Chapter 1 The Failed Monk
‘What a strange place. ’
Wang Jixuan roughly checked the memory of this body, feeling somewhat confused.
What kind of weird little world has he gotten into?
There are no rumors of immortals here, let alone traces of cultivation. The human race is called human beings living on this blue star. Currently, human beings are in a difficult situation of surviving after a catastrophe.
Catastrophe? Blade beast?
What is this, the demon world is coming here?
Wang Jixuan’s remnant soul is being combined with this body.
To be precise, this young man named Mu Liang ended his life by hanging himself a moment ago. The remnant soul of Wang Jixuan came here and is gradually taking over this body.
Seize the body?
No, no, no, that's what demons do.
Wang Jixuan prefers to say that his current situation is...
newborn!
Infinite Heavenly Lord.
‘Why can’t I be a poor person despite the calamity of heaven? ’
Wang Jixuan wanted to laugh loudly, but unfortunately he didn't feel the presence of his body yet.
While he was thankful that he had narrowly escaped death, he couldn't help but look back on his long and short life.
Wang Jixuan felt like a joke.
He is known as a once-in-a-million-year genius in the spiritual world, and he has been working hard to realize his spiritual talent in his previous life.
He lived a total of one hundred and twenty-six years, of which one hundred and twenty years were spent practicing hard in the mountains.
He did not show up when his parents passed away. He only asked his fellow disciples to send a sum of worldly gold and silver to his brothers and sisters at home;
When the master died in the battle to besiege the demon cultivator, he was trying to retreat and had not had time to give him a gift. The master took revenge, and the demonic old monster was killed by the righteous monks.
In order to devote himself to cultivation, Wang Jixuan rejected the invitations of Junior Sister Lingdong and Senior Sister Rounu to become Taoists;
In order to strengthen his heart towards the Tao, Wang Jixuan did not enjoy the blessings of Mahayana masters who had dominated the lower realms for three thousand years. After he reached the state of Mahayana perfection, he resolutely challenged the catastrophe of becoming an immortal with less than a 10% chance of winning.
Then... he was struck to death by lightning.
Wang Jixuan originally thought that his soul would be scattered. After a hundred years of hard work, the final result would be nothing but ashes. Unexpectedly, there would be a turn of events. A trace of his soul was floating in the darkness. For some reason, it appeared here and occupied this young man. body of.
Wang Jixuan was filled with emotion:
‘Alas! ’
'If Pindao could do it over again, Pindao must go out of his year-round retreat and see more of the colors of heaven and earth. ’
Of course it's pretty good now.
No need for 'if', he is already going to live.
In this life, you should fight bravely for immortality and brave the catastrophe!
He must go to the rumored fairyland!
Suddenly;
The suffocating feeling of the rope around his neck appeared;
Wang Jixuan felt dizzy, with stars in his eyes, and he couldn't lift any strength. His instinct drove him to start struggling, but the strength of his struggle was too weak.
Something's wrong!
Something is wrong!
He seized the body, bah, and was reborn in the body of a young man who had just been hanged! If he can't get out of the current predicament, he will be hanged soon!
In fact, this remnant of his soul has merged with his body.
If he really died here, he would not even have a chance to escape!
What should I do?
The feeling of suffocation and strong dizziness surged repeatedly. Wang Jixuan's soul emerged, his face turned red again, and the blood flow in his body became more and more rapid. Unfathomable spells, talismans, and formations flashed through his mind. But half of it is useless at this moment!
Although Wang Jixuan seldom fought with others in his spiritual practice, he was still quite good at all kinds of magic. On the verge of death, he quickly gained wisdom. He used his last strength with both hands to pull on the rope cut and kneaded from the sheet, and said through gritted teeth. recite:
"The sky is round and the place is...Nine Chapters of Laws and Orders...Lihuo Ningguang..."
call!
Two small flames emerged from his palms.
Wang Jixuan held his breath, fearing that he would extinguish the two flames.
The flame on the right lasted for two breaths before extinguishing itself.
The cloth rope on the left side began to burn, and the fingers of this body were burned!
His neck suddenly relaxed, his feet fell to the ground first, and then he lay down weakly, feeling dizzy after falling.
Wang Jixuan squeezed his eyes hard and breathed in the somewhat turbid air. His ears were constantly buzzing and his heart was beating fast and slow.
The pain radiating from every part of his new body could not ruin his good mood.
alive.
Although very embarrassed.
Wang Jixuan was thankful but also a little suspicious.
Even if his remnant soul doesn't have much soul power, how could he only have two candles when he casts the simplest Lihuo spell?
When he was a little Taoist boy, he used the Lihuo spell for the first time, and he successfully summoned two bowl-sized flames... Wang Jixuan cast a calming spell to quickly regain his composure, at the cost of the pain in his body. Magnified several times.
The first thing he does is check his surroundings.
This remnant soul was too weak to release spiritual consciousness, and it lay paralyzed on the ground for a while before it could barely sense the existence of spiritual energy.
The amount of spiritual energy in the air is very small, only about one-tenth of the ordinary place in the world where Wang Jixuan originally lived.
‘Not only are the people’s costumes and buildings strange in this small world, but the world itself is not very suitable for practice. ’
Wang Jixuan sighed secretly.
Being able to survive is already pretty good;
Besides, although there is little spiritual energy in the air, it is not completely incapable of practice. He has memories of the practice insights from the Four Stages of Foundation Establishment to the Mahayana Stage. He just needs to collect more spiritual stones or With treasures containing more spiritual energy, you can naturally move forward step by step and face the catastrophe again!
This failure to overcome the tribulation also forced Wang Jixuan to reflect on himself.
Was his Dao foundation in his previous life not stable enough?
Don’t you understand Tao deeply enough?
I am afraid that only a real god can give him the answer.
Now that I have been reborn and reincarnated, I have to work harder than in the previous life to forge a more perfect Tao foundation and understand the Tao and Dharma at a deeper level.
He must step into the realm of immortals and see how it is different from the mortal world!
'It's time to look at the memory of this body. ’
‘The words they spoke and the words they used seemed to be not much different from the words and words in the world where Pindao lived in his previous life. ’
‘Mu Liang? From now on, I will live for you and I will help you take care of your family... Yes, you don't have a family...'
Wang Jixuan kept chanting in his heart, and the pain in various parts of his body had eased a lot.
He was still lying on the ground without moving, his frown gradually relaxed, and he chanted the Qingxin mantra repeatedly in his heart.
The Purifying Mantra is a mantra used to bring oneself into concentration as soon as possible. It also has the effect of clearing one's head and eyesight and increasing memory.
Wang Jixuan did not see it at this moment. As he recited the incantation in his mind, a very weak dust light appeared in the surrounding air and converged towards his head.
Slowly, the body's originally vague childhood memories became clear and coherent.
Wang Jixuan thought for a while and chose to start observing this body from its infancy. Through the memory of this young man named Mu Liang who learned to speak and read at an early age, he quickly mastered the language and writing in this world.
'The words are similar to Pindao's original world, and the words have the same origin as Pindao's original world. They are words that evolved from simple paintings. It is not difficult to understand. ’
Wang Jixuan smiled a little, greedily learned the many novel words here, and fully understood their meaning.
This world that seemed very strange to him was about to reveal the tip of the iceberg to him...
boom!
The locked iron door was directly opened by the hammer.
Seven or eight men in orange uniforms looked into the room. The leader shouted "hurry help", and three team members rushed in immediately.
Wang Jixuan immediately made a decision, lying there and continuing to pretend to be unconscious, while speeding up his reading of the body's memory.
He could already understand the general meaning of these people's words.
"He's fine! He passed out!"
"There are strangulation marks on the neck!"
"Take pictures first and save the scene. He has seriously violated the regulations of the Self-harm Act!"
"Okay, let's send him to the separate medical room first, and we'll worry about whether he did something illegal later! That's up to the court and the doctor to judge."
"Aren't those who were rescued from suicide going to undergo brain tissue removal surgery?"
"Another young man with a mental breakdown. How many times is this today? Mu Liang, his name is quite interesting. He is a third-level ordinary citizen. He is an intermediate technical worker and is worthy of being rescued by us."
"Use a stretcher! A stretcher! Don't carry him directly! Follow the operation manual! Avoid secondary injuries!"
"This is actually the first time I have moved a living person. Every time I rescued people before, I had moved corpses... Well, what I want to say is, how did this guy survive? There is no lighter here? His rope seems to be Burnt, with scorch marks on the edges, Captain."
"Thanks to the damn Human Rights Protection Law, public recorders are not allowed to be installed in private spaces. Who knows how he got down here! Stop worrying about such trivial matters and save people first."
The team members carefully carried Wang Jixuan onto the stretcher.
Wang Jixuan was a little puzzled.
What is the Self-Harm Act?
Listening to these mortal officials, hanging oneself is also a serious crime. He may face jail time next?
interesting.
Wang Jixuan felt a little more hopeful in his heart.
He continued to read the memory of this body so that he could play the role of the young man named Mu Liang later and avoid being spotted by these people.
(End of chapter)