Extreme Demon

Lu Sheng slowly woke up from his hazy consciousness.

"Well, what is this place?" He looked around.

In the space-time vortex, he flew straight in the direction locked by the formation, and soon encountered the first world crack floating in this direction.

In the vortex of time and space, most of the world's positions are fixed and there won't be much change.

What changes is the vortex. There are channels within the vortex that connect different worlds, but this channel will have different entrances and exits at every moment to connect different worlds.

The last import and export will never be the same as the next.

This is the complexity of the space-time vortex.

"It's just that I clearly entered that crack, why did I suddenly faint?" Lu Sheng had not experienced fainting for too long. Ever since his martial arts reached a certain level, he has never encountered such dangerous situations as losing consciousness.

After waking up, he slowly straightened up and found that he was lying in the bedroom of an ancient residence that looked quite historical.

The body was covered with a thick gray-white quilt, and the wall coverings fell off the surrounding walls, revealing the mottled gray-black underneath.

Opposite the bed was the window, and there was a faint sound of shouting coming in outside the window.

A set of blue-grey uniforms hangs on the wall on the right, which looks like tight-fitting uniforms worn by certain organizations in ancient times. There is also a slender silver-gray sword hanging on the side of the costume.

Lu Sheng's vision was clear and he saw a line of small words engraved on the scabbard: Yeshan Sword Sect. The words he uses are the memory and instinctive understanding of this body.

"By the way, where are the other memories??!" He frowned. This was the first time, the first time he came here, that he didn't have most of the fused memories of this body.

Lu Sheng opened the quilt, got off the bed and stood up straight. He looked down at his torso at this time.

On the surface, he looks a bit muscular, but he is still on the thin side. There is not much subcutaneous fat, and he looks very lean.

Lu Sheng recalled carefully, he couldn't remember exactly how he fell into a coma before.

It seemed that he had just rushed into the cracks in the world, and then he seemed to have hit something hard and lost consciousness completely.

For a being of his level to suddenly and inexplicably lose consciousness, this is simply unbelievable.

In addition, after arriving, I couldn't even find the memory, which was a bit troublesome.

Lu Sheng's soul turned around in his body, and he quickly found out the strength of the rules of this world.

"It's about one-third as high as the Heavenly Demon Realm!?" The previous pure martial arts world only had one-tenth the rule strength of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

But this world can actually reach one third! This is already very strong.

Without memory fusion, Lu Sheng began to rummage around the room. Soon, he found general information about this young body in a drawer.

An identity plate, a swordsmanship booklet filled with various notes and experiences.

Seeing these two things, Lu Sheng suddenly felt a slight tremor in his body, and immediately many intermittent pictures flashed in his mind.

This is the memory imprint of the physical body itself. Memories are not only recorded by the soul. The physical body also has similar functions, but it is not as powerful as the brain.

About ten minutes later, Lu Sheng sorted and absorbed the remaining memory fragments and finally figured out his current situation.

His body's name is Chen Ziluo, and he is an ordinary disciple of the Yeshan Sword Sect.

There are not many disciples of this Yeshan Sword Sect, and their swordsmanship is agile and changeable.

In today's martial arts world, the Yeshan Sword Sect is the second most prestigious and upright sect. In addition to Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei, the Qishan Martial Arts League, where the Yeshan Sword Sect is located, is the most famous.

"Shaolin? Wudang? Emei? This world looks familiar." Lu Sheng took off the standard long sword from the wall, pulled it out gently and took a look. It was a very ordinary blade.

This body, Chen Ziluo, is considered the second batch of disciples in the Sword Sect. He usually practices martial arts with the master's junior brother, Du Fengzi.

Chen Ziluo joined this sword sect five years ago and has learned three sword techniques from the beginning to now.

Qingluo Sword Technique, Meng Rusha Sword Technique, and the Skylark Flower Ling Sword that was only learned in the third sect.

Among these three swordsmanships, the last one, Skylark Flower Ling Sword, is the real core swordsmanship in Yeshan Sword Sect, and it is a top-grade swordsmanship that only formal disciples are qualified to be taught.

I just don't know why this Chen Ziluo was taught this high-grade swordsmanship, and then suddenly disappeared and was visited by Lu Sheng.

After sorting out the situation for a while, Lu Sheng put on his disciple's uniform, put his long sword on his back, and walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Outside is a small courtyard like a courtyard. There is a well in the middle of the courtyard. By the well, there are already two young people practicing swordsmanship at a fast pace.

The rising sun illuminates half of the courtyard into pale gold.

"I've met Senior Brother Chen!" When the two young men saw Lu Sheng going out, they immediately put down their swords and bowed in salute.

"Yeah." Lu Sheng didn't know who these two were, but that didn't stop him from easily using psychological guidance to get the information he needed from these two guys.

After standing at the door and talking to the two for a while, Lu Sheng roughly understood the situation in this world.

This place is extremely weird!

Not only Shaolin Wudang Emei, but also many sects with names he was familiar with, such as Five Tigers Broken Gate Sword, Iron Sand Palm, Beggar Clan, etc.

The whole environment is a bit like the situation in Swordsman. The court is corrupt and has very little control over the martial arts world.

The martial arts world relies on four major sects to maintain order. These four major sects are Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, and Qishan Martial Arts League.

"Isn't the Seven Mountains Martial Alliance the Five Mountains Sword Sect?" A thought flashed through Lu Sheng's mind.

Another point is that there is actually no vitality or energy of heaven and earth here.

It’s the same as when I was on Huangquan Star.

Apart from gas, there is no special energy in the air. Therefore, the internal strength of absorbing the natural essence of heaven and earth has no other use here except for a little concentration and calming.

In fact, most of the martial arts here are external martial arts supported by physical parameters such as speed and strength.

After thinking about this, Lu Sheng said goodbye to his two new junior brothers, washed up in a hurry, and left the courtyard slowly.

From the mouths of those two people, I learned that Chen Ziluo was going to attend a small gathering of various branches of the sect today.

Chen Ziluo studied under Du Fengzi Zhao Han, a master in the sect. The sect belongs to Du Fengzi's lineage, and the entire Yeshan Sword Sect has a total of four branches, and their teacher Du Fengzi is only one of them.

The four branches hold small competitions every year to test the strength of each disciple. At the same time, it also means to increase the sense of competition and enhance the motivation of disciples to practice martial arts.

There are four people in Du Fengzi's lineage, and two of them are still chasing an evil master in the south and have no time to come back, so this time the competition is led by Du Fengzi's first disciple, Ning Mei.

And Chen Ziluo, now Lu Sheng, ranked third among the four disciples and was inconspicuous.

Although he is considered a role among ordinary disciples, in the eyes of various factions, he is just a mediocre disciple who knows his name but is inconspicuous.

People with a level like Chen Ziluo's in the martial arts world would be the backdrop for those rising stars, talented swordsmen, and their followers.

Apart from being used to highlight the strength of rookie talents in group fights, it has no other purpose.

In addition to the courtyard, Lu Sheng quickly found senior sister Ning Mei eating meat buns and drinking soy milk in a bun shop on the right side of the house.

"Want a bowl?" Ning Mei is about twenty-three or four years old. She is not pretty, but overall she gives off a sense of calmness and rationality.

Sitting on her seat, she pressed her right hand on the hilt of the table at any time and slowly ate the buns with her left hand.

"No, Senior Sister Xie Ning." Lu Sheng shook his head and sat on a seat nearby, waiting for her to finish.

Ning Mei was born into a wealthy businessman family. Since she was a child, she had only one daughter, so she was raised as a son at a very young age. As a result, she became very fond of wielding swords and guns. After that, she was sent to the Yeshan Sword School to learn skills at a very young age. .

"You seem to have changed a little. Is it because you have made a breakthrough in your swordsmanship?" Ning Mei's eyes were rather sinister, and she could see the difference between Lu Sheng and before at a glance.

Not to mention anything else, there was a huge gap between Lu Sheng and the previous Chen Ziluo in terms of temperament.

Chen Ziluo was originally honest and introverted and didn't like to talk. He also shrank when he met her.

But now Lu Sheng, sitting next to her, was very natural, without any fear.

"Fortunately, I have some understanding." Lu Sheng replied.

Ning Mei nodded and stopped talking. She just kept eating the meat buns, while Lu Sheng was thinking about Chen Ziluo's true karmic wishes.

As soon as he arrived here, he faced the dilemma of being unable to find Chen Ziluo's remnant soul. If you can't find the remnant soul, you don't know what cause and effect must be completed to fuse the soul.

The two had breakfast. Ning Mei, as the leader, took Lu Sheng with her and left the courtyard block where they lived. Soon, disciples in gray and white came to lead the way.

Lu Sheng had been thinking about Chen Ziluo's cause and effect all the way, and what happened on this trip. He actually fell into a coma after falling.

It wasn't until the three of them walked to a tall manor with black tiles and white walls that Lu Sheng finally found the last body memory of Chen Ziluo, which was deeply hidden. Those neural memories scattered in the body's torso and internal organs were brought together by him to form some readable memory fragments.

"Congenital heart disease?" Lu Sheng was slightly confused after getting the memory. Not only does he have a heart disease, but Chen Ziluo also has a strange state of mind where he has no desires or desires, and has no love in life.

"No cause and effect? ​​No will?" He looked up the original cause and effect of Chen Ziluo from the depths of the cells of this body.

That is to say, there is no intention at all. The original Chen Ziluo only lived in this world step by step, practicing swordsmanship, eating, and sleeping.

He responded to the expectations of his family and the expectations of his teachers, but never responded to his own needs. Life is boring and meaningless.

As Ning Mei slowly entered the manor, Lu Sheng raised his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight above his head.

"Is life no longer ordinary?"

This is Chen Ziluo's wish. A very weak obsession, a very simple cause and effect.

Lu Sheng even felt that even if he didn't complete it, he could still absorb about 50% of the soul power.

"See you, Master!" At this time, Ning Mei in front had already cupped her fists and saluted a kind old man with a white beard.

Lu Sheng came to his senses and quickly saluted the old man.

"See Master."