Where am I?

Zhang Ziming only felt that he was wandering around aimlessly. And it was pitch black all around.

I don't know how long it took, a bright light appeared in front of him, and Zhang Ziming hurriedly drifted away in the direction of the bright light.

Suddenly, there was a strong stab. Zhang Ziming appeared outside a city wall.

"Kill!"

A sound of killing resounded through the heavens and the earth, gunsmoke everywhere, and sword light spread.

Everywhere Zhang Ziming went, the walls were ruined, the flags were half-folded, and he was powerless to swagger.

Zhang Ziming was frightened, watching the ten-zhang high city wall be easily destroyed by a tentacle like dirt.

Where the hell is this? Zhang Ziming wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Only listen to the voice of a woman throughout the heavens and the earth, which seems to carry supreme coercion.

"Traitor!"

Zhang Ziming ran along with the voice.

I saw a woman in white standing alone with a long sword in her hand under the golden dome.

Zhang Ziming took a closer look, his heart was shocked, and his mind was shocked.

The woman in white has no hands like snow, her skin is like clotted fat, and her long hair is like a waterfall. There were still drops of blood on her white shirt.

I saw the woman in white pointing her long sword at the sky, shouting, the long sword roaring, and a salvo of golden light, and there seemed to be a dragon-shaped creature faintly emerging behind her.

Suddenly, above the sky, the Dao runes burst out, and the aura of heaven and earth moved, and it actually evolved into a palm, and ten thousand rays of light flowed in the palm, which seemed to carry the order of heaven and earth, and shot straight towards the woman in white.

Suddenly, Zhang Ziming only felt that the white light flashed in front of him, and everything returned to nothingness.

When Zhang Ziming could see, he was already in a palace. Zhang Ziming realized that this should be some kind of illusion.

On the top of the palace, a man in black bent down and knelt with a sword, Zhang Ziming wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but he felt that there was a black fog around the man, and he couldn't see the figure clearly.

Turning his head, he saw the woman in white standing at the gate of the palace.

Zhang Ziming ran to the gate of the palace and looked around.

The original majestic city wall has been shattered, and only a few sections of the remnant wall are smoky, as if they are breathing as if they are breathing. And there is a long crack in the ground that stretches for hundreds of miles. There were ruined walls all around, but there was no sound, as if this was already a dead city.

The woman in white closed her eyes tightly, her face was sad, and her hand holding the sword trembled faintly, and the ruin of the city was reflected in the sword.

Zhang Ziming was about to open his mouth to comfort the woman in white, but he remembered that he was just a spectator, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

"After all, I'm a step too late. ”

The woman in white sighed, looked in Zhang Ziming's direction, Zhang Ziming only felt trembling, only to feel that the woman's eyes revealed endless sadness, and a sad and indignant breath gushed out in her chest, piercing the sea.

Suddenly, the woman in white let out a long laugh, crazy and abnormal, with a wave of the long sword, a drop of blood fell to the ground, and a white figure fell down the hundred-zhang palace.

Zhang Ziming was like being struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, and his heart was blank, only the white figure.

Suddenly, I felt that my blood was surging, blood spurted out, and I fell unconscious again.

For a long time, Zhang Ziming's fingers trembled slightly, and he seemed to feel a little dripping sound around him. When you open your eyes, there is a faint light illumination.

Suddenly, an old man's voice came.

"Hey, it's you, I thought it would be the young man in black. This fate is really elusive. Child, come forward and let the old man take a closer look. ”

Zhang Ziming hurriedly turned around, and saw a gray-robed and white-haired old man sitting on a rocky mountain.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed, and Zhang Ziming only felt that his whole body was being seen through.

The white-haired old man nodded: "The qualifications are not excellent, but they are not bad." If you can learn the old man's seven points, you will also be a helper. ”

Zhang Ziming touched his head, puzzled, and asked, "Old man, where is this?"

The white-haired old man crossed his legs and his long beard fluttered, "This is my illusion." Now, call me a master. ”

When Zhang Ziming listened to the story in the teahouse, he had long heard the story of an unborn master accepting him as an apprentice, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by himself. "Don't be kidding, old man. In terms of qualifications, the young master is much better than me, why would the old man accept me as a disciple?"

The white-haired old man pouted, I want to accept your young master as an apprentice, among these people, you have the worst qualifications, if you were not the first to get out of the illusion test, the old man would not have accepted you as an apprentice.

said with a smile: "Hahahaha, the secret of heaven must not be leaked." You quickly bow to the teacher. ”

Zhang Ziming was worried in his heart, this can't be a scam, and hurriedly asked, "If I apprentice to the master, what wish do I want to fulfill for the master?"

When the white-haired old man heard this, this kid was quite good. With a wave of his big hand, he raised his voice and said: "Kill the Xianmen and revive my dynasty!"

Zhang Ziming was stunned for a moment, his expression was shocked, "The predecessor is the person of the dynasty that has been shattered?"

"Exactly! If it weren't for the chaos of the Xianmen back then, intercepting the luck of our dynasty and killing the descendants of the royal family of our dynasty, how could the dynasty have declined!" said the white-haired old man with an excited expression.

"Fortunately, the remnants of all ethnic groups have made a great wish to revive the dynasty. In order to leave the torch, wait for the descendants of the dynasty. I recommended myself as the heir to the guard, and the twelve elders of each clan performed secret arts, and at the cost of their own cultivation, they extracted my soul, so that my soul could be preserved, just waiting for the return of the descendants of the dynasty!"

"I set up my own illusion world, and anyone who passes the illusion test can be accepted by me as an apprentice, learn what I have learned all my life, and serve my dynasty. When the white-haired old man said this, he was calm and relaxed, as if he had already decided in his heart that Zhang Ziming would be his teacher.

Zhang Ziming thought for a while, and then asked slowly, "I don't know, how many seniors have accepted as apprentices so far?"

"I haven't accepted an apprentice since I fell silent, and now you're my first apprentice!" the white-haired old man said with a long laugh.

“... Forgive the younger generation for not being able to obey the fate. You can't be your apprentice. Zhang Ziming said respectfully.

"What are you talking about!" the white-haired old man's eyes widened, as if he was doubting his ears.

"Do you know who I am? How mysterious is the exercises I teach? Hmph, I advise you to consider it carefully!" After speaking, he turned his head and did not look at Zhang Ziming.

Zhang Ziming said secretly, according to what this senior said, if he agrees, he will definitely be on the same page with the immortal sect in the future, so how can he enter the Lingyun Immortal Mountain to practice with the young master. Moreover, in the battle between the ancient dynasty and Xianmen, an unknown junior like me participated in it, and it was just like a fish and shrimp, slaughtered by others.

Zhang Ziming saluted the old man again and said, "Senior, I am just an ordinary rural person. This revival of the dynasty, I'm afraid, Zi Ming's strength is inadequate. ”

The white-haired old man turned around, pointed at Zhang Ziming, and shouted sharply, "When the dynasty was there, your ancestors were also the people of the dynasty. Now that the dynasty is weak, how can future generations stand idly by! It can be seen that the Xianmen is demagogic and makes future generations ignorant!"

"Let me ask you, do you think that the immortal sect exercises are mysterious, and you want to cultivate into an immortal and attain immortality?"

Zhang Ziming shook his head, all he wanted in his life was coarse tea and light rice, and a hot kang in a tiled house.

"Then do you think that the Xianmen is dominant now, and you are afraid of the Xianmen, and you dare not compete with it? Do you know that the rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband!"

Zhang Ziming shook his head again, and said with a straight face: "Senior, please listen to the junior." This dynasty has been in decline for three generations. Ziming only knows that although there is no royal family now, the wind and rain are smooth, and the people live in peace. I don't know if my predecessors have heard a sentence, Xing, the people are suffering, the people are suffering, the people are suffering! Ziming is a cloth cloth, and he is only willing to indulge in the mountains and rivers and recuperate in the fields. How is this dynasty, how is the immortal gate, what does it have to do with me!"

The white-haired old man was speechless for a while, pointed at Zhang Ziming, and trembled slightly. Then, pat your legs and look up to the sky and sigh.

"That's it, that's it. After all, it is a king and a loser, and the old man is ashamed of the first emperor of the dynasty and the relatives of the clans. ”

Zhang Ziming whispered: "Senior, I rushed in and disturbed the seniors, I don't know if the seniors can let my young master and the others get out of this illusion." ”

The white-haired old man's eyes were closed and he was silent.

Zhang Ziming saluted again, and did not make a sound. Wait for the white-haired old man to respond.

The white-haired old man glanced at Zhang Ziming, sighed, and vaguely revealed a hint of disappointment in his tone, and said slowly: "It's not necessarily impossible to let you out, it's just that the old man has a few things, and I want to ask you, little brother." ”

"Thank you, senior, please say. If he is within his ability, Ziming will not refuse. Zhang Ziming worshiped the white-haired old man deeply.

"Since you don't want to serve me and the dynasty, the old man is not strong. But you broke my illusion test, but the old man still followed his promise, but he couldn't teach you to practice the exercises. ”

"This codex is my life's work, from astronomy, down to geography, spiritual flowers and fairy grass, and secret treasures of strange beasts. If you have a heart, pass it on to future generations, and you will not waste the old man's years of hard work. ”

Zhang Ziming took the codex with a heavy expression.

The old man also had a reluctant request. My life's wish is to find a royal descendant. Although Xianmen slaughtered the descendants of the royal family at that time, there were still branches that existed. If the little brother can find a descendant for me and tell him about this place, the old man will be grateful. ”

Zhang Ziming spared his head, "Senior, it's just that this person is in a vast sea, how can I find it?"

"The descendants of the royal family have a unique mark on their bodies. If you hold this white jade, you will naturally have a feeling. ”

Zhang Ziming took the white jade and nodded.

The white-haired old man was pleased and said, "In this case, you can leave..."