C1 Deep Mountain Mutation

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, when the last Spirit Emperor was still alive, the world was in chaos. The yellow-robed army swept through the world. Sabres and soldiers stirred up untold suffering among the common people in this world. As a result, the world was full of grievances and grievances. The Devil Dao cultivators took advantage of the situation and began slaughtering the world, poisoning all living beings. Even the Sword Immortals of the Righteous Dao had the heavy responsibility of exterminating the Devil and entering the world one after another. After several great battles, the strength of the Dao-Demons Second World had been greatly reduced. Fortunately, a black horse had emerged from the righteous path. It was none other than the main sect of the Celestial Rainbow Mountain, the mighty sect of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, Ren Tianxing.

On this day, Ren Tianxing and the Devil Dao Sovereign ended their battle at the east coast, and the elites of both sides were fully gathered at that time. The only thing to be killed in this war was darkness and darkness! When the cultivator saw that the situation was not good, he took out the Devil Realm's most valuable treasure, the Heaven Slaughtering Umbrella, with the intention of reversing the Heaven and Earth, to recreate the sun and moon. Unexpectedly, the collision between the two treasures had caused a seven-colored channel to burst open in midair. The experts from the various sects were completely enveloped by the great suction from the passage, so it was unavoidable for them to be reborn as Golden Immortals. Because two of the three thousand disciples had been taken away during the Eastsea War, the remaining disciples all fled into the depths of the mountains, no longer appearing in the world. The sun and the moon passed by in a flash. In the blink of an eye, thousands of years had passed.

The Mid-Autumn Festival of 2015, the old Monarch Peak in Hanshan, Henan Province. It was late August and autumn, but summer was still around. It was in the middle of the day, and there were three groups of five people coming and going. Although Lin Meng was covering the sky in the middle of the mountain, the tourists were still wiping their sweat, and some of them simply sat by the side while Lin Meng gasped for breath, while others held a towel in one hand and a bottle of cold mineral water in the other hand as they poured it into their mouths.

"Am I destined to be looked down upon in this life?" Fang Baiyi mumbled to himself as he broke off a branch from a tree and lashed the tree with it. He lived in a small village at the foot of the hill. Both his parents had died in an accident when he was seven, and his uncle had raised him. As for why he had called out such a weird name, Fang Baiyi had heard from his uncle that both of them were honest farmers who did not have much ability to dig in the ground and eat in their entire lives. His mother had given birth to him. At that time, the neighbors had seen a man in white flash across the roof of their house, and their parents probably had some hindrance as they went around the village asking for people with famous eyesight to visit their house. One of the Eastern Village's famous fortune-tellers, Liu Tieshou, had a meal at his house and especially did some calculations for Fang Baiyi. He said that there were no major problems and even gave him this name, saying that he would go and vent his anger on him.

Until he was seven and something happened to his parents in the county. The neighbors and their relatives all seemed to have come to a realization as they all said that Fang Baiyi was a bandit whose parents had died. Even his adoptive uncle didn't like him very much. His aunt was even angrier when she saw him. She had been ordering him around as a servant ever since she was young, and would usually call him a death star whenever she didn't beat him up. The other villagers also avoided him like he was an plague god, and the people in the village all looked at Fang Baiyi strangely. Later, as he grew older, his uncle and aunt became slightly more restrained. Just like that, he had lived through eight years of lonely and humiliating days. Finally, he held his breath as he relied on his hard work to enter the First High School. However, his uncle said that the family was in financial difficulties, and his aunt complained bitterly about how much money he had spent on them all these years. Now, he was completely unable to pay the tuition fee of more than one thousand yuan. The couple advised him to go to the south early to work for the family, saying they would do their best for them. Fang Baiyi understood that for the past few years, whether it was food or lodging at his uncle's house, they had all been taken from his parents' compensation for the accident. However, what could he say? A hundred unwilling people carried their bags and headed south.

He had worked hard in the south for a few years, but because he did not have any education, he had to work hard and his salary was not high. Even so, he still did his best to work overtime, sending 80% of his salary to his uncle. He did not want to owe the couple anything. Until this year when he was fired by his boss and was forced to wander around Shenzhen for a few days, he could not find any work. Normally, he did not get along with others and did not have any friends to help him.

Left without a choice, Fang Baiyi returned to his hometown carrying the 700 something dollars his boss had given him when he left the factory. This was the first time he returned to a familiar village after six years. Looking at the newly renovated streets and the familiar yet unfamiliar streets, Fang Baiyi's eyes were warm. He did not say a word to anyone in the village, nor did he enter his uncle's house. He then cried out in front of his parents' grave at the western end of the village. As he gazed at the barren grass on the grave, the ash and paper that was carried along with the wind lightly brushed against his face. It was as if his mother's warm hands were wiping away his tears. He cried all day at the grave, and at night he lay in his clothes at his parents graves until dawn, and in his dreams it seemed as if his parents had said something to him, and when he woke he could not remember anything. Filled with depression, he climbed to the peak of the mountain, hoping that this magnificent and beautiful mountain forest would wash away the sorrow and wounds in his heart.

He continued to beat the tree trunk while venting his dissatisfaction, venting it out over and over again. Every passerby looked at this childish young man in surprise. It was only when the thin branch was cut in half with a crisp sound that Fang Baiyi stopped his senseless movements, feeling much better. He mocked himself as he smiled at the passersby, then shook his head as he walked up the mountain. Fang Baiyi specifically picked up the path filled with overgrown grass and shrubs, hoping to avoid the bustling crowd around him and quiet down in a place where no one was around.

Fang Baiyi passed through a small forest and arrived at a cliff. Separated by a deep valley that was a few miles wide, there was a cliff. It was a quiet place where no tourists passed. Looking at the dense forest behind him and the thousand zhang cliff in front of him, Fang Baiyi shouted at the top of his lungs, "What did I do wrong!?" Fate is so unfair! " Tears kept pouring out of his eyes until his legs gave out and he fell to his knees. Fang Baiyi knelt on the ground, raising his head towards the sky, and looked directly at the blinding sunlight. He raised his head high up until he could see everything that was happening in front of him. He then closed his eyes and lay down on the grass, falling into a deep sleep under the cliff.

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Baiyi opened his eyes. In the azure sky, a full moon quietly hung high up in the sky. The mist-like moonlight enveloped Fang Baiyi's body. Fang Baiyi looked at the electronic watch on his wrist. It was already past nine o'clock. After being tormented for such a long time, he felt that the anger and resentment in his heart had lessened by a lot. Shaking his head, he turned around and was about to return when he suddenly saw a purple halo wandering back and forth on the cliff. What the hell! Fang Baiyi's mind boomed as he looked in shock at the halo that was floating back and forth at an astonishing speed. The ring of light emitted a melodious sound, as if it had also felt Fang Baiyi's presence from miles away. It turned into a long streak of light and crossed the distance of a few kilometers in a flash, piercing right through the top of Fang Baiyi's head. It was indeed an amazing sight from afar.

Fang Baiyi didn't even have time to react as his entire body was enveloped in a multicolored light. There was a light sound in the top of his head and a stream of hot air came rushing down from the top of his head. Swiftly moving around his entire body, that feeling was very comfortable and cozy. The moon in the sky also emitted a strange purple light, reflecting the purple mist that Fang Baiyi emitted. There was an indescribable sense of strangeness within this quiet mountain. In his heart, Fang Baiyi was utterly terrified. The moment the multicolored light pierced through him, he seemed to have frozen, unable to even move a finger. What the hell! This thought inexplicably passed through his mind. After a while, a very comfortable feeling spread out, and he felt as if his whole body was floating like an immortal.

He looked at himself in surprise and found out that he was actually floating in the air. There was even a layer of purple smoke surrounding his body, and it kept drilling into his body through his pores. Not long after, the purple mist was completely absorbed by Fang Baiyi, and the moonlight in the sky returned to normal. Fang Baiyi landed lightly on the ground with a 'pa'. Under this unbelievable situation, no one could remain calm, and Fang Baiyi was no exception. He screamed and ran down the mountain. Unexpectedly, this action of his did not matter. As soon as he stomped his feet on the ground, his entire body flew up into the air with a "hu" sound, directly flying over ten meters away. Fang Baiyi did not expect this change. He danced in the air trying to maintain his balance, and with a long cry of surprise, Fang Baiyi fell into the shrubbery. The hard branches had cut a gash in his new T-shirt, but the strange thing was that he didn't have a scratch.

Fang Baiyi jumped up from the bush and looked at his body in confusion. He did not know where this strange power came from, but it was definitely related to the purple halo. Moreover, he was certain that he possessed a mysterious power that was out of the ordinary. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to jump more than ten meters away in an instant. He didn't know if he was surprised or happy, or if it was a blessing or a curse. He stood in the bushes, his expression constantly changing. After about ten minutes, Fang Baiyi's face returned to normal, and he leaped up into the air like a rocket. Fang Baiyi was once again flustered as he landed on the ground, using his hands and feet like a frog. He no longer dared to randomly test it out. He was afraid that if he suddenly lost the power while he was in the air, he would fall down and become a meat patty. He then carefully walked down the mountain step by step. Under the moonlight, he slowly walked down the mountain. By the time he arrived, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning. Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the villagers were still awake, and all the houses had their lights on. Looking at the star-like lights one by one, Fang Baiyi raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, thinking darkly that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and under every light, there was a family happily eating their reunion meal. What about him...?