Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The wind and sand were everywhere, and the sight was yellow.

On the wasteland, a figure was running in blood.

The sword in his hand was broken, and behind him, figures were chasing him.

"Hurry, don't let him escape!"

"This boy actually realized the sword intent. Cut off his head and you will definitely get a big reward!"

"He is in the Qi Refining Realm, but he has such endurance and speed. It's a pity that if he doesn't enter the Golden Core, he will eventually die."

Voices rang out, and the young man's eyes were firm. There was almost no mana left in his body. With a breath of evil, he rushed on the wasteland like a tiger and leopard.

"I haven't been able to return to China yet, and I haven't been able to kill Chen Zixiao. How can I die here!" He gritted his teeth, and the exhaustion in his body seemed to have thousands of words every moment, asking him to give up.

But the young man was still indifferent, and he ran desperately.

Until a sword light passed through his legs. In an instant, the young man rolled far away on the ground, leaving a blood-red mark.

"Let you run away again!?"

"A dog that lost its home, actually made us chase him here!"

"Kill him!"

Voices rang out behind him.

The young man's ten fingers fell on the hard wasteland, his legs were weak, and he moved forward with his ten fingers.

He had only one thought, not to die!

He had too much on his shoulders, the hatred of his parents was so heavy, how could he die here?

Just as the sword energy behind him was awe-inspiring, a pressure quietly rolled down.

The person who was chasing him seemed to be frozen in this pressure at this moment, his face was pale.

Above the sky, a figure slowly fell.

The young man looked up, and in his eyes, there was only a blurred graceful figure, like a fairy in the legend, the last ray of dawn in the darkness.

But at this moment, he was no longer able to see the fairy's face clearly.

When the young man woke up again, he was already in the green mountains, on a soft couch.

All around, there were clouds and mists, and white cranes were calling. This was a scene he had never seen before, and it was more than ten thousand times more mysterious than what he had seen on the screen.

"Is it a fairyland? Am I dead?" The young man murmured to himself, and he remembered the vague memory and the figure.

Hallucination? Or...

Just then, someone was slowly stepping in from the door.

"Since you're awake, leave!" The young man looked at the figure, as if he saw the true face of a fairy.

Later, the young man knew who this fairy was.

The daughter of the leader of the Tianyun Sect, Yun Ni!

"Senior, Qin Xuan begs you to accept Qin Xuan as your disciple!"

"I have not yet cut off my distracting thoughts, and I have not yet cleared my mind from the mundane world..."

The young man's eyes were stubborn, and he fainted several times at the foot of the Ni Peak.

"Well!"

Accompanied by a sigh, the familiar scene reappeared.

"From now on, your Dharma name will be Changqing, and you will be my disciple of Yun Ni!"

In the courtyard, Qin Xuan opened his eyes again. He looked at the painting, the misty mountains, the fairies seemed to be in the mortal world, but there was a person who had a place to return to his roots from then on.

In his Dantian, another Tao seed was condensed.

The Tao seed was named Tianyun, which contained the Tao of Tianyun and the grace of the master.

The painting was like clouds and smoke, quietly dissipating in front of him.

Qin Xuan looked at the bright moon in the sky. Two days had passed.

In two days, three Tao seeds were condensed, which was already incredible.

However, Qin Xuan also felt that he had encountered a bottleneck. In the Return to Void Realm, it was incredible for ordinary people to have one Tao seed.

Now that he had just entered the Return to Void Realm, he already had three Tao seeds. If others knew about it, it would definitely be shocking to the extreme.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, as if he had never felt the bottleneck. After a short rest, he started to write again.

Qin Changqing had stepped on the Heavenly Dust, so what was so difficult about a bottleneck! ?

This time, he saw the remains of the Immortal Phoenix.

The Nine Cities of the Immortal Phoenix, Zhao Xunxian, the Imperial City of the Immortal Phoenix...

It seemed that everything had just happened, but it was completely different.

Until, under the great burden, the fourth Dao Seed was condensed in his Dantian.

This Dao Seed, named the Immortal Phoenix, contained the Dao of life and death, and contained the meaning of Nirvana and rebirth.

The four Dao Seeds stood in Qin Xuan's Dantian. Although the tender bud was only one inch, each of the four Dao Seeds hanging there was almost extraordinary to the extreme.

The Wind and Rain Dao Seed, the Rock Dao Seed, the Sky Cloud Dao Seed, and the Immortal Phoenix Dao Seed!

Qin Xuan could imagine that these four Dao Seeds each formed a world of magnificent scenery.

Naturally, the road he had walked was extremely long.

Ordinary people need to cultivate their Dao seeds to perfection when they enter the Return to Void Realm, but he has to perfect four Dao seeds when he first enters. If he reaches the middle or even upper level of Return to Void Realm, I wonder how terrible it will be.

In this life, he did not follow the path of his previous life in cultivation. When he entered the Return to Void Realm in his previous life, he only condensed three Dao seeds, which was enough to surpassRealm of the Supreme Being, he could fight against ordinary Tianjiao.

At that time, his bone age was already several hundred years old. Now, Qin Xuan's bone age has not reached 200 years, but he has already condensed four Dao seeds, and the Tianjiao on the Immortal List has killed one of them.

The starting point and the end point are not exactly the same, but the process, Qin Xuan is many times stronger than in his previous life.

However, the four Dao seeds are just formed, and Qin Xuan also plans to stop for the time being.

It has been three days, and the news of the Dao Conference has been heard, officially calling on the cultivators of all directions to come and watch.

In two days, the Dao Conference will officially open.

He has condensed four Dao seeds, which is considered to have surpassed the bottleneck. If he goes down, it will be impossible to condense Dao seeds so easily.

Qin Xuan returned the paper and pen to Lin Bao. As for Lin An, he has never left the house since the Immortal Yuanjin was sent.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, he looked at the Xuantian City, and some beings had already come out of nowhere.

There are giant starry sky boats that cover the sky and come from outside the stars.

There are also extraordinary demons, with great power, crossing the starry sky and heading towards the mountain gate of Xuantian Zhenzong.

There are also some existences, each of which has caused a sensation in Xuantian City, and they are all extraordinary big figures.

However, Qin Xuan also took a glance at these and didn't take them seriously. It was Lin Bao who kept exclaiming.

Just as Qin Xuan was spending his days leisurely, suddenly, his eyes paused.

There were waves in his calm eyes, "Is it a coincidence?"

Qin Xuan murmured, and Lin Bao, who was tasting Qin Xuan's precious spiritual tea, was slightly startled when he heard Qin Xuan's words.

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

Qin Xuan put down the teacup and smiled gently. He looked at the familiar figure in front of Lin An's courtyard.

"Nothing!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, and he looked at the woman who stepped into the door with a broken sword hanging from her waist.

"Excuse me, is this the residence of Fellow Daoist Lin An?" The woman's eyes were clear, no longer drunk. She looked into the courtyard, and finally her eyes fell on Qin Xuan and Lin Bao.

"My two fellow Daoists, I am Changyan. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Lin An is here. Changyan has something to ask you!"

The woman walked up to Qin Xuan and Lin Bao, politely, without any laxity like Tianyun, and smiled at Qin Xuan and the others.

Qin Xuan looked at Changyan and smiled gently.

There are five big cities around Xuantian Zhenzong, and there are hundreds of thousands of cultivators in each big city.

But Changyan appeared here at Lin An, and Lin An was making clothes for him.

He is not bound by the way of heaven, and the will of heaven is just nonsense.

Then, Qin Xuan looked at Changyan and raised his lips slightly.

This is the so-called fate!

Senior sister, long time no see!