The bald young man is very curious about himself in his previous life, but curiosity is curiosity, and more importantly, how to live better and become stronger in this life.

Because he was an immortal in his previous life, he had a chance to recover the memory of his previous life. If it was just an ordinary immortal cultivator, it would be impossible to recover the memories of his previous life if he became an immortal again.

Walking out of the small temple, he is not a monk, and his bald head is just a habit of being cool when he is young.

"Kuang Yi. ”

A real old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes stands outside the temple, like an old pine.

"Master. The young man came over.

"You need to grow up now," the old monk muttered, "The Jade Dragon Dynasty is a good place, there are outstanding people here, you can't underestimate the immortal cultivators here, if your memory in your previous life has not recovered half, your strength has not reached half of your previous life, you must not be mixed into the competition of various top immortal cultivation forces." ”

"I understand. ”

"However, it seems to have been a bit unquiet lately. After being quiet for a while, the old monk suddenly said.

"Huh?" the young man was slightly stunned.

"Extraterritorial monks have moved into this world, and there are quite a few," the old monk said with his eyebrows locked, "I don't know what happened to our hometown." ”

"Hometown...... Is there a migration too?"

"I don't know, let's take a look first, although my hometown is not as good as the Jade Dragon Dynasty, but there should be such a big thing, and the host senior brother should call me back." The old monk muttered.

"Master don't worry about me if you want to go back. ”

"How do you speak?" the old monk was angry, raised his eyebrows and said, "Although you are not a disciple of Lao Qu, although you are not a disciple of Buddhism, we are a family...... Ahem...... Lao Wei has already become a monk, Kuang Yi, you should remember first, if an immortal cultivator who calls himself a wine sword immortal comes to you in the future, you can go with him. ”

The young man looked at the old monk with a strange face, and said, "Yes." But where to go with him?"

"Zhongyue Mansion. The old monk said slowly.

......

"Immortal friends, congratulations, accept a good apprentice. In front of the gourd temple on Hulu Mountain, the kind-eyed old monk smiled and looked at Shi Tianyun, who came to settle accounts with two disciples.

"Puzhi, I can also congratulate you on getting a good apprentice. Tianyun Daoist squinted at a thin bald young man in a white robe next to the old monk.

"No, no, Kuang Yi is not a disciple of Lao Gao. The old monk shook his head.

"Oh?"

"Kuang Yi was no weaker than Lao Wei in his previous life," the old monk smiled, "Lao Wei is just taking him with him for the time being." ”

"Reincarnated Immortal?" Shi Tianyun glanced at the young man who looked very gentle, "Is it because you have cultivated very late to become a young man?"

"Master, the apprentice knows, the apprentice knows. Wu Mu sent a message to the master, but the master ignored him.

"I've seen my seniors. The disciples on both sides saluted each other.

Shi Tianyun felt that it was not good to accept apprentices, and the apprentices on his side had to shout twice about their seniors. However, the apprentice shouted that the seniors were going to receive a gift, and he had to receive two gifts.

"Ahem, Pu Zhi, how long will you live on this mountain?" Tianyun Dao asked casually.

"I don't know how long it will take," the old monk was smiling at the two teenagers, "Buddhism and Taoism are a family, let's exchange experiences, and the juniors will also exchange and exchange good things for them." ”

“...... It's good for them. Tianyun Dao people's hearts were a little unbearable, and a word blocked his qi.

"Master Puzhi!" Wu Mu cried, "I advised my master not to kill, and my master said that I was a bad person. ”

"Huh?" Tianyun Daoren's face was gloomy, and he hadn't agreed to another master so quickly.

"Oh, that's your master's fault!" The old monk's face suddenly showed anger, and then he sighed secretly, "It's a pity that you are not my disciple, otherwise you ......"

I can't take it anymore. Shi Tianyun's dark face became extremely terrifying, and he finally coughed.

"Immortal friend, you Kuang Yi disciple, cough, what are you good at?" Tianyun Dao people said with hypocritical concern.

"The memory hasn't awakened much, and the stick technique is also considered to be an entry," the old monk glanced at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How many gifts do you want to prepare?"

"Of course, but you have to be prepared......" Tianyun Dao Man's words were interrupted.

"That's great. ”

......

Outside the gourd temple.

Surrounded by green sea and mountains, there are patches of flat rivers under the mountains. In the east, as the sun rises, the fog becomes lighter and lighter, moving and flowing until it disappears.

"Hey, Kuangyi, this is my junior brother. Wu Mu greeted.

"In Xia Kuangyi, he is not a disciple of Buddhism," the thin bald young man said to Zu Qi with a smile, "As for Brother Wumu, he already knows. ”

"In Xia Zuyuan, I saw Brother Kuang Yi. Zu Ti said politely.

He had heard that all the reincarnated immortals looked very young, and he didn't know what was going on with this Kuangyi.

"Don't be so polite!" Wu Mu patted him on the shoulder and said, "I guess we will have the opportunity to meet in the future, we are still young now, and we have a long way to go to support each other." ”

"That's true, although I am a reincarnated immortal, my strength in my previous life was too strong," Kuang Yi nodded, "Now that my memory has only awakened a little, just the divine soul is still quite powerful." ”

"Yes. "Zu Ti really hopes that someone will practice with him, so that there will be a comparison object.

......

"It's hard to explain, but the evening is indeed a good time for cultivation!" a teenager's voice came from afar, "It's so cool." ”

"No, I think it's good to be early in the morning, think of the purple gas in the eastern sky. A young man's shout echoed through the mountains.

"Purple gas?"

"Oh, junior brother, don't listen to his nonsense, I have lived in this 100,000 mountain for more than ten years, and I have never seen it. ”

"Hey, I never lie!"

"Yes, the monks don't speak. ”

"Ha, my young brother, have you forgotten? He is not a monk. ”

"Ahem. "The people of Tianyun Dao came out with a black face.

"Master. Zu Ti looked at him worriedly, and Wu Mu also looked scared.

"It's okay, you go on, young man, you should be a little energetic," Tianyun Dao showed a smile that was so kind that the senior brothers were frightened, "You can't always be stuffy in the house, exercise more outside." ”

"Yes, master. Zu Li and the two blinked.

......

The 100,000 Mountains are indeed a good place to cultivate, demons and monsters emerge in an endless stream, and Zu Ti believes that he will be able to find many opponents in the future.

"To learn swordsmanship, you must endure hardships. ”

If there is no famous teacher to teach, how can Zu Ti stand out among the cultivators, he will naturally seize the opportunity to learn swords.

"All kinds of mysterious swordsmanship are nothing, because swordsmanship is used for people to practice, and the teaching of the teacher is important, because your swordsmanship has not been introduced at all. ”

"Since you have decided to cultivate candle fire, then you have to practice offensive swordsmanship and defensive swordsmanship!" Tianyun Dao people pointed to Zu Qi on the side, "You are a member of the Thunder Clan, and you will always come into contact with the techniques of thunder and lightning in the clan in the future, but most of them are bow and arrow techniques, and the master will first teach you the swordsmanship that he knows contains the true meaning of thunder and lightning." ”

"Yes. "Zu Ti is seriously practicing a swordsmanship.

"In addition, you have to learn to be flexible in your moves," Tianyun Daoren added, "There is no fixed routine. ”

"Whether it's a single sword or a double sword, all styles, agile or vicious, domineering or insidious, long sword or short soldier, you have to learn. ”

"In addition, the sword is not just for killing, if it is just for killing, it is enough to use a kitchen knife, so you also have to learn to dance the sword, if it looks good, I will let Monk Puzhi take a look." ”

"Apprentice, you first practice all kinds of swordsmanship to be smooth, and then master them one by one, practice first. In the future, I will take you to the immortal gates to compare and compare. ”

"In the end, eat, sleep, no matter where you go, every moment, you can't leave your sword. ”

"If you work hard, ten years, kendo is enough to get started!"

......

Since then, the only weapon Zu Ti has come into contact with is a sword, and he sweats like rain every day.

This is like some poor peasants planting rice and planting fields, planting a grain of millet in the spring and harvesting 10,000 seeds in the autumn.

Since then, Zu Ti has accompanied his elder brother to travel in the mountains and rivers, and he is leisurely and comfortable every day.

It's like planting crops that can't be planted day and night, and the morning is desolate, and the moon and lotus hoe return.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and the food in the world is as little as nine cents and as much as a thousand dollars. Zu Ti has now paid for this meal, and of course he decided to eat it well.

It's dusk in the cold winter, and the sky is full of snowflakes.

Under a thatched hut.

The hilts of the two swords were tightly gripped, but there was a soft sound, and the body technique was cast, and the swords danced lightly like falling leaves.

The dead leaves that fell from the treetops were blown by the wind, and the swept blades turned into powder, and the snow that melted into the trees shimmered with brilliant sword light.

Day after day, the air was cold, and the dying sunset imprinted a young man's gaze on the sword surface.

The shadow of the sword light flashed in the sky suddenly, and suddenly appeared around him, like a shadow.

A thunderous explosion came from the tip of the sword, and with a direct slap, the sky seemed to be about to shatter, and the wind and snow were quiet, startling a churning cloud wave.

The sword lit up, and a series of brilliance swirled in the sky, and the air suddenly became cold.

A little cold light and the sky changed, it was dim and dark, the sky was turning over the wind and breaking the clouds, and the three-foot green sword laughed at the wind and dust.

Snow fluttered densely in the sky, washing away the scars left by the battle on the sword. Walking like a dragon out of the water, it is the disappearance of evil, anger, and murderous aura.

The snowflakes that dodged left and right were chased and circled rapidly, but the ice lake opened, and the frost under the sword was bright.

The sword wind faced the oblique wind, becoming more and more fierce, and suddenly a pleasant sound was heard. The wind roared in the air, and the sound was terrible, mixing with the sound of footsteps on the snow into a strange sound.

A faint thunderbolt struck out from under the sword, and the white expanse trembled under the zigzag green blade. In all directions, there were snowflakes flying, and they were all cut by swords.

When he slashed into the sky, the clouds on the edge of the moon were like a veil of thin yarn, and the ground suddenly cracked. People and swords, leaning on the sky, and the snowflakes form a line, the snow melts, and a sword drips down.

It should be as the poem says, just like the rivers and seas condense the light.

An abrupt sound sounded on the snow.

"Good!"

......

Far away in Lingyuan County.

A group of six people came from afar to this ancient city that had been ravaged by civil strife and war, although they were immortals, but they also fell down and stepped on the streets that were still full of greenery, and walked step by step towards the flow of people.

These people are not here to go through the red dust.

On the dangerous building, a middle-aged man near the window glanced indifferently at the six people on the street, and saw that they were going to an ordinary mansion, so he withdrew his gaze, moved his chopsticks to pick up a piece of animal meat and chewed it.