Kongtong Mountain

The setting sun shoots out beams of golden light, shining on the undulating peaks, and under the illumination of the glow, the sky is reflected red and golden. The clouds seemed to be dressed in a new orange dress, and the whiskers turned pale red again, and there were no colors, only the dreamy red, orange and yellow remained in the white sky that refused to leave.

The flawless sunset seems to render a colorful ink painting, the red is like the flush on the human face, unpredictable.

The surface of the river shines like a layer of red agate under the red glow, and a refreshing wind blows in the face, caressing people's bodies and soothing tense nerves.

At this time, on a cliff, in the misty mist, there was a small courtyard of thatched huts.

"Master, is this the trick 'Hanging Seal in the Air'?" a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy gestured on the ground with a Qimen blade in his hand, and asked the old man beside him from time to time.

The old man was dressed in a simple cloth robe, with three long beards under his chin, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones.

He couldn't stop nodding and smiling, and said, "The right arm is raised two inches, and the foot is retracted by half an inch." ”

"Yes, Master. The young man took his cultivation very seriously, adjusted his posture according to his words, and then practiced over and over again.

"Apprentice, you have to go out to do something for the teacher, you practice seriously at home, and when you are bored, you will play with Ah Huang, don't go out and walk around." ”

The old man said, "The world is sinister, if you get lost as a child, Master can't stand your parents!"

The young man said honestly, "Yes, Master." ”

"Well, good boy. The old man smiled and threw out a flying sword, stepped forward, and in an instant, the flying sword turned into a silver light and disappeared into the light on the horizon.

"When will I be able to fly with a sword like Master?"

The boy's eyes were full of longing.

Watching Master's back gradually disappear, he suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

The old man's name is Zhang Jue, he is one of the few Jindan powerhouses in China, he was led by his master to embark on the road of cultivation since he was a child, and after many hardships and many deaths, he finally became a Jindan powerhouse. In recent decades, he shook a country with one person, defeated and killed hundreds of foreign masters, and protected the Chinese people from the incursion of other countries.

He was called the "Guardian of Patriotism" by the high-level of China.

Of course, his fame only spreads among the top leaders of various countries, and ordinary people do not know anything about it.

He had a close relationship with the top management of Huaxia, and this time he was invited by an old friend to see a doctor.

"Well, the pills are almost used, and when I come back from Lao Zhang, I have to retreat and practice a few furnaces. Also, I feel like I'm about to break through to the Yuan Infant, and I haven't reached the Yuan Infant Period, after all, I am a mortal fetus in the flesh......"

Thinking about it, he suddenly saw a jetliner coming towards him, the old man was taken aback, and hurriedly pressed the flying sword to avoid the plane.

A little girl in the plane was looking out and suddenly exclaimed, "Mommy, Mommy, look! There's a superhuman grandfather flying in the sky." ”

A beautiful woman in her thirties smiled and touched the little girl's head, and said, "How can there be any superman, those are all fairy tales, Xiaomei, you have to know how to distinguish the difference between fairy tales and reality......"

"Look! there's a guy flying there!"

"Really, it's still a white-bearded old man. ”

"That's a fairy, don't offend the fairy. ”

"Ahh

"What a shining meteor, look at that trail so beautiful. ”

The beautiful woman heard the exclamations of many people on the plane, and hurriedly looked out the window, only to see a bright meteor dragging a long trail, crashing into an old man flying in the air.

The old man's face was full of astonishment, swallowed by the light of the meteor, and finally disappeared.

The meteor still roared down towards the ground, leaving only the plane still flying according to the established route.

The crowd on the plane was shocked and agitated.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the old man's last picture, and the picture seemed to be frozen at a certain moment.

It turned out that the old man was trying to avoid the passenger plane, but he was coincidentally hit by an extraterrestrial meteorite, and his soul returned to the sky.

"His grandmother's, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm the first Jindan powerhouse to be killed by a meteorite, fortunately...... Luckily no one knew......"

Then the old man fell into darkness, and his consciousness gradually fell into silence.

How did he know that many people on the plane had already filmed this scene.

When he was young, the news of the disappearance of Zhang Jue, a strong man in Huaxia Jindan, caused a sensation at the top of the world......

......

It was quiet, only the rustling of the wind and the sound of falling leaves.

"It's so suffocating, suffocating me!" Zhang Jue felt that it was difficult to breathe, it felt like he was choked for the first time when he learned to swim, he waved his arms vigorously, and felt a wet and soft feeling on his hands.

"What is this?"

After rowing for a long time, Zhang Jue finally sat up, he raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that the surrounding was Xiaoxiao falling wood, and the autumn mood was strong.

Suddenly, he smelled a smell of blood at the end of his nose, and when he looked left and right, he saw an arm peeking out of the dirt, and his fingers were white and bloodstained, which was very terrifying.

Zhang Jue was startled, only to find that he was also sitting in the dirt.

"What's the matter? Someone buried themselves alive!"

Zhang Jue is a strong man in the Jindan period, and he actually fell into the way of others and was buried alive, is this worth it? Who is so bold and dares to deal with himself, the one who was killed last month...... Are the relatives and friends of the strong man in the early stage of the old beauty Jindan, the recent enemies seem to be this one, if you count further, it will be too much.

"Oh, that's not right......"

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be dodging the plane when he was hit by an extraterrestrial meteorite.

"Could it be that he didn't die, but was smashed to the ground?"

It's possible. After all, he is a Jindan powerhouse, and the strength of his body is comparable to alloy steel, how can he fall easily?

"Here comes the sword!"

Zhang Jue called out, and the flying sword that was originally connected to his bloodline did not move at all at this time. I felt it in my body and screamed bitterly.

"Moli! Where's my Moli Flying Sword?"

Zhang Jue was a little flustered, Mo Li Flying Sword had followed him since he built the foundation, and he had been raised by him for more than fifty years, just like his own siblings, but at this time, Mo Li was gone!

"Ah, this is...... My hands!"

Only then did he realize that his hands had become smaller, his skin was delicate, and when he looked at his body, he was clearly a teenager!

"I'm getting younger...... What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Jue was dizzy for a long time before slowly accepting such a fact.

It seems that I still haven't escaped a catastrophe, I heard that there are people who have cultivated to the highest level and can get out of reincarnation when they encounter a bottleneck, could it be that I am also a reincarnated body? Although I don't know how it came to be like this, it seems to be ...... Only this explanation can make sense.

Someone's coming!

Zhang Jue suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, the sound was chaotic, and there were a lot of people.

He suddenly became vigilant, and was buried in the soil for some reason, with this pile of corpses by his side, and anyone would be more careful.

Zhang Jue hurriedly lay back in the soil and buried himself, leaving only one nostril to breathe.

Footsteps are getting closer.

"Young master, young master, the old slave is late, the old slave is sorry for the young master......"

An old voice sounded, and then he felt that someone around him was picking up the dirt with his hands, and soon, the dirt on Zhang Jue's face was brushed away.

"Young master, it's really young master......" This time the voice was a crisp girl's voice.

"Quickly carry the young master out!" said the old voice from earlier.

Three or four people responded, and then Zhang Jue felt that his body was light, so he was dragged out of the soil and put on a stretcher. A soft and slippery palm grabbed his wrist and probed his pulse, and then the girl's surprised voice said: "The young master still has a pulse, and he is not dead yet." ”

"Really, the young master is not dead?"

"Great, the young master is still alive. ”

"Hurry back to the doctor. ”

With a messy sound, Zhang Jue was quickly carried away, I don't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes that seemed to be staring at him.

After all, Zhang Jue's cultivation in his previous life was extremely high, and although he became a young man at this time, the intuition of danger that he had cultivated all year round was still there.

"This coma has to pretend to be a little longer and see how it goes. Hey, this rebirth is buried alive and hostile again, and I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of disasters......"

Thinking about it, I don't know if he was too tired after being reincarnated or being buried alive for too long, he actually fell asleep.