At the same time!
Mysterious Azure Realm, a remote village!
Within a hut!
There was a thin young man lying inside.
The boy's body was broken, as if he had been raped to death.
However, at this time, his fingers moved slightly.
Eyes, slowly open.
"I... where am I..." a weak voice sounded.
"Hi~~~ah!!!"
It hurts.
The kind of pain that seeps out from between the bones, as if the whole person has been torn apart and put back together again.
It caused him great pain.
There was nothing good about him.
There was a gash on his forehead, half of his face was covered in blood, and several ribs were broken.
There was a fishy sweetness in his breath.
He opened his eyes, closed them, and opened them again.
It feels like there are countless rivers colliding in my mind.
Picture after picture was poured into his mind like crazy.
Those pictures are very real.
That high-spirited person.
The genius of the Mysterious Spirit Sect, blessed with good fortune, holds Spirit-Fusing Mirror.
There was an old voice beside me giving instructions on how to practice.
He climbed to the top of the mountain and crossed the chasm.
No one in the sect knows his name.
He thought that he was destined to stand at the highest point in the world in this life.
But the figure with silver hair and black robe stood in front of him.
He was unjustly accused of committing adultery with the Qi Family's second young lady!
In front of everyone, he was sentenced to castration!
From that moment on, he was ruined and fell from the clouds into the mud.
And, continued bad luck!
He remembered that feeling, the despair that came from the cracks in his bones.
"It hurts, it hurts!!!"
Ye Feng raised his hands with difficulty and held his head.
Familiar faces flashed inside.
His fellow disciples were very optimistic about his elder.
And that old voice.
The voice that was always by his side and called him Ye Xiaoyou.
Elder Long.
Then, that face appeared.
Silver hair, black robe, standing on a dark sky.
Looking down at him from a high position, like looking at an ant.
There was no anger, no murderous intent, not even a trace of emotion.
She just looked at him so indifferently, as if she didn't deserve to be looked at by him at all.
Jiang Yantian.
Ye Feng opened his eyes suddenly.
He sat up suddenly, gasping for air.
Sweat mixed with blood flowed down his cheeks.
He raised his hand and looked at the unfamiliar and thin hands in front of him.
Those are not his hands.
He lowered his head and looked at his broken body.
Skinny and skinny, covered with scars.
Wearing coarse cloth clothes.
At first glance, he looked like someone who had been trampled into the mud.
He was stunned for a while, and then he digested the fragments in his mind bit by bit.
He!!! is born again!!!!
Not reborn in his time.
But he was reborn in ancient times.
This is a place where Jiang Yantian has not yet been born.
He is no longer the Child of Fortune Ye Feng.
But a poor boy that no one knows.
But he remembers everything.
Remember the face of Jiang Yantian, let him cosplay Jiang Yantian of Louis XVI.
I remember the despair of being ruined when my lifeblood was chopped off.
Also, it looks like the soul is being pulled into a Ten Thousand Demons Banner.
He gritted his teeth and slowly got up from the ground.
Even though his whole body hurt terribly, his eyes were frighteningly bright.
He raised his head and looked at the roof with a big hole in it, looking at the sky.
"I was really reborn, really reborn. I thought my soul was completely destroyed and I had no chance."
"But I'm really reborn!"
Ye Feng laughed loudly, "Hahahahahahaha, I am really reborn, and I am reborn in an era without Jiang Yantian!"
"The ancient times, the ancient times where opportunities were everywhere!!!"
"I, Ye Feng, am back, really back!!!"
"What Jiang Yantian, what Luo Xingcai, what Hua Youque, what rubbish Elder Long, go to hell!"
"I Ye Feng want to be a founder-level person!"
"I must chase the highest step by step, step by step. I have to do..."
"In this life, I will not make the same mistakes again!!!"
After he was happy, the injuries on his body left him with no strength.
He quickly lay down again.
But his heart was still full of happiness.
Although he couldn't figure out what was going on.
My soul was obviously absorbed into that C Ten Thousand Demons Banner by Jiang Yantian.
Why am I still alive with memories now?
But, these are not important.
He wants revenge!
Of course, although it is revenge after endless years.
But the more this happens, the more motivated he becomes.
Because this means that he has plenty of time.
Extremely abundant.
Endless years are enough for him to rush from this rubbish body to Dao Ancestor, or even higher, to break even greater shackles!
Once it is done, wait until the time for Jiang Yantian to appear.
He is also going to the Mysterious Spirit Sect.
He also had to lower himself to become an elder.
He also wants Jiang Yantian to experience his pain again.
Why is he unjustly accused of adultery and sentenced to castration?
What about three steps and one kowtow, climbing on top of Elder Peak's head to defecate?
On any given day, a column of water fell on him and he peed on his head.
Let Jiang Yantian experience everything!
Ye Feng was happy for a moment.
He propped himself up again and sat up.
In ancient times, no one knew that opportunities were everywhere.
With his destiny, he can rise again casually.
In this life, we must create an invincible force.
Stepping on all the heavens and worlds.
He Ye Feng will never give anyone a look!
Thinking of this, Ye Feng has already sat cross-legged.
He is going to practice.
Although the body is not his own.
But the memory is, the soul is.
He knows how to practice and has his own way to practice.
This body is very weak now, but by introducing Qi into the body and nourishing the physical body, it is still a piece of cake.
Ye Feng closed his eyes and started practicing.
Smiling triumphantly, he smiled triumphantly!
This is life!
Sure enough, everything was as he thought.
Okay, very smooth.
The Spiritual Qi in this world is so rich that even a dog can become an immortal.
As long as you understand the Dharma, there will be no ordinary people.
After practicing for almost an hour, Ye Feng just felt a sense of relief.
Transparent all over.
And very ugly.
Washing the tendons and cutting the marrow is the same, and the impurities are directly discharged.
Stinky.
"Qi Refining Second Level, enter Qi Refining Second Level directly!"
"I don't dare to think about it. I really don't dare to think about it. It happened so fast."
"If this is the case, within a hundred years, I can reach the realm of Spirit Transformation."
"It will take a thousand years to reach Mahayana Stage."
"It will take ten thousand years to enter Daluo Divine Immortal."
"The key is that my time is almost unlimited. Dao Ancestor is not something I can hold on to, hahahaha!"
The more I think about it, the better I feel.
He was already looking forward to the day when he would see Jiang Yantian.
On that day, he will make Jiang Yantian kneel in front of him and kowtow crazily.
He knocked his head until it bled.
Ye Feng clearly remembers that Jiang Yantian is the youngest elder of the Mysterious Spirit Sect, with qualification Nitian.
Even the leader of the clan at that time, Lu Ming, was afraid of him.
Even so, so what?
Ye Feng stood up slowly, and everything on his body had been reduced by 90%.
He wanted to take a good bath and change his clothes.
The moment you walk out of the house.
The rich Spiritual Qi almost hits your nose.
Looking at the hillside in the distance.
Ye Feng You can recognize many of them at a glance.
At this second, his whole body trembled.
Uncontrollable excitement began to surge.
"Oh my God, oh my God, there are elixirs everywhere!"
"As expected of the ancient times, hahahaha, I, Ye Feng, am going to post!!!"
He laughed out loud.
Ye Feng didn't even bother to take a shower.
He rushed over directly.
He lay down on the ground and started picking.
But soon, he realized a problem.
Since there are so many opportunities here, why waste time on these elixirs?
Things are rare and valuable.
These elixirs will certainly be very useful in later generations.
But now they are all over the ground and no one is picking them up.
Doesn't it just mean that the effect is average?
If he is looking for something, he must be looking for the best.
To lay the foundation, you must use the best.
As long as the foundation is solid, there will be a qualitative leap in future achievements.
"Let's take a bath first. After bathing, we can recuperate for a while and then we can go out for a walk."
"Being Rogue Cultivator, I can also suppress the heavens!"