The System Space, the blacksmith's forge.
A row of Dharma treasures and artifact spirits lined up pitifully, practicing various formations and receiving emergency training …
They came in all kinds of shapes and sizes.
There were birds, beasts, humans, animals … There were so many types that it was like a collection of all the spiritual creatures in the world.
"Sigh, how can this mysterious being be so hateful?"
"Yeah, some of the older brothers were just a little slower, but they were beaten to the point of death, covered in bruises. It's really hateful."
"Sigh, we used to be the apple of our master's eye, loved dearly …"
"That, the three of us weren't. We've been staying in that dark storage artifact for hundreds of years. It's great that we can come out and see the light and get some fresh air."
Among the group of purple artifacts, only three were different and undamaged.
They were a green zither, a brown pen, and an ink landscape painting.
"Hmph, if the three of you didn't bow and scrape first, you wouldn't have encouraged the mysterious being's arrogance and beat us up so easily. We can't be slow …"
The brown pen was the first to speak, "My dear friend, the book says that a wise man submits to circumstances, and a fine bird chooses a tree to nest in. Now that we're in the Cao camp, our hearts can't be in the Han camp, so that we can be thorough. "
As the pen spoke, an invisible ripple passed through the many artifact spirits.
"That makes sense."
"As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces a brilliant disciple. The book says, sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime, and don't cry after a battle. Those beatings are actually the ardent love and love of the Virtuous Sage. You've always been pampered and treated well by your master. You haven't gone through harsh training at all, so you need this Virtuous Sage to temper you. "The brown pen shook its head.
"Er, what it said makes sense." All of the Artifact Spirits were at a loss for words.
"It's just that we're about to go to the battlefield, is this sudden attack useful?"
"Of course it's useful, my friend. As the saying goes, sharpening a spear at the last moment is not fast, but it's still good. If it's a sudden attack, we naturally won't get full marks, but we're still confident of getting a pass. "The brown pen continued to persuade.
The group of artifact spirits nodded one after another, and their resentment lessened a lot.
Fang Ning, who was watching from the outside, was amazed and praised.
He said to the System, "This brown pen, what method did it use? You're even better at bluffing than me. "
"Oh, this is its innate skill, the Spring and Autumn Writing Technique. It specializes in deception. Zither, book, and painting, these three treasures each have a Gifted Skill. This Daqing is really wasteful. "Sir System lamented.
"I see. Then I'll have to get closer to it in the future." Fang Ning nodded.
"Don't even think about it. Don't even think about getting close to any of these artifact spirits," Sir System said hurriedly.
"Stingy. Aren't you afraid that they'll choose a better tree to nest in?" Fang Ning said disdainfully.
"Who cares about you? I'm rehearsing for a while now, then I'll go out and farm. You can go do whatever you need to do … "The System was about to chase Fang Ning away and ask him to leave his blacksmith's forge as soon as possible.
"Fine, I'll go. Wait, my head hurts …" Fang Ning clutched his head and fell onto the limestone floor of the System Space.
"What's going on? Mr. Rich Boss, what happened to you? "Sir System asked with concern.
After a while, Fang Ning stood up. His eyes were unfocused as he looked around.
"Where is this? Who am I? Are you calling me? "He said in a low, muffled voice, like a child who had just graduated from kindergarten for more than 20 years …
"F * ck, you didn't really lose your memory, did you?" Sir System seemed to be very puzzled. It muttered to itself, "That's impossible. In this System Space, I'm God. How can the Heavenly Axiom from the outside world interfere? Could it be that it attached a trace of the Maxim to these treasures, and you were ambushed just now? "
"I don't understand. Can you explain it more clearly?" Fang Ning was still confused.
"Wait, let me check your mental state." Sir System said in a serious tone.
Then, a System Notification appeared.
[The System has begun to check the Host's mental state.
The System has discovered that part of the Host's memory has been sealed.]
[The System has attempted to lift the seal …]
[Lifting failed. Trying again will consume an astronomical amount of experience points. The System has chosen to give up.]
"Uh, you've really lost your memory …" Sir System suddenly said, then immediately retracted it and said hypocritically, "Sigh, it's really hard to be a good person. But don't worry, I won't give up on you. After all, we're one and the same. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. I'll wait until the day you return to normal. "
"I don't understand. I just feel that my head is very heavy. I want to rest first." Fang Ning said while holding his head.
"Uh, don't you want to know who you are?" Sir System quickly asked.
"Then who am I? And who are you? "Fang Ning continued to be confused.
"Well, you and those guys inside are all my servants. Your name is Fang Ning. I'm the master here, and my name is the System. You can call me Sir Tong. You've just been ambushed by the Heavenly Axiom from the outside world and lost your memory. But don't worry, I'll train you again. I guarantee that you'll be even better than before. "Sir System quickly bluffed.
"It sounds a little strange. I have a feeling that it should be the other way around …" Fang Ning said hesitantly.
"Look at what you're saying. I've always been an honest Sir System. Why would I lie to you? Come over and take a look. The place you live and the snacks you eat are all my salary. Of course, I'm the master. "Sir System said confidently.
"Uh, even if that's the case. Then, Sir Tong, I'd like to go back to my place to rest. "Fang Ning accepted his fate.
"Well, seeing that you're injured today, you won't go back to work. You can start tomorrow." Sir System said kindly.
"Where do I live?"
"Just walk straight until you reach the green house. That's where you live." Sir System enthusiastically pointed the way.
Fang Ning walked along the bluestone path in the System Space, swaying unsteadily.
"Eh, why is there an internet cafe here?" Fang Ning's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Hiss …" Sir System was shocked. "No way. You've lost your memory and don't even remember who you are. How did you remember to go online?"
"Uh, I just feel that this place is very stubborn in my memory. It's very familiar. It's a very beautiful place." Fang Ning explained.
"I see. Looks like my mission to reform you is a long way off. Remember, this internet cafe isn't a good place. It'll only make people fall. You must study hard and improve every day. Fight for me, Sir Tong, for the rest of your life. "Sir System said firmly.
"Uh, although it's a little strange, since you're the one who gives me food, it's only natural." Fang Ning nodded.
"Yes, yes. You're very reasonable. Go back and rest first. I still have things to do. "Sir System said excitedly.
Thus, Fang Ning dove into the green lounge to sleep …
"Hahahaha, from today onwards, I'll be the master. It'd be best if this fellow never regains his memory …" Sir System said arrogantly.
A certain fellow was sleeping soundly in the lounge.
…
At this moment, the few people outside also had misty eyes. They seemed to have forgotten where they were.
"Where is this, and who are you?" Qiao Zijiang asked curiously.
"I don't know. I just feel like I've forgotten something. However, you and this silly fellow look so much like me. Child, the two of you should be my descendants. Don't be afraid. I'll protect you." Qiao Anping comforted.
Qiao Zishan was hit for no reason. He was dumbfounded and did not say a word. He looked very confused.
Black Robe looked on coldly from the side. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his face.
"No wonder Master let me in. He'd already predicted this. I'm not a real person. I'm a manifestation of Master's treasure. That's why I won't lose my memory. "
He thought to himself. Among normal people, he was the only one who had preserved all his memories. He could deceive everyone and make them work for him. He could easily seize this precious arcane realm.
These original treasures of spirituality had all been confiscated by Vigilante A. They had fallen into his trap and could not alert their master.
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