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Chapter One

On this day, the summer solstice just passed and the weather gradually became hotter...

But in the Feilei Cave of Wuyi Mountain, there is still a normal coolness, and there is even a bit of heart-wrenching chill in the atmosphere.

The center of the flat hall is covered with scarlet carpets, and three night pearls as big as fists are embedded on the top of the cave, illuminating the entire cave.

Sitting north and south, on the three steps is a platform for placing the throne. At this moment, a middle-aged man in black clothes sat on the seat. He was tall and dark-faced, with a fierce hostility in his eyes, which made people look like he was not ordinary good.

On the left side of the man in black, a young man stood bent. He looked in his early twenties. Although he was not tall, he looked good, except that his eyes were black and there was a dark smile on the corners of his mouth, giving people the impression of a sinister villain.

In addition to these two people, there were more than a dozen people in the hall in the cave at this moment, all of whom were silent and did not dare to show up.

There was also a woman in green lying on the ground. Next to this woman, another boy was already unconscious and fell to the ground like a dead person...

"Master, this thing that is crawling inside and outside actually colluded with outsiders to steal your "Nine-Son Mother Ghost Sword"! It's not a pity to die. Why are you hesitating? Just kill the account." The young man next to the middle-aged man in black looked sinister and fell into a trap. He was very cruel. But then his eyes fell on the woman, but his tone suddenly changed and became softer. He asked in a low voice: "What else is there to do with this person? She is also a person from the God and Demon Cave. If she kills her, it's not appropriate."

The woman in green shivered when she heard her mention her, and seemed to be extremely afraid. But if someone leaned down at this time and saw her expression, it would not be difficult to find that there was no worry in her eyes, but with a little pleasure in the conspiracy. And while the young man's words were gone, he brewed his emotions and asked, "Senior Brother Long, my sister has already known her mistake. My sister was also confused by the lard. She believed in the bewitching of the traitor, and she would have become greedy. She shouldn't have hit her brother's sword. My sister is now regretful. Please forgive me for the sake of the God Lord!"

While speaking, the woman did not forget her true nature and threw an extremely charming look. I am afraid that the man in black above would not worry about the fact that there were too many people, she would just take off her clothes and go to the pillow.

The man in black had a flash of light, but he was not unwilling to accept the slap. He just felt fear in his heart and snorted: "Okay, don't pose. You are the God Lord, and I will not touch you. But today I will report to the God Lord today. I have no right to ask what the God Lord does then. You go!"

"Oh! Thank you for forgiveness, that little sister is going to take the lead!" The woman smiled sweetly, as if she was fearless, and was not worried about the punishment of the "God" and then left slowly. At this moment, the man who was unconscious in the coma also woke up quietly...

The ears roared, the figures in front of me were shaking, and countless messy scenes flashed, as if they were showing ancient slides.

Meng Qiu didn't know what was going on with him, but he felt dizzy and weak, as if he had just had a serious illness. After a while, he finally saw what was in front of him. Everything before he disappeared. Instead, he was replaced by a cave. A man in black sat on the platform in front. There were about a dozen people on the left and right sides, wearing ancient costumes. Looking at his expression, he seemed not to be acting.

At this moment, a sudden burst of footsteps came from outside, followed by a tall and powerful man, holding a man in his hand, and walked in big strode. He got closer and threw the man in his hand, and said in a muffled voice: "Master, I'll bring you back this food that is crawling inside and outside!"

At the same time, the person who was thrown on the ground groaned and fell heavily, but he ignored it. He quickly struggled, knelt down for two steps, begging: "Master! Master! The disciple should die, not be obsessed with profit, and attempted to steal the master's immortal sword. The disciple already knew that he was wrong. Master, please spare your life! Master, please spare your life!"

"Hmph! Do you know who I hate the most? Back then, my master stole the treasure Taiyi Five Smoke Luo, because Zhu Hong was crawling inside and outside, causing him to have no protection and die under the Emei Sword. Now you actually use this trick on me, and you still want me to forgive me? Do you think it is possible?"

The man in black on the seat was immediately furious, frowned, and was murderous, but without waiting for the man to talk more nonsense, he raised his hand...

Suddenly, the black light moved and fired out of his palm. Just as he left his hand, it turned into a ball of black gas, condensed into the shape of a skull, and it hurried over. The man was covered by the black gas without waiting to beg for mercy. He let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

All this happened very quickly. Meng Qiu had just come to his senses and before he could react, the man was dead.

Immediately afterwards, the man in black who killed someone had already fallen on him: "My evil! You have followed me at the age of seven. Now I have been ten years old. I asked myself, I have not treated you badly. I didn't expect you to betray me and steal my Nine-Son Mother's Ghost Sword to offer it to the White Bone God?"

Meng Qiu suddenly felt excited and was stared at by the man in black. It felt like a rat staring at by a cat...

At the same time, many memories that should not belong to him emerged from his mind. This person is also called Meng Qiu. He is just eighteen years old this year. He is the second disciple of Long Fei, the seven-handed Yaksha Long Fei, who has been practicing qi ten years ago. Since he started out ten years ago, he has achieved success in practicing qi and can control the flying sword. He is a relatively outstanding figure under Long Fei's sect, except for his eldest disciple Liu Zongqian.

This seven-handed Yaksha Long Fei is now under the sect of the White Bone God and Demon Cave in Lushan, but his origin was even greater. He was the disciple of the Wutai Sect's Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch. Later, when Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch was injured and siege by the powerful enemy, his troops were killed. The huge Wutai Sect also fell apart. Then he turned to the White Bone God and practiced the Taoist techniques hard, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.

"What's going on? What's the seven-handed Yaksha Dragon Flying? What's the White Bone God? Did I travel through time?" Meng Qiu's mind was in chaos. The scene in front of him and the memories in his mind clearly told him that now he was no longer the original Meng Qiu, but had become another person and came to another world...

"Taiyi Hunyuan Patriarch!" After the initial chaos, Meng Qiu gradually regained his mind and suddenly realized that in his memory, those names of people, place names, and some famous events that appeared were actually familiar...

"Could..." He was still unable to be sure, but he had already guessed: "Did I travel to the world of Shushan?"
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