Master of Fast Transmigration, put down the knife

[Due to the particularity of the punishment world, the system cannot provide information to the host, please ask the host to find out by himself. 】

The time travel ended with the system's beep.

Before Ye Chenyu opened his eyes, the familiar clear breath came over his face.When she opened her eyes, the mountains and villages under the clouds and mist appeared like a picture scroll.

She is at the highest peak among the mountains, and she can touch the floating mountain mist with her hand.Clouds and mists blocked the blazing sun, and ethereal birdsong and the sounds of animals came faintly. Ye Chenyu turned his head and saw the simple mountain gate made of rocks. The ancient text of the word "Dao Zong" was engraved on the top with vigorous and powerful fonts.

Actually came back.

As if hearing Ye Chenyu's heartfelt voice, the system also muttered: [It's actually here. ] The original world should be the world that the main system does not want the host to come into contact with. Unexpectedly, the main system chose the punishment world as this world.

Ye Chenyu took a few steps forward, looked up at the name above the mountain gate, and felt a strange touch in his heart.She seemed to feel the long knife in her hand and trembled slightly.

As a blade without sword spirit, any buzzing it made was actually Ye Chenyu's hidden emotions, including its subtle whistling last time.For Ye Chenyu, who pursues the Tao by herself, this kind of mood swing can be used as a guide for the way forward, helping her break through her own peace, so Ye Chenyu has been paying attention to it in the last world.

As a result, the last world did not change, but now it fluctuates.

After all, hundreds of years have passed.After Ye Chenyu chose to bind with the system, his concept of time became more and more blurred.The flow of time in different worlds is different, and sometimes there will be time loops and time nesting, Ye Chenyu's laziness will not count at all.

Therefore, whether 300 years or 500 years have passed, Ye Chenyu himself is also very vague.Just go and have a look, Ye Chenyu raised his hand that was not holding the knife, and put it down the moment it touched the mountain gate.

【What's wrong? 】The system asked, 【Are you timid to be close to your hometown? 】

Ye Chenyu shook his head, and stepped into the mountain gate again.

The mountain barrier did not keep her out, but the moment she stepped into the barrier, the surrounding scenery distorted and changed like a fantasy, and hundreds of years of things and stars were flowing in front of Ye Chenyu. Pass.

Bai Yuncanggou, fleeting.

The willow tree that had just sprouted its buds is now covered in emerald green, and the young disciple in blue clothes hurried over from the mountain road. After seeing Ye Chenyu, the anxious expression on his face turned into surprise: "Master!"

Ye Chenyu was dazed by the title he hadn't heard for a long time, and finally recalled the ranking of his disciples from the corners of his memory: "Xiao Qi?"

Xiaoqi burst into tears: "Senior sister, you are finally back. Junior sister Wanyu went to Yushan to look for you before..."

Yushan is located in the north, and it is also one of the mountains. Ye Chenyu lived in the depths of Yushan for the first 19 years of his life.

It is different from the monks who were sent to the cultivation sect to test their roots when they were young and practiced in the sect.Ye Chenyu was born in a remote mountain village where few monks set foot.

The village is at the foot of Yushan Mountain. Although it is said that it depends on the mountain to eat, the villagers can't get much food from Yushan Mountain because of the cold climate in the north and the extremely steep Jade Mountain with many beasts.After Ye Chenyu was born, the family became more and more difficult, but she was different from other children. She didn't learn to speak simple words until she was three years old. Most of the time she just sat quietly, ignoring anyone.

So when Ye Chenyu was five years old, she was taken to the depths of Yushan by her father and stayed there.

Ye Chenyu couldn't remember what his parents looked like for a long time, and he didn't feel much about the fact that he was abandoned.Those pasts are not as profound as the first time she held a knife, even though the interval between these two events was very short.

It was summer, and the days were long.After five-year-old Ye Chenyu sat quietly on the place where she was left behind for an hour, she suddenly realized that probably no one would look for her.So she got up and walked aimlessly in Yushan.

Time transitions from day to night, and in the depths of Yushan, where even hunters who are familiar with Yushan dare not set foot, Ye Chenyu walks more and more without knowing where he is.The fear was extremely obvious in the darkness, the low panting of the beast floated in his ears, Ye Chenyu followed the sound and turned around suddenly, and saw the green eyes of some kind of beast.

Ye Chenyu took a step back, grabbed the tree trunk beside him, and began to climb up.The beast let out a low growl, and its body slammed into the air, causing the tree trunk to shake twice.

Ye Chenyu failed to grab the higher branches, and she fell from the tree.Simply did not send it directly to the mouth of the beast, but rolled all the way along the hillside.When she looked up again, Ye Chenyu saw a beautiful scenery that she couldn't imagine at that time.

A little bit of fluorescent light floats in the darkness, illuminating the extremely clear and shallow mountain spring, and the sparkling water seems to gather the splendor of the sun and the moon.Grasses and trees grow luxuriantly by the spring water, and occasionally an unknown fish jumps out of the spring water, and the splashing water splashes wet the grass blades beside Ye Chen fish from time to time.

This place seems to be more alive than any other place in Yushan, presenting a kind of tranquil beauty.

Of course, perhaps this is because for humans, the wild beast that finally found a suitable prey was unwilling to give up, and quickly chased it up, showing a predatory attitude.

Ye Chenyu was at this place, and saw the long knife obliquely inserted by the side of the spring.She grabbed the knife, and as she turned, the point pierced the beast's throat.The blood sprinkled on her face was warm and sweet, and it felt extremely real to the touch.For the first time, she felt so close to the world.

Ye Chenyu knew from that time that the throat is the weakness of almost all animals in the forest.

The dead beast was an old and lonely forest wolf, and Ye Chenyu survived the first half month by relying on it.After countless times of life and death, she hunted and hunted like a young animal, stumbling and growing up with this knife.

Ye Chenyu realized how many coincidences the first time he held a knife was full of coincidences when he could really survive in the depths of Yushan by himself.She didn't have enough strength to kill Lin Lang. What really killed Lin Lang was the remaining spiritual power in the knife.The particularly vigorous mountain spring is also nourished by the spiritual power of the knife, so the vegetation is so lush.

The remaining spiritual power also sheltered the young Ye Chenyu for a long time. She lived in the cave beside the spring and learned to use a knife from fighting wild beasts.Later, Ye Qingwen, who was looking for the ancient relics, stepped into the depths of the Jade Mountain where the monks avoided——

Then Ye Chenyu set up an ambush and almost stabbed him right through.

System: […] Anyway, don't expect to see any normal plot direction from Ye Chenyu.

There is some background that is difficult to explain in this chapter, so it may appear to be exaggerated.Yushan is very special for monks. Although the terrain is normal, it looks devoid of aura from the outside, and monks will basically not go in.

The mountain spring that Chen Yu encountered was a remnant of the battle between immortals and demons in ancient times. Because of the particularity of Yushan, there was only a little remnant of spiritual energy left.