Chapter 1 Prologue Origin

The small country in southern Xinjiang is located in the south, and there is a mountain in the west of the border, which is called Xianji Mountain. The mountain is surrounded by red clouds all the year round, with a hint of immortality, and the rocks on the top of the mountain seem to be flying from outside the sky, which is even more peculiar among the red clouds.

Therefore, it is said that there are immortals in the mountains. Of course, no one has ever found half a fairy hair. This red glow in the mountain has become a gossip for people after dinner, except for occasional visits by obsessed immortal seekers, it is no different from ordinary hills.

midnight.

The young man slowly climbed up to the top of the mountain, and stood outside the pile of rocks, lost in thought.

He is not a fairy seeker, but a villager at the foot of the mountain.

The strange thing is that since he became an adult at the age of sixteen this year, he often has a strange impulse, as if something is waiting for him in the mountains. Every time he couldn't hold back, he would come to the top of the mountain to be in a daze, but he never got anything.

The rocks on the top of the mountain are very rough, with some very old textures on them, but they are messy and unsystematic. The boy stretched out his hand and stroked it, feeling an inexplicable kindness, which he didn't know why. Ever since I was a child, I never felt like this...

"I don't know if it has something to do with my parents... Ask Uncle Xu and they all say that I am talking in my sleep." The young man looked up at the stars and the moon in the sky.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the pile of rocks: "It's really unlucky, I came all the way to this broken mountain, and Xiao Taohong from Yihong Courtyard didn't know which bastard took the lead first."

Someone responded: "Shut up, the national teacher said..."

Following the words, the two came out from the pile of rocks, and when they saw the young man, they were startled at the same time, and the man swallowed half of what he said. Then it turned into a grin, and the two long swords stabbed at the young man at the same time.

The country boy is simple-minded and has little knowledge. He has seen some immortal seekers in the past, and he is very polite to their local residents. He never thought that these people would kill without saying a word when they met, until he was pierced by two long swords, he didn't know why.

The two left with a smile. The young man was lying in the middle of the rocks, with blood gurgling from his chest, he stared at the direction the two left, and wanted to ask why on the verge of death?

The two underestimated the vitality of the young man, thinking that he would die. In fact, the young man himself practiced martial arts since he was a child. If he was not too defenseless, it would not be so easy for them to kill him. The young man survived for a while, and slowly discovered that the rocks he had been accustomed to seeing since childhood gradually changed after being sprinkled with his own blood.

Under the moonlight, the stone slowly shone with a faint blue luster, mixed with the bright red blood, which was very strange. Then the light seemed to be contagious, and blue light began to flash on the surrounding rocks one after another. Within a moment, the rocks on the top of the mountain had almost all turned blue, and the dying young man lying on the ground suddenly disappeared.

There was a twist in front of my eyes, and then a vast expanse of blood red, like a blood-stained world, with no end, no boundaries, and only white bones on the ground at a glance, stinky and rotten.

In addition to the bones, there were fragments of steles, fragments of various weapons, and sword hilts and blades scattered in disorder. There seemed to be countless faces in the surrounding red mist, twisting, roaring, and wailing.

"Is this...hell?" The boy's consciousness was about to slacken, "I really hate..."

The boy himself did not realize that in this special area, there seemed to be a special aura that was gradually repairing his body, and the body that should have lost blood to death was slowly recovering. It's a pity that his soul is too weak, his consciousness has been slackened, and he can't live.

Amidst the howling and howling in the depths of the soul, a vague voice suddenly sounded: "This bloodline... no wonder it can come here..."

"Blood?"

"Are you dying?" The voice seemed happy, "Such a weak soul, just right!"

Before the young man had time to react, a cold feeling came from nowhere, passed through the soul, and reached the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. The young man could only feel a terrifying grimace approaching with a grinning grin deep in his soul, surrounded and devoured by the boundless darkness.

"Duoshe..." This was the boy's last consciousness.

Unlucky enough to get home, he was killed first, and then his house was taken away... Forget it, he was going to die anyway, the young soul let out a final roar: "Occupy my body, so go ask the national teacher why!"

At this moment, a soul of unknown origin suddenly broke into this distorted time and space.

As if feeling the traction of the soul that had just been lost, the soul got into the young man's shell in a daze.

The grimace in the seizing house seemed to be a bit unexpected, and immediately sensed that the new soul was not strong, so he simply kept doing nothing, and even swallowed the new soul, trying to digest it.

"Boom!" With a sound, an unexpected and completely incompatible huge amount of information poured in, making grimaces at a loss, and with a muffled groan, the new soul was completely repelled by it.

It seemed that this setback was quite fatal, Grimace suddenly became much weaker, and could not even condense into shape, and was repulsed back like a tide, leaving the body.

Only a new soul is left in the boy's exorcism shell.

The boy opened his eyes, dazed.

"It turns out that there really is a hell after death. Is this what hell is like?"

silence.

After a while, a voice floated faintly: "What is the video novel on your computer and mobile phone that is full of soul?"

The boy said: "Ah? After all these years in hell, don't you know this?"

"..." After a while, the voice said helplessly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Qin Yi."

The voice seemed to be a little mocking: "Coincidentally, I learned from the soul that was swallowed just now, that the person possessed by you seems to be called Qin Yi."

Hearing this, the boy immediately became alert: "No, this is not hell...Who are you?"

"You can call me Liusu." The voice said slowly, "This isn't hell, it's hell. Do you... want to go out?"

"How to get out?"

"Pick me up and get out."

"pick it up?"

"You have a mace in your hand that is slanted into the ground, and that is me."

Qin Yi: "..."

The moment Qin Yi pulled out the mace, the space was distorted, and the whole area suddenly disappeared, and he opened his eyes and was on the top of the mountain again, the moon and stars were sparse, and the red glow was lingering.

At the same time, a small village at the foot of the mountain.

An old farmer sat up from the kang.

The woodcutter opened the door and looked at the moon.

The yellow dog at the entrance of the village turned his head to look at the top of the mountain.

"The door is open?"

"Not on."

"That's because I'm guarding the door, and you're guarding the tomb."

"Actually, I don't want to guard the grave."

"Then why don't you go?"

"It's gone, this is not a tomb anymore."

"I've never thought you were so reasonable."

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Nanli Palace.

"Father Wang Ankang."

"Qinglin Qingjun, you came at a good time. I took the golden pill of the national teacher last night, and I feel a little younger. Do you think my white hair is less?"

The young prince was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Father, there is no..." Seeing that his father's face darkened, the prince didn't continue, and directly changed the subject: "Last night, the general reported that Chen Bingshicheng of Xihuang Kingdom seemed to have changed."

The king waved his hand impatiently: "You deal with it."

"Yes." The prince withdrew silently.

Leaving the palace, he turned his head and looked back for a while. The prince looked away and looked at the magnificent Taoist temple in the west of the city. There were many pilgrims kowtowing piously there.

The prince's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Brother also hates Dong Huazi?" A crisp voice sounded in his ear.

"Also?" the prince looked at his sister, "Don't you admire immortals?"

"I admire immortals, but don't immortals eat wind and drink and expose themselves to Qingming? How can they come to this world to be the teacher of Laoshizi?"

The prince laughed dumbfoundedly: "Yes."

"Hey, in fact, there are legends in many places that there are immortals. Let's find a real immortal. If we really find one, I will follow him to practice..."

The prince looked at the Taoist temple with concentration, and responded with a smile: "Okay, when I have free time, I will go find it with you."

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