Without warning, it suddenly began to rain in the sky.

The mountains in the distance were shrouded in a thick mist, and at first the silhouette was faintly visible, but as the rain fell, they gradually faded into shape.

Beneath the dense jungle near the mountains lies a bloody Shura field, where broken swords and broken armor are scattered haphazardly on the ground, and the corpses of soldiers are lying strewn around the trees.

A monster beast resembling a tiger lay on top of a boulder, blood spilling from beneath it, and three spears were plunged deep into its body, but apparently it did not die immediately, but bit another soldier to death with its fangs before dying.

A monk dressed in fine clothes and another squid-like monster were hugging each other in a strange posture, but it was not because they had deep feelings, but because the monster's thick tentacles were entangled in the monk's body, squeezing the monk's internal organs, and the monk's dying blow manipulated the magic weapon flywheel to cut the monster's head, and died with it.

The rain was still falling, and the water on the ground had diluted the blood that had not yet dried up, as if he felt the cold raindrops, Yan Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Where is this? Why am I here?

The pungent smell of blood made Yan Zheng sniffle, and he wanted to stand up, but the sharp pain in his abdomen made him give up the idea.

He vaguely remembered that he was working overtime in the architectural design institute alone, no way, the deadline for delivery would be tomorrow, and it was normal to work overtime in this line, he made a cup of coffee to refresh himself, and picked up the mouse to continue drawing, but his heart suddenly came with a tearing pain, he fell to the ground, and fainted in front of him.

Could it be that I'm already dead?

Yan Zheng laughed, because his first reaction was that he didn't have to deliver the manuscript tomorrow, since he won the bid, he has been in the company for seven days a week without rest, and the company even called on everyone to live in the company, he felt that he was in hell all the time, and he wished that the company would close down quickly.

But looking around, the sight of flesh and blood made his smile freeze on his face, and he thought he had left Hell, when in fact he had only crossed from one hell to another.

Something is wrong, very wrong, where the hell is this?

Yan Zheng suppressed the strong urge to vomit and patted his head vigorously, trying his best to recall the memory of the body itself.

The previous owner of this body was a border soldier of the Dalin Dynasty, whose name was the same as him, Yan Zheng, and the family had been doing their duty for generations, farming for a living, but the taxes were heavier, and he heard that enlisting in the army could reduce taxes, so he left his parents and joined the army, but there was no money to pay officials, and there was no prominent family status, so he was directly sent to the northern border with the most difficult environment and the highest casualty rate to become a lowest-level border soldier.

This world is different from the earth in many ways, and it is somewhat similar to myths and legends, the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, mortals can also become immortals when they cultivate, and with the continuous improvement of cultivation, Shouyuan will also increase exponentially.

The vast creatures walked between the earthly worlds, and the gods and immortals sat in the nine heavens to watch the clouds roll up.

Feeling that the pain in the wound was slightly reduced, Yan Zheng tore off a sleeve of his shirt and bandaged the wound on his abdomen with the sanitary rescue techniques he had learned in previous military training, and the wound in his abdomen penetrated his body, I don't know what caused it, but after bandaging, it no longer bleeds.

Yan Zheng supported the tree behind him with his hands, and stood up from the ground with difficulty, his current body is nothing special, but after the experience of the border army, it is stronger than ordinary people, but it is much stronger than his original weak body that often stays up late, if he hadn't stayed up too late, he would not have died of myocardial infarction at such a young age.

He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and walked slowly towards the outside of the forest, which made him feel unsafe, and he wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, but the wound in his abdomen prevented him from walking normally, so he had to walk for a while and hold on to the tree.

Yan Zheng stopped as he passed by the monk in fancy clothes, and he suddenly remembered that he knew this person.

Luo Tianchen, a name emerged from his memory, this is the only immortal cultivator in his guard, the future young head of the Luo family, he entered the border army in order to make meritorious contributions, and got the position of deputy commander, usually always commanding, like the department manager who entered through the back door in the company before, but Luo Tianchen's strength is not bad among immortal cultivators, which is much stronger than that department manager.

Yan Zheng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pull out the flywheel that was deeply inserted into the head of the demon beast, this flywheel is Luo Tianchen's natal magic weapon, even if it lost its brilliance because of the death of its master, but after the infusion of aura, it is still a sharp and abnormal blade, and the weight is also very light, it is very suitable for self-defense, but when you use it, you have to be careful not to cut your own hand first.

Luo Tianchen, who was entangled by the demon beast, didn't seem to believe that he would die here, Yan Zheng took the flywheel into his arms, and then closed his eyes, although he didn't like this person, but after all, it was not good to take other people's things and not do something in return.

The rain has not stopped, the sky is gradually darkening, the armor soaked by the rain is extremely cold, Yan Zheng simply took it off, from just now, the howl of the beast began to come from the depths of the dense forest, recalling the huge tiger that bit off the body of a soldier and the strange monster beast that even Luo Tianchen, an immortal cultivator, was invincible, Yan Zheng really didn't dare to stay here for a long time, he had to find a safe place as soon as possible, otherwise holding such an injured body, there was a chance that it would become a good meal for demon beasts.

The corpses of those soldiers have become stiff, like statues carved from rock, these faces look very familiar, it seems that they had gaged together yesterday, these people should be comrades-in-arms of the same guard with him, but because the memories of the two lives have been confused, Yan Zheng can't remember their names anyway, but the names of those good buddies who have played since childhood and adulthood appear in his mind, I don't know what they are doing at this moment, are they running for life? Or go shopping with your beloved girlfriend? Or have you already returned home and had dinner with your parents?

However, he no longer had time to think about these things, and although he still felt like a dream, the physical pain and the gradual digestion of past memories kept reminding him that the world was real and that he had really crossed over.

A trace of scarlet glimmer suddenly flickered in the forest in front of him, the glimmer was like breathing, flickering incessantly at an even frequency, Yan Zheng held the tree with his hand, and walked towards the location where the glimmer was, and when he got closer, he found that it was a crystal clear tree that was emitting a shimmer!

You don't have to think about it Yan Zheng to know that this tree is obviously not ordinary, the tree as a whole has a crystal-like texture, and there is a blood-red fruit hanging under the low-hanging branches, and the fruit itself is constantly flashing with light, obviously the glimmer that Yan Zheng saw before came from this fruit.

The fruit exuded a strange fragrance, Yan Zheng, who smelled the aroma, suddenly felt refreshed, and the pain in his body was reduced a lot, he suddenly remembered that the ginseng fruit planted by Zhenyuan Daxian in "Journey to the West" matured once in nine thousand years, and he could live for 360 years if he smelled it, and he could live for 47,000 years if he ate one, and the fruit in front of him was very wonderful just because of the aroma, and he didn't know what kind of benefits it would have after eating it.

Yan Zheng brought a small stone to step on, and stretched out his hand to pick the fruit, but his arm was not long enough, and every time he tried to pull the wound in his abdomen, making him feel pain, Yan Zheng's heart jumped suddenly, grabbed the fruit, and as the fruit fell off, he also fell to the ground fiercely, and the wound in his abdomen that barely healed cracked and oozes blood again.

After losing the fruit, the tree lost its life, its crystal trunk dimmed, and its branches broke and fell to the ground, shattering into powder.

This is exactly Luo Tianchen's goal - Red Yarn Bodhi!

"This Bodhi Blood Tree grows in the secluded realm, absorbing the blood and qi of all living beings, and is originally the darkest and most evil thing, but the red yarn Bodhi it produces is a divine object, and it can make people immortal after taking it.

Our ancestors of the Luo family unexpectedly learned the location of this Bodhi blood tree, and regarded it as an unpassed secret to this day, just to wait for this Bodhi blood tree to bear fruit, now the time is ripe, you go with me to pick the fruit, if I Luo Tianchen is prosperous and rich, I will not forget the help of my brothers! ”

Luo Tianchen's words suddenly came to mind, Yan Zheng suddenly remembered why he was here, originally they were just going to carry out an exploration mission outside the border, but halfway through under the leadership of Luo Tianchen, they left the large army and marched towards the deeper forest, and that forest was completely different from the direction of this exploration mission, and the danger they faced was not yet known, even with Luo Tianchen, an immortal cultivator, opening the way in front, they also paid the price of many brothers to find the Bodhi Blood Tree, but around that tree, There are also several hideous and terrifying monsters, which also smell the aroma of ripe fruit and want to take it into their pockets.

Luo Tianchen took the lead in attacking, this fruit is of great significance to him and his family, he must not lose it, Yan Zheng and his comrades also had a fierce battle with the demon beast, but this forest is far beyond the border, the strength of the demon beast is also extremely strong, and the comrades-in-arms have been seriously injured, Yan Zheng was also pierced by a python-like demon beast with a tongue pierced through the body, thrown aside and passed out, until he crossed over, and was reborn.

Just for this thing, so many lives were paid.

Looking at the scarlet fruit that shimmered in his hand, Yan Zheng felt embarrassed, throughout the ages, how many emperors were greedy for immortality, Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng sent Xu Fu to take boys and girls to the east to find the "medicine of immortality", Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che Taishan indulged in summoning ghosts and gods and looking for immortality after sealing Zen, Tang Taizong Li Shimin prayed for longevity and took the elixir refined by warlocks every day, and Ming Shizong Zhu Houxi searched everywhere for monks and secret recipes, and was bent on seeking immortality.

And the key to unlocking immortality is now in Yan Zheng's hands, as long as he eats it, he will be able to open the door to immortality and reach the other side that countless people can't reach.

For this hard-won second life, he had to live, Yan Zheng picked up the fruit and ate it without thinking.