All men are mortal.

There is only early death and late death.

Wang Yuanze died neither early nor late, at noon.

A certain day in a certain month and a certain year.

In a ward on the fifth floor of a modern hospital.

Wang Yuanze was lying on the bed, his face covered with an oxygen mask, and the electrocardiograph at the bedside sounded a few ticking alarms, and then the beating radio waves suddenly turned into a straight green line.

Soon a group of doctors hurriedly ran in for all kinds of first aid, but at this time there was no way back, this super debilitating person with heart failure, liver failure, kidney failure, and lung failure after three days of admission to the hospital, finally hung up.

"If there is an afterlife, I must not work so hard to earn money......"

This was the last remaining consciousness of Wang Yuanze before his death, and then the last trace of light in his eyes dissipated, and his soul seemed to be swallowed by endless cold and darkness.

But just as his consciousness completely dissipated, a huge suction force suddenly dragged him into a dark vortex like a water pump.

......

In the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, a group of Taoist priests were gathered together, and seven pairs of eyes were staring directly at the corpse of a young man on the ground.

"Big brother, it's been so long, why haven't you woken up yet, could it be that this soul bead is fake?" asked a Taoist priest full of doubts.

"This ......" The horse-faced Taoist priest was not sure, but his blackened face was even darker.

He is just a bandit, although he is also a top master in the rivers and lakes, but for this kind of authentic fairy baby, it is really just Erha looking at the stars, only confused, and the name and use method are all learned from the mouth of the immortal who was robbed and killed by him.

At that time, the man was seriously injured and came out of the land of black sand, several big holes in his body, and the blood was about to run dry, but he didn't die, he knew very well that this person must be a qi practitioner, a legendary immortal, not a mortal master like him who had just opened the second vein of Ren Du.

And that immortal obviously also thought that Ma Yan, a mortal person, would not dare to make a move on him, not to mention that it had reached the point of running out of oil at that time, and he had to rely on Ma Yan, not only took out the Soul Fixing Bead to teach him how to use it in case of accidents, but even promised to give him a rare elixir after being saved.

But for the leader of the Qinghuang Seven Evils who has always relied on robbing homes and houses for a living, it is impossible for him to do good deeds, and it is impossible for him to do it for a lifetime, and the only thing he likes to do is to rob and kill people.

So he pretended to agree to escort the immortal out of the land of black sand, deliberately grinding on the way, the immortal finally couldn't stand it anymore after holding on for a day, and with his last breath he asked Ma Yan to fix his soul with a soul bead, and then quickly sent back to Longmen Mountain.

The opportunity that Ma Yan was waiting for finally came, so he pretended to help use the Soul Bead, and then killed the immortal with a knife, but under the search, there was nothing on this person's body except for a Soul Bead and a small bag containing the Soul Bead, and there was no elixir in his dreams.

Ma Yan fled back to his nest in a hurry, still felt unsafe after hiding for a while, and fled to Funiu Mountain with a few companions, and then occupied Qinghe Temple.

And he has never mentioned the matter of killing the disciples of the Longmen Dojo to anyone, including the few companions in front of him, because once this matter spreads, he will definitely not be able to save the hundred soul beads of each of the Seven Demons of the Green Desolation, and he will definitely be wiped out into scum by the immortals of Longmen Mountain.

This time, in order to get the opportunity to enter the Patriarch's Cave, he had to take a risk and take out this soul bead.

But he was not sure about the ending, because the reunion of the divine soul died and came back to life, Mo said that he had not heard of it, and there had never been a rumor in the Xianmen Dojo.

Therefore, as time slowly passed, not only did several companions gradually lose confidence, but even Ma Yan himself felt that he had no confidence, and began to regret the original murder and robbery, maybe he could get an elixir if he saved the immortal that time, maybe he could get an elixir, maybe......

Just when Ma Yan secretly regretted that he had not done it at the beginning, the young man lying on the ground suddenly writhed a few times like a spasmodic body, and sat up with an exclamation in his hands and feet.

"It's alive, haha, it's really alive!"

A group of Taoist priests burst into cheers in an instant after a brief loss of consciousness.

"This ...... Where is this? ...... Who are you?"

After Wang Yuanze sat up, he laboriously opened his blood-soaked eyes, and looked at the group of Taoist priests in front of him with a blank face.

"Little bastard, do you still want to die in the hands of Dao Ye?" Ma lifted Wang Yuanze up with a hideous face, and his gritted eyes were full of anger and regret.

When he took the risk to kill the immortals of Longmen Mountain, nine of them were tempted by this treasure, and since then he has provoked an enemy who he can't afford to provoke.

But right now, it's wasted on the guy in front of you.

And this guy is still pretending to be stupid after he comes back to life, and he even pretends not to know them.

But the young man who came to his senses at this time really didn't know them, and his face was still full of confusion, and he was still trying to remember whether he was dead or not.

But at the same time as he was lifted by the horse's face, countless things that did not belong to his memory at all suddenly rushed into his consciousness like a tide, and in an instant, Wang Yuanze felt that his head was like being nailed into a red-hot iron nail, and the severe pain made him scream, and he rolled his eyes and passed out again.

"It's over, it's over, is it back to the light and dead?"

A group of Taoist priests were at a loss, and the horse-faced Taoist priest also had a distorted face, but after reaching out to probe the young man's mouth, nose and pulse, his tense face slowly relaxed.

"The breath is still stable, it should be fine, first send him to the room to recuperate and take care of him, just wait for tomorrow to send him to the ancestral cave, as long as he can take out things alive, it will not be in vain!" Ma Yan waved his hand and exhaled a long breath, and the remaining Taoist priests carried the young man into the wing room of the Taoist temple and settled down.

......

When Wang Yuanze woke up again, it was already the middle of the night, and he found himself tied up like a dumpling lying in a dilapidated house.

There is a large hole in the roof where you can see the stars in the sky.

And my mind is full of strange memories that don't belong to me at all.

What mountains and seas, the Kyushu continent, the seven evils of the green wilderness, and even all kinds of demons, monsters and fairy legends, the content is completely like a mythological novel, so confused that he can't tell whether he is dead or alive.

Wang Yuanze's eyes widened, looking at the quiet and deep night sky through the hole in the roof.

Maybe it's just a dream of yourself?!

"Whew~~~"

A terrifying beast roar in the darkness of the night quickly brought his thoughts back to his eyes.

The silent night sky, the dilapidated houses, the clear and clean stars, and the thrilling roar, coupled with the binding like a rice dumpling, made him clearly understand that the current situation was very bad.

The feeling is unusually real.

It doesn't feel like a dream at all.

Carefully compare these incoherent and unfamiliar memories that pop up in your mind.

Wang Yuanze decided to take the risk to test his judgment and ideas.

Because he may become the head of the Qinghe faction tomorrow.

In the ten years before that, this sect had changed four heads, and he was the fifth.

It is absolutely not normal for a sect to change its head so diligently.

Not to mention that he knew, even the little prince of the Zhennan Hou Mansion who was possessed by himself knew, and even did not hesitate to die headlong.