Bian Guanyue looked at the disappearing heroes one by one, with an obscure expression on her face as she watched the baptismal beam of light gradually become illusory. In this world, the moment of youth, in the great civilization, is like a beauty that ages and turns into loess.

At the same time, he knew that in Zhang Tu's sleep, for Zhang Tu, he was experiencing a monstrous fortune. This was a fortune that only the most brilliant geniuses of his era would enjoy. In order to face the increasingly tragic war situation, like a crooked technology tree, they created too many methods of rapid inheritance. In order to continue the inheritance, they paid too much.

And today is their last inheritance, the heavens teach the Tao.

At the time of the final battle, the highest and unreachable mountains in each field used their own way to engrave their Tao and Dharma in the way of the Great Dream, and these ethereal and vast heroic spirits are the final carrier of their inheritance.

However, due to different inheritances, or to put it another way, Zhang Tu may not remember anything after he wakes up, but at this time, his body contains huge treasures. He only needs to unlock the hidden treasures in his body step by step, and he can smelt hundreds of families and create his own glory.

Perhaps, the core of inheritance is to use oneself as firewood to ignite another glory.

Zhang Tu is like a dead tree regenerating, with unlimited vitality.

"Boom!"

The last heroic spirit also disappeared, and Bian Guanyue stood up straight. The tears on her face had long since disappeared. The original stubborn stone had been forged into a piece of rough jade, and he was the only craftsman who could carve it.

If Zhang Tu is their chosen son of destiny, then he is Zhang Tu's leader.

Zhang Tu fell heavily to the ground and opened his eyes in confusion, only to find that everything in front of him had changed drastically. The original miraculous ruins had disappeared, leaving only a stream, a simple stone bridge, and a thatched house not far away. Oh, by the way, the handsome boy Bian Guanyue was still there.

Seeing Zhang Tu falling from the sky, looking at herself in confusion and confusion, Bian Guanyue turned slightly, no longer looking directly at Zhang Tu, and said: "Ahem, okay, get up, go wash in the river and talk."

Zhang Tu found that he had fallen from the sky. Well, how did he get up?

But after hearing Bian Guanyue's words, he subconsciously got up and ran towards the stream. But when he got up, he suddenly discovered that his body was covered with thick blood scabs. Every time he made a move, pieces of blood scabs would fall off. Under the blood scabs, there was elastic skin, which was still "dark" as before, not as crystal clear as jade in his mind. This made him let out a sigh of relief.

After all, when I was a student, I was called "Mother!" because of my gentle voice and too delicate appearance.

Thinking of the protagonist in the novel, after receiving good fortune, he will become as crystal clear as jade, more delicate than women, and I don't want to continue to move closer in this direction.

Using his hands slightly, Zhang Tu felt the vigorous power in his body. He felt like he could eat a cow. He screamed subconsciously and wanted to scream, but his introverted character finally made him say "Hey hey hey..." with indescribable vulgarity and narrow-mindedness in his voice.

"Plop!"

Zhang Tu fell straight into the water. As he kept rinsing, he realized, where are my clothes?

Where is the belly that I have worked hard to support for more than ten years?