Biluo Mountain is steep and densely covered with jungle.???

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?c?nThere are big trees, ancient trees reaching into the sky, branches and leaves clustered like a canopy, covering the sky.

At this time, probably in the afternoon, a few rays of sunlight struggled to shine through the gaps between the trees into the forest, making the forest seem a bit sultry.

"Damn it, Shi Boliang can really run away. How can anyone find him if he escapes into this deep mountain and old forest?"

"That's right, Biluo Mountain is so big, we have to find the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon!"

"What are you afraid of? It's not just the few of us who are searching. There are hundreds of people searching in a carpet-like manner. We will definitely find Shi Boliang in less than three days."

"You're right. That son of a bitch Shi Boliang is so hateful. We are suffering here in such a hot weather. Once we find him, not only will we take away his Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill, but I will also cut him into pieces!"

Groups of warriors in twos and threes were searching for traces of Shi Boliang in the mountains and forests.

Ye Xing was dressed in green clothes, carrying a package on his back and holding a Qingfeng sword in his hand, and was also searching for Shi Boliang's whereabouts.

It's just that there are many trees and leaves in the forest. It's really difficult to find a person in this huge mountain forest. However, even if you search aimlessly, it's better than waiting.

The entire main pass of Biluo Mountain has been sealed long ago, and many warriors are ambushing at the intersection. Shi Boliang is basically trapped in Biluo Mountain. The next thing is mainly a matter of search time, to see which warrior is lucky first

Find Shi Boliang and seize the Eight Treasures Xuanling Pill.

I kept searching like this, from afternoon to dusk, when the sun set in the west and the sky quickly darkened.

Darkness enveloped the entire Biluo Mountain.

"I have been looking for most of the day, but there is no news at all. If the Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill were not too precious and can greatly improve your cultivation, I really don't have the time to waste my time here! If there is a place to buy the Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill,

Just throw some money at it, it's so simple." Ye Xing shook his head, kicked off the ground, jumped up to a big tree.

The Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill is a rare and precious pill that rarely appears in the world. Of course, it is available in Yaowang Valley, but it is usually not sold at all. No one from the top forces rushes there

Medicine King Valley is running wild. Now that there is finally news about the Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill, Shi Boliang is not a master. Naturally, many warriors swarm in, wanting to snatch the Eight Treasures Mysterious Spirit Pill.

After searching for most of the day, it's now completely dark and it's really inconvenient to find someone. The efficiency is definitely very low in the dark.

It was late at night, and Ye Xing was tired now, so he flew forward and rested half against the tree.

I took out my phone and read a novel for a while, and suddenly felt a little sleepy. I immediately squinted my eyes to sleep, and soon fell into sleep.

The wind rustled the leaves.

That night, Ye Xing had a strange dream——

In the dream, he turned into a young man named Duguxing.

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"Axing, the magic sword is a sword that our Dugu family has passed down from generation to generation. You must keep it well. After you master the power of the magic sword, it will be the time when our Dugu family will truly rise. From now on, you have to take care of yourself. I'm sorry.

My child, I have to distract the enemies who are chasing me, and I can’t take care of you anymore..."

"Mom!!! Don't leave me. Ah Xing promises that you will practice hard and revitalize Demon Sword City to avenge your father. Don't leave Ah Xing, wuwu, don't leave Ah Xing!"

In the low woodshed, a few rays of sunlight in the early morning shine through the small wooden window on the bedside. A young man is lying on the wooden bed. At this moment, his forehead is covered with fine beads of sweat, and his brows are knitted together, as if he is doing a terrible thing.

It was a nightmare, with some vague sleep talk screaming in pain.

"Squeak!" The door of the firewood shed opened, and a fat little man walked in carrying a pile of firewood.

"Er fool, it's time to get up. It's almost time for morning exercise." Xiao Pangdun put down the firewood and walked to the wooden bed and patted the boy.

The boy woke up leisurely on the bed, stood up, took a breath, scratched his head, and said naively: "You fool, why did you get up to chop wood without asking me to get down? It will be much faster if we two chop wood together."

"Forget it, I'll just do the dirty talk about chopping firewood. Seeing as you have such a delicate skin and tender flesh, I'll spare you the trouble." Little Fatty waved his hand angrily.

The young man on the bed, also known as Erlunzi, looks handsome, with a smooth and fair face with sharp angles, a pair of sword-like eyebrows, a high nose, and beautiful lip shape, all of which exude nobility and coldness. If you wear that coarse cloth,

After changing into rich clothes, Yiran looked like a royal nobleman, with an exquisite black sword-shaped pendant hanging around his neck, which added a bit of nobility.

Such a handsome young man should be so handsome, but his eyes are dull and lifeless, without any sparkle.

Two years ago, Xiao Pangdun went into the mountains to cut firewood and found a young boy unconscious in the woods, dripping with blood, so he rescued him. When the young boy woke up, he could not remember anything and was so confused that even he was so demented.

He didn’t even know his name, so Xiao Pangdun named him Er Lunzi directly, and he himself was Big Lunzi.

Xiao Pangdun is an orphan. He has been self-reliant since he was a child and makes a living by going to the mountains to cut firewood. After two years of getting along, the two have become good buddies and have a deep relationship.

The cabin is located at the foot of Mingyang Mountain, which is the highest mountain within a radius of thousands of miles. The vegetation on the mountain is lush and dense, and there are birds and beasts flying from time to time, and tigers roaring. There is a sect on the mountain called Mingjian

Zong. Xiao Pangdun and Er Lengzi are both outer disciples of the Mingjian Sect.

As soon as it dawned in the morning, the two of them had to go up the mountain to cut firewood to make a living. After cutting firewood, they had to go to the Mingjian Sect to practice martial arts.

The Mingjian Sect is one of the five major sects within a radius of ten thousand miles. There are thousands of disciples in the sect, divided into inner disciples and outer disciples. The inner disciples are all innate realm, while the outer disciples are only warriors in the acquired realm.

Mingyangshan Mountain Road is paved with bluestones, and Mingjian Sect is located on Mingyangshan Mountain.

Every morning, all outer sect disciples have to practice on the mountain for two hours. The elders of the sect teach martial arts and swordsmanship. After that, they can practice and review their lessons on their own.

In the early morning, two figures ran along the mountain road towards the Mingjian Sect on the top of the mountain. It was Da Lengzi and Er Lengzi. Although the mountain road was steep and winding, they were both martial arts practitioners and possessed inner strength.

, he was sweating profusely even as he ran so fast. The big lunzi was the sixth level of acquired strength. As for the second lunzi’s strength, he himself didn’t know. His stern appearance turned into a daze due to amnesia.

"Second fool, what is your name? We have been together for more than two years, but I still don't know your name." Big fool panted slightly while climbing the mountain. In fact, he had asked similar questions many times.

, just out of curiosity, and on the other hand, I wanted to try to awaken Erluzi's memory, so I couldn't help but ask again.

"Name?" The Erlunzi boy asked in confusion: "Isn't my name just Erlunzi? You just called me Erlunzi and you asked me my name. Haha, Daluzi is so stupid." As he said that, he laughed loudly.

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The little fat man rolled his eyes speechlessly and said: "Second Lunzi, what I said is my real name, not an alias. Just like me, my alias is Big Lunzi, but my real name is Tang Dashan, which was given to me by my father when I was very young.

I chose it, so what, this name is very handsome." Tang Dashan stood up proudly, but his eyes dimmed again, and said to himself: "It's a pity that I was separated from my family when I was four years old. Fortunately, Uncle Han

Take me in, or I will starve to death."

While the little chubby Tang Dashan was mumbling to himself, he didn't notice that the idiot next to him was also mumbling to himself, and his expression became more and more anxious.

"Real name, yes, what is my real name, what is my surname, what is my first name, ah, why can't I remember it?" Er Lunzi covered his head with his hands, his handsome face was slightly distorted and painful, trying to remember, but

The more I think about it, the less I can remember it, and there is a sharp stabbing pain in my head.

"What is my real name? Who am I? Why don't I have any impression at all?" Erluzi's emotions fluctuated violently. Sometimes his eyes were extremely sharp and sharp; sometimes he was dull and confused, and he was dumbfounded.

"Men in black, many men in black with swords in their hands, who are they?" Several broken and blurry pictures flashed by, and the stupid boy tried desperately to recall, but the tingling feeling in his mind became stronger and stronger, and his hands

He clenched his fist and punched it repeatedly on the bluestone steps, making a "bang bang bang" sound. The fist became red and swollen due to the violent impact, and even blood spilled out and stained the bluestone floor.

"You idiot, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly, wake up. You are stupid, how can you hit the stone with your fist? This bluestone is much harder than ordinary stone, and it is easy to get injured." Little Fatty Tang Dashan suddenly panicked.

God, keep shaking Er Lengzi.

"Who am I? Who am I?"

"You are a fool, of course you are a fool. Stop quickly, your hands are bleeding. We have to go up the mountain quickly. Morning exercise will start soon. If we are late, we will be punished by the elders." The big fool said anxiously.

"Haha, look what these two fools are doing."

"You're so stupid, you actually hit the rocks with your hands."

At this time, many outer disciples from other towns and villages were already chatting and laughing as they headed up the mountain to the Ming Sword Sect.

The Ming Sword Sect's assessment for recruiting disciples is very loose. Whether they are children from wealthy families or ordinary families, as long as they have a certain talent for cultivation and perseverance and can pass the test, they can join the Ming Sword Sect to learn martial arts and swordsmanship. Dashan Xiaopundun and Erlunzi both fit this criteria.

With these two conditions, he joined the Ming Sword Sect.

The second idiot didn't seem to hear the big idiot's voice and kept banging on the bluestone. Sometimes he covered his head with his hands and slapped his head hard, trying to remind himself of something.

"You idiot, get up quickly. All the brothers and sisters have gone up. If we don't catch up, it will be too late." Little Fatty said anxiously: "The elder's punishment is very severe."

As he spoke, he pulled Er Lunzi hard, but what surprised him was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull Er Lunzi even a little bit.

"Er Lunzi, what is the sword-shaped pendant hanging around your neck?" Xiao Pangdun quickly changed the subject, trying to pull Er Lunzi out of the dead end.

Sure enough, when he heard about the sword-shaped pendant, Erlunzi stopped beating and subconsciously blurted out, "This is the magic sword! The most powerful sword in the world!" Then he touched the black sword-shaped pendant lovingly.

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Little Fatty naturally thought he was talking nonsense, maybe because of brain trauma. In the past two years, Erlunzi would get nervous every once in a while. Little Fatty was used to it. Seeing that his mood had calmed down, he immediately said: "

Erluzi, you finally woke up, let’s go to the sect quickly, otherwise it will be too late.”

Looking at the rising sun in the eastern sky, and then looking around, the second fool was obviously stunned, and said loudly: "Ah, it's so late, why are we still halfway up the mountain? Big fool, this speed is too slow.

." After saying that, he hurried towards the top of the mountain, completely forgetting what happened just now.

Little Fatty had a wry smile on his plump face, "It's not because of you, it seems like you're really going to be late this time." Thinking of the stern look in the eyes of the elder who was passing on the power, Little Fatty felt guilty and muttered.

, then followed him and ran towards the mountain with all his strength.

The two of them rushed up the bluestone steps, but they didn't notice at all that the bluestone that had been beaten by the fool just now was covered with fine cracks. The force alone could leave cracks on the bluestone.

Yes, not even the inner disciples can do it.

The top of Mingyang Mountain is broad and flat, with many palace buildings scattered on it in an orderly manner.

In the square, thousands of sect disciples were facing the rising sun, sitting cross-legged, their chests rising and falling slightly, and breathing slowly.

"In the morning, when the sun rises, all things are full of vitality. This is the best time to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and improve your internal strength. Remember, 'concentrate, keep your heart calm, and breathe naturally.'" An old man stood
To be continued...