In the early morning, the cool wind blows on Jiupeng Mountain, the faint clouds and smoke swim away, the green leaves stained with morning dew are heavy, and the gentle wind blows through a colorful and beautiful in the air.

Li Mingheng finished his chores early, and when it was still early and no one arrived, he ran to a rare place in the mountains alone as usual, took out the Taoist scripture and continued to comprehend.

"Alas!" A sigh came from the quiet forest, Li Mingheng rubbed his eyebrows, looked up at the sky, seemed to be in a daze, and after a while he muttered to himself: "Tomorrow is the day of the competition, but I haven't even learned the simplest spell taught by Senior Brother Lei Zhao so far, and I don't have any powerful magic weapons around ......."

The broken clouds in the sky were layered on top of each other, and when the east was covered with fish white, it was still an endless gray, which looked a little gloomy.

He took back the scroll, pillowed his sullen hands behind his head, and lay on the wet bluestone, in a daze, he suddenly remembered something.

It's just that this incident, until now, the memory is still vague, what happened in Xiuzhuyuan that day? Why did he and Lin Ning both faint and fall to the ground, and then they didn't wake up?

Li Mingheng wanted to find an opportunity to ask Lin Ning about this matter, but when the two of them were separated, Lin Ning seemed to deliberately conceal the matter and prevaricate casually.

Although a few months had passed, he still remembered that when Lin Ning had a sudden opportunity to seek a breakthrough, an accident happened, and he really couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

When he woke up, he was inexplicably taken to the first gate of the Immortal Vein Zhuge Gate, and before he could figure out the ins and outs, he and Lin Ning were demoted and expelled from the inner courtyard.

There is something strange about this.

But he is not a scheming person, who brought him to Zhuge Shouzuo, and who was the first to discover them in Xiuzhu Garden, and finally did not hesitate to alarm Qingyuan Dao Chief!

He had no way of knowing all this.

Li Mingheng stretched out his hand and blocked it in front of him, and the faint light came through the gap between his five fingers, which was actually a little dazzling, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he squinted his eyes.

Sometimes, he felt that he was very lonely, and for more than ten years in Taiyi Sect, no matter how he recalled his life experience, he could only leave a blank void.

He lacked the memory of more than ten years, and even why he was so depressed at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, he didn't know that the fear of death enveloped him at that time.

Cold and desperate drowned out the only remaining will.

Blindly facing the unknown hideous, a person facing the unknown death, and now he survives, what is it for?

He couldn't remember too much, and perhaps even more, especially when the long, painful nightmare of each night was so real, and each time he almost got lost in that dream, unable to extricate himself.

In the midst of the nightmare, it seemed that someone was calling for him, waiting for him in that place of bones and purgatory.

At this time, he always couldn't suppress his inexplicable emotional excitement, the feeling of suffocation in his chest made him worse than dead, and that trace of fanatical impulse took root in his heart, and when he couldn't help it, he actually felt a sense of killing.

Just like that day Xiuzhuyuan, this inexplicable frenzy of killing almost made him lose his mind, and he was afraid that he would do something terrible unknowingly, especially to his beloved.

Li Mingheng slowly took out the black black iron hidden in his waist, this thing has been by his side since when, this thing is as black as ink, but it has a hidden luster, usually he will take it out and carefully wipe it a few times, this thing was still rusty and mottled at the beginning, after he often carefully wiped, it was already visible like black jade.

He stroked it twice, sat up, pulled up his sleeves and rubbed it carefully and repeatedly.

Soon after, the early sun rose lazily, and the golden sunlight shone on the iron, reflecting the sharpness of a sword, if it weren't for its several ugly notches, he would really think that it was some great magic weapon.

Xuantie is three feet, the only difference is that there are a few faint veins on its inky black iron body, and the blood is generally bright red, but it is covered by black, and it can't be seen if you don't look carefully.

However, this dark red vein made him think of the blood and meridians in the human body, and the thought of it suddenly shook his whole body, and even he felt disgusted.

These days, due to the busyness of things, he has gradually forgotten the strange news of the waterhole with Lin Ning, and occasionally woke up from a dream late at night, and woke up sweating profusely, but for some reason.

"It's not too early, it's time to go back." Li Mingheng got up and stretched, today he was rare to steal a little lazy, and on weekdays, he practiced the already small amount of aura in his body.

When he returned to the servant's house along the mountain path, he stopped at the gate.

"What are you doing? Stupid, isn't it?. At the gate, Nangong Wen Jian stood upright with his hands in his hands, and it seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time, but his face was angry, he was not angry, but for some reason, when he saw Li Mingheng's face, he was suddenly angry.

Behind Nangong Wen Jian were Nangong Lian, who had not been seen for many days, and Senior Brother Lei Zhao, and when the two saw him, they just smiled lightly and didn't say a word.

Li Mingheng didn't expect Nangong Wen Jian to visit suddenly, he was a little shocked, he nodded in a panic, and then made a big salute and said: "Welcome to the first seat, the disciple has lost his welcome, and I hope to forgive my sins." ”

"Humph!" Nangong Wen Jian snorted coldly and said, "What? Lin Ning didn't come with you? Is it possible that the old man should personally invite them one by one? ”

"I don't know what the first seat has to do, Lin Ning's chores are different from those of his disciples, and it seems that he is far away from the elixir garden." Li Mingheng lowered his head, surprised and scared, and a little puzzled.

Nangong Wen Jian was visiting at this moment, if it weren't for the competition for tomorrow, he really couldn't think of anything else that would alarm such a big man to come and ask?

Nangong Wen Jian waved his hand, "That's it, Lian'er asked someone to inform you of that Senior Brother Lin, and told him to hurry to the Qingfeng Vein Nanlong Peak, and said that I have something to look for him." ”

When Nangong Lian heard this, she smiled and said, "I know, father, I'll do it!" ”

"What is the matter with the first seat, can you tell the disciple?" Li Mingheng couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and finally mustered up the courage to ask in a low voice.

Nangong Wen Jian glanced at him twice, but this time he didn't shy away from it, just a little impatient, "What else can I do?" The basket that you two poked out, can the old man really sit idly by? You quickly follow me back to Qingfeng Vein, and don't ask anything else. ”

"Yes...... yes" Li Mingheng sighed secretly, just like this, his palms were already sweaty, although Nangong Wenjian's tone contained anger, he was also uneasy in his heart.

Two months have passed, and his cultivation outside has not grown at all, and he is useless at all, how can he deal with this competition between the elite disciples of the sect?

There was a little helplessness between his eyebrows......

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