Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 641 Cloud Terrace
The green mountains are quiet, peaceful and tranquil.

As the sun gradually sets, streaks of sunset glow quietly appear on the horizon.

From the ancient building complex located on the top of the mountain, wisps of smoke began to rise.

Soon the aroma of food wafted from the kitchens.

A slender figure wearing a Taoist hat and a green robe walked slowly on the stone road in the mountains.

From time to time, people passed by him, and when they got close, they would stop, bow and respectfully address him as "Master of Taoism".

In a moment, the last ray of sunset will be swallowed by darkness.

The fog then became darker and thicker, enveloping the towering green mountains.

She stopped at this moment, stood with her hands behind her back on the edge of the Yuntai cliff, and looked into the distance at the starry sky shrouded in night.

Silently, a ripple of void appeared beside the stone table not far away.

It's like a stone thrown into the water, gradually spreading outwards in layers of ripples.

There was also a slim figure in white clothes and skirt who appeared on the stone bench beside the table at some point.

She slowly lowered her head and stared at the chessboard that had been empty for who knows how long, as if she had put all her energy into it.

At the edge of the platform, the green-shirted woman looked back and said, "Senior Sister Sun, you are not practicing in the quiet room tonight. Why are you in the mood to come to the platform to watch the stars with me?"

The woman in white said, "I suddenly felt something when I was in seclusion. I don't know why I felt uneasy, so I came out to take a walk. I wonder if I can find anything."

She nodded slightly, her eyes falling on the chessboard unfinished on the stone table, a trace of sadness on her face, "I still remember that before the teacher passed away, he played the last game of chess with me here."

"When the last move was made, the teacher told me in a solemn tone to pay more attention to the forbidden area in the back mountain of Qinglin, as there might be unexpected changes during the advent.

The old man should have lived at least half a century longer, but on that night, he entered the mysterious sense again without any warning, and through the Azure Dragon's true meaning, he saw a blurry figure sitting cross-legged, as if that was the beginning of everything and the end of all things.

In addition, in front of the blurry figure, the teacher also saw Junior Brother Wei punching him, and from then on he quickly weakened and declined until he reached the end of his life. "

"What else did Master Ning say?"

"Teacher said that after he passed away, he would be buried under the Cloud Terrace. It would also be convenient for Granny Yu, Uncle Wei and the others to wait for Junior Brother's return down there together."

The two fell silent, and no one spoke again.

Only the gentle night wind made a slight sound among the mountains and forests.

Time passed little by little.

The clouds in the sky gradually became thicker and denser.

The already sparse starlight was blocked, and the entire platform fell into silence and darkness.

A drop of rain fell.

In an instant, fine rain threads merged into one, seamlessly connecting the sky and the green mountains.

The two of them, one sitting and the other standing, let the autumn rain cover them, but the clothes they wore were dry and clean, without even a drop of water stains.

"Master Ning was able to play a game of chess with his most beloved disciple before he left. Although Uncle Wei didn't get to see his junior brother in the end, he had you, his daughter-in-law, by his side to see him off for the last time, which can be considered as..."

She was halfway through her words when she suddenly stopped talking.

The two of them looked up at the same time, and at the same time sensed two intertwined auras that seemed to exist and yet did not exist, flashing by in the depths of the dark void.

Almost at the same time, the forbidden area at the back mountain of Qinglin suddenly became filled with air.

One could faintly see an illusory green light rising from the bottom of the mountain, then disappearing into the clouds in an instant.

In addition, they held their breath, concentrated, and explored deeply, and they discovered that in addition to Qinglin, different auras were rising in all directions, also going straight into the sky and disappearing into the deeper dark void.

"Above the clouds, it seems to be shrouded in chaos and nothingness."

Sun Xiyue's figure flashed and disappeared silently.

But after a moment, it returned to the edge of the platform.

She frowned slightly, thinking and speaking slowly, "It came without any warning, and instantly enveloped the entire world. I went to investigate without seeing or hearing anything, and just as I entered that chaotic void, I felt as if there was a great danger hidden in it. If I dare to take another step forward, I will be attacked by an unpredictable and terrible attack."

Ni Chen nodded and said calmly, "Senior Sister Sun, did you feel that the ordinary rain has become a little different after the strange phenomenon just now?"

She slowly raised her hand, picked up a raindrop, and placed it in front of her eyes to observe carefully. "Although it is just a drop of water, I can sense the true meaning of Taoism beyond my imagination. It is as if it contains the original rules and the great principles, all of which are integrated into this sudden heavy rain."

"It's not just us that's raining."

Suddenly, another soft female voice sounded slowly.

"Because the thousands of true spirits I separated out were all spread across the cores of different realms outside the Lost Land, but they all saw the heavy rain coming at the same time."

“More importantly, thousands of souls perished in an instant, and only a few realms were not affected, allowing the souls of the true spirits that were integrated into the core of the realm’s origin to survive.

This means that except for where we are, what falls on those realms is not the same rain curtain as ours, but a terrifying disaster that can destroy everything."

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There seemed to be the sound of water echoing in my ears.

At first glance, it sounds like a surging tide.

But upon closer inspection, it was as if there was water in his brain, and the slightest movement caused echoes.

"Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing now?"

He endured the splitting headache and struggled to slowly open his eyes.

Everywhere you look, you see lush greenery.

There was still sporadic drizzle in the sky, bringing the long-lost fragrance of soil and grass.

As soon as the word "long time no see" appeared, it immediately stirred up some waves in his heart.

Why did he use the words "long time no see" to describe his feelings? Did he not smell the fresh scent after the rain in the long time before he woke up this time?

He frowned and let out a long breath of foul air filled with the smell of blood.

But at this moment, one crisis after another arose.

Before I could figure out what the word "long time no see" meant, the long time before waking up cast a shadow over my thoughts.

It was like the dense clouds above the mountains and forests, covering the entire sky and earth tightly, and not a single light could penetrate.

He endured the exploding pain and thought back for a long time, but could not find any memory of the past.

Everything that happened before seemed to have disappeared into thin air.

He also appeared out of nowhere among the mountains and forests.

If you can’t figure it out, don’t think about it for now.

When dealing with people and things, you must not get stuck in a rut.

Perhaps when the time is right, those who should go will definitely go, and those who should come will naturally come.

He sighed secretly, no longer worrying about his identity and background, closed his eyes and began to rest.

After all, the sky was gradually getting darker.

Plus the wind and rain are getting stronger and stronger.

He must find a place to shelter from the wind, rain and wild beasts before the night truly arrives.

Otherwise, with his weak body at this moment, even if he was not preyed upon by any wild beasts, he would most likely die from hypothermia. It would be difficult to find a third outcome other than this.

After resting for a while, he held onto the tree trunk behind him and struggled to stand up.

Then we walked and stopped, and finally found a relatively hidden and dry cave before it got completely dark.

Before entering the cave to shelter from the rain for the night, he glanced at the distant mountains a few more times, and a look of doubt and confusion emerged between his brows.

"The mountain range in the distance seems somewhat familiar."

"It's like I'm back in the mountains. At that time, I hadn't yet come into contact with martial arts training, and I knew nothing about other extraordinary powers."

"Um!?"

“What are these vast mountains? Since I can blurt out this name, it means that I have an unforgettable experience there. But why can’t I find any impression of it at this moment?

In addition to this, there is also the martial arts practice and extraordinary power that I just thought of. Could it be that this is also something I can access?"

The more he thought about it, the more headache he got, but he still got nothing.

Even what my name is, I didn't get a clear answer.

The wind and rain are getting stronger.

The sky and the earth were connected into one, and everything within sight was white.

As time went by, the sky and the earth were quickly shrouded in endless dark night.

It was pitch dark in the forest, and there was not a single living creature to be seen.

However, the mournful howls of wolves drifted in the wind, adding a sense of desolation to this cold and rainy night.

He sighed softly for who knew how many times, and trying not to feel any discomfort, he twisted the white robe he was wearing, then groped his way towards the depths of the cave.

Soon after, rustling sounds were heard from outside the cave.

There was also a faint fishy smell that came in along with the sound.

He became alert and prepared to find some stones as self-defense weapons, but inadvertently touched some rusty iron tools.

And judging from its feel and shape, it seems to be a piece of disintegrating armor, as well as two swords and scattered hidden weapons.

More importantly, he was also very familiar with these things.

It was as if he had been to this cave long ago and had used these weapons with his own hands.

Another severe headache came.

While disrupting his thoughts, he also ignored several wild beasts approaching quietly from outside the cave.

It was not until a pair of green eyes lit up and appeared not far in front of him that he was suddenly awakened from his chaos and confusion.

Swish!
A fishy wind blew in my face.

A gray shadow pounced close, opened its mouth and bit down fiercely.

When he reacted, the distance between the two sides was less than three feet, and he could even clearly smell the bloody scent emanating from the wolf's kiss.

Almost subconsciously, he instinctively punched forward.

Bang! ! !
There was a loud bang like thunder.

There was a sudden explosion in the deep and dark cave.

Also exploded was the wild wolf that was hunting its prey.

It was like a balloon that was blown up, starting from the hardest skull all the way to the wolf's waist known as a sticky stick. It instantly turned into a sticky blood rain that flew all over the sky and spread evenly on the stone walls and ground, just like a dark red carpet.

"Am I so amazing?"

"Or is it that this red-capped gray wolf is just too weak? It looks big with sharp teeth and claws, but it couldn't even withstand a punch from me."

He slowly withdrew his unharmed arm, and for a moment he couldn't help but be dazed.

The reason for his trance was not because of the instinctive reaction just now, nor because he could blow up the wolf corpse with one punch.

But the four words "Red-capped Gray Wolf" gave him an oddly familiar feeling.

It was as if he had seen them before, or even eaten them, which left a deep memory of them being nutritious and suitable for tonic.

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, he no longer hesitated and struck with lightning speed before the remaining red-capped gray wolves could escape, instantly reversing the identities of predator and prey. In just a moment, he harvested the corpses of an entire small tribe of wolves.

There was no fire, nor any pots, pans, or other kitchen utensils.

There are no seasonings for marinating.

There were only bloody corpses for him to feast on.

But even so, he still enjoyed the meal very much, and soon he had skinned and boned both wolf legs and devoured them all.

Even while sucking blood, he inexplicably felt a barely detectable thin current of heat rising quietly from the center of his palm, and then flowing towards his forearm little by little.

Time passed little by little.

After eating too much wolf meat and drinking some rainwater, he finally felt an irresistible sleepiness. He spread a wolf skin in the deepest corner of the cave, leaned against the cold and hard stone wall and fell into a deep sleep.

Vaguely, he seemed to have a dream.

I dreamed of a vast river with no beginning, no end, and no boundaries.

There are countless tributaries in the front, and they gradually converge into one in the back.

It seems to come from the source of time and go towards the end of all things.

Beyond the vast river is an extremely depressing darkness and nothingness.

There is nothing there, and there is no real end to be found.

Perhaps nothing exists, yet there seems to be a terrible and deadly danger hidden.

He wandered between the long river and nothingness.

I don’t know what I want to do, and my existence has no meaning or purpose.

All I knew was to keep moving forward in one direction until I saw the light that was quietly lighting up.

There seemed to be something there that had a fatal attraction for him.

Not knowing how much time had passed or how far he had walked, he finally reached the edge of the bright area.

Staring at the chaotic light ahead, he couldn't help but frown, wondering what it should have looked like.

At this moment, there was a sudden click and a slight sound quietly spread out from the chaotic light.

He suddenly raised his head and saw a pair of eyes so huge that they almost filled his entire field of vision. They were slowly emerging from the chaos and were also looking in his direction.

Everything seemed to disappear, and only he and the pair of illusory eyes that were difficult to describe in words were left in the entire empty space.

"These seem to be my own eyes..." He looked into those eyes calmly, and soon came to a strange conclusion inexplicably.

But the next moment, the conclusion just reached was overturned.

"These are not my eyes, but the eyes of the Lord."

"I was fighting a life-and-death duel with the Lord. No, that's not right. It should be that I was competing with the Lord in speed. I don't know whether I killed him first or the Lord killed himself and escaped first."

"So, who is the Overlord, who am I, and why are we fighting?"

He pinched his brows, blood happily flowing out of his seven orifices, but he could not find his previous memories no matter what.

Huge waves arose again from the depths of consciousness, one after another, continuously hitting the sea of ​​​​awareness, and in an instant it reached a level that could no longer be tolerated.

Until without any warning, everything in front of his eyes went dark, and he lost all perception of the outside world.

(End of this chapter)