Withered vines and old trees, faint crows, small bridges and flowing water chrysanthemums, green mountains and long rivers of toads...... Oh no, it's a teenager, squatting by the river and thinking about it...... Juvenile.

The young Yunmo felt very bitter at the moment, especially when he looked at the small reflection on the river, his resentment and uneasiness quickly condensed into suspicious waves, dripping on the surface of the water, making him can't help but think of a novel he had read before, "Sadness Flows Into a River", thinking of his previous life, that little bit of light really flowed into a river and did not stop.

Yes, past lives.

Yunmo is a time-traveling party. The destination of crossing is unknown, the way of crossing is crazy, and the reason for going crazy is that I have read too many novels.

It is said that Yun Mo was originally the last cultivator of the 21st century on the earth, and he was the 251st generation of the Shushan Sect - of course, he was the only one in the Shushan Sect - and he was also a college student at a certain science and engineering university, how could he go mad and die?

It's all to blame for the evil Internet that hurts people.,Yunmo has been annoyed countless times after crossing.,Why can't you watch a certain association's masterpiece.,Although Shenma Soul Chicken Soup is pretending to be forced and vulgar.,But it's still good to use it to make girls happy with extreme poverty on the Internet.。

After Yunmo entered the university, like thousands of college students who had ambitions and wanted to save the universe, he was obsessed with the Internet, and since then he has been out of control, and he has always tried in vain to complete the Shushan mental method that has been passed into his hands, so as to cultivate the Tao, travel the sky, save the universe, and then the hero and beauty, omitting 10,000 words. Although the idea is ridiculous, Yunmo still persists, and in addition to practicing qi every day, he is looking for his own Tao in the vast starting point novel.

Yunmo is working so hard, no, so crazy, and there's a reason for that. It is because of the previous generation of Shushan Sect Leader, the 249th generation of Sect Leader (what? You ask me where the 250 generations of Sect Keeper went, who do you think will be the 255th Sect Leader), and also Yunmo's father Yun Hongjun (the name is very frustrating, but in that era, these bulls, ghosts, snakes, gods, feudal remnants could not afford a name for a revolutionary point, and Yunmo was about to pass through in the form of inorganic matter), which gave Yunmo a big blow. Because the cause of his old bean's death was actually a plane crash! Yunmo has always been unable to accept what the legendary Shushan Sword Immortal who flew away from the sky was burned to charcoal together with the plane. So he frantically wants to achieve success in cultivation and transcend life and death, and then the heroes and beauties should do what they should do. Since coming into contact with the Internet, Yunmo's train of thought was instantly opened, and he combined the Shushan Mental Method and formulated three plans for himself - Heavenly Thunder Forging Body, Reshaping the Meridians and True Qi Refining God, after a lot of arguments, Yunmo finally chose True Qi Refining God to improve his qualifications - he didn't choose the first one because he was afraid of death, and he didn't choose the second one because he was afraid of pain.

On this day, Yunmo sat in front of the computer, and after reading all the updates, he took out the foreign grass that he had purchased with a lot of money, and made up his mind fiercely-do it, and seek it in danger! In fact, this determination is very difficult to make, and Yunmo himself knows that this matter is very risky, but the Shushan faction has declined so far, except for the most basic qi training methods and formation pill techniques and other mantras, there is no other way to pass it on. Yunmo father and son have also tried the normal cultivation path, but the spiritual energy on the earth is as thin as if there is nothing, and they can't even find a spirit stone in the array, alchemy, none of these two can release real fire. Even Yun Hongjun later gave up, and he forced Yun Mo to memorize the classics that had been handed down, just to apply for an intangible cultural heritage in the future, and then rebuild Shushan to create a brand effect comparable to Shaolin.

Yunmo carefully mixed several herbs together, put them in a jar of old wine, and after the old wine completely changed color, he carefully took out these herbs and put them away. This is a compromise method improved by Yunmo's combination of Danshu and Shushan Alchemy, because at his current level, he can't withstand the powerful medicine surname. He took a deep breath and drank all the old wine in the altar, at this moment, Ye Fan, Xiao Yan, and Han Li's souls possessed! He is not playing with his life alone, he is not alone! The strong wine entered his throat, and a strong smell of wine and a strange medicinal fragrance poured into his heart, and then, he was choked, but how could he manage a lot at this moment, Yun Mo ignored the snot splashing out of his choking, and forcibly swallowed all the medicinal wine into his stomach. He didn't care about taking a breath, he immediately adjusted his breath, and used that weak and pitiful true qi to rush straight to the Yuan Shen with medicinal power! Yunmo was suddenly dizzy, and hurriedly sat on the computer chair, stroking the dantian with his right hand, and holding his left hand into a fist against his eyebrows, supporting it with all his might. However, despite diluting the herbal medicine with medicinal wine, Yunmo's poor cultivation was still unable to absorb all the medicinal power, he felt that his head was cracking, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his consciousness was confused, he knew that according to the convention, he was going to faint, and when he woke up, he would become a generation of masters. At the last moment when he lost consciousness, he thought: Oh no, I don't know how long this will be in a coma, I forgot to delete the action movie of Mr. Cang just now, which is going to make the three animals in the dormitory, T, V and NC find a home to see, and I am going to make up a new joke for Lao Tzu, is it easy for me to hold back such a deep posture

Meimei woke up, Yunmo stretched her waist, feeling exceptionally refreshed, as if the sky was exceptionally blue and the air was exceptionally fresh

Wait, Sky?Yunmo realized that something was wrong, "Could it be that I inadvertently exploded my true qi and blew up my house?" Thinking of this, Yunmo was very excited, "I have finally become a super powerhouse!" Thinking about it, he got up and looked around, trying to estimate his destructive power, but when he looked at it like this, he seemed to be immobilized by the immobilization method, and he was instantly petrified. There were some fragments of ruins around, they were all dead people, and it was obvious that they had been bitten to death by some wild beast, and they were terrible to see. Yunmo subconsciously looked at himself, was shocked, and sat on the ground, where is this, he is so short, although he is not tall, he is more than one meter and seven, but now this little arm and leg, how can he only look like he is six or seven years old, and then look at the clothes on his body, Yunmo understands, and has caught up with the tide of crossing.

At this moment, Yunmo stood by the river that he had crossed, remembering his previous life, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, "Don't I just want to take a shortcut to improve my cultivation, and I was crossed, my family's money hasn't been spent yet, and the film hasn't been deleted, it seems that my new joke is really going to fly all over the sky, and if you want to wear it, let me wear it in a better place, why are others crossing princes and nobles, and I'm a refugee crossing, it's not fair, it's not fair."

Because he is a cultivator, Yunmo has not dared to be disrespectful to the way of heaven since he was a child, and now he only dares to mumble with tears in his mouth, and finally roared with all his strength: "Qingchuan, I am the eighth elder brother, where are you?"

This liter vented, and he was much better, sitting on the riverbank panting. At this time, bubbles bubbled in the river, and Yunmo was stunned, "Could it really be that Qingchuan came out?" Of course, he dispelled this idea instantly, even Qingchuan can't live in the river, what kind of beast is Bacheng, maybe those dead people were killed by this beast. These thoughts flashed, and Yunmo pulled his legs and fled, but this little body was too much of a drag, and after running a dozen steps, his legs and feet fell to the ground with weakness. As soon as he got up, he could only smell the wind behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that something that looked like a crocodile was quickly crawling towards him, of course, it was much bigger than a crocodile, like a small car. Yunmo was panting at the moment, his legs were twitching, the monster was not slow, and he had already crawled in front of him with only one turn of his head.

Maybe it was because he had just died once, Yunmo was extremely calm at this time, and even looked at the sharp teeth in the monster's open mouth, he didn't feel the fear of death, but felt deep and disgusting for the crumbs of flesh between the teeth and the stench gushing out. Yunmo sighed, closed his eyes, and waited for the next crossing.