There is no moon outside the window, and the night is thick.

Yang Que, as usual, sat in front of the computer with a nervous face, shaking the mouse with his right hand again and again, and the three fingers of his left hand quickly clicked, staring at the display screen with both eyes, not daring to blink at will.

"Quick, Juggernaut, steal his crystal!"

"Doomsday, jump big! I.grass, why are you standing in front of people!"

"Galen, leave the buckle to Katarina, what kind of turtle are you chasing!"

......

Soon, the picture of Yang Que's display screen turned gray, all his teammates were killed, and the opponent's men and horses were unimpeded all the way, breaking the tower one after another, directly breaking the crystal of his own highland.

"It's over, it's completely over......" Yang Que put down the mouse, his face was unwilling, angry and annoyed.

Originally, the opponent's three crystals had been broken, and the victory was in hand, but the teammates wanted to wave, one by one they went to die alone, and mocked others in person, but now it's good, they were killed by others, and they completely turned the tables!

"Pit! Why don't Nima primary school students go to sleep yet, their spirits are better than Lao Tzu!" Yang Que scolded hatefully, looked at the time, and didn't dare to start again, for fear of running into the pit just now.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there were more pits at night than during the day, and I lost three times in a row in a qualifying position, which is too sad. Yang Que looked at the battle record, it was all red, and he suddenly looked depressed and helpless.

He shook his head, decisively turned off the game, lit a cigarette, and smoked while feeling unwilling, so he went to the game forum, vented hysterically for a while, and felt a little better.

"Forget it, being angry is punishing yourself for other people's mistakes, I feel that I have been punished enough, I come so many times a day, and if I do this again, I will die before I get old. Yang Que sighed, thought about it, clicked on the station, and prepared to finish reading the new chayexschayexs. updated chapters, and then went to sleep.

Soon, Yang Que forgot the depression just now and immersed himself in the world of the novel.

"Hey, just chayexschayexs. updated a few chapters, it's really not enough to read. Yang Que complained, flicked the cigarette ash in the gray and black small ding on the table, and continued to look at the comments below.

After a while, Yang Que suddenly felt a little thirsty, got up and went to the refrigerator to get an apple, with a cigarette in his mouth, and while looking at the comments, he took a fruit knife to peel an apple.

"Ouch!"

Perhaps too focused, or absent-minded, the fruit knife slashed on the index finger of his left hand, and he suddenly snorted in pain, and threw the fruit knife and apple directly on the ground, and then covered the wound, trying to stop the blood.

However, the knife was so sharp that a large piece of flesh had been shaved off his index finger, and red blood flowed down his fingers, making him grin in pain.

Yang Que's face changed slightly, he scolded vaguely, reached out and took out half of the cigarette in his mouth, and casually threw the blood-stained cigarette butt into the dilapidated Xiaoding.

This Xiaoding was accidentally discovered by him on the beach by the river a few days ago, and it was fun to look at it at the time, so he brought it back casually and put it in front of the computer to make an ashtray.

Just as he threw away the cigarette butt and was about to take the cloth from the drawer to bandage it, the small tripod on the table suddenly trembled, and at the same time, the tripod body emitted a little golden light.

"Huh?" Yang Que stopped his movements and stared at Xiao Ding on the table.

Xiao Ding's golden light flashed, trembling for a while, and suddenly levitated from the table, and at the same time, the light shot widely, like a scorching sun, stabbing Yang Que unable to open his eyes.

"Lost too much blood and hallucinated?" Yang Que raised his arm, blocking his eyes, a little dumbfounded.

The scorching breath was getting closer and closer, and Xiao Ding's golden light was shining brightly, extremely hot, and slowly drifting towards Yang Que, extremely weird.

When Yang Que felt a violent heat all over his body and didn't have time to react, Xiao Ding suddenly moved to his forehead, and instantly penetrated into his eyebrows and disappeared.

Yang Que suddenly felt a pain in his head, and at the same time, a burning sensation spread to his whole body in an instant, the clothes on his whole body turned into ashes in a blink of an eye, and the skin of his whole body was like a burning fire in the dark, as bright as magma, fiery red and transparent, and even internal organs and bones could be seen.

"Hiss-" Yang Que gasped, his face was hideous, his eyes rolled, and he fainted......

Vertigo, extreme vertigo.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Que finally woke up from the coma, he was stunned for a moment with his blank eyes open, and then looked at the environment around him.

It was an unusually rudimentary cave, furnished with nothing but a stone bed and a futon, and at the head of the bed, a messy wine jar, all empty.

"This is ......"

Just when he was feeling uncertain, suddenly, a strange and vast memory came like a tide!

He covered his head, closed his eyes, and was silent for a long time......

Suddenly, his face became extremely strange.

He actually crossed over!

Looking at this body that did not belong to him, Yang Que's face seemed to be frightened, crying and laughing, and his expression was extremely exciting.

The young man's memories were clear and complete, fused with his memories meticulously, and he digested them for a long time before he woke up from the shock.

It turned out that the original owner of this body also happened to be called Yang Que, and he was the personal disciple of Wan Feixun, the peak master of the Ghost Screaming Peak of the Imperial Ghost Sect, ranking fifth.

This person was originally amazingly talented, and his cultivation was fast, in just three years, he jumped from the third layer of psychic to a young genius of the ninth layer of psychics, and he was a genius who was rarely seen in a hundred years in the Imperial Ghost Sect, and was favored by all the elders and sect masters, and was envied and aweed by many young disciples, and won a lot of glory for Ghost Howling Peak.

However, half a year ago, his meridians were suddenly blocked, and his cultivation plummeted, from the ninth layer of psychic to the current third layer of psychics, and no pills had any effect on him, and any exercises in his hands could not be used.

From then on, his reputation as a genius no longer existed, and ridicule and ridicule came one after another, and he was unwilling, and tried hard for a long time, but as a result, he was completely desperate, and he could no longer cultivate at all.

So, his will gradually became depressed, and from then on he lived in this ghost roaring peak, like a walking corpse, except for drinking and sleeping, he saw no one, and hardly could speak again.

"He was a wretched man. ”

Yang Que chewed on these memories and sighed slightly.

"Hey, isn't he a psychic third-layer? Why does his current cultivation seem to be ...... Psychic layer?" Yang Que checked his body according to the mental method in his memory, and his face suddenly became puzzled.

"No, the meridians seem to be smooth, there is no blockage, and the cultivation seems to have dropped ......" Yang Que frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly moved in his heart, looked inward, and sure enough, he found that in the middle of the dantian, there was a familiar Xiaoding quietly suspended.

"Yes, it must have been it that made my soul cross, and it was also it that changed the constitution of this body now. What the hell is this?" Now the little ding in the dantian is no longer the shabby and jet-black it used to be, but it has become golden and full of color, but Yang Que still recognizes it at a glance.

"Could it be a magic weapon?" Yang Que's eyes lit up, and he guessed based on the knowledge in his memory.

"Just try it. Yang Que followed the method in his memory, and his mind moved, and Xiao Ding in the dantian really appeared in the palm of his hand in an instant, as if he had been here all along.

Yang Que was shocked in his heart, but he was surprised and happy, Xiao Ding is really a magic weapon, he is connected with his own heart, and he is always there!

However, the surprise in his heart was quickly buried by him, he took a few closer glances at Xiao Ding, and then took back the dantian and began to think about the future.

According to memory, this is the Imperial Ghost Sect.

Imperial Ghost Sect, one of the four major cultivation sects in Xiangguo, majoring in ghost suppression, is the Demon Sect in the eyes of righteous monks. The Imperial Ghost Sect is divided into four main peaks, except for the Sect Master's Falling Bone Peak, the other three peaks all have a peak master, and the Ghost Howling Peak where Yang Que is located is one of them.

"Since I am the personal disciple of the Ghost Howling Peak Peak Lord, I think my temporary safety is still guaranteed, but if the time goes on, ......"

Yang Que thought of the sect's annual small test and triennial annual test, if the cultivation stagnated, he would be directly removed from the identity of his own disciple, and at that time, he would be slaughtered. So he felt that the top priority was to improve his strength as soon as possible, and only when his own strength was strong could he be really strong.

He is not an indecisive person, nor is he a timid person, the troubles caused by the unfamiliar environment and the cruel world of cultivating immortals did not make him lose his bearings, he sorted out his clues, and quickly made up his mind to cultivate desperately!

Only if you are strong can you live!

He thought carefully in the cave for a while, and then remembered his cultivation at the level of psychic, since the meridians had been repaired, it must not be a problem to perform the exercises now.

Thinking of this, he followed the method in his memory, pinched the trick in his hand, recited the mantra in his mouth, and his body suddenly blurred, and instantly appeared in the corner ten steps away.

"It seems that my guess is correct, Xiao Ding really healed the injuries in this body. ”

Yang Que successfully cast the spell, his heart was happy, he felt very interesting, and then performed several other exercises, all of which were successful without stagnation.

However, since he was a cultivator at the first level of psychic, the mana in his body was quickly squandered, his face turned a little pale, he sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to re-absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and cultivate.

After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and when he looked down, the skin on his whole body suddenly became fiery red, and at the same time, a familiar hot breath swept his entire body in an instant, and the only pants he wore on his lower body also "boomed", spontaneously combusted into ashes, and instantly dissolved.

"What's going on?" Feeling the sudden heat of his body and the manic breath in his body, Yang Que's face was unconsciously distorted again, he quickly got up, jumped around in the cave, and was almost burned to death.

"Fifth Senior Brother, are you awake?" The door of the cave suddenly opened, and a girl in a flower skirt appeared at the door carrying a basket of food.

"Wan Yao, little junior sister. Yang Que saw her, and this information suddenly popped up in his memory, but the feeling of burning fire in his body suddenly became more intense, and at the same time, his body involuntarily had a deep desire for the girl, and something he stepped on suddenly stood up straight.

"Fifth Senior Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wan Yao was startled when he saw that his whole body was red, as if he was being calcined by a raging fire, and he hurriedly dropped the basket and ran in regardless of whether he was wearing clothes or not.

"Don't come here!" Yang Que gritted his teeth and roared, although his consciousness was clear, his body was even more eager and couldn't get up by himself.

"Fifth Senior Brother, ...... you" Wan Yao grabbed his arm, and was about to shout loudly to save him, but Yang Que's body trembled suddenly, feeling the slight coldness of his little hands, he couldn't bear it anymore, picked her up, threw her on the stone bed, and then quickly tore her dress, and pressed it with rapid breathing.

Wan Yao was caught off guard, her mind "buzzed", and she was blank, feeling the burning heat on Yang Que's body, and the mana in her body couldn't be circulated......

"Ahh

"It's almost a breakthrough!"

In Yang Que's heart, he felt unbelievable.

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