Huangli Ji

I saw him lying on his side on the ground, the coarse cloth clothes on his body had already become tattered, revealing white skin, and he lay there motionless, as if he had lost the breath of life.

In the dimness, Luo Chen only felt that his whole head was groggy, and the severe pain stimulated the central nervous system of his brain, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and in a trance, it seemed to see a teenager who looked very similar to himself.

He raised his head slightly, the surroundings were blurred, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly and he said to himself: "Am I still alive?" When the surrounding scenery slowly became clearer, he shook his swollen and aching head, and suddenly a more intense stinging pain made him gasp, and his right hand involuntarily covered the temple on his forehead.

After stabilizing his emotions, he struggled to get up from the ground, and the rags on his body fell to the ground, and his entire upper body was suddenly exposed to the air. Ignoring his cheeks, which were red from shyness, his body seemed to fall apart, and he could feel a heart-rending pain just by moving slightly.

He carefully examined every part of his body, which filled his heart with doubts, his body had obviously suffered a huge trauma, and the pain had not gone away, but there was no scar to follow.

The more he checked his body, the more frightened he felt, ten years of body shaping, although his realm is nine levels of body shaping, the strength and strength of the muscles can make him steadily emit a thousand catties of great strength, but now his body can't gather a little strength. In other words, he became an ordinary person who had not cultivated at all.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down on his pale cheeks, his face became more and more pale, and in shock, he wanted to mobilize the strength of his whole body to cast the Vajra Fist again. At this moment, he was shocked to find that he couldn't even clench his fists, and his body couldn't exert a trace of strength at all.

"No, it can't be, it's impossible. "

Ignoring the pain in his body, he waved his hands wildly in mid-air, tilted his head and roared heartbreakingly, his hoarse voice full of sadness.

The cruel reality instantly crushed the young man in front of him, which not only deprived him of his only remaining faith, but also cut off his dream of practicing martial arts and cultivation.

At this moment, he was completely crazy, he didn't understand why the sky was so cruel to him, like a scoundrel ruffian who took the sugar gourd from a child's hand, threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times.

"Heaven forbids me, why bother to let me come into this world?"

Luo Chen's face became a little hideous, his eyes burst out with a hatredful rage and glared at Lang Lang Tiantian, a string of crystal tears slid across his cheeks, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his right hand slowly raised and slapped it towards his Tianling Gai. He felt that he was really tired, even if there was more helplessness, what was the use, it was more dignified to die in his own hands than to die in the hands of those villains.

With a slap of his palm, he only heard a dull sound, Luo Chen's brows wrinkled tightly, a huge pain came from his brain, and the palm on the top of his head suddenly fell weakly, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's so difficult to die." "His body doesn't need any strength at all, let alone suicide, and it's not even easy to stand.

There is no door to heaven and no road under his feet, and what awaits him is undoubtedly to turn into rotten dust and disappear into the rolling torrent of history. He slowly closed his eyes, and his body collapsed limply on the ground, as if quietly waiting for death.

In his mind, he recalled the scene when his father took him hunting and his mother's earnest care, for his father did not leave too many memories in his mind, some clansmen said that his father died, but he still doesn't know how his father died, even his mother just secretly wiped her tears when she asked about her father, sometimes he always felt that his father was still alive, and the sensible Luo Chen didn't ask, although he wanted to know what kind of person his father was, but the whole family seemed to be a taboo for his father and no one dared to talk about it。

Carefully combing through the memories of fifteen years, his calm face suddenly showed a shocked expression, a look of shock and disbelief, he found that there were some more memories in his mind, and these memories were not his own, and these extra memories were incomplete, they were broken fragments one by one, and they couldn't be coherent for a long time, and his head suddenly rang and let out a sharp pain.

Under this intense sting, he crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, his white teeth biting his lip until a trace of blood oozed out, and he couldn't understand why these strange memory fragments suddenly appeared in his brain. At this moment, a brief picture set off a storm in his heart, a young man tore a blue-rank demon beast in half with two hands, what kind of strength is this!

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entire Duogu Continent not only has human beings, but also hides some powerful special life, the demon beast is one of them, according to the luster emitted by the demon beast outside the body, it can be divided into red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, Purple seven levels, the red level is the strongest, according to legend, the strength of the demon beasts that reach the red level is comparable to the strong of the holy level, these are just legends, what is recorded on the continent is that an orange level demon snake appeared four hundred years ago, and its appearance is destined to set off a bloody storm, and the strong people who entered the micro realm in that battle of wind and clouds changing color are simply vulnerable, and even the strong people in the king realm have fallen, which shows the horror of the strength of the demon beasts.

Just when he was wondering about the extra memories in his mind, a heavy sigh came, which seemed to come from the distant primeval world with a sense of vicissitudes and helplessness.

"Who?".

Startled by the sudden sigh, Luo Chen looked around vigilantly, and there was no figure around him. "Could it be that I heard it wrong?" Seeing that there was no one around, Luo Chen frowned and said to himself in confusion.

"Providence, providence, the old man has tasted the sorrows of the world, and in the end he went against the heavens and the earth, but in the end, he also ended up dead, but he didn't expect to return to the starting point, and a trace of memory fragments were branded into your sea of knowledge. "

Luo Chen's vigilant heart had just let go, and the old voice sounded faintly again. He suddenly felt a chill in his back, hurriedly looked around, and asked tremblingly, "Who? Who are you?"

"Boy, don't look for it, I'm in your head. "

In a word, Luo Chen felt that his head was big, and his eyes trembled in disbelief: "In ...... In my ...... In my mind?" After a moment's pause, he shook his head desperately, trying to shake out the mysterious voice that claimed to be in his head.

"It's useless, this is the life of the two of us, I don't have much time, you don't have to ask anything and listen to me seriously. "

Luo Chen's whole person was like seeing a ghost, he was frightened and didn't dare to move, his mouth opened wide and he was stunned in place, and the mysterious voice paused and said: "Boy, I checked your body just now, you have an innate Hongmeng body, but it's a pity that you don't have a Dao heart." Since the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao intertwines your fate with mine, I will use the only remaining soul power to forge a Dao heart for you and open the door to your cultivation, and it will not be in vain. Although the mysterious voice was extremely flat, there was obvious surprise when he spoke of Hongmeng's body.

"What is the body of Hongmeng? Why haven't I heard of it? Is it true that if you have the body of Hongmeng but can't cultivate, you think that you don't have the so-called Dao heart? What kind of theory is this, and what is the Dao heart?"

Under the thinking of many questions in his subconscious, Luo Chen only felt that a ball of light the size of a grain of rice slowly rose from the lower abdomen in his body, and the entire sea was surrounded by a piece of light, becoming warm.

The sea is the location of the Dao source, and only by breaking through the body shaping and entering the open vein can the meridians of the surrounding body be opened to prepare for the condensation of the Dao source in the future, and Luo Chen has been staying in the body shaping and cannot break through. He seems to understand a little now, he has not been able to break through because there is no Dao Heart that the mysterious person said, no wonder no matter how hard he tries, it will not help.

The

white ball of light in the sea circled around the lower abdomen for seven seven forty-nine weeks and then began to rise slowly, flying towards the heart, without warning, the white ball of light circled around his heart a few times and then slammed into his heart, Luo Chen's body suddenly trembled, and a white light appeared from his chest and slowly began to spread along the exhausted meridians, his entire body was bathed in white light, exuding a holy aura, and the bare upper body was crystal clear like a newborn baby, and even the white light flowing in the meridians was faintly visible。

He was quietly bathed in this peaceful holiness, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and shot two sharp rays of light, and the white light around his body also disappeared, stirring up transparent ripples in the air around him.

"You...... You...... Is it still there?".

It was this mysterious appearer who brought him the hope of rebirth, and in his heart he was both in awe and curious about this mysterious intruder

"While I still have some time, just ask if you have any questions. "

The mysterious voice suddenly became much older, but the tone was still calm.

"That'...... That one...... Senior, you are ...... I...... What shall I call you......? What do you mean by my predecessors, will I be able to cultivate in the future? What are the Hongmeng bodies and Dao hearts you are talking about? How did you appear in my mind?".

Ten years of hard work, ten years of dreams, this moment can finally be realized, Luo Chen couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, a series of questions, and his mouth instantly became incoherent.

"The source of heaven and earth, the qi of Hongmeng, Pangu opened the sky, the beginning of chaos, the heart of cultivation, and the source of the path. Everything in my appearance is providential, I only came for you and my heart, and ended a thousand years of fate, and there will be no heartless old man in the world from now on. "

Luo Chen was completely stunned by the words of this mysterious person, these words were too profound to understand at all, what is for you and my heart? Luo Chen's eyes rolled twice, and he asked maliciously: "Senior, I don't understand what you say, let's have something affordable, are there any cultivation cheats or something." "

Luo Chen's words came out, but it was a pity that there was no longer the voice of the mysterious old man, but there was more information in his knowledge.