Pain, heart-wrenching pain. Li Zexuan felt as if all the bones in his body were broken. He couldn't help but wonder: "Didn't I just drink a little too much last night? Why is my whole body in so much pain? I won't drink again even if I'm beaten to death. "
Li Zexuan was an engineering graduate student at an ordinary university. He majored in precision instruments. This year, he was already in his third year of master's degree and was about to graduate. His school was just an ordinary university in Beijing. Facing the army of job seekers after graduation and the sky-high housing prices in Beijing, Li Zexuan expressed that he was under a lot of pressure.
Before graduation, a few of his roommates wanted to get together and have a farewell dinner. Li Zexuan, who had never drunk before, indulged himself this time and drank two bottles of beer. Then, he swayed and passed out.
At this time, Li Zexuan used all his strength to open his eyes. The scene in front of him shocked him. He was lying in a bamboo house. Through the small window beside the bed, he could see a small bamboo forest outside. He could also hear the sound of flowing water behind the house.
F * ck, shouldn't I be sleeping in the school dormitory? How did I end up in the wilderness?
Could it be that someone took advantage of me being drunk and abducted me to this wilderness to do some shameful things?
My God, thinking of this, Li Zexuan's chrysanthemum tightened. He quickly glanced around to see if he had any clothes on his body.
Phew, fortunately, I'm not naked.
But, these clothes don't look like the clothes I wore before.
Sigh, but the air here is really good. It's a hundred times fresher than the air in Beijing. Li Zexuan took a deep breath and felt that the PM2.5 in his heart and lungs were purified a lot.
Unable to endure the thirst, Li Zexuan wanted to get up to find some water to drink. Just as he was about to use his arm to support himself, a sharp pain came from his arm. He couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Ouch …!"
Then his body fell heavily on the bed. His whole body suffered a destructive impact.
Misfortunes never come singly. At this time, Li Zexuan also felt a sharp pain in his head. Pieces of memories that did not belong to him appeared in his mind, just like a movie. The physical and mental pain finally made Li Zexuan unable to endure the torture, and he gloriously fainted.
After an unknown period of time, Li Zexuan finally woke up. Only then did he realize that he had encountered the melodramatic transmigration that was written in countless novels.
Li Zexuan couldn't help but grumble, "F * ck, I've been reading time-travel novels every day. Who would've thought I'd encounter something like time-travel?"
After sorting out the memories of this body, he discovered that this body actually had the same name as his. He was originally the only son of a wealthy merchant in Chang 'an. Since childhood, he had been spoiled by his parents in every possible way. However, due to a congenital deficiency, he had been frail and sickly since childhood. His father, Li Zexuan, had visited all the famous doctors in Chang' an for him, but in the end, they were unable to cure him. Moreover, many famous doctors had said that Li Zexuan would definitely die young and would not live past the age of eight.
How could Li Zexuan's father be willing to give up on his son? Later, he used his connections to invite an old imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Department to treat him. The old imperial physician also said that Li Zexuan's weak body was incurable. However, if he could become the disciple of a master of internal energy and use internal energy to nourish his body, it might be able to make up for his congenital deficiency.
Li Zexuan's father was originally a merchant. How could he know a true master of Jianghu? He used up all his wealth to invite a group of Jianghu swindlers. They were good enough to guard the house, but not a single one of them was proficient in internal energy.
Seeing that his only son's health was deteriorating day by day, Li Zexuan's father was extremely anxious. Mrs. Li also washed her face with tears every day.
When Li Zexuan was six years old, a white-haired old Taoist passed by the Li Zexuan residence to ask for a bowl of water. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Li Zexuan playing in the courtyard. Seeing that his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was honest and cute. However, his face was pale and his eyes revealed a hint of sickness. The old Taoist immediately felt tender affection for him.
He told Li Zexuan's father that he was the Great Elder of the Celestial Master Sect of Mount Longhu. His title was Spiritual Void Spiritual Void. He had traveled to this place and saw that Li Zexuan was congenitally deficient. He wanted to take him in as a disciple and pass on his sect's internal energy to nourish him.
Although Li Zexuan's parents were reluctant to let their son go to a faraway place to learn martial arts, it was rare to see an expert of Mount Longhu. If they didn't seize this opportunity, their son's life might not be guaranteed.
Therefore, Li Zexuan's father had Li Zexuan kowtow to his master and asked Spiritual Void Spiritual Void to teach him well.
In the mountains, time was unknown. In the blink of an eye, eight years had passed. Li Zexuan had already learned martial arts, but his master was already on the verge of old age and his time was almost up.
In the spring of the first year of Zhenguan, Spiritual Void Spiritual Void passed away in meditation on Mount Longhu. Thinking of how his master had treated him like a master and a father for the past eight years, Li Zexuan wept bitterly in front of his master's grave.
After kneeling for a day and a night, Li Zexuan kowtowed and bid farewell to his master. He prepared to leave for Chang 'an to visit his parents and then wander the jianghu to become a chivalrous wanderer.
Passing by Mount Zhongnan, Li Zexuan heard the sound of fighting ahead of him. Thus, he concealed himself and sped forward. He saw over twenty masked men fighting with a dozen or so servants and guards. There was also a pink draped carriage in the middle of the field. The battle was almost one-sided. In the blink of an eye, a few more servants and guards had died.
"Could it be that some family's young miss ran into bandits when she went out?"
Li Zexuan was too lazy to think more. He used the Cloud Piercing Steps, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and stabbed at a burly man who seemed to be the leader of the bandits.
In the blink of an eye, the sword was like thunder, and it reached the back of the bandit's neck. The bandit leader was also a master. Feeling a strong wind coming from behind him, he was alarmed and hurriedly dodged to the side. However, a bloody mark was still left on his neck.
The bandit leader steadied himself and looked at the attacker. It turned out to be a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. He immediately shouted angrily, "Where did this little boy come from? How dare you meddle in my Blood Wind Stockade's business! Second Brother, Third Brother, go and chop this little bastard up! "
In an instant, two bandits on the battlefield turned to attack Li Zexuan. However, Li Zexuan had been trained by Spiritual Void Spiritual Void for eight years and had learned the authentic Taoist mental cultivation method "Taixuan Sutra". How could these bandits compare to him?
In a short while, the twenty or so bandits were knocked down one by one. However, he did not take their lives, only seriously injuring them.
Li Zexuan was slightly satisfied that he had achieved his goal of being chivalrous. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a pleasant female voice behind him, "Young hero, be careful!"
It turned out that during the fight, she had felt the sudden change in the battlefield outside and that someone had come to rescue her. The girl in the carriage had lifted the curtain and secretly watched from the side.
At this moment, seeing that the battle situation had been settled, she was about to get off the carriage to thank this young hero when she caught a glimpse of the heavily injured bandit leader on the ground suddenly exploding and launching a palm strike at Li Zexuan's back. The girl was so frightened that her beautiful face turned pale and she hurriedly warned him.
Li Zexuan was in no hurry to dodge and was sent flying to the side of the mountain path by the bandit's palm. However, the side of the mountain path was a very steep hill, about a hundred meters high. Li Zexuan had just entered Jianghu and was sent flying off the cliff. When he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, he was taken advantage of by a transmigrator.
Li Zexuan painfully rubbed his head. He thought of his parents and girlfriend in his previous life. He really did not expect that after drinking some wine, he would be separated from them for a thousand years. He could no longer go back. He could not help but feel sad.
"Heh, but this body is also quite unlucky. It originally had the life of a main character. Who would have thought that after practicing martial arts, it would die as soon as it entered Jianghu. It's because it doesn't have enough Jianghu experience. This hero saving a damsel in distress ended with his own death. He didn't even see what the beauty looked like. Tsk tsk, don't you think it's a pity? "
Alright, regarding the previous owner of this body, Li Zexuan felt that this child had experienced enough twists and turns. He also had the aura of a main character. Originally, he had just mastered his martial arts and might have been famous in Jianghu very soon. However, he still lacked experience.
Thinking of this, Li Zexuan found some comfort in his heart. In any case, he had been reborn. This brother had lost his life in order to be a hero and save a damsel in distress. He was much more miserable than he was.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house. After a while, an old man with white hair and a white beard and wearing a Taoist robe appeared in front of Li Zexuan.
"Hey, little Langjun, you're finally awake. Don't move first. Your injuries haven't healed yet. Let this poor Taoist take your pulse first."
At first glance, Li Zexuan could not help but feel a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart when he saw this sage-like Taoist. Perhaps it was because the master of this body was a Taoist, but Li Zexuan also felt a sense of familiarity with Taoism.
At this time, the old Taoist finished taking Li Zexuan's pulse and said to Li Zexuan, "Little Langjun, since you've woken up, you're fine. However, your injuries were quite serious. When this poor Taoist found you, there were many fractures on your body. You still need to rest for a month to fully recover."
Li Zexuan hurriedly propped himself up and cupped his fists at the Daoist priest. "Junior Li Zexuan thanks Daoist priest for saving my life. May I ask for Daoist priest's name and where is this place?"
"This is Zhongnan Mountain. This is the thatched cottage where this poor Taoist temporarily stayed when he was picking herbs. Five days ago, this poor Taoist found you at the foot of the mountain. At that time, you were seriously injured and unconscious. This poor Taoist saw that you were still breathing and brought you back to the thatched cottage. Little Langjun, did you encounter some bandits? How could you be so seriously injured? "
The Taoist priest leisurely went to the wooden basin in front of the door and washed his hands. He turned around and said, "This poor Taoist is Sun Simiao. Little Langjun, where do you live? Why did you come to this deep forest alone?"
"Sun Simiao? The King of Medicine Sun Simiao who has lived for fourteen emperors, saved countless people, and lived for 141 years? Damn, I've just crossed over and met such a powerful person. I'm so lucky. Do I also have a protagonist's halo? "Li Zexuan was extremely shocked.
After being stunned for a while, he respectfully clasped his hands to Sun Simiao and said, "So it's Doctor Sun. I've been saving lives and healing the wounded for a long time. Countless people have admired you for a long time. Thank you for saving my life. If you have any orders in the future, I dare not refuse."
Then, he told Sun Simiao about how he was weak when he was young and how he followed his master to Mount Longhu to learn martial arts to strengthen his body. When he returned home, he encountered bandits and accidentally fell off a cliff.
Hearing this, Sun Simiao did not expect this little Langjun to have such a chivalrous heart after experiencing so many twists and turns. He looked at Li Zexuan with some admiration.
"Little Langjun, I didn't expect your life to be so rough. When I felt your pulse before, I felt that you seemed to be congenitally deficient. Fortunately, your Internal Strength is quite good. Little Langjun, you should rest here for a few days. There is still some rice in this house. I was summoned by His Majesty yesterday and will go to Chang 'an today. Little Langjun, you can leave on your own after you've recovered. "
"Don't worry, Taoist priest. I've mostly recovered and can take care of myself. In the future, Zexuan will definitely repay you for saving my life. "
"Haha, it's nothing. Little Langjun, you don't have to worry about me. I'll go first." Sun Simiao laughed heartily and turned to carry the medicine basket out of the door.
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