In a scorched mountain forest, a young man laboriously climbed up the mountain.
Rosen, a modern Transmigrator. In this life, Rosen was born into an ordinary farming family in Luo Family Village, and his name was given to him by Old scholar from the neighboring Village.
He had two older brothers, Rohan and Rodam, but his second brother died young, leaving only him and his eldest brother to depend on each other.
He had thought about using his modern knowledge to secure an official position for himself, or to make a small fortune by manufacturing glass soap or something similar.
However, it was regrettable that the reigning emperor was the Zhu emperor, who had driven out the Mongol Yuan.
Being an official in the court was no different from walking a tightrope.
To quote a famous saying from a historical Transmigrator, Zhu Yuanzhang's official position was something even a dog wouldn't take.
As for glass soap, if he brought it out today, someone would wipe out his entire family for the secret recipe tomorrow.
However, Rosen also had a Space-Time Transmigration System in his mind, though he didn't know what it was for.
This Space-Time Transmigration System displayed Rosen's basic attributes.
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Host: Rosen.
Combat strength: 10.
Remaining Lifespan: 55.
Space-Time Points: 0.
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Rosen had studied the function of this System for over a decade but still hadn't figured it out.
The System seemed useless, so Rosen's life ambition shifted from bringing peace to all generations to living a peaceful life.
His parents had passed away, and he was raised by his eldest brother, Rohan.
A few days ago, Rosen saw a strange object fall in the mountains, which then caused a mountain fire that burned for several days.
It was only after a heavy rain last night that the mountain fire was extinguished.
So, early this morning, Rosen immediately ran into the mountains. He wanted to know what exactly had fallen there; at least, it didn't look like a meteorite.
The mountain forest along the way was all plant ash, some places were still smoking, and mist was everywhere. Rosen covered his mouth and nose and continued deeper into the mountains.
After several hours of walking through the mountains, Rosen finally saw a large crater on the slope ahead.
Rosen immediately quickened his pace and approached the crater.
Suddenly, Rosen's pupils constricted because, in the large crater, a dark grey flying saucer with a diameter of over twenty meters lay obliquely.
This was definitely not a product of this era, nor was it from Earth.
The flying saucer was severely damaged, and its hatch was open.
After a brief hesitation, Rosen began to climb into the hatch.
Inside the hatch, Rosen saw an alien creature that looked very similar to a lizard person.
He must have died before the flying saucer crashed, or perhaps this was why the flying saucer crashed.
However, Rosen noticed that there were Ten Rings on both arms of this lizard person.
After a brief hesitation, Rosen stepped forward and removed the rings one by one from the lizard person's arms.
After putting one ring on his arm, a voice immediately rang in his mind.
[The original owner has died, the energy ring has re-recognized its Master, Mental Energy is compatible, beginning energy ring symbiosis, symbiosis complete.]
The next moment, Rosen developed a kind of mental resonance with the energy ring.
At the same time, the other nine rings floated up, suspending themselves around Rosen.
Rosen's mind felt like it had exploded. This... these were the Ten Rings!! This is the Marvel Universe!
Rosen raised his arms, and the nine rings each slipped onto his arms, five on each side.
These Ten Rings automatically contracted and expanded, perfectly fitting Rosen's arms.
Moreover, Rosen could make them large or small as he wished.
In the Marvel movies, the original Master of these Ten Rings was Mandarin, and the Ten Rings could grant the user superhuman strength, energy blasts, and longevity.
However, after mentally resonating with the Ten Rings, Rosen also understood that it wasn't the Ten Rings that granted the user longevity, but rather the user needed to continuously supply the Ten Rings with energy for them to maintain the user's longevity.
The two sides were mutually supportive; when the user was weak, the Ten Rings gave the user energy, and when the user became strong, they would in turn feed energy back to the Ten Rings.
Rosen opened the System panel and checked his attributes, seeing that his Combat strength had changed from the original 10 to 110, and his lifespan had changed from the original 55 to 255.
It must be said, this was a rare treasure; his Combat strength had actually increased so much.
Rosen began to rethink his future path.
Leaving aside other things, to achieve longevity, he first needed to provide the Ten Rings with ample energy.
With his current standard of living, he couldn't even eat his fill, let alone provide energy to the Ten Rings.
Currently, he still needed the Ten Rings to provide him with energy.
And in the Ten Rings movie, Mandarin could live for several hundred years, which indicated that increasing one's own Combat strength could extend one's lifespan.
However, since this was the Marvel Universe, he had to plan carefully.
Upon returning home, Rosen immediately came clean with his eldest brother.
"Big brother, I plan to go out for a while." Rosen looked at the slightly short, dark-skinned farmer in front of him.
Rohan took over the family when he was twelve, and Rosen was three that year.
Because of Rosen's burden, Rohan had not yet married a wife.
The family was already poor, and there was also a burden.
Rosen felt sorry for his big brother, but only by going out and learning skills would he have a better chance to take care of Rohan in the future.
Rohan had just returned from the fields and looked at Rosen in surprise.
"Why do you want to go out? Is the family short on food or drink for you?"
"Big brother, I'm going to be a servant in a wealthy family, planning to climb into the Miss's bed at night, make a fait accompli, then seize their family property, and finally bring you over in glory to enjoy life."
"Oh, little brother, I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death."
"My mind is made up. If I can't make a name for myself, I won't come back."
"You probably won't be able to come back." Rohan looked troubled: "You really have to go out?"
"Yes."
Rohan sighed and silently pulled out a cloth bag from under the bed. He opened the cloth bag, and inside were several pieces of broken silver, probably two or three taels' worth.
"Don't starve yourself when you're out. Come back when the money runs out."
"Alright." Rosen never thought about starving himself.
Once he left the Village entrance, the sky was high for birds to fly, and the sea was wide for fish to roam.
Rosen did not look back at Rohan, walking resolutely into the distance.
In the Marvel Universe, the places Rosen could think of that could provide him with Cultivation were only Kunlun Mountain and Kamar-Taj.
Kunlun Mountain Holy Land is the ancestral land of Qi Refining, where Qi Refiners arm themselves, and Rosen himself was not clear to what extent they could cultivation.
Kamar-Taj is the birthplace of white magic, and the vishanti book records all white magic in the World.
At the same time, Kamar-Taj also houses the darkhold, which is the opposite of the vishanti book, recording all evil magic in the World.
Rosen thought for a moment and still decided that his first stop would be Kunlun Mountain Holy Land, as he still had a lot of time.
There were still good people in this World. Along the way, Rosen met many kind people who were willing to provide travel expenses.
Rosen formed deep friendships with them, especially after he opened their hearts.
The Ten Rings granted Rosen great power, but Rosen could also clearly feel that the energy of the Ten Rings was decreasing.
After a month of arduous travel, Rosen finally arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.
At this time, dozens of kilometers around the Kunlun Mountain range were desolate, with no trace of human activity.
The Kunlun Mountain range stretches for 2,500 kilometers, with dozens of peaks of varying sizes. Rosen did not know which mountain the Qi Refiners were on, or if there were any special means to conceal their mountain gate.
So Rosen could only search mountain by mountain. Life in the mountains was not just difficult; there were huge risks everywhere.
Besides the wild beasts that roamed the mountains, there was also the thin air at high altitudes and a climate of minus twenty to thirty degrees Celsius.
On this day, Rosen hunted a deer in the mountains and was about to skin and butcher it on the spot to satisfy his hunger.
Suddenly, he heard a long howl. Rosen recognized that the howl was made by a human.
Moreover, the sound was long and distant, seeming to contain some kind of Divine Power.
Rosen dropped the deer, channeled the energy within the Ten Rings, and rushed in the direction of the sound.
The terrain here was rugged, with strange rock formations. A slight misstep could cause a landslide, but Rosen had been searching for several months and now couldn't afford to be so careful.
If he couldn't find the entrance to Kunlun Mountain, he would have to go to Kamar-Taj to study.
As he ran, Rosen saw a cluster of buildings in the snowy expanse ahead.
The buildings featured carved railings and jade pillars, vermilion columns, and a blue stone Heavenly Staircase that stretched up from the foot of the mountain. White jade tiles adorned the walls, and the accumulated snow below was like clouds, supporting the palace above, as if a Heavenly Palace had descended to the mortal World.
Rosen slowed his steps, each one solemn and deliberate.
He ascended the blue stone steps and arrived at the entrance of the building complex.
The entrance was a tall white jade archway, adorned with Dragons and Phoenixes vying for glory, as well as the sun, moon, and stars.
"Junior Rosen from Luo Family Village, Kaiyuan County, has come to Kunlun Mountain to seek knowledge."
After a while, a white-haired Old Daoist in a robe walked out from within the mountain gate. The Old Daoist held a whisk, surrounded by an ethereal mist, and his gaze was like a torch. He stood on the white jade steps, looking down at Rosen.
"What do you seek?"
"I seek the Dao of freedom, to strengthen my body and temper my spirit."
"Can it be for the common people of the World?" the Old Daoist asked again.
"No, only for myself."
"Then leave. My Kunlun Mountain only teaches the Dao for the common people."
"Damn, hypocritical." Rosen muttered, then turned and left.
"You are free to come and go in my Kunlun Mountain, but I have refused you entry, and you speak presumptuously. With such a Heart-Nature, teaching you the Dao would only bring disaster to a region in the future."
"You care about the common people, so why don't you go yourself? Don't you like it?"
"This Master... this Old Man is advanced in years."
"Ambition is not limited by age."
"This Old Man's legs are not convenient."
"There's an Old scholar in my hometown Village who recites classics every day. He had a son late in life and insisted that his son become a Top Scholar, saying, 'I'm doing all this for your own good.'"
"You are an incorrigible blockhead! People like you disgrace the reputation of my Kunlun Mountain!"
"Ah, yes, yes, everything you say is correct. Your Kunlun Mountain is just like those Confucian scholars, shouting slogans to the heavens, but in reality, only knowing how to shout slogans. When the Mongol Yuan brought disaster to a region, I didn't see you descend the mountain to eliminate evil and bring peace. When the common people suffered, I didn't see you descend the mountain to donate a single grain of rice. When you saw corrupt officials, I didn't see you eliminate harm for the people. You probably even went up to socialize with them. I came here just to learn a means of self-preservation, but you insist that I become a great hero who saves the World. You yourselves haven't done these things, yet you demand that I do them. I am not worthy to enter your high-minded sect."
After speaking, Rosen spat, looking at the Old Daoist with disdain.
"You... Pfft..." The Old Daoist coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood, staining his robe red. He swayed, then collapsed weakly to the ground.
Rosen raised his hand and gave an international friendly gesture, then turned and walked away.
If this Old Man gets seriously ill from anger, don't blame me.
Rosen was too lazy to be hypocritically polite with such an old-fashioned sect.
This was like some parents who always wanted their children to become someone, and who insisted that their sons grow up according to their own ideals, even though they couldn't achieve those things themselves.
Rosen had just reached the foot of the mountain when he suddenly saw a burly man blocking his way. The man was surrounded by a layer of white clear Qi.
"Wu Kui of Kunlun Mountain Shang Qi, please enlighten me." The burly man had already assumed a starting stance.
Rosen took a deep breath. What was this? Settling scores after the autumn harvest?
"Kaiyuan County, Rosen, please enlighten... Huh... Why are you here again?" Rosen looked behind Wu Kui.