The northwest region of the Tongxuan Continent, Zhuliu County, Taijin Mansion, Kuaixian City.

Sixty miles outside the city, somewhere on the periphery of the Mangcang Mountain Range, which stretched for hundreds of miles, with countless birds and beasts.

The white clouds are long, and the sun is shining.

Under a strange and dangerous cliff that is 100 feet high and the top part is like an eagle's beak, and the other parts are strangely sunken back, dozens of white bones are scattered in all directions, either intact or broken, making the valley floor, which should be as warm as spring, seem cold, solemn, and desolate.

It was such a place, beside a huge old tree near the bottom of the cliff with rough and mottled bark, but the body of the tree was so thick that even a few adult men could hardly wrap around, that a fifteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a burly figure lay motionless in the grass that was more than a man tall.

The burlap blue shirt on the young man's body had been torn and torn in many places, and nearly ten wounds were exposed to the dappled sunlight, and his head was upside down in the grass, his face facing down, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.

After a long while, the boy finally let out a faint moan, and then, his right arm moved slowly, and his head turned in the direction of his right hand.

............

A few minutes later.

Zeng Yihao endured the pain all over his body, forcibly struggled to get up from the dense grass that was one person high, and then leaned against the stout old tree, first bared his teeth and cracked his mouth for a while, and only when the pain in his whole body subsided slightly, he rolled his eyes upward: "Nima! This body is really strong, falling from a cliff a hundred feet high, there are no broken limbs, only one rib is broken, it's a miracle! But why did Lao Tzu suffer such a crime when he crossed over?"

In his previous life, so many online novels were not in vain, and he is now very sure that after he was drowned by that menacing mudslide, he crossed over to a new continent, and it was a soul wear!

He was originally a geologist in his thirties, but now his body is obviously only fourteen or fifteen years old!

The memory of the young man has been fused and received by Zeng Yihao, knowing that this world advocates martial arts, ordinary warriors such as Xuantu, Xuanshi, and Xuanshi, because they can practice a kind of Xuanqi in the body, it is not a problem to open the stele and crack the stone, and the strong martial artists such as Master Xuan, Xuanzun, Xuandazun, etc., can turn over the river and the sea, break the solid city wall in the air, and directly extend the life span for thousands of years. However, although the martial arts here are very strong, there are very few people who can practice Xuan Qi in their bodies and become martial artists, and there are only about a dozen out of a hundred.

The boy is also called Zeng Yihao, he is fourteen years old this year, fortunately he has practiced Xuanqi, but unfortunately, the boy's qualifications are very poor, only eight grades, even if he works hard, his future achievements are extremely limited.

The boy has never seen his mother since he was a child, and has been living with his father, who is also a martial artist, in a four-hundred-square-meter two-entry house in the nearby Kuaixian City, and has been practicing martial arts since he was five years old.

His father Zeng Qingwu is a five-grade qualification, but he was poisoned many years ago and has not been cured so far, and his cultivation has also fallen from the original Xuanshi to the current Xuanshi mid-stage, resulting in the family's financial constraints.

A few days ago, the young man occasionally heard that this place is called "Baizhang Death", and the martial artists below Master Xuan fell down ten of the ** are all dead in the middle of the mountainside, there is a four-grade poison elixir called Ziji Back, which can cure the poison of the old father, so he trekked all the way to the top of the cliff, but when he climbed down, he was fiercely attacked by several second-level red feather spirit eagles, and he couldn't resist it, and unfortunately fell off the cliff and fell to his death, but he gave up this body to Zeng Yi from the earth.

"Nima!" Zeng Yihao couldn't help but shake his head: "These people are really snobbish! Aren't they just relatively poor eight-grade qualifications, and they can't cultivate!

"You yourself are useless, except for muffled martial arts, you can't do anything, even if others step on your head, you can only silently endure it, without a little manly courage, no wonder others will laugh at you. If I dare to laugh at me, I will beat him, and if I can't fight back, I will use weapons, and if I can't beat them, even if I am seriously injured, I will bite off a piece of meat from the other party, and let others know that if you want to laugh at me, you must pay a certain price!"

A man can not have a strong body, but he must have a strong will, perseverance to overcome difficulties, and the courage to fight against evil forces!

After a few jail scratches, he felt that the pain in his viscera seemed to be getting worse and worse, and the happiness that Zeng Yihao had just given birth disappeared again, and his face became grim.

The internal organs must have been seriously injured, and the previous body vomited a mouthful of blood after landing on the ground, and now there is a strong smell of blood in the mouth, but it should not be to the extent that the hemorrhage or internal organs are shattered and cannot be cured, and there is still salvation, as long as the medicine for treatment can be found in time.

Without hesitation, reaching into his arms, Zeng Yihao quickly took out a palm-sized jade bottle. Because this bottle of hemostatic muscle cream is quite valuable, the previous owner stored it closely, so the bottle is not cracked at the moment. He hurriedly poured a little paste from the bottle, and reluctantly applied several scratches, abrasions, and pecks on his body one by one.

This hemostatic muscle pill is more effective than the special Yunnan Baiyao in the previous life, and the ointment is cool for a while, but after dozens of breaths, the scratches on the skin begin to grow new granulations and new skin, which greatly reduces Zeng Yihao's pain, but his stern and solemn face does not improve: "Although this medicine is effective, it can only treat external injuries, and it is ineffective for internal organ injuries." I must find the Dragon Tiger Rejuvenation Pill for internal injuries as soon as possible! Unfortunately, I am the only one here...... Well, that's not right!"

A memory that was so short that it was only a few seconds suddenly came to mind: falling off a cliff...... Dozens of piles of white bones were scattered irregularly in the valley below the cliffs, constantly magnified by the rapid closing of the distance, looking cold and ......numbing to the scalp.

This is what the former owner of this body saw after he fell off a cliff in panic and despair!

"Yes, this is the famous 'Baizhang Death', for thousands of years, I don't know how many martial artists below the Xuan Master level have accidentally fallen to their deaths here, resulting in a lot of bones, resulting in a cold and evil aura here that cannot be dissipated!"

In an instant, Zeng Yihao's tightly wrinkled brows quickly stretched, and his eyes burned: "Since it was an accidental fall, then there are more or less ...... around them." ”

Although these masters have now turned into white bones, which makes ordinary people frightened when they see it, Zeng Yihao was engaged in geological exploration in his previous life, and sometimes he also made a cameo appearance as an archaeological assistant, and he touched the bones of dead people for a long time, so he hit the idea of healing on these white bones at this time: "Anyway, you are also dead, it is better to contribute your injury medicine to save me!"

It is said that the bottom of this "hundred zhang death" valley is closed, only a labyrinth-like cave leads to the outside, and there are many forks in the inside, if you don't want to find a way to heal the internal injuries on your body as soon as possible, Zeng Yihao can't expect to find the right way home in the labyrinthine huge cave, and it is more likely that the injury will deteriorate rapidly because the injury is not treated in time, and he will die of depression!

After making up his mind, Zeng Yihao gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, looked up at the cliff body that was sunken and recovered, returned to the bottom of the cliff and estimated its slope to the valley, and then covered his right chest with a broken rib, and gasped step by step to measure the shadow of the sun through the position on the cliff that was slanting back, according to the sine theorem, calculate the distance that may fall after falling from above, and press the east, north, west, The order of the south and the specific scenery of each direction orient the entire valley and set the direction and area, and then it is ready to start searching the various areas.

"If you are tired, you will be tired, if you are in pain, it is important to save your life! I must not die of illness as soon as I cross it!" Moreover, in the process of searching, he can also refer to the soil characteristics of the direction to roughly determine where the cave at the exit is.

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