In the dark and miserable continent, evil spirits are everywhere and disasters continue; the people are in dire straits and suffer unspeakably.
For the sake of the welfare of the people and the peace of the world, countless forefathers have embarked on the road of killing evil and preventing disasters and safeguarding peace in difficult situations.
It is the selfless dedication of these martyrs that has prevented the evil spirits from occupying the poor place for thousands of years and left a little breathing room.
According to legend, there was a peaceful period in the misery in ancient times. At that time, the sky in the misery was shrouded by three suns. There was no day or night and no darkness. All creatures in the misery illuminated by the three suns would not lose their lives. At that time, there were three forces connected with the misery. It is the forest and prison, the heaven and earth and the catastrophe of the immortal world.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. For unknown reasons, the three forces clashed, and a war broke out in the Three Realms. In the end, the Forest Prison was severely damaged, and the Heaven and Earth Grasshopper was beaten back to its original shape. The whereabouts of the Lord of Tianjiang was unknown. Black Moon returned to the Forest Prison, and Gu Yao returned to the Forest Prison. In the realm of heaven, there is a miserable situation and one disaster after another.
And our story begins with Sanyang~
The land of China is boundless; a small sand dune rises quietly in the vast desert of yellow sand.
There is a stone tablet standing in front of the sand dune. A musical rune is looming above the stone tablet, exuding a faint power.
Not far from the sand dune, a green plant stood on the yellow sand, and soon there was a surge on the calm sand surface.
With the sound of salad, a fat sandworm burst out of the ground and jumped in front of the green plants.
But at this moment, a sharp thorn popped out from above the stationary green plant, and then the green plant's trunk bent and stabbed at the sandworm.
The sandworm, which was unprepared and caught off guard, was instantly injured and rolled continuously on the sand.
After a while, I felt the sandworms stop turning, and a huge body stood up from the sand.
After a tremor, the fine sand slid down, and a green-tailed scorpion the size of a calf was seen moving toward the sandworm with a pair of ferocious giant pincers.
Just as the green-tailed scorpion was devouring the sandworm, a breeze blew across the sand like ripples on a calm lake.
The scorpion feasting on the food seemed to have noticed something and immediately stopped eating. It tried its best to pull at the yellow sand under it, trying to get in.
Not long after, a yellow wind filled the sky, blowing up dust all over the sky.
A storm suddenly rose and rolled over the sand dunes. The dead sandworms were swept into the storm and instantly turned into powder. At this time, the green-tailed scorpion was trying its best to resist the power of nature.
In the end, it was unable to defeat the enemy. The green-tailed scorpion, which had been hiding most of its body underground, was swept up by the strong wind and disappeared into the endless sandstorm.
After the wind and sand subsided, the small sand dune still stood in place without any trace, and the runes on the stone tablet continued to exude powerful fluctuations.
After the storm, the terrain of the entire yellow sand vast desert changed drastically, as if the world had been refreshed, and that small sand dune was a bug that had not been cleared away.
At this time, there was a pop.
A pale palm stretched out from the sand dune, and then a red figure broke through the dune and crawled out...
…
When he woke up, Shen Yifei found himself lying in a small dark space.
After struggling for a while, Shen Yifei finally climbed out and looked at his surroundings in shock.
There is yellow sand everywhere, and there is no human habitation for thousands of miles; the breeze blows and brings a heat wave to the face like boiling water.
When he came back to his senses, Shen Yifei was first surprised and then looked distressed.
Shen Yifei was just a sophomore at an ordinary university in China. It happened to be the National Day holiday when his roommate went home and he was traveling, so he stayed in school because the road was too busy.
It was a long night, and Shen Yifei was lying alone on the bed in the dormitory, drinking Fat Boy's Happy Water, and unconsciously fell into sleep. When he woke up, this was the situation.
After many years of baptism and influence in Internet articles and animations, Shen Yifei's receptive ability is quite strong. His first reaction was not that he had been kidnapped, but that he had traveled through time.
Or soul piercing.
After all, this bright red hair that is silky and smooth to the waist is not something that can grow out just by sleeping.
Was there such black technology in previous lives?
No, right? If there were, there wouldn’t be so many people spending a lot of money on hair transplants, wouldn’t they?
"It scared me to death. Fortunately, it's not a woman." There was no one around, so Shen Yifei touched his crotch and let out a long sigh.
He placed his right hand on his forehead and glanced at the sky.
Good guy! There is a yellow sun on the left, a black moon on the right, and Shen Yifei is in the middle area near the sun.
The sun and moon are in the same sky, the yin and yang are out of balance, and the area close to the sun is extremely scorching. Shen Yifei estimated that it is at least sixty or seventy degrees, and the surface temperature is estimated to have exceeded 100.
It is true that the urine evaporated before it even hit the ground. Logically speaking, ordinary people could not survive such a temperature, but Shen Yifei felt a familiar force flowing through his body to resist the high temperature.
I lowered my head and took a look at the thing that sealed me before. It turned out to be a sarcophagus; it couldn't be said to be a sarcophagus, but yellow sand that had been condensed into a stone-like material using unknown techniques.
Shen Yifei was sitting in the coffin at this time, with a sword lying beside him without a scabbard.
The body of the sword is made of silver and is as thin as a cicada's wing. The whole sword reveals a kind of sword essence that Shen Yifei cannot understand but is very familiar with. It seems to imply some kind of rules and principles.
Picking up the long sword, Shen Yifei was startled, and a small amount of information poured into his mind like drops of water.
Listen to the cicada, [Seven Absolute Cicada Sword]
There is very little information, only the name of the sword and a sword technique; the sword technique contains a mental technique, and there is no name, so it should be a mental technique that matches the sword technique.
"Is this gone?"
That's it?
"Where is the memory of the original body? Where is my golden finger? Can the soul travel without leaving the memory pit?" Shen Yifei shouted to the sky.
The screen pauses, the surroundings are silent, and a gust of hot wind blows~
彡彡彡
OK, the screen continues.
"Where is this! Why is this guy buried here!" After a moment, Shen Yifei accepted the fact that he had simply inherited an account.
Recalling the Qijue Cicada Sword in his mind, Shen Yi quickly turned his mind, without any stagnation, as if it was an innate instinct; the Qi moved with the sword; he waved the long sword lightly, and an unparalleled sword Qi passed through it. A chasm was left in the desert.
The sword energy above the chasm did not dissipate for a long time. Shen Yifei nodded with satisfaction and said: "It seems that this body should have been a master before, right?"
After planting the cicada on the sand, Shen Yifei walked to the stone tablet next to the sand dune and took a look.
[The tomb of my friend Shen Yifei]
The name is exactly the same as his own, Shen Yifei thought secretly.
Then he kicked the stone tablet over with a slap.
Looking at the direction where the stone tablet fell, Shen Yifei raised his right hand slightly, and the sword flew to Shen Yifei's hand and disappeared into a stream of light.
In the realm of suffering, after reaching the innate level of cultivation, you can open up a space in your own body. This shows that the body that Shen Yifei inherited is not low in cultivation level, at least he is an innate strong person.
…
Shen Yifei walked in the direction where the stone tablet fell for one day, three days, and one month later...
At first, he could withstand the high temperature of the desert with the Cicada Sword Heart Technique, but what Shen Yifei never expected was that there was no sign of life in the desert. As time passed and the body had just woken up and was still unable to fully control it, the power The body gradually becomes weak.
Shen Yifei noticed that the Yuan Gong in his body began to fail, and until now he could no longer fully support himself against such high temperatures.
Shen Yifei pursed his dry lips, with a wry smile on his face.
After walking a few steps forward, there was a loud bang. Shen Yifei could no longer hold on and fainted and fell to the sand.
Before his eyes closed, a pair of footsteps appeared in front of him, and Shen Yifei thought he was hallucinating.
Before she had time to raise her eyes to see the face of the owner of these feet, Shen Yifei fainted.
Fellow Taoists seem to be unable to accept the fact that innate people want to eat, so they have changed.
Although I changed it, I think that since those masters sweat, it means that the body is still metabolizing normally, but it lasts longer and is more resistant than ordinary people (squinting smile)