Nan Ke dreamed, when Zhanbai slowly opened his eyes and looked at the hourglass on the desk, he was surprised to find that only half an hour had passed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a complicated expression, he stretched out his right hand, and pointed his two fingers together into a sword, and suddenly, a gray stream of smoke surrounded it, and the sound of sword roaring lingered.

"What just happened, a real dream?" Zhan Bai frowned slightly, he only remembered that in that gray dream, he practiced "Yue Zi Sword", "Sword Dancing Weapon Xing" and "Sword Theory", and then fell into a deep sleep until he woke up in reality, but just now, he suddenly realized that there was something more in his body.

"Sword Black Lotus?" Zhan Bai smiled bitterly, he had never seen or even heard of anything, he was able to call out the name in one mouth, it was a blooming lotus flower, the color was black and bright, and above the lotus root, there was a gray sword-shaped smoke suspended in the thread, like a flame, fainting from time to time, with his own breathing, a low and clear sword sound.

What is the origin of this sword black lotus, and how can this thing appear in his body? One question after another haunts his heart, Zhanbai can't even say whether this thing is auspicious or evil?

With a slight rub of his fingers, the sword-shaped smoke that lingered on it suddenly disappeared, and Zhanbai's gaze fell on the four secret books of swordsmanship in front of him.

These four secret books of swordsmanship are certainly treasures that countless swordsmen are haunted by, but if it is said that this sword black lotus was born because of this, Zhan Bai does not believe it, and at the same time, he thinks of the sword-wielding man who often appears in his dreams...... And the remnants.

As it turned out, many things didn't stand up to scrutiny, especially under Zhanbai's terrifying insight.

The past, starting from entering the Void Ten years ago, memories began to wash through my mind like a spring. Originally unrelated, there is an inexplicable connection.

Although the Void Land is dangerous, Zhanbai never believed that someone would be bored to kidnap millions of children and throw them here, there is definitely an unknown secret there, and the man in black who appeared later also verified this guess.

"Ten years of weakness and bones are withered, and once they become demons. The cold winter and the heat temper life and death, and the evil universe is vast and slashes the red sun. ”

This is a poem made by an old man in the land of the void, at the time, it sounded like a pride with sadness, and the artistic conception was also peculiar, but now Zhanbai has another understanding.

It can be said that the people who survived in the last remnant land no longer have a good person in the true sense, and if you look for a common characteristic among these people, it is that they are all full of evil spirit.

"Evil spirit, evil spirit?" Zhan Bai seemed to have caught something, "Yu has a terrible intuition that makes people envy and hate. The arrogant arrogance that would rather I bear the people of the world than let the people of the world bear me is domineering and arrogant, not only did not let him die prematurely, but urged him to become the top powerhouse. The awe-inspiring resentment that the crows unconsciously exude is also quite incomprehensible. Fox Moon, how can this sassy woman have the power of almost fox spirit charm? There is also the question that she ...... "didn't have time to study in depth before, but at this time, it seems so unbelievable, of course, it doesn't exclude itself."

"Insight, hmph, if, if I'm not mistaken, it's the potential that was unleashed after I stumbled into a cave in my second year in the Remnants."

Thinking about it this way, that crippled place, although dangerous, can give rise to the most suitable special abilities for each individual according to each person's chances.

These abilities don't seem to have much attack power, but more just support, but it is these supports that make all of them grow into the top characters in the Void Land.

Before Zhanbai could smile with a sense of achievement, his forehead wrinkled again.

If it is said that the remnant land is prompting his own insight, but what does this have to do with the sword black lotus in his body?

At least on the surface, it has nothing to do with it.

Excluding the Void Place, there is only one factor left.

Dream.

It's the same dream, and since five years ago, I've been haunted by my dreams from time to time.

And the sword black lotus was also born in a strange dream.

As if he had finally caught something, Zhan Bai stood up violently, grabbed a piece of white paper from the side of the desk, grabbed a brush from the pen stand, and wrote on it.

"A sword has been successful for eternity, and the despair is gloomy*, the six-veined spirit rhino is free, and Dugu is cold in the heights...... Sword Demon Soldier Solution...... Realm ......"

A bullshit poem, a name that looks like a practice, and a noun that I don't know anything at all, when these three are linked, Zhanbai's face suddenly turns pale.

The same dream, Zhan Bai almost can't remember, he has experienced it a few times, but around the way, the dream is still hazy and blurry, and what jumps on the paper is something that he can rarely remember clearly, others, maybe a woman, and a thousand-zhang stone sword.

But all this did not shackle Zhanbai's imagination at all, and the result, although it may not be true, Zhanbai has already believed a little, but this result makes him a little unacceptable.

If Zhanbai's memory had not been tampered with, ten years ago, when he had not entered the void, he should have been a little beggar living on the streets, and at that time, in addition to working hard every day to fill his stomach, his favorite thing to do was to secretly hide in a teahouse and listen to the wonderful story of the storyteller with relish.

Those stories are all bizarre, there are immortals who save the suffering, there are nightmares that slaughter all directions, there are beautiful fairies, and there are also heroes who save the princes, and in these stories, there are always some similar plots, such as the reincarnation of a certain demon king, and a certain immortal was beaten into the mortal dust because he violated the rules of heaven......

Back then, it sounded like a story with a lot of YY components, but after going through so many things, Zhanbai will never completely deny it again.

The mysterious and ruined place, the sudden appearance of a man in black like a devil, and this Hongwen Academy, which is like a paradise but has extraordinary means of entering the sainthood, which sounded unbelievable at the time, didn't it sound unbelievable at the time?

"Reincarnated and reborn, reincarnated and reborn, are you ......" Zhan Bai muttered, as if the strength of his whole body had been drained in an instant, and sat back on the chair in a dejected manner.

Could it be that it was not a dream, but a memory of his past life?

Zhanbai, who came to this result, did not have the slightest joy at the fact that a poor egg suddenly dug up endless treasures, but became depressed and miserable. Because in his opinion, this result is undoubtedly a denial of himself for nearly twenty years, as if his existence is just a ridiculous puppet.

No one likes to be a puppet and be manipulated like a puppet, and Zhan Bai is even more so, although the memories left to him in the past ten years are not good, but after all, this is truly his own.

In his hatred and sorrow, Zhan Bai didn't notice that the white paper he had just written had been crumpled by his hands, and even his desk was scratched by his fingernails.

……

The sky gradually darkened, stepping on the afterglow of the sunset, Liu Chengying walked slowly, did not wait to enter the courtyard, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he found Zhanbai sitting under a pear tree not far away.

His eyes were hollow, and his whole body exuded decadence.

"Have you finished reading those four books?" Liu Chengying walked up to Zhan Bai's side and leaned over and asked.

Zhanbai was unheard.

"Huh?" Liu Chengying's eyes sank, but he quickly controlled his emotions, although he didn't know what was going on, he didn't ask, turned around and prepared to leave.

"The road is chosen by yourself, and you walk by yourself, if you can't withstand even a small blow, then I can only say that you are really a waste."

In Liu Chengying's view, the reason why Zhanbai is like this is nothing more than because of the troubles of the four sword classics. After all, those four sword books, even if they are themselves, can't fully comprehend them. If Zhan Bai becomes self-defeating because of this blow, it will be too disappointing for himself.

"Could it be that this time it is not the person entrusted to you?" Liu Chengying also buried a shadow in his heart.

Liu Chengying left without looking back, for Zhanbai, he was able to leave that sentence, which was already benevolent and righteous, in other words, he didn't seem to have the obligation to save the lost youth.

As the saying goes, if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you will not bloom without intentionally planting willows and willows, no matter what Liu Chengying's misunderstanding is, but the last paragraph left behind is like an empowerment, watered on Zhanbai's decadent heart.

"The road is chosen by oneself and walked by oneself...... The road is your own...... ...... yourself" Zhan Bai muttered and kept repeating this sentence, at first it was just a mechanical repetition, and later, with the revival of his senses, his eyes became brighter and brighter, until finally, the decadence that permeated the whole body was swept away, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he had once again returned to the demeanor of a weak scholar in the past.

It's just a pity that Liu Chengying can't see all this with his own eyes.

"Buzz !!!"

In the depths of consciousness, the gray sword shadow above the heart of the Black Lotus Lotus emitted a sharp buzz like resonance, and the Black Lotus under the seat also echoed and quickly turned.