In a deep valley under the cliffs. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Hmm!"

A scarred teenager finally woke up.

"Where am I?"

He looked around blankly, feeling his whole body ach.

As soon as I wanted to get up, I heard a 'boom' sound, and another unfamiliar memory suddenly appeared in my head.

"Immeasurable Immortal Sect, cowardly disciple Li Xuan, chase, fall off the cliff!"

"What the hell is going on!"

"Ahh

Strange and huge memories rolled in like a tidal wave, gradually blending with his own memories.

He only felt a splitting headache, and he kept rolling on the ground, making a scream.

He was originally a martial artist from Earth who passed out due to exhaustion during a match.

Unexpectedly, when he woke up again, he had been reborn into the body of this young man named Li Xuan, and had the memories of the other party.

In this memory, the young Li Xuan was originally an ordinary mountain village boy, but because of his extraordinary talent, he was accepted as a disciple by a strong man of the Infinite Immortal Sect.

However, his personality was weak, his Dao heart was not strong, and he did not make great progress on the way of cultivation, and he wasted his great qualifications in vain.

The day before yesterday, the master suddenly died unexpectedly.

Today, the master's old enemy in the sect sent his subordinates to force him to give up the dojo left by the master, but he was defeated by his opponent and was forced to the edge of the cliff, where he stumbled and fell.

I don't know how long it took for the two memories to gradually merge into one!

Although he was very helpless, he could only slowly accept the fact that he had crossed over to become Li Xuan.

With a clear mind, he began to search through his memory for something useful.

The original Li Xuan, when he was forced to the edge of the cliff, was still begging those who besieged him, and finally accidentally fell off the cliff.

This alone makes the current Li Xuan very disdainful.

In the case of him now, even if he dies, he is upright and unyielding, and it is impossible for him to beg for mercy.

Although the canyon he was in was no longer within the scope of Wuliang Mountain, it was still very close to the master's dojo in Wuliang Mountain.

Even from this canyon, he could see the immeasurable mountain towering into the mist.

Therefore, according to his judgment, those who forced him to hand over the ashram were most likely to go down to the valley to confirm whether he was really dead.

Besides, this is already out of the range of the Infinite Mountain, and those people are likely to kill themselves.

Therefore, the biggest problem now is how to save my life.

"Fighting, it seems, is very difficult!"

Because he was injured in the process of being persecuted, and fell from such a high cliff, I don't know how many scars and how many black bruises there were all over his body.

With such physical conditions, even as a martial arts master, he can't play his due strength.

Moreover, even if measured by the strength standards of this world, the current cultivation of this body is really not very good.

In the cultivation realm, the first realm is the mortal realm.

The so-called mortal realm is mainly to refine the body, constantly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, refine the physical body, and then generate spiritual elements in the body.

The more abundant the spirit element, the stronger the heaven and earth aura that can be stimulated, and the stronger the strength.

However, the cultivation of this body is nothing more than the mortal realm.

This kind of cultivation is put on the immeasurable mountain and grabs a handful.

And those who chased and killed him were at least the threefold and quadruple cultivators of the mortal realm.

Such a huge disparity in power made him helplessly a little angry, but reality is reality after all, and he can only accept all this at present and find a way to deal with it.

"Since you can't beat it, let's run away first!"

He sighed indignantly!

In his previous life, he was hot-blooded and aggressive, and his skills were extraordinary, and he always hit the other party, but he never imagined that he would be so aggrieved after being reborn. ...,

Subconsciously touching his body, he touched a bag that was muttering.

This is a Qiankun bag, which contains Qiankun and can hold everything.

Reaching out and touching it, he pulled out a green jade plaque.

This jade plaque is the proof of activating the dojo.

As long as you have this, you can open the dojo, and the effect of cultivating in the dojo is a hundred times stronger than that of ordinary caves.

That's why the master's opponent tried his best to get this thing.

Putting away the jade plate, he was still unwilling to turn the Qiankun bag upside down, trying to find something useful.

Boom!

A short knife fell out.

His face was happy, and he hurriedly grabbed the short knife in his hand and tried it, only then did he remember that this was what he usually used to dig herbs.

It wasn't very sharp, but he finally had a weapon, and he finally had some peace of mind.

After putting away the Qiankun bag and holding the short knife for collecting medicine, he tried to stand up, but found that with the current condition of this body, he really couldn't run fast if he wanted to.

Even if it drags on like this, the injury will continue to worsen, and if you don't need someone else to do it, you will definitely die.

For now, finding a way to recover from the injury is the most important thing.

So he looked around, ready to find a hiding place, ready to recover from his injuries, and then make plans.

"There's a cave ahead, you can hide for a while, it's a while!"

He limped over.

When he walked in, he found that the cave was much larger than he had imagined, shaped like an upside-down bowl, and could not be seen at a glance.

At the top of the cave, there is a notch.

Sunlight shone through the gap, allowing him to get a rough view of what's inside.

In the cave, there are countless stone pillars, and the road in the cave is zigzag like an earthworm, which is indeed a good place to hide from sneak attacks.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly walked deeper.

The deeper you go, the more you can feel the cold, damp breath of the cave that seems to have been frozen for thousands of years.

He had no idea that there would be such a place near the dojo where he had been cultivating all day.

On one side of the cave was a huge pool, and the rippling light of the water shone on his slightly immature face, accentuating his pale complexion.

As he went deeper and deeper, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be something hidden in the mountains near the waterhole.

Curiosity sprouted, and when he got closer, he was stunned in place.

A pagoda is embedded in this mountain.

This pagoda is solemn and upright, the whole body is gilded gold, the eaves of the corridor are flying, it looks dignified, and very gorgeous.

A breath of vicissitudes of antiquity is even more coming.

"I don't know how many years this tower has been hidden here, what kind of material it is made of, and it can be intact under the weight of the mountain!"

He muttered as he looked at the tower carefully.

The pagoda has a total of nine floors, and the tower is carved with very complex and obscure patterns.

"This pattern seems to be the rune that the master once mentioned!"

Thinking of this, he immediately determined that this tower must have an extraordinary origin and was a treasure.

Because the rune is not something that ordinary people can learn at all, even his deceased master knows very little.

However, on the surface of this nine-story pagoda, there are all kinds of rune formations carved everywhere.

Looking at these formations, he couldn't help but have his eyes shining, and he couldn't hold back his desire to go in and take a look.

The door to the first floor of the pagoda is open.

Gradually approaching the gate of the pagoda, he couldn't help but be a little excited and nervous.

Finally, with a lift of his foot, he stepped in.