It was late at night, and the monks had already returned to the Tongyou Courtyard, meditating and resting, preparing for the next day's battle array, and the entire Xuanwu Temple fell silent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but in an extremely secret corner, in a certain thatched hut, the flickering candlelight is still reflecting a few frowning faces.

"That old guy Zhu Bichi really has a problem!" Huo Mingxue's expression was hateful, "I tossed him so much during the day, this guy can actually endure it, isn't it a weak heart?" ”

Mi Siyuan rolled his eyes and said: "Aren't you talking nonsense, everyone knows that he has a problem, and now the question is, what should I do?" When to get your hands on? Third brother, what do you think? ”

Ye Mo still looked gloomy, frowned, and thought for a while: "Regarding Zhu Bichi's question, I think Mr. has already made arrangements. As he spoke, he looked at the old man Nishan who was smiling and sitting on the side.

The old man Nishan slowly raised the teacup in his hand, took a sip, nodded and said: "You are right, about Zhu Bichi, his people and affairs are very involved, and one careless will ruin the whole chess game, so this person, don't touch him yet." After a pause, he said, "An important task of your recent period is to secretly keep an eye on the Zhu brothers and sisters, waiting for my signal. ”

Ye Mo and the others nodded yes at the same time. But the old man Nishan sighed and said, "I want to hear it, what do you think about Lei Dong?" ”

"Thunderbolt?" Huo Mingxue immediately became excited, "Lei Dong is worthy of Lei Dong, I really don't know where he learned his skills, not only is he strong in combat, but he is also clever in training his disciples, what is that called......"

"Lin Tie." Ye Mo said.

"That's right, that little rookie named Lin Tie, it's only been a few days, and his combat effectiveness is so high!" Huo Mingxue became more and more energetic the more she spoke, and her voice couldn't help but raise a few points, "And that Song Tianxing, in fact, is not much different from Lin Tie." There is also Tian Chuchen, and Sun Guangjie, and that Leng Xiu'er ......"

"Getting to the point!" Ye Mo lightly tapped Huo Mingxue's head, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

Huo Mingxue glared at Ye Mo and shouted dissatisfiedly, "What do I want to say?" Isn't that obvious? That guy is so important to our future, if those guys in the nest can be trained by him, hehe...... It's exciting to think about, really! ”

But soon, Huo Mingxue's excitement disappeared, she sighed heavily, and said sadly: "However, he doesn't seem to have any impression of the previous things, and he doesn't seem to know us at all, if you want to say, how long has it been......"

Jin Shanhu slapped his thigh and said: "Isn't it, even his exercises, his martial arts, can no longer find the shadow of the past at all, and his cultivation is even worse than one heaven and one underground, otherwise, I wouldn't have ...... at the beginning."

Several people glanced at each other, their brows couldn't help frowning tightly, and the bewitching girl named Wen Xuanzi let out a long sigh, and the resentment full of resentment made everyone present tremble slightly in their hearts.

"I have checked his divine consciousness and his cultivation," the old man Nishan muttered, "There is no problem with his exercises, you will know this later, but his memory, I don't know why it is completely gone......

Mi Siyuan, who had been silent and didn't speak, suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Is it because of what injuries you suffered when you ascended?" ”

The old man of Nishan looked stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"At that time, my fifth brother and I were guarding the Ascending Immortal Pool, and we didn't expect a group of birdmen and a group of demons to suddenly rush out," Mi Siyuan recalled the situation at that time, "After we rushed over to drive them away, there was no trace of him by the Ascending Immortal Pool, and I don't know where to go......"

"Yes, it must be those birdmen!" Huo Mingxue slammed her fists together, made a "boom" sound, and said hatefully: "Damn it!" ”

The old man Nishan was silent for a long time, and then nodded and said, "Maybe it's because of this...... It's a pity that the man just left a while ago, otherwise, you can ask him to take a look. ”

He didn't mention the name of that person, but several people seemed to know who the old man Nishan was talking about, and at the same time said, "Mr. is talking about ......"

The old man Nishan nodded lightly, put down the teacup and said: "That person's 'Step by Step Lotus' soul rejuvenation technique is extremely wonderful, if there is another person in the fairy world who can restore the memory of others, then this person must be her." Several people nodded together, thoughtful.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside for now." The old man Nishan unconsciously tapped his fingers lightly on the wooden table, making a soft sound of "snatching and grabbing", "Tomorrow, you should pay attention to the process of forming a confrontation and select more people." ”

"Yes."

"Remember, the people you choose must be reliable, and there must be no mistakes, and then, let them go directly to the secret land! Let Lei Dong and the few people around him be responsible for the guidance of everyone in the secret land. ”

"Yes."

"In the next five months, your other most important task is to follow Lei Dong and learn his combat techniques."

"Yes."

"Alright, you guys go!" After a series of commands, the old man waved his hand lightly.

"Yes, sir, you get off early." Ye Mo and a few people bowed down and retreated, slowly walking out of the thatched hut, behind him, there was a thoughtful sigh from the old man of Nishan: "A thousand things, the mountain rain is coming......"

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"What the hell is that?"

In the darkness, Lei Dong's eyes were wide open, and his black and shiny eyes looked at the ceiling above his head in a daze, like a pearl in the dark night, glowing with a faint light.

It was the little hut that kept coming to mind. Low eaves, crumbling walls, barren weeds...... Lei Dong never imagined that there was such a place in Xuanwu Academy.

With the instinct of a special operations elite, as soon as he entered the Xuanwu Academy, Lei Dong secretly conducted a detailed reconnaissance of the surrounding terrain and environment. But this little hut, he had never seen before. If it weren't for attaching a trace of divine consciousness to Huo Mingxue today, he would still not have thought that in the Xuanwu Academy, there was such a corner that he had never paid attention to.

Ever since he approached the old man Nishan in Ruijintang Square, Lei Dong has always been a little distracted. And then, Huo Mingxue, Mi Siyuan and others kept squeezing their eyebrows, which made Lei Dong fall into even greater confusion.

Do we know each other? Although he had definitely never seen these people, Lei Dong always felt that there was a familiar feeling in an extremely ethereal place in his heart, which told him that these people could be trusted.

But the question is, what do these people really have to do with themselves? What is the relationship between the old man of Nishan that he saw in his dreams? Everything seems to be shrouded in a thick layer of mystery. Who am I? Where am I? What did I go through? Heavy fog made Lei Dong fall into a huge confusion.

Although he knew that since they had met, the mystery would be revealed sooner or later, passively waiting for the answer to surface on his own was never a thunderous character. What he has to do is to take the initiative and find the answer hidden in the fog by himself!

So, when he took the gun from Huo Mingxue's hand, a trace of extremely small divine consciousness was unconsciously attached to Huo Mingxue's body. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about what to do with the old man Nishan, but in the end, Lei Dong decided that he couldn't take any risks. The old man who looked frail gave him the feeling that it was too deep and terrifying. Although he never showed hostility towards himself, he didn't know why, Lei Dong just didn't dare to make any moves against this old man. No, not dare, but unwilling, respect—as if the old man were a god in his mind that could not be blasphemed.

Then, as soon as he returned to the room after a full day of competition, the movements of Huo Mingxue and the others came from Lei Dong's divine sense. Lei watched as he watched the men, along a winding path, through a few strange deserted roads, to the small thatched hut.

Just when Lei Dong thought that he would soon be able to find out some secrets, an accident happened.

At the moment when Huo Mingxue walked into the hut, the trace of divine consciousness that was originally attached to Huo Mingxue's body and faithfully fed back Huo Mingxue's every move disappeared without a sound.

There was no barrier, no fluctuations, no abnormalities, but that trace of divine consciousness suddenly disappeared without a trace, just like a shadow meets sunlight, and a blood flower meets a flame.

In the feeling of thunder, I clearly saw the thatched hut, but the thatched hut preferred that it did not exist, and it seemed that it was another world......

Thinking about it, there seem to be more and more points and mysteries, no matter how Lei Dong thinks, he can't figure out what's wrong. After tossing and turning for an hour, Lei Dong simply sat up from the couch, walked out of the door lightly, sat on the steps, listened to the even breathing of Song Tianxing and others, stared blankly at the starry sky, and fell into deep thought.

……

This night, there was definitely more than one thunderbolt who couldn't sleep all night. Many monks are either excited, or preoccupied, or full of anticipation, and their quiet and desireless cultivation and seeking the Tao are left far away, and they toss and turn in their positive karma, and it is difficult to sleep.

Because in less than two hours, the battle in the Xuanwu Academy's elementary school was about to begin. For many monks, especially those who were not able to make it to the final thirty-two in individual competitions, thus gaining a dominant position in their future cultivation, this battle was their last chance.

However, the strong are like forests, and each sect also has its own secrets, and no one knows who will die in the end.

(To be continued.) )