Zhongnan Mountain, also known as Taiyi Mountain Lung Mountain, the pulse of Kunlun, the tail title of Songyue, Zhong Lingyuxiu, magnificent and wonderful, as the south screen of the capital, is the giant obstacle of Yongliang. Among them, the disc is far away, and the deep and deep valley cannot be explored.

Its terrain is precipitous, the road is rugged, the beautiful muscles are beautiful, the thousand peaks are blue, the deep valley is elegant, it is intoxicating, looking at it from afar, the mountain is full of clouds and mist all the year round, it is known as the reputation of "fairy capital", it is a rare first-class blessed land of Qing cultivation.

The world's Xuanmen Authentic Quanzhen Sect is located here, the head of the founding sect Wang Chongyang, the Taoist name Chongyangzi, is a unique martial arts wizard, with peerless talent, martial arts attainments are unfathomable, has reached the point of supernatural mastery.

The people of the rivers and lakes are called "Zhongshentong", and they are known as the five uniques in the world together with the East Evil Yellow Medicine Master, the West Poison, Ouyang Feng, the Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, and the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong.

His people are chivalrous and righteous, jealous and hateful, and they are broad-minded and magnificent, and they are respected by the world.

Two years ago, at the time of "Huashan on the Sword", he defeated the four uniques, won the title of "the world's first master" and the Taoist supreme martial arts book "Nine Yin True Scripture", and became the first of the five uniques, and the powerful martial arts.

In the second year of Jiatai, in late autumn, the bright moon was in the sky, the light was shining, and the eyebrows were appreciative.

The candles lit up the room.

On the first plate, he sat an old man, about forty or fifty years old, with a beautiful beard, big eyes, more than six feet long, burly and majestic.

There was a person on both sides, and the person on the left was not tall, wearing a cyan robe, with a baby face, and writhing uneasily from time to time. The one on the right is a little younger, about twenty years old, quite handsome, but his face is not very good, and he stands in a daze.

Three people bowed their heads, and seven knelt in a row, all seven of them bowed their heads, among them, six men and one woman, and the woman was at the end.

"How so? Which way of immortal Buddha did my Sikong Zhan offend and want to play me like this. ”

Sikong Zhan, that is, the young man in a daze on the right, was speechless, and there were almost 10,000 white and fat things rushing by in his heart.

Don't blame him for being like this, if you were anyone, I'm afraid you can't figure it out, don't mention that sense of grievance.

He only remembered that he was sleeping, and it was the kind that slept very soundly, and suddenly, as if he heard someone calling him, at first the voice was far away, intermittent, insignificant, and gradually closer and clearer.

When he heard the sentence clearly, 'Uncle, Master is invited.' Then he came to his senses.

When I woke up, I woke up, but I felt that my chest was tight and dizzy, and there seemed to be something in my body that was blocked together, well, like a warm gas, and the number was increasing, as if I was going to burst myself.

Sikong Zhan was woken up from his sleep, he was already in a bad mood, holding back a belly of fire, but now he was gambled like this, and he was even more angry, and said in his heart: "I don't let me sleep happily, I can't sleep well, and I feel uncomfortable." ”

As the saying goes: Clay figures still have three points of fire. Not to mention a dignified man.

He wanted to get dirty with his mouth, but he couldn't open his mouth, and he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids.

His body became more and more uncomfortable, he thought about that breath, plucked up all his strength, and vowed to break through the blockage.

Bang!

In an instant, Sikong Zhan seemed to hear the sound of the rolling river breaking through the embankment, and suddenly became happy, his chest was no longer tight, his head was no longer dizzy, and even his eyes could be opened.

But when I opened my eyes, I was dumbfounded.

Without waiting for him to think, his head couldn't help but hurt, like a pinprick, and then a large amount of unfamiliar information rushed into his mind, as if a long time had passed, in fact, he recovered in a few breaths.

Smack!

There was a knock on the door.

At the same time, an anxious voice came from outside: "Uncle, uncle, Master's deadline is approaching, please hurry over." ”

"I'm coming. Sikong Zhan sighed and replied.

The unfamiliar information that appeared in my mind was all the memories of the original body from childhood to adulthood, and the memories were relatively simple, mostly in the things of the Quanzhen Teachings.

Accepting the memory in its entirety, Sikong Zhan couldn't cry or laugh, he actually crossed in a daze, if it wasn't for the long-term bombardment of online novels, he wouldn't have been so calm, and he might have screamed.

He crossed over to the Quanzhen Sect and became the younger brother of Wang Chongyang and Zhou Botong. What's even more strange is that this original body is also called Sikong Zhan, is this the legendary "ape dung".

At the critical juncture when the original body was practicing, he suddenly heard Liu Chuxuan say that Wang Chongyang's limit was approaching, and he was in a state of confusion, and he went directly into the devil.

And he was recruited by Liu Chuxuan to "take advantage of the void", broke through the entrance by mistake, opened up the second pulse of Rendu in his body, and achieved the cycle of Xiao Zhoutian.

It can be said that he can cross, and Liu Chuxuan has at least "first credit".

The reason why the original body went into the devil was purely accidental, he had long known Wang Chongyang's physical condition, but he didn't want to be so coincidental, when he heard that his loved ones were going to die, he was uncertain and understandable.

And he himself is the unlucky guy, the innocent person who was implicated, who made himself Sikong Zhan, but he can't be the only one in the world who is called Sikong Zhan, right?

Regardless of this, he has been familiar with the novels of various families since he was a child, and although he grew up to be an online novel, he still remembers Jin Daxia's novels, especially the Condor Trilogy Tianlong and Xiaoao.

In the generation of the Quanzhen Sect, how can there be a third junior disciple Sikong Zhan.

Maybe this is a mutated and chaotic time and space, Sikong Zhan can only think of it.

Thinking wildly in his head, his movements are not slow, and he is the same as Zhou Botong in his memory, he is the descendant of the anti-Jin generals, because he has no other relatives, he is taken care of by Wang Chongyang, and his feelings are very deep.

It would be bad if he was negligent and aroused the suspicion of others.

Sikong Zhan followed Liu Chuxuan and soon came to Wang Chongyang's room.

"Wang Chongyang, Zhou Botong and Quan Zhen's seven sons. ”

Sikong Zhanqian is both familiar and unfamiliar, it would be a lie to say that he is not excited, after all, who has not dreamed of being a hero, and these people are the ones who are the eager.

Excitement is excitement, but he doesn't want to cross ah, although he was an orphan in his previous life, he may be self-reliant, and he has lived a very good life. If he suddenly came to this troubled world and lived a life of losing his head at any time, how could he be willing.

As a result, he is still struggling with it to this day.

From the time he left the room to get here, Sikong Zhan didn't stop pinching his thighs, his thighs were bruised, he didn't give up, he really wanted all this to be a dream, but the pain from his thighs kept him in despair.

"Maybe I woke up the wrong way, maybe when I woke up and opened my eyes, it wasn't my quaint room, but my comfortable bedroom. Sikong Zhan'an comforted himself.

In the room, the atmosphere of sadness was extremely oppressive.