Without warning, it suddenly started raining in the sky.
The mountains in the distance were shrouded in dense mist. At first, their outlines could still be vaguely seen, but as the rain fell, their figures gradually disappeared.
Under the dense jungle close to the mountains, there is a Shura field where flesh and blood are everywhere. Broken swords and broken armors are scattered randomly on the ground. The bodies of soldiers lie scattered around the trees.
A demonic beast that looked like a tiger was lying on the boulder, with blood flowing all over the ground. Three spears were deeply inserted into its body, but it was obvious that it did not die immediately, but used a knife before it died. The fangs killed another soldier.
A monk in gorgeous clothes and another squid-like monster were hugging each other in a weird posture, but that was not because they had a deep relationship, but because the monster's thick tentacles were tightly wrapped around the monk's body. The body squeezed the monk's internal organs to pieces, and the monk's fatal blow before death controlled the magic flywheel to cut open the monster's head and die with it.
The rain was still falling, and the accumulated water on the ground diluted the blood that had not yet dried up. As if feeling the cold raindrops, Yan Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.
This is where? Why am I here?
The pungent smell of blood made Yan Zheng sniffle. He wanted to stand up, but the severe pain in his abdomen made him give up the idea.
He vaguely remembered that he was working overtime alone at the Architectural Design Institute. He had no choice but to do it. The deadline for submission was tomorrow. Besides, it was normal to work overtime in this industry. He made a cup of coffee to refresh himself, then picked up the mouse and prepared to continue drawing. But suddenly there was a tearing pain in his heart, he fell to the ground, his vision went dark and he fainted.
Could it be that I'm already dead?
Yan Zheng laughed, because his first reaction was that he didn't have to submit the manuscript tomorrow. Since winning the bid, he has been working in the company for seven days a week without taking a break. The company even called on everyone to live in the company. He felt that he was always around I am in hell, wishing that the company would close down soon.
But looking around, the sight of blood and flesh froze on his face. He thought he had left hell, but in fact he had just traveled from one hell to another.
Something is wrong, something is very wrong, where is this place?
Yan Zheng suppressed the strong urge to vomit and patted his head vigorously, trying hard to recall the memory of the body itself.
The previous owner of this body was a frontier soldier from the Dalin Dynasty. His name was Yan Zheng just like him. His family had been working hard and making a living by farming for generations. However, taxes increased. He heard that joining the army could reduce taxes, so he said goodbye to his parents. He joined the army, but he had no money management officials and no prominent family status, so he was directly sent to the northern border where the environment was the most difficult and the casualty rate was the highest, and he became a frontier infantry at the lowest level.
There are many differences between this world and the earth, but it is somewhat similar to myths and legends. There is abundant spiritual energy in the world, and mortals can become immortals through cultivation. As their cultivation continues to improve, their longevity will increase exponentially.
There are countless creatures walking in the world, and gods and immortals sit in the ninth heaven and watch the clouds roll and relax.
Feeling that the pain in the wound was slightly relieved, Yan Zheng tore off a piece of his sleeve and bandaged the wound on his abdomen using the sanitary first aid techniques he had learned in previous military training. The wound on his abdomen penetrated his body. He did not know what caused it. , but the bleeding stopped after the bandage.
Yan Zheng supported the tree behind him with his hands and stood up from the ground with difficulty. There is nothing special about his current body. It is just that he is stronger than ordinary people after training in the border army, but it is still better than his original one who often stayed up late. His frail body was much stronger. If he hadn't stayed up too late, he wouldn't have died of myocardial infarction at such a young age.
He covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves and walked slowly outside the forest. He felt unsafe here. He wanted to leave here as soon as possible, but the wound on his abdomen prevented him from walking normally, so he had to be supported for a while. The tree takes a rest.
When passing by the monk in gorgeous clothes, Yan Zheng stopped. He suddenly remembered that he knew this person.
Luo Tianchen, a name emerged from his memory. He was the only immortal cultivator in the guard station where he was, and the future young head of the Luo family. He joined the border army in order to make great contributions and got the position of deputy commander. Normally, He is always bossy, much like the department manager who used to enter the company through the back door. However, Luo Tianchen's strength is considered good among immortal cultivators, and he is much better than that department manager in this regard.
Yan Zheng stepped forward and reached out to pull out the flywheel that was deeply inserted into the monster's head. This flywheel was Luo Tianchen's magic weapon. Even though it lost its glory due to the owner's death, it was still extremely sharp after being infused with spiritual energy. The weapon is also very light in weight and is perfect for self-defense, but you have to be careful not to cut your own hand first when using it.
Luo Tianchen, who was entangled by the monster, refused to close his eyes. He didn't seem to believe that he would die here. Yan Zheng took the flywheel into his arms and then closed his eyes. Although he didn't like this person, he took it after all. It’s always a bad idea not to do something in return for other people’s things.
The rain has not stopped, and the sky is gradually getting darker. The armor soaked by the rain is extremely cold. Yan Zheng simply takes it off. From just now, the howls of wild beasts begin to be heard from the depths of the jungle. Recalling what he saw just now, Yan Zheng really didn't dare to stay here for a long time. He had to find a safe place as soon as possible, otherwise he would have to find a safe place as soon as possible. Looking at such an injured body, there is a high probability that it will become a meal for monsters.
The corpses of those soldiers have become stiff, like statues carved from rock. These faces all look very familiar. It seems that they had made jokes together yesterday. These people should be comrades in the same guard station as him. , but because the memory of the two lives was confused, Yan Zheng couldn't remember their names anyway. The names of those good buddies who grew up playing together appeared in his mind. I wonder what they are doing at this moment. What, running for life? Or go shopping with your beloved girlfriend? Or have you already returned home and had dinner with your parents?
However, he has no time to think about these things now. Although he still has a dream-like feeling, the pain in his body and the gradually digested past memories constantly remind him that this world is real and he has really traveled through it.
Suddenly a scarlet light shimmered in the forest in front. The light was like breathing, flashing at a uniform frequency. Yan Zheng held the tree with his hand and walked towards the location of the light. Waiting until As I got closer, I realized that the shimmering thing was a crystal clear tree!
Yan Zheng didn't need to think about it to know that this tree was obviously not a mortal thing. The tree as a whole showed a crystal-like texture. A blood-red fruit hung under the low-hanging branches. The fruit itself was constantly shining. It was obvious to Yan Zheng that The glimmer of light I saw before came from this fruit.
The fruit exuded a strange fragrance. Yan Zheng suddenly felt refreshed when he smelled the fragrance, and the pain in his body was reduced a lot. He suddenly remembered the ginseng fruit planted by Zhenyuan Immortal in "Journey to the West", which cost nine thousand. It matures once a year. If you smell it, you can live 360 years. If you eat one, you can live 47,000 years. The aroma of the fruit in front of you is very magical. I don't know what benefits it will have after eating it.
Yan Zheng moved a small stone to stand on his feet and stretched out his hand to pick the fruit. However, his arm was not long enough and he would miss it every time. Every time he tried, he pulled the wound on his abdomen, which made him feel even more painful. Yan Zheng was heartbroken. Heng jumped suddenly and grabbed the fruit. As the fruit fell off, he fell to the ground hard, and the wound on his abdomen that had barely healed opened and oozed blood again.
After losing the fruit, the tree also lost its vitality. The crystal trunk dimmed, and the branches broke and fell to the ground, breaking into powder.
This is exactly Luo Tianchen's goal - red gauze bodhi!
"This Bodhi Blood Tree grows in a secluded environment and absorbs the blood of all living things. It is originally a dark and evil thing, but the red gauze Bodhi tree it produces is a sacred object. After being consumed, it can make people live forever.
Our ancestors of the Luo family accidentally learned the location of the Bodhi Blood Tree, and have kept it as a secret to this day, just to wait until the Bodhi Blood Tree bears fruit. Now the time is ripe, you can come with me to pick the fruit. If Luo Tianchen achieves glory and wealth, he will definitely not forget the help of his brothers! "
Luo Tianchen's words suddenly emerged from his mind, and Yan Zheng suddenly remembered why he was here. Originally, they were just going to carry out an exploration mission outside the border, but they left the main force under the leadership of Luo Tianchen. Heading deeper into the forest, the forest was completely different from the direction of this exploration mission, and the dangers they faced were unknown. Even with Luo Tianchen, an immortal cultivator, leading the way, they had to pay the price of many brothers. Only then did they find the Bodhi Blood Tree, but there were still several ferocious and terrifying monsters squatting around the tree. They also smelled the aroma of ripe fruits and wanted to take them into their bags.
Luo Tianchen took the lead in launching the attack. This fruit was of great significance to him and his family. He must not lose it. Yan Zheng and his comrades also had a fierce battle with the monster, but this forest was far beyond the border. , the monster's strength was also extremely powerful, and his comrades were all seriously injured. Yan Zheng was also pierced by the tongue pierced by a python-like monster, and was thrown aside and passed out. It was not until he came through time that he could Be reborn.
Just for this thing, so many lives were sacrificed.
Looking at the shimmering scarlet fruit in his hand, Yan Zheng felt sighing. Throughout the ages, how many emperors have been greedy for immortality. Qin Shihuang's Yingzheng faction Xu Fu took boys and girls eastward to search for the "elixir of immortality". After Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty Liu Che was enshrined in Mount Tai Obsessed with conjuring ghosts and gods and seeking immortality, Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty prayed for longevity and took elixirs refined by sorcerers every day. Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty Zhu Houcong searched for alchemists and secret recipes everywhere, hoping for immortality.
The key to immortality is now in Yan Zheng's hands. As long as he eats it, he can open the door to immortality and reach the other side that is elusive for countless people.
For this hard-won second life, he had to live. Yan Zheng picked up the fruit and ate it without thinking.
