In January 2016, somewhere in the north, it was snowy, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Mr. He Ping, the great immortal of Jindan, stepped on the snowflakes in the sky and quietly descended on the earth in the 21st century.

This is the world where he was born and debuted.

He Ping was born in the Eastern Han Dynasty, grew up in Luoyang, the imperial capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and met the immortal fate when he was a teenager, so he followed the immortal master and resolutely embarked on the road of no return to cultivating immortals.

After more than 2,000 years of arduous cultivation, he has gone through a lot of hardships in hundreds of different worlds. Now, he has finally reached the realm of Jindan Great Perfection, ready to cross the tribulation and impact the Yuanying realm!

As long as he enters the Yuanying realm, his physical body can leave the mortal realm of the lower plane and truly enter the spiritual realm of the upper plane.

He carefully chose to return to the world where he was born and debuted, and was ready to spend this cross-border catastrophe here.

It's a snow-capped, inaccessible Northland mountain all year round.

Standing on the top of the peak, the magnificent rivers and mountains can be seen at a glance.

Looking far away, it is refreshing and proud.

He Daxian stood at the top of the mountain with a confident smile on his face, wide clothes and wide sleeves, with a confident smile on his face, and opened his arms. Snowflakes fell all around him, sliding down the edges of his immortal robes, not touching the placket at all.

Let's make the blizzard more violent!

Come on, Thunder of the Tribulation! Ferry me to immortality!

The snowflakes became thicker, the sky darkened slightly, and the clouds began to lower in height.

The sky was covered with thick clouds, strong winds, and thunder.

Dazzling lightning flashed faintly in the clouds, connecting end to end, weaving a huge spider web, covering the entire sky, illuminating the entire gray sky and earth with great light!

I saw a lightning as thick as a cow's waist, like a giant dragon coming out of the water, and suddenly it drilled out of the clouds and rushed straight towards He Ping Daxian on the top of the mountain.

Here it is, the first thunderstorm is coming.

He Daxian raised his eyebrows heartily and laughed, pinched the alkyne in his hand, and said something in his mouth, and greeted him happily without fear.

Seeing that the lightning was about to strike, He Ping Daxian's posture suddenly shook.

Nani?

Do I rub? What's going on?

Who!

Who did this to you?

Who put a hydrogen bomb here!

How could it be so coincidental that at this critical time, someone actually pretended to explode a hydrogen bomb here!

This hydrogen bomb nuclear test that exploded underground caused a small earthquake, and this powerful shock wave just interrupted He Ping's talisman spell that was 100% sure when he greeted the first thunderstorm.

Before I could finish reciting the talisman spell, I was interrupted!

This is equivalent to receiving a thunderstorm naked without protection.

Robbing the thunder plus the body, naked and unprotected?

Not to mention immortal cultivators, even true immortals can't stand it!

"Ahh

"God will kill me!"

The powerful thunderbolt slashed down, instantly beating He Ping Daxian into a piece of human-shaped black charcoal, and then the second even thicker thunderbolt that came down blew the entire humanoid black charcoal into pieces and shattered into slag!

In the spring of the sixty-seventh year of the Republic calendar, He Ping died-

In fact, He Immortal is still a bit of a Taoist, how can he die so easily.

His soul did not hesitate to make a leap in the moment when his body shattered, and escaped before the third thunderbolt came down.

But I couldn't help it, I was in too much of a hurry, and I accidentally traveled through time and space and ran to another parallel world.

In this parallel world, his powerful soul instantly found and possessed a human body, and completed the seizure operation without flaws in 0.01 seconds.

Well done! It is worthy of Jindan Daxian!

It was dark.

The soul began to merge with the body.

A hot sensation slowly warmed up his cold body.

What is this place?

It seems to be a very hot place, and it is noisy around.

Just as He Daxian was about to open his wise eyes and observe the new world he was in, someone knocked him the head with a "bang".

"Zhao Ergou! Scared to death? Open your dog's eyes! ”

He Ping's eyes opened, and in front of him was a man with a short and ugly face, who looked crooked and cracked, with a mouthful of rotten teeth clinging to He Ping's nose, and continued to spew out bad breath that could smoke the whole world, making He Daxian involuntarily hold his breath immediately.

The vicious man was standing in front of him, a long knife roaring at him.

What does this mean?

A mere mortal, an ant, dared to use the back of this broken knife to knock on the head of the dignified Jindan Immortal?

Tired of living, right?

He Ping was furious, raised his hand and slapped it, ready to fan this ant to ashes.

However, no one was left behind.

The actual result was that He Ping reached out and put his hand on the man's arm and touched it lightly.

"Hey, you chicken feathers, what are you touching me for!"

This time, it was the turn of the man who was crooked and cracked with jujubes to be furious, holding a round shield the size of a wok-sized wok, and a shield collided with him, pushing He Ping out of the queue, and a butt fell and sat on the ground.

Just as the man stepped forward, about to slash He Ping to death, a seemingly higher rank officer behind him stopped the farce.

"No noise! You, back to the team! ”

He Ping, who was lying on the ground, hurriedly touched his aching buttocks, stood up in a gloomy manner, and ran back to his original position in small steps.

He Ping, the former Jindan Great Immortal, had already understood in an instant with his extremely high wisdom of thousands of years of cultivation.

In this world of pit dads, there is no aura!

In a world without aura, immortal cultivators are mortals, where does so much hypocrisy come from!

Well, mortals are mortals, and when you first arrive in your realm, you must survive first.

However, at this time, he was no longer allowed to think about it, and the drums of the attack behind him rang out.

"Brothers, rush!" A few of the chief-looking guys around shouted loudly.

"Rush!" "Kill!" The other soldiers around him who were dressed in the same clothes as He Ping began to move forward, and they started to make noise.

Wait, hey, what's going on!

Oh no, this is a siege!

He Daxian only found out at this time, I am going, this is going to attack the city!

With He Daxian's thousands of years of experience, he instantly knew that this era was the era of five dynasties and ten kingdoms after the fall of the Tang Dynasty.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Huangchao rebelled, and the warlords of various feudal lords divided their territories. After Huang Chao's subordinate Zhu Wen surrendered to the Tang Dynasty, he helped the Tang Dynasty destroy Huang Chao, and in turn destroyed the Tang Dynasty, established the Later Liang, and opened the era of five dynasties and ten kingdoms in Chinese history.

Less than 20 years after the founding of the Later Liang Dynasty, it was wiped out by Li Cunmiao. Li Cunmiao destroyed the Later Liang and established the Later Tang Dynasty. Now, it is the 13th year after the founding of the Later Tang Dynasty, and the late Tang Emperor Li Congke reigned, and the era name was Qingtai.

In the summer of the third year of the Qing Dynasty, that is, in the summer of 936 A.D., Hedong Jiedu made Shi Jingjiao rebel in Taiyuan City, and Tang Emperor Li Congke ordered Zhang Jingda, who was originally stationed in Daizhou, to lead the army to fight.

This Later Tang crusading army of about 70,000 men surrounded the city of Taiyuan and was now preparing to attack the city.

Moreover, He Ping's team is the first batch of siegers!

Don't you want to carry it like this!

The first batch of siege soldiers, that is pure cannon fodder, cannon fodder that will surely die!

"Rush!" "Kill!" "Kill them, brothers!" ”

The army is activated, the iron is rolling, the earth is shaking, and the small individuals can only go with the flow.

Wrapped in hundreds of ragged and chaotic Tang troops, He Ping had no choice but to rush towards the towering Taiyuan city wall with a shout.

After running less than 300 meters, He Ping was already tired and out of breath.

The original owner of this body is a rural scholar, surnamed Zhao Mingping, the word Ergou, Zhao Ping Zhao Ergou.

Zhao Ergou is 17 years old, and because of the war, his family was broken, and he was arrested by a strong man to become a small soldier. Originally, the scholar was weak in his bones, and after enlisting in the army for more than a month, he was tired from the journey, malnourished, and had poor sanitary conditions, so this poor weak chicken soldier lived only one breath.

Such a weak body, in this kind of cruel siege warfare, will be exhausted to death if you don't die.

When the Tang army was still two hundred meters away from the Taiyuan city wall in front, the Jin troops on the city wall began to fire arrows.

With a buzz, a large number of dense long arrows shot at the hundreds of Tang army siege soldiers, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound of breaking the air resounded in the sky, the momentum was huge and terrifying.

Only then did He Ping notice that the weapon he was holding in his hand was actually only a spear less than two meters long.

Damn, why don't you even have a shield?

In the mind of this commander of the Tang Army, there must be.

Among the hundreds of people, only those who were officials, including the little man who scolded He Daxian just now, who looked crooked and cracked, were armed with shields and steel knives, and all the other soldiers were uncovered, all of them had a spear in their hands!

This is ancient times, and the production of steel is too small. A spear is just a wooden pole with a little iron wrapped around its head, and if everyone had a sword, it would cost a lot of iron.

When the first wave of arrow rain fell, He Ping's side, front and back, left and right, and the screams one after another resounded in an instant. In the first wave of the rain of arrows, seventy or eighty of the eight hundred siege soldiers fell one after another, lying on the ground weeping and wailing.

He Daxian is a person with great wisdom and rich experience in combat, of course he knows that in this era, the range of bows and arrows is only more than 100 meters, even if it is shot down from a city wall more than ten meters high, 200 meters is also the limit of the range.

Have you ever heard of the idiom "the end of a strong crossbow", where is the power of an arrow shot from such a distance?

While running, I saw a long arrow dangling in mid-air and shooting straight towards He Ping's chest, only to see He Daxian hurriedly bow his front legs, and his back legs were straight, and he instantly made a perfect lunge very smoothly, and then waved the spear in his hand, and with a slight flick, the arrow was easily knocked away.

There's no way, this is not pretending, I forgot to say it earlier, although He Daxian is an immortal cultivator, he still has learned a little martial arts.

The first wave of arrows passed, and the crooked-looking chief who had just hit him on the head with the back of his knife seemed to be a ten-person chief, that is, a chief, and took advantage of the situation to encourage everyone loudly: "Brothers, there are women in the city, and there is gold in the city!" Come on! Kill! ”

The siege soldiers, who didn't know that they were going to die, shouted together, and rushed forward with a whirl.

The majestic Taiyuan city wall is getting closer and closer, and it looks quite scary.

At this time, He Ping began to be really scared.

Just now, the range was long, and the bow and arrow were not powerful, but now they are running closer and closer, and the second wave of arrows is raining down, can this body still be able to knock off the arrows so easily?

Hey? Then why didn't I just pretend to be hit by an arrow and lie down?

Sure enough, the wisdom of immortals is not the same as the wisdom of mortals, and the wisdom of mortals is just the art of ants to survive.

Those dirty tricks of mortals, this immortal disdains to learn.

But, wait, isn't this exactly what this immortal needs right now?

Before He Daxian could finish his struggle with whether or not to learn the wisdom of mortals, this group of Tang army siege soldiers had already rushed into the city wall within a hundred meters, and the second round of arrow rain shot down from the city wall like a torrential rain.

The Jin army's bow and arrow salvo in this round was not a parabolic long-range shooting, it was completely condescending, and it was densely splashed towards the Tang army with a straight straight trajectory.

Real arrows raining down! Stormy underground!

With such a fast arrow speed and such a fierce force, where can Zhao Ergou's weak body block or dodge?

The screams of the Tang soldiers under the city rang out one after another in an instant.

The first Tang soldier to die was the soldier who ran in front of He Ping.

A long arrow pierced the hapless man's left eye, and a bloody arrow abruptly pierced the back of his head through his neck.

The blood that burst out sprayed He Ping, who was following closely behind, all over his face.

The unlucky Tang Bing's whole body jumped violently, and his body softened.

He Ping did not hesitate to hug the corpse that still had body temperature from behind, put it in front of him as a human shield, and continued to push forward and run.

The Tang pawns around him seemed to be strafed by machine guns, and a large number of them fell down in an uproar, and the voices of the entire team boiled.

The person who was not shot but was frightened made a frightened cry of dad and mom; The person who had just been shot endured the pain and let out a scream of terror for help; When the person who had already fallen to the ground after being hit by an arrow and was not yet dead, he let out a terrible scream before dying. There are also shouts of killing and scolding in various dialect accents on and under the city walls.

All the sounds mingled with the echoes of the tall walls, making it feel as if you were in hell, mourning all over the wilderness, as miserable and crazy as the end of the world.

Fortunately, He Ping resolutely resisted the corpse, and now there are three more long arrows inserted into the corpse, but He Daxian himself is not damaged at all.

The second wave of arrows killed more than 200 people at once, and the more than 400 people who survived rushed to the base of the city wall with red eyes and crooked mouths, roaring and screaming, and more than a dozen ladders were handed up from behind.

He Ping's spirit was highly nervous and concentrated, and when he saw that the ladder was handed over, he hurriedly reached over and grabbed the ladder, and helped push the ladder up. In this environment, every soldier stretched out his hand to take the initiative to help the ladder, and no one was willing to climb up the ladder and fight against the Jin soldiers who were waiting for the spears on the city wall.

Just kidding, the spears on the walls are so dense that even the sun obscures them.

The first erected ladder had just been lifted, and a random arrow was shot from the city wall, knocking down the Tang soldiers gathered under the ladder and collapsing it directly.

The second ladder was halfway up, and a few arrows came, and the two Tang soldiers on the escalator fell down with arrows, and the other two were so frightened that they immediately ran away, and the ladder erected in mid-air had no strength, and it shook crookedly for a while, before it fell to the side, smashed down with a bang, and killed an unfortunate Tang soldier passing by.

He Ping's side is the third erected ladder.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Jin soldiers were concentrating on the first two cloud ladders, He Ping and all the soldiers worked together to quickly and firmly put the cloud ladders against the city wall.

On the surface, it was no different from other soldiers, everyone was busy around the ladder, but He Ping's eyes were always fixed on the archers of the Jin army who were relatively neatly dressed and moved quickly.

He had long noticed that those people were sharpshooters, specializing in shooting and sniping Tang soldiers in various key positions.

Seeing that the divine bows had turned to his side, He Ping hurriedly pretended not to stand firmly, and fell to the ground with a pop, and the two Tang soldiers in front of him who were holding the cloud ladder blocked the figure of the divine archers.

As expected, in less than two seconds, the sound of several iron arrows piercing the human body with a poof, a miserable cry of pain sounded, and the Tang soldiers who were holding the ladder just now fell down with arrows. Only then did He Ping stand up with a rolling belt, grabbed the ladder tightly with one hand, grabbed the work of holding the ladder, and shouted loudly: "Up!" Above! Hurry up! ”

A Tang army commander who commanded at the scene also noticed the ladder that had been erected, and immediately drove a group of headless Tang soldiers like flies to the ladder that had been erected with great difficulty. One by one, Tang Bing kicked the ladder and began to climb in line, while He Ping worked hard to hold on to the ladder, crooked his mouth, sweating profusely, as if he had even used the strength to eat.

He carefully hid behind the ladder guards as he looked up at the city wall to see if any of the unsightly Jin archers were aiming in this direction.

At this time, the Tang army's archer brigade following the first wave of siege soldiers also pressed up, and a rain of arrows shot at the city wall, crackling and killing more than a dozen Jin soldiers on the spot.

The Jin army archers were not so rampant, and they hid behind the arrow stacks one after another, and began to shoot at the Tang army shooters under the city.

This time the firepower was diverted, and the density of the arrow rain suddenly became much smaller, which made the Tang soldiers who were climbing the cloud ladder feel a lot more relaxed.

He Ping continued to work hard to hold on to the ladder, ready to stick to this promising career as an escalator to the end.

At this time, the Tang soldiers on the ladder had already climbed to the city wall.

The first Tang soldier hadn't seen the situation on the city wall clearly, just after the probe was forked by three spears that suddenly stretched out, he was pushed down from the air more than ten meters high, flew in mid-air, turned over a heel fight, fell down on his back with a poof, and fell on the muddy ground next to He Ping, there was no movement, blood gushed out from the mouth of the Tang soldier who fell to death, and his face was painful and miserable.

The second Tang soldier was more ruthless, and stabbed a spear first, directly stabbing a Jin army spearman in the face, stabbing a big blood hole in the man's face on the spot, and fell backwards with a scream. The spear of another Jin soldier next to him also stabbed over, and the brave Tang soldier hurriedly clamped it with his left arm, and at the same time grabbed the enemy's spear, and was about to stride up the city wall with his strength, but was stabbed in the chest by the third forked spear, with a miserable scream, he flew down in all directions, and fell to the ground with a bang, and fell to the ground with a bang, and his face was covered with blood, and he couldn't see it.

The third place on the ladder was the ugly man who knocked He Daxian on the head with the back of his knife before the war.

This short Tang Jun is even the commander, probably still has a bit of martial arts foundation, his posture is very flexible, his left forearm is wrapped around a round shield, pressed in front of his head, separated the two spears that pierced him, holding a long knife in his right hand, wah, wah, shouting, quickly climb two steps of stairs, and jump onto the city wall in one fell swoop.

Before he could gain a firm footing, a simple wooden shelf was raised in front of him, on which lay a stone bar as thick as a thigh.

This kind of stone bar is placed at the gate of the house, which does not look big, but it weighs more than 300 catties.

The Jin army made a simple bracket on the city wall, put the stone bar on the bracket, and when the situation was critical, the two soldiers on both sides of the bracket carried it hard, and lifted the stone bar and pushed it out of the city wall.

Poor Tang Jun's heroic little chief, jumped from the top of the ladder to the city wall, and before he could find any place to borrow strength, he was blocked by this stone bar.

Flesh and blood, where can I carry a large stone bar weighing hundreds of pounds.

The stone bar was pushed out of the city wall, pressed against his stomach, and pushed him all the way down the ladder, and in a burst of exclamations and screams, he swept away four or five Tang soldiers who climbed the ladder to the middle of the ladder, and finally stuck into a runghole in the middle of the ladder, crushing the entire ladder on the spot with a click.

The fragments of the broken ladder and the stone bars smashed heavily on the muddy ground under the city wall, and the ugly man Shi Chang and another Tang soldier who were hung were smashed flat by the stone bars, and their bodies were directly crushed from the middle and divided into two sections, and the blood and intestines dragged all over the ground.

When the stone bar flew out of the city wall, He Ping had already climbed back several steps with a rolling belt, and only then did he narrowly avoid the large stone bar flying down overhead, as well as the fragments of the ladder and wooden bars broken into several sections, and various human bodies and other things.

When he looked back in shock, he happened to see the upper part of the ugly man's body being crushed by the stone bar and flying out.

In his long career as an immortal cultivator, He Daxian had already seen too many lives and deaths, and he was not at all frightened by the tragic situation of flesh and blood flying everywhere and mutilated limbs and corpses everywhere. Seeing that the ugly man was dead, he hurriedly took two steps forward, snatched the wooden shield wrapped in cowhide, threw away the spear in his hand, and picked up the long knife in the ugly man's hand as his new weapon.

With the shield in hand, he calmed down a little, at least he wasn't so afraid of the bows and arrows flying everywhere.

This is ancient times, where are there any medical equipment and conditions, once you get some injury, whether it is blood loss or infection, the mortality rate is high and scary!

Even if He Ping is an immortal cultivator, there is no aura, and all healing immortal techniques are.

The fierce siege battle continued, and the first batch of 800 siege soldiers had already been killed and wounded, and the second group of siege soldiers also rushed forward.

On the side of the Tang army, five more ladders successfully set up the city wall.