Messy stone hill, burial ground, the sky is dark, and the wind is whistling.........

In the light rain, two figures staggered and crawled, and finally reached the halfway point of the hill, and threw down a gray-black soft object with a bang, and the tall man glanced left and right, and shouted in a low voice: "I'll go back quickly, it is said that there are evil ghosts on the top of the mountain at night." ”

The short man who fell behind him hesitated a little, and muttered: "The young master confessed, he must be thrown into the burial ground, so that he is not afraid of being punished and beaten when he goes back?"

"Beaten....... It's better than losing your life, this dark ghost place is scared to death, let's go!"

The tall man couldn't help but say, and walked down to himself, and the short man turned his head to look at the gray and black sack with a gloomy face, and sighed: "Ugly cow, it's not the right time to blame you for dying, don't haunt my brother." ”

"We are not to blame for a family born to a slave who suffers the death penalty and dies early and is born early. ”

The tall man also glanced at the desolation around him, his eyes fell on the gray and black sack, and his heart was panicked, and he comforted himself.

"Hurry up, hurry up. ”

The short man was even more timid, and he stepped down a few steps to outpacing the tall one, and walked briskly down towards the hill.

Halfway up the hill, next to the stream, a gray-black sack lay quietly, and there was no sound around it for a moment.

For a long time, for a long time............

The light rain stopped suddenly, the dark clouds half cracked, revealing a crescent moon, and a circle of black smoke floated out of the misty night, slowly spreading around the gray and black sacks, and then there was a gloomy low laugh: "Boom...... The soul is scattered but the soul is not separated, and the bitterness and resentment cannot be eliminated! The residual warmth of the physique still exists, but it is the best time to give up. Although the bones are weak and the spiritual veins are rough, it is better than nothing. Alas......... The deity can't afford to wait!"

The black smoke gradually gathered, and finally condensed into a human figure, although it was ethereal, its sword eyebrows and white beards were also like fairy wind bones.

The condensed black smoke is the appearance of an old man, with the facial features and long posture of the beginning, and the gestures unconsciously exude a noble temperament, which can be seen that he was also very handsome when he was young, and he was incompatible with the surrounding gloomy environment. It's just that the old man is dull at the moment, which makes people feel lifeless.

The old man raised his arm, and with a slight touch of his fingertips, the gray-black sack stood upright as if it had been pulled by someone, and the mouth of the bag loosened by itself, revealing a salallow young man's face, his eyes were closed, and his breath was completely gone.

"The limbs are not broken, and the wounds are not deep, but the deity has saved a lot of trouble. ”

The old man exhaled slightly, and his hands slowly formed a strange knot and hit the young man's forehead.

Leisurely, the old man's body emitted a trace of green smoke, and his body gradually showed a transparent color, and the thin moonlight shone on the translucent body, making the old man's weak breath even weaker.

"Walk ......."

With a soft cry from the old man, the transparent body shook slightly, and it coincided with the body of the closed-eyed young man. Then, the young man, who was originally motionless, stirred his legs, and dragged the open sack to get up.

Cautiously, staggering, the young man's eyebrows were still closed, but his feet were staggering, as if his hands and feet were not coordinated.

The surrounding hills are still lonely, and the moonlight shines on the young man's body and falls a long shadow, which is also cold and dull.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were steeply dark, a lead cloud covered the crescent moon, and a muffled sound of explosion thunder came from the sky above the valley, and with the sound of thorny silk, a white lightning fell from the clouds, hitting the halfway waist of the mountain.

"Boom ........"

A thick old tree was broken at the waist, and the trunk and branches fell straight down the mountain stream, and in the thunder and lightning, another piece of white things flew out obliquely, although the speed was not fast, but it smashed on the forehead of the toddler in a daze.

"Smack......

The sound was not loud but the effect was immediate, the young man with his eyes closed was instantly divided into two, it was the young man's body that fell, and the transparent figure of the old man who was still standing.

"Who is the Taoist friend who is bad for me? Although the deity is a seizure, it is not a harm to the heavens and the death, and it has not disobeyed the rules of the heaven and the earth!"

The transparent phantom looked around, frowning and angry.

Finally, the old man discovered the strange source, which was a fan-shaped flake stone, which was attached to the young man's forehead and glowed, and the light came from some strange patterns engraved on the surface of the stone shard.

On top of the stone shard, there was an arm-length phantom, but it was a young man, and his angular face was also blank and confused.

After a while, the phantom boy opened his eyes and looked at the old man who was looking at him with a misty gaze.

"Who are you? Where is this?"

The voice was low and urgent, and the young man then discovered the illusory body of the old man, and was immediately shocked, and then saw that his own body was the same, and he was even more speechless.

"You......... Is it also the heroic spirit that fell on the battlefield, and it also broke through the boundary and fled here?"

The old man frowned, staring at the phantom boy with a wary and wary expression.

"What battlefield? What Heroic Spirit? I don't know. ”

The young man's face showed some confusion, and he said in a hurry: "My name is Chen Chucai, what kind of place is this?"

"It turned out to be a lonely ghost, and he dared to covet what the deity fancied, and that was a capital crime. ”

The old man's right hand was raised slightly, his face became hideous, and he shouted with compassion: "With such a weak soul, it makes no sense to give it to the deity for refining, let's disperse!"

The phantom arm slowly stretched forward, reaching more than a zhang, passing through the young man's illusory body, and pressing directly on the white stone tablet.

The poor phantom boy's body instantly shrank to less than a foot, and he felt as if he was being oppressed by a mountain above his head, although his body had no flesh and bones at this time, he seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking and flesh flying.

And the old man's eyes were even more gloomy, and he had no pity at hand, and grabbed the shining stone chip to continue his feat of seizure.

"Puff ........"

With the faint sound of collision, accompanied by the extinguishing of the white fireflies, the old man's body hurriedly retreated, while his smoky right arm disappeared completely, as if it had been swallowed up by the floodstone flakes.

"Soul Eater?"

The old man's indifferent face suddenly turned into horror, and he snorted like a beast, his eyes looked at the inscription stone piece in a daze, and he was indecisive for a moment, and then his face was greedy: "What about the immortal weapon, it can't be protected for a while, the deity killed this ant, and the immortal treasure naturally changed hands." ”

With a cold snort, the old man's eyes shone brightly, and a powerful oppressive force emanated from his body, rumbling towards the little man on the stone tablet.

The ruler-long phantom boy is inexplicably aggrieved at the moment, the phantom old man in front of him seems to be a kind of immortal god beyond human power, and he is an ownerless soul who lives in the sky, how can he resist a little.

Then, the phantom boy turned into an inch-long villain, his body was crooked, his steps were even more unsteady, he fell out of the stone chips, and fell between the mouth and nose of the closed-eyed young man lying on the sack, turning into a faint green mist.

The stone chip on the forehead of the young man with his eyes closed seemed to have lost his bonds, and an arc flew up, smashing into the old man's chest with a "snap".

"Ah........h

With a heart-rending sound, the old man's body shrank rapidly, and finally only a fist-sized miniature figure remained, which dissipated into the strange patterns on the surface of the white stone shard.

............

The drizzle fell again, and the sky gradually dawned.

On the edge of the mountain stream, the gray and black sack suddenly moved, and then stopped, and it seemed that after half a column of incense, the sack stirred again, and the young man with his eyes closed suddenly sat up, his sallow face flashed a trace of blood, and then opened his eyes, still with a confused face.

Suddenly, he raised his hands and hugged the head, and began to "howl" and wail, as if in pain, and then raised his eyes to look around and muttered to himself.

"Ugly cow......... The Chenjiabao family gave birth to a slave and a slave in Luoling Valley........ Tianxu Continent ..........."

The young man's eyes were even more misty, and it took a long time to calm down, his eyes flashed, and he said to himself: "I......... Chen Chucai, but he is a regular 985 University "school grass" level student!"

"Harmony, Democracy, Civilization and Rule of Law"

"The Great Wall, the Yellow River, Sports Cars, UFOs"

Pictures keep flickering in my mind, which is the memory of the past of the teenager, infinite scenery, different beauty!

Chen Chucai, a native of Jing Chu in China, was born in the scholarly portal and was named after "Wei Chu Youcai", graduated from college and devoted himself to the exciting extreme sports industry, and began to emerge in the field of "extreme rock climbing", and his greatest wish was to climb to the top of the earth's rock climbing mecca - North American Emirates Rock with his bare hands.

The route to the summit of Chief Rock is so difficult that it can be climbed without protection, just one climb with a protective rope is enough to make a sensation on the whole earth. Climbing the "Chief Rock" with bare hands, the success rate is calculated in a few tens of thousands, and there was only one success before, if it fails, it will fall off the cliff and die, and there are no bones.

However, in that bright spring, he came to North America without hesitation, representing the top players of the Chinese family of "extreme rock climbing", challenging the world's most difficult "Chief Rock" to climb with his bare hands.

Climb the "Extreme Slab", swim up to the "Monster Big Crack", and be close to the top of the "Tefu Dragon Horn...... Seeing that victory was imminent, it was a pity that as soon as he loosened his hand, a solid stone he was holding broke and fell directly to the bottom.......

"Could it be that God feels ashamed of me and let Chen Chu's soul be reborn in a foreign land, but this thin body doesn't look like a twenty-seven year old?"

Chen Chucai was immersed in some of the information that poured into his mind, and he was instantly stunned, and then his face was sad.

Tianxu Continent is a great world of high martial arts where the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected!

Horizontal refining warriors, high-grade warriors, and star-level fighters, one layer at a time, occupy the dominant position in this mortal world, which is more brilliant and majestic than the novels written by Jin and Liang Daxia, which Chen Chu loves.

There is even a saying that all the people in this domain advocate high martial arts, just to condense martial arts and cultivate them, and to embark on the road of ascending to immortals. It's a pity that the legend of its faint immortal path is not a low-level house slave who can catch a glimpse of the leopard.

Chen Shouye, the lord of Chenjiabao Fort, has the combat power of the eighth-order "fighter", and stands at the top of the dozens of powerful portals in the "Luoling Valley", with more than 100 disciples and swordsmen, and controls the area of the mountain for more than 10,000 miles.

Ugly Niu'er - a slave born to the Chen family family, not worthy of a surname, only a cheap name, twelve or thirteen years old, both parents died, and he was enslaved by Chen Lang, the only son of the castle owner. And that Second Ancestor Master was a spicy evil young man with second-order warrior cultivation.

In the memories of the deceased teenager integrated into his mind, there are only starvation, humiliation and beating, cattle and horses, and his weak physique has nothing to do with martial arts, let alone a free life.............