My real name is Lu Erbao, I was born in an ordinary family, I don't have favorable family conditions, and my parents are neither officials nor businessmen, just ordinary farmers.

Farming, herding cattle, mowing grass, and servitude...... I live a life where I can see the end at a glance, and I spend every day under sweat and the scorching sun. Life has been a little harder, but after all, I can't go hungry.

I asked what the immortal looked like, but my father couldn't answer, but pointed to the tablet that had been in the hall.

On the peach-colored wooden plaque, a plum character is written.

"The immortal's surname is Li, as for what he looks like, it's not like us who can know it. I think the immortal must be very good-looking, better than the girl in the flower building. ”

That's how my father described it, and then I asked many people, but no one could answer what the immortals looked like.

But every household has an immortal immortal card, praying for the immortal to live a long life.

When I was six years old, my father saved a landowner who had fallen into the water. By chance, I went to the landlord's house to be his youngest son's companion to the book, so I was literate and literate.

Later, I heard that two years later, there will be immortals who will come down to collect apprentices, and there was an immortal in our village decades ago, which is now the landlord's family. It was because of this immortal that they became landlords.

Two years later, before the gods came, the flood came.

I was only eight years old when I saw floods flooding fields, washing away houses, and even the county town I used to look up to was drowning in floodwaters.

There are gods who have descended to earth, and every household in the government has been notified, and countless people have dragged their families to flee.

I heard that I went to a place called Tianzhou, which is very high and will not be flooded, but it is also very far away, and it may take a long time to walk.

I didn't know it at the time, but it was ten years.

The landlord's family plummeted, and I became a refugee fleeing, even if it was an official who needed to bow down in the past.

Because the immortal doesn't look at his origin, everyone is the same to him.

To tell the truth, when I saw the youngest son of the landlord's family who used to sit on my body was as dirty as me, I felt the pleasure of despicability. But soon this pleasure was overwhelmed by the misery of migration, and day after day of running for their lives, everyone's shoes were all damaged within six months of fleeing, and the soles of their feet were covered with thick calluses.

The infirm, the old, and the sick all died within a year.

Although there is a break in between, it is usually not too long, because there are still people coming behind and they have to leave to make room for others. The same next stop will make room for them, and so on all the way to the legendary Tianzhou.

My mother also died, and my father died of exhaustion from walking hundreds of miles on my back because of my fever.

I recovered from my illness and continued walking, as if there was no end to the road ahead.

The mountains to Tianzhou are so high that they are barely visible when you look up, and the road is blocked by the mountains, and at the last stopover, millions of people are huddled together, and there is not even a place to settle in the makeshift houses.

I have a chance to breathe, and when people are idle, they think wildly.

How long will you escape?

I heard that the flood has stopped, why do you still want to escape?

Did the immortals lie to me?

Doubts are pouring in, and it's not just me, it's the people around me. They were bolder than I was, from small discussions to loud shouts, from suspicion to anger.

It took only seven days to go from a saint to a thief in the world.

My emotions were also stirred up and I began to shout: "It's all the fault of the immortals, they are all liars!" ”

The gods were silent about this, just sitting in the clouds and watching the farce below.

I could tell from the expressions of the gods that they were also impatient, and everyone was straining at the last straw, which was about to break.

Suddenly, with a shake, I fell to the ground, as did the others.

Then a flash of light greeted, and the mountains rose slowly, and the sun shone down through the cracks, and the whole mountain was lifted high.

This was the first time I had met an immortal.

"I'm as despicable as a beast in a pigsty."

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“…… There is a nest of food, and there is no dog barking, which is really a beast. ”

Feixing Zhen's mouth spits out the language of the cultivation world, and the tone is closer to the sound of the ancient language, while the modern one is flat.

At the same time, there are 24 pronunciations in the language of the human race in the cultivation world, of which only four are used daily, which is not difficult to learn. The remaining 20 tones are crucial because they are derived from the terms of practice.

It may be just a subtle difference in tone, but in the spiritual texts it means the opposite.

This is a derivative product of the Terran monks who have integrated their cultivation into their own language and culture as much as possible for thousands of years, and better passed it on to future generations. Equivalent to the modern formula, the periodic of the elements, cumbersome but extremely necessary.

At present, the main direction of language researchers in Shenzhou is almost all the language of the cultivation world.

And the nurse who took care of him obviously didn't understand, and only regarded it as gibberish.

"The patient is awake!"

The nurse hurried out.

Feixing Zhenren opened his eyes, got up and sat on the hospital bed, his eyes swept over everything around him, and there was still confusion in his eyes.

Immediately after that, his head hurt again, which was some of the sequelae caused by his vain spirit, and it was only the lightest kind of sequelae.

He looked at himself, if he couldn't quickly refine the remaining medicinal properties, it was very likely that he would damage the roots.

And this body, it's too weak.

Feixing Zhenren frowned, looked at his skinny body, and looked inward over and over again.

The body is weak, the flesh is weak, and the meridians are blocked.

Without recovery and exercise, the body will not last for several years.

Also Where is this? Why is the aura so thin, and the laws of heaven and earth are like a field that has been cracked.

The Flying Star True Man faded away in confusion and examined everything around him with a vigilant gaze. At the moment, he remained calm and did not make any suspicious moves.

Suddenly, the door opened, and several mortals in white coats swarmed in, touching his body and placing a cold piece of iron on his heart.

"Presumptuous!"

The Flying Star was almost jumping, but his body really didn't have the strength. At the same time, he didn't dare to use his divine thoughts, his divine soul was worse than his body at the moment, like an inflated balloon.

Maybe it will break with a little force.

Fortunately, the Flying Star True Man did not feel malice from these mortals, and his hairy expression gradually stabilized.

And his stress-like response made the doctor take a few steps back. It's not that I'm scared, but I don't want to stimulate the patient's mental state.

The doctor was observing the real person, and he was observing the other person. From how they dress, to their habits, to their pronunciation.

The sound of small footsteps came from outside the door, and an unusual aura followed.

Mana, Jindan period of cultivation.

Feixing Zhenren looked up at the door, a man wearing a bright yellow robe, with a thin face, yellow skin, and a high forehead.

With a smile on his face, he reached out and tapped on the open door a few times, and said, "Fellow Daoist, it seems that you are awake." ”

"You guys go out first, it's none of your business here."

The latter sentence is addressed to the doctors.

Hearing this, everyone put down the affairs at hand and walked out quickly.

This is a special sanatorium set up by the company, and its staff naturally come into frequent contact with the monks. And in their cognition, the retro clothes are very powerful, and the director of the nursing home has to bow his head when he sees it.

It's the big people who come here to rub the medical service, and they have to be good when they meet these fluttering people.

Those who know more about the company will recognize the title of this part of the people.

Company consultant, cultivation power.

“……”

The real person of the flying star was silent.

The alchemy master felt a hint of coolness, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

This person's cultivation seems to be higher than I thought.

It's not a god, but at least it's at the level of the Eight Uniques.

"Fellow Daoist, we are not enemies."

"There could be enemies."

Feixing Zhenren spoke slowly, there was no hostility on his body, and there was no killing intent in his eyes, but for some reason, there was something colder than killing intent on his body.

The alchemy master is from Qindi, he has participated in wars, and the other party's state is like a soldier with high nervous tension in the war.

Everything can be targeted, regardless of hostility or murderous intent, and for no reason. As long as you think there is a threat, you will take the most violent attack.

"Maybe you should give me a chance to explain."

He stopped, not coming any closer.

The ghost knows what kind of environment this reincarnation was in before his death, will he suspect that he has fallen into illusion? Will you really see yourself as an enemy?

As a monk himself, he understands their urine very well. Once you determine that you are in danger, it is possible to use a killing move at the cost of your life.

"Don't you wonder where you are? I declare in advance that this is not a fantasy, and you are not in a fantasy, let alone in danger. ”

"On the contrary, you are very lucky to be reincarnated at the time after the birth of the immortal. If you had put it seven or eight years ago, maybe someone would have killed you before you recovered. ”

The alchemy master couldn't help but have a hint of envy in his words.

Alchemists like him are not aggressive themselves, and they prefer a peaceful and safe environment. But it backfired, and the period when he was just reincarnated was the most intense conflict between the government and the monks.

If he hadn't treated a few mortal figures, he might have died in that turmoil

Reincarnation? Immortals!

The Flying Star True Man grabbed the key information almost instantly, and an incomparably majestic figure immediately appeared in his mind.

"Immortals? Who is this immortal? ”

"This still needs to be asked, aren't you from the Immortal Dao era?"

The alchemy master's expression suddenly became a little more vigilant, originally he regarded the other party as his own person, if it was not a person from the Immortal Dao Era, it was an outsider.

It's not that he has a strong xenophobic mentality, but that he was really scared in the early years. People who are not in the era of the fairy path are analogous to meeting antisocial people in modern society, and there is no bottom line in doing things one by one.

He's not a saint, but he definitely doesn't get along with those cannibals.

"What is the name of an immortal?"

Feixing Zhenren hurriedly asked, no longer having the previous indifferent attitude.

"Is it surnamed Li, named Changsheng, very handsome, and majestic demeanor that can make heaven and earth kneel?"

"Huh?"

The alchemy master's expression softened at first when he heard the other party's name be called, but the description that followed made him a little confused.

He had seen immortals, and he was also present when he fought the Dragon Palace.

It's called a road to simplicity, not to mention the majesty of the demeanor, that is, walking without wind.

As for his appearance, he doesn't care much, but he can still tell the beauty from the ugly. The facial features of the immortals are upright, and they are definitely not ugly, nor are they good-looking.

The alchemy master took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and put it in front of Feixing Zhenren, and what caught his eye was an ordinary young man wearing a white T-shirt and slacks, and a red plastic bag in his hand, standing on the ridge of the countryside.

"Is this an immortal?"

This is a photo taken by Zhao Si and used to upload it to the company's database, which is the monk's record. Originally, I wanted to shoot a little taller, but when I thought of the other party's daily style, what if I was too tall for others to recognize.

Li Yi is recognized as unremarkable, except for a small number of extremely fanatical immortals. They think that most people in Shenzhou are dignified, and Yushu is in the wind, because immortals are similar to ordinary people.

To get back to the point, all monks need to be recorded and managed, and Li Yi belongs to the high-level to see, so that they can have bright spots in the future, so as not to provoke others.

The alchemy master naturally belongs to the top of the company, and the Jindan period is cultivated, and the Yuan Infant period is the Tao, and now this environment is also a mainstay.

"It's not."

Feixing Zhenren shook his head without hesitation, and then his face showed a little concealment, and commented: "I think this son is mediocre, how can it be an immortal?" ”

The alchemy master drew another photo, the giant city that shrouded the heavens and the earth stood in the sky, and a figure held the giant city high, standing up to the sky and the earth.

The photo is taken from the bottom to the top, which shows the grandeur of the capital city and the strength of the individual.

It's the ultimate display of individual power.

In modern parlance: there is beauty of intensity.

This photo was taken some time ago, and now it is widely circulated on the Internet and has become a new generation of screensavers for many people.

"Where's this?"

"I can't see my face clearly, but I guess it's an immortal."

The real person of Feixing nodded repeatedly.

There are only immortals in the world who have such great power.

"Can't see your face? I'll look for it. ”

The alchemy master rummaged in his mobile phone again, in fact, he had thousands of photos of immortals, but there were very few immortals who could see their faces clearly.

That one is both low-key and high-profile, and he is so low-key that he can't see the end of the dragon, but once he makes any movement, it will be turned upside down.

Finally he found a photo that fits the bill.

It was taken at the mouth of the Yangtze River, which is also the entrance to the Dragon Palace today, and he was also present at the time.

The unremarkable young man stood on the surface of the river, and the golden giant towered behind him. The former has no breath, and the latter is like a god, still and moving.

"Where's this?"

"Hiss......"

Feixing Zhenren looked at it for a long time with a contemplative face.

The appearance is completely different, the temperament is very similar, but the difference is very big. If you have to say it, there is a little more human touch, and there is no overriding domineering.

Suddenly, he noticed the golden giant.

Soldier's immortality?

That's right.

Feixing Zhenren slapped his thigh and praised: "It's really Tianrong!" It can be described as unparalleled in the world. ”

The alchemy master tugged at the corners of his mouth, he remembered that someone had said a few minutes ago, "This son is mediocre."

The misunderstanding was cleared, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a lot.

The alchemy master began to explain the situation to the other party, reincarnation and rebirth, modernity, countless powerhouses from the past and present to gather in an era, and so on.

After listening to it, Feixing Zhenren did not show excitement or fear, even if he heard about it, he could calm down.

This made him a little curious.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that he has not been shaken by such a world of great controversy."

The reincarnated person who is new to the world is either excited or afraid. At first, most of the former were beaten, and they basically had to go through a beating to wake up.

In his opinion, Feixing Zhenren undoubtedly belongs to the former.

Feixing Zhenren replied undeniably: "The truly terrifying is always invisible, I have no way to transform into a god, nor do I know the power of the Holy King, let alone the majesty of the Phaseless." ”

"But I am a human race, a man who destroys the heavens."

But Feixing Zhenren is not arrogant, let alone arrogant, but the enemies in the previous life are more terrifying than the current one.

It is the measure of calamity, and it is the way of heaven.

"Huh?"

The alchemy master's mouth opened slightly, his eyes were a little dull, and then there was a little more apology in his eyes.

I took too much medicine, and I got hysteria.

How can the Heavenly Dao be cut down, and how can it be cut down by others?

Take 10,000 steps back, everyone is a part of the Heavenly Dao. When someone can reach the point of cutting down the heavens, then the heavenly dao is only stronger than him.

If you depart from the Heavenly Dao, then the so-called cultivation will be gone.

(End of chapter)