Somewhere in the dark and damp, the whole person of Weiming is in a trance.

"Who the hell am I?"

In his impression, his name has never been known, he doesn't know, and the Futu Patriarch also said that he has no ability to take it. Deep in the inner world, the voice when he was born just said that his surname was Supreme, and he wanted to remember his surname forever.

But other than that, he didn't know anything about himself. He doesn't bleed and has a supreme surname, but as early as when he was born, he was killed by the golden thunder, which caused him to be ordinary now, no different from ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Weiming remembered that the voice in his inner world was killed by the golden thunder consciousness before, and there has been no news so far, and he has never appeared again. However, the golden thunder has not been completely destroyed, and it is still parasitic on his spiritual world to cultivate his vitality, and he may be resurrected with full blood again anytime and anywhere, plotting to seize his body.

"Golden Thunder, I'm going to kill you!" Wei Ming roared loudly in his heart, now he doesn't know anything, he doesn't know what he is living for, so he has no qualifications to live, meaning. But the existence of the golden thunder, everything he did to him, gave him the desire to live--- he wanted to kill the golden thunder, avenge himself, and avenge that voice!

A person always has to live for, and there must always be a purpose to live, which is the meaning of your own existence. Only when you find this can you be worthy of being called a man!

Weiming now has a so-called belief. The reason for his life is finally no longer based on the desire to survive in life, but for revenge. Even if it was a dishonorable and unjust thought, it was enough to break him out of the beast and reach the realm of man.

"What are you thinking, young man?" The sloppy, unkempt old man Zhao spoke again and asked.

"Nothing, just remembering some unpleasant things from the past. "Weiming has never been able to trust a stranger, which is a kind of vigilance that comes from a lonely heart, without one to accompany him, he stays alone in a space for a year, and after he is born, he encounters ruthless and selfish injuries. People who have never felt affection always don't trust other people.

For Weiming, the voice in his heart is really very important, and this is just because the voice is the first person he encounters to care about his life, whether the relationship between the two is considered to be a feeling, Weiming is not clear, but for him, that voice is very kind, has guarded him, and did not hesitate to sacrifice himself to save him from the hands of the golden thunder consciousness, these are enough to make him have the belief of revenge for the voice.

Wei Ming thought about it, and after being pulled back to reality by Old Man Zhao's voice, he hurriedly asked, "Where is this?" Are there two other people with me?" Weiming is now desperate to know the life and death of Green Waterfall and Tan Toad, both of them are kind to him, Weiming doesn't want them to be hurt in any way, his belief in revenge is strong enough, and adding hatred will only push him into the abyss of hell, unable to extricate himself, and finally become a walking corpse, driven by hatred.

Faith is such a ridiculous thing, without it, you are no different from animals and beasts, with it, but under its control, you are like a puppet. Many people have been brainwashed by the so-called "immortals" and become believers of so-and-so, which is what they say--- their beliefs are poisoned and reduced to puppets at the mercy of others.

Weiming knows his weakness, he is afraid that he will drag others down and kill others, so that his sins will be aggravated, and the guilt and guilt will mercilessly torture his heart, and after the torment, he will not be himself. So he was very afraid of losing someone who was important to him again.

Weiming asked anxiously, but Old Man Zhao looked indifferent, and shook his head nonchalantly: "I don't know, I slept for a while, and when I woke up, I saw that there were more people in the place where I was being held, which was very strange, so I took a closer look, but I didn't expect you to wake up." Old man Zhao's words couldn't tell whether it made Weiming even more worried, or reassuring. He had neither heard the answer that scared him, nor had he learned that they were alive, but only added to his doubts.

After Weiming heard what Old Man Zhao said that this was the place where he was being held, he understood that this was a prison cell, and guessed in his heart that he was caught by the Lord of the Ghost Wolf and imprisoned in the Ghost Wolf Village.

Weiming suddenly felt very desperate in his heart, in this way, he was afraid that he would never be able to get out again, even if he didn't die, it was estimated that he would not be much better.

"Master, do you have to wait for Master to come and save me?" Weiming thought of the Futu Patriarch, "I have been out for a day now, and I can't go back to the evil mountain, presumably his old man will definitely be in a hurry, and he should come to look for it." However, it is estimated that he himself did not expect that the Evil Wolf Mountain was not called the Evil Wolf Mountain, but the Evil Mountain, and there were so many powerful demons. ”

Weiming felt that with the strength of the Futu Patriarch, the entire evil king's monsters should not be afraid, but since the evil king could make the toad king fearful, he was definitely a difficult big man.

Now, Weiming just wants to escape. If you stay here, you will definitely be killed by those demon wolves in the ghost wolf village.

Weiming had no choice but to pin his hopes on the bad old man beside him, and he asked Old Man Zhao: "Old man Zhao, how long have you been imprisoned, and are you familiar with this ghost wolf village?"

Old man Zhao just shook his head: "I, like you, was arrested, and I was lying here when I woke up, and I didn't know anything about this place at all." Even this is a ghost wolf village, I heard from one of the cell bosses who guarded me. ”

Old man Zhao's words inadvertently hit Weiming, and the only life-saving straw he had at the moment was shattered, and his hope of escaping came to naught.

"Am I really going to die here?" Weiming began to rack his brains and think of a way to escape. "It's a pity that the Qi Condensation Staff was lost, and it is estimated that it must have been taken away by the Lord of the Ghost Wolf. If you had the Condensation Staff in your hand, you should be able to smash this wall and get out of here. Wei Ming looked at the high walls on all sides, staggered over, and touched them with his hand for a while, "This kind of earthen wall should be a rock, if I can condense and recover all my true qi, I should be able to give it a try and smash it open." ”

Thinking of this, Weiming felt that his fate was up to him, and it was better to ask for others than for himself, so he immediately began to use the Ape Flying Qi Breathing Method cross-legged to condense the true qi.

He has cultivated on this mountain twice since he went to this evil mountain, and the first two experiences made him feel that the news that the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the Demon Mountain Range had been absorbed by the Green Waterfall Basket was not groundless, and when he practiced on the top of the small hill in Futu Mountain, he could still feel the vitality and thick and strong. And when I came to this evil mountain realm, I felt that the aura was thin, and it was scarce and mottled, but it was already considered a weak cultivation place, and it was unbelievable that there were still ghost wolf lords, evil kings and others.

Weiming breathed the foul-smelling and turbid air here, and constantly extracted pure vitality from it. Inhaled into the body, wandering limbs, five internal organs, and eight veins. Constantly turning around Zhou Tian, finally his body began to improve, and gradually recovered, and all those condensed and pure breaths were absorbed by his own qi sea. The unnamed dantian qi sea is only the capacity of the third level of the Shi realm, and it can only accommodate the qi of the third level of the Shi realm, and the size of the qi sea of the third level of the Shi realm is probably equivalent to one basket, while the fourth level of the Shi realm is two baskets, or even the size of three baskets. And this also makes it easy for a warrior at the fourth level of the Shijing realm to face two or three warriors at the third level of the Shijing realm.

Before, the five-foot ghost wolf was the fourth-level peak of the Shi realm, and its qi sea capacity was estimated to be at least five basket sizes, so you can imagine how weak Weiming and the green waterfall basket were in front of him, probably the pigeon and the rooster pecked each other. If it weren't for the fact that Weiming and Green Waterfall both had the talisman given by their respective masters, they would have been eaten by the five-foot ghost wolf a long time ago, and now only bones remain.

Weiming strives to get rid of distracting thoughts, meditates and concentrates, and his body is like nothing. Strive to return to that state of self-forgetfulness in the state of emptiness and concentration. But now he wants to escape, and he is very worried about the safety of the Green Waterfall and the Toad King, as well as the resentment of the golden thunder, these thoughts are like a bedbug on a seedling that is constantly gnawing at the seedling, and the seedling is trying to absorb nutrients, strive to be tall, and want to grow. Bed bugs, on the other hand, constantly eat and bite the seedlings, sucking up their nutrients and disrupting their growth.

Weiming began to have a beat in his heart, wanting to shoot these bedbugs to death, that beat is his don't think, and the bedbugs are his obsession, as long as he shoots the bedbugs to death and eliminates the obsession, Weiming's inner world can be clean and dust-free, bright and clean.

Weiming's brows were furrowed, and his face was constantly distorted, and he could see that Old Man Zhao was anxious.