Time is like an inverted funnel, even if you don't move, he won't stay because of who you are, time is changing, time and space are also changing, I don't know if I entered history, or I was originally a screenshot of history, the space I am in now, I have never heard of the history now, there is no iron lump in the sky and the earth, there are no high-rise buildings, there is no endless flow of cars, some human beings can go to the sky and the earth, pick the stars and take the moon, Qiankun, some are majestic cities as high as dozens of zhang, and some are horses and carriages that travel thousands of miles every day, and I can't tell whether the life in my mind is vain or everything that is now a fantasy......

My name is Chen, I don't know what my surname is, when my unscrupulous monk master asked me to have a surname, I listened to him say that it was the surname of the Buddha before he became a monk, I had no reason for a chill, when I thought about it for a long time and told the master that I want the surname Wu, the master stared at my scrutinizing eyes, and after a long time he sighed and turned away, he came back with a broken hand and let me put it in my bare left arm, how my left arm was lost I really don't know, because I don't even have the memory of before I was ten years old, but looking at the mottled and intertwined horror scars on my body, I deeply know that it is no accident that I can live until now

My name is Chen, I don't know what the specificity is, the master said that I was picked up by him in the valley of death, the master is a great monk, he said that the Buddha's surname was not released before the monk, so he asked me to follow the Buddha's surname Shi, but I feel that this surname is not good, I modified my own martial arts, when I told the master about this decision, the master stared at me for a long time without saying a word, sighed without saying a word and turned around and went out, half a month later, the wind and dust brought back a broken hand, let me connect it from the broken arm of the left arm, I looked at the left hand shining with golden luster in the light of the early sun and did not speak, I don't know how my left arm was lost, Because I don't have the memory of before the age of ten, but looking at the mottled scars on the body, I know that it is not accidental that I can survive, I have a habit of waving my body in the morning light every day when the sun rises, a punch out of the tiger and the tiger, a leg to open the stele cracked stone, fist like a hammer, arm like a stick, fingers like a gun, body like a shield, elbow like a thorn, in an instant the body around the body is driven by the strength of the limbs, this series of moves are all from the body memory, the changes brought by the terrifying physical quality are also extremely terrifying, a move is full of thousands of pounds of great power。

On the top of the mountain not far away, a monk stared at Wuchen's morning exercise, and the Taoist Bogu high-crowned Taoist robe with big sleeves fluttering and carrying a long sword temperament was free and easy to remove dust, which made people can't bear to admire a Taoist with a fairy wind and bones, and after a long time, he only heard the Taoist speak leisurely;

'Senior brother, are you sure that he is your ferryman, this son is by no means an ordinary person, although the wound of the soul has not recovered, but looking at his deeds, his dragon soaring and tiger leaping is compelling, plus suffering such a trauma and not dying shows that his heart is strong, are you sure you can lower him. ’

'Brother, I treat it as a family member, not as a weapon for me, even if it recover......s his mind? ’

But what if he is resurrected, or reincarnated, or awakened......? Once the dusty memory is awakened, is he still the same as he is now? ’

'Senior brother, my time is running out, I can't wait that long......

'Okay, junior brother, senior brother, I believe you, if something goes wrong...... He will surely die'

'Amitabha, senior brother thanked senior brother'

The young man who was performing martial arts on the top of the mountain on the other side was unaware that a cyan sigil flashed from his neck, and the young man who was immersed in the world of martial arts was still tirelessly playing some unknown boxing technique......

"Why not? This monk's identity is not simple, and he uses different moves every time he makes a move, so this person should be to hide his identity, so don't provoke him again, in this eventful season, so as not to cause trouble, do you hear?"

"Got it, Boss!"

"Fierce boxing skills, ancient inheritance, if it weren't for the fact that I was responsible for the life and death of so many people, I really wanted to fight with you!" The burly figure flashed with a strong fighting intent.

After a while, I saw a bald monk dragging a bloody corpse back, standing still in a private house, and performing a first-level standard Buddhist ritual towards that house very seriously, and then chanting some scriptures in his mouth, when the scriptures were finished, he threw the black-clothed figure into the house, and then returned to the inn with very firm steps.

When he entered the inn, step by step firmer, when he walked to the door of Yuan Hong's room, he became extremely light and light, a heavy palm slapped the door, the door latch was broken in response, Wu Chen stepped in, only to see Yuan Hong sleeping heavily on the bed, the sound of even breathing was slow, but Wu Chen was cold.

As if sensing Wu Chen's arrival, Yuan Hong slowly got up from the bed.

"Master, why are you here, thank you for saving your life!" Yuan Hong greeted Wu Chen with a happy face as if he hadn't seen Wu Chen's face.

Seeing that Wu Chen didn't answer with a cold face, Yuan Hong looked a little embarrassed, reached out and poured a cup of tea on the table, and handed it to Wu Chen.

The fist hit Yuan Hong's martial arts body, and with a bang, Yuan Hong was directly smashed into the wall by this punch, and then a large mouthful of blood was protruded, and the blood was even mixed with some internal organ fragments, which was really terrifying, and Yuan Hong, who spit out blood, was now paper.

"Master, what do you mean by this?

"Don't pretend to be confused for me!"

"What am I pretending to be confused about?"

"Yuan Hong, I can turn a blind eye to some things, but! Don't touch my bottom line! Do you know? Otherwise, I won't estimate your identity, not to mention, what else do you have?"

"Hehe... You and my uncle agreed..."Yuan Hong lay on his stomach on the ground, blood dripping out of his mouth, but Yuan Hong ignored it.

"Don't fucking make an agreement with me, master, I did you in a fit of anger, what else is the agreement?"

"Yo Yo Yo... Do you know what my uncle did to you? Can you clear it? Oh... I forgot, you can ask your master for help, but if I die, you won't be better off if the clan's life card is shattered!

"Hehe, do you think I can't feel their hands and feet?"

"And you're still...?"

"Yuan Hong, you're almost going to be useless because you're so badly injured, aren't you? Otherwise, it's impossible for you to even be able to stop my punch, am I right?"

"So what...?"

"Hehe, so what.... Hahaha... Your uncle must have been killed, right? ”

"Joke, my uncle is a powerhouse of the Six Imperial Realms, how can he be so easy to kill. ”

"But you know who their opponents are... Xue Zhenting, hateful to foreign races, does he do less to kill everything? Do you think your uncle can be spared?"

"Impossible... How could you...?"

"How could I be so clear, right? Am I really an idiot? I warn you Yuan Hong! Don't try to play any tricks in front of me, you invite your identity! You are just a servant from your uncle..."

"You..."

"What are you, you have to be clear about your identity, and don't play tricks with me there, otherwise I will kill you like killing a house slave, and there will be no psychological burden!"

"Haha..."

Wu Chen let Yuan Hong laugh wryly, turned around and returned to his room, he had already felt that Yuan Hong was untrue, sure enough, the concealment was not a little bit, he saw Yuan Hong at the first glance, this person was selfish, conceited, indifferent...

The first time I looked at his injuries, I could see that all the injuries on his body at that time were one-time injuries, and there were repeated wounds at all, so it can only show that he became a deserter in the first battle, therefore, Wu Chen did not hesitate to deceive him once, sure enough, looking at his reaction, it was really right...