1 Chapter 1

The rain curtain is vast, sliding down the eaves, forming a rain curtain.

The cold wind blew, and with a creak, the unclosed wooden window was thrown open.

He Qing felt a chill, and suddenly shivered all over.

"Why is it so cold?" He thought to himself, and opened his eyes in a daze.

A scent of grass and trees seeped into his nostrils. The first thing He Qing saw was the beams and pillars above his head, and then he turned his head to see a mottled wooden table.

"Where is this."

Suddenly, a wave of fragmented memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

He Qing felt a pain in his head, and in the pain, he understood.

This is already his second life, and he has not awakened Su Hui from his previous life until today.

He Qing was originally a tragic game planner who died suddenly in front of the computer while staying up late and working overtime.

Then came this world.

A world of cultivating immortals, a world of intrigues, and a world of danger.

This is Xianxia City, where monks created by Luoxia Sect gathered.

Judging from the memory in his mind, the neighbors around him have changed at least two or three times.

And because He Qing is timid and afraid of death, he has been living in the house, so he has survived until now.

But this also creates a reality.

That is, he was penniless, and even owed seven spirit stones to others.

He Qing couldn't accept it at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he could only let out a long sigh.

"Well, anyway, this life is for nothing."

When the sorrow dissipated, He Qing became a little excited again.

Because this is a real world of cultivating immortals, there are sword immortals who can fly thousands of miles away, and there are immortals who can live forever in the world.

Although the reality is very skinny, at least these are real.

And He Qing is a monk at the second level of Qi refining.

As soon as he thought of this, He Qing immediately recalled that he was practicing the most powerful technique in the world of cultivating immortals - the Five Elements Jue.

According to rumors, this Five Elements Jue is the basic exercise handed down by the Five Elements Palace in ancient times. Although it has no magical effect, it has a solid foundation and is suitable for all monks.

Although it is not known whether the legend is true or not, the effect is as it says.

[Five Elements Jue (Common): Concentrate the five elements and cultivate the foundation. ]

At this moment, a message suddenly appeared in my mind.

He Qing was startled suddenly, and looked carefully.

He blinked.

This message box seemed familiar to him.

Isn't this something that was still busy before the sudden death in the previous life?

He concentrated on feeling the abnormality in his mind, as if instinctively, he saw a gossip furnace.

The gossip stove is purple-gold, and it seems that there is a divine light, and there are eight frames on both sides of the gossip stove.

'This is not the synthesis bar! 'He Qing felt a little happy.

Probably because this synthesis bar is just a small module in the game.

Its function is very simple, that is, it can fuse items to get higher quality items.

He Qing wanted to try, and immediately looked for it in the whole room with joy.

There was only one quilt on the bed.

On the table, a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

In the closet, two mended clothes.

Where should I look next?

He Qing was a little stupid. He searched the whole room, but there was nothing.

Now it's not a question of him trying.

It is a matter of what he will eat today and where he will live next month.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

He Qing suddenly remembered that there was still the question of how to pay back the money.

He covered his forehead with one hand, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He didn't even want to open the door to face that face.

But when he thinks that the opponent's cultivation base is higher than his own, he has been fighting monsters in the mountains all year round.

His skinny arms and legs are definitely no match for him.

He Qing sighed, and then opened the door to the yard.

What appeared in front of him was a fierce face.

The visitor was eight feet tall, burly and strong, with several scars on his face, and a horizontal knife on his back.

This person's name is Xie Chunhu.

"When are you going to return the spirit stone?" Xie Chunhu said.

There was a fierceness in this face as soon as it opened its mouth.

He Qing arched his hands and said, "Brother Xie, can you give me a few more days."

"What do you mean?" Xie Chunhu narrowed his eyes.

He Qing's heart skipped a beat, but he still didn't panic, and said with a smile: "Brother Xie, even if you kill me now, it won't help, I can't run away, three days, three days later, I will definitely pay you back."

Xie Chunhu naturally knew that He Qing did not have a spirit stone on him.

Hearing He Qing's promise, he took a deep look at He Qing.

"After three days, if I don't see the spirit stone, I will exchange it with your leg."

After that, he turned and left.

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fellow Daoist He, although staying at home is refreshing for a while, you have to think about how to live." A teasing laugh appeared from the side.

He Qing turned around and saw that it was a female nun.

The female cultivator has a slender figure and a pretty face, and her long white dress is stretched tightly.

The woman is He Qing's neighbor, named Zhou Yu.

"What's the difference between He Daoyou and the tortoise? I'm afraid that he will either lose his arms or legs in three days, and be kicked out in one month. I'm afraid he will be buried in the belly of a demon again." An old voice sounded.

He Qingguang felt annoyed when he heard this voice.

Looking at the speaker, relevant memories immediately appeared in his mind.

It turned out that when He Qingchu came to Xianxia City, he went out to gather medicine with Han Yi.

At that time, He Qing was only at the first level of Qi refining, and found a spiritual herb, but was snatched away by Han Yi.

"Fellow Daoist Han, please keep your word of virtue." Zhou Yu frowned.

Then Zhou Yu looked at He Qing again and said, "If Fellow Daoist He really can't make it through, I can only save a few spirit stones.

If it really doesn't work, you still have to find Li Daoyou. "

Li Daoyou is Li Buyan, who is already at the fourth level of Qi refining at a young age.

At that time, He Qing naturally wanted Li Buyan to borrow the spirit stone.

It's just that He Qing was obsessed with life at that time, he didn't go out of the door, and he didn't go out of the second door.

Li Buyan looked down on He Qing's tortoise temperament, so he didn't borrow it.

He Qing also felt a little aggrieved by the previous life, but he didn't look down on it, on the contrary, he admired it a lot.

Slanderous words are nothing but spring breeze and will not hurt anyone at all.

It is also this stubborn temperament that lasted until the awakening of past life memories.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhou." He Qing smiled and cupped his hands.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm used to living here, and I don't want to change neighbors."

Zhou Yu went back to the house.

The rain is misty, the green trees are luxuriant, and the distant mountains are endless.

He Qing was a little distressed for a while.

Suddenly, he saw a pile of garbage piled up in front of Zhou Yu's gate.

Looking into the distance, there is a small garbage dump next to almost every house.

A flash of light flashed in his mind.

'Yes, I have a synthesis bar, and I can pick up garbage for synthesis. '

Of course, this garbage is not just any garbage, but medicine pills, talismans and the like.

Alchemy masters, talisman masters and other alchemy symbols all have a chance of failure, and the chances are generally not small.

Thinking in her heart, He Qing walked into the distance.

In my memory, there was a talisman surnamed Huang who lived not far away.