What does it feel like to be dead? I'm afraid there are not many people in this world who can answer it. Is it fear, is it remorse?

However, Zhang Yuanhao is not, he just lies quietly, peaceful and harmonious, feeling the intermittent breathing, finishing his life and looking back like a movie. The crisp cry at birth, the kind and warm hands of the parents, the ignorant posture of babbling, the wanton madness, love and hatred in youth, the familiar and affectionate eyes in her memory, the ruthlessness in middle age, the blood on the hands, and the indelible scar on the heart......

Forty-two years have passed in a flash.

Until he died, after killing that person with his own hands, he was shot by his bodyguards, Zhang Yuanhao's heart was still peaceful.

The blood hole in his chest was pouring out a steady stream of blood, and life was slowly passing away. Zhang Yuanhao felt as if he was floating, as if riding the wind, countless blue-faced and fanged phantoms shook in front of his eyes, and then it was dark.

He suddenly heard a noisy humming sound, like an undesirable reaction on a plateau.

"Can't you be quiet for a while when you're dead?"

Zhang Yuanhao muttered bitterly. Suddenly, he seemed to notice that something was wrong. When he struggled to open his tired eyes, what caught his eyes was a morning sun, shining with a hint of warmth on his face.

Looking around, Zhang Yuanhao found himself sitting on a wide futon, dressed in a gray-white robe, wearing soft shoes on his feet, and a jade-inlaid belt around his waist, on which a delicate brocade was pinned. Quite impressive. Reaching out and touching the back of his head, he started with a bun, and after tearing off a turquoise hairpin, his long hair fell over.

This is a small room of about 30 square meters, except for the futon under him, there are only a few furnishings. A table of eight immortals, a round wooden stool, and a pair of beautiful calligraphy on the wall, there is not even a bed.

"Who am I?" Zhang Yuanhao was a little confused.

Isn't the self in memory supposed to be dead? How can the feeling of life disappearing deceive oneself?

"Could it be that someone saved him?" Just as Zhang Yuanhao was thinking like this, a sharp pain suddenly came from his mind, and he felt as if his head was about to be torn open, and countless obscure things poured into his mind.

Boom!

Zhang Yuanhao leaned on the ground, pressed his head desperately, let out a painful and low roar from his mouth, and kept rolling his body.

After a long time, his trembling body suddenly became agitated, and he sat up with his hair scattered. He muttered like a dream, "I actually crossed over!"

A word that often appears on TV and in novels actually appeared in him Zhang Yuanhao.

The original owner of this body is also called Zhang Yuanhao, who is the protector of a small sect called the Lingguang Sect in the northern region of the Qingxuan Continent.

The original owner of this body is the same as him, a middle-aged man of forty-two years old, but unlike Zhang Yuanhao, because of his cultivation, it seems that this body is only in his early thirties.

"Qi training is complete!" Zhang Yuanhao sorted out the memories in his mind, and took out a magic seal with his hand, and the moisture in the air instantly condensed and formed, gathering into a hazy and translucent water mirror in front of him, reflecting his face.

Compared with when he was in his thirties, the face of this body is more calm, the knife-like lines make his face angular and angular, and a pair of deep eyes are as deep as an ancient well, full of uncle-type handsome guys!

Zhang Yuanhao smiled quite narcissistically, touched his chin, coiled his long hair into a ball with his backhand, fixed it with a hosta, and looked in the mirror before waving his hand to remove the water mirror.

The Water Mirror Technique is a low-level spell, there is no need for spiritual roots, as long as you practice Qi and cultivate a layer of cultivation, you can cast it, and in Zhang Yuanhao's mind, there are dozens of large and small spells, what fireball technique, heavenly eye technique, speed technique, backhand can be twisted.

The original owner of this body is also a talent, born a commoner, but with a medium-grade fire spirit root, the encounter is also extraordinary, was accepted as a disciple by an old protector of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation in the Lingguang Sect, and brought into the Lingguang Sect to practice, after the death of the old protector, he bumped all the way, and cultivated to the realm of Qi training, in this Lingguang Sect, except for a limited number of foundation building elders and sect masters can not be provoked, basically can go sideways.

But there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, people have good and bad luck, this person stopped five years ago after the consummation of Qi training, he has always wanted to build a foundation, but without the assistance of Zhuji Dan, he forcibly built a foundation after five years of hard work. In the end, even the first hurdle of building the foundation, the sublimation of spiritual consciousness was not passed, and it ended up with a complete end.

"Fortunately!" Zhang Yuanhao said with emotion, "If he liquefies the second spirit power or hangs up the third spirit building foundation, then I will be useless!"

In the process of the sublimation of the original owner's first Kan Spiritual Consciousness, his soul was wiped out, and the body was just cheaper than Zhang Yuanhao, an outsider.

After sorting out his memories, Zhang Yuanhao found that the delicate bag pinned to his waist was the most commonly used storage weapon in the cultivation world-the storage bag, the space inside was not large, a little smaller than a carriage, and there were many miscellaneous things in it, including spirit stones, pills, talismans and many materials. There were several bottles of high-grade healing pills and several herbs used to refine Zhuji Dan, all of which were marked by the original owner with spiritual power and contained in jade bottles or jade boxes.

But what caught his attention the most was not those, but the three floating artifacts in the storage bag.

A long sword that exudes a little red light, a black iron seal, a small jade shield, among the three, the long sword and the jade shield are both mid-level magic weapons, and the iron seal is a high-level magic weapon.

The iron seal is called the Chunjun Seal, which was forcibly snatched from the hands of a disciple of the third layer of Qi cultivation in the door, and the power is amazing, and the long sword is called the Huoyuan Sword, which was obtained by him, and it cost him more than 10,000 spirit stones, which is the best among the middle-level magic weapons, and the jade shield is the life-saving magic weapon issued by the door to the Dharma protector, and the injection of spiritual energy can increase out of thin air, and it can resist at most an attack of the foundation building realm, which is also extraordinary.

In the Qingxuan Continent, the magic weapon used by the monks is divided into magic weapons, spirit weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures from bottom to top.

Zhang Yuanhao also learned that in the Qingxuan Continent, the realm of cultivation starts from the beginning of Qi training, and then builds the foundation, knots the Dan, the Yuan Baby, and then it is a mystery, at present, there are only more than ten Yuan Ying Ancestors on the façade of the Qingxuan Continent, all of whom are the elders or sect masters of the big sects, and third-rate sects like Zhang Yuanhao's Lingguang Sect, there is not a single strong person in the Dan Connection, only a few foundation building masters to support. But in the Northern Regions, it can also be ranked first, and there is an endless stream of secular powerful children who worship the Lingguang Sect every year.

"The exercise I practice is the medium-grade spiritual recipe "Burning Flame Technique", it stands to reason that I can cultivate to the perfection of foundation building, but the level of the exercise is too low, if I meet someone who cultivates a top-grade or even a top-grade spiritual recipe, I will be beaten!" Zhang Yuanhao groaned, "It is said that the Lingguang Sect Town Sect exercise is the best spiritual recipe "Burning Mountain Technique", and it is also suitable for my fire attribute spiritual root, if I can break through to the foundation building realm, I must be able to cultivate this method!"

There are high and low levels in the cultivation world, which are divided into three categories from bottom to top: spirit, xuan, and immortal, and each level has four grades: lower, middle, upper, and extreme. In the Qingxuan Continent, the immortal recipe has long become a legend, and the mystery recipe has become more and more rare with the passage of time, and it almost no longer exists on the market.

In fact, the higher the grade of the exercises, the more complete the associated spells inside, and the more feasible the method of breaking the realm. It can be said that the probability of a person who cultivates the best spiritual technique to break through the foundation building is at least thirty percent more than Zhang Yuanhao, and it is even worse if he cultivates the secret technique.

Just as Zhang Yuanhao was sitting on the futon and thinking, he only heard a buzzing sound of a bell that seemed to come from infinity, which spread all over the world in an instant, which shocked Zhang Yuanhao's heart.

"It's... Assembly Order!" Zhang Yuanhao suddenly remembered, "I almost forgot, today is the five-year selection for the faction!"