On the Yinyue Peak in the back mountain.
Thunderclouds gathered, with loud noises.
Song Tan, a spiritual practitioner with dual spiritual roots of water and wood from the Wentian Sect of the Cang Xuan Realm, has been planting spiritual plants in the back mountains for a hundred years before he finally got the opportunity to break through!
However, he did not expect that the thunder tribulation during the formation of the elixir would be so violent. His body was shattered by the thunder tribulation, and even his soul was torn into pieces.
In the dim light, Song Tan saw countless familiar yet unfamiliar scenes before he died.
More than a dozen cars were piled upside down and turned upside down.
Collision, pain, crying.
The overturned car had oil gradually flowing out on the bridge.
People were banging on the car windows anxiously all around her. Her eyes were covered with a layer of blood and she couldn't move or speak.
"Hello, is this 120? There was a serial car accident on Ninghai Bridge..."
"Bang!"
"Carry the driver out first, he's still breathing—"
"This girl's leg is stuck... someone come help-"
"Hurry up, hurry up, there's an oil leak, be careful or it might explode—"
Song Tan looked at all this in a daze, and for a moment he couldn't react at all. Is this... a demon in his heart
But the strange thing was that there was a girl in the car who captured her attention.
However, the other person's head was broken and bleeding, and she had slowly closed her eyes and was breathing weakly. Song Tan could already see that the aura on her body was fading - her soul was about to dissipate.
The next moment, Song Tan felt that he was being pulled by something, and then his scattered soul suddenly sank.
In her drowsiness, a girl with fair skin and bright black eyes looked at her with joy and comfort in her eyes: "You are back."
What's the meaning
Song Tan was about to ask, but saw her soul light suddenly rushing towards her broken soul, and then, they merged tightly together.
Past life, present life...
She remembered!
This is not a demon in your heart!
Instead, he came back! From the world of cultivation, he returned to the moment when he was about to die in the modern world!
This was her previous life! She was originally Song Tan, who died in a car accident, and then lost her memory and came to the Cang Xuan Realm. From a girl in a mountain village, she practiced hard and entered the Wentian Sect.
For more than a hundred years afterwards, he practiced non-stop, just to be able to break through and protect himself in the crisis-ridden world of immortal cultivation...
She is Song Tan!
…
However, the collision was too severe, and she felt unbearable pain in her body. In her previous life, she died in this car accident...
No, it's not possible!
Song Tan struggled to draw upon the scarce spiritual energy around him and tried hard to repair his body.
The thin spiritual energy struggled to circulate in the body, repairing the damaged internal organs and body with difficulty.
When she struggled to open her blood-stained eyes, she saw in front of her a face that belonged only to a man, handsome yet with bulging veins.
It was so close that Song Tan could see his dark brown eyes and extra thick eyelashes. Especially the small black mole on the center of his forehead, which was just right.
The other party gritted his teeth, but still made a sound with difficulty:
"Don't be afraid! I'll pull you out now—"
Someone behind me shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go, go, there's a fire, there's a fire—"
"Hold on!"
The man who was hugging her shouted in a low voice, and the sweat on his forehead and cheeks slid down his chin and dripped onto Song Tan's face.
The body was pulled forward with increasing force, and pain was felt in every part of the body. Even the soul seemed to be pulled tightly and merged with the body.
Next moment!
"It exploded—"
The screams around me became more and more terrifying!
"Bang!"
Her heavy body was thrown out heavily, and she trembled all over. At this moment, she had already lost consciousness.
…
When I woke up again, three heads popped out from beside the bed. The one in the lead was a middle-aged doctor with sparse hair but clear eyes:
"How do you feel now?"
Song Tan's eyes slid down to the sign on his chest—
A particularly vivid headshot
Ningxia First People's Hospital
Attending Physician: Zhang Yuan
She stared at the sign blankly, familiar memories flowing through her mind. At this moment, she was both the cultivator Song Tan and the ordinary person Song Tan.
The fusion of souls, past lives and present lives, after more than a hundred years, she finally came back.
The smell of hospital disinfectant filled the air everywhere, and the spiritual energy was so scarce that it was as scarce as a gossamer. She thought about it and silently recited the Heart Cultivation Method. After running for a long time, two wisps of spiritual energy slowly swam over.
Song Tan breathed a sigh of relief—it was good enough that he could practice.
If you can practice, you can protect yourself. Apart from anything else, if you grow spiritual plants for more than 100 years, you will have no problem supporting yourself.
Looking at the doctor who was waiting for her answer, Song Tan opened her mouth and said in a somewhat unfamiliar tone:
"It's still... OK."
The intern on the left obediently handed over the medical records. The newly-appointed attending physician waved his arms in a flamboyant manner, imitating his predecessors who were writing in heavenly script, and smiled in an especially friendly manner:
"Our examination results are also very good. Girl, you are lucky! You had a bruise on your head from the chain reaction. You may have a slight concussion, but everything else is fine."
"You can be discharged from the hospital after one or two days of observation."
"However, the scene was too chaotic, and the phone in your clothes could not be turned on. In addition, your injuries were not serious, so we have not yet notified your family."
Family members...
Three identical honest faces flashed through Song Tan’s mind.
She subconsciously touched her head, and suddenly remembered the scene of the car accident, and asked quickly:
"I remember that a gentleman saved me at that time. How is he now?"
In her previous life, she lost consciousness the moment the car accident happened, and she had no idea whether anyone had tried so hard to save her.
And now…
The attending doctor hesitated for a moment and said, "There were a total of 18 injured patients diverted to our hospital half an hour ago. I heard from the firefighters that you were pulled out of the car by a young man, right?"
Song Tan nodded.
The doctor hesitated for a moment: "He...is not in danger of death. He is from another place and was just taken to a higher-level hospital by his family."
Song Tan felt relieved.
"Then do you have his or his family's contact information? I would like to thank him in person."
The life-saving grace was given to the 23-year-old Song Tan, who had been practicing Taoism for who knows how many years.
Even in the Cang Xuan Realm, this is an incredible favor that must be repaid with all one's strength.
The doctor shook his head and said, "That gentleman saved several people at the time. When his family arrived, they just said there was no need to thank him, so they were unwilling to disclose any contact information."
"Which hospital did you go to?"
"I went to the Imperial Capital Renai Hospital."
Song Tan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
She thought - she has not yet fully adapted to this place. She should wait until she has gathered her spiritual energy to practice again, and then she can directly cast a hexagram to calculate the whereabouts of her benefactor.
…
The doctors left in a hurry. Song Tan found it difficult to accept the turbid air. The spiritual energy around was scarce, and it was obviously not a good place for cultivation.
Subconsciously, she felt the pillow; it was empty.
Yes, everything in the bag was burned in the car accident, including the documents.
He tentatively reached out and opened the bedside drawer, and sure enough, he pulled out a cell phone with a broken screen.
Most of the screen was broken and was left in a drawer overnight. I don’t know if it recovered or not, but Song Tan managed to turn it on successfully after struggling.
She opened the interface and found that the red 99+ message prompt in the upper right corner of the green app was particularly eye-catching.
There was also a blue one that was making that horrible nailing sound.
She instantly felt repulsive.
The sixth sense of cultivators can help them avoid many bad things. Song Tan thought:
This news must be bad! It’s better not to read it!
The most urgent thing for her is to play with her mobile phone again. She hasn't seen it for more than 100 years and she can't wait.
So she slid her finger down and accidentally opened an APP with a musical note logo.
“Trembling, start a wonderful life!”
Song Tan: …
It's all open, I'll take a look...
[This book was first published on Qidian Girls’ Network. Most of the wild vegetables, fruits and some rural gadgets in the article are illustrated in this chapter, and most of them come from Baidu and Taotaobao.
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