In a hidden cave, the Supreme Boy was lying on a large stone bed, very weak. The golden thunder consciousness did not leave his body, but temporarily hidden, hiding in a corner of his spiritual world, recovering and waiting for the opportunity.

There are stone benches and chairs in the cave, and there is a large stone platform in the center, and a stone mirror is placed on the stone platform, which is very delicate, and everything in the cave is very clear.

"Futu Patriarch?" The young man wondered when the old man in front of him appeared and how he could save him. I can't help but ask, "What happened to me when I fainted, and who are you?"

The old man did not answer his question, but said to him, "I am a forgotten old man, and what happened after you fainted was saved by me." That's all. ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" The Supreme Boy's eyes still shone with a faint golden light, but he had lost his former brilliance, and the battle with the golden thunder had squeezed all his strength out before, and now he was no different from ordinary people. He was very suspicious of the old man in front of him, who claimed to be the ancestor of Futu, and thought he was very strange.

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" The Futu Patriarch was also at a loss, and seemed to be more skeptical than the young man.

"Then do you know what my name is?" The Supreme Young Man felt that the old man in front of him didn't know anything, and he didn't care to guess his true purpose, and finally asked tentatively to see if he could learn something important.

In that temporary space where he was born, he knew that names were important to a person, and that a person without a name, as if he had never existed in the world, would be forgotten by all.

“...... I'm sorry, I don't know. The Futu Patriarch had a waist-length beard and simple clothes, and continued lightly: "But I know who I am?"

"Who are you?" said the Supreme Boy, who was very strange.

"I'm ...... Myself. Futu Patriarch said softly.

"--- myself?" The supreme boy slowly chanted these words, his mouth kept reading, and his heart set off a slight wave.

"Myself, myself. If the Supreme Young Man realized, "Then I should be called the Supreme." ”

"The Supreme is not named. The Futu Patriarch slowly spit out these words from his mouth.

"Unnamed?" The Supreme Young Man had no name, and although the old man in front of him was unfathomable, he didn't dare to name him, but he just gave him a nameless name "Weiming" in his current nameless situation.

The boy tasted these two words repeatedly, and felt that they were very appropriate, suitable for himself, and felt happy for the first time in his life.

But he didn't think that the old man in front of him was worth believing, and he even felt that this old man was not somehow transformed by the golden thunder sense.

The young man with the name asked tentatively, "Ancestor Futu, do you know about the golden thunder knowledge that invaded my body before?" Weiming asked cautiously.

The Futu Patriarch frowned, and thought for a while before saying, "I don't know, when I found you, you had fainted to the ground for a long time, and I also probably learned about the Thunder Consciousness from your dreams. ”

The words of the Futu Patriarch deepened Weiming's doubts, and he felt even more that this old man was hiding a lot of things. But with what he said just now, he could basically be sure that this old man was not the knowledge of the golden thunder, if it was a thunderbolt, I am afraid that he would not have to spend so long talking to himself, and he would have been directly forcibly taken away.

Weiming began to ask how the Futu Patriarch found out about himself. In this sacred mountain area, it is almost isolated from the world, and it is impossible for people from the outside world to enter it at all. It would be even more unbelievable if it was the aborigines who had been living in Mount Kinabalu, for all the people of Mount Kinabalu disappeared five hundred years ago and have not been seen since, and if they appear now, it means that something big is about to happen.

Although Wei Ming didn't know everything about this sacred mountain, he also felt that the top of the mountain he was on was beaten like that, and no one would exist, and no one would come.

"You fell outside the cave where I practiced, and I rescued you inside, what's so strange?" Fu Tu Patriarch's words surprised him.

Weiming immediately climbed down from the bed, ignored the strange eyes of the Futu Patriarch and ran straight out, pushing open the stone door of the cave, "Click!" Weiming was shocked by the scene that caught his eyes.

Outside Shandong, it was desolate and dilapidated, without any green shade, any vegetation and trees, which was completely different from the sacred mountain he had in his impression before he fainted, although the peak of the sacred mountain was destroyed, but the rest of the territory was intact, and it seemed to be guarded by some kind of power. Therefore, the sacred mountain is still verdant and lush. But there was nothing in front of me, only bare hills and stones.

"How is this possible?" exclaimed Weiming involuntarily.

"What's wrong, Weiming?" Hearing this, the Futu Patriarch also drove out of the cave and asked suspiciously.

“...... It's nothing. Weiming hurriedly perfunctory, unwilling to reveal the news that he was likely to come to another world.

"Did I faint here before?" Mural pointed to the cave door.

Patriarch Futu immediately replied: "Yes, it's here. At that time, you were still yelling at the golden thunder or something. ”

"Yes?" Weiming suddenly felt very sad, the voice saved him at the critical moment, but the voice seemed to be killed by the golden thunder.

Weiming now wanted to avenge that voice, he felt that the thunder was too hateful, not only to kill him, but also to kill the voice in his body.

"Futu Patriarch, do you know if there is any way to eliminate consciousness?" Wei Ming asked with a serious expression, and now he was very eager to take revenge, which could also be said to be for self-preservation.

In fact, he can also feel that the golden thunder consciousness has not left his inner world, sooner or later, he will still appear to compete with himself for the body, if at that time, he throws it as useless and useless as now, I am afraid that there will be no chance to resist.

Now, he wants to be stronger, he desperately wants to be stronger, for the purpose of living, but also to avenge the voice that he was the first person he came into contact with in his life.

So he could only turn to the old man in front of him who seemed to be very capable, since he dared to call himself the ancestor of Futu, he must have extraordinary means.

But the Futu Patriarch seemed to understand Weiming's thoughts, but he frowned and told him, "I'm sorry, Weiming, I don't know how to destroy the life of the soul state of consciousness. Don't think that my name is very powerful, in fact, my name is just from a dry bone. "The words of the Futu Patriarch made Weiming unacceptable.

"A dry bone?" Weiming really couldn't believe the unfathomable old man in front of him.

"It's indeed the dry bone, I'm actually a nameless lowly, until I accidentally fell into a cave, and found a dry bone in it, with the words of the Futu Patriarch written on it, and the dry bone still has a scripture book "Futu Pudu Sutra" in my hand, I studied and learned the martial arts there, and stole the name of the person to become famous in the martial arts world, and then I went into hiding. ”

"That scripture doesn't say how to fight the soul?" Weiming didn't believe the old man in front of him, and felt that he was hiding a lot of things.

The Futu Patriarch saw his suspicions and explained, "Even if you know what to do, that method is more dangerous than going to the Longtan Tiger's Den. ”

"How?" Weiming saw the clue and hurriedly asked.