Way of the Devil

Lu Sheng slowly woke up from the vague consciousness.

"Hey, what is this place?" He looked around and looked around.

In the space-time vortex, he flew straight in the direction of the array lock, and soon encountered the first world crack floating in this direction.

In space-time eddies, most of the world's positions are fixed and there will not be much change.

The change is the eddy current. There are channels connecting different worlds in the vortex, but this channel will have different entrances and exits every moment to link different worlds.

The last import and export will never be the same next time.

This is the complication of time and space eddies.

"Just I obviously went into the crack, how suddenly fainted?" Lu Sheng has been too long for too long without a sense of fainting. Since his martial arts reached a certain level of strength, he has never encountered any dangerous situation of losing consciousness.

When he woke up, he slowly straightened up and found himself lying in a bedroom that looked quite historical and ancient.

The body was covered with thick gray quilts, and the surrounding walls were covered with wall skin, revealing a mottled gray-black color below.

Opposite the bed is the window, and there are faint screams coming in from the window.

On the right side of the wall is a set of blue-gray uniforms that look like a tight-fitting uniform worn by some organizations in ancient times. A slender and long silver-gray sword was hung on the side of the costume.

Lu Sheng’s vision was clearly seen, and a small line of characters was printed on the scabbard: Ye Shanjian. The words used in his understanding of the memory instinct of the body.

"Right, other memories??!" He frowned, this is the first time, he first came here, there is no such a fusion of most of the body.

Lu Sheng opened the quilt and stood straight down from the bed. I looked down at my torso at this time.

On the surface, it looks a little muscle, but it is still thin and weak, and there is not much subcutaneous fat. It seems very lean.

Lu Sheng carefully recalled how he was comatose before, and he couldn’t remember it at all.

It seems to be a crack that has just rushed into the world, and then it seems to have hit something hard, and it completely loses consciousness.

For his existence at this level, suddenly unexplained loss of consciousness, this is simply unbelievable.

In addition, even if you come down, you can't even find your memory. This is a little troublesome.

Lu Sheng’s soul turned around in the body and quickly examined the strength of the rules of the world.

"About one-third of the devil's world is so high!?" The pure martial arts world before it is just one-tenth of the rule strength of the demon world.

But the world can reach one-third! This is already very powerful.

Without memory fusion, Lu Sheng began to look around in the room. Soon, he found the general information about this young body in a drawer.

A nameplate, a sword book with a variety of notes.

Seeing these two things, suddenly Lu Sheng felt a tremor in the body, and immediately there were many intermittent pictures flashing in his mind.

This is the memory imprint of the body's own body. Memory is not just a record of the soul. The body also has a similar function, but it is not as powerful as the brain.

After about ten minutes, Lu Sheng probably tidy up the residual memory fragments before I can figure out what I am doing now.

His body name is Chen Ziluo, an ordinary disciple named Ye Shanjian.

There are not many disciples in this Yeshan Jianpai, and the swordsmanship is light and varied.

In today's martial arts, the Yeshan Swordsman is the famous decent of the second grade. In addition to Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, it is the most famous of the Qishan Wumeng in which the Yeshan Jianpai is located.

"Shaolin? Wudang? Emei? This world is familiar." Lu Sheng took the standard sword from the wall and gently pulled out the eye, very ordinary blade.

This body is Chen Ziluo, who is the second batch of disciples in the Jianpai. On weekdays, he follows the master of the head and Du Fengzi works together.

Chen Zilu entered the sword school five years ago. From the beginning to the present, he has learned three swords.

Light swordsmanship, dreams like the sword sword, and the third door to learn the skylark flower sword.

Among the three swords, the last one of the skylark swords, in the Yeshan Jianpai, belongs to the real core swordsmanship, and is the top swordsman who is qualified to be awarded by the official disciples.

I just don't know what the reason for this Chen Ziluo was. Only when I got the teaching of this sword, I suddenly disappeared and was led by Lu Sheng.

After finishing the situation for a while, Lu Sheng put on the disciple's suit and carried a long sword and walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Outside is a small courtyard like a courtyard. There is a well in the middle of the yard. There are already two young people in the well.

The sun illuminates half of the courtyard to pale gold.

"I have seen Master Chen!" The two young people saw Lu Sheng go out and suddenly put down the sword and bowed.

"Well." Lu Sheng didn't know who the two were, but it didn't prevent him from using psychological guidance to get the information he needed from the two guys.

Standing at the door and talking to the two for a while, Lu Sheng probably understood the situation in the world.

This place is extremely strange!

Not only Shaolin Wudang Emei, but also many martial arts are his familiar names, such as the five tigers, the iron sand palm, the gang and so on.

The whole environment is a bit like the situation in the Swordsman River. The court is decadent and has little control over the Wulin River.

The martial arts rely on the four decents to maintain order. These four sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, and Qishan Wumeng.

"Seven mountains Wumeng is not the Wuyue Jianpai?" Lu Sheng's heart flashed a thought.

Another point is that there is no world of heaven and earth energy.

Same as when I was in Huangquanxing.

There is no specific energy in the air other than gas. So what does the internal strength of the natural essence of the heavens and the earth, in addition to a little calming effect, there is no other use.

Most of the martial arts here are actually relying on physical parameters such as speed and strength to support the external martial arts.

After trying to understand this, Lu Sheng bid farewell to the two newcomers, and after hurriedly washing, slowly left the courtyard.

It is known from the mouths of the two men that he is going to participate in the various sects of the martial art today.

Chen Zi Luo Shi from the door master Du Fengzi Zhao Han. In the door belongs to Du Fengzi, and the entire Yeshan Jianpai, there are four branches, their teacher Du Fengzi is only one of them.

Each of the four branches will hold a small comparison every year to test the strength of each disciple. At the same time, it also increases the sense of competition and enhances the martial arts motivation of the disciples.

Du Fengzi has a vein, a total of four people, two of whom are still chasing a wicked master in the south, and it is too late to come back, so this time Xiaobi was led by Du Fengzi's next door, Ning Mei led the team.

And Chen Ziluo, who is now Lu Sheng, ranks third among the four disciples and does not look at it.

Although he is a role in ordinary disciples, in all eyes, he is only a mediocre disciple who knows the name but is inconspicuous.

Such a level as Chen Ziluo, placed in the rivers and lakes, that is, those who are newcomers, the background board behind the genius swordsman, the younger sister of the class.

There is no other role besides being used to show the power of rookie geniuses in the group.

In addition to the courtyard, Lu Sheng was soon on the right side of the house, in a buns shop, found a sister who is eating meat and drinking soy milk.

"Come a bowl?" Ning's appearance at the age of twenty-three is not beautiful, but the overall gives a sense of calm and rationality.

Sitting in the seat, her right hand presses on the hilt of the desktop at any time, and only slowly eats the buns with her left hand.

"No, Xie Ning's sister." Lu Sheng shook his head and sat on the side of the seat, waiting for her to finish.

Ning Mei was born into a wealthy family. Since she was young, she only had one daughter, so she was raised as a son when she was very young. Therefore, she became very fond of a knife and a gun. After a very small time, she sent it to Ye Shanjian. .

"You seem to have made some changes, is there a breakthrough in the sword method?" Ning Mei's eyes are quite sinister, and at a glance, the difference between Lu Sheng and the previous one is seen.

Do not say anything else, just temperament, Lu Sheng and the previous Chen Ziluo is very different.

Chen Ziluo was honest and introverted. He didn't like to talk. She also cringed when she met her.

But now the road wins, sitting next to her is naturally incomparable, no difference and fear.

"Fortunately, a little bit of understanding." Lu Sheng returned.

Ningmei nodded and stopped talking. He just kept eating meat packs. Lu Sheng was considering Chen Ziluo’s true causal will.

When he came here, he was faced with the inability to find the soul of Chen Ziluo. If you can't find the remnant, you don't know what the cause and effect are to complete the soul.

The two had breakfast, and Ning Mei as the leader, with Lu Sheng, left the courtyard of the courtyard, and soon there was a gray-colored disciple to lead the way.

Lu Sheng all the way is also thinking about the cause and effect of Chen Ziluo, and what happened in the end, he actually came down to be conscious of coma.

Until the trio walked to a tall manor in a black and white wall, Lu Sheng finally found out the last physical memory of Chen Ziluo, who was deeply hidden. The neural memories scattered in the internal organs of the body are gathered together to form a part of the memory fragments that can be read.

"Congenital heart disease?" After Lu Sheng got the memory, there was some doubt. Not only heart disease, but Chen Ziluo also has a strange mood of no desire, no love, no love.

“No cause and effect? ​​No will?” From the depths of this body, he looked at the original cause and effect of Chen Ziluo.

That is what there is no intention. The original Chen Ziluo, living in this world, is just a step-by-step sword, eating and sleeping.

He responded to the expectations of his family. The respondents looked forward to the teacher's expectations but never responded to their needs. Life is boring and meaningless.

With the moment when Ningmei slowly entered the manor, Lu Sheng looked up and looked at the glaring sun.

"Do you live no longer ordinary?"

This is Chen Ziluo’s wish. A very weak obsession, a very light cause and effect.

Lu Sheng even feels that even if he is not finished, he can absorb about 50% of the soul.

"See Master!" At this time, Ning Mei had already held a fist to a white beard and an old man.

Lu Sheng returned to God and quickly followed the ceremony to the old man.

"See Master."