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Bamboo house.

Zhong Yuan woke up from the nightmare, opened his eyes, and saw the strange bamboo house, and wondered in his heart, "Where did I drift here?"

Immediately after, he felt that something was wrong, because he felt the presence of his body again.

"Could it be that I have already been reincarnated? No, according to legend, isn't reincarnation supposed to clear the memories of the previous life?" Thinking in his heart, Zhong Yuan began to look at himself. This look startled him at the time, because his body was not a baby, but a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. At this time, there were only four words left in his mind: "Borrow the corpse to return the soul!"

It took a while for Zhong Yuanfang to come back to his senses from the shock. "Borrow the corpse to return the soul, borrow the corpse to return the soul, maybe God also feels sorry for me, so let me change my identity and live again!"

Zhong Yuan, an orphan, has just graduated from a third-rate university. On the way to the first interview, he was struck by a thunderbolt and died instantly.

Zhong Yuan also doesn't remember where he saw a sentence that said that among all the ways of death in the world, the chance of being struck by lightning is the smallest, so when taking a poisonous oath, it is safest to use it as a punishment for the oath. However, this smallest chance just let Zhong Yuan catch up, no matter how you look at it, it is extremely unlucky.

However, when ** turned into charcoal, Zhong Yuan found that his consciousness did not die out, but existed in another way. Zhong Yuan, who loves to read all kinds of miscellaneous books, finally determined one thing after thinking about it: people have souls.

Zhong Yuan is like this, drifting around with the existence of a soul. At first, his consciousness was still very clear and he saw a lot of scenery, but as time went by, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and later, he simply didn't know anything. It wasn't until he vaguely heard someone calling his name that he came to his senses and floated in that direction. But then, he felt a cool breeze blowing, and then, he didn't know anything. When I wake up again, it's now.

Consciously aware of the current situation, Zhong Yuan calmed down a lot, sat up, and began to carefully observe the surroundings to determine his current identity.

Before Zhong Yuan could figure out the situation, a beautiful woman pushed the door and walked in, holding a small bowl in her hand, steaming hot and fragrant.

At the first time, the woman noticed Zhong Yuan's sobriety, and in a fit of joy, she almost spilled the decoction.

"Yuan'er, you're finally awake! I'm scared to death for my mother!" The woman hurriedly put down the decoction, threw herself to the side of the bed, and hugged Zhong Yuan tightly in her arms, and couldn't help but cry again in her eyes.

In the woman's intermittent whispering, Zhong Yuan felt his mother's care for the first time, and naturally, he had a feeling of admiration for the person in front of him and regarded him as his real mother.

After a while, the woman found that Zhong Yuan didn't say a word, but she couldn't help but get nervous again, "Yuan'er, why don't you speak, is there anything uncomfortable, hurry up and say it to my mother!"

"Mother, I'm fine, I just feel a little weak!" Zhong Yuan naturally replied when he heard this.

"Look at the mother, but I forgot that you just happened to be weak. Come, drink this decoction quickly, and get a good night's sleep, and you'll be fine!" the woman said, got up, brought the potion, and fed Zhong Yuan one bite at a time.

After eating, after several instructions, he left and let Zhong Yuan rest.

When Zhong Yuan was the only one left in the room again, his mood could not be calmed for a long time, and a restless or excited emotion lingered in his heart and could not be eliminated.

"Spells, there are really spells in the world, but yes, since even the soul is there, why can't there be spells?"

Zhong Yuan's only hobby in his previous life was to read books, especially those who talked about immortals and demons, and he loved them very much, and even dreamed countless times that he had become an immortal, slaying demons and demons, and living forever. It's just that at that time, he thought that this was all false and impossible to achieve, so he could only bury it in his heart.

And just now, through his mother's whispers, Zhong Yuan knew that the reason why he was able to borrow a corpse to resurrect his soul was entirely because an immortal master in Redwood Ridge had cast a soul conjuring spell. Although, obviously, this immortal master is not very clever, because it is obvious that the soul conjuring is wrong, but it is a real proof of the existence of spells.

His current body didn't leave a single memory of him, so Zhong Yuan didn't know where he was now, but for him, all of this was no longer important. Now he is full of thoughts, all he wants is to worship the immortal gate and start his journey of cultivating immortals.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a trace of sanity and understood that seeking immortals and learning the Tao was not something that could be successful if he wanted to, he was afraid, and now he couldn't wait to rush out to inquire about the situation.

"Calm down! Calm down! This kind of thing is not something that can be done in a hurry. Zhong Yuan tapped his chest with his fist, calming his heart, which was beating a little fast, and thought to himself, "Since my uncle can invite an immortal master, there must be some ways in this regard." In the next few days, he will definitely come to visit me, and when the time comes, I will beg him. Judging from my mother's tone, this uncle is very kind to me, and I don't think I will refuse, in that case, the chances of success will definitely be much greater!"

Zhong Yuan's body was still weak after all, and in the midst of such calculations, he fell asleep unconsciously.

Three days have passed, and Zhong Yuan's body has completely recovered his health under the effect of a large number of tonics. And through these three days of life, he also found that the world he is in now is completely different from his previous life, similar to ancient China, but not the same.

Although there are no modern tools, Zhong Yuan did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest, because he had the opportunity to love his parents and worship the immortal sect to become an immortal.

"In my previous life, my life was too bland, not much more than me, less than me. In this life, I must walk out of a brilliant life!"