"It hurts..."
Wu Liang, who had just regained consciousness, felt his head ache as if it would crack.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw a little fairy feeding him one mouthful at a time.
"Where is this...?" Wu Liang asked in a weak voice.
When the little fairy heard Wu Liang speak, he was stunned for a moment, and then his bowl fell to the ground.
As if he had seen a living ghost, he ran out and shouted:
"The monster! The master spoke! Come on!"
Watching his action, Wu Liang was puzzled. He rubbed his temples hard and felt more comfortable. Then he took a closer look at the surrounding environment.
He found himself lying on an ancient carved wooden bed, wearing a white nightgown.
There is a huge wooden bucket beside the bed near the wall, which should be used for bathing. The wall is white and there are no decorations hanging on it.
There was a window on the wall opposite the bed. The window was open, and the sun came in from the window and hit him, making him lazy.
Wu Liang tried hard to remember. He remembered that last night he went to a roadside stall with some friends to have a drink and do some strumming. Suddenly, a thunderstorm fell outside.
At that time, he drank too much and wanted to go to the toilet. But when he was halfway there, he suddenly lost consciousness and woke up right here.
As he was recalling, another memory suddenly appeared in his mind, just like another person's memory was forced into his mind.
Those memories are not complete, just vague fragments. However, many of them are deeply portrayed.
Just then, several people came running in from the outside in a panic. The head of the group was tied up in a bun and put a bamboo hairpin on his head.
Five wisps of long beards spread over the chest, the sky is full, the ground is wide and round, and the eyebrows are starlit. It looks like an immortal.
He wore a Bagua Fairy Clothes, but there were several patches on it. Although it was old, it was washed very clean.
After they ran into the room, they all knelt in front of the bed. The leader said in a trembling voice:
"Master, you finally wake up!"
Wu Liang: "You are..."
"Why don't you even know me? I'm your disciple Beixuzi."
Wu Liang: "Then I am..."
"Master, did you burn your head when you were possessed? You are the master of Holy Spirit Mountain Manor, black and white real man - Wunian."
Hearing this, Wu Liang seems to understand that he has passed through!
I've only seen it in some novels before, but I didn't expect it would really happen to me!
He tried hard to calm down and recited a meditation resolution. After a while, he felt better.
Wu Liang is curious about how he died?
Was the light I saw yesterday lightning, and I was killed by lightning?
It shouldn't be. Although I'm not a good person, I haven't done anything bad. Is it because of my affair with the second sister-in-law next door?
Wu Liang was dreaming there, and Beixuzi continued:
"It's the right time for you to wake up. If you stay in the evening for a while, our Holy Spirit Villa may not be here."
"Er? What do you mean?" Wu Liang asked.
"In another year, it will be the once in a century spiritual conference.
According to the regulations of the Management Department of Immortal Cultivation, the last ten sects in each state conference will be revoked the license and the quota will be transferred to the newly established sects.
Many old disciples also left the sect because of the trouble caused by the master.
Moreover, since the master's accident, our Holy Spirit Mountain Manor's luck has deteriorated day by day. In recent decades, we haven't recruited a decent disciple.
We are definitely at the bottom of this conference! "
After hearing this, Wu Liang felt something was wrong: "How long have I been in a coma?"
"This year, you have been in a coma for 82 years."
"Why did I faint at first?"
"Master, you can't forget this, can you?"
Wu Liang scratched his head: "To tell you the truth, I don't remember anything from the past."
As soon as Bei Xuzi heard this, he felt like a deflated ball: "Well, I thought we could escape this disaster when Shifu woke up, but now it seems that this is fate!
You were in a coma because you became possessed by the Devil through the cultivation of 'Ten Thousand Change Code'. "
"This name sounds very strong. It should be awesome. Have I succeeded in cultivation?"
Beixuzi looked at Wu Liang helplessly and said, "What do you think?"
"Oh..." Seeing his expression, Wu Liang realized that this sentence was superfluous. If he succeeds, will he still be in a coma?
Seeing Wu Liang's appearance, they seemed very disappointed. After saying something about Wu Liang, Bei Xuzi took his martial brothers out.
After they went out, they sat cross legged and used the skills in memory to recuperate their breath. After a while, his head was less painful and he remembered more things.
Wu Liang thought to himself: Wu Liang, Wunian, these two names are quite similar, and Wunian is quite pleasant. I will call him Wunian later.
Now, Wu Nian can be sure that he must have passed through the land. It is called the land of China, which is divided into 108 prefectures of nine states and one place beyond heaven.
The mainland of China is the place where the human race lives, while the Tianwaitian Land is mainly inhabited by the demon race. However, now it has entered the era of mixed human and demon life, and the boundaries are not so clear.
The place where he is now located is called Holy Spirit Mountain, which is located in the Tiansheng Mansion in the southwest of Dongqi Prefecture.
This is a world of cultivating immortals where people and demons coexist. The level of cultivation can be roughly divided into:
Crossing the Robbery -- Ascending to Immortal
Dacheng
Deify
Yuanying
Jindan
Imperial Soul
Knot pill
Foundation construction
Qi training
Wunian found that he was now in the late stage of his career, which made him happy. Unexpectedly, he found a full rank number.
After a night's rest, Mindless has become accustomed to this body, and his memory has almost recovered.
But somehow, almost everything is remembered, but the memory of this mindless past has become fragmented and incoherent.
As soon as he got up, a boy called him to have breakfast.
After opening the door, Wunian saw that the villa was built according to the mountain trend, and the room he lived in was at the top of the villa.
Standing on the steps at the door, you can see the whole villa.
The villa is quite large in scale. There are almost hundreds of rooms, but most of them are idle. In some places, the weeds are as tall as one person, which makes people feel shabby.
The kitchen was across the courtyard. When Wunian went in, he saw that all the people were waiting for him. When Beixuzi saw Wunian coming, they quickly stood up and said hello.
Wunian's seat was arranged at the front. When he sat down, he saw a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, a plate of pickled vegetables, and two boiled eggs on the table in front of him.
Wu Nian looked at the egg in front of him. Wu Nian looked at the breakfast in front of him and sighed.
I thought: Do you want to be so miserable? It seems that I was excited last night. I didn't expect to travel to such a poor sect and can't even afford to eat good food.
Beixuzi saw Wunian's mind and said: "Master, you can make do with it. The disciples can't help it!
In the past, when our sect prospered, there were almost thousands of disciples from both internal and external sects. In addition, there were nearly ten thousand disciples who were nominal and minor.
But now, including our four elders, there are only thirty-six people left.
In order to maintain their appearance in recent decades, they have consumed all the resources in the sect. It's good to have enough food now. "
Wu Nian asked curiously, "What did I do in the past? I hurt the sect so badly!"
"You lost your mind and injured hundreds of disciples before you passed out.
In order to stop you, Master Brother Tianxuzi was seriously injured by you, and finally died. My Martial Uncle Honglian Fairy was also beaten away by you.
Later, after you were unconscious, someone proposed to bury you, but I didn't agree.
I got up with your parents when I was young. As long as you still have a breath, I will never allow anyone to poison you.
Due to disagreement, only four of us left a dozen elders. We were afraid that you would wake up again and hurt others, and the disciples of both internal and external sects had also gone more than half way.
There are some damned things that have corrupted our reputation everywhere after going out, so that in recent years, even a decent disciple has not been recruited!
Add in the natural losses over the years, and now we are left with the disabled soldiers and defeated generals!
Seeing that the deadline of one hundred years is coming, I originally planned to take you to live in seclusion in the mountain forest after the dissolution of the sect, and take care of you until my death.
I didn't expect that God would take pity on me and let my master wake up before the deadline. " At this point, Tianxuzi wiped the tears from his eyes with his hands.
When Wunian heard this, he was moved like a third grandson and shed tears: "Alas, it has been hard for you all these years!
I can't find my memory. What do you call everyone sitting here? "
Sitting next to Beixuzi was an old Taoist. He was about 1.8 meters tall, sallow and emaciated. At first sight, he was suffering from chronic malnutrition. He was also wearing a patched Bagua Fairy Clothes.
He bowed to Wunian and said, "I am your three disciples, Yuxuzi, who is called Tianyu Immortal."
Next to him was a fat man, almost more than two meters tall. His clothes were open and his bosom was bare. He was born with a smiling face. There was no hair on his head. He looked like a light bulb. He looked like Maitreya Buddha both in stature and appearance.
"Master, I'm your fourth disciple Dapang, and I'm called Three Eyes King Kong."
Wunian looked at him and said with a smile, "Your body shape is not in line with the current situation of our sect!"
"Shifu made fun of me. I'm born with this shape."
Sitting next to him was a woman who was very beautiful, with picturesque eyes, smooth skin, and full of hope.
She was wearing a pale pink fairy dress. Although there was no patch, it could be seen that she had been wearing it for some years.
"Shifu, I am your sixth disciple and your closed disciple Mingyuexin. People outside call me Hongfen Zao Devil."
Next, I introduce myself to a dozen of his grandchildren, as well as some children responsible for sundries.
After all the introductions, Wunian said, "Well, let's have dinner first. If you have something to fill your stomach, let's talk about it."
In fact, although this North Xu Zizi has good cultivation, he is weak by nature and is not suitable to be in charge of the sect.
If he had been more assertive at ordinary times, the Holy Spirit Mountain Manor would not have been so successful!
After dinner, Wunian called Beixuzi to his room and asked, "How did our sect make a living?"
"Master Hui, the whole Holy Spirit Mountain used to be our industry, and there were a lot of spiritual plants and fairy grass on the back mountain.
Just collecting these pills and selling them, we can have no worries about food and clothing. But later, our sect is declining, and some demons occupy it, so that it is now! "
Wunian: "What accomplishments are you guys?"
"I am Huashen, Younger Martial Sister Yuexin and Younger Martial Brother Dapang are Yuanying, Younger Martial Brother Yuxuzi is Jindan, and your grandchildren, two of them are pills, five of them are foundations, and the rest are all Qi training. Those dozen children are all mortals."
When Wunian heard this, he sighed: "I'm surprised. How can you defeat those demons when you are a deity, two Yuanying and a golden pill?"
