired man at the side took a look at Zhang Huan's face and couldn't help but smile evilly. He drew the knife across his shoulder and was ready to kill at any time.

Before he could figure out how to deal with these disobedient villagers, a sharp cold light flashed and split him in half.

While others were not paying attention, Zhang Huan slashed a few more times with his unparalleled power. Golden particles covered the blade, as if it were alive!

The horses neighed, and in a moment more than a dozen people fell silent.

"These horses are for you. Leave here, take some valuables with you, and live in the city."

After wiping the blood-stained blade, Zhang Huan dismounted and helped up the girl and others.

"Thank you, Immortal Master. I will work like a slave for you in my next life to repay your kindness."

The villagers knelt down to express their gratitude.

"I will teach you a technique. If you practice well, you can become an immortal master in the future and have the power to protect yourself."

He used his divine power to write hundreds of words on the cloth, and the horse broke free from its reins, neighing loudly and running towards the horizon at an extremely fast speed.

These black-scaled horses are good horses that can run hundreds of miles a day. If there is a city a thousand miles away, you can reach it in two days by riding.

After they started living a new life there, the bandits from Black Wind Village dared not to attack them anymore.

Zhang Huan had experienced the same situation twice before, so he was familiar with it. The horse traveled hundreds of miles a day, passing through mountains, rivers and lakes. At midnight, it had already left the sphere of influence of the Black Wind Village.

Zhang Huan found a cave with ease, activated a secret mechanism inside, and entered a secret realm.

In his previous life, for a fragment of the origin technique, Zhang Huan chose to confront the Black Wind Village head-on, and accidentally discovered this place while being chased.

I thought that with the help of what the powerful man had left behind, I could kill the mysterious strong man sent by the sect behind Black Wind Village.

But who knew that Zhang Huan's aptitude was too poor and he didn't know the key points. He spent all his resources but failed to make a breakthrough. In the end, he was trapped and died in the secret realm. He had no choice but to choose to start over.

"Drawing Spirits Back to One"

It leads directly to the secret realm of Xiantai, which was left by an ancient great power. His method of transforming Yin into Yang and Yang into Yin is unpredictable and hard to defeat.

This ancestor was no ordinary person. He evolved according to the way of nature, and turned from good to evil. In a short time, he made progress like a god and broke through many great realms.

As if to fulfill Zhang Huan's words, there was no written record of the founder of the martial arts technique, and he disappeared silently in ancient history, leaving only a legacy.

Magical skills are divided into primary and secondary. Secondary magical skills are the medium for absorbing qualifications for cultivation. Practitioners will also benefit from them, and it will become easier to practice in a short period of time.

But they are all illusions. Once you start to use the magic skills, you will become a worker. Your spiritual energy will be lost all the time. At least two or three tenths will be sucked away, and you will fall several levels at the very least.

Practitioners of main magic skills benefit the most, as they can enjoy the feedback from other practitioners at any time and advance as fast as a rocket. The stronger the aptitude and the higher the realm, the more benefits they will get from practicing secondary skills.

Although it is a magical skill, Zhang Huan is not very averse to it. If used well, it can be a magical skill that can reach the sky.

This is the skill that Zhang Huan taught the villagers just now!

In order to help them deliberately, Zhang Huan's plan was also put on the agenda.

I still remember that in the first life, the girl who held Zhang Huan accidentally entered the Tao soon after and showed the extraordinary talent of a natural Taoist.

The great emperor Xi Huangmu of the past had this kind of physique. She was born close to immortals and had affinity with the great Dao. Her speed in cultivation was simply unparalleled.

Soon, the girl razed the Black Wind Village to the ground. The village chief’s cultivation was at the late stage of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, and he couldn’t even last three moves!
The gang scattered like birds and beasts, but Zhang Huan escaped the disaster because he ran fast, and thus became a free cultivator.

A few years later, there were rumors that this woman did not want to be blackmailed and cut off all blood ties. At such a young age, she was deep-minded and decisive, and her future was limitless.

It's a pity that the genius died young. She has no school or sect, and unlike Ye Fan, she is not able to turn danger into safety and act like a protagonist.

Knowing the girl's physique in this life, Zhang Huan would never miss such an opportunity.

Slowly promote the fusion of the two energies and gradually activate the magic power through specific routes.

A few days later, Zhang Huan woke up from meditation with a ruddy complexion.

Based on the invisible clues, Zhang Huan determined that there was already a cultivator who was practicing a sub-method, and it was none other than the girl who was observing the magic skills that day.

As expected of a congenital Dao fetus, he cultivated magic skills so quickly that he broke into the sea of ​​​​wheels in just a few days!

As the days and nights alternated, Zhang Huan's heart heaved as he felt his body shrink.

This magic skill is indeed powerful and has the effect of improving one's aptitude. Zhang Huan clearly felt that his aptitude had improved by more than a little.

In just a few days, Zhang Huan reached the peak of his life that he had never reached before.

The progress was countless times faster than the several years of hard practice in the first life.

The speed was so fast that Zhang Huan couldn't believe it. After he came to his senses, he couldn't stop.

This evil path has no bottleneck at all. If you continue to practice it, you can look forward to a bright future!
Even if there are some side effects, they seem secondary given such high returns.

Now that he is practicing magic skills, he will soon be able to advance to the next level, step into the Fountain of Life, and become a true cultivator!

(End of this chapter)