World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo raised his head.

Shi Fengrong moved lightly, walked in front of him, looked at him carefully for a moment, but suddenly frowned: "Are you the child picked up by the senior brother in charge?"

Zuo Mo was taken aback, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Can't remember everything from before?"

Zuo Mo's heart suddenly jumped wildly, blood seemed to fill his brain all at once, he felt himself trembling, and his whole body was trembling slightly involuntarily. He heard his trembling answer: "Yes."

"Oh." Shi Fengrong nodded, she didn't intend to say anything, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Zuo Mo shouted almost subconsciously: "Auntie!"

Shi Fengrong stopped and looked at him with displeasure.

Zuo Mo got the courage he didn't know where he came from, and stared at Shi Fengrong closely, his eyes full of fear and hope: "I don't have any memories of my disciples before. I don't know the name of my disciples, who my parents are. Every time I think of it, I feel sad, and I beg my aunt for advice!"

Shi Fengrong looked at Zuo Mo for a while, then shook his head: "For you, it's better not to know."

"Auntie please help me!"

Zuo Mo almost exhausted all his strength.

Shi Fengrong frowned slightly, and said calmly: "Since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you. If I'm not mistaken, you may have been subjected to a face-altering technique, and someone changed your appearance."

"Reform..." Zuo Mo muttered to himself in a daze.

"As for your previous memory, it should have been erased by someone, and I don't know who has such a deep hatred with you." After speaking, he gave Zuo Mo a deep look: "Whether it's changing your appearance or erasing your consciousness, you need to be extremely cultivated. You should honestly take care of Lingtian for me."

Zuo Moru was exposed and killed, so he stood there dumbfounded!

When he gradually came back to his senses, the sky had darkened, and Fourth Senior Aunt had already left.

Zuo Mo was in a daze, his eyes were ashen.

Change appearance... Wipe away...

It turns out that my memory was erased by someone, and my face was re-edited by someone...

So that dream...

Why……

why is this...

He lowered his head, clenched his hands subconsciously, and his knuckles were pale amidst the crackling of bones. The body is as thin as a bamboo pole, in the night, like withered grass swaying in the wind, small and weak. At night, the temperature in Cold Mist Valley was extremely low, and the water vapor was heavy, and strands of chill penetrated into Zuo Mo's body and also into his heart.

The doubts that had been troubling him were finally revealed at this time, but more doubts lay before him.

who I am……

Who did it... The chaotic head suddenly quieted down.

Zuo Mo raised his head, his eyes were as red as blood. He thought he would be angry and growl, but he didn't. His heart was cold, as cold as a third party, watching from the sidelines.

The heart is like a frozen lake, under the thick layer of ice, one can vaguely see the turbulent undercurrent in the depths.

Fourth Senior Aunt's words were still echoing in his ears. Someone who could be called by Fourth Senior Aunt the ultimate cultivation would probably be thicker than his thigh even if he wanted to provoke him.

All of a sudden, everything in the past two years, the sunshine, the spiritual valley...like a dream, was crushed to pieces by a big invisible hand!

there is none left.

He relaxed his fingers, and stepped into the sea of ​​consciousness dancing wildly with flames.

Pu Yao was still sitting on the tombstone shrouded in black clouds as usual, the corners of her mouth curled up when she saw Zuo Mo.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Wanton and crazy laughter echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Wei Sheng closely followed the head of the sect and his uncle Xin Yan, walking on the back hill. The two elders looked dignified and walked in front without saying a word, while Wei Sheng also cautiously followed closely behind. This is a forbidden area, Master and Uncle Xin Yan have used no less than 20 opening formulas along the way, which shows how heavily guarded it is. He had just entered Foundation Establishment, and his tenacity was ten times stronger than before, but the coercion emanating from these restrictions still made him feel suffocated.

It turns out that there is such a powerful place in the sect!

He felt his blood warm up a little bit,

He is looking forward to the upcoming sword cave!

After walking for two hours, the three stopped before the entrance of a cave.

Both Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan had nervous expressions on their faces. The head of the sect, Pei Yuanran, said solemnly: "This sword cave was set up by the patriarch of our sect to sharpen the sword intent for the disciples. Only disciples below the Jindan stage can enter." He suddenly showed a bit of shame: "The patriarch's magic power is so strong, and the opening of this sword cave requires two Jindan stage practitioners to take action at the same time. The style of our sect is getting longer, and there is only one Jindan stage cultivator in our previous generation. This sword cave has never been opened again. I fumbled on my own while hunting monsters. When we reached the golden core stage, we couldn’t get in. We don’t know what’s in this sword cave, you need to fumble by yourself.”

Wei Sheng listened carefully with a calm expression.

Pei Yuanran glanced at his disciple, with concern in his eyes: "Every ten days, we will prepare enough spiritual food for you. Now that your fourth aunt is back, you don't need to worry about all kinds of pills. It's just that the sword cave is dangerous, and you must remember your own safety. You have just built your foundation and your cultivation level is still low, so you are not suitable to enter the sword cave. But your talent in swords is so good that we have never seen it before. In order not to delay you, we discussed it and made an exception to let you enter the sword cave. If you encounter any danger, you must always Get out!"

With the last exhortation, Pei Yuanran couldn't help raising his voice. The honest and steady disciple in front of him had an astonishing talent that exceeded all of their expectations. He seems to be a natural swordsman. Except for the steady progress of his cultivation, any sword formula can be mastered very quickly in his hands.

Even the strongest Xin Yan was shocked by Wei Sheng's progress. While they were overjoyed, they couldn't help worrying, if this kind of rough jade was not cultivated well, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the patriarchs?

They pondered for a long time, and finally decided to open the sword cave. In addition to the legend about the sword hole in the door, they also hope that Wei Sheng can practice the complete Wukong sword. Wukong Sword is the most powerful sword technique in our sect, and it is also the famous stunt of the ancestor Wukong real person. But in their generation, they no longer have the complete "Wu Kong Jian Jue". For example, Xin Yan's "Bingchi Sword Art" was created by a senior uncle, and it is not the strongest sword art in the sect.

Luo Li, who they had placed high hopes on before, only practiced the empty sword. Who would have thought that Luo Li's sword servant had a more outstanding talent than Luo Li?

What's more, although Luo Li's talent is outstanding, but his temperament is arrogant, compared with the honest and resolute Wei Sheng, he will be compared.

Now in their minds, Wei Sheng became the undisputed head of all disciples.

"Disciple understands!" Wei Sheng looked solemn.

Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan looked at each other, nodded together, and both of them used their spiritual energy at the same time to activate the formula.

The two golden core cultivators shot at the same time, and the momentum was extremely terrifying! The clouds above the head gathered from all directions, almost in the blink of an eye, the small valley was rolling with black clouds, like night. I saw countless characters on the outer wall of the cave gradually lit up, the light flowed, and the surrounding restrictions also lit up, and I saw countless rune arrays floating in the air, as if echoing the characters coming out of the mountain.

Feeling the shock and tremor bursting from the depths of his bone marrow, Wei Sheng's steady eyes seemed to be ignited, excited and yearning.

Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan looked serious, only to hear the two shout together: "Open!"

Characters flow, formations change.

The cave suddenly became dark and deep, like a void. Wei Sheng, who was already prepared, dived in without hesitation!

Until then, Pei Yuanran and Xin Yan breathed a sigh of relief. The two slowly slowed down the formula and dispersed the spiritual power in their hands. The characters on the mountain and the surrounding talisman formations gradually dissipated, and the thick clouds above the head also dissipated, and the sun fell into the valley again.

"Let's go, he still has to walk this way by himself." Pei Yuanran said with emotion.

"Not bad." Xin Yan cherished words like gold.

In the sea of ​​fire, Zuo Mo sat not far from Pu Yao, listening carefully.

"What is a demon? There are many ways to classify it, but the most important thing is the way of cultivation. Cultivators absorb the spiritual power of the heavens and the earth for their own use, and they cultivate spiritual power. Demons, on the other hand, pay attention to the primordial spirit and move the sky, and mainly cultivate spiritual consciousness. What about demons? Most of the group of guys who are so stupid and helpless have no choice but to cultivate themselves and use themselves as a magic weapon."

Zuo Mo seemed to understand but not understand.

"Well, these are rather nonsense. Well, let's do something practical. You're on the right track, using the sword art to use the Gengjin energy. However, it's a pity that you are not your senior brother. According to your speed, it will take at least two or three years." Pu Yao suddenly smiled strangely, showing half of her scarlet tongue: "But I have a quick way, do you want to try it?"

"Instant success?" Zuo Mo's eyes lit up, and his body leaned forward slightly.

Pu Yao's eyes narrowed even more, and her voice was full of temptation: "Yes, it's quite fast! Within a month, you will definitely break through the third level of "Gengjin Jue"."

"Really?" Zuo Mo was a little suspicious, Pu Yao's expression gave him some bad premonition.

"Try it and you'll know." Pu Yao shrugged his shoulders: "There is no free lunch in the world. If you want to gain strength, how can you not pay?"

Zuo Mo fell silent.

Want to find the answer, want to find the person who manipulated him, he needs power, he needs power urgently! Pu Yao is right, if you want to gain power, you need to pay a price. He is a little cultivator who has not even reached the foundation, how can he find the answer?

The only person he can turn to for help is Pu Yao. He still doesn't know what Pu Yao wants, but does he have a choice?

Choice is always a problem that only the strong will face.

But fortunately, Pu Yao is willing to help him. No matter what the reason was for Pu Yao, he recognized it.

"Okay." He stood up.

Pu Yao's lips, which were as thin as a knife's edge, swept upwards again, and said with a light smile: "Ha, what is simpler than sword art? After being hacked thousands of times, it will be fine!"

Before he finished speaking, a snow-white sword intent descended from the sky, easily cutting Zuo Mo's consciousness in half.

With a heart-piercing pain, Zuo Mo felt his body was cut in half.

The severe pain hit him, and he passed out straight away! My QT room is open! Fang Xiang's official QT room number [9177] click to enter