I saw a little boy sitting under a tree at the entrance of the village with his knees crossed, the little boy looked pitiful and cried all the time.

When I saw it, I was also in a state of confusion, because the little boy under the tree was me.

I still remember when I was 6 years old, but I can't remember what I did at that time, I can't remember it clearly, but I remember that I was very sad, but I just can't think of why I cried. I stared at the little boy, and the little boy stared at me.

It's weird, like it's across two planes.

We looked at each other, and I suddenly saw hatred in the little boy's eyes.

Hatred? Am I hating anyone at the time?

Just looking at the scene in front of me, I just can't remember what happened at the time, the memory seems to be missing a piece, this piece is not compatible, I can't help but pat my head, but at this time, the little boy who was still squatting on his knees suddenly stood up.

Then I went in one direction, and I followed. At this time, all my attention was drawn to the little boy. After all, because this little boy is me.

Man is a very strange creature, basically when he is very young, he will remember what he has done.

I followed the little boy for a few steps, and then I saw a hand leading me forward, although I didn't see the face, but I knew who it was when I looked at the back, it was my grandfather, my grandfather led me forward, and my sobbing voice became smaller.

My grandfather took my hand and walked all the way to the front.

As far back as I can remember, my grandfather has always been very nice to me, and I remember that I basically didn't cry much.

But why are you crying this time? My mind sank and I continued to follow, and suddenly, after walking for a few miles, my grandfather stopped with me, even though I saw him give my hand to another man.

This person looks like a middle-aged man, because his face seems to be covered with a layer of clouds, so that others can't see clearly, and he remains mysterious.

After my grandfather handed my hand to the middle-aged man, he opened his mouth and said, "In the future, his road will depend on you." ”

The middle-aged man exuded a powerful qi machine, and he slowly spit out a word from his mouth: "Life." ”

After saying this, the middle-aged man didn't say much, took the little boy's hand and walked forward, the little boy basically turned back one step at a time, and soon cried again, calling grandpa, but grandpa didn't pay attention to it at all.

When I saw this, I stopped.

I wondered why my grandfather had never told me about it.

Is Grandpa hiding some secrets?

But I can't ask if I want to ask now, I subconsciously manipulated the three swords hanging over my body, ready to run away at any time, in his realm world, basically everything is controlled by him. The picture paused, in fact, I was quite sorry.

Because you can't know what's going on.

The image faded away, and it was then that I felt a sudden pain in my shoulder, and when I looked down, I realized that my shoulder had been pierced. The pain came to me quickly, and I saw the stick on my shoulder that was beating the wooden fish, and by this time he was already red with blood.

The sticks were already stained with blood and were dripping out.

And at this time, the darkness fell again.

The monk said to me, "Will you throw in the towel?" ”

I said why throw in the towel?

"I didn't kill you just now, if I did, you would be a corpse by now."

After the monk finished speaking, his tone was very arrogant, and he did not have the compassion that a monk should have at all.

"Then you're going to kill me now!"

The monk said, "You brought it on yourself." After the monk finished speaking, he quickly came towards me, I stepped back, and soon fought with the monk, who already knew my shortcomings, always intentionally or unintentionally, I pressed the wooden stick inserted into my shoulder.

It hurt me several times.

The monk still had a strange smile on his face, and at this time, because of excessive blood loss, I had become very weak, and I saw that I was about to lose my support.

Xiao Wanwan's voice suddenly came, and asked me if I was okay? I said it's fine.

Cao Tianshi answered: "Zhang Yan, we can't beat this dead monk now, but if we take a rest and recuperate, we will definitely be able to kill him." ”

Everyone was trying to persuade me to give up, but I knew I couldn't give up at this time. The monk was not a hesitant person, and he kept attacking me one after another. I gradually became a little overwhelmed, and the strength of this monk is probably about the same as mine, or even stronger than me.

The monk asked me, "Are you going to throw in the towel now?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Don't throw in the towel."

The monk smiled and said, "Then I have no choice but to send you to sleep first." ”

As the monk spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed my neck, and this monk's strength is very great, after all, he is a cultivator, and he is clearly about to strangle to death, and the feeling of suffocation will soon attack.

And the blood in my shoulder was still flowing out, and the pain kept me awake.

Cao Tianshi's voice quickly said: "Stinky bald donkey, release the people quickly, otherwise don't blame us for being polite." ”

This monk's ability is indeed somewhat strange. He also made a bloodthirsty voice at this time and said: "This time it is really cheap for you, otherwise in the past, I would have sent you on the road a long time ago." ”

The monk's face has become an abomination.

"Lose, little brother, admit defeat quickly."

At this time, my condition was very miserable, Cao Tianshi asked me to hold on and said that this would save me, but Dongshan Mansion was not a vegetarian, so I quickly stopped Cao Tianshi and them, and the competition held by Dongshan Mansion naturally has its own rules.

The referee will ask me, "Zhang Yan, have you surrendered?" ”

I said no, I want to gnash my teeth, just when I thought I was going to die, I suddenly felt a warm current slowly emerging from my body, and then I saw the eight strange pictures slowly emerge, and instantly shrouded the top of my head.

After the shroud, my memory and cultivation will increase a lot. The gossip map soon enveloped me. When the monk saw this picture, he became a little flustered and asked me, "What is this?" ”

I replied that you don't know how to read it yourself?

And those who are familiar with the gossip map can get out at a glance, and the speed at which the gossip map begins to rotate becomes faster and faster, and the black and white rays shine through, and nothing can be seen clearly.

But the monk had become flustered, and soon let go of my grip on my hand, and I fell to the ground, feeling that the qi was not completely solidified.

I gasped for air.

At this point, the onlookers were already exploding, talking about the gossip map above my head, but I didn't explain it, because I didn't even know what it was. This gossip map basically appeared out of thin air.

As time passed, Bagua Tu helped me repair my wounds by himself.

The monk will not dare to approach at all, I will sit down and start to run the qi machine, so that I can enter the best state, because my current situation is really bad, and the speed of the rotation of the Bagua diagram will soon lead to a gust of wind. The wind is whining here.

I didn't get distracted, and I sank into it with all my heart, but there was obviously something wrong with the trick that the monk used just now, as if he could help others uncover the memories of the past, grasp the most vulnerable side of it, and take the opportunity to cause harm to the other party.

It's a very strange exercise.

The qi machine slowly condensed, refilling the main vein, but my mind was still a little chaotic. But at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice, the voice floated towards me, calling my name, the voice was obviously coming from above my head, and I looked at it, and I saw that it was the voice in the gossip map.

My heart was suddenly shocked, and I wondered if there were still other people living in this gossip map?

I answered, and when I opened my mouth, I asked, "Who are you?" ”

After my voice fell, I didn't get a quick response, but after a while, the voice in the gossip map replied to me: "It doesn't matter who I am, it matters who you are." ”

Again, come to me these confused words. Things that can be said clearly in one sentence, they always go around the bend and make it so complicated, let me guess. I didn't understand, so I continued to ask, what do you mean?

He laughed and said, "Zhang Yan, you really don't understand or fake don't understand." ”

I replied, "If I really did, I wouldn't have asked you." ”

I immediately amused him heartily, but he could only hear laughter, but he couldn't see people, the gossip map exuded black and white light, and at a glance, he couldn't see anything, because the light was too strong, so that people couldn't see the situation inside clearly.

"That's what you said, Zhang Yan, do you know what the origin power is?"

I shook my head to say I didn't know, and asked why.

The voice inside responded to me, "Since you don't know, then I'll give you a trace of Origin Power." ”

After he finished speaking, the light of the Bagua map immediately locked, and I could clearly feel the light seeping into my skin, and it felt a little itchy at first, and then it became a little painful. But these come and go quickly.

But at this moment, I felt that the qi in the main vein directly became extremely full.

It didn't feel too good, and in the next second, I suddenly realized something, and it seemed like it was about to break the mirror.

The people in the gossip diagram didn't care about this, but said to me: "I gave you a trace of origin power, and I hope that the next time we meet, you don't still don't know anything." After the words, the gossip diagram hanging over my head gradually disappeared.

Slowly, I came into view. The monk was still watching me from afar. With a twinkle in his eyes, he asked me, "What the hell are you doing?" ”

I stood up, three swords around me, and I said, "Your secret technique is really strange, I'm interested." ”

The monk said, "Then I'll let you have a good experience." His voice grew a little colder.

In fact, as I was talking, I already felt a strange change, and soon something happened that surprised everyone.

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