Last time, it was said that Yuan Ding fell last because of physical reasons.

On this day, he was humming with a wooden stick he had cut down from the side of the road, and when he was hurrying with a few passers-by, he heard someone behind him shouting, "Stop, you guys." ”

When the scattered people on the official road heard this, they stood still and looked back, only to see seven or eight fierce men holding weapons on their shoulders, majestically catching up, looking up and down the people who were hurrying up and down with ill intentions.

One of them said, "Have you seen the demon cubs of the Qingwei faction passing by?" ”

An old man driving a donkey cart said, "I haven't seen it." ”

The few people didn't think about what the old man said, but began to use a frisbee-like thing to probe the people who were hurrying one by one.

But the frisbee hasn't changed much from start to finish. The man with the frisbee shook his head at the one in charge.

The man at the head said, "Old man, where are you going?" ”

The old man who answered just now said: "The little second child is the backer of the fort in front, isn't this driving the donkey home." ”

"What about you?"

The others replied separately, but two of them went to the hometown of Shangqing to meet the opportunity, and Yuan Ding took the opportunity to say that he also went to the hometown of Shangqing.

The man at the head sneered and said to Yuan Ding: "You sick ghost even went to Shangqing's hometown? Could it be that you are impatient to live? ”

Other men agreed: "But really, it's really a cat and a dog that has come up." ”

Yuan Ding was not angry, and said lightly: "I know my body, the root of the disease that fell small, the doctor said that only the fairy prescription can save it." I heard that there is a treasure born in the hometown of the Shangqing faction, and many capable monks will go there, so I thought about trying my luck, maybe I can really meet the fairy Fangzi! ”

The man at the head laughed and said, "Mortals really don't know anything. Then he said to his subordinates, "Let's go, let's go ahead and have a look." Then he left a few of them and went forward.

Yuan Ding couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and said with annoyance: "It's bad, why don't you know that they have a treasure to explore the true yuan, the Qingwei faction is more auspicious this time." ”

Now he can't contact everyone, he can only take one step at a time and resign himself to fate.

After that, along the way, I met three waves of people who inquired about the identity of the Qingwei faction, and looking at the clothes they were wearing, I knew that there were not only Changshan gangs among them, but also other gangs. It seems that someone has united the gangs and is determined to obtain the treasures of the Shangqing Dynasty.

After about 20 days of stopping and going, Yuan Ding finally arrived in the town under the Shangqing faction. Because the town is closest to the Shangqing Pai Mountain Gate, people come from time to time to hang and hunt for treasures, but it is also prosperous, at least there are many restaurants and inns.

Yuan Ding looked at the bustling flow of people in the town, and suddenly returned to the place where he had dreamed of a long time.

Maybe there's no going back in this life.

Yuan Ding sighed sadly!

But sadness has always been the most incompetent emotion, at least it can't help Yuan Ding find a place to live.

Yes, the inn was overcrowded, and even the houses were full. Even tents were erected on the streets and along the low walls.

Only then did Yuan Ding realize the influence of the moon and the middle heavens on this side of the world.

Yuan Ding had no choice but to go to the temple outside the village to spend the night, but even the temple, including the temple, was surrounded by tents.

In a few days, the middle of the month will be reached, but there is no place to live anymore. In desperation, Yuan Ding could only go to the Shangqing Sect Mountain Gate, hoping that there would be a place to stay.

The mountain gate said that it was not far away, and if there was cultivation in the body, it would take half a day to apply the divine talisman. But Yuan Ding was not as good as ordinary people at this time, and he walked for a night, and did not arrive until near noon the next day.

The mountain gate is a gatehouse carved from thick stone, but at this time only the broken half remains, and the remaining half has been buried deep in the weeds and vines, leaving only a few large and majestic dilapidated stone pillars telling the past glory of a sect.

In front of the mountain gate is a huge square, the square is paved with neat stones, thousands of years have passed, these stones have long become potholes, and the gaps are full of wild grasses, wild flowers, wild trees, and there is still half a square there.

There were many people in the square, either talking softly or meditating, paying no attention to others.

Yuan Ding walked silently across the square, looking at the wide and tall broken stone pillars in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh that the Shangqing faction was at its peak back then.

Yuan Ding's footsteps did not stop, wanting to boast about the mountain gate, not wanting to be blocked by a barrier.

He knew that this was the outer barrier of the mountain guarding array, and wanted to try again, so he heard someone say: "Xiaoyou, you mortal body can't enter." ”

Looking for prestige, he saw a white-bearded old man looking at him kindly, and seeing him looking at him, the old man continued: "This mountain guarding array can only be entered by those who cultivate the Dao of the Shangqing Sect, even if we cultivators can't enter, let alone you mortals." ”

Yuan Ding said: "Thank you for telling me, so I'll go." He said that he was leaving.

The old man said again: "Shouldn't Xiaoyou also come to meet the opportunity?" ”

Yuan Ding said: "Don't hide it, I'm here to see if I can find a fairy cure to cure my disease, it can be regarded as a chance." ”

The old man said: "This place is full of cultivators, don't you know that it is very dangerous?" ”

Yuan Ding sighed: "Hey! You've also seen that my body is better than waiting for death. ”

The old man's eyes burned and said: "I see that your body is fine, but your soul has been damaged, and this disease can really be cured by the prescription of a cultivator." But you can't get in, I think you better go back. ”

Yuan Ding said: "Thank you for telling me, there will be more and more immortal cultivators gathered here, maybe a certain immortal cultivator is willing to help." I heard that the baby will be born in some days, maybe anyone will be able to enter at that time, I will wait, left and right is a chance, even if he dies, it will be a hundred. ”

The old man said, "In that case, you can do it yourself." ”

Yuan Ding arched his hand to the old man, and the pillar staff left. The old man looked at him as if he was looking at him, and said to himself, "Am I too careful?" ”

He didn't know that Yuan Ding was so nervous at the moment that he was desperately trying to control his body to make his performance natural. This kind old man is obviously testing himself.

He didn't know what would happen if he didn't answer correctly, but now it seemed that the old man wouldn't doubt him anymore.

The mountain gate couldn't stay, and Yuan Ding had to return to the town. The town continued its name two thousand years ago and was called Linxian Town.

Now, in addition to the accidents of mortal life in the town, there are many cultivators who have started the business of cultivators in the wide valley outside the town.

Yuan Ding returned to the town again and felt that this was the mortal world, full of fireworks in the world.

But there is no place where he can settle here, he is probably the worst traverser, Yuan Ding smiled bitterly and sighed, there is no golden finger, no system, and now there is no one he even knows.

At noon, Yuan Ding ate a bowl of noodles at a noodle stall in the town and paid 30 yuan. This made Yuan Ding very distressed, you must know that a bowl of noodles costs ten cents. Yuan Ding didn't want to give, the boss was an honest man, and explained to Yuan Ding flatteringly, now there are too many people from Linxian Town, bringing up local consumption, and he is helpless, you must know that now the flour has turned over, and the noodles must rise.

What made him even more distressed was that it was the middle of the moon tonight, and he didn't even have a place to stay.

Yuan Ding had to go to the mountain, hoping to find a cave to accommodate him in half a day. Don't think about the house, it's full of cultivators. A cultivator's truth will not be told to a mortal.

Time passed quickly, and although Yuan Ding was tired like a dog, he still couldn't find any shelter when the sun set.

Yuan Ding had to use a dagger to cut down tree branches and build a simple nest hoping to survive the middle of the moon.

The night came quickly, and Yuan Ding tried to lie flat to keep his breathing steady, but with the appearance of two full moons, the frenzied aura easily burrowed into his makeshift shack, and then squeezed into his body like glasses.

It's okay to say that as a mortal, I won't squeeze much into my skin. But breathing was troublesome, and as he breathed, Yuan Ding felt that his body was slowly swollen, and his muscles and skin were slowly torn.

If this continues, within an hour, Yuan Ding will definitely explode and die.

He will be called the first male protagonist to cross into the other world and blow himself up, and there is no one else.

Yuan Ding realized that it was not possible to go on like this, and the only way to digest the aura that entered the body was to cultivate, but once he breathed and breathed into the body to cultivate, the aura that entered the body would increase exponentially, and the aura burst and was unstable, and it would take a long time just to appease and comb it.

Therefore, the more you cultivate, the more you will speed up the time to self-destruct.

Half an hour later, Yuan Ding no longer looked thin, like an inflated balloon, every inch of flesh on his body was roaring in pain, and even now even his bones were faintly painful.

Rather than wait for death, it's better to fight. At that moment, Yuan Ding didn't care about any warnings that he couldn't meditate and cultivate, and silently cultivated according to the practice route of breathing and breathing.

Yuan Ding hadn't had time to learn the Qingwei School's method of spitting. He used a set of methods of breathing during the Qi refining period that were common in this realm, namely "Taishang Dao Ancestor Says Changqing Jing Sutra" and "Taishang Dao Ancestor Evolution and Cultivation Catalogue". It was the royal qi training method that Emperor Taizu of the Great Xuan Dynasty passed on to the world, and talented people could cultivate to the qi refining period.

As time passed, the two moons were already hanging high in the sky, and the aura between heaven and earth was extremely thick, gradually turning into mist, and gradually swimming, towards all living objects.

Yuan Ding wanted to simplify the horror of the moon. The mist-like aura easily penetrated Yuan Ding's skin, surging through his body.

The skin of the whole body also turned red in an instant.

Yuan Ding's body trembled suddenly, and he felt the huge aura penetrate from the pores of his body without hindrance, surging with his method of exhaling luck.

At first, he could barely control it, but with the increase of aura, he began to wander on his own without being at the mercy of Yuan Ding. Yuan Ding's body also began to tremble uncontrollably, and he felt that the cells in his body began to become active, and then went on his own, wanting to get out of his body and wander out.

The more anxious Yuan Ding was, the slower the work of exhalation, and the less and less aura he carried, under such a vicious circle, Yuan Ding finally couldn't hold on to his mind.

With the loss of Yuan Ding's mind, the violent aura poured towards his divine court as if he had found an outlet, and Yuan Ding couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of old blood and passed out.

Fortunately, in the middle of the month, all kinds of insects and beasts will also return to the nest and retreat, otherwise Yuan Ding's body is just a big meal for the insects and beasts.

The Divine Court is the abode of the gods. After the violent aura rushed into his divine court, it was completely devoured by the divine soul, and the damaged divine soul also repaired itself at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yuan Ding, who was in a coma, naturally didn't know anything about it, so he couldn't help but snort comfortably and continued to be comatose comfortably.

Maybe he's asleep.

After the completion of the divine soul repair, the influx of spiritual energy not only did not stop, but it continued to strengthen, but Yuan Ding had no way of knowing all this.