Everyone has memories in their hearts, in this life, even in the life of the world of Jitianding.

But the memories are still far away, as if they happened a long time ago, or even in a previous life.

Time is indeed the most terrifying, the most unforgiving, the most irresistible artifact.

Everyone in the Extreme Heaven Peak is similar, but not everyone wants to keep their previous memories, or many people have been lost in this red dust.

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Jiang Rui left his small courtyard and prepared to buy a carriage.

He hasn't had a good life over the years, but as a cultivator outside the Ding, he can still get the money to buy a car.

He didn't forget the things that he designed to kill Hengdong's whole family back then, but he had forgotten a lot of things before he entered the illusion.

Fortunately, he did not forget the Winning Conference, and did not forget those who won the Winning Question.

He knew he had to climb upwards until he reached the pinnacle of power, and then he went to see the Divine Envoy to find out.

No matter how ambitious your goals are, you have to start small.

A few years ago, he did a little thing first.

He pushed his father, who was a heavy drinker and gambler, into the river and threw a lot of rocks into the river.

Then he used the stolen money to buy more than a dozen acres of land for his mother, hired a few honest and capable long-term workers, and told his sister that he had a good family. Then he went to the county seat to study, read and write poetry, made a reputation, got acquainted with the county, and walked forward step by step.

But it was too slow, and he always felt that there was a faint force that was hindering his progress.

He naturally didn't know that this power came from the distant Cangzhou, and thought that it was because the county seat was too small.

There must be a problem with that prince of Jingwang, there must be a problem with that idiot little emperor, and there must be a problem with that young martial god in Beihai County.

Those people are already in high positions, and they are still currying favor with the county master, how can this be?

Walking on the street thinking about these things, Jiang Rui felt that his body was a little hot, and there was a lot of pride in his chest.

Then he suddenly realized that something was wrong. Because there was a man in black standing in the street.

The man in black was a little short, covered his face with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his eyebrows when he lowered his head.

Jiang Rui sensed the danger, narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect to start killing each other so early. ”

The man in black said listlessly: "Shouldn't you be curious about how I can find you, and then come to sigh about this? ”

Jiang Rui remembered something, but relaxed and smiled silently.

There is no sect here, no elixir, no teacher, my talent is higher than yours, will it be inferior to you?

This is something that he has always been obsessed with, or rather, it is something that all the scattered cultivators except Hengdong are concerned about.

In the eyes of those who are strong in loose cultivation, we can just cultivate the Tao on our own against the exercises, and we can be similar to the realm of these great sect disciples, if you can have a Master, you can have so many precious pills to eat, what are you?

Fortunately, the Polar Fantasy Realm has smoothed out this gap, at least in some ways.

Therefore, Jiang Rui is very confident, thinking that no matter whether it is Sedum or Gu Hanjun on the other side, or Guo Yihuai, who is rumored to be the most sophisticated and scheming, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

The man in black yawned and said, "It turns out that you are really an idiot, you don't want to think about it, if your talent is really as good as He Zhan, there are already a bunch of sects outside crying and shouting to accept you, how can it be like now." ”

The smile on Jiang Rui's face gradually faded, because the words of the man in black pierced his heart, because she remembered a lot of damn past, damn memories!

Suddenly a gust of wind rose in the long street, and the blue leaves were blown off, piercing like arrows, leaving mottled marks on the walls.

Jiang Rui slammed into the wall, his chest was full of sword marks, and he was drenched in blood, as if he had been tortured by Ling Chi.

Looking at him in black as he walked towards him, his pale face showed despair and anger.

Despair is to feel death or leave, anger is because he can't figure it out, he is also a Daoist who wins the Ding, and there is no division here, there is no elixir, how can this person be so much stronger than himself?

Suddenly, a ghostly shadow appeared, rolled up the cyan leaves that had just been stationary, and swept towards the man in black.

The man in black looked at such a strange and fast body, his eyes changed slightly, and he pinched a sword trick in his right hand, bringing up an extremely bright sword light.

With a soft click, the sword light returned to his body, and the ghostly shadow also returned to the shadows behind the wall.

The man in black couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he confirmed that the ghost was not using the strange escape method of Xibang Longhai Valley, nor was it the acquired invisible sword body of the Sword Forest.

Among the less than sixty Daoists, who else had such a strange and unpredictable body? Could it be that that person was not a Daoist, but a cultivator powerhouse in this world?

Just when he was about to forcibly break through the wall and fight, there was a sudden sound of hooves in the distance of the street, which was obviously not the official in the county town, but the cavalry of the Qi State.

The black-clothed man's eyes changed again, and he thought to himself, who else was protecting this casual cultivator? No longer hesitating, he turned around and disappeared into the private house.

Jiang Rui stood up with difficulty, leaning against the wall and gasping, his eyes full of happiness and some confusion.

Suddenly he walked away from the wall as if he were burned, for he thought that the ghostly shadow was behind the wall.

It's also strange to say, even though the ghostly shadow saved him, he was very afraid of the other party, even above the man in black who wanted to kill him.

In his opinion, the ghost is also dressed in black, and today the two men in black are like messengers of life!

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After the man in black who quickly swept away disappeared into a house, he changed out of his black clothes, revealing the clothes inside, as if he were a woodcutter.

His appearance remained the same, and he was still so lazy that he couldn't wake up.

He knew that he was like this, and people outside the Extreme Heaven Ding would definitely notice, but he didn't care.

Yes, he is Bai Qing.

Bai Qing has grown up from a little beggar, and his goal is very simple, hide in the mountains, cultivate silently, and then come out to win the crown.

For the Luming Sword Descendant, whose entire set of systematic cultivation exercises is relatively unique, Bai Qing's idea is obviously correct.

Hiding in the deep mountains and old forests without people, he cultivated alone, but he was too young at the time.

The evil of human nature will be revealed when there are no visible consequences, Bai Qing got lost in the mountains at a young age and was saved by an old hunter!

But what he didn't expect was all the evil thoughts under the greedy gaze of this old hunter.

Bai Qing followed the old hunter for his life, and at first, the two of them were able to barely make ends meet.

But a year later, there was a flood outside the mountains, then a plague of locusts, and then a drought, and the people from the outside world were displaced, and the old hunter, even though he had good skills, no one bought his prey.

In addition, because of the disaster year outside, many people sell their sons and daughters, and the old hunter has a crooked brain for the six-year-old Bai Qing.

One night, after instructing Bai Qing to bring his treasured wine jug for him, he continued to order: "Go and get a rope!"

Bai Qing didn't know why, so he did so, but the old man said again: "You tie your own feet yourself! Be obedient, I won't beat you this time." ”

Looking at the evil gaze in the old man's eyes, Bai Qing immediately understood something, he ran away!

After hiding in the mountains until midnight, Bai Qing quietly returned to the hunting house, and found that the old man was furious because Bai Qing ran away, almost smashed the house, and finally drank all the wine in the wine jug, and was now sleeping on the bed drunk.

Bai Qing picked up the old man's hunting knife and stood beside the bed, without a trace of expression on his face, this was not the first time he had killed someone!

It's the second time!

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After living with the old hunter in the mountains for a year, he basically learned the basic skills of hunting, and Bai Qing barely allowed himself to survive, and then lived a reclusive life, just like the original retreat in Luming Valley.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Bai Qing would be fifteen years old! He decided to go out of the customs and go down the mountain.

The purpose of wearing black clothes is also to not let those who win the Ding Daoist realize who he really is.

He's going to kill them all, and that's when he thinks of the quickest way to win the title, when you don't have a competitor, then the final winner is himself.

It can only be yourself.

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Hengdong quietly entered the palace of Zhao Kingdom, entered the room, took off the gray cloth covering his face, and revealed a somewhat pale face.

After returning from Qi State overnight, even though he learned a strange and unpredictable technique with the old eunuch Hong, he still felt very hard, and more importantly, the sword intent of the man in black was really domineering.

He just wanted to go back and see that person, so as not to forget the other person, but he didn't expect it to be so coincidental and meet another questioner.

He vaguely guessed the identity of the other party, because he had seen that kind of swordsmanship, and knew that the other party would inevitably continue to hide in the dark in the future, so he dispelled the idea of using the power of the imperial court to find it.

In the morning light, he simply washed his face, changed into clean clothes, took out an elixir from the dark box, carefully wrapped it in silk, and walked out of the room.

As he walked in the palace, the eunuchs and maids and guards he met got out of the way and greeted him repeatedly.

"Grandpa Heng!"

"Say hello to Grandpa Heng. ”

"Xiao Heng's father-in-law is early. ”

Hengdong walked forward indifferently, came to the front of the hall, and pushed open the door of the imperial study.

He looked at the emperor who was still thin and pale behind the case, and said in a harmonious voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine." ”

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Guo Yihuai put the book into the secret compartment, took the intelligence summary sent by his subordinates, and began to flip through it again, trying to find the answers to those questions from it.

The most important piece of information these days is, of course, the news of the official rebellion of Beihai County of Qin.

The second-ranked young martial god in the Taishou Mansion in Beihai showed an unstoppable edge at the age of fifteen, leading the vanguard army to conquer the five cities, and defeating the Qin army one after another.

However, according to the reliable information received by Guo Yihuai, at least two of the five stops of the vanguard led by the young martial god were Hu people.

Beihai County guarded the northern border of the Qin State, and fought with the Hu tribe for many years, who would have thought that the two sides would shake hands and make peace, and the Hu people were even willing to send troops to help.

"I don't know what price Gu Hanjun paid. He thought silently.

Of course he knew who that young martial god was? This person could only be Gu Hanjun.