In late autumn, an autumn mood is bleak, and the yellow leaves in the sky dance with the wind.

These two days have been cloudy and rainy, and the temperature has dropped sharply.

The damp wind and fine raindrops raged back and forth, and the atmosphere was gloomy and cold.

Su Fan was lying on the dirty and broken bed, with layers of bandages tied to his body like a mummy, and the room was filled with a pungent smell of medicine.

He tightened the quilt on his body weakly and stared blankly at the roof.

I have a house and a car on the earth, and I live a good life, how can I sleep and travel to this ghost place.

The owner of this body has the same name and surname as him, and he is an immortal cultivator.

It is the immortal in myths and legends, riding the wind and Yuyu, and a sword spanning thousands of miles.

They catch the dragon as a ride, take the crane as a companion, eat and drink the dew, the years are not old, and they enjoy the supreme freedom in the world!

But with the sporadic memories that appeared intermittently, Su Fan finally saw the true face of this fantasy and treacherous world.

The immortal cultivators of this world are indeed very powerful, and they can really live forever, and even live with heaven and earth.

But those people are only a very small minority of thousands of monks.

A casual cultivator like him, who can risk his life for a spirit stone, is no different from an ant.

Legends are all deceitful, and what is written in mortals is true.

But Han Lao Mo is a disciple of the sect of Huang Feng Valley, and he can pick up a palm bottle just by walking around.

There was nothing in his predecessor, and throughout his cultivation career, it was full of tears.

The memory of this body is full of humiliation and unwillingness.

Standing in a foreign land.

The qualifications of the four spirit roots, the bottleneck of the second layer of qi cultivation has stuck him for more than ten years.

The cultivation of the immortal path is difficult, and it can be described as killing every step of the way, like walking on thin ice.

He's a little homesick again, that eighteenth-tier town.

Su Fan has no ambitions, and after graduation, his classmates are all working hard in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and only he has returned to his hometown.

The pace of life is slow, and consumption is low.

If you don't have any pursuit, you can lie down comfortably for a lifetime.

Here he can afford to live in a two-bedroom apartment with little share, and he can also afford a cheap and cost-effective domestic SUV.

If it weren't for the divorce, his life would have been complete.

"I miss my child......"

I lost my father at such a young age, what should I do if I am bullied in the future.

Thinking of this, Su Fan sighed.

"I can't go back, I still have to live my life......"

I glanced at the ancient book at the head of the bed, picked it up and flipped through it, the pages were tattered, and the second half of the book was torn off.

Frustrated, he threw the book aside.

I was hurt like this, all thanks to this book.

A few days ago, the predecessor was hired by the Shaoyang faction to participate in the encirclement and suppression of evil cultivators in the mountains near Fang City.

I don't know what shit luck I had, but I actually found a storage bag on the corpse of an evil cultivator.

Evil cultivators are like rats crossing the street, hiding everywhere every day, and they are all poor.

Except for a few spirit stones, the rest are all tattered, and the storage bag is still worth some spirit stones.

But this is undoubtedly a small fortune for him.

It's a pity to see that the immortals who have been cultivating for so many years haven't even mixed up with a storage bag.

Next, I found this broken book, a body path exercise of the Ancient Demon Sect "Heavenly Demon Sect", a fragment of the "Heavenly Demon Holy Body Formula".

Because of the bottleneck period, the progress of the exercises was almost none, and the predecessor began to cultivate the body path ten years ago.

Ten years of penance, now a little success.

Therefore, when he received this book, he was like a treasure.

Because the most rebellious thing about this exercise is that the cultivation speed is extremely fast, and even ascending to the sky in one step.

Demon monks are very perverted and often reckless in order to achieve their goals.

Although the cultivation speed is amazing, the cost is extremely high.

According to the general outline of the "Heavenly Demon Sacred Body Technique", this set of skills does not have the slightest worries.

If the merit is complete, the physical body can even transcend the rules of heaven and earth, and achieve the immortal and immortal Heavenly Demon Holy Body.

Although it is quite mysterious, in Su Fan's opinion, this is a practice of death.

It seems to be very against the sky, but there is no free lunch in the world.

The first layer of the exercise is to lead the heavenly thunder into the body.

The cultivation speed is really fast, as long as you survive the baptism of heaven and earth thunder, you can go from the mortal body to the flesh.

One step to the sky, the achievement of the thunder Dao body.

The first cultivation is also the most dangerous, and only a very small number of people can survive the devastation of heaven and earth thunder.

As for the rest, it is estimated that they are all hanging.

He finally knew how the Heavenly Demon Sect had destroyed the sect, and he was killed by thunder.

The person who created this practice is mentally ill.

risking the danger of five thunderstorms, to bet on the immortal fate of nine deaths and one life, there is a lot of lack of heart.

Isn't it good to be alive......

But the predecessor didn't think so, the qualifications of the four spiritual roots were like waste materials, the sect did not accept them, and they were not children of the immortal cultivation family.

The way he obtained cultivation resources was to team up with people to go into the mountains, collect elixirs, and hunt demon beasts.

Not only is it dangerous, but it also has to be exploited by the shops in the market, and life is so difficult.

In addition, the qualifications are not good, and after twenty years of cultivation, he is still stuck in the bottleneck of the second layer of qi training, and he cannot advance an inch.

Now that I finally have a chance, how can I give up easily.

In the face of such an anti-heaven exercise, he had already been carried away by chance, and he made a resolute decision.

Give it your life.

And the physical cultivation is also the biggest confidence for him to gamble.

Of course, in the end, the result was miserable, and with a slightly small body path exercise, the physical body survived.

The divine soul did not survive the destruction of the thunder of heaven and earth, and finally the soul was scattered.

It was at this time that Su Fan crossed over and occupied this body.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted.

The upper and lower skins of his body were open, the tendons were broken and fractured, the seven orifices were dripping with sticky blood, and the broken robes were scattered on the ground one by one.

Su Fan forgot how he came back, and remembered that he crawled into the house before dark.

He moved, grinning in pain.

What a broken book, but also one step to the sky to achieve the Thunder Dao body.

It's a braggart.

It's been three days, and my body hasn't reacted at all.

Su Fan closed his eyes and muttered a few words full of resentment.

When I opened my eyes again, there was a sudden flash in front of me, followed by a screen popping up.

"It's ......"

The familiar screen in front of him is the character panel of a Xianxia game he played before the crossing.

Name: Su Fan

[Yangshou] 36/92 years old

【Realm】Qi training second layer: 99/100

【Exercises】

1. Mixed Yuan Gong (1st Order): 22/100.

2. Horizontal exercise (second order): 45/200

3. Heavenly Demon Eucharistic Formula (1st Order): 100/100

【Spell】None

【Skill】None

【Magical powers】None

After looking at it with a confused face for a while, Su Fan stretched out his hand to the panel.

Fingers run straight through the screen, as if the panel didn't exist.

What's going on here, is the game coming through with it?

Su Fan was a little excited, could this be my brother's golden finger.

He tried to manipulate the panel, but no matter what he did, it didn't respond.

That's it......

This panel serves no purpose other than digitizing his attributes.

Su Fan sighed, originally thought it was a thing against the sky, who would have thought that it was such a thing.

The progress of the exercises is clear at a glance, concise and clear.

This is not bad, but it's better than nothing.

[Yang Shou] 36/92 years old, in the end he is an immortal cultivator, and he is definitely a long life in the world.

[Realm] Qi training second layer: 99/100, the cultivation bottleneck is like a piece of paper, it depends on when it is broken.

Mixed Yuan Gong is the practice he has practiced for 20 years, and it is very popular in casual cultivation.

The advantage is that it is neutral and peaceful, and the foundation is firm, and the disadvantage is that it is slow.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Body Technique, the things described in the general outline of the exercises, Su Fan thought they were all bragging, but he had no evidence.

Anyway, the exercises of the Demon Gate are not ready to be touched in the future.

Practicing the body skills horizontally, the predecessor minored in the physical path, and practiced penance for ten years, and only recently broke through to the second order, which shows the difficulty of the physical path.

In addition to exercises, spells, supernatural powers, and skills do not appear on the panel.

The supernatural power is too high-end, so let's not mention it for the time being,

It is said that I have been practicing for 20 years, so I should always learn some self-defense spells and skills to make a living.

Su Fan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't figure it out.

The memories left by his predecessor are quite complete except for the recent ones.

But further on, it's more vague, it's all scattered fragments.

Anyway, through the data panel, Su Fan has a clear understanding of his strength.

He's a weak chicken.

With this strength, he dared to go into the mountains to hunt demon beasts, and he dared to be hired by the Shaoyang faction to encircle and suppress evil cultivators.

It's a great life to live until now.

You can't be so prodigal in the future, so let's be an honest life player.

Lying on the broken bed, I thought about it all afternoon.

It wasn't until he was hungry that Su Fan carefully got out of bed and scooped out a spoonful of spiritual rice in the rice jar next to him.

Lingmi is full and slender, crystal clear, and looks very good.

The stove is no different from the rural grandmother's house in the previous life, and coupled with the body's instinctive program memory, it is not difficult to cook.

The water in the pot boiled, and the room was filled with the unique aroma of spiritual rice.

Su Fan sat next to the stove and looked around.

This room is about fifty or sixty square meters, divided into two entrances inside and outside.

There is also a small courtyard outside, which is a little larger than the inside of the house.

The furnishings of the south room are simple, with several cabinets standing against the wall, a broken bed under the window, and futons and kang tables on the floor kang next to it.

The north room is the kitchen, with a stove and water tank on the left, a board and cupboard on the other side, and firewood piled up in the corner.

Just this dilapidated house, rent a spirit stone.

Don't be too expensive, once you quit the rent, I don't know how many casual cultivators are crying and shouting to live in.

After all, this place is very close to Shaoyang Paifang City, and at least safety can be guaranteed.

What's more, the aura in other places is not half a star worse than here.

When the spiritual rice was cooked, I couldn't wait to lift the lid of the pot, and the steaming spiritual rice was filled with a large bowl of spiky rice.

I picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to take a bite.

It's so fragrant.

I have eaten it before, what Thai fragrant rice, what Wuchang rice, all of them are weak.

Just rush this bowl of spiritual rice, and you won't lose by cultivating immortals.

After a meal, it should have been the best time to cultivate, absorbing and digesting the spiritual energy in the spiritual rice.

But Su Fan was injured, so he could only lie on the bed in a daze.

There are no games, no phones, boring to death.

In order to pass the time, he found a miscellaneous book of customs and customs, and learned a little about the situation in this world.