Fen City. On a secluded country road.

A broken white van suddenly accelerated and hit a young man walking on the side of the road.

With a "bang", the young man flew high, folded three heels in the air, fell halfway up the hill with a snap, and then rolled down, and the van did not stop, and the blue smoke rolled up on the buttocks, and disappeared in an instant......

"Flickering", Mu Ping's eyes darkened, and then gradually became clearer, he opened his eyes, the dappled sunlight pierced, and he quickly closed them again.

"I'm still alive?!"

He slowly stretched out his senses, his head hurt, but he also found out clearly, and what entered the sea of consciousness was a green world.

"What is this place?"

With great difficulty, he propped himself up, turned his neck and reopened his eyes to look around, and found himself lying at the foot of a mountain, halfway up the hill with rocks and thorns. He sniffed with his nose pinched, and the sweet scent of ripe grass rushed into his nose. It is a flower and plant without a trace of spiritual power, but it is fragrant, quiet and comfortable, and it makes people lazy.

He let go of his pores and felt it, the air was mottled, and he could only feel a trace of aura, or rather, it was more appropriate that the aura was almost zero.

He suddenly realized that he must have come to a mortal world!

With a grin, he showed a wry smile.

But this smile touched the wound, and a heart-rending pain made him grin, and he gasped for breath.

He subconsciously glanced down at his body.

"No! this is not his original body!" He suddenly understood that he was reborn in a mortal body, and there was no reincarnation, and his heart was immediately happy, but he was not happy for a while, and then frowned.

Three ribs were broken, one of which had been pierced into the lungs, the front of the chest had collapsed three inches, the internal organs had been squeezed, and the spilled blood had clotted into fist-sized clots in the chest cavity. The wounds on the arms, legs, and stomach are turned over like a child's mouth, but fortunately, except for the fracture of the left arm, the leg bone is still intact. He hurriedly lifted his qi and used his Mu Yuan Qi, and what made him desperate was that he said that it was a big and small Zhou Tian, and there was no vitality in the dantian at all.

And the meridians are blocked, and there are blood clots inside.

"What are you doing, although rebirth is a good thing, it's too sad, this is simply a body that has not been cultivated, isn't it!"

plentiful

It was he who had lived for more than 2,100 years, and his mind had fully matured, but he was also dazed by everything in front of him, and suddenly he suddenly understood.

"Where is this body injured, it is clearly murdered, okay?"

Mu Pingyuan is a cultivator of the Xuan Demon Continent, and the Xuan Demon Continent is a star land that attaches equal importance to technology and cultivation, and its technological level exceeds that of other planets for at least five hundred years. And when he crossed the Nine Wood Transformation Immortal Tribulation, because the last tribulation thunder fell at the same time, coupled with a sneak attack by an enemy, his body was instantly shattered and caused a deflagration, and a trace of his remnant soul was attached to the Natal Flying Sword, and he escaped through the void.

Knowing that he had been reborn with the help of an ordinary person's body, Mu Ping's heart slowly calmed down. He knew that the top priority was to heal his wounds and then regain his strength......

At the same time, in a villa in Fencheng, a bald man in his thirties with a full face was sitting on a large sofa, with his legs crossed, shaking a goblet filled with half a glass of red wine in his right hand, and next to him sat a woman of twenty-five or sixteen, staring at a thin monkey-like man standing in front of him.

"So the kid is finished?"

The bald head took a shallow sip of wine, and looked coldly at the thin monkey three meters away in front of him.

"Fourth brother, it must be, I personally came out and saw with my own eyes that the kid was knocked down the mountain, and he must have died thoroughly. ”

"Hmm. ”

The bald head nodded.

"How's that woman?"

"Huh?" The distracted thin monkey was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly regained his respectful expression, "Fourth brother is talking about that woman? Don't worry, the brothers have already laid a net in Fencheng, and she will definitely not be able to escape." ”

"The brothers are gone, so what are you still doing here?"

There was a hint of coldness and boredom in the bald voice.

"Yes, fourth brother, the monkey will do it. ”

The thin monkey glanced at the woman next to him again, turned around, and staggered away.

"Giggles. ”

In less than three seconds, there was a bald head and a woman's laughter in the room, and the thin monkey who had just walked out of the door stiffened, paused slightly, and a trace of fierceness flashed on his face, but he only paused for less than a second, and appeared at the gate of the villa the next moment.

The sun is setting. The sky is full of clouds.

It had been six hours since Mu Ping woke up, and he sat on the ground, his limbs posing in a strange way

posture, has fallen into the middle of concentration. If you look closely, you will find that his external injuries have completely healed, the three broken ribs have been connected, the collapsed rib cage has returned to its original state, and except for the internal injuries, he looks like a normal person.

The reason why he was able to recover so quickly was not only because of his powerful divine sense, also known as spiritual power, but also because of the Nine Wood Divine Technique Exercises he cultivated. Although his physical body was destroyed, his spiritual power, which was comparable to that of the Mahayana Immortal Venerable, was retained, and the exercises he cultivated were even more beneficial to healing.

The cultivation of monks, in addition to the immortal yuan all over the body, is spiritual power, and without strong spiritual power, everything is in vain. Of course, there are also body refiners, but although Mu Ping has body refining techniques, he has never practiced, so he can't resist the terrifying thunder and the sneak attack of the masked monk.

If he is given another chance, he will have to refine his body, although it is very bitter, but it is better than falling.

Now I realized this, it was too late.

Mu Ping shook his head and threw away his unrealistic thoughts. I habitually went to dig out my storage ring, but it was empty all of a sudden.

Only then did I realize that my storage ring must have been destroyed, and the flying sword didn't know where it had been lost. His face was gloomy for a while, if he was in the Xuan Demon Continent, he said that this was injured, even if his physical body was destroyed, he could reshape it. But right now, he can only recover little by little by combing the meridians.

The night is as cool as water.

There was silence all around. The occasional cricket cry was quickly swallowed up by the boundless darkness, and a slightly earthy musty smell poured into Mu Ping's nasal cavity, making him unable to help but "Ahh

Under the inner view, the broken meridians in his body have been completely connected by him, and three of them have been opened, and under the operation of the Nine Wood Divine Technique, he can already feel a little bit of qi, and the external injuries have been completely healed, leaving only pale pink scars.

"Gollum!"

Suddenly, his stomach growled uncontrollably, and a flood of intense hunger rushed over him.

"This body is too weak!"

He smiled bitterly, his mental strength moved, and a piece of dry branch flew up and fell into his hand, he stumbled three times, removed the branches, and made a simple crutch, he held it in his right hand, and slowly stood up.

Suddenly, he was covered in a sense of danger, and ten meters away, a pair of eyes glowing green were staring at him.

(End of chapter)