At dusk, Xu Feng and Li Ke stayed at an inn in Salt Lake City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info had dinner, and it was already time to hold the lamp.

At this time in the past, the streets of Salt Lake City were bustling with people, all kinds of people after a busy day, and the joy of the night, wine shops, brothels, and vendors.

Today, however, there is a dead silence on the street, and even the businesses on the street have turned off their lights and candles early, and the long street is pitch black.

Xu Feng knew that the world had changed.

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The tens of thousands of corpse puppets in the Immortal Soul Gate are to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to keep the physical body from decaying. Where is the most Heaven and Earth Vitality? Of course, it is in the body of the cultivator.

Therefore, in the first few days, hundreds of corpse puppets gathered into a mighty procession, and under the leadership of the Nine Great Elders, they swept through the various sects at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain. For a time, the flames of war burned all over the foothills of Yunmeng Mountain.

On both sides of the foothills of tens of thousands of miles, the sect was destroyed, and it became a daily routine for cultivators to be disemboweled.

Countless weak sects were cut off overnight, and the corpses of the disciples were all over the ground, and they were tragically destroyed. In the end, the Wannian Sect led by the Immortal Sword Gate, the Burning Star Tower, the Lingxu Pavilion, the White Tiger Gate, and the Wuji Hall was able to stabilize the situation after planning several major battles.

Although the broken army was dead, the cunning Nine Elders still controlled the corpse puppet team. As a result, several powerful sects united with each other to form the "Demon Sweeping Group" to annihilate these corpse puppet teams one by one.

In the face of the offensive of extermination, the corpse puppet was reduced to pieces and began to attack the lone cultivator, so a situation that had not been seen in three thousand years occurred, and the entire Yunmeng, the cultivators below the peak of the Apocalypse were in danger for a while.

In the end, there were no corpse puppets that cultivators could attack, and they even began to cause chaos among the people. For ordinary people who are unarmed and don't know how to cultivate, these corpse puppets of the Creation Realm are the real fierce ghosts.

The situation was irreparable, and the entire southern part of the Great Xia Dynasty suddenly became a hell on earth. I don't know if it's people with ulterior motives who deliberately spread rumors, or ignorant people who spread rumors. It is said that there is a thousand-year-old ghost nest at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain, because today's emperor has no way, and he does not suppress evil, and he goes out of the mountain to harm the Quartet.

Fear spread rapidly, thousands of miles of fertile land, and the bustling Jiangnan of the Yangtze River became an empty ghost at night.

All this is the reason why the villagers of Lijiazhuang thanked Xu Feng for his kindness, and it is also the reason why the cultivators at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain hate Xu Feng. In the hunting list of the Demon Swinging Regiment, the first person is Xu Feng.

In order to look less special, the rooms of the inn were also unlit and dark.

"Do you believe me? Xu Feng's voice came from the darkness.

"Boss, you're testing me again!

Li Ke continued: "Do you think that I can't practice and become a burden? Don't worry, although I, Li Ke, can't practice, I have a good brain. ”

"As long as the boss is ready to do something with someone, I'll be the first to slip away!" Li Ke said.

Xu Feng was speechless for a while, "I'm too lazy to test you, it's just that the road we are facing is too difficult." So...... So we have to say in advance that there are some things that may only be known to the two of us, and some ......."

As Xu Feng was talking, there was a slight snoring sound in the darkness......

This kid's heart is too big! It's a big thing to say that he lost his head, and he actually fell asleep. Sure enough, it's a talent, Xu Feng sighed.

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There was dead silence everywhere, no chirping of summer insects, not even the dreams of guests, and the room was dark and quiet. There is almost no difference between opening and closing your eyes, and you can't see anything except pitch black.

Staring at the darkness for too long, Xu Feng had the illusion that this quiet pitch black seemed to be a substantial existence.

Like a pitch-black and viscous sea, stretching from Xu Feng's guest room, it spreads in all directions, spreads to the entire inn, and then to the entire street, and finally immerses the entire Salt Lake City in this quiet darkness.

Xu Feng thought of his sword. It was definitely a sword that hid a secret, Xu Feng thought.

Xu Feng didn't remember how he went from a young scientist who manipulated the "Light Array Teleporter" to a Xu madness in Hengshui Town. But I clearly remember the origin of this sword.

Although he inherited everything from Xu Crazy in this world, his body is still his own, or rather, the body of an earthling, so the clothes he wears on his body are still the high-tech black windbreaker of the young scientist.

The problem is in this trench coat, Xu Feng thought.

At the beginning, this trench coat was thrown off the cliff as a tattered by Xiaoying. Xu Feng went down the mountain to look for it and found that this windbreaker was actually worn by a black giant wolf!

Xu Feng slashed the black wolf, and the wolf blood sprayed on the black clothes, causing endless fire, and when the flames were extinguished, it turned into this black sword out of thin air.

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It was Xu Feng's first battle in this world, and it is still thrilling to think about it.

"The black clothes, the black wolf, the black sword, the black mist, the black mist of the Immortal Soul Gate, all of them are black!

Xu Feng couldn't come up with a reason after thinking about it, staring at the dark night and muttering, "What a fucking black ......"

Tired, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At night, Xu Feng had the dream he had before: in the dark night, something darker than the night was chasing him behind him. No matter how he ran, he couldn't shake it off even if he was sweating profusely, and panic, silence, and disappointment came rushing in his dreams.

It was like something he already had, not far away, not close, unhurried, all the way behind him.

Xu Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and the back of his clothes was already wet with sweat. The sky was already bright, it was the gray dawn, and Li Ke on the opposite bed was still sleeping like a dead pig, but Xu Feng's brain was extremely clear at this time.

By the light of day, Xu Feng took out the practice notebook and began to carefully clean up his thoughts--in front of him, there were three difficult problems.

The first is this black sword.

Yes, just because of this black sword, it seems that I can't forget it, and I can't part with the last world. If you don't understand the secret of this black sword, I'm afraid I won't be at ease in this life, just like the heart-pounding nightmare just now. -- This is the first problem.

In the state of the peak of the apocalypse, Xu Feng was lying on the bed, and he could hear the sound of the hawkers who ventured to get up early on the street hundreds of feet away, tidying up.

Cultivation is indeed a luxury, especially for those who have come from another mediocre world. Like scientific research, there is infinite novelty and excitement. More importantly, cultivation is a passport for the powerful in this world, which can be used to protect oneself and protect the people one cares about.

Just like being addicted to drugs, it is impossible to stop suddenly, climb to the peak of the apocalypse, and naturally look at the higher peaks.

However, Elder Tiangen said that his meridians were rare, and five of the seven meridians and eight veins were blocked, and it would be difficult to break through after the peak of the Apocalypse.

Why did God give me the ability to cultivate, but I had to limit my cultivation realm? Since I saw this magical and beautiful world, why did I have to cruelly draw a boundary? What should I do? This is the second difficult problem I have in front of me.

The third problem, which may seem to others to be extremely urgent, is a matter of life and death. But in Xu Feng's view, compared with the first two problems involving his own fundamentals, the third problem is simpler. That is, how to jump out of the heavy pursuit of the southern sect and go north to Yingdu.

Of course, these problems are all related, and to fight your way out of the encirclement and go north to Yingdu is just to try Tsing Yi. The purpose of successfully passing the Tsing Yi exam is to meet a cow man named Long Qianqiu.

Because this person is the only one in the world who knows: human beings, why they are able to practice. You need to know the answer, find out how different you are from the world, and find out the cause of all your problems.

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Xu Feng suddenly thought of the three ultimate questions on the stone gate when he met the Taiyi Dao people in the Netherworld Lake.

Indeed, life is the goal. When everyone is dying, they have to face themselves, why do they live, or rather, what do they live in this life? This is the total driving force for human development.

Facing the cold mist outside the window, Xu Feng couldn't help but whisper the three questions: Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?

"Boss, what are you talking about!"

Xu Feng looked up blankly and found that Li Ke had woken up at some point, and he was trying to stretch his head at the moment, looking at the notes in his hand with a blank expression.

"Why don't you make a sound when you kid gets up!" Xu Feng used the action of trying not to attract attention, and casually carried the note in his arms.

"Oh. My father told me my fortune when I was a child, and I was so light that I didn't make a sound when I got up or walked. Boss, what did you just say, who am I?...... Boss, what do you remember in that notebook?"

Li Ke's interest is completely here, and there is a momentum of perseverance.

Xu Feng groaned: "This, this ......"

"Aha, boss! Don't be embarrassed, don't you just write poetry! It's normal for a reader to be poor and sour occasionally. The prince of our village is just like you just now, talking to the moon at night. Merely...... It's just that I jumped out from behind and bluffed!haha......"

The stone hanging in Xu Feng's heart fell, smiled mysteriously, and nodded.

"Boss, you have to teach me!" Li Ke seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "Although I only studied for one day in the academy and couldn't take the Tsing Yi exam, but we have to go to Yingdu sooner or later, that is the imperial capital, I follow you, boss, I always have to go in and out of the noble mansion, the boss taught me a few good poems, give me confidence!"

"Definitely, definitely, I will teach you when I have the chance!" Xu Feng said.

"I remember that!" said Lee. While stretching his waist, he said vaguely: "Sleep again......

"Don't sleep, get up, we're on our way!"