"I...am not dead?!"

In the dark stone house, Jiang Heng suddenly woke up in pain on the bed, as if his whole body had been pierced by thousands of sharp swords.

A bunch of complicated memories flooded into his mind, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

He was originally the Immortal Emperor of the Qingyuan Immortal Realm. When he was refining the Chaos Green Lotus Seeds that he came across in seclusion, he was plotted against by the seven Heavenly Lord disciples, and he died out of hatred.

However, what everyone didn't expect was.

At the last moment, he exploded the Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit, killing and injuring those who rebelled and rebelled, but a little bit of his true spirit remained and he was reborn.

When I woke up, I was already in a stone house.

This is the border of Xiaojiezhou in Lingbao Continent. No one has become an immortal for thousands of years. It is an unknown number of planes away from the Qingyuan Immortal Domain!

His reborn body is also named Jiang Heng. He is handsome, elegant and unrestrained. He is an undercover agent sent by the Immortal Dao to the Demon Dao Blood Sword Sect.

Three years passed and three years passed, and now he was the only one left dead among the undercover agents who came with him.

Jiang Heng managed to become an outer disciple from a handyman, but before he could formally practice, he was beaten up due to an argument and died soon after being carried to a stone house.

After sorting out his memories, Jiang Heng groaned and began to examine himself.

"The meridians are disordered and the cultivation speed is extremely slow. No wonder I am at the bottom of every assessment and am on the verge of being kicked out..."

The Blood Fiend Sword Sect is known as the best swordsman in the Demonic Way, and its Qi Condensation Realm skills are invincible at the same level!

According to the sect rules of the Blood Fiend Sword Sect, every Mid-Autumn Festival, all disciples are organized to return to Wuliang Mountain for the final assessment.

For the last disciple, he was punished by being expelled from the sect, euphemistically saying: "After success, the master comes down from the mountain!"

However, although disciples are forced to leave every year, the strength of the entire Blood Fiend Sword Sect is increasing day by day, and it is gradually becoming capable of competing with the five major demon sects.

Tomorrow night is the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and those disciples who are weaker than Jiang Heng have been kicked out of the sect over the past few years... If nothing happens, Jiang Heng will be the new "master who has been specially approved to go down the mountain"!

"This undercover agent is really a coward!" Jiang Heng looked at the disordered meridians and frowned.

If he were still the Immortal Emperor, it would be easy for him to use immortal magic to empower a loser to improve his physique.

But now, I can only think about it.

The cultivation realms in Lingbao Continent, from low to high, are Qi Condensation Realm, Spirit Seed Realm, Kunlun Realm, and Star Observation Realm.

His body at this time has no cultivation at all, and is far from being able to control the immortal arts.

Forcibly using a mortal body is tantamount to committing suicide!

Right now!

A surging cyan light erupted silently three inches below Jiang Heng's navel.

A surge of life energy overflowed from the dark object in the center of the spiritual light, quickly repairing his serious injuries and discomfort.

That pitch-black object is the incomplete Chaos Green Lotus Seed!

It was damaged by Jiang Heng's self-explosion, but by chance, it absorbed his Immortal Emperor Dao Fruit and original blood essence, and finally became a treasure of destiny!

"Is my ability to be reborn here related to the Chaos Green Lotus Seed?"

Within a few breaths, Jiang Heng's wounds all over his body healed, his skin became smooth and traceless, and his physical body was reshaped.

Even the meridians in the body, which had been disordered for more than ten years, have continued to be intact!

Suddenly, the cyan aura disappeared and turned into more than a hundred ancient seal scripts with Taoist rhyme that seemed to be hundreds of millions of years old, appearing in his mind!

After careful consideration, Jiang Heng took out a blue elixir that he kept close to his body, opened his mouth to take it, and slowly fell into concentration.

"The Qi Gathering Pill just happened to help me condense the first ray of innate vitality! Only when I become stronger can I deal with the upcoming difficulties..."

Back then, when Jiang Heng was sent to work as an undercover agent in the Demonic Path, his supervisor had already made it clear that he was not allowed to return without being summoned.

Otherwise, if the third war between good and evil is triggered, Xian Dao will not recognize his true identity.

The only solution now is to hard-top it!

The night is already dark, and there are less than nine hours until the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow night!

I don’t know if those Blood Fiend Sword Sect disciples who beat him to death will try another dirty trick...

Seven breaths of time have passed.

The chaotic and chaotic atmosphere within Jiang Heng's second channel was gradually smoothed out by the Qi Gathering Pill.

However, like in his previous life, he did not immediately condense the first innate vitality.

After thinking about it for a moment, Jiang Heng felt dumbfounded.

His physical body, after being reshaped by the Chaos Green Lotus Seeds, has become a natural body.

It can help him move further on the path of spiritual practice.

But at the same time, if he wants to generate the first innate vitality, it will be countless times more difficult!

As time went by, the already silent chaotic atmosphere in his meridians became uncontrollable like boiling water, running around his body!

Jiang Heng sat cross-legged, his cheeks red, and he had no time to worry about the uncertain Taoist rhyme and ancient seal scripts in his mind. He tried his best to induce the chaotic aura of chaos to condense into one.

Time flies by unconsciously!

Outside the window of the stone house, the bright moon rises in the east, and it is actually the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival assessment!

Jiang Heng was about to understand those ancient seal scripts with Taoist rhymes, but was interrupted by a sinister laughter.

A young man with big ears joked outside the door: "Junior Brother Jiang, are you dead?"

Jiang Heng opened his clear eyes and looked inwards at the innate vitality rushing through his meridians, neither happy nor sad.

Although it took him nine hours to get back on the path of spiritual practice, he was able to achieve an achievement that countless people would never be able to achieve even after hundreds of reincarnations!

This mysterious and mysterious innate vitality is about the thickness of a newborn baby's arm, and its quality and quantity far exceed that of the previous life!

You know, if the first innate vitality generated by ordinary monks could be as thick as a hair, people would be ecstatic!

Jiang Heng collected his thoughts and his eyes became extremely cold, "Brother, I'm still alive!"

The big-eared young man was an insidious and treacherous man. Jiang Heng was beaten to death before, and he was the instigator behind it.

"As long as you're alive, let's go to the martial arts arena! The final assessment will begin soon!"

Jiang Heng opened the door and stared into the eyes of the big-eared young man, "Can you tell me why you are targeting me?"

The big-eared young man spread his hands flat and looked like there was nothing he could do to me.

"Junior brother, you are worrying too much! I am not targeting you alone, I am targeting everyone who has doubts! There is no way, after all, those old thieves from Xiandao have never stopped sending undercover agents to us..."

"The leader has said that for undercover agents, they would rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go! If there is any offense, please don't blame me, junior brother!"

Jiang Heng sneered, twirled the fingers of his right hand, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Really? Why do I think you talked a lot today? Are you trying to trick me? Tell me quickly, who ordered you to be an undercover agent! What else are you trying to subvert?!"

"Jiang, please don't slander anyone! I'm definitely not an undercover agent!" the big-eared young man responded angrily, staring at Jiang Heng with a strange look on his face.

He has never seen Jiang Heng so strong!

"But I think you are an undercover agent!" Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes, suddenly raised his right hand and slapped the big-eared young man hard on the face.

Snap!

The big-eared young man's cheek was broken, he fell to the ground, twisted and twitched several times like a mangy dog, and died unwillingly.

Jiang Heng's eyes were deep and he found a dark cloth bag from the big-eared young man's body. Inside was a cyan jade slip.

"Remember, even if you are no longer the Immortal Emperor, you are not someone you can bully!"

After half a stick of incense, the full moon was in the sky.

The martial arts arena is in front of a slope made of strips of bluestone.

A man in brocade clothes with a scar on his face, who is the current senior brother of the Blood Fiend Sword Sect, stood at the end of the stone steps with an expression of extreme contempt.

"I have been in the sect for six years and have not been able to cultivate to the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm...Jiang Heng, have you cultivated to the point of a dog's belly for so many years?! I advise you to just go down the mountain as a master. Our Blood Fiend Sword Sect is really in disgrace."

I can’t afford that person!”
Chapter completed!