Broken Jian Chen Huan 1

The rain poured down and the thunder cracked the sky. Lin Yue opened his eyes suddenly, and the biting cold penetrated into the bone marrow along the soaked clothes. Mixed with the severe pain from his forehead, he woke up for the most part in an instant. As far as the eye can see, there is an unfamiliar mountain forest, with towering ancient trees blocking the sky and the sun. The rain is crackling on the leaves. The mud under the feet is ankle deep, exuding the fishy smell of rotting leaves. "Where is this?" Lin Yue tried to stand up by holding on to the ground, but his arms were so weak that he had no strength. The memory fragments pouring into his mind surged like a tide, giving him a splitting headache. He was an ordinary graduate student in the history department in a modern city. In order to write his graduation thesis, when he was consulting an only copy of "Cangxuan Secret Record" in the ancient book library, the pages of the book suddenly glowed with a strange golden light, and a strong suction pulled him. When he opened his eyes again, he arrived in this barren mountain. The other part of the memory belongs to the original owner of this body - a young man also named Lin Yue. The young man was an outer disciple of the nearby Qinglan Sect. Due to his mediocre qualifications, he was bullied within the sect. Today, he was made difficult by several of his fellow disciples. During the pushing, he lost his footing and rolled down the hillside. He hit a rock and lost his breath. Lin Yue, who had traveled through time, happened to take over his body. "Time traveled? Or is it a fantasy martial arts world?" Lin Yue digested this absurd fact with mixed feelings in his heart. In his previous life, he had a wealth of historical knowledge, but no ability to restrain a chicken. Now he is in this world of cultivation where human life is like grass, with mediocre qualifications and no one to rely on. If he is not careful, he will be doomed.