Lu Sheng slowly woke up from his vague consciousness.

"Hmm.... This is... Where is it?" he looked around.

Previously, in the space-time vortex, he flew straight in the direction of the formation lock, and soon encountered the first world rift floating in this direction.

In the space-time vortex, most of the worlds are fixed and do not change much.

What changes is the vortex, and there are passages connecting different worlds within the vortex, but this passage will have different entrances and exits at all times, which are used to connect different worlds.

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

That's where the vortex of space-time comes in.

"It's just that I obviously entered that crack, why did I suddenly faint?" Lu Sheng hadn't fainted for too long, too long. Ever since his martial arts reached a certain strength, he had never encountered such a dangerous situation as losing consciousness.

Coming to his senses, he slowly straightened up and found himself in the bedroom of an ancient dwelling that looked quite historical.

He was covered with a thick gray-white quilt, and the surrounding walls had a skin falling off, revealing the mottled gray-black underneath.

Across the bed was the window, and there was a faint sound of cheering coming in from the window.

On the wall on the right hangs a set of blue-gray uniforms, which look like tights worn by certain organizations in ancient times. There was also a slender and slender silver-gray sword hanging from the side of the costume.

Lu Sheng saw clearly that a line of small characters was engraved on the scabbard: Yeshan Sword Sect. With the words he knew instinctively of the memory of this body.

"By the way, what about the other memories??!" He frowned, this was the first time, the first time he had come here, and he didn't have most of the fused memories of this body.

Lu Sheng lifted the quilt and got off the bed and stood up straight. He looked down at his torso at this time.

On the surface, it looks a little muscular, but it is still thin and thin, and there is not much subcutaneous fat, which makes it look very lean.

Lu Sheng recalled carefully, how he was in a coma before, he couldn't remember it at all.

It seems that he has just rushed into the crack of this world, and then he seems to have hit something hard headlong, and he is completely unconscious.

For an existence of his level, it is simply inconceivable to suddenly lose consciousness for some reason.

In addition, I can't even find my memory after descending, which is a bit troublesome.

Lu Sheng's soul circled around his body, and he quickly investigated the strength of the rules of this world.

"It's about one-third of the Heavenly Demon Realm.... So high!?" The previous pure martial arts world was only one-tenth of the rule strength of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

But the world can actually reach one-third! That's pretty tough.

Without memory fusion, Lu Sheng began to rummage around the room, and soon, he found the general information of this young body in a drawer.

An identity plate, a booklet full of various notes and experiences.

Seeing these two things, Lu Sheng suddenly felt a slight tremor in his body, and immediately a lot of intermittent pictures flashed in his mind.

This is the memory imprint of the body itself, memory is not only recorded by 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 sorted out and absorbed the remaining memory fragments, and only then did he roughly figure out his current situation.

His body was named Chen Ziluo, and he was an ordinary disciple in the Sword Sect named Yeshan.

There are not many disciples of this Yeshan Sword Sect, and the swordsmanship is light and changeable.

In today's martial arts, the Yeshan Sword Sect is a famous and decent family that ranks second in the ranks. In addition to Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, the Yeshan Sword School is located, among which the Seven Mountains Martial Arts Alliance is the most famous.

"Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, this world is a little familiar...."Lu Sheng took down the standard long sword from the wall, and gently pulled it out and looked at it, it was a very ordinary blade.

This body Chen Ziluo is considered the second batch of disciples in the Sword Sect, and he practices martial arts with the head of the sect, Du Fengzi, on weekdays.

Chen Ziluo joined this sword sect five years ago, and from the beginning to the present, he has learned a total of three sword techniques.

Qingluo swordsmanship, dream like yarn swordsmanship, and the lark flower feather sword that was only learned in the third door.

Among these three swordsmanship, the last one is the Lark Flower Feather Sword, which belongs to the real core swordsmanship in the Yeshan Sword School, and is a high-grade swordsmanship that only formal disciples are qualified to teach.

It's just that I don't know what the reason for this Chen Ziluo is, but he actually got this high-grade swordsmanship teaching, so he suddenly disappeared and was descended by Lu Sheng.

After sorting out the situation for a while, Lu Sheng put on the disciple uniform of the sect, put on the long sword on his back, and slowly walked out of the bedroom.

Outside was a small courtyard like a courtyard, with a well in the middle, and there were already two young men practicing their swords at the well.

The morning sun illuminates half of the courtyard in pale gold.

"I've seen Senior Brother Chen!" When the two young men saw Lu Sheng going out, they immediately put down their long swords and bowed.

"Yes. Lu Sheng didn't know who these two were, but that didn't prevent him from easily using the psychological guidance technique to get the information he needed from these two guys.

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

This place is extremely weird!

Not only Shaolin Wudang Emei, but also many sects are familiar to him, such as the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, Iron Sand Palm, Beggars and so on.

The whole environment is a bit like the situation in the rivers and lakes of Xiaoao, the imperial court is rotten, and the control over the martial arts rivers and lakes is extremely low.

In the martial arts, all rely on the four righteous factions to maintain order, and these four major sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, and the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance.

"Isn't the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance the Five Mountains Sword Sect?" a thought flashed through Lu Sheng's heart.

Another point is that there is no heaven and earth vitality here, heaven and earth energy.

It's the same as when I was in Huangquanxing.

There is no specific energy in the air except gas. Therefore, there is no other use for absorbing the natural essence of heaven and earth and other internal strengths here except for a little concentrating and calming the spirit.

In fact, most of the martial arts here are external martial arts that rely entirely on physical parameters such as speed and strength.

After thinking about this, Lu Sheng said goodbye to the two newcomers, hurriedly washed up, and slowly left the courtyard.

From the mouths of those two people, I learned that he, Chen Ziluo, was going to attend the small meeting of the various veins in the sect today.

Chen Ziluo studied under Du Fengzi and Zhao Han, a master in the door. In the door, it belongs to the Du Fengzi lineage, and the entire Yeshan Sword Sect has a total of four branches, and their teacher Du Fengzi is only one of them.

Every year, the four branches hold a meeting to test the strength of each disciple. At the same time, it also has the meaning of increasing the sense of competition and enhancing the motivation of the disciples to practice martial arts.

Du Fengzi is in the same vein, there are a total of four people, two of whom are still chasing and killing an evil master in the south, and they don't have time to come back, so this time Xiaobi is led by Du Fengzi's first apprentice, Ning Mei.

And Chen Ziluo, who is now Lu Sheng, ranks third among the four disciples, which is inconspicuous.

Although he is also a role among ordinary disciples, in the eyes of various veins, he is only a mediocre disciple who knows his name, but is inconspicuous.

Such a level as Chen Ziluo, placed in the rivers and lakes, is the background board behind those rookies and genius swordsmen, and the younger brothers and sisters of the followers.

Except for being used to show the toughness of rookie talents in group fights, there is no other purpose.

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

"A bowl?" Ning Mei is twenty-three or four years old, and her appearance is not beautiful, but the whole gives people a sense of calm and rationality.

Sitting in her seat, she pressed her right hand on the hilt of the sword on the table at any time, and slowly ate the buns with only her left hand.

"No, Senior Sister Shain. Lu Sheng shook his head and sat on the side of him, waiting for her to finish.

Ning Mei was born in a wealthy merchant family, and since she was a child, she was the only daughter because she was hit and had no children, so she was raised as a son at a very young age, so she also became very fond of dancing knives and guns, and then sent to the Yeshan Sword School to learn art at a very young age.

"You seem to have changed a little, is it a breakthrough in swordsmanship?" Ning Mei's eyes were a little vicious, and he could see the difference between Lu Sheng and the previous ones at a glance.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of temperament, there is a huge gap between Lu Sheng and Chen Ziluo before.

Chen Ziluo was originally honest and introverted, didn't like to talk, and was a little cringe when he met her.

But now Lu Sheng, sitting next to her is extremely natural, and there is no difference at all.

"It's okay, a little bit of understanding. Lu Sheng replied.

Ning Mei nodded, no longer spoke, just kept eating the meat bun, but Lu Sheng was thinking about Chen Ziluo's true karmic will.

As soon as he came here, he was faced with the dilemma of not being able to find Chen Ziluo's remnant soul. If you can't find the remnant soul, you don't know what cause and effect to complete in order to fuse the divine soul.

The two had breakfast, and Ning Mei, as the leader, took Lu Sheng with him and left the courtyard block where he lived, and soon a disciple dressed in gray and white came to lead the way.

Lu Sheng was also thinking about Chen Ziluo's cause and effect all the way, and what happened this time, he actually came down and fell into a coma.

It wasn't until the three of them walked to a tall manor with black tiles and white walls that 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 torso of his body were gathered together by him to form a part of the memory fragments of Noh.

"Congenital heart disease?" After Lu Sheng got the memory, he was also slightly puzzled. is not only a heart attack, but Chen Ziluo also has a strange state of mind of having no desires and no love.

"No cause and effect, no will?" He looked up the cause and effect of the original Chen Ziluo from the depths of the cells of this body.

That is, there is no will, the original Chen Ziluo, living in this world, is just practicing swords, eating, and sleeping step by step.

He responded to the expectations of his family and his teachers, but he never responded to his own needs. Life is boring and meaningless.

The moment Ning Mei slowly stepped into the manor, Lu Sheng raised his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight above his head.

"Life is no longer ordinary.... What?"

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

Lu Sheng even felt that even if he didn't finish it, he could absorb about fifty percent of his soul power.

"See Shizun!" At this time, Ning Mei in front of him had already clasped his fists and saluted a white-bearded and kind old man.

Lu Sheng came back to his senses and hurriedly followed to salute the old man.

"See Master. ”