Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

This is a question that Su Zhen has been thinking about for three whole years after crossing into this world.

So far, there is no solution.

Forget it if you don't have a gold finger, combined with many hard-pressed predecessors, maybe the time has not yet come.

But there is no one in this world! Not a single one!

That's outrageous.

Not only is there no one, but there are even very few animals, and in front of the sea and the sky, he is sitting on a black lonely boat in a quiet daze.

The ocean is boundless, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't see the edge.

Occasionally, I encounter some scattered islands, and there is no trace of people.

He suspected that he was dreaming, but it was useless to pinch his thighs into biceps.

It's hard.

And the most uncomfortable thing is that he has crossed over into a super handsome competition, but he can't stand any praise and jealousy, which is too miserable.

What a grudge!

Su Zhen continued to be in a daze, his eyes as bright as stars overlooking the sea, and his long hair was shawl.

He wore a self-woven pearl bracelet on his right wrist, a withered white three-foot bone sword tied around his waist, and the "strong" white robe on his body was grinning in the sea breeze.

Nobody, still nobody.

As it grew dark, he approached the shore and drank two sips of spring water, intending to rest.

The night here seems to have some kind of magic, inspiring people to sleep, like a nightmare.

Fortunately, the river water here has a miraculous effect of refreshing his mind, so that he will not indulge in it.

In the blink of an eye, three months later.

Su Zhen appeared on another sea, looking at the blue ocean in the distance, and there was still no trace of a human figure.

His heart became more and more desperate, and the exhaustion in his heart was as thick as a mountain.

The confusion again and again, and the frustration of no one communicating for three years, made the mind already on the verge of collapse.

Let him ...... now I really want to get a good night's sleep and don't think about anything.

After a while, Su Zhen finally lay down on the boat docking, slowly closed his eyes, and no longer refused the temptation of the night.

Thereafter......

The years go by.

Ten years, one hundred years, three thousand years.

Ten thousand years, millions of years, ten million years, until the turn of epochs......

The sky is old and the sea is vicissitudes!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Mountains and seas in the Southern Regions.

A melodious loud bell rings echoed in this endless green valley.

Among them, there are white cranes in shape, and there are tigers roaring.

The shadow of the fish at the bottom of the river is as big as a palace, and the divine light on the top of the mountain is dense into fog.

Between the clouds and mist, it is a fairyland on earth, ethereal and extraordinary, making people dizzy.

"Wow, is this the world-famous Sword Immortal Sect?"

"It's really better to see than to hear, it's too shocking."

"Being able to enter the Sword Immortal Sect in this life is a blessing from the tenth generation."

A group of neatly dressed teenagers and girls, driven by the deacon Niu of the sect, flew to Kaiyang Mountain in the distance.

There were eighty-one of them in a row, and they were all high-grade immortal seedlings selected by the Sword Immortal Sect from the seven counties of the Southern Regions this year.

Most of them have innocent and simple smiles on their faces, looking at the beautiful scenery around them, and they can't stop chatting.

Deacon Niu, who was standing at the head of the dragon, pointed to a towering thousand-zhang peak in the deep mountains with an imposing momentum, and said proudly:

"There, it is the holy land of my Sword Immortal Sect, and when you become a core disciple, you can go to the Supreme Sword Dao!"

The teenagers forgot and were dumbfounded.

What kind of majestic peak is that, it is clearly a majestic giant sword piercing the earth!

It is thousands of feet high, the whole body is gray and white like a rock carving, it is magnificent, and the momentum is extraordinary.

And at the hilt of the huge sword, it is suspended in the clouds like a hanging garden, and its upper floors and pavilions abound, like a fairy palace outside the sky!

"That's shocking, isn't it?"

"It's... Who built this Sword Peak? ”

Most of these immortal seedlings came from secular people, and He Cheng had seen such a shocking scene, and they were all amazed, and even their words became stammering.

"I... I know that it is rumored to be made by the first generation of the Sword Immortal Sect three thousand years ago, the Traceless Sword Immortal. ”

One of the white-haired young men in the golden tiger robe was the heir of the prince, so he knew something about it.

But I just heard about it, and now that I see it with my own eyes, I still gasp.

"Oh my God!"

"Isn't the ancestor of the Sword Immortal Sect a heavenly immortal god?"

"I heard my father say that the Traceless Sword Immortal once leveled the demons of the Seven Counties with a sword, domineering and peerless, and will be famous for eternity!"

"I've also heard that the Traceless Sword Immortal is quite mysterious, always coming and going without a trace, and outsiders rarely see its true face."

Looking at the amazed tones of the young men, Deacon Niu smiled slightly and was very satisfied.

His Sword Immortal Sect should be proud of this.

He Sword Immortal Sect monk deserves this glory.

At the same time, the sword grid of thousands of zhang.

This place is also called the Sword Pavilion, as the holy place of the Sword Immortal Sect, the disciples here are all the proud sons of the sky, and the dragons and phoenixes among the people.

Even so, they were extremely in awe of this place, just because this was not only the holy land of the sect, but also the cave of the first ancestors!

The honor that has not been given by the previous generations of teachers is really that the first generation of ancestors is too strong, and they are all ashamed of themselves.

At this moment, the third-generation head Wei Wuya was discussing with the two Supreme Elders on the top floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

He touched his long gray beard, and his thin cheeks, which were slightly high in the jawbone, were full of sorrow and said:

"The Six Demon Sects have been ...... for the past hundred years It became more and more arrogant. ”

"What the head of the sect said is extremely true, these six demon sects are not only bad, but also very fine, and they are backed by the Nine Shadows...... Killed several times, but let the stinky monkey slip away. ”

The one who opened his mouth was a bald and strong man with a bronze complexion, a green bronze giant sword nearly a foot wide behind his back, and a little remorse on his face that was not angry and arrogant.

"It takes a complete Zhou Tianxing Fighting Sword Formation," another woman in a black dress with a cold posture and ice muscles and jade bones pursed her red lips. She has a haughty temperament and a bewitching posture, and she is an ice fairy who is admired and worshiped both inside and outside the sect.

She frowned slightly, looked into the distance, and looked outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion: "It depends on this batch of immortal seedlings, whether they can all grow to the Jindan realm to cultivate." ”

That's when it happened.

The whole holy place shuddered.

The amplitude was not large, but it instantly alarmed almost all the sect monks.

"What's wrong?"

"The Holy Land just seemed to have shaken?" Many core disciples were surprised and looked around.

You must know that this is the holy land of the sect, the most strict place in the entire Sword Immortal Sect, not to mention any earthquake and landslide, even if you let the strong man of the god transform go all out, he will not move in the slightest!

At the same time when all the Tianjiao were in shock, Wei Wuya, the head of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and wearing a Qingxuan robe, raised his head sharply, breathing rapidly.

"It's ......"

"This is the breath of the Ancestor!"

Su Zhen woke up.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep, he just felt ...... I slept very comfortably.

Look around, how is it black and rumbling? Isn't it dawn yet?

Forget it, let's sleep a little longer.

Su Zhen muttered to himself, intending to continue to take a nap.

"Something seems wrong?"

He suddenly wondered, the night is often dark, but why is it silent?

He has been accustomed to hearing the sound of the sea breeze and waves in the past three years, why has it all disappeared all of a sudden?

Something is wrong, something is wrong!

His thoughts, which had just woken up, suddenly rejuvenated. In those three years, he was like a "wild man", how could he be cautious, and he couldn't be more cautious.

Otherwise, let the beasts of the island swallow it early.

At this moment, he turned over, and he started from the boat, touched it on his waist, and was glad that the bone sword was still there.

"Huh? This is? ”

He looked around, only to realize that he seemed to be in a crystal coffin??

"it!"

"What the hell is this!"

He was like a great enemy, and found that after he was fully awake, this originally dull crystal coffin gradually revived, overflowing with a faint silver-white brilliance, crystal clear.

The light shone on the dim surroundings before Su Jin could see clearly...... Is this an elegantly decorated cave?

Just when he was confused, outside the huge cave mansion, there were several menacing breaths, full of impatience, like a hungry tiger rushing in?

Su Zhen suddenly panicked, and his teeth clicked straight into a fight, what kind of situation is this!! ∑(°Д°ノ)ノ

Just waking up is a dead end?

Damn, what's going on?

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