Luofu Mountain, Luofu Mountain, where a generation of high-ranking people Yinzi is, at this time a new guest came down in Luofu Mountain.

"This should be Luofu Mountain. "The Tibetan sword man stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up at the mountains in front of him, the walls stood thousands of miles, the mountain peaks inserted into the clouds, the clouds and mist gathered and the wind could not disperse.

"It's just that the red nose didn't say that there are so many mountains in Luofu Mountain! The Tibetan sword man looked at the large and small peaks on Luofu Mountain, towering into the clouds and not seeing the peaks.

The Tibetan sword man jumped, gathered the wind and clouds in all directions under his feet, walked on the wind and clouds, and climbed the shortest mountain near him between the changes in shape.

"Nobody, it doesn't seem to be ......"

"No one yet, not ......"

"Strange, how does this mountain look like it's been here before?"

The sword collector looked at the somewhat familiar mountain in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to be lost.

But at this moment, the sword collector's eyes were intent, but he saw a pink light passing through the air, and the sword collector immediately flew after him.

The pink brilliance flashed away, and when the Tibetan sword man saw this, he turned into a rainbow light outside his body, forming a sword-shaped retreat that chased behind him and disappeared into the clouds.

"Huh?" After entering the clouds, the Tibetan Sword Man knew that he was not wrong to follow him, it turned out that there was an independent mountain peak like a Dan furnace on top of this cloud top, and the previous light was flying to the Dan furnace.

"Keep up, this must be where Otoko is. The Tibetan sword man muttered to himself, collected the light and floated down to the bottom of the incense burner, and he probed the bottom of this young man in the dark.

At this time, on the Jiuding Loop Taiji Platform at the top of the Cracked Peak of Luofu Mountain, a figure of a fairy wind dao bone hand sat cross-legged.

Suddenly, a rain of pink petals fell from the sky, and a bewitching figure fluttered down.

After the graceful figure landed, he swayed his waist, waved a red flower paper fan, and walked towards the person sitting cross-legged.

"Three more for three doubts, three more dreamless people have already come, now please ask Mr. to answer the doubts in Bu Xiangchen's heart. The enchanting woman stepped into the dust.

"There's no hurry. But the person on the platform waved the dust in his hand to signal Bu Xiangchen to wait, turned his eyes to the bottom of the mountain, and said in a loud voice: "Friend, since you have come to the Luofu Dan Realm, please come up for a while!"

The Tibetan Sword Man didn't expect that he had been discovered by the Eagle Yinzi when he first stepped on the Crack Peak, but when he heard that someone invited him, the Tibetan Sword Man no longer hid his body and flew down on the platform.

On the platform, the Tibetan sword man glanced at it, only to see the yin and yang Taiji pattern under his feet, one side black and one white, yin and yang hugging each other, the universe turned, nine bronze danding divided yin and yang, and an unpredictable figure sat cross-legged in the middle of the intersection place.

This person is wearing a black and white robe, but there are plum blossom embellishments, more angry, less dusty, and more with light blue brocade cotton shoulders, the whole person also looks luxurious, a long silver-white hair combed in a bun, a little light in the center of the eyebrows, the back is open to the brocade scroll, and the shoulders are on the dust and sit cross-legged.

Next to this person, there is a woman, dressed in a vermilion sleeved robe, wearing a white gauze, with brown hair, combed into a peony rich woman's hair, three points charming, three points enchanting, three points noble, and one point ruthless, with a hundred flowers paper fan in her hand, she is looking at the Tibetan sword man with a curious face, and when she sees the Tibetan sword man, she shows an angry expression, and throws a flattering look at the Tibetan sword man.

It's just that she made a mistake, and the sword collector didn't have any interest in her at all, but his eyes swept over Bu Xiangchen's body, and he didn't stop for even a second, and the angry Bu Xiangchen paper fan covered his mouth and secretly gritted his teeth.

"Are you the one that Red Nose said, the omniscient Yinzi?" the Tibetan sword man came to the figure sitting cross-legged and looked the other party up and down, but saw that the other party was also looking at him, his eyes were looking at each other, one was deep and the other was confused.

Seeing that the Tibetan Sword Man asked, the man nodded and replied: "The red nose you are talking about should be Qin Fake Immortal! I am indeed Dan Hua holding a duck Yinzi, but I am not as powerful and omniscient as Qin Fake Immortal said, just like your origin." ”

"If you know where I came from, why don't you know where I came from?" The Hidden Sword Man asked anxiously.

Seeing that the face of the Tibetan Sword Man was angry, Yinzi was not in a hurry, and said with a word: "People who have no past are like duckweed without roots, looking for them blankly, but they don't know that the answer is in themselves." ”

"What do you mean?" The Hidden Sword Man was even more puzzled.

And Bu Xiangchen listened to the conversation between the two next to her, and she also showed a curious look, and there was even someone who didn't know what to do, and the origin of this person also aroused her interest.

So he said on the side: "Yinzi, don't play dumb riddles, you don't let people come up to entertain people, right?

Saying that, he turned his head to the hidden sword charm and said, "The slave family is also very curious!"

"Is that the first question you have?"

Hearing this, Yinzi said lightly, and Bu Xiangchen stopped speaking all of a sudden, glaring at Yinzi.

The Tibetan sword man didn't care about Bu Xiangchen talking to him, but kept staring at Yinzi.

Yin Zi no longer sold Guan Zi and explained: "I really don't know where you came from, the past martial arts have never been you, you are like that anomaly, you came together on the day of the Buddha's Demon Wave Come, if you want to know your own origin, you can only unlock your own memories, because your fate is faulty, and the heavenly machine is also covered." ”

The sword man summed up the meaning of the sword, if you want to know who you are, what past you had, and where did you come from?

The Tibetan Sword Man was angry in his heart, and he knew everything about bullshit, but the Tibetan Sword Man still asked with a glimmer of hope: "Then do you know that there is a way to restore my memory?"

"I think I'm a master of the pill, but I don't have the pill to restore your memory, this Buxiangchen woman is also proficient in the Hundred Flowers thaumaturgy, and she is also proficient in medical pharmacology, you can let her take a look. ”

Otoko decisively threw the trouble to Bu Xiangchen.

Bu Xiangchen glanced at Yinzi, but he didn't refuse.

Bu Xiangchen pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the ground behind him cracked, and several green thorny vines stretched out to wrap around the Tibetan sword man.

The Tibetan Sword Man did not dodge this, and let the vines climb up to him, Bu Xiangchen burst out with a strange flower and strange power, and followed the vines to probe the body of the Tibetan Sword Man, but soon the vines returned in vain.

"The concubine can't see what is wrong with you, it's exactly the same as a normal person, just like a newborn baby. After Bu Xiangchen informed the sword collector of the results of the investigation, he lowered his head and thought about it.

"Is there any other way?" asked the Hidden Sword Man unwillingly.

"Yes, there is a strange thing in the heavens and the earth, called the Origin Creation Ball, this ball has the power of creation, and it should be able to restore your memory with the help of the creation power of this Origin Creation Ball. ”

"Origin Creation Ball?" muttered to the Hidden Sword Man.