On the sequelae of suspended animation + voice

Chapter 1: Out of the Mountain

Take a deep breath, feel the true qi slowly flowing between the tendons, gather in the dantian, condense into a ball, and finally melt away, disappearing without a trace like a stone sinking into the sea.The corner of Zong Nian's mouth curled into an imperceptible smile. After three years, after three years, he finally reached the seventh level of Jiekong.

The biggest feature of this exercise is just like its name: all empty.For those who have practiced all empty, firstly, it is difficult to detect its existence, and secondly, it is difficult to see its cultivation level, just like colorless and odorless air, nowhere to find, but everywhere.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more the cultivator looks like a non-threatening ordinary person, which makes people forget at a glance.However, the moment you ignored him, the murderous intent had already arrived.

Zong Nian went through Jiekong's mental method carefully in his mind to consolidate, and couldn't help but think of Jiekong's origin.It makes it a bit treacherous, completely contrary to the popular front-to-back moves on the righteous way today, and it sounds like it is a low-level method to take advantage of others' dangers.This is unavoidable, because Jie Kong is originally one of the three great thieves techniques, and it is the mind technique left by the famous thief Tse Han hundreds of years ago.

Thinking about three years ago, he hadn't practiced at all.It's just for revenge... so I had to give up the wind chopping swordsmanship that I had practiced before, my surname and first name, my past, and live in a cave somewhere under this nameless cliff , Sleeping in the open air, sleeping on a rock, practicing day and night without stopping, waiting for one day to achieve success, then went out to avenge this whole body of blood.

Recalling the painful past, Zong Nian's eyes were darkened. Even though three years had passed, he still felt that those scenes were vivid in his memory as if they were yesterday, and it hurt his heart.In front of him were the steep inner walls of the cave, which were obscured by the dark sky. The days of cultivation quickly passed through his mind one by one, Zong Nian murmured.

"Father, mother, you just wait. Ji Zhi has not forgotten that day... Ji Zhi has already prepared, just waiting to use the blood of the enemy to pay homage to your soul in heaven!"

Ji Zhi is his word.He already had his own characters before he reached the age, and his parents doted on him and let him, who was still a naughty child, play around to get it himself.

"Oh, why is it called Ji Zhi?" Mother held him in her arms, her voice soft and loving.The immature he replied solemnly, "Because Nian'er's name is to let me remember the kindness of my parents' upbringing, so Nian'er should always remind myself, remember it firmly, and never forget it!"

Always remember, never forget...

Yes, he will never forget those who claimed to be righteous, but forced both his parents to commit suicide in the name of demons, slaughtered 47 people in Feixingwu, and only imprisoned him as the son of sinners. , a righteous person who tortured with various punishments in order to obtain secret treasures.

Blood feud, he will never forget!

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Startled by a bird's cry, several birds fluttered out of the dense forest and flew straight to the top of the cliff.If someone stands on the edge of the cliff, he can see that besides the birds, there is also a shadow that is as fast as the wind gliding over the cliff.

This person is Zong Nian.

After resting all night, he packed up and left the cave when dawn was approaching.I didn't bring anything when I came down, and I was naturally alone when I left.

Although the clothes he had worn for nearly three years were washed clean by him with the lake water at the bottom of the cliff, they were as worn out as a beggar on the street.Zong Nian stepped on the protruding stones on the cliff to borrow his strength, while thinking about how to carry out his revenge plan.

Now he can easily hide in the crowd, it is convenient to kill a lot of people, but he has more than one enemy.Those who were present that day, apart from the mastermind Qing Guang Zhuang Zhuang Qing Changrong, there were also more than a dozen people from the Poshan Family, Danyang Village, and Shifang Pavilion.If he kills one family at a time, he may only kill one enemy and the rest will be prepared, and even discover him, and join forces to deal with him again.There are many people on the other side, but I have only one person, so I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Well, let's pretend to be a beggar first, investigate all those sects one by one, and then make a plan.

Half an hour later, Zong Nian stepped firmly on the edge of the cliff.Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zong Nian only took a short rest, and immediately straightened his waist and walked straight forward.The bottomless cliff of thousands of feet has been left behind by him, and a sliver of the morning sun that just emerged from the sky shines on his handsome profile. The hatred has not washed away the heroic spirit between his brows, coupled with his temperament like a tough bamboo, Even in shabby clothes, you can still make an impression.

Fortunately, Jiekong Xinfa is still working, no matter how handsome Zong Nian is, it is difficult for others to notice him.Otherwise, it is estimated that he would have been recognized and caught before he even walked in front of the enemy.

Zong Nian walked for two days before reaching the nearest small town.Penniless, he had no choice but to find a temporary worker at the post station to carry goods, and it took him two full months to earn enough travel expenses.

This small town is still some distance away from Hongcheng, where Qingguangzhuang is located, and the road is too far away, so Zong Nian and the post station rented a horse and prepared to ride it forward.He bought a set of plain cyan short-sleeve shirts and a bamboo hat, which looked no different from ordinary Jiang Hu people, neither conspicuous nor obtrusive.

Everything was ready, Zong Nian stepped on the horse and set off with a whip.

This is the real start!

But Zong Nian, who was riding a white horse at this time, had no idea that Hongcheng was no longer the Hongcheng he had been in.

Zong Nian stood in a place he should be familiar with in a daze.The land under his feet was originally the gate of Qingguangzhuang.He still remembered that there were two majestic and tall stone statues of blue lions in front of the door, one on the left and one on the right guarding the plaque with the inscription Qingguangzhuang.After his parents committed suicide, he was shackled and held in Qingguang Manor by Qing Changrong to torture him day and night, just to force him to tell the whereabouts of Chi Xingyulian.

But the scene in front of him... the stone statue of the blue lion is still there, but the majestic gate has disappeared, no, even the whole Qingguangzhuang is gone.The majestic buildings, pavilions and pavilions are all turned into a straight stone avenue. There are horse-drawn carriages passing by on the avenue. There are some stalls selling various groceries on both sides of the road, and even farmers are selling fresh vegetables.

Here—it looks like a market no matter how you look at it.

Zong Nian had to suspect that he had gone to the wrong place, but he asked several passers-by on the road, and each of them seemed to be enthusiastic and kind-hearted, and introduced him in a local accent:

"This is the original Qingguangzhuang. Two years ago, they all died for some reason. That was scary. Then it was empty and there was no heir. Later, for some reason, someone took the empty Qingguangzhuang After buying it, it will be disassembled at once. Now it has become like this, it is very convenient to buy things.”

In other words, someone destroyed Qingguangzhuang before him?

Zong Nian looked at the busy street in front of him with a complicated expression, and couldn't find any trace of Qingguangzhuang at all.

What the hell does this happen?Could it be that Qing Changrong has too many enemies, has someone rushed to take revenge before him?Or is there something strange behind the matter?

With such doubts in mind, Zong Nian rode again to Pofeng where the Poshan family was located, but found that Pofeng was covered with dense forests, and the scenery was pleasant. There was only a thin mountain trail for people to climb the mountain. , and there is no trace of a family ever living here.

There must be something weird behind this...

Zong Nian couldn't help feeling a little more irritable, but no matter whether he went to Danyang Village or where the Shifang Pavilion was located, he found that these righteous sects that were once famous for a while had all become what they used to be.

Could it be that someone has already discovered their plot to capture Chi Xing Yulian to act for the heavens, or that several of these forces fought against each other to kill each other, or offended a more powerful force that led to these righteous ways Kill the door?

But even though there were thousands of conjectures, Zong Nian couldn't confirm them all.

There is only one fact before him, and that is——

He wished that the enemies who could eat their flesh and blood were all dead.

There is no need to take revenge on him anymore.

The author has something to say:

Zong Nian: After three years of feigning death and then leaving the mountain, it seems that I have been abandoned by the whole world. Who can tell me what is going on? ? ?

After three years, I wrote an ancient style 2333

It's not long, this article won't be a trap!