Huajianzhou, Qinghua City.

A hundred miles outside the city, there are old forests of dead trees.

A ray of lightning shone from the dense forest, causing the woodcutter on the other side of the mountain to look.

Then it dimmed again, and under the lightning, Wang Hao was already dying, and standing in front of him was a woman with a rough appearance, a strong body, and calluses on her hands. At first glance, she was a body-refining monk.

Very few people who train can stay slim, and all of them are strong and have scars all over their bodies.

If a person cultivates a body and has a slender body, then he must be a person who cultivates the Mahayana body and returns to his true nature.

"You and I have no grievances, so why would we take people's lives?"

The woman's arms were whitening, her breath was weak, and she looked like she had been exhausted.

She didn't know the man in front of her at all, but she felt that he was particularly friendly, so she invited them to drink and make friends. After several friendships, the latter said that there was a cave inheritance in the mountains, but there was no way to break the formation, so he asked her to take action.

Later, when they arrived here, the opponent suddenly launched a sneak attack.

If the woman hadn't been wary and had practiced the exercises to protect herself, she would have died suddenly on the spot.

Wang Hao panted and asked, "Haha, why didn't you have the same idea? You look quite young. Don't you know what a stranger means when you invite him to explore the cave?"

"Mortals know that the two of them don't look at the well, so you dare to come with me to explore the cave? We are all the same, we all want to kill each other."

The rugged woman frowned, but couldn't refute.

She never offends me, and I don't offend anyone.

But towards a person whom he knew very well when he first met, he developed an extremely strong murderous intention and wanted to crush the person into pieces and swallow him in his stomach!

She asked: "Why?"

"You are the reincarnation of someone powerful."

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, the confusion on the face of the woman in front of him disappeared, leaving only the cold murderous intent.

He asked one word at a time: "How do you know?"

This is something I have never told anyone.

Her name was Qi Ling. She was born eight hundred miles away from Taiyi City to a very ordinary farmer's family. She later joined a martial arts school in the county. At the age of sixteen, when she was still dreaming of becoming a qi-refining master, she suddenly awakened to the memory of her past life.

In his previous life, he was a true descendant of Qianfeng Sect and a golden elixir god. He was still countless times more powerful than the Qi Refining Master mentioned by the martial arts master.

From that moment on, Qi Ling suddenly felt pretentious, gave up the tackiness of his peasant background, and fully accepted the memories of his previous life.

Later, he learned that reincarnation was unheard of, and it was probably a once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity. In order to protect herself, Qi Ling never told anyone about it, and did not even plan to return to the sect in her previous life.

Then Qi Ling, who is now ninety years old, decided to return to the sect because she seemed unable to break through the golden elixir.

Nowadays, although the lifespan of the Foundation Establishment Stage is at least 150 years, and those who live longer can reach 200 years old, the vitality and blood will decline after one hundred years old, making it more difficult to break through the golden elixir.

Qi Ling was unwilling to give in. She was in a remote and remote area and had no background. She had no choice but to turn to the sect, hoping to get resources and help.

To practice the Dharma of the Wealthy Couple, it is extremely difficult without wealth.

But she hasn't returned to the sect, so how could anyone know this?

Qi Ling was shocked and confused.

"Haha, I know a lot more than you think?"

Wang Hao took the opportunity to take a pill, and then stood up with some bumps. Qi Ling turned thunder into her palms, took a slight step forward, and was ready to make a killing move at any time.

"Say! Or die!"

"What I say now will make me die. Let me leave Baizhang first, and then I can say it."

"I have been seriously injured now and cannot run very far. The distance of a hundred feet is only a few breaths for you."

"good."

Wang Hao cautiously took a few steps back, then covered his chest and performed a movement. The moment he turned around, lightning flashed out from his chest, followed by bursts of thunder that penetrated his ears.

His chest was penetrated by the palm, and blood seeped into the calluses.

At the same time, a talisman slipped from his hand, a spiritual light lit up, and the fire engulfed a radius of thirty feet.

Wang Hao and Qi Ling were both engulfed by the fire, and flew more than ten feet with a huge explosion.

Qi Ling's face was charred black, her hair and eyebrows were all burnt to ash, and her throat was hoarse by the flames. She tried her best to crawl away from the sea of ​​​​fire, with the mountain fire ignited by the fire chasing after her.

She could only keep climbing down. After an unknown amount of time, Wang Hao's aura behind her completely disappeared.

Qi Ling had no time to pay attention to this. She was covered in burns and her skin had been burned off.

My eyes are almost going blind.

‘Damn it! Damn it! I should have killed him first and then quickly!’

Qi Ling knew that the other party had no good intentions and must have some back-up plan. But she wanted to know the mystery of reincarnation even more and felt that she was capable of taking this risk.

At least she only considered that Wang Hao would run away.

But he didn't say that the other party could actually produce "high-end monk supplies" such as talismans and seals, which were also used to build foundations. Why was he so rich?

If the fire goes down, won't everything on his body be burned out?

Qi Ling felt severe pain all over her body, and even more pain in her heart.

She is poor and scared of being poor.

With a gritted teeth and a kick, Qi Ling turned around and dived into the sea of ​​fire.

At this time, the Lihuo had disappeared and was replaced by ordinary mountain fires. For the foundation-building monks, their lives would not be in danger if they used a few methods.

What's more, she is a physical practitioner. Physical training is extremely difficult and has many shortcomings. The only advantage is that she is strong and durable.

The burns all over the body were only minor, but not life-threatening.

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Ling dragged the body out of the sea of ​​fire and rolled and crawled for ten miles before stopping.

She took a moment to catch her breath, took out the ointment and applied it to her face, spreading it evenly like mud to prevent scars from forming in the future.

Everyone has a love for beauty, especially women.

Although I am not good-looking, I still have to go out to meet people when I can. My face is covered with scars and I will be questioned whenever I enter a town.

She doesn't have extra spiritual stones to buy beauty elixirs.

Qi Ling began to rummage through the body, and found the exercises with the burned book cover, three pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, dozens of low-grade spiritual stones, and a sign that looked like jade but not jade.

On it is written the word "Jun Yan".

"What?"

Qi Ling observed carefully and found that her cultivation level was too low to tell the reason, so she could only hang it around her neck.

It has been burned for so long and is not broken at all. It is still cold and cold. It should be a treasure.

Suddenly, I felt a sudden spin.

Qi Ling's head seemed to be suddenly slapped, and she fainted instantly, and countless memories emerged from the sign.

She is Qi Ling, he is Wang Hao, and he is the monk of Landa Temple..."·

Three different people are mixed together, with different genders, different origins, and different family backgrounds, but they have exactly the same compatibility.

After half an hour, the mountain fire burned around him again, and Wang Hao was filled with the aroma of meat. Qi Ling, who was in a coma, was not affected at all. A cyclone the size of a palm was formed in her dantian, and all the spiritual stones she had just obtained were at this moment.

It turned into a pinch of stone powder.

Her aura is rising, from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage, then to the later stage, and even breaks through the golden elixir.

At the same time, an unfamiliar swordsmanship replaced her physical skills.

Such speed is unheard of.

Qi Ling opened her eyes again, a mysterious spiritual light flashed through her eyes, and she breathed out softly, like a strong wind,

Blow out the ten-foot-high mountain fire ahead.

"I have the golden elixir and the demon sword has just been completed."

My name is Qi Ling, I am the reincarnation of a powerful being, and Yuqing Tianzun is my brother!

In an instant, she held her head high and stood proudly in the world.

Based on her current memory, she doesn't know how powerful Tianzun is. But one thing she knows very well is that Dao Zong has ruled the world for eight hundred years, and Sanqing is the supreme leader of Dao Zong.

If the world is a village, then Sanqing is the clan leader.

I'm simply awesome.

After restraining her excitement, Qi Ling thought about it and decided to go to the Thousand Phoenix Sect first.

Learning from the mistakes of the previous two incarnations, she felt that instead of fighting alone, it was better to rely on the sect. Today is the world owned by the sect, and there is no room for casual cultivators to get ahead.

Even if a peerless genius is born, he will establish a sect and become a new sect after becoming famous.

The Qianfeng Sect has a long history. In my memory, it was a second-rate sect, but now it seems that it has become a first-rate sect.

A first-class sect, uniting thousands of miles of territory, the master of a state.
To be continued...