Man is inherently dead, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai.

When Fang Cheng rushed into the sky with this thought, he suddenly vaguely saw Xiao Jingyu smiling at him.

After handing over the task of saving Chen Yuege to Anu before, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed all over his body.

So he rushed all the way into space, flying towards the red planet.

Fang Cheng found that the Vientiane True Qi in his body had even begun to boil, and the speed of operation exceeded the previous limit, reaching a new height.

But he knew that it was just a return to the light, the last moment of glory in his life.

rumble

At the moment when Fang Cheng was about to crash into the Immortal Sword Sect's war fortress, he directly dropped the nuclear bombs that originally belonged to countries such as the United States and Northern Europe carried in the folding space, and more than 18,000 nuclear bombs were detonated in an instant.

The moment the nuclear explosion opened the way and exploded the defensive formation, Fang Cheng rushed into the fortress of war without fear of death.

The internal structure of this war fortress is very different from the outside, like a combination of countless tiny gears.

Fang Cheng walked all the way along the internal passage unimpeded, and finally arrived at the deepest expeditionary combat headquarters.

Perhaps Li Xun's intelligence was wrong, they only arranged a vanguard and a landing expedition to invade the earth this time, both of which belonged to the non-powerful combat elite.

At this moment, they are in the process of an internal review meeting because of the heavy losses they have suffered from multiple snipers and sneak attacks.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

When Fang Cheng killed the two unlucky Ten Thousand Tribulation Cultivators, the people attending the meeting reacted and joined the battle one after another.

Fang Cheng, who was surrounded by many people, became more and more courageous, and began to fight for his life, abandoning all defenses and using all the true qi he could mobilize for attack.

Thundered

Fierce explosions continued to be heard inside the fortress, and countless gear parts broke through the limitations of the formation and scattered across the vast space, destroyed by fierce solar storms and high-energy particles.

This raid was very short, but also very heroic, and the red halo layer surrounding the war fortress began to crumble.

This means that there is a serious malfunction inside the war fortress and has begun to stop operating.

Observers on Earth were quick to report this information to the top of the government.

When Sun Shaoan and the others hurriedly walked out of the house, they found that the red moon in the sky was disappearing, and to be precise, the red light attached to the surface of the war fortress was dissipating.

Just ten minutes later, there was a pitch-black "moon" in the sky.

This day, eventually known as "Heroes' Day", commemorates the brave men who paid with their lives in this war.

And Fang Cheng has completely disappeared since then, no one knows where he went, only a few people speculate that all this has something to do with him.

As a result, the name of the hero fell on the disciples of the Vientiane Gate.

……

I don't know how long it took, maybe a thousand years, maybe 10,000 years.

When Fang Cheng woke up from a deep sleep, he felt some more cold liquid in his throat, making him almost unable to breathe.

Ahem, ahem

He coughed suddenly, squirting the liquid out of his throat, and the whole person immediately felt much more comfortable.

Then he suddenly realized something, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to find himself sitting cross-legged in a dark and damp cave dressed in a green robe.

The walls of the cave are pale yellow earth, and the mud is carved with several simple lines of self patterns, which are constantly exuding bursts of aura.

"Is this the Spirit Gathering Array?" for no apparent reason, such an idea came to his mind.

So he struggled to prop up his legs and moved against the wall in the direction of the breeze.

Tick, tick

The sound of water dripping came from the silent cave mansion, and Fang Cheng's originally somewhat impatient mood gradually adjusted.

"I'm alive. ”

It was the second thought that came to his mind.

Ten minutes later, Fang Chengzhong walked out of this somewhat dim cave and stood at the entrance of the cave.

He looked at it, but found that the place he was in was as high as a thousand meters above sea level, but there was not a trace of wind.

All the energy of the outside world was blocked by the formation set up at the entrance of the cave.

"It should be a high-level formation. ”

He had that idea again.

Fang Cheng tried to launch the end of the world once, but found that he had lost this ability, and a strange silver-white true qi in his body was running endlessly.

"What the hell is going on? Chen Yanqing!"

Fang Cheng tried to call him, but to no avail, and now he could only rely on himself.

"It seems that I have to re-practice the Vientiane Sutra to be the right path. ”

He thought about it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to abolish the true qi in his body and turn to the Vientiane True Sutra.

Walking back into the depths of the cave and finding a dry stone to sit cross-legged, Fang Cheng tried to recall the beginning of the Vientiane Sutra.

Fortunately, his super memory is still there, and the entire Vientiane Sutra of only tens of thousands of words keeps appearing in his mind, and finally transforms into a thick golden book.

Grunt

About two hours later, when Fang Cheng had successfully cultivated the first wisp of Vientiane True Qi, his empty abdomen finally made a protest sound.

"I don't know if there's anything else to eat. ”

With the idea of giving it a try, Fang Cheng got up and left the rock, looking for a moment in the dim cave mansion.

Fortunately, he was lucky enough to quickly find something similar to a package.

After unwrapping the package, he was greeted by a few pieces of dry food, along with a blue cover, a sutra book that was almost torn, a few sets of green clothes and a metal nameplate.

Fang Cheng picked up the metal nameplate and looked at it carefully, and found that there were several lines of juanxiu hieroglyphs engraved on it, and he happened to know this kind of writing.

[The disciple of the Dustless Sword Sect Luo Yingfeng, Chen Yanqing, has not been made in July of the year. 】

"How is this possible!"

Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment, he seemed to have traveled back to the Dustless Sword Sect forty thousand years ago.

And his current identity is Chen Yanqing, a disciple of Luoying Peak who has just started!

Although he knew that his previous life was Chen Yanqing, he didn't expect that he would one day travel to his previous life and become Chen Yanqing, who was in his twenties.

At this moment, he had just crossed the domain from his home planet, and it had been less than five years since he joined the Dustless Sword Sect, and his cultivation was acceptable, after all, he had excellent cultivation roots and talents.

Cultivate the four realms, metamorphosis mortal, real people, ten thousand tribulations, and earth immortals.

Although Fang Cheng's cultivation was unimpeded all the way, Chen Yanqing had spent thousands of years successfully ascending to the realm of earth immortals.

At this time, his cultivation is to transform into a mortal Qi Refining Realm, and he is about to become a real person in the near future, so this progress can already be called the first person in the history of Luoying Peak, so he can have an independent cultivation cave mansion, and he does not have to live under the peak with other disciples.