The snow-white sword light with a cold air that penetrated into the bone marrow swept through Ji Wusheng's eyes.

Then the whole world began to tilt slowly! In the scene of the fall, a black-clothed swordsman was wielding a cold light, wantonly harvesting the lives of the armored soldiers around him.

And all of this was seen by Ji Wusheng's head lying on the ground!

The oxygen supply in the skull soon ran low, and Ji Wuxing's vision began to blur. A layer of frost spread from the wound on his neck, covering the entire skull.

All of this happens in 0.1 seconds!

……

The long darkness covered Ji Wusheng, and he felt "me" in the darkness! "I" is not his original body, and a knife! All that was left of his consciousness was a knife, a knife without shape, size, or mass!

"Bell! Clang! Clang! Ji Wuming was woken up by the noisy sounds around him.

In the blurred vision was a thin old man standing on a wooden stake, hammering iron.

"You woke up, it seems that the old man has saved some charcoal fire. The water and food are next door, come here when you are full, and from now on, you will be my apprentice. ”

The old man never stopped the hammer in his hand as he spoke, and his whole body seemed to be one with the hammer.

Ji Wuming walked next door, the table and the plates containing food were all wooden products, and it was said that this house was also made of wood, and he was not afraid of burning.

The plate was a black, gelatinous object with a strong fishy and gasoline smell.

Ji Wuming forcibly endured the strange smell and licked it with the tip of his tongue, huh? It tastes surprisingly good! After eating the vinyl in three or two times, I poured the red liquid, which was sweet.

It was only then that Ji Wuming remembered what had happened and touched his neck with his hand. A soft, cool unknown substance wrapped around his neck.

"Don't touch it!" The old man leaned against the door at some point, "Tianhua Snow Lotus is a very precious medicinal material, and touching it at will will consume its medicinal properties." ”

"Here's for you, wrap it up." The old man took out a bandage from the cabinet next to the old man and threw it to Ji Wusheng.

Ji Wuming took the bandage and wrapped it around his neck. "Can you tell me, what's going on? Why am I here? ”

"Thank you for the burns." The old man changed his hammer and walked to the blacksmithing room. While striking iron, he said, "The assassin was killed by the fire general, and the fire general saw the burn marks on your chest when he was proud of the spring breeze, and he was afraid that he would be misunderstood by the princess, so he asked the old man to deal with it." ”

"You saved me?" Ji Wuming felt wrong, and looked around again, "You're going to burn me!" "This bad old man is very bad!

"Looks like you're not too stupid. You're lucky that my daughter just learned a little bit of medicine. ”

"So your daughter saved me."

The old man paid no attention to him and concentrated on striking iron.

Ji Wuming had only been sitting on the wooden platform for more than ten minutes, and several officers and soldiers came in with a two-meter-long sack and threw it on the platform.

"Throw things in, Hearthplace Three."

Ji Wuming carried the sack, and the thing was unexpectedly light. Bypassing the three stoves side by side on the right, he lifted the manhole cover with the "three" engraved on the back, and threw the sack into it.

"What's over here?" Ji Wuming was a little curious.

"Same thing as you."

Ji Wuming thought that he had just had a close contact with the corpse, and his hair suddenly stood up.

"Old immortal, I'm back." An elf-like maiden walked into the house.

Ji Wuming swore that he had never seen such a beautiful girl.

The girl slowly approached him, and her white fingers touched his neck.

Ji Wuming: Does she have to ......?

The girl untied the bandage around his neck, "Yes, you have the upper hand. From now on, you will be my apprentice! No comment, old fellow. ”

"No opinion, what do you like."

"Aren't you his daughter?" Ji Wuming had a question mark on his face.

The girl knocked on the head of the next season's lifeless, "Which backward village are you from?" Don't you understand that the master is a teacher? Not only am I my father's master, but I'm also my grandfather's master! As he spoke, he wrapped the bandage around and tied a bow.

"Follow me."

"What's your name?"

"It's called Shizu!"

After passing through two wooden gates, there is a ten-meter-high iron gate. The ancestor stretched out his white and tender fingers, and with a gentle push, the iron door came to open!

When he walked by, Ji Wuming rubbed the door frame with his foot, there was friction!

Outside the door was a peach tree, and it could be seen from the trunk that even ten people could not surround it, that it was an old tree! It is rooted in the rocks, and there is nothing but moss and fallen leaves on the ground.

There was a very thick fog all around, and you could only see the range of more than ten meters, and you couldn't see anything further away.

Shizu sat down on a raised rock, snapped his fingers, and a peach the size of a bowl fell and fell right into her hand.

Take a bite, "What do you want to learn?" ”

"I want to learn ......"

At this moment, a dark red decapitator appeared in Ji Wusheng's mind.

"Knives!"

"What knife? Knife technique, knife technique, knife work or royal knife, knife qi, knife gang? ”

"Neither!" The knife in Ji Wuming's left eye flew like a bird, and only he could see it.

Beautiful and prosperous runes began to appear on Ji Wuming's left hand, and he subconsciously read out in his mouth: "I love to grow flowers for the rest of my life!" ”

The more the rune shone brighter, and suddenly, the entire arm lost all light and became pitch black. Ji Wuming's right hand slowly pulled out a knife from the darkness.

The knife is a Tang knife. Four words are engraved on the knife surface: "Oriental Demon"!

After regaining his senses, before Ji Wuming could think about what had happened to him, Shi Zu jumped over and tore off his sleeve.

"The incision is smooth, and there is a peculiar energy on it, a bit similar to the Tianhua Snow Lotus, no! More advanced than that. ”

The ancestor girl turned around, and her little hand flicked Ji Wu's wrist, and the tiger's mouth cracked! The knife fell into her hands. Ji Wuming instantly felt that his left hand had disappeared and was empty.

After knocking and beating, he complained: "Ordinary knives! ”

After speaking, he threw the knife to Ji Wusheng.

After the knife was returned, the left hand seemed to return to him, although he could not see or touch it. But the thought of losing the left hand in the brain could not arise!

The master girl asked, "Can you still take this knife back?" ”

Ji Wuming lowered his head and thought for a while, "I'll try." ”

A spell came to mind, and Ji Wuming immediately recited it: "Tonight." ”

"So fast! I didn't even see how I got back! The ancestor girl sighed.

The ancestor girl looked at Ji Wuming's confused eyes, "It seems that you are a 'seer' who doesn't understand anything, so I'll teach you from the beginning." ”

The ancestor girl threw away the peach and looked solemn, "First of all, what is cultivation?" ”