He once had four apprentices.

All four have their own strengths, and they are amazingly talented.

Anyone who picks up any one will be a master-level master in the future. If there is a chance, they may be able to break through the limit and soar instantly.

Looking at it now, they didn't seem to be oblivious to the crowd, proving that they were not mistaken that day.

pity-

Thinking of the past, Chang Ming felt that his ears started buzzing, like hundreds of thousands of mosquitoes swarming into his head, chaotic and chaotic, and the clamoring disturbed all the energy, blood and spirit in his head to make him happier.

At the same time, all the hot blood poured from the limbs, bones, fingertips, and feet to the heart, which made him feel dizzy and almost vomited blood.

"Fellow Daoist? Brother Changming?"

Seeing that his expression was not quite right, He Xiyun quickly stopped talking and stepped forward to check.

The other party frowned, his face was cold and pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he was enduring great pain.

He Xiyun subconsciously grasped Chang Ming's wrist, wanting to adjust his internal energy, but when her own spiritual power poured into it, she couldn't help being surprised.

If there is a vortex in Changming's body, once her spiritual power enters it, it will sink like mud and rocks into the sea, leaving nothing behind.

He Xiyun subconsciously wanted to evacuate, but found that although the other party had no spiritual power at all, there was an inexplicable force that held her spiritual power tightly, making her unable to withdraw even if she wanted to.

Chang Ming's other hand suddenly grabbed He Xiyun and pushed her away.

The latter fell back and sat on the ground.

"There's no need to waste spiritual power..." Chang Ming said hoarsely, his voice was a little trembling, as if the pain in his body was still tormented.

He Xiyun was panting violently, still in shock, and didn't know how to help the other party, so she was at a loss for a while.

"It will be fine later." Chang Ming supported his head, and slowly, word by word.

He Xiyun nodded, but did not dare to make a sound, even forgot to get up, and just sat on the ground.

Time passed little by little, and seeing that he seemed to be getting better, He Xiyun asked.

"You are hurt?"

Changming hummed: "The old injury has not recovered until now, and it will flare up from time to time. It's okay."

He Xiyun said cautiously: "Did you also enter Huangquan for the sake of experience?"

Chang Ming frowned, and it took a while to answer: "I don't remember."

He Xiyun thought that he was unwilling to speak, or that he had something to hide, but the thought and bewilderment on Chang Ming's face did not seem to be fake.

"I just remember that before I entered the underworld, the emperor of the Hong Dynasty was named Hong Can, who had just been on the throne for twenty years."

He Xiyun was surprised: "That was the penultimate emperor of the Xinghong Dynasty. He died after reigning for twenty-five years, and the last emperor was overthrown after three years in power. Divide the world, so to speak, you have been in the underworld for at least fifty years, Fellow Daoist!"

The more she talked, the more surprised she became.

"As far as I know, Huangquan is full of monsters and ghosts. No one can live in it for more than ten years. We went in with the intention of dying. How can you stay for fifty years?! You, what are you? How did you live, I just found out that your spiritual power is gone, do you only rely on the technique of controlling objects and transforming gods?"

He Xiyun was a little excited.

Because there are fatal dangers everywhere in the underworld, among the brothers who went in with her, there are many brothers with higher cultivation than her, but they also lost their lives and left no bones left. He Xiyun can live until now, not only because of her thoughts Delicate, alert and keen, but also requires a lot of luck.

After the excitement, she quickly calmed down.

Many practitioners have secrets that they don't want others to know. Knowing too much is not a good thing.

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask too many questions."

It's not that Chang Ming doesn't want to say, he really doesn't remember.

His memory is chaotic, the general outline is still there, but most of the time the details are chaotic, like a fragmented map, some places on the map are complete, and some places are pieced together, and there is no way to connect a piece complete picture.

Occasionally, fragments lost in corners can be found as the candles go out.

Pick it up, the map is just a little bit like this, slowly returning to the whole picture.

But time, I don't know how long it will take.

Chang Ming remembered that he was living in Huangquan to kill someone.

But why did he kill, did that person die, but he lost his memory.

He still remembered that he had a sword named Sifeijian.

Not Dao, not Buddha, not demon, not Confucianism.

The sword is that he extracted the first snow on the top of Kunlun, refined the mysterious crystal on the coast of the East China Sea, exhausted his painstaking efforts from all over the world, penetrated the spiritual consciousness, blended the stars and the moon, overcame thorns and thorns, broke through the mountains and seas, and helped him reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship and become a great master of a generation. .

But that sword...

Where did you go now?

Can't think deeply.

Thinking about it made my head hurt even more.

The temples throbbed, like rusty locks, completely locking Chang Ming's ability to think.

"I want to get my sword back," he said.

Recovering the Sifei Sword may be able to retrieve the lost part of the memory.

It's not even decided that it might help him recover his cultivation skills.

"Sword?" He Xiyun asked, "What kind of sword? I've seen quite a few swords, maybe I can help you."

Chang Ming: "The whole body is dark, slender and well-proportioned. At first glance, it looks unpretentious. If you can meet a suitable person and infuse it with spiritual power, the sword body will reveal golden lines."

He Xiyun was in trouble: "Sorry, I have never heard of it."

Chang Ming didn't have any hope at all, and shook his head when he heard the words, expressing that he didn't care.

He Xiyun: "This time, my senior brother and I went to the Underworld to practice. We went down the mountain secretly without telling the master. The same sect was damaged, and I was the only one who survived. I have to go back to the master's gate to report to the master to receive the punishment. If brother Dao doesn't remember his Where is the teacher's school, why not go back to Qingbei Mountain with me, my master knows that you have saved my life, and will definitely keep you as a guest, so you can stay on Qingbei Mountain for a long time, and then make a long-term plan when your body recovers."

Chang Ming pondered for a moment, but said: "I want to find my big apprentice."

He Xiyun was stunned for a moment: "What's your apprentice's name?"

Chang Ming: "It seems to be called, Yun Weisi."

He Xiyun was stunned for a while: "Could it be Yun Weisi, the master of Jiuchongyuan?"

Chang Ming: "I only remember that his name is Yun Weisi. As for whether it is the person you mentioned, I don't know."

He Xiyun: "Then where is he now?"

Chang Ming: "I don't know."

One question and three questions, amnesia lost openly.

Chang Ming: "Where is Jiuchongyuan?"

He Xiyun was speechless for a long while.

"I don't know the location of Jiuchongyuan. I only heard from the elders of the master's sect that if he wants to go, he must follow me back to the master's gate."

The two had a long talk overnight, and when they raised their eyes again, there were pale traces of stars and moon, and the east was white.

This place is located in the Gobi Desert, but it is not a desert. Plants and villages can be seen not far away. As the sky gradually brightens, the surrounding area also becomes hotter. He Xiyun suggested walking to the densely populated areas of the village, first to find some water to drink, and then find someone Ask for directions.

Chang Ming naturally had no objection.

…

Qingshui Village is an inconspicuous small village.

Today, it not only welcomed two uninvited guests, Chang Ming and He Xiyun, but also another group of noble people.

Disciples from Qixianmen.

Qingshui Village is located at the foot of Weiqing Mountain where the Qixian Gate is located. The land of the Qixian Gate has been cultivated for generations. Among the villagers, those with outstanding aptitude have the opportunity to enter the Qixian Gate and be selected as outer or even inner disciples. road.

When the villagers heard that people from the Qixian Sect came to select disciples, they didn't bother to ask and entertain He Xiyun and the others. They happily pushed out their smartest children, hoping that they would be favored by the nobles and get rid of the vulgar burden of mortals.

He Xiyun and Chang Ming watched coldly, but they both knew that the road to cultivation was not what these villagers imagined, and once they got started, they could sit back and relax.

In the vast world, there are many talented people. If there is no extraordinary will, the determination to endure the unbearable, and the determination to put life and death aside, it is difficult to survive the long years and thrilling challenges.

Even with these, you may not be able to have the last laugh. Luck and wisdom are also indispensable.

As for Qixianmen, it is not a famous school, at best it is—

He Xiyun sighed with emotion at this point, and couldn't help but gasp.

"It turns out that this is the territory of the Blood Sect! I said why the Qixian Sect sounds so familiar. There are seven vassal sects under the Sect of the Blood Sect, and the Qixian Sect is one of them!"

Chang Ming: "Seeing the lord of the Blood Sect, did you say it before, Zhou can?"

He Xiyun: "Not bad."

Changming: …

Didn't find the big apprentice, met the third apprentice first?

He Xiyun focused on the disciple of Qixian Sect, but didn't pay attention to his strange expression.

"This person is moody, cruel and bloodthirsty, don't mention his name on their territory, let's leave quickly, this place is not suitable for long stay!"

As soon as the words fell, a Qixian Sect disciple who was looking left and right stretched out his hand to stop them.

"You guys, come here!"

The author has something to say:

Thirty years have come, and there are so many villains in this seat, it is not worthy of this lord!

This meme is really a universal meme hahaha

ps, the force in this article is probably in the realm of high martial arts and near immortality. For the convenience of everyone's understanding, there will not be any classification of the alchemy stage and the Yuanying stage. The ending is he, just watch it with confidence.