Death is an unavoidable problem for anyone, just like a lying train, no matter how far the destination is, no matter how long the journey is, there will always be a moment to reach the final station. I have seen all kinds of things along the way, experienced the joys and sorrows of one station at a time, and in the end, the end of life is just a simple handful of loess falling with the wind.

In the real world, almost everyone thinks about death when they have nothing to do, but no one really knows what death will taste like.

Because of the end, it goes and does not return; Because of death, death is not life.

However, the existence of "Jianghu" provides such an opportunity for countless people to experience the feeling of death coming, some people feel pain, some people feel relief, some people feel fear, and some people feel like it's just a game. Although this is not really death, it makes death a daily routine for players, allowing players, to get rid of habits, how to face death.

Without imagining, the scene of the past life and this life was seen at a glance, the true qi dissipated, and the chaotic energy in the body collapsed in an instant, and the young man's vitality was completely dissipated at this moment.

The young man only saw himself swaying with the wind, like a wisp of light smoke, soaring upward, and below, there was a body frozen in the loess, and there was a generous man who roared towards the sky and burst out with endless killing intent.

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In the rivers and lakes, no one knows how many Nai He Palaces there are, and players will only randomly appear in a Nai He Hall after they die. And this randomness is related to the distance between the place of death and the Nai Ho Temple, the closer the two, the greater the chance.

When the place of death and the temple of Nai Ho span two kingdoms, the probability of this random is infinitely close to zero, but when someone dies outside the gate of the temple of Naiha, the probability of resurrection in the temple of Nai Ho here tends to be 100 percent.

After stepping into the Tianlong River and Lake for a few months, the number of deaths of players is added up, I am afraid that hundreds of millions of times, and the Nai He Palace, which is discovered by players and made public to the world, is full of 10,000 and eight.

On this day, when the boy left the foot of Song Mountain, outside the tens of thousands of Nai He Palaces, a team of armed players appeared almost at the same time.

The formation formed a square and a wild field, the blades towered like a forest, the killing intent broke through the sky, and the momentum stirred the Yellow Spring.

Thousands of archers, forming a phalanx, a giant crossbow with a hideous cold light, set up in front of the hall, intercepting the horse shield array on the way out of the palace, cold and solemn, all of this, all show the world, this group of players, is by no means an idle generation.

If he really fell into this ten thousand and eight Nai Ho Temple, the young man who had nothing to do after being resurrected would be in a state of serious injury, and it would be impossible for him to survive from it.

It's a pity that the team that besieged and killed the boy was completely wiped out, and there was no accurate information, and no one knew whether the boy had hung up.

Waiting until sunset, the figure of the boy was not found in the Nai He Palace, and in the end, when the moon was full of willows, the players who had been around the Nai He Hall for a whole day could only choose to give up.

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Songshan.

The mountains are majestic, the vegetation is vast, the mountains are isolated from the footprints of the world, a small hill that has never been contaminated by the red dust, and a stone pavilion that looks very ordinary, hidden in the layers of weeds.

When the young man's consciousness rose to the clouds, and he was overlooking the magnificent mountains and rivers in the world, he felt that his consciousness was suddenly distorted, and then, a streamer of light that no one in the world found fell from the sky and fell directly into this stone pavilion.

In an instant, the golden dragon roared, the ancient Kun roared, the golden light was like the sun of the scorching sun, bursting in all directions, the light blue streamer was like the water of the nine shadows, affecting Liuhe, the nine dragons rose into the air, the roaring sound shook the nine skies, the giant kun condensed, swallowed and absorbed the yellow spring.

This vast scene was sealed in the stone pavilion by a layer of colorless brilliance that suddenly rippled out, and from the outside, even if there were people, they could not see the earth-shaking changes under the light cover.

Nine dragons into the sun, surrounded by the sky, the giant kun turned into a bird, spread its wings to cover the sky, a thin figure, in the endless galloping brilliance, slowly condensed the figure.

Looking at his palm curiously, the young man used a slight force, bent his fingers into a fist, and struck out hard, but he couldn't bring the slightest wind and waves.

"It's really banned all internal energy!"

The divine consciousness entered the body and sank into the dantian, and the young man looked at the Taiji diagram in the dantian that was obviously reduced by half, and his heart was distressed. However, in the young man's dantian, the most eye-catching thing is not the frozen Taiji diagram, but a wisp of filament. The continuous filaments extended out from the endless vastness, like a lead, falling into the sea of qi and condensing into a fly-headed small block: "seal".

The filaments are slender and thin, and it seems to be broken when the wind blows, but no matter how the young man mobilizes the sea of true qi in his body, he can't reap the slightest response, obviously, but a small filament completely seals the young man's sea of qi.

Shake off the helplessness in his heart, the young man was not immersed in chagrin and pain, he had never been to the Nai He Palace, after his body was completely condensed and formed, he began to look at this Nai He Palace, which can be said to be the boundary between the end station and the initial station of life for the player.

"But is that so?"

There is no imaginary magnificence, nor is it the kind of simple and solemn, when the brilliance dissipates, the countless strands on the stone wall, the endless runes outlined vertically and horizontally dispersed, and what caught the eyes of the young man was only to restore the color of blue and gray, and there was no strange stone wall.

The stone pavilion is not big, but the area of 100 square meters, there are no carved beams and paintings, there are no pearls and jade treasures, there is no decoration in the emptiness, only the stone pavilion dome above the head, an angular stone block hangs in the ciphertext of the spiral without the head and tail of the layers.

"Is this the Death Stone?" The young man who was full of interest, after seeing the middle view of the pavilion at a glance, lost his original interest, observed for a while, and did not find the special features of the Death Stone, the young man stretched his waist and slowly left this stone pavilion that had never been set foot in by players before today.

As soon as the front foot stepped out of the stone pavilion, the filaments in the dantian collapsed in an instant, and with it, there was a vast sense of weakness, which rushed straight to all parts of the young man's body.

His face turned pale, suppressing the sudden outbreak of injuries in his body, and after the young man breathed a sigh of relief, he continued to walk, and walked to a bluestone in front of the door of the stone pavilion in three or two steps.

The bluestone is not high, but half a zhang, and most of it is covered by wild grass, through the weeds, you can vaguely distinguish the bluestone full of moss, the dragon and phoenix flying carved with three big characters.

"Nai He Temple!"

Reaching out to touch the bluestone, it was cool and soft with a little wet, and the boy had not yet experienced this feeling, and a streamer flashed from the bluestone, along the boy's fingertips, and flowed into the boy's palm.

As soon as his heart moved, the young man immediately turned his hand, and the streamer gathered in the palm of his hand, condensed into a ball, and then, a mellow pill appeared out of thin air.

"The 'Afterlife Recovery Pill' can be stored in the system, but it is also humane, if all the items can be stored in the warehouse, it would be great!"

As soon as the palm moved, the pill jumped up, and the young man's head was raised, but the pill had already fallen into the throat and turned into a warm current, which entered the abdomen from the throat to dispel the weakness and weakness lingering in the body.

At this moment, the boy is extremely nostalgic for the backpack that the character brought and the warehouse provided by the system in the online game in his previous life.