Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

一

"Thank you for your help," the invisible god said in the void, "but you have to make a choice."

"I'm leaving," the young swordsman put his sword back into its sheath, with a calm voice, "leave this world and return to my own hometown. My relatives and friends are waiting for me."

"There are also your relatives and friends here. Once you leave, the memory of them will disappear together. Moreover, your cultivation will also disappear, and you will live, age, sick and die like ordinary people." The voice of God is calm and kind.

"I won't regret it. I've been stuck here for ten years. I'm homesick. I definitely won't miss this cage." The swordsman didn't hesitate at all.

"Okay, I'll take you home."

A road leads straight to the sky, and the extremely powerful young swordsman is on his way home.

After returning, he didn't remember anything about the magnificent world of mountains and rivers, and his cultivation was completely wiped out.

After returning to his hometown, he married a wife and had children normally, and lived his life in an ordinary and fulfilling way.

However, in the days before his death, he often dreamed back to that world, and scattered memory fragments surfaced in the depths of his consciousness.

When he was about to die, beside the hospital bed, he was holding the hand of his little grandson, and his consciousness was already blurred.

Before closing his eyes, he only had a few inaudible murmurs left: "I... I lost a piece of memory... I abandoned my relatives and friends in that world... I'm sorry for them ... If ... if there is a birth ... I don't want anything ... I just need that memory ... "

He regretted it after all.

In another world, the God of Heaven opened his eyes and sighed, "Forget it, let me help you again. But... well, if you want that memory, the price you have to pay is not small."

two

【Where is this place?Is it Shizhou?But why is the world so barren? 】

As soon as Su Yi opened his eyes, he felt that there was chaos, and his six senses were unclear. He is just a newborn baby now, and he can't feel clearly about the outside world, but he still feels that this world is extremely barren, and the spiritual energy is dry, which is extremely unsuitable for cultivation.

This is not the most important thing. What's more important is that even though he is a baby, he still has a ten-year memory in his mind.

A 16-year-old boy was led to a world called Shizhou, where spiritual energy is abundant and martial arts prevails.He lived on Misty Island and joined the Qingyun Sect until he was 26 years old. After the shocking war, he left Shizhou.

[What about before the age of 16? After the age of 26?Where am I?No coming, no going, who am I?This would never be Ten Continents, it was too barren, the environment was harsh, and it was suppressed too much.The root bones of people here are generally under [-], unlike Shizhou, where people with a root bone of more than [-] walk everywhere. 】

Memories of previous lives are not so easy to have.This is a shock and distress for a newborn baby.Su Yi often couldn't distinguish the difference between memory and reality, and his consciousness was so confused that it almost drove him crazy.

Finally he came up with a way, that is to start from the simplest and slowly separate memory from reality.

Every day, he was meditating silently.

"My name is Su Yi. I am not Su Yi, the immortal sword of Shizhou, but Su Yi, an ordinary child in the People's Republic of China. My mother is Cheng Wanling, and my father is Su Mingpeng. My mother is a housewife, and my father is a soldier. Here This is not Shizhou, this is Beijing. Shizhou has masters and senior brothers, but there are none here. There are no parents in Shizhou, but here are. Dad is very busy, and I only met once. Mom is very good to me, and I love her... ··”

He repeated the basic information over and over again, and it took him three months to fully adapt.

The grown-ups only thought that he was very well-behaved without crying or fussing, and no one knew his inner torment.

[I'm uneasy.The cause and effect of this memory is too heavy, the way of heaven is permanent, and the cycle of karma is retribution. If I get this memory, I will definitely lose a lot of things.There are a few things that I already know are lost, such as the cultivation base that spans the world, such as the endless longevity, such as the great environment in Shizhou that is very suitable for cultivation, such as all the old people in Shizhou.I just don't know, how much more do I have to lose? 】

In this strange world, Su Yi felt that he had completely lost control of his destiny, which made him anxious.

And the only tail of fate he can grasp is to regain his former cultivation.

This is too difficult, the environment is too harsh.Su Yi is proficient in the four ways in Shizhou, and he is also skilled in both martial arts and martial arts. He has excellent bones, as high as 98, and is only one step away from the perfect hundred bones.But in this life, although his roots are still Zhuo Luo's 98, and have never changed, but whether it is magic or martial arts, his practice is too difficult.

The aura of heaven and earth is dry, making it difficult to support practice.

Su Yi wanted to give up several times, but he gritted his teeth and persisted.If he can't even grasp this only bit of fate, how will he deal with the big cause and effect in the future?

The grown-ups gradually realized that Su Yi was too quiet. If they teased him, he would ignore him. When talking to him seriously, he would stare into the speaker's eyes and listen carefully, but no matter what he said, he would not make a sound.At other times, he eats and sleeps, silently struggling to practice in the harsh environment, and babbling and calling for people when he needs it.

At the age of eight months, the oral and tongue organs were basically developed, and Su Yi called her mother. It is not too early to be able to speak at this age.Su Yi was a little clumsy at first, but later he gradually got used to it, and he was able to express his thoughts fluently and completely. This made the adults very happy, and everyone praised him for being smart.

But Su Yi still seldom speak out, unless he needs help, he never speaks, cherishing words like gold.Most of the time, he is still fighting against the general environment and going against the sky.

And karma came faster than expected.

When Su Yi was three days away from his first birthday, his mother passed away.

[I paid another price, the mother's love in just one year is like a flash in the pan.In that ten-year memory, I didn’t see my mother, but now I finally have my mother’s company, but it’s only one year. 】

three

Su Mingpeng hugged Su Yi, Su Yi, Sui Xu's son tightly. This was the only property left to him by his deceased wife.

The little Su Yi has soft black hair, clear eyes, and no childishness in his expression.

"Son, we will live here from now on." The father took Su Yi into the simple and quiet courtyard.

Su Mingpeng is tall and straight, handsome and handsome, full of masculinity, with a typical masculine beauty, but at this time he has lost the pace of a dragon and a tiger in the past, and is very depressed.

【My mother's death hit my father very hard. He is now depressed. My father who took off his military uniform is not 26 years old, but 62 years old. 】

This is Xiayanshu, a beautiful small mountain village in the south. The place is not big, and you can turn around by lighting a cigarette.After the mother who was born as a commoner became a victim of the family struggle, the father retired from the army, took off his military uniform, and brought his son Su Yi to live in seclusion here, hoping to stay away from political conspiracy.

[Leaving Beijing, I have no complaints.I knew that my father was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to protect me, and that we would continue to be involved in cruel struggles.I'm also afraid that I'm too weak now, and I don't know how to maneuver, so I can't protect myself at all.So, escape is the best option. 】

Su Mingpeng arranged the portrait of his deceased wife in the main hall and lit incense. Su Yi was obedient and followed his father quietly to pay respects.

"We are the only ones left." Su Mingpeng hugged Su Yi and murmured, looking like an old man in his dying years.

When it was time for dinner, my father put Su Yi down, washed rice, washed vegetables, and cooked. They were so ordinary that he couldn't see the iron and blood of the past.Su Yi'an stayed in the house quietly, competing with the heaven and the earth, practicing hard.

In the past, Su Mingpeng was busy and had no time to spare. Su Yi was brought up by his mother Cheng Wanling. He only met his son a few times. Now that he is free, he cooks and thinks hard about how to take care of his son. He has no experience in this matter. No.

His cooking skills are average. After all, he seldom cooks. He is worried that his pampered son will not get used to it: "Xiao Yi, I can't do as well as your mother. Let's make do."

"No, it's very fragrant." Su Yi's voice was immature, but his tone was mature, without the ignorance of a child.

Su Yi wasn't picky at all, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, he was hungry.

Qingyunmen has a technique called Lianyuan, which can refine the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, replenish energy and physical strength, and achieve the effects of healing, health, and bigu, and it can be safe without water, rice and medicine.However, the vitality in this world is thin, and it is too difficult to operate the refining yuan. Su Yi can't make trouble with himself. There is food in front of him, so he naturally won't use the refining yuan.

Su Mingpeng was relieved to see that his son could use the bowls and chopsticks by himself. Fortunately, he didn't need to teach these trivial things, otherwise he would be helpless.

After eating and washing the dishes, Su Mingpeng didn't know what to do for a while, so he looked at his son: "tell you a story?"

Su Yi was entangled, such a childish activity, but he was too embarrassed to refuse his father.

His father took him as his acquiescence, so he began to tell stories, which were all interesting stories in the army. He didn't expect his one-year-old son to understand, but his quiet appearance was very suitable for an audience. He wanted to talk about his love for the army. Nostalgia yearning.

But Su Yi understood, and was gradually attracted by his father's description, eager to see the place where his father was fascinated.

Seeing his son listening seriously, Su Mingpeng talked more and more vigorously, and the place called the army became more and more attractive to Su Yi.

The father and son didn't stop until the lights in the whole village were extinguished.

Su Mingpeng wanted to reach out and hug his son down, but Su Yi jumped off the high bed first. Su Mingpeng was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back. He was relieved when he saw his son landed firmly and without force.

Su Yi went to wash up by himself, and Su Mingpeng was secretly glad that he couldn't teach these trivial things in life.

Su Yi didn't need his father's help, although Su Yi was young, he was able to take care of himself. He took off his clothes and shoes, put his hands on the edge of the bed, pushed himself up gently, and sat on the bed without his father's hug.

Su Mingpeng also felt something was wrong at this moment: "My son is not bad."

"Dad, don't be surprised, but just don't talk about these things." Su Yi rarely smiled.

"Who taught it?" Su Mingpeng leaned closer and stared at his son.

Su Yi's eyes are clear: "Self-taught."

"It's a pity not to go to the army at such a young age." Su Mingpeng shook his head and sighed softly.

"Why can't I go?"

"Because it's your grandfather's world there, and if you go in, your grandfather will catch you... Forget it, you don't understand these things."

"I understand, you are leaving the army because of this."

Su Mingpeng suddenly looked at his son: "Do you understand this?"

"I see."

"It's no wonder others," Su Mingpeng smiled wryly, "Father is useless, he can't work hard from the bottom. He borrowed your grandfather's strength, so he was taken advantage of by others. He shouldn't have been in the military academy in the first place. Your grandfather has a lot of old students in the military academy." .”

"Are all military schools the same?"

"Yeah... go to bed, it's getting late."

Su Yi got into the quilt and closed his eyes slightly.

He practiced the Yiji Xinfa, which is one of Qingyun sect's top-level inner martial arts, and it is very suitable for his physique.In those ten years, his external kung fu skills have been perfected and reached the pinnacle, and he needs to improve his internal kung fu to be able to afford the consumption of those external kung fu.

In the middle of the night, the original even breathing rate of his father suddenly changed, Su Yi was disturbed and opened his eyes.

Su Mingpeng was caressing a medal with no sleepiness in his eyes.

"Dad." Su Yi called softly.

"Huh? I'm sorry son, I woke you up." Su Mingpeng immediately put away the medal.

【Father was reluctant to part with that military uniform, but he still chose me.Almost at that moment, I decided to go down his path and see his troops.Those ten years of memory brought me endless confusion, and now I seem to have found a little direction in life.It's not terrible that life is short, what's terrible is that you spend your whole life aimlessly and can't find meaning. 】

"Dad, I also want to go to the army."

Su Mingpeng touched his son's tender face: "No, you can't enter the fire pit of the Su family."

"I didn't go to military school."

"Enlist directly in the army and work hard from the bottom... It won't work, it's too hard."

"Dad, you said that scouts lay the foundation in one year, learn tactics in three years, and produce high-quality products in five years. Then I will start now, can't I?"

The light in Su Mingpeng's eyes fluctuated, and finally he smiled wryly: "You are my son, how can I do anything? You are suffering, and my father loves you."

"I definitely don't complain."

Su Yi repeatedly assured, Su Mingpeng finally let go.