"What about the spy?" The leader of the heavenly soldiers came in the rain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"I've been beaten down!" The rain was so heavy that the expression on Yan Hanwen's face was indistinguishable.

"Didn't you say that you would catch the spy alive and then interrogate it? How can you knock her into the sky? The leader of the Heavenly Soldiers was furious and prepared to go down to search.

"No need." Yan Hanwen stopped, his voice suddenly becoming low and cold, like the disdain of a wolf's deep throat.

Why is that? Don't you ask the mastermind behind the scenes? A sense of foreboding rose in the heart of the leader of the Heavenly Soldiers.

The other twenty heavenly soldiers looked at Yan Hanwen's vague and bleak figure, and they also felt that something was wrong.

The rain is getting too much, and it is pouring into a river.

The corners of Yan Hanwen's mouth smiled slyly behind Xiao Xiaoyu's background, and he laughed wildly like a death knell: "Hahaha, I am the mastermind behind the scenes!" ”

"What?" As soon as the eyes of the leader of the Heavenly Soldiers showed surprise, his neck felt cold, and the next second, the frightened expression on his face and his body split apart, and his head fell off instantly!

One of the heavenly soldiers closest to the leader of the Heavenly Soldiers saw the terrifying scene in front of him, and raised his King Kong fork and stabbed at Yan Hanwen.

Yan Hanwen glanced at it like a ghost, and flashed quickly twenty times in the heavy rain, and those heavenly soldiers had their necks cold, and their heads fell towards the confused mountains and dangerous peaks under their feet with the rain.

"Hahaha!" Yan Hanwen looked at the twenty-one headless corpses in front of him, laughed wildly, and then squeezed his right hand tightly in the air, and those corpses instantly charred, fell apart, and were scattered by the rain between heaven and earth.

Half an hour later, the rain gradually became lighter, and then stopped, and the clear and turquoise dangerous peaks of Mount Emei, like a delicate girl, stood silently on the vast land, turning everything she saw into damp and thick smoke, drifting to the sky with the wind.

Not long after, the sunlight penetrated from the thick fog clouds, and swayed lightly and lazily on the dangerous peak of the highest and closest clouds in the sky of Mount Emei. Halfway up the mountain, there happened to be a short boy about 1.5 meters tall, who looked mediocre, with small eyes and a nose on a round face, and thick lips like a child. But the dirty white background purple and blue pattern Taoist robe on his body made him look less mediocre, like a famous Taoist somewhere.

The little Taoist priest slept in the muddy water, and the leaves next to him kept dripping with cold rain and dew, and finally he was awakened by the icy mountain mist. So he rubbed his little eyes with his hand full of mud, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, so he held his head again and pressed it tightly, and it took a long time to gradually ease.

"Where am I?" The little Taoist priest looked around in confusion, glanced around and then looked at himself, and was suddenly surprised, what is the matter with the clothes on my body?

Before, I was obviously wearing a silver armor, and I pointed to the broad-diameter broadsword of General Fu, but now the knife is gone, and even my clothes have changed.

The little Taoist priest hurriedly got up from the ground, and found that his chest was suddenly very light, and the double full burden was gone! He immediately looked for the belt to untie his clothes, and looked straight at his white, somewhat fat chest and looked, oh my God! This is a man's body!

After a while, the little Taoist priest remembered something again, hurriedly untied his trouser belt with his hand, opened the waistband of his trousers and looked inside, a mass of black flesh and flesh made him almost faint!

The little Taoist priest's face turned pale and fell back into the muddy water, his mind was like a chaos, the more he thought about something, the more he couldn't think of anything. Instead, the back of the head began to hurt again, and the painful head almost exploded. He covered his head and screamed in the cold mountain fog: "Who am I? Am I not Lingsuxue? ”

This nerve-wracking question, no one can answer at the moment. Because there is no one here except insects and birds, not even fools who have nowhere to return will not come to such a cold and biting mountain.

Ling Suxue held her head in distress, and the tears in the corners of her eyes kept flowing.

The sunlight in the sky is getting stronger and stronger, the time is close to noon, and a dazzling light shines on Ling Suxue's short body, her black shadow forms a strong contrast with the sun, stimulating her pupils, and suddenly a picture springs up in her mind: she fell from the sky in the heavy rain, and saw Yan Hanwen laughing fiercely under the lightning and thunder.

What is he laughing at? Why is the expression so weird?

Ling Suxue frowned and squeezed her eyes, thinking hard.

After a while, another picture flashed in his mind: the heavy rain was pouring down, Yan Hanwen held a tough weapon such as heavenly silk in his hand, and strangled all twenty-one heavenly soldiers and generals!

"No—!" Ling Suxue screamed in horror, as if she was in a nightmare.

Then more images appeared in her mind, such as two parallel waves on the horizon converging into a huge high wave when rushing, which made her extremely chest tight, dizzy and wanted to vomit.

"Vomit ......" Ling Suxue retched for a while, and the bitter acid water in her stomach flooded her throat. She hurriedly sat cross-legged, closed her eyes to breathe, and was coldly silent for a long time, and the fragments of her chaotic memories in her mind were finally complete.

It turned out that the young man with this body, named Pi Xiaotian, was the oldest apprentice in the Xuanji Temple on the Yuxu Peak of the Eastern Section of the Kunlun Mountain at an altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and he was twenty-six years old this year. The spell he learned was summoning.

Summoning?

Ling Suxue was surprised, she didn't think that there was really a Taoist temple in the world that specialized in teaching people to summon techniques, so she added a trace of interest to the Xuanji concept in her heart.

However, what is this Taoist priest called Pi Xiaotian doing here?

Ling Suxue frowned again, thinking hard. It turned out that he wanted to pick a magical and rare herb on the top of Mount Emei: anchovy orchid.

Why did Pi Xiaotian pick anchovy orchids?

Because his master, Daoist Qiu Hongji, was poisoned by a strange poison in his body three months ago, and he is still lying dying in the Xuanji Temple. Therefore, Pi Xiaotian, a lazy but kind Taoist priest, couldn't bear to be paralyzed by his master, so he left Kunlun Mountain without permission and came to Mount Emei to find an antidote.

Pi Xiaotian did not find the antidote, and encountered a huge storm, lightning and thunder on the top of the mountain, so under the action of a sky-shaking thunder, a magical scene occurred, and Ling Suxue exchanged bodies with him!

Then, the person in Ling Suxue's body is Pi Xiaotian, and he should be nearby!

Ling Suxue swept away her sadness, hurriedly stood up from the muddy water, and wanted to fly into the air to find her own body, but her feet were not angry, and she couldn't use any strength. So she held her breath, poured all the true qi in her body into her feet, jumped a few times, and suddenly found that Pi Xiaotian couldn't fly!

A bad premonition rushed to Lingsuxue's heart, she immediately waved her arm to cast a spell and sprinkled a piece of ice crystal snow chips, but there was no movement when her hand was thrown out, she tried again, and her palm couldn't hit a single piece of ice and snow!

Could it be ...... Nearly 3,000 years of mana has disappeared? Occupying Pi Xiaotian's body, he only has less than a few decades of mana?

Ling Suxue looked at her hands incredulously, wanting to cry without tears.

The body is a tool that carries mana, and the reason why cultivating immortals emphasizes strengthening the body and eating less meat is to make the body strong and bear more mana. In other words, once the body becomes weak, then the mana is also reduced.

Her Lingxue is no different from an ordinary person now!

Oh my God, how can this be? The strong sense of disparity made Lingsuxue unable to face herself. She covered her cheeks with her hands, her shoulders trembled, and she wept helplessly like a maiden.

After a long time, Ling Suxue took away her hand, wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve, her eyes suddenly became firm, she clenched her fists, and told herself: "This is only temporary, I want to get my body back as soon as possible!" ”

Perseverance is one of the proud characters of the Spirit of the Snowy Land.

So even if Lingsuxue can't fly at the moment, she has to rely on her feet to turn over Mount Emei step by step!

Lingxue brushed aside the grass and chose a difficult slope to climb towards the top of Mount Emei. The mountain grass is messy and sharp, and wild grasses with blade-like leaves grow everywhere, and hair, clothes, and shoe uppers are scattered and scattered.

After persisting in searching for a day and a night, Ling Suxue's feet became heavier and heavier, as if they had been filled with lead, and she couldn't lift a step anymore, and her chest was also hungry against her back, grunting.

This mortal body is simply weak!

There was really no way to be hungry, so Ling Suxue pulled the softer new leaves from the weeds around her and put them in her mouth and chewed them. The bitterness of the weeds is like her bad experience at the moment, if she doesn't eat it, she will starve to death, but if she eats it, it will be difficult to swallow.

In order to be able to find her own body to survive, Lingxue chooses to eat!

And the weeds eat too much, the mouth is bitter, and they need to drink water.

After resting for a while, Ling Suxue propped up her tired body, bent over and hunched her back towards the place where there was water. After searching for a long time, I found a puddle of water with a diameter of one meter on the mountain.

The puddle was still the result of yesterday's rains, so it was filled with dusky mud.

No matter what, as long as there is water to drink, no matter how dirty it is, you are not afraid.

Lingsuxue quickened her pace and walked towards the puddle, looking at the muddy water with emotion like a long drought and rain, and holding her hands. Suddenly, the dark yellow reflection in the water startled her.

It turns out that Pi Xiaotian is like this!

Short stature, small eyes, no special public face, no ambition at first glance.

"Alas......" Ling Suxue sighed sadly at her reflection, and after a miserable silence, she continued: "Pi Xiaotian, where are you? You must be very uncomfortable with us swapping bodies like this, but I hope God will stop playing tricks on us. ”

After saying that, Ling Suxue stretched out her hand to disturb the reflection, scooped up the water and drank. When the bitter taste of the weeds in his mouth disappears, he is replaced by a mouthful of mud and sand.

"Phew! Bah! Lingxue vomited, but couldn't clean it, so she had to endure the uncomfortable taste of fine grit rubbing between her teeth, and continued to climb the mountain to find her body.

Empty and vast mountain peaks, green and overwhelming. Ling Suxue occasionally shouted into the air, "Pi Xiaotian, where are you?" ”

The response was a wave of echoes.

Three days later, the shoes were rotten to barefoot, the purple and green Taoist robe with a white background was turned into a strand of silk, and the bun on his head was even more messy like a bird's nest. Ling Suxue's gentle and elegant image no longer exists, she is no longer Ling Suxue, but an unkempt short stinky beggar.