Prologue The Origin

　　South of the southern border of the small country, the western border of the mountain, the name of the immortal traces of the mountain. Mountain perennial red haze, fairy hidden, the top of the mountain jagged rocks, as if the sky to fly, in the red haze between the more special. 　　The old rumor that there is a fairy in the mountain, of course, no one has ever found half a fairy hair. This mountain red haze has also become a people after dinner talk, in addition to some occasional obsessive fairy seekers visit, and the ordinary mountain is no difference. 　　Night. 　　The young man slowly climbed to the top of the mountain, standing in the pile of rocks out of God. 　　He is not an immortal seeker, just a villager at the foot of the mountain. 　　Strangely enough, ever since he became an adult at the age of sixteen this year, he had a strange urge from time to time, as if there was something waiting for him in the mountain. Whenever he couldn't hold it down, he would come to the top of the mountain to laze around, but he never found anything. 　　The messy rocks at the top of the mountain were rough, with some very old textures on them, just messy and unsystematic. The teenager reached out and stroked it, inexplicably there was a very intimate feeling, I do not know where it started. Since childhood every day, there is no such feeling ah ...... 　　"I don't know if it is related to my parents ...... Asked Uncle Xu they, they all said that I am in a dreamy mood." The teenager raised his head and looked at the stars and moon in the sky, the moon was already in the middle of the sky, and it looked through the red clouds and fog, and the moon color surprisingly had some red traces. 　　At this moment, the pile of rocks but suddenly came from the sound of talking: "really bad luck, all the way to this broken mountain, yihongyuan's little peach blush are not know by which bastard first plucked the first." 　　Someone responded, "Shut up, the state master said ......" 　　With the sound of the words, two people walked out from the pile of rocks, saw the teenager, at the same time a stunned, the person's half of the words also swallowed did not say out. Following that, it turned into a sardonic smile, and the two long swords stabbed at the teenager at the same time. 　　The countryside teenager was simple-minded and had seen very little, and had seen some Immortal Seekers in the past, who were very polite to their local residents. He had never thought that these people would kill without saying a word when they met, until he was stabbed through by two long swords, he didn't even know why that was. 　　The two men laughed and walked away. The teenager was lying in the center of the messy rocks, blood gurgling from his chest, he stared at the direction the two men left, on the verge of death he wanted to ask why? 　　The two underestimated the teenager's vitality, thought he must die, in fact, the teenager himself has been practicing martial arts since childhood, if it is not too unsuspecting words, they want to kill him is really not so easy. The teenager did not die for a moment, slowly realized that this messy stone that he had been used to seeing since childhood gradually changed after sprinkling his own blood. 　　Under the moonlight, the stone slowly glittered with an eerie blue luster, mixing with the bright red blood in a strange and unusual way. Then, as if the light was contagious, the surrounding rocks also began to shine with blue light. Within a few moments, the rocks at the top of the mountain had almost all turned blue, and the teenager lying on the ground on the verge of death suddenly disappeared. 　　A moment of distortion in front of me, followed by a blanket of blood red, as if the world dyed in blood, can not see the end, can not see the boundaries, at a glance the only thing that is full of white bones, the stench of rottenness. 　　In addition to white bones on the ground, there are also some stone monument fragments, various types of blade fragments, sword hilts and blades scattered in a messy manner, and the surrounding red fog seems to have countless human faces, twisting, roaring, and wailing. 　　"Is this ...... hell?" The teenager's consciousness was on the verge of laxity, "I hate ...... it so much." 　　The teenager himself did not realize that in this special territory, there seemed to be a special kind of aura that was gradually repairing his body, and the body that should have bled to death was slowly healing. Unfortunately, his soul was already too weak and his consciousness was already disorganized, it was not going to live. 　　In the hissing and wailing sound in the depths of his soul, a vague voice suddenly rang out, "This bloodline ...... is no wonder it can come here ......" 　　"Bloodline?" 　　"You are dying?" The voice seemed happy, "Such a weak soul, just in time!" 　　Before the teenager could react, a chilliness surged from nowhere, passing through the soul and reaching the depths of the sea of consciousness. The teenager could only feel that the depths of his soul seemed to have a horrible ghostly face laughing and pouncing, and the boundless darkness surrounded and devoured himself. 　　"Taking over ......" This is the last realization of the teenager. 　　Unlucky to home, first killed, then taken away ...... Forget it Anyway, to die, the teenager s soul issued a final roar: "Occupy my body, then go to ask the State Master, why!" 　　At this moment, a soul of unknown origin suddenly broke into this distorted space and time. 　　As if feeling the pull of the repellent shell that had just lost its soul, the soul blankly drilled into the teenager's repellent shell. 　　The ghostly face in that dispossession seemed to be a bit surprised, and then sensing that the new soul wasn't strong either, it simply did not do anything, and even swallowed the new soul into it in an attempt to digest it. 　　"Boom!" With a sound on the ground, a huge amount of information that was beyond expectation and completely out of place surged in, rushing the ghost face to be overwhelmed, and with a muffled grunt, the new soul was rejected out of it as a whole. 　　It seemed that the setback was rather fatal this time, and Ghostface was instantly much weaker, unable to even congeal its form, and was repelled back away from the body like a tidal wave. 　　Only a new soul remained entrenched in the teenager's repellent shell. 　　The teenager opened his eyes in a daze. 　　"So there really is a hell when you die, hell is like this?" 　　Silence. 　　After a few moments, a voice drifted up ghostly: "What is the computer phone video novel AV that you are full of soul entrenchment?" 　　The teenager said, "Huh? Still don't know this after so many years in hell?" 　　"......" The voice spaced out for another half hour before helplessly saying, "Who are you?" 　　"My name is Qin Yi." 　　The voice seemed to sneer a bit, "Coincidentally, from the soul I just devoured, I learned that this one possessed by you seems to be called Qin Yi as well." 　　Hearing this, the teenager was immediately alert: "No, this is not hell ...... Who are you?" 　　"You can call me Liusu." The voice slowly said, "This is not hell, but it is also considered hell, do you ...... want to go out?" 　　"How to go out?" 　　"Pick me up, since you can go out." 　　"Pick up?" 　　"You have a wolf tooth stick in your hand that is slanting into the ground, that is me." 　　Qin Yi: "......" 　　Just at the moment Qin Yi pulled out the wolf tooth stick, the space distorted, the whole territory suddenly disappeared, and opened his eyes and was again on the top of the mountain, with the moon and stars and the red haze. 　　At the same time, the small village at the foot of the mountain. 　　An old farmer sat up from his bed. 　　The woodcutter opens the door and looks at the moon. 　　The yellow dog at the entrance of the village turned his head to look at the top of the mountain. 　　"Is the door open?" 　　"It's not open." 　　"That's because I'm guarding the door and you're only guarding the tomb." 　　"Actually, I don't want to guard the tomb." 　　"Then why don't you leave?" 　　"When it's gone, this isn't a tomb anymore." 　　"I've never felt you talk so much sense." 　　...... 　　South Li Wang Palace. 　　"Father is well." 　　"Qinglin Qingjun, you guys came just in time, the widow took the State Master's golden elixir last night, and I quite feel a bit younger, do you guys see that my gray hairs are all a bit less?" 　　The young prince was silent for a long time, and whispered, "Father, there is no ...... in the world" Seeing his father's face sinking, the prince didn't go on, and directly changed the topic, "Last night the great general reported that the Western Wasteland Kingdom was displaying troops in Stone City, and there seems to be a strange movement. ." 　　The king impatiently waved his hand, "You go deal with it." 　　"Yes." The prince silently retreated. 　　Leaving the palace, turning his head to look back for a while, the prince moved his gaze away and looked towards the glorious Taoist temple on the west side of the city, where there were weaving of incenses, pious kowtowing, and amidst the echoing of the lingering immortal music, the smoky Taoist temple was like a fairy palace. 　　The prince's eyes grew cold. 　　"Brother also hates Donghuazi?" A crisp voice rang in his ears. 　　"Also?" The prince looked at his sister, "Aren't you a great admirer of immortals?" 　　"I do look up to immortals, but don't immortals eat the wind and drink the dew and go in and out of the green underworld? How could they possibly come to this mundane world to be a laborious State Master?" 　　The prince was dumbfounded, "Right." 　　"Eh, in fact, many places are rumored to have immortals ah, let's go find a true immortal, and if we really find one, I'll go with him to practice ......" 　　The prince looked at the Taoist temple out of his mind for a while and responded with a smile, "Good, when I have some free time, I'll accompany you to look for it."