That night, the two who remained on the island had no contact again.

Yin Li was thinking about a lot of things in that cave, but even the mountains couldn't just sleep in the jungle with their heads covered.

There are too many things he hasn't figured out, Yin Li guessed correctly at all, his memory is from the day he remembered when he was a child, until the day he was hunted down by the Sword Sect. After that, Lin Si's experience in those years, he was completely unaware.

He felt as if he had been in a long dream, but he couldn't remember it anymore.

It is impossible for me to sleep for years, and when I wake up, I am already a few years older.

It is also unlikely that overnight, the body has undergone a huge change, from a teenager to a young adult.

The simplest point is that the last place where he fell unconscious was in the Qingyue Forest, and now he appeared on an inexplicable island.

At the same time, there is also an incredibly strong woman beside him.

After falling unconscious, what happened? Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of it, because that part of Lin Si's consciousness was absorbing some kind of mysterious power in that colorful space at this time.

He, Qin Ying's consciousness, and the consciousness of the demonic beast had chosen a truce for the time being, but they all began to recover themselves.

When this fight will end, he has no way of predicting.

He didn't know what was going on in the outside world, the only thing he knew was that the body was being controlled by his former self. Because of the emergence of that consciousness, this body has a master.

Lian Shan was himself, and of course Lin Si would not reject him. He only hopes that he can live well and live until the day of his victory.

At this time, Lianshan was 'cultivating' in the rain, ignoring the torrential rain and the hunger in his stomach.

He had temporarily given up continuing to explore those things that he could not understand, and his attention had been fully focused on his own strength.

For him, strength is the most reliable thing.

As long as you have the strength, no matter what happens, you can cope with it.

The strange meridians in the body. And that extremely powerful body, of course he had already discovered.

Unlike Lin Si, who had no knowledge of cultivation after waking up that year, Lian Shan had been a cultivator since he could remember, and he was also a genius cultivator.

He has a deep understanding of cultivation from the very beginning, and he is not a blank slate.

According to his own speculation. This change is likely to be his last battle in the Blue Moon Forest. Brought after bombarding the Celestial Seal.

Could it be that Tianyin has transformed itself?

However, at this time, he could no longer find any trace of the Heavenly Seal. That was inevitable, he was not a Heavenly Seal cultivator in the first place, but only a temporary owner.

And at this time, the Heavenly Seal had already been completely dimmed, maybe even if there was another Heavenly Seal nearby, it would not be able to make it light up, and at this time, where could he perceive it when he didn't even have a trace of spiritual power?

Just as Lin Si had guessed back then, he could possess the Heavenly Seal. It's all because of the 'gift' of Lianqin. Perhaps, it can also be called 'sealing the qin'.

In his memory, there is no name Lianqin.

Thinking of his master Fengqin, a look of pain appeared on his face. That man was very strict with him, so harsh that he couldn't help but be afraid, but at the same time, that man was also the closest person who had been with him for fifteen years.

He is deep inside of himself. The only one you can rely on.

I didn't kill him, although the last time I saw him, he was dying, but it wasn't his own doing!

He shook his head violently, as if he was arguing and complaining about something to the shadows of the trees in front of him.

He tried his best to put these 'distractions' behind him, and he just wanted to regain his strength as soon as possible.

Sort of. He is a person who thinks less and is more focused than Lin Si. In his life, there are no so-called grievances and grievances, and there is no love for children.

Cultivation is the most important existence in his life, and it is also the only thing that can make him feel comforted.

It's a pity that he can't cultivate that meridian at all—because he used to be a genius cultivator.

He wasn't like Lin Si back then. I don't know anything about cultivation, so I will try any method, and I don't know what the stereotypical laws of the cultivation world are.

From the very beginning, Lian Shan would only instinctively try according to the cultivation methods of normal cultivators.

All cultivation exercises cannot avoid the sea of qi, which is the place where spiritual power is stored, and it can be called the core of any exercise. The exercises he once learned were of course no exception.

And how can such an attempt come to fruition?

Mu Zheping was able to create a simple technique for cultivating special meridians overnight, because he had cultivated the Heavenly Seal, and he knew that there was the new direction of the Qi Sea.

From the very beginning, he knew exactly where to go.

It's a pity that Lian Shan didn't know that his current 'Qi Sea' was already at the head. No, maybe call that the core.

Creating new exercises out of thin air is an extremely difficult thing to do. And even if they are creative exercises, they are often only improved on the basis of countless predecessors, and they all follow the same or similar principles.

At this time, Lianshan didn't even have the consciousness to create new exercises.

He tried the exercises he had practiced for more than ten years over and over again, persevering, and if he failed once, he would continue the next time......

So he was completely helpless against the nineteen new meridians.

After some time, he stopped the seemingly pointless attempt. He casually broke a branch of a tree, used this branch as a sword, and began to practice swordsmanship.

This was an indispensable habit in his experience over the past ten years, unless it was to perform the task of the Ten Square Tower, he would not spend less than three hours practicing his sword every day.

After Lin Si woke up that year, the sword realm he 'inherited' was not obtained out of thin air.

No matter how big the changes in his body are, they won't have much impact on his swordsmanship.

And he gradually discovered that although this body was unable to wield spiritual power or sword qi, it was inevitably a little too flexible in terms of simple moves.

Many of the movements that were difficult for him to do before, this body can easily do. There were many sword moves that were difficult for him to use before, but this body could do it effortlessly.

At the same time, what is even more unbelievable is that when he picked up the branch and began to practice the sword, many inexplicable 'inspirations' kept popping up in his mind.

There seemed to be a consciousness in his mind instinctively reminding him that this trick could be used this way, and that trick should be used that way......

Of course. Later, Lin Si was also a person who did not slack off on cultivation. And although he has disappeared temporarily, he still leaves a lot of instinct in this body.

It's a pity that he doesn't have spiritual power after all, and he doesn't have the power of sealing, and he still can't do some moves that require cultivation and cooperation.

Once he continues to cultivate like this, he will continue to cultivate. Perhaps his swordsmanship will soon surpass his former level. After all, he was only in the late stage of the Extreme Realm.

However, it's a pity. His calm was soon shattered.

As the night passed, the storm stopped, and the sun shone on the leaves that still carried the rain, and the whole world seemed to be renewed.

A large ship came to rest in the sea next to the island, and then a shadowy figure appeared on the island.

All this, of course, can't be hidden from Lianshan's eyes. After all, the island itself is only more than ten miles in size.

This big ship, perhaps because of last night's storm, will appear here. And these people are obviously no strangers to this place. It seems to have been an occasional resting place for them to go out to sea.

Sitting on top of the treetops, Lian Shan quietly looked at the hundreds of figures that appeared on the beach, and did not intend to rush up to meet them.

He used to be an assassin in the Shifang Building, and he was also the most unpopular genius disciple of his peers in the Sword Sect, and he had long been accustomed to being alone.

Except for Feng Qin, he would not trust anyone else.

In fact, he didn't want to leave here so soon. He has lost his spiritual power, and now he is very insecure. He didn't want to be back in the crowd so soon.

In his expectation, because of his defection from the Sword Sect, there must be a net of heaven and earth waiting for him on the continent now.

It's just that he doesn't want to appear, and some things don't change by his will.

Soon, there were more than 200 people who had just arrived on the beach. They came to the interior of the island with their weapons.

There are some wild beasts in this jungle. The men apparently knew this, and they duly burrowed into the woods and began to hunt down some wild beasts to replenish their food and change their tastes.

Lianshan in the tree didn't move, he knew it well. In this mountain forest of more than ten miles, once you make a move, it is easy to be discovered by the other party.

As these people gradually became clearer, his seemingly unchanged indifferent eyes inevitably became strange.

Of the two hundred, at least one hundred and fifty were ragged and disgraced.

These people looked like a group of hungry people fleeing the famine, but each of them had a weapon in his hand—swords and sticks made of wood and stone.

At the same time, each of them has one thing in common, and that is that they all have a simple pattern imprinted on the back of their hands.

Lian Shan is not like Lin Si, who just woke up and didn't know anything about the outside world. After all, he had followed Lian Qin to many places, and in the past few years as the Thorn King of Shifang Lou, he had also gone out alone many times.

But he has never seen such a strange lineup, even ordinary people, country villagers, at least there should be hoes, shovels, wood knives, kitchen knives, right?

In his eyes, these people's weapons were like playthings.

You must know that when he first practiced swords when Lianshan was three years old, he already used an iron sword, although the sword was more than a thousand pounds to him, but Feng Qin would not give him a chance to adapt slowly.

No matter how delicately made a wooden sword is, it is not as good as iron, which is considered common sense.

These people are going to use this weapon to hunt?

There are only ordinary beasts in this jungle, and there are no magical beasts. With their numbers, there is no danger, but such a battle is still too ridiculous.

His gaze quickly fell on the more than fifty people in the rear.

Unlike the one hundred and fifty men in front of them, they wore sumptuous ayara robes or samurai uniforms. They were more or less equipped with jewels and jade, and each of them was also equipped with weapons.

Lian Shan's eyes were so vicious, he could see at a glance that the weapons of these more than fifty people should all be attribute weapons.

In other words, these fifty or so people are all cultivators, and they are all above the transformation realm.

Although the two teams were mixed together, it seemed very strange, but he had no time to be surprised.

The appearance of the cultivator made his body tense instinctively.

(To be continued.) )

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