Rebirth of the Urban Madman

It was Friday, and Qin Xuan was on holiday in the afternoon. He walked in the campus, feeling the long-lost breath in his memory, and felt a little melancholy in his heart.

He had returned to Earth in his previous life. The spiritual power of Earth was weak in this era. If you want to practice, you must find a blessed place. Otherwise, it is extremely difficult to practice with this weak spiritual energy, and there are almost no cultivators.

Sensing the weak spiritual energy between heaven and earth, Qin Xuan searched for a long time during the holiday time and finally stopped in front of a lake.

The waves are sparkling, the water is clear and the mountains are green. The reflections on both sides are like a ten-mile gallery, which is beautiful.

Mingxin Lake is a key environmental protection area in Jingshui City, and it is also a rare quiet place in this city. Not only that, Yueming Mountain next to Mingxin Lake has the first villa area in the entire Jingshui City, which is worth tens of millions, and the people living in it are all dignitaries. Ordinary citizens are rare here, and those who appear are often rich or noble.

Qin Xuan came here and finally nodded with satisfaction. The ground veins here are still intact. Although the spiritual energy is meager, it just meets the needs of building a foundation.

He looked around and found a secluded place. He sat upright with his palms facing the sky, as if embracing the Yuan and returning to oneness.

Although he was called the Green Emperor in the fairy world, the master of a domain, and dominated one side. But in fact, Qin Xuan's foundation-building method in his previous life was very ordinary, and even the sects with a little foundation looked down on him. After entering the fairy world, Qin Xuan got the inheritance of the Green Emperor, which made up for the previous shortcomings and gradually improved his foundation until it was perfect.

But now it is different. He has the inheritance of the Green Emperor that even the fairy emperor envied in his previous life, so naturally he does not need an ordinary foundation-building method.

Eternal Evergreen Art!

Cast an eternal and indestructible body, and refine an evergreen and immortal body.

Although the immortal power, magic weapons and magical powers have all disappeared, as long as the Eternal Evergreen Art is there, his foundation will not be shaken.

Qin Xuan faced the lake, his mind was like a pool of stagnant water, and his body gradually seemed to merge with the surrounding world. Strands of invisible spiritual energy began to gather around him from the world, entered his body, and circulated around him according to the trajectory of the Eternal Evergreen Art, returning to the Dantian.

If you look closely, you can even see an invisible aura around him, and the lake is swaying with scales, swaying slightly towards Qin Xuan. He is even more in harmony with the world between breaths, containing some kind of wonderful rhythm.

There are eight major realms in cultivation: Qi Refining, Golden Pill, Transformation, Yuanying, Return to Void, Hedao, Mahayana, and Crossing the Tribulation.

The most basic Qi Refining is also called Foundation Building, and each realm is divided into three grades. Among them, the Qi Refining Realm means to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and condense the spiritual sea. From then on, it is different from ordinary people, and the life span increases by 300 years, and spells can be cast.

The Eternal Evergreen Art is a dual cultivation of law and body. After the foundation is built, it can be absorbed and refined, and the body is like a demon.

There weren't many people in Mingxin Lake, and Qin Xuan's place was secluded. Occasionally, someone passed by and ignored Qin Xuan as some kind of psychopath. Time passed, the moon gradually dimmed, and it was dark.

Qin Xuan's body suddenly shook slightly. In the dim night, two white air currents could be clearly seen rushing out of his nasal cavity, with a faint sense of sharpness, making a slight sound of tearing the air.

His eyes suddenly opened and closed, and a flash of spiritual light flashed in the depths of Qin Xuan's eyes, and his eyes were full of domineering. It took him several breaths to regain his composure.

"Is the foundation established successfully?"

Qin Xuan looked up at the sky and smiled faintly.

The spiritual sea in his dantian was less than ten feet, very weak, but Qin Xuan was very satisfied.

The success of the foundation also meant that he officially entered the ranks of cultivators, which was different from ordinary people and was ten years earlier than in his previous life.

"In my last life, my state of mind was flawed. During the great catastrophe, the Immortal Burial Tribulation invaded my Immortal Heart Emperor's mind, causing me to suffer severe injuries! In this life, I must achieve perfection and have no regrets."

His eyes were like swords, extremely resolute. His figure stood by the Mingxin Lake, and under the faint moonlight, he was covered with a layer of brilliance, like a god.

"Going back so late, He Yun will be worried again, right?"

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly in the moonlight. He went to school in Jingshui City. His parents were not around, and his mother's friend, He Yun, took care of his daily life.

Opening his memory, he vaguely remembered that He Yun was six years older than him, and this year was exactly twenty-four. According to seniority, Qin Xuan should have called He Yun his aunt, but because of the small age difference, he almost always called He Yun by her real name.

He Yun was particularly good to Qin Xuan, much better than his own sister. Therefore, Qin Xuan has always been grateful to He Yun. It was a pity that he went to college and never had the chance to return to Jingshui City. It was not until he encountered a disaster that he saw He Yun once at his parents' funeral.

Thinking of He Yun, Qin Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart and walked out of Mingxin Lake.

"At this time, I don't knowCan I get a taxi? "

At this moment, Qin Xuan paused and two figures came towards him.

One of them was old and frail, with white hair. Even so, he had a hint of pressure from a superior, which was cultivated by being in a high position for a long time. The other was much younger, only about 20 years old. He supported the old man gently, as if he was a guard, with a respectful look on his face.

How could someone come to Mingxin Lake so late?

Qin Xuan was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at the old man a few more times.

It was during these two glances that Qin Xuan noticed that there was something strange about the old man. Although he was strong, his steps were weak, and his eyes were a little dim.

If he sensed correctly, the old man should also be a cultivator, with a weak sense of Qi in his body, but the old man suffered some hidden injuries, so he had these abnormalities that did not belong to cultivators.

"Are there cultivators on Earth? Judging from the appearance of this person, he should be a warrior, but unfortunately, the power in his body is too weak! "

Qin Xuan couldn't help but ponder secretly, his eyes lit up leisurely, and he was a little interested.

He needed someone to ask for directions!

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person on Earth, and he didn't know anything about cultivators. When he returned to Earth a hundred years later, everything had changed. The cultivators below the Spiritual Transformation Realm were simply not worthy of his attention, so naturally he had no interest in them.

But now he had just successfully cultivated his Qi and established his foundation, and wanted to learn something about the cultivators of this era.

But the old man and the young man walked into Mingxin Lake, and when they saw Qin Xuan, they were both surprised.

"There are too few young people who are still in the mood to travel to Mingxin Lake at this time. "The old man smiled slightly and looked at Qin Xuan curiously. Indistinctly, he felt that this young man was very extraordinary, and even made his long-dormant military spirit tremble slightly, as if reminding him of those years when he went to the battlefield and lived in the midst of gunfire.

Danger!

The old man's eyes condensed. He knew this feeling, but he hadn't felt it for decades.

The young man next to him saw Qin Xuan staring at the old man, and couldn't help but feel a little cautious: "Maybe he is a young man who has been heartbroken. Old Mo, be careful not to catch a cold so late!"

Old Mo looked at Qin Xuan with some doubts, and raised his palm slightly, "Although I am old, my body is not so weak that I can't even bear this little bit of cool wind."

"I haven't been back to Jingshui City for ten years. The only thing that has not changed is this Mingyue Lake."

At this moment, Qin Xuan suddenly strode towards the two of them.