The sky is blue, the white clouds look extraordinarily high, the trees are shady, the hills and mountains together with the babbling streams in the distance make up a peaceful and beautiful picture, and there seems to be curling smoke in the distance, rising into the vast blue sky.

The birds and insects chirping, the warm and somewhat humid air mixed with the smell of earth, like the rustic atmosphere floating before every heavy rain, familiar and intimate, can always evoke a trace of memories of the countryside.

The slow movement of the palms, the flicking of the fingers, the slight tremors seem to be hooking the invisible strings, again and again, from the unfamiliar to the familiar, and finally the grip, the arms naturally move to the sides of the body, touch the cold stone slab on the ground, the coolness is transmitted to the bottom of the heart, the heart beats a little, sluggish as twilight, but quickly regains its natural frequency, Stirring the blood in the body, from the heart to the top of the head, and then from the top of the head to the limbs, all the areas that flow through are thus reactivated.

Getting up, between movements, there was still a little slow, but no longer looked rusty, the young man's clothes were fluttering, when he walked to the window with a slow pace, pushed open the window, and saw the scenery outside, the corners of his mouth showed a smooth smile: "It's spring..."

The sunny weather makes people's mood happy, the hand stretches out of the window, the palm is up, as if receiving the sunlight from the sky, at this time it is almost noon, the sunlight that pierces the darkness no longer gathers into a bundle, as if the ubiquitous existence naturally cannot fall on the palm, but the warm feeling does not need to be obvious, it will make people happy.

"Shijie, you came out, how is it, have you reached the fourth floor?"

A voice came from the Yongdao, the courtyard is deep, the trees that cover the courtyard wall are like a forest, the Yongdao through the "forest" is paved with white pebbles, full of mountains and forests, the young people on the road themselves are calm and happy at the moment they see him, the expression of surprise and joy is vivid and vivid, people can see at a glance that the emotions are clear even if they converge a lot in an instant, but the pace of natural acceleration has also exposed more.

Maybe something else...

Li Shijie, the only surviving bloodline of the Li family, bears a deep blood feud, and has the burden of reviving the Li family... What makes your steps a little flustered, and what makes your eyes a little deeper.

A smile doesn't necessarily mean happiness, and happiness isn't necessarily the only emotion.

"Yes, it's the fourth layer, and I have to thank you, Brother Murong. The young man standing in front of the window showed a warm smile, less angry and high-spirited than before, but it was another moving gesture, and the rejuvenated brain quickly put forward the person's information, Murong Yao, who was regarded as a benefactor by Li Shijie, met in Pingshui, and was introduced as a confidant, trusting, and treating each other with all sincerity.

The person who bears the hatred should have hidden incognito, so as not to face the pursuit of the enemy early, but because of the existence of this person, he can naturally enjoy the same treatment as the family supply, and enjoy the heart of safe cultivation without distractions, can there really be friends who can do this?

Li Shijie believed, but Nanming didn't believe it.

"Congratulations, Shijie, your cultivation speed is really fast!" Murong Yao had already walked into the house, and it was obviously not the first time that he had opened the door.

Yes, this is the other party's courtyard, the other party is the owner of this courtyard, and he can enter any room he wants, even if this room has been given to the guests to live in.

"Thank you Brother Murong for taking me in, otherwise I wouldn't be able to concentrate on cultivation. Nan Ming said this, and the mood of the conversation was not high.

Murong Yao quickly discovered this, and was a little suspicious of the other party's attitude, but he didn't think much about it, just thinking that he was a little tired from breaking through just now, and quickly called someone to serve the food and water, and left first.

After sending Murong Yao away and feeling the pleasure of eating and drinking again, Nanming took a bath and changed his clothes, and re-experienced what it was like to have a body.

Yes, there is a body.

Until then, in the "layer" world, he had always considered himself an entity, and although it was strange that he didn't need to eat or drink, who had decreed that all life should eat and drink?

The creator god is not born by the same mother, and it is natural that the laws of each family are different, otherwise there would not be so many rich species, and so many strange energies exist.

He forcibly explained from this point of view, until he decided to replace Li Shijie and came into contact with the other party's body on the fourth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm, that he felt the difference, whether it was the materialization of the spirit body, or the materialization of the soul, in short, it was not a complete life form.

Then, after killing Li Shijie, he quickly grabbed the power from Li Shijie, found the source of the power, and traced... Like a drowning man desperately swimming upstream, he shook off the natives of the fourth layer, and he quickly rose towards the place where a little spiritual light was, this ascent was completely different from the usual feeling of floating into the air, and there was a suction force as a traction, allowing him to find an opportunity to reach the "outer layer".

As if a membrane had been broken, he did not reach the third layer or other levels, but came directly to the "outer layer", entered the physical body, and felt the heavy restraint.

But this heaviness finally gave him a down-to-earth feeling and a lot of peace of mind.

Although every time he crosses into a new world, he replaces a local life, but this kind of conscious active substitution, he did it for the first time, and he didn't even observe it sufficiently before, just with a momentary aura, and that inexplicable realization to do so, and the result is actually full of risks.

After settling down and recalling this process, Nan Ming felt that he was impulsive, and on the premise that there was no successful example, he did it rashly, and the final result was not what he wanted was a completely small probability event.

The good thing is that things are good now.

It's just that Li Shijie has too few memories left, according to Nanming's understanding, memory is stored in the soul, or spiritual power, in short, it will not be the body, or the body can have some habitual movements, but those are like conditioned reflexes, just long-term habits, and will not be turned into words, or a notepad, storing the memory of the original owner.

When he came into contact with Li Shijie's spiritual body, the messy memories were flooded, and Nanming habitually memorized some of them, and Shicai could be regarded as barely seated, just because Murong Yao was a relatively large proportion in Li Shijie's memory.

From the peak of the Condensing Divine Realm to the fourth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm, one big realm, four small levels, Li Shijie broke through in this small courtyard provided by Murong Yao, and in his memory, Murong Yao, who provided this stable environment, was no worse than the life-saving benefactor.

What's more, Murong Yao's speech is quite amiable, Li Shijie has long been accustomed to the existence of his father and brother, and soon treats the other party as a second brother.

Murong Yao, who is as important as the memory of hatred!

Nan Ming quickly put down the sorting out of Li Shijie's scattered memories, his enemy is the Fu family, Fu Xuemei is the top priority, love and hate are only in an instant, the person he loves killed his father and brother, love is hatred, more unforgettable than a kind of hatred.

This kind of profundity also affects Nan Ming to a large extent, or this kind of seizure itself is not a pleasant process, the original owner's love and hatred seem to have become his all at once, and that complex feeling can break a person's spirit in an instant.

Fortunately, Nan Ming's soul is still quite tenacious, and under the quality assurance, he can still distinguish the difference between subjectivity and spectatorship after a short period of confusion.

Now what Nan Ming needs to figure out immediately is not whether Murong Yao is really good or really bad, no matter what, the other party is still in front of a good brother, so he doesn't need to deal with it immediately, but this world, this world that is unfamiliar to Nan Ming, needs him to immediately know more rules and be able to respond to normal people.

Li Shijie's memories are all scattered fragments, which naturally will not involve more common sense, for example, now Nanming still doesn't understand whether this world is a martial arts or a fairy, and the fourth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm is from the perspective of a martial artist, or according to the level of an immortal cultivator.

He didn't know what this realm could do, and he didn't know what the level of this realm was in the outside world, so the first thing to figure out was the exercises he practiced compared to history, but unfortunately, things like exercises were not recorded in pamphlets many times.

Whether it was because of the lack of popularity of printing, or for the sake of secrecy, it was clear that the exercises would not appear in batches, and there would not be many copies, and he did not find anything like a pamphlet on himself, and it is certain that there was no such thing in the house, so... Word of mouth is simply the best interpretation of why martial arts are in decline.

Now, he doesn't know what Li Shijie's previous cultivation was like, and he doesn't know how his cultivation will proceed in the future, so... Or should he do his best to make up for this flaw, otherwise he doesn't even know what the original owner's special skill is, and he really won't show his flaws in front of Murong Yao, who may have ulterior motives? Maybe he already has doubts today, after all, even if he says little, but temperament is something that will not be changed suddenly because he breaks through a small level.

In addition to these troublesome things, Nan Ming finally received a good news, with the blessing of the physical body, his spiritual power can be cultivated again, since he learned the cultivation method of spiritual power, spiritual power has always been his golden finger in various worlds, I think this time will be no exception, a wider scanning range, more invisible detection means, and so on The cultivation of spiritual power is a little successful, he will no longer be at a loss in this world.

"I want to consolidate the realm, don't bother me for these two days. ”

Nan Ming calmly instructed his subordinates, he believed that someone would spread such words to Murong Yao's ears, so as to avoid his possible visit in the past two days.

The door closes again, and the windows close together, making the whole room like a closed cage, cutting off the view of outsiders.

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I still remember the first time I watched the crossing, waking up all kinds of "who are you", "where is this", "you are making a movie", "where is the camera" and other thunderous sayings are not strange at all, but very novel, and even after waking up, all kinds of beautiful maids have become the standard, whether it is female frequency or male frequency, it seems that a beautiful woman is indispensable when you cross over, it can be a maid, a sister and sister, a confidante, and then explain the plot to a large section without suspicion.

And then out of the need for setting, the protagonist first understands where history has gone across, or since when it began to be empty, hehe, since I have an IQ, I feel that the long history, is to read a brief history, how can you also need two books, the protagonist at a glance? Who is so good at telling history, can let him understand it in half a day? And whether he is from a poor background or not, he can quickly find expensive history books to understand history, this must be the author's golden finger.

Forgive me for complaining, I don't even care about the present, I just think about the long term, I'm used to the traverser always being so ambitious.

Thank you for the article you recommended before,**I read some.,I feel like the male owner is determined to be unbearable.,I don't know if that's an alternative development.,But it doesn't feel good.,It's like a hard match.,I don't understand.,Is there no male owner to affect the plot?

Alas, good writing is hard to come by, and good writing that suits the appetite is even harder...