Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Fu Yaoguang comes from a small border town in Yan State.

Because it was far enough away, the emperor's orders were not listened to very much, and the city lord dispatched by the central government was more like an overhead display.

The people who emptied the city lord were the local gentry forces headed by Fujia.

The Fu family even had private soldiers.

Fujia is like a local emperor, dominating this border town.

Fu Yaoguang was born here, he was born in the eyes of everyone, and he is the most anticipated grandson of the Fu family.

Fu Yaoguang never disappoints in any aspect. The six arts of a gentleman, poetry, books, classics, and even piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he learns whatever he teaches, no matter what he can learn quickly and well.

What an extraordinary child!
The elders in the family were amazed and increased the pouring out of his educational resources.

Of course, these are all Ling Chan's guesses, Fu Yaoguang just recited all kinds of things he learned when he was a child.

Even if he is very talented, he can learn quickly, but it will take time to learn so much. Ling Chan knows that Fu Yaoguang is also a person without childhood.

And Fu Yaoguang might not even know that there is another way to live his childhood, so he talked about the following with a flat face.

Fu Yaoguang wants to cultivate immortality. It is hard to say where this impulse comes from, but he has an inexplicable attachment and yearning for immortality since he was a child.

Everyone in the family said he was joking, saying that he could not cultivate immortality without spiritual roots.

Fu Yaoguang didn't believe it.

If he really couldn't cultivate immortality, why did his family hide it from him when a fairy elder passed by?
On an unremarkable night, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, he climbed over the wall and slipped out of Fu's house.

He was wandering in the mountains and forests looking for immortals, and stumbled into a secret realm by mistake, obtained the inheritance of immortals in the secret realm, and started his own road of cultivating immortals.

Later, he became a teacher, left the secret realm, and walked the world...

While listening, Ling Chan kept applying medicine to her hands. She asked curiously, "Then you met Bai Ruisong? Then you met me?"

Fu Yaoguang turned a deaf ear to it.

"Yes, I should be Fu Yaoguang," the man on the ground muttered to himself, raised his eyes, and looked at Ling Chan calmly, "Then, who are you?"

Ling Chan burst out laughing, and then she found that Fu Yaoguang looked at her with strange eyes.

Like a cold pool and a cold moon, clear and lingering, ruthless and loveless.

He seemed to have really forgotten her.

Chan was stunned, Xue Xingchi's black mist could still make people lose their memory?Does turbidity still have this function?

Fu Yaoguang looked at her, and suddenly frowned, with a look of confusion in his eyes, "Who the hell are you? Why do I look at you... and feel a little hot?"

Ling Chan was a little annoyed, her subordinates moved a little harder, and said fiercely: "The heat is because you were injured and lost too much blood!"

"I'm ready."

The skin on Fu Yaoguang's body healed slowly, the wounds disappeared, and under the holes in his clothes, his body returned to normal.

Why was Fu Yaoguang suddenly able to use spiritual power? ? ?

Ling Chan frowned, she knelt on the ground, propped up her upper body, and approached Fu Yaoguang.

The four eyes met, and Ling Chan saw the swirling black mist in his eyes.

how come?
In the final analysis, these turbid qi are just the transformation of negative emotions, and they are the food of the mountain spirits!It's fine for Xue Xingchi, a living being, to be able to control the turbidity, but how can Fu Yaoguang now...

Fu Yaoguang curled up his fingers, and suddenly turned his face away.

Ling Chan regained consciousness from her thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "I am your companion fighting side by side, and we are going to rescue my master together."

"It's okay if you don't remember, just do what I said now."

She pulled Fu Yaoguang up from the ground, and said simply: "Now that you can use your spiritual energy, let's go to Mount Wu and see what's going on on the mountain now!"

Ling Chan notified Zhou Taotao and the others downstairs, and set off with Fu Yaoguang.

Just the two of them.

Xue Xingchi ran away in a panic, Ling Chan was not worried that he would sneak out to kill again, but Fu Yaoguang didn't know what was going on now, in case something unexpected happened, Ling Chan was not confident that he could protect everyone.

Fuyaoguang gathered his spirit energy, walked with his sword, and soon reached the top of Wushan Mountain.

From a distance, Ling Chan saw a huge formation, like a translucent egg shell, buckled on the top of Wushan Mountain, protecting the mountain where the head is.

Ling Chan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that these remaining elders have retained the last bit of territory in the struggle against Bai Wu.

She and Fu Yaoguang stopped in front of the light curtain, and the people inside seemed to be under surveillance, but they opened the door within a few seconds.

Fu Yaoguang flew in with Ling Chan.

The moist fresh air lingered in the air, instantly nourishing Ling Chan's body and dantian, and she felt refreshed like a fish returning to the water.

She stood at the gate of the only head hall in the formation, and bowed deeply in silence.

"When are you still doing this?" An impatient voice came from inside the door, "Come in quickly!"

Is the master.

Ling Chan stepped in quickly, and was shocked in place by the object that entered.

The Hall of Sect Master is still tall and majestic. On the dome that is high above the ground, there are sun, moon and stars slowly turning. Just looking at it seems that you will be distracted by the mysteries of this world.

The master turned his back to Ling Chan.

She put her hands behind her back and looked up at the wall in front of her.

On this huge wall, countless names are engraved in characters the size of sesame seeds, some of which are still lit, while others have dimmed.

There are many dim names, compared with them, there are very few shining names, and Zhou Taotao's name is shining.

"It should have your name on it," the head said, "You left the mountain gate a few months ago, and I cut off your name with my own hands."

As she spoke, she casually pointed to an uneven spot.

"Master," Ling Chan whispered, "Where are the others left behind?"

"It's all turned into spiritual energy outside." The headmaster said calmly, "You guys came just in time, if it was later, even I wouldn't be able to see it."

"Master..." Ling Chan's throat was clogged, she wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know what to say.

"Don't be afraid." The head said with a smile: "You also know that we have no mountains, and we will be finished sooner or later."

There is less and less aura in this world.

The number of people with spiritual roots has plummeted, and monks are unable to improve their realm... The power to move mountains and seas seems to have disappeared in legends.

"It's just that I didn't expect this to happen so quickly." The headmaster said, coughing up a mouthful of blood,

"On Wushan, I am the only one left. Once I die, Wushan will fall."

come down?Ling Chan's pupils constricted!
The headmaster looked at her expression and said with a smile, "Wushan...isn't a mountain, it's just a small slope piled up by the spiritual power of the patriarch."

At an altitude of [-] meters, a single marble can smash through the steel plate. If this huge Wushan falls directly, what will happen to the tens of thousands of Yan people living in Wushan Town underneath?