Zuo Mo's heart suddenly started to beat furiously. The blood seemed to rush to his brain. He felt that he was trembling, his entire body uncontrollably trembling. He heard his own voice trembling as he answered, "Yes."
"This disciple understands!" Wei Sheng's expression was solemn.
Just like usual, Pu Yao sat on the gravestone shrouded in black clouds. Seeing Zuo Mo, the corner of his mouth rose.
Zuo Mo didn't know where the courage came from. He tightly stared at Shi Feng Rong, his eyes filled with terror and hope: "This disciple doesn't have any of the previous memories. I have no idea what my surname is or who my parents are. Every time I think about it, my heart feels like it's dying. I beg Martial Aunt for guidance! "
Wei Sheng followed closely behind the sect leader and Xin Yan Shishu as they walked along the back mountain. The two elders had solemn expressions as they silently walked at the front. Wei Sheng carefully followed behind. This is the forbidden area of the sect. Master and Xin Yan Shishu have used the spell to open it no less than twenty times along the way. From this, it can be seen how strict the security is. He had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage, so his willpower was more than ten times stronger than before. However, the pressure emitted by these restrictions still made him feel suffocated.
A sharp pain assaulted him, and he immediately fainted!
Zuo Mo was silent.
Pei Yuan Ran and Xin Yan exchanged a look and simultaneously nodded. The two of them channeled ling energy at the same time, casting a spell.
The runes flowed, and the formation changed.
He relaxed his fingers and stepped into the sea of consciousness where flames danced wildly.
Nervousness appeared on Pei Yuan Ran and Xin Yan's faces. Sect Leader Pei Yuan Ran's expression was solemn as he said: "This sword cave was set up by the sect's founder. It was used for the disciples of the sect to train their sword essence. Only disciples below jindan can enter." His face suddenly became slightly ashamed. "Ancestral Master's power is great. The opening of this sword cave requires two jindan xiuzhe to act at the same time. Our sect has been in decline for a long time. In our last generation, there was only one jindan. The Sword Cave was never opened again. Your Uncle-Master, I, and the rest of them practiced sword intent on our own during the Demon Hunt. When we reached the Golden Core stage, we couldn't go in again. We don't know what's in this sword cave, so you have to figure it out yourself. "
The cave suddenly became dark and deep, like the void. Wei Sheng, who was already prepared, dived in without hesitation!
Shi Feng Rong stopped and looked at him unhappily.
Choice was always a problem that only the strong would face.
The doubts that had been troubling him for a long time were finally solved at this time, but even more doubts were placed in front of him.
There are many ways, but the most important is the method. The most important is to cultivate, but the most important is the method. Xiuzhe, absorbing the ling power of heaven and earth for their own use, cultivating ling power. Demons, on the other hand, paid particular attention to the primordial spirit moving the heavens, and mainly cultivated the divine sense. "Mo" Mo. Most of those people are so stupid that they can't do anything about it. They can only cultivate themselves and treat themselves as treasures. "
Even the strongest Xin Yan was shocked by Wei Sheng's improvement. Besides feeling delighted, they couldn't help but be slightly worried. If such an unpolished jade isn't fostered well, then wouldn't they be letting down their Founding Ancestors?
"Sun". "He". said, they, "Ran." They, they "They.
They thought. they, and they. they. they, they, they, they, they. They., I Sect Sheng..., they, and, they, they, they, they, they. and, they, they. Li, they, they, they, they, they, and they of, they, they of, but, they., But., they.., but...... But in their generation, they did not have the complete [Void Sword Scripture]. Like Xin Yan's [Ice Dragon Sword Art], it was created by a senior martial uncle and was not the strongest sword art in the sect.
Zuo Mo was stunned at his spot!
Pu Yao's blade-thin lips moved up again. He laughed lightly and said, "Ha, what is simpler than a sword scripture? After being struck a few thousand times, you'll learn it! "
So that was that dream …
"Really?" Zuo Mo was slightly suspicious. Pu Yao's expression gave him a bad feeling.
In their minds, Wei Sheng had become the undisputed leader of the disciples.
"Please help me, Martial Aunt!"
Fourth Martial Aunt's words were still echoing in his ears. Fourth Martial Aunt said that the person with the highest level of cultivation was probably a hair that was thicker than his thigh. Even if he wanted to provoke him, he probably couldn't.
Shi Feng Rong moved lightly and walked in front of him. She carefully examined him for a moment, but her brows suddenly wrinkled. "You are the child that Sect Head Shixiong picked up?"
It turned out that his memory had been erased by someone, and his face had been changed by someone else …
Who did it … …
Two jindan xiuzhe attacking at the same time, the presence was extremely shocking! Above their heads, the clouds gathered from all directions. In the blink of an eye, the little mountain valley was covered in black clouds, as though it was night. On the outer walls of the cave, countless characters gradually lit up. The light flowed. The jinzhi in the surroundings also lit up. Countless formations floated in the air, as though they were resonating with the characters that came out of the mountain.
What was fortunate was that Pu Yao was willing to help him. No matter what reason Pu Yao had, he accepted it.
"Instant success?" Zuo Mo's eyes lit up, his body slightly leaning forward.
Shi Feng Rong looked at Zuo Mo for a beat and shook her head. "For you, it's better not to know."
"You'll know if you try." Pu Yao shrugged. "There's no free lunch in the world. To get power, how can you not pay?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha!"
Pei Yuan Ran and Xin Yan's expressions were stern. The two shouted in unison, "Open!"
"Not bad." Xin Yan was a man of few words.
Pei Yuan Ran looked at his disciple, concern in his eyes. "Every ten days, we will prepare enough ling food for you. Now that your Fourth Shigu has returned, you don't have to worry about the dan. But the sword cave is dangerous. You have to remember your own safety. Originally, you had just entered zhuji and your cultivation was low and not suited to enter the sword cave. But your talent on the sword is so good that we have never seen it before. In order to not delay you, we discussed and made an exception to let you enter the sword cave. If you encounter any danger, you have to leave the cave at any time! "
"Oh." Shi Feng Rong nodded. She didn't plan on saying anything else and turned to leave.
Zuo Mo almost instinctively shouted: "Shigu!"
"You don't remember what happened before?"
All of a sudden, everything in the past two years, the sunlight, the spirit grains … Like a dream, it was forcefully crushed by an invisible hand!
A wanton and insane laughter echoed in the sea of consciousness.
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"Changed … …" Zuo Mo muttered to himself.
Wei Sheng listened carefully, his expression calm.
Pu Yao's eyes narrowed even more, his voice full of enticement. "That's right, very quick success! Within one month, you will definitely break through to the third level of [Art of Aged Gold]. "
When he gradually recovered, the sky had darkened. Fourth Shigu had left long ago.
Why … …
At the last reminder, Pei Yuan Ran couldn't help but raise his voice. The disciple in front of him with an honest and steady face had astounding talent that surpassed all of their expectations. He seemed to be a natural sword xiu. Other than his cultivation needing to advance steadily, any sword scripture that came to his hands, he could quickly familiarize himself with it.
In the sea of fire, Zuo Mo sat not far from Pu Yao, listening carefully.
"As to your previous memories, it should have been erased by someone. I don't know who has such deep hatred for you." Finishing, he looked meaningfully at Zuo Mo: "No matter if it's changing your appearance or erasing your memories, it all requires extreme cultivation. You should obediently take care of the ling fields for me."
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Only now did Pei Yuan Ran and Xin Yan release a breath. The two slowly slowed down the spell, dispersing the ling energy on their hands. The characters on the mountain and the formations in the surroundings gradually dissipated. The thick cloud layer above their heads also dispersed. The sunlight once again landed on the mountain valley.
Feeling the shock that came from the depths of his bones, Wei Sheng's calm gaze seemed to be ignited, excited and yearning.
He felt his blood slowly heating up. He was full of anticipation towards the sword cave that he was about to reach!
Who am I … …
Before his voice landed, a snowy white overwhelming sword essence came down from the sky, easily cutting Zuo Mo's consciousness in half.
Why was it like this … …
Even more, Luo Li's talent was outstanding, but his personality was arrogant. Compared to the honest and resolute Wei Sheng, he paled in comparison.
Zuo Mo raised his head. His eyes seemed to be dyed with blood, crimson red. He had originally thought that he would be angry, would roar, but he didn't. His heart was cold, so cold as though he was a third person, coldly watching from the side.
His heart was like an ice lake. Under the thick layer of ice, it was possible to see the turbulent undercurrents.
Zuo Mo raised his head.
Zuo Mo seemed to have used all the energy in his body.
Zuo Mo stilled and nodded: "Yes."
Before, they had high hopes for Luo Li, but he had only mastered the Empty Sword. Who could have thought that the sword servant of Luo Li would have even more outstanding talent than Luo Li?
Zuo Mo didn't understand.
After walking for four hours, the three of them finally stopped in front of a cave.
Changing appearance … … erasing memories … …
A heart-wrenching pain. Zuo Mo felt his body was being cut in half.
He lowered his head, his hands unconsciously clenching. His bones cracked, his knuckles white. A body as thin as a bamboo pole, in the night, was like withered grass swaying in the wind, small and weak. The temperature of Cold Mist Valley at night was extremely low, the moisture heavy. Threads of coldness seeped into Zuo Mo's body, and into his heart.
Zuo Mo was muddle-headed, his eyes a patch of dead ash.
Gone.
"Oh, this is a bit nonsensical. Alright, let's talk about something practical. Your path wasn't wrong. Using a sword scripture to manipulate the aged gold energy. However, it's a pity that you aren't your shixiong. Based on your speed, it would probably take at least two or three years. " Pu Yao suddenly smiled devilishly, revealing half of his scarlet tongue: "But I have a quick method. Do you want to try?"
The only person he could ask for help was Pu Yao. He still didn't know what Pu Yao really wanted, but did he have a choice?
To find the answer, to find the person who had done this to him, he needed power, he urgently needed power! Pu Yao was right. If he wanted power, he needed to pay a price. He was just a little xiuzhe that hadn't even entered zhuji. What could he rely on to find the answer?
So there was such a strong place in the sect!
"Alright." He stood up.
The ruckus in his head instantly quieted down.
Shi Feng Rong slightly furrowed her brows and said faintly: "Since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you. If I didn't see wrong, you might have had a face changing technique used on you. Someone changed your appearance. "
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