"Boom~" A thunderous sound that resounded through the sky spread out from the dark clouds in the sky, and a golden thunder came out of the dark clouds and bombarded Zhu Wuzhen, who was standing in the middle of the street with a frightened face.

Li Ge, who was holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, spat out two mouthfuls of blood in succession, and the blood flowing from his eyes, nose, and ears had completely covered his handsome face at this time.

The thunder fell, slashing at Zhu Wuzhen, who was fat and didn't have time to dodge, and he let out a scream of "ah~", like killing a pig. The fat body shook violently, and transformed into a black boar with black hair and two long fangs, the size of a domestic dog.

"Today I will punish you. Li Ge looked at the black pig lying on the street in a frantic tone and said coldly, driven by his will, he raised his right hand to pinch the trick, exhausted the last trace of strength in his body, and led down the second heavenly thunder.

"Boom~" The thunder that resounded through the world was heard in the degree, and when the thunder came out of the dark clouds, another "boom~" earth-shattering thunder sounded. The two heavenly thunderbolts collided with each other, and finally, disappeared under the dark clouds.

"Enough kid~ Since Wuzhen has been seriously injured by you, you can stop it. After the collision of the two thunderbolts stopped, the white-haired old man in the mulberry forest had already walked into the middle of the street at some point. He looked down at the black pig lying on the ground and was dying, and bent down to hold it in his arms.

"...... you" Li Ge looked at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared in front of him with an unwilling face, and after spitting out a word, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell back a few steps and collapsed to the ground.

"Child, you are the apprentice of the immortal junior brother, right?" the old man stroked the black pig in his arms, and walked over to Li Ge's side and asked.

"Who are you?" Li Ge, who had his eyes slightly open, looked at the old man, his mouth moved lightly, and he spat out lightly like a gossamer. I saw that the old man standing next to him was wearing a black robe, and the whole person looked extremely thin.

"You can call me Uncle by seniority. The black-robed old man took out a pill from his waist and stuffed it into Li Ge's mouth, got up and sighed, "That's it, since you are a disciple of the Buyi Sect, I don't care about the five true things with you, you lack spiritual power to forcibly cast a spell, I feed you a pill, it can be regarded as worthy of Master Qingxuan, as for whether the pill is useful to you, it depends on your creation." ”

At the entrance of the pill, as the saliva melted, Li Ge, who was lying on the ground at this time, was no longer able to swallow it, and the dissolved pill liquid flowed down the corner of his mouth into the ground. He looked at the black pig in the old man's arms with his eyes slightly open, and after a while, he closed it unwillingly.

"Bah~" The old man sighed, stretched out his hand and stroked the dying black pig in his arms, walked to the side of the house and looked at Jingchen and Wu Youqiu, who had passed out in a coma, and then the figure went into the mulberry forest.

Not long after, the huge pig Wuzhen walked out of the mulberry forest this time, he glanced at Li Ge who was lying quietly on the side of the street with a slight smile on his face, and carried it on his shoulder. Then he grabbed Jingchen and Wu Youqiu, and walked out of the mountain with the three people in a coma.

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After falling into a coma, Li Ge had a dream, a dream without memory, in which he had no perception and no memory.

On a green grassy plain, a handsome young man dressed in white moved his body in confusion. Looking down, the green lawn looks like a green ocean, and the young man in white looks like a fish swimming in the sea.

There is no wind on the lawn, no sun, moon and stars, and no black and white. The young man walked alone in the hazy green sea, like a confused wandering spirit, but his steps never stopped for a moment. He didn't know how long he had walked, about three days, or five days, when he finally saw the end of the green plain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a big river flowing quietly at the end of the green lawn, and the water in the river is pure black, like ink, without the slightest ripple. The young man stood by the Heishui River and looked at the river with his eyes confused, and at a glance, he couldn't see the other side of the river. It was a long time before he moved his legs and walked towards the end of the river.

This walk was a long time, and the young man did not feel tired in his body, and there was no trace of hunger in his belly, until a boulder appeared in front of him, and he stopped for the second time.

The boulder stands by the river, at a glance, Mo is about ten zhang high, and the stone is engraved with three big characters of 'Sansheng Stone'. The young man looked at the boulder blankly, and muttered unconsciously in his mouth, "The yin and yang in front of the Sansheng Stone are separated, and the water of the Lechuan River is sad." The cycle of life and death is helpless, and the yellow springs on the other side are full of flowers. ”

The young man stood beside the boulder and recited the poem several times. After a long time, he went around to the side of the boulder, only to find that in the distance behind the stone, there was a faint bridge, which was winding on the long black river.

Seeing the bridge, the young man walked along the river towards the bridge. When he reached a short distance from the bridge, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a person sitting cross-legged on the side of the bridge, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

After getting closer, the young man realized that the man by the bridge was an old man with crane hair. He sat cross-legged in front of a small stone tablet, his eyes closed, and on the left side of his face, a large mole.

The moment he saw the old man with crane hair, tears appeared in the young man's eyes, and he could feel a familiar sense of intimacy and dependence on the person in front of him, but there was no memory of the old man in his mind. After slowly moving to about five feet away from the old man, the young man stopped and knelt on the ground unconsciously.

The old man by the stele opened his eyes and glanced at the young man, sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes at this time.

"Old man, dare to ask me where I am?" the young man saw the old man's actions, raised his sleeve and wiped his tears.

"Do you know who you are, and who am I?" the old man did not answer the young man's words, but got up and walked to the stone tablet. Immediately, the stone tablet blocked by him was revealed, and the words 'Nai He Bridge' were engraved on the tablet.

"Who are you, who am I?" the young man muttered to himself, but there was no answer in his head. Eventually, he shook his head helplessly, "I don't know." ”

"You unfilial stupid thing, you don't even know Lao Tzu. When the old man heard the young man's reply, he rebuked him lovingly, and then walked up to the latter and lifted him up from the ground.

"Old man, do I know you?" After being helped up by the old man, the young man, driven by instinct, hugged the old man's arm tightly, and was unwilling to let go for a moment.

"Stupid thing, let go. The old man withdrew his hand, flicked a finger on the young man's head, and let out a long sigh from his mouth. Then he stretched out his hand and led the young man and walked towards the green plain.

For the old man's sudden finger slap, the young man experienced a sense of familiarity at this time. He didn't care, nor did he hold a grudge, but let the old man lead him and walked towards the green plain in the distance.