The dramatic changes outside Yindu City finally disappeared. This night was thrilling and shocked countless people. After they dispersed one after another, they each returned to the inn to reflect.
The Holy Land Martial Arts Competition is coming soon, and the dragons and tigers from all over the mainland will shine brightly.
In the mountain forest, a man wearing a blue robe was staring coldly at Yindu City in front of him, his eyes were extremely clear, and occasionally there was a sharp light.
This sharp light seemed to be innate to him, and it also seemed like the body's instinctive record and testimony of the previous bloody storms.
Unarmed, he walked forward step by step. He didn't know who he was, he only knew that his name was Wuming.
He has a basic understanding of life and the world. Of course he knows that being nameless means having no name. Of course he knows that his memory is blank.
He must have experienced something, and his basic wisdom told him that he must have experienced something, which led to the loss of all memories.
He didn't know how to get it back. There seemed to be a kind of sadness lingering in his heart, which made him seem to have no interest in this world.
Ahead was a lonely land. The exposed soil exuded a stale smell and was filled with potholes and water.
He continued to walk forward with bare feet, without any hesitation, but for some reason, as soon as he stepped down, an energy that came out of nowhere supported his body.
As if walking on a smooth road, the heaven and earth support him in walking. He frowned, feeling strange, but also feeling normal.
With every step he took, an invisible force surged out from under the earth, supporting his body's movements.
There was no trace on the snow, and everything went as it should. Between heaven and earth, invisible forces seemed to welcome him and surround him. Mysterious rules suddenly appeared under his feet, outlined like lines, covering the earth.
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As he walked, he didn't know that a woman in white in the distance was already stunned.
"This... this is... such a terrifying realization of the great road..."
Ning Buhui held the long sword, his eyes widened, and looked at the figure in front of him. He turned pale with fright and said: "This martial arts competition in the Holy Land is too scary! I originally thought that I could be at least in the top ten, but now I am completely touched."
Not allowed anymore.”
At this point, she couldn't help but sigh, shook her head and said: "There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the world, but my father will never deceive me."
She looked at Gu Que from a distance and followed him step by step.
This man looks ordinary, wearing a Taoist robe, walking barefoot, with a calm expression, as if he has entered the Taoism, and has nothing to do with this mortal world.
She was curious, she wanted to know if this person was going to participate in a martial arts competition in the Holy Land.
But soon, her brows were already furrowed, and she squinted her eyes and said, "He has no vitality... Strange, why does he have no vitality? Could it be that his realm is too high for me to see?"
She gritted her teeth and finally did not dare to talk to Gu Que, but just followed quietly.
At sunrise, the sky is picturesque.
Sunset and dusk splash ink like blood.
The situation has changed, a few days have passed, the distance to Yindu is not close, and Gu Que is not walking very fast.
After traveling for several days, he did not eat, drink, speak, or stop. Ning Buhui became more curious and reached the realm of life and death. He could breathe wind and drink dew, not eat grains, and nourish his body with vitality. But this man obviously did not
Yuan Qi, how did he do it?
The Holy Land Martial Arts Competition was about to begin, and the two of them finally arrived in front of the Yin Capital Tower.
The magnificent city tower is like a long dragon stretching across the land, completely blocking the way forward.
It is tens of feet high and stretches endlessly. You can see the world from above and the people below. It is towering and sharp, ancient and desolate, and majestic.
During the martial arts competition in the Holy Land, the influx of people increased suddenly, and the security in Yindu was much tighter than usual.
Gu Que suddenly stopped.
He didn't know why he stopped. He always felt that this scene was very familiar.
He looked up to see the tall towers in front of him, and then turned to look at the lonely wilderness behind him, with the bleak autumn wind, fluttering leaves, and the blood-red sunset. The beauty was extremely heavy.
Yes, this picture is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.
He couldn't help but shrugged, and found that there was no feeling of heaviness on his shoulders. Instead, he felt a little strange. He always felt that there should be something on his shoulders, and that something was very heavy.
But forgot.
He knew that he must have forgotten many things.
Walking towards the city gate step by step, the noisy sound in the city has already been heard, loud shouts accompanied by laughter, and the Holy Land martial arts competition has begun.
"Please show your customs clearance documents and household registration certificate!"
The guard said this coldly, and Gu Que was stunned. Of course he knew what these two things meant, but he couldn't remember that he had ever had one.
I can’t remember anything that happened in the past, and the intersection between the world and myself is no longer there.
"I am from Beicheng, the capital of China, and my surname is Ning."
A cold voice came out, and a delicate hand took out what Gu Que needed. He looked to the right and saw that it was a woman, a very beautiful woman.
Her face was slightly red, she was looking at herself quietly, and then smiled slightly.
There was no expression on Gu Que's face. He always felt that he should have an expression at this time, either happy or expressing gratitude, but he couldn't.
He just nodded slightly, did not speak, but strode forward.
Ning Buhui frowned and quickly followed, "Hey!"
Gu Que's body suddenly froze.
"What's your name? Where are you from?"
Ning Buhui asked this question, but Gu Que just smiled and said: "Unnamed."
"nameless?"
Ning Buhui felt a little uncomfortable. His attitude was already very low, and he even helped him pass the city gate. As for being so cold and cold, he didn't even want to say his name?
She looked at Gu Que and saw a pair of clear eyes.
These eyes don't lie.
She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Are you here to participate in the Holy Land martial arts competition?"
Gu Que shook his head and said, "No."
Ning Buhui was quite surprised and said, "Then what are you here for?"
Gu Que said: "I don't know, just take a walk."
So he left, and soon arrived in front of the Yindu Palace. There were hundreds of large martial arts arenas where strong men were fighting to decide the winner.
The vitality was everywhere, loud shouts were heard, and there was a sea of people all around. The sound was like a thunderous wave sweeping over, deafening.
There were many onlookers, and naturally there were also many contestants. One person was defeated, and another rushed forward.
These are all passionate young people of a high-spirited age.
Gu Que subconsciously looked at himself. He was also in his early twenties. Why didn't he feel young?
On the high platform in the distance, there are ethereal figures standing one after another, each of them is majestic and different in its own way.
They should be emperors of various dynasties, but why don't I feel any respect for them?
Ning Buhui said: "The Emperor of Dongzhou has won the hegemony, the Chu'a of Xuanzhou, the Emperor of Dizhou Yin Zixiu, as well as the envoys from Huangzhou, the first-class loyal and brave military princes, the golden sword consort Lengque, and the foreign minister of China are also here.
The Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Demon Realm is also here. All the major holy mountains have gathered together. This time, even the Eternal Holy Mountain has sent people over..."
Speaking of this, she looked at Gu Que and said: "This time there is a lot of competition in the Holy Land Martial Arts Competition. In addition to the six holy mountains, there are also people from Taichu Island, Suiyu Island and Yuanyuan Island. Look, over there is Yuanyuan Island."
The current island owner is Tang Yiyong.”
Gu Que followed her gaze and immediately saw a strong man three feet tall, with bulging muscles, violent momentum, and pressure like a huge mountain.
This person is very familiar.
He frowned, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before.
"good!"
A loud shout suddenly came, shocking the whole world, and immediately set off a violent wave. People everywhere roared loudly, looking towards the front with flushed faces.
On the arena in front, a young man fell to the ground, while another strong man stood proudly, looking coldly in all directions, accepting everyone's cheers.
Ning Buhui couldn't help but said excitedly: "Look, look, that's the young island master of Taichu Island, Ji Wuzhe. It is said that he is only nineteen years old, but he is still a strong man in the realm of reincarnation."
Gu Que glanced at him and suddenly said: "But he cheated."
"What? He cheated?"
Ning Buhui screamed in surprise. Her voice was not quiet. People around her quickly looked over. For a moment, the entire place seemed to be quiet.
The atmosphere froze. Ji Wuzhe suddenly turned around and looked this way, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said sternly: "Who is it?"
Everyone couldn't help but retreat because the killing intent in him was so shocking.
He said coldly: "I, Ji Wuzhe, represent the dignity of Taichu Island. I came here to participate in the Holy Land Martial Arts Competition and defeated my opponents, but I was framed for cheating! How could I, Ji Wuzhe, cheat under the eyes of all the emperors?"
Ning Buhui swallowed his saliva and murmured: "I seem to have gotten into trouble."
Gu Que frowned and said, "But he was cheating in the first place!"
Hearing these words, Ji Wuzhe's expression changed and he said solemnly: "Boy, who are you? How dare you spit blood here!"
Looking at Gu Que, hundreds of thousands of onlookers were surrounding him, and even the emperors from various dynasties couldn't help but look over.
Endless pressure hit, and Ning Buhui had difficulty breathing, but Gu Que shook his head and said: "I didn't spit blood on anyone."
"No?"
Ji Wuzhe said coldly: "Then why do you think I cheated? I, Ji Wuzhe, am open and honest, and I have a sense of proportion in my martial arts competition. You should speak clearly in front of the world's heroes, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."
"That's right! We all watched Young Master Ji's competition. It was an obvious suppression of vitality, high martial arts, correct methods, no magic weapon, and nothing wrong with it."
"Where does this wild Taoist priest dare to question the fairness of the martial arts competition in the Holy Land!"
Gu Que didn't feel scared, nor did he frown. He just said lightly: "Three golden needles were inserted into his Dantian, which helped the growth of his vitality. It is a forbidden technique that overdrafts vitality. It can greatly increase the vitality in a short period of time."
Increase human strength."
Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, and everyone quickly looked at Ji Wuzhe.
The emperors looked at each other and frowned, because they did not notice the cheating. This man did not have any treasures on him.
Moreover, three golden needles were inserted into the Dantian. How did this person know? Could it be that he had clairvoyance?
Ji Wuzhe was also in a panic at this moment. These three golden needles concealed the secret of heaven. Logically speaking, no one among heaven and man could see it. How could this person be so sure?
Killing intent flashed through his heart, and he forced himself to calm down, and couldn't help but sternly said: "It's nonsense and malicious slander. Do you think I, Ji Wuzhe, am so easy to bully? If I don't kill you today, how can you protect my dignity as a warrior?"
As he spoke, he stabbed Gu Que directly with his sword without hesitation.
As soon as the sword came out, the black and yellow color changed, and the terrifying sword intention pierced the air, even the void shook.
Everyone screamed in surprise, as if they didn't expect Ji Wuzhe to attack directly, and everyone was so frightened that they backed away.
"No! Don't hurt anyone in the ring!"
A loud shout was heard, and the referee in the ring roared in shock, but things happened so unexpectedly that no one had time to take action.
The sword was shining brightly, and Gu Que's brows were still furrowed. For some reason, he always felt that this sword was weak.
He didn't speak, just shook his head slowly.
And just when everyone thought that a living life was about to be cut off by the sword, the sword light in the void suddenly annihilated as if it was affected by an invisible force!
It disappeared out of thin air and disappeared completely. Everyone's eyes widened and they were already dumbfounded.
But Gu Que was calm in front of him, as if everything should be like this.
The emperors were startled, looked at each other, and flew over without hesitation.