Since ancient times, those who have heavy pupils, either saints or kings, no matter how poor they are, are also a prince, leaving an immortal mark in the long river of time, and this young man is obviously the most brilliant bright moon and bright light in this era, shining in ancient times.

It's just such a character, why can't he remember his name, the person with heavy pupils is the face of an emperor, and he will never be nameless in history.

Wu Xiu wanted to remember, but he had a splitting headache, and the depths of his mind seemed to be blocked by something, and when he stepped out, the place where the memory was stored in the spiritual consciousness was like being put on a shackle, indestructible,

This person is obviously very familiar, but at this moment, he can't remember his name, he is him, and there is even a clear message in his spiritual sense of what he will do next.

Everything he is doing now, as if he had done exactly the same thing as him a long, long time ago, and even his movements and expressions are familiar and terrifying, without a trace of abruptness, just like the imprint in his spiritual sense.

Wu Xiu didn't understand whether it was because of the possession of the young man, or because of other reasons, why he was possessed by him, but the time and space retrospection of the reflection of the years could not be forcibly terminated by himself.

I had to wait for this retrospective time to end on its own, and then figure out what it was like, but this time I wanted to appreciate this era from his perspective, and it felt very different, there was always a peculiarity, as if I had become a person who grew up in the long river of time, and was no longer an idle tourist for sightseeing.

The young man was majestic and handsome, but his days were relatively boring, practicing swords at the bottom of the mountain, cutting bamboo on the mountain, and teasing the small animals in the mountains when he had nothing to do.

It's a little interesting to be in it, the boy is naked, revealing his lean and well-proportioned muscles, which are covered with a dense layer of fine beads of sweat.

Between the muscles of his arm, the powerful flesh and blood power gathered and flourished, and he bent down and swung the black knife in his hand to slash at the strangely colored bamboo.

Again and again, but only leaving a superficial mark on the surface of the bamboo, the black knife is sluggish, the bamboo is weird, everything here is so unreasonable.

This kind of bamboo martial arts show is naturally recognized, the name is Tianxiu, it is really the beauty of heaven and earth, the treasure of the Three Realms, Tianxiu bamboo, rare in the world, belongs to the existence of rare horns, and it is also the best material for refining alchemy.

This kind of thing, each one is priceless to the outside world, but on the top of this mountain, which is not good-looking, there are nearly 500 Tianxiu bamboos, which makes Wu Xiu amazed.

The boy lives alone in this mountain, there are wild beasts in the mountain, there are spiritual springs, when he is hungry, he goes to hunt in the forest, and when he is thirsty, he picks up a handful of spiritual springs into his stomach, and he doesn't know how many years he has lived, and everything is very dull and boring.

It was not that he was idle to cut down the bamboo on the top of the mountain, but that he was young to avoid calamity, and he was sent into this mountain by his uncle, and he still remembers that day.

"Cut down all the bamboos on the top of the mountain before you can go down the mountain. ”

After saying this, the uncle turned away with a blank face, leaving him with an ugly black knife that looked a little quaint and bladeless.

After that, he used this blunt knife to forage for food in the forest, fought with fierce beasts, and narrowly escaped death several times.

In such an environment, his cultivation has also grown rapidly, but for six years, he has always remembered his uncle's words before they separated, and he will never go down the mountain until he cuts down the beautiful bamboo on the top of the mountain.

Until one day, a woman in white of the same age appeared, and at that moment, he remembered what his uncle had said that no one outside the mountain could enter, and he was vigilant.

"My surname is Yu, Yu Mei'er, what about you?"

She just stood on the side of the cliff, turned to look back, silently and quietly, whispering.

He only felt something roll in his throat, his cheeks were red, and he couldn't speak, "I, I ......"

Wu Xiu originally expected the young man to say his name so that he could remember something, but he never thought that he would be so indisputable and so depressed in front of a woman.

When Yu Mei'er saw his embarrassment, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, as if she was drunk with the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and she was beautiful.

He seemed to pluck up the courage to say, "My name is xxx,"

What is the name, what is the name he just said, he has obviously heard it, why did he forget it in an instant, why is this why, the spiritual consciousness collapsed and shouted, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out.

At that moment, he felt that he had not forgotten not only a name, but more like forgetting the past, forgetting too many unspeakable but especially important things.

"Thousands of women in the south of the Yangtze River are beautiful, not as good as girls. ”

His eyes were already full of her shadow, and there was nothing else, and at this moment, he wished he could see this ethereal woman every day.

The woman remained on the mountain, and he did not ask her who she was, let alone how she got there.

Maybe he was afraid that the woman would be displeased, but more often than not, he chose to believe in this woman who only had one side, and he believed that she would not harm him.

He went out to hunt silently every day, doing what he could for her, and she always sat on the edge of the cliff, dressed in white, and told him some gonzo that he didn't know.

Wu Xiu watched everything like a third person, and the woman and all the events in the long river of time had a sense of familiarity, but he still couldn't remember, this mountain seemed to have a new atmosphere, and he was no longer as alive as a beast before.

Until one day, such a day came to an abrupt end, Yu Mei'er sat on the edge of the cliff, he stood behind her, his eyes were the world, and the beauty was the world.

"I'm leaving, it's always boring to stay in the mountains, I want to see the most prosperous imperial capital in the world. Her eyes were full of fascination.

"Well, will you come back?"

His voice trembled a little, the loneliness he had been accustomed to for years had been broken, and he had to face the darkness alone in the blink of an eye.

Yu Mei'er pursed her lips and asked seriously, looking at this somewhat sluggish teenager, she couldn't help but ask if he was so stupid that he could find Xianyang City.

"Maybe, maybe not, if I don't come back, if you finish cutting bamboo, remember to come to the imperial capital to find me. ”

"Well, I will, if I can't wait for you, I'll go to Xianyang......" But thinking of that piece of Xiuzhu made the young man's heart clouded with a layer of haze.

Yu Mei'er finally left, but she left him a body practice method, "The Ninth Tyrant Xuantian Demon Body" and warned him to practice seriously to have a chance to get out of this mountain.

This exercise, Wu Xiu is not only familiar with, but also can find its origin in memory, the nine strongest physiques of the demon race, and the ninth hegemon Xuantian demon body is at the bottom of the ranking.

Although it is the end, this kind of physique varies from person to person, and the strength is in no particular order, and the demon body's training is the most prosperous in the Three Realms, plus the demon race's nine supreme physique cultivation techniques have been lost one after another, this ninth heinous Xuantian demon body is already the strongest body training method in the world.

I have the impression that someone is using this exercise, vertical and horizontal, rampant in the world, no one in the world can match it, and in the later stage, he used the power of flesh and blood to fight against heaven and earth, immortal and immortal.

I had seen it in the Wu Dynasty testament, but at the moment when that person's name was about to emerge, it seemed that someone had cut off his memory.

Wu Xiu suddenly realized that that person should be the same person as the young man he possessed.

It seems that some powerful being has erased his own memories and does not want to know their identity.

However, this still made Wu Xiu a little ecstatic, a retrograde in the long river of years, he actually obtained the three realms of the strongest physical exercise method by mistake, which can maintain the fastest entry of the physical body, and there is no need to use violent means to burn the shackles.

And in the long river of years, Wu Xiu watched him sit cross-legged under the spiritual spring, letting the spiritual spring wash his body, and it had been three full years.

The snowflakes were fluttering, he got up and walked to the top of the mountain, took out the black knife from his waist, his heavy pupils were scarlet, and the demonic energy seemed to penetrate the sky.

After a few hours, he walked down to the top of the mountain, and came to a cliff, where there seemed to be a woman, who melted into the wind and snow, danced with the wind, and smiled lightly to remove all kinds of sorrows.

"I don't see the girl returning, lovesick and send mountains and rivers ......"

On that day, he walked down the mountain that his uncle had painted for him for nine years, and in the wind and snow, he returned with nineteen years of spirit.

The year he came out of the mountain, it coincided with the troubled times, the world was full of smoke, and there were many wars along the way, he went to the Xianyang City alone, and searched the entire city, but in the end he did not find her......

ps: The "rampant world" of Song, which pushes the wind and remarks the song, is super good-looking, remember to collect and add a monthly pass!