Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

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Shen Mo fell into a coma, and Qiankun Tu experienced astonishing turbulence during this battle.The voice of the devil and Buddha hidden in the Qiankun map echoes in the fantasy world.

The black lotus that devoured the golden lotus completely enveloped Shen Mo and Shen Wuxin.

Shen Wuxin felt the dark magic from the black lotus around her, her body swayed slightly, and disappeared, leaving only a simple mirror.

And the Nantianmen, where the heaven and the earth communicate in the illusion, unexpectedly rushed out of an indescribable river.

As if time is generally turbulent.

Surprising changes have taken place in the fantasy world of Qiankun Tu.

An inexplicable time surged in the fantasy world.

Xuangui Dashan transformed by Wuhuang suppressed Jinwu.

The remaining few great monsters and elders of the great faction were washed away by the river of time, and they didn't know where to go.Shen Wuxin turned into a quaint bronze mirror to accompany Shen Mo.

Yan Bingyun and Jing Zhe looked at each other in blank dismay, there was also the water of time surging between them, and the surrounding scenery was undergoing changes in the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Every year is dry and prosperous.

It seems that the evolution of the vicissitudes of life has been accelerated by an unknown number of times in an instant.

Shen Mo fell into a coma, completely ignorant of all this.

But the three magic weapons of Chai Knife, Tian Sin, and Amaterasu are still by his side, and Hei Lian surrounds Shen Mo like a big black cocoon.

Shen Mo's own delusions and past memories merged into the big black cocoon, and the golden color of the golden lotus surged in the big black cocoon.

To be exact, the big black cocoon gradually turned into a golden cocoon with scarlet in the black.

The river of time washes away the giant cocoon.

The giant cocoon absorbs water like a sponge, constantly expands, and deeply combines with the near-shattered fantasy world.

Those rivers of time combined with the delusions and memories in the giant cocoon, time finally solidified and had a foothold.

Gradually, the entire fantasy world was wrapped in a giant cocoon.

The time in the fantasy world was imprinted by Shen Mo's memory, going backwards, and suddenly stopped at a certain point in time.

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After experiencing the darkness for an unknown amount of time, Shen Mo opened his eyes.

A bronze mirror was placed in front of him. The surface of the bronze mirror was very dim, but when Shen Mo's gaze shone over, the dim mirror body became as clear as clear water.

A very familiar face appeared in the mirror, it was not himself, but Shen Wuxin.

Shen Mo felt a burst of horror, but his face was still calm.

Could it be that he became Shen Wuxin?
What happened in the end?

Is there something wrong with the pill Shen Wuxin fed him?
For a moment, Shen Mo felt turbulent waves, and then touched his lower body.

Touched the chest again?
(●￣()￣●)!

There is neither a piece of meat missing, nor two pieces of meat added.

In the mirror body, Shen Wuxin, whose expression was as calm and indifferent as Shen Mo's, chuckled.

O(∩_∩)O haha~!

When Shen Mo saw Shen Wuxin's familiar smile, he knew that he had been tricked by this woman.

He said angrily, "Why did you get into this mirror?"

Shen Wuxin: "It's not because of you. I woke up a little earlier than you and used the ability of the mirror to realize how absurd the outside world is. Do you know what time it is?"

"When?"

"Eight years ago."

Shen Mo was slightly startled, "16 years ago?"

Shen Wuxin: "I guess this is your problem. I don't know why, anyway, I went back to 16 years ago with you. But this may be a world evolved based on your memories and delusions, not the real past. Anyway, you Gotta get me out, or I'll be stuck in the mirror."

Shen Mo: "You mean you can't get out of the mirror?"

Shen Wuxin: "That's right, I'm suppressed by a strange force of rules, and I can't get out for the time being."

Shen Mo tried to communicate with Qiankuntu, but the strange thing was that although he and Qiankuntu still had feelings and connections, they couldn't have any influence on it.

If now is 16 years ago.

He remembered that it was that year that he went down to Laoshan Mountain and started his undercover career in the Nether Sect.

At the same time, it also opened the road of crowning the capital.

A generation of legendary talents is about to be born.

Shen Mo still trusts the ability of Shen Wuxin's mirror. Since the information she collected through the mirror says that it is 16 years ago, it must be true.

16 years ago was a turning point in his life.

His master asked him if he would like to practice Taoism or seek longevity.

Of course, Shen Mo asked if he could have both.

Changqingzi said no, so he chose Changsheng.

This year, he was already eighteen, and on the Laoshan Mountain, in front of Chang Qingzi, he stood like a minion!
Changqingzi said that if he wanted to live forever, he had to go undercover to the Nether Sect. Anyway, he was fooled and asked him to learn the hell way of Abi.

This is a road of no return.

"Little Martial Uncle, Master has something to look for you."

Shen Mo heard Su Zimo's familiar voice, this year's Zimo's voice is still very immature.

The old man is still alive.

Shen Mo felt that his own cultivation was indeed in the state of 16 years ago.But his state and knowledge are far from what they were 16 years ago.

As long as the cultivation resources are sufficient, it can be restored to the half-step heaven and man realm in three to five years.

And this time, he can use his skills to re-cultivate the Nine Realms of Cultivation, after all, Shen Mo has not yet cultivated God.

In this way, he can even make up for the last trace of shortcomings that were not shortcomings before heaven and man.

When Shen Mo thought of this, he seemed to realize something.

"I'm going to shut down!"

But before that, Shen Mo would of course have to meet the old man.He followed Su Zimo to the place where the old man retreated.

Standing in front of the old man, Shen Mo still looked like a minion, but his realm and knowledge made him no longer completely blind to the old man's cultivation as before.

"So it's about the same as me."

Shen Mo now finds out that the unfathomable old man is only a half-step heavenly man.

In the past, mountains were not mountains, and water was not water.

Now look at mountains as mountains, see water as water.

The old man may not be smarter than him.

Shen Mo's deep eyes met the old man.

Then there was a knock on the forehead.

back to reality.

"What's the matter with you kid, you are so rude to your master today. Hey, no. Your eyes seem to be a little bit wise."

Shen Mo touched his forehead, suddenly a little kind.

He is not masochistic.

Whether the present is the real past or the illusory past, this knock from the old man feels very real.

It's touching.

Shen Mo's eyes were a little moist unconsciously.

Wait another three to five years, the old man will not die, and then he will commit the next crime.

Oh no.

He wants to discuss the Tao with the old man and let him understand what is the authentic practice and the way of longevity!

He didn't have this opportunity before.

Now he wants to tell the old man that he is not Changqingzi's apprentice, but Changqingzi is Shen Mo's master.that is it.

"Master, I dreamed that I was a celestial being in my previous life. Believe it or not." Shen Mo looked enigmatic.

Changqingzi: "I believe... there is something wrong with your head."

Shen Mo: "Do you want to ask me to cultivate Taoism or seek longevity?"

Chang Qingzi looked shocked, "Didn't I just ask you yesterday? Shen Mo, are you insane, and there is really something wrong with your brain?"

Chang Qingzi held his hands behind his back, resolutely forgetting the fact that he knocked on Shen Mo's forehead just now.

He didn't even use [-]% of his strength. There was something wrong with the little apprentice's mind, and it had absolutely nothing to do with what he just did.

But having said that, his [-]% strength is not small, it is very scary.

But he definitely didn't try very hard.

It's not like he didn't realize that his skill has increased so much recently?
impossible!
There must be something wrong with the apprentice's practice.

He reached out to grab Shen Mo's wrist and feel his pulse.

In the past, he grabbed it without any disadvantages, but this time it was a little bit off. Fortunately, Chang Qingzi responded very quickly, so Shen Mo still grabbed it by his wrist.

Changqingzi was slightly surprised.

But seeing that Shen Mo's pulse was calm, there was no problem at all.

"Master, I'm fine." Shen Mo was speechless, he thought that today was the day when Chang Qingzi asked him whether he wanted to practice Taoism or seek longevity.

Didn't this come out before?

Could it be that the world just added another scene to the old man.

"Master, I regret it. I won't go down the mountain, I want to practice Taoism. I want to retreat in Laoshan." How could Shen Mo admit his previous account.

A manly man, even if he spits a nail, is it possible that Shen Mo still can't eat a nail?
Seeing that Shen Mo was acting like a rascal, Chang Qingzi heaved a sigh of relief, "It seems that the brain is not completely broken, these words are like your style."

Shen Mo: "..."

Was he like this before?
Shen Mo didn't seem to remember at all.

Anyway, the result was that Chang Qingzi punished Shen Mo for changing his mind, that is, he sacrificed his life on the cliff and retreated to contemplate his mistakes.

Those who sacrifice their lives seek the way.

Sheshen Cliff is a high cliff hanging on Laoshan Mountain alone, surrounded by eerie horrors, and there is only one dangerous place to go up the mountain.

Su Zimo was responsible for bringing food and water up.

Once every seven days.

Su Zimo's vegetable basket was covered with a black cloth, and he went up the mountain like a thief, and whispered to Shen Mo: "Little Master Uncle, I have brought you all the pills you want. Please pass on to me after the formula from last time." Content."

Last time, Shen Mo quietly passed on the content of Su Zimo's cultivation of the Nine Realms.

This kid has a very high level of comprehension, so he naturally understands the mystery.

He thought that it was Chang Qingzi who gave Shen Mo a small lesson, and Shen Mo knew such subtle scriptures.Moreover, Shen Mo often tells him fairy tales and martial arts novels, and the routines in them are all like this.

This time the little master uncle was punished to sacrifice his life and think about his mistakes, maybe it was just a routine, but he was actually here to practice the peerless magic.

After all, the surrounding environment of Sheshen Cliff is not too good, it is ventilated on all sides, and there are ghosts crying and howling all day long, as if there are ghosts and gods protecting the law.

And it can also exercise courage.

He has basically judged that the little uncle must be appointed by the ancestor as the next head!

This is called standing in line ahead of time!

This set was also taught to him by his uncle.

People are in time, unless they have absolute strength, otherwise they will choose more than work hard, and it is very important to stand in line.

Apparently the little martial uncle wanted to train him as a confidant.

From now on, the little uncle will be the head of the sect, he will be the first person in charge of punishment, and the second person in Laoshan!
The master master appointed the junior martial uncle, and the junior martial uncle appointed him by default.

Su Zimo was born in a famous family in the capital of God, and he imagined that these power alternations are intertwined.

Pity his master, uncle and uncle, but he has no chance.

Several master uncles have no chance.

The two uncles, nephews and uncles who sacrificed their lives on the cliff at this moment are the future of Laoshan.

Su Zimo couldn't help but relax in his thoughts.

He and the little uncle are Zhilan Yushu in Laoshan.

The future Taoist double wall!
Shen Mo grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.Su Zimo's master is in charge of the Laoshan internal treasury, and Su Zimo is also rich and powerful, so it is indeed easy to make some pills that strengthen the foundation and cultivate the essence.

He is now relying on these elixirs to practice to refine the gods first, and then secretly get them by himself. At that time, as long as he doesn't get close to the old man, Laoshan will let him come and go.

Three years later, he went down to Sacrificial Cliff to discuss with the old man.

For the time being, Shen Mo doesn't know how to get out of this suspected past world, but there is definitely nothing wrong with recovering his strength first.

And he could feel that Hatchet, Tiansin, and Amaterasu are all in this world, but they are in the north and south.

Then he'll go get it back.

But Frost Moon does not exist in this world.

This is very strange.

Perhaps the Frost Moon of this world has not established a connection with him.

But the magic weapons such as the hatchet replaced the magic weapons that originally existed in this suspected past world.

Shen Mo could only infer this.

Shen Wuxin, on the other hand, fell into a coma after chatting with him last time.

Otherwise, with the help of the mirror, Shen Mo could get more information.

Shen Mo actually suspected that this was the result of self-imposed restraint.

This suspected past world is entirely composed of his delusions and memories.It's just that everything I'm experiencing now is extremely real.

Fortunately, he already had a similar experience.

Illusion and memory make up the past, this experience is probably not experienced by ancient Qi practitioners.I don't know how much it will help him in his future after having such a restart experience.

While Shen Mo was feeling emotional, he also had to be down-to-earth and take one step at a time.

After taking the elixir, naturally one should not treat Su Zimo badly, Shen Mo said: "The Dao was first opened to cultivate the nine orifices, and the nine orifices are connected to the spiritual platform to take photos, first rush from the bottom of the Yongquan, and the Yongquan breaks through like the wind..."

Su Zimo: "I have written it down, but little uncle, why don't you say a few more words? I'll bring you some more pills next time?"

Shen Mo: "Zimo, in fact, cultivation doesn't have to rely solely on panacea. I heard that your master has a jar of Dionysus wine that can increase the cultivation of ordinary people by 20 years. I don't mean that I want to drink it, I'm just curious. Tell you Say it."

"By the way, let me do the math. Your master is practicing the Giant Spirit Mysterious Art, and he will probably retreat for a while in the near future. I didn't mean to let you steal wine while my senior brother was retreating. That would be wrong. But your master's wine Don’t want to drink, isn’t it a bit wasteful?”

Su Zimo: "The disciple understands."

Shen Mo: "What do you understand? I didn't say anything."

Su Zimo: "Did the uncle speak just now? The disciple didn't hear anything."

Shen Mo: "Oh, by the way, let me tell you two more scriptures."

Su Zi listened silently.

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Chang Qingzi often came to the cliff of sacrifice recently, he wondered if he was old, why Shen Mo and Su Zimo were talking, but he couldn't hear anything.

Could it be that this brat practiced some method of sound insulation?

It doesn't make sense.

For a moment, he doubted whether his little apprentice was an undercover agent.

But not possible.

When Shen Mo was two years old, the Shen family was wiped out, and he carried him up the mountain himself.Named master and apprentice, enruo father and son.Shen Mo could never be an undercover agent.

But he really wanted to know what Shen Mo and Su Zimo were talking about every time.

Could it be that at this age, you still have to learn lip language?Just to eavesdrop on the conversation between the apprentice and grandson?
He Changqingzi has acted in such a wretched way all his life?
No way!
After a day, Chang Qingzi finally found a book about lip language in the Buddhist scripture pavilion in Laoshan.

(End of this chapter)