Way of the Devil

The statue cracked a crack. In the crack gap, a sudden spewing out of the road gray light. A strange, low-lying rhythm of cello sound, diffused from the statue of the black crow.

The gray light instantly enveloped Lu Sheng’s body and directly touched the black hand behind him.

puff!

The black hand suddenly shattered and disappeared, and the gray light shook and shook. The road wraps around Lusheng and quickly shrinks into a ball of egg-sized light ball. The space in front is shaken vigorously, and the ripples are formed, and a long and narrow crack is quickly torn.

The cracks are gray, palm-sized, surrounded by countless black and singular edges of starlight.

But it seems that it was just too much consumption against the black hand. The gray light group rushed to the gray crack. On the way, it was not enough. It smashed the direction and hit the edge of the gray crack.

Hey.

The light group actually fell into the dark star area of ​​the crack.

The gray light group that should have returned to the world of gray cracks and pains was finally completely lost and fell into the endless stream of stars.

The crack did not last long and naturally dissipated.

At this time, the dark blue vortex in the pond disappeared completely, leaving only a silent blue water surface.

In this restricted area that has been silent, only the dangerous area where the Holy Lord can step into, if no one comes to meet, the pond vortex will no longer change, and I am afraid that no one will notice the accident in the next few years.

Everything quickly returned to calm.

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Oh...oh...oh.......!

Lu Sheng slowly woke up from the hustle and bustle. There is a long and heavy old bell ring in the ear.

"Wake up and wake up!! Dagongzi woke up!!" A burst of rushing surprise shouts, constantly spread from the ear.

"Thank God, if the Dagongzi has something long and short, how can we be good in the future?..."

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless!"

The messy voice poured into Lu Sheng’s ear. He didn’t blink, but quietly ran his whole body and began to check his status one by one.

‘The body is seriously injured, but it can recover on its own. ’

‘The memory of the soul is not abnormal, no damage, no changes such as modification. ’

‘The outside environment is normal, everything....and so on! 'Lu Sheng suddenly trembled, he suddenly felt the outside of his body, there is actually a body wrapped in flesh and blood!

Under the shock of his heart, he quickly turned the soul and scanned the surroundings.

" Actually....this is actually like this!!?"

His body at this time is curling up in the heart of a complete human body, as if it is reduced innumerable times, and even the body presents a strange translucent shape. And his periphery is a male body that is exactly the same as his body.

At the moment when his soul swept the outside world, a lot of memories about this body also swarmed into his mind.

This body is also surnamed the road, called the road heavy. He is about the same age as him, and he is also in his twenties. However, he is very ignorant and has a lot of filial piety. In addition, there are no obvious shortcomings and advantages. If it is not the place where he was born, it is placed outside, which is a common young man.

Lu Sheng learned from his memory that the place where Lu was born was a hidden mountain village called Ziyan.

Since ancient times, Ziyan Mountain Villa has existed for thousands of years. In the vast dynasty dynasty similar to the big yin, it has been silent and slowly proliferating.

But these are not the keys. The key point is that Lu Sheng can feel that the core essence of himself and the road is basically the same! !

When the two are in contact, they will naturally merge and there is no contradiction. It seems that the two were originally one person.

After the integration, Lu Sheng clearly felt that the soul has improved a lot. The quality of the soul of the fusion is also the level of ordinary people, but it can be surprisingly large.

This made him feel surprised and began to cautiously check the reflection. There will be no pies in the sky for no reason. When you come to good things, the first thing to consider is the danger that you may come behind.

This has become the instinctual habit of Lu Sheng.

But the more Lenovo, the more analysis, he feels more and more wrong.

It is known from the memory of the road that the environment here is no different from that of ancient China, that is, there are more mysterious and secretive martial arts masters, martial arts masters. But most of the regions still rely on imperial rule.

Even the prosperity of the rivers and lakes here is far worse than that of the Great Yin and the Great Song.

The masters generally appear in the form of strange things.

The Ziyan Mountain Villa, where the road is heavy, has some simple self-defense techniques, as well as self-supporting blacksmith carpenters to build iron armor bows. Coupled with the abundant resources in the mountains, many homeless orphans have been adopted for training.

The whole road home is somewhat like the place of the late Han Dynasty, and it is a time in the surrounding counties and towns.

But with such power, the road family did not preach the development forces everywhere, but still only honestly guarding a small Zhuangzi to live.

It’s just that the most sensational thing about Lu Sheng is that he and the soul of this road are not a little different. When the soul of the road is integrated into him, it is like another life that he has lived. No difference.

To know that in this world, even twins born at the same time will have differences because of the different living environment.

"This.....this is not...." Lu Sheng thought of a lot of time, but more, still speculation and doubts about this phenomenon.

There are too many doubts in it, so people can't see it clearly.

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"Da Gongzi, come to drink some porridge and raise the stomach."

Ziyan Mountain Villa, Xiyuan bedroom.

On the purple wooden bed, a beautiful girl with a well-proportioned shape, is carefully lifting a pale, pale, thin youth, half leaning on the wooden bed behind her.

The girl carefully put the bowl of porridge in her hand a little closer, picked up a spoonful with a spoon, blew it and sent it to the youth's lips.

The young man swallowed the porridge, then looked up at the girl and looked at the next bedroom environment.

"Hey?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"The owner has already seen you, and is now meeting with the elders in the Ziyang Hall." The girl hurriedly replied.

Her name is Chalan, she is a close-knit maid.

Lu Sheng closed his eyes and gave a soft breath. The inner body of the heart slowly swells out a ray of Yang Yuan, and begins to moisturize and reinvent the body.

But what he expected was that Yang Yuan had just poured into this body, and the horse had a sharp tingling sensation.

He quickly simulated other energy situations with Yang Yuan and continued to test. Magic, infuriating, infuriating, and even the purest spirit, will not work.

"The level of power is too high, is the body too imaginary to bear? Or... The fundamental rules are different... The flesh cells are unacceptable?" Lu Sheng had doubts.

To know that even in a universe, many physical rules will present completely different morphological changes in different environments.

Even the physical laws that originally existed in an environment, once replaced by another environment, could not appear at all. This phenomenon is very common when it is found on Earth.

"Interesting.... It seems that the environment here is very different from that of Dayin...." Lu Sheng no longer insists. For him, the body collapses in the heart in a strange form, as long as it is willing , can be used at any time. It doesn't matter.

It is imperative to hide identity, explore the surrounding environment, and recover from injuries.

After he made the arrangement, he assured the maid, Chalan, to feed a few bowls of white fungus purple rice porridge. The hot porridge also adds a lot of herbs to nourish the body. After eating, it is very comfortable to be warm.

After the meal, Lu Sheng will let the maid, Chalan, go out and prepare herself for bathing water. After bathing quickly and changing into a refreshing close-fitting clothing, he came out of his small courtyard. I started walking in the mountains.

Chalan was afraid that he would faint as before, and he kept following it carefully.

The Ziyan Mountain Villa is not big. There is only one ordinary university in the earth. There are five lofts in Zhuangzi. They are connected by a long corridor. There are some houses in the corridors, some are garden courtyards, there are practice fields, and swords and soldiers.

There are more than 200 people in Zhuangzi and 30 people in the family. All of them are brave and good at fighting, often going out to hunt and clean up the bandits. With a strong bow, the armor and thick leather armor covered by the whole body, plus the hand-held blade, there are few rivals in the vicinity.

But these are secondary. For Lu Sheng, the ordinary armor, and then elite, just like that, the body can blow to death with a slight breath.

What he really cares about is still a big secret hidden by Ziyan Mountain Villa.

According to the memory of the road, he grew up from a young age to a secret ancestral hall at home, together with his father's elders, to hold a mysterious ancient ceremony.

This kind of ritual seems to be a tradition, there is no blood sacrifice, but every time there will be some strange mess.

For example, what is needed in a year is the natural birth of a fifteen-year-old beautiful virgin. But since it is a virgin, where is the **?

In the year, ninety-nine boys under the age of ten are required to take off the fingertips in their sleep.

There are also long hair that has not been cut for twenty years, and rice wine is soaked for ten years with rabbit blood.

A variety of strange and ridiculous ritual items, even if it is Lu Sheng, can't see what the ritual sacrifice is.

But after each ceremony, a small number of people in the villa will obviously have a few powerful geniuses.

After so many years, Lu Sheng has distinguished from his memory and has seen something faintly.

Although he can't strengthen the body with Yang Yuan, he himself has a martial art that is close to the level of the master. Even if there is no blood power of the Lord and the soldiers, there is no strong body given by the magic power, and it is not the ordinary people can match.

In his mind, there are a lot of martial arts martial arts that can easily strengthen the body, and it can be turned into a martial arts master of the mortal world in a very short time.

But he didn't want to do this. An intuition in the dark tells him that here, the world, this person who is heavy, has inextricably linked with him.

And he guessed a speculation that he did not rush to strengthen the body. This speculation is related to the fact that he saw the old king at the Heinyin Temple.

"天魔....天魔.... If I didn't guess wrong..." Lu Sheng walked to an ancient ancestral hall at this time, standing, looking up, quietly watching the numerous cards in the hall. The heart is clearer.