The furnishings in the house were simple and plain, and the four walls were empty.
Ji Changfu lit the lamp and sat alone at the table. He slowly rolled up his long sleeves.
A line of blood-colored words was scribbled messily on the arm under the sleeve. At this moment, it had dried up and appeared a strange purplish-black color: &Quot; this is 'strange'. I'm losing my memory. &Quot;
His expression changed. Memory loss ... So that was the case!
No wonder he kept feeling that something was wrong!
At this thought, Ji Changfu immediately opened his storage bag and took out a talisman with blood patterns on a golden base and many strange objects drawn on it.
The talisman's aura was completely concealed, and there were no fluctuations of power. It was as if it was just a piece of gaudy paper.
Ji Changfu treated it very seriously. After taking it out, he cut his wrist and dripped blood on it. After the blood pattern had devoured his blood, it glowed slightly. Then, he held his hands in front of his chest and chanted a few words in a low voice.
On the talisman, a touch of green slowly rose.
Seeing this, Ji Changfu secretly heaved a sigh of relief and immediately stuck it to the back of his neck, covering it with his long hair.
This was the Heaven's Will talisman unique to the heaven's born sect, one of his trump cards.
It could protect one's mind and prevent all kinds of confusion from the outside world. Even in the face of "strangeness," it could keep Ji Changfu's mind clear.
He had lost his memories, and there was no way for him to recover them. However, if he were to encounter the erosion of his memory loss again, he would be able to stay in a clear-headed state before the talisman was completely burned.
And this period of time was enough for him to do a lot of things!
He had just stuck the talisman on when someone knocked on the door.
"Dong Dong Dong."
Ji Changfu went to open the door and saw the students of B Hall standing in an orderly manner outside the door. He was just about to ask why they were looking for him so late at night.
He suddenly realized that the talisman on his neck had already started to burn!
His heart was clear, and he immediately looked at the student in front of him vigilantly, but he did not dare to make a move immediately.
This place was strange. If he acted rashly before he understood the rules, it was likely to cause even worse changes!
The students glared at Ji Changfu maliciously. They didn't care about his reaction and directly said, " "Master Ji, let's play the wooden figure."
"We'll count to three, and then you're not allowed to move or laugh."
"If we lose, we'll continue to listen to the master's lessons tomorrow."
"If the headmaster loses, then let us demonstrate what we have learned during the day."
"Let's all play with the master!"
After that, the leading male student stood up and said loudly, " "I'll be the first!"
Immediately after, the other students shouted in unison, " &Quot; one, two, three, we're all made of wood. Don't move, don't laugh ... &Quot;
Ji Changfu's pupils shrank, and he did not dare to move.
This was a rule in the "bizarreness." Once violated, the consequences would be unpredictable!
His heart sank slightly. The wooden figure couldn't be touched ... The trump card he had prepared earlier had been completely wasted!
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In the waterside pavilion at the end of the nine-turn bridge.
The simple and crude furnishings were obvious at a glance.
PEI Ling walked around in a circle, then sat down cross-legged on the bed uninterested, preparing to cultivate.
Just as he was about to start, he thought of the medicinal pill he had refined during the day. He immediately took out a Supreme-grade heart enlightenment pill and swallowed it.
The moment the pill entered his stomach, a warm feeling spread.
It was as if his four limbs and hundreds of bones were soaked in warm water of the right temperature. He felt unspeakably comfortable and relaxed.
At the same time, his meridians expanded silently, and his thoughts became clearer and more agile.
PEI Ling suddenly had an epiphany. His aptitude and comprehension ability had suddenly increased by a level.
This enlightenment mind aperture pill was one of the legacy medicinal pills of the alchemy ancestor.
A cultivator could only take one pill in his life. The second pill would have no effect.
Before forming his nascent soul, PEI Ling would need an entire day to make a cauldron of mind-opening pills. He also had to reserve the amount of mind-opening pills he had traded with Zhou Miaoli, so he was reluctant to use them himself.
After he successfully condensed his nascent soul and became the Holy Son, he was busy preparing the materials for the divine transformation realm. He only refined the death reversing pill.
After all, although the effects of the mind-opening pill were not inferior to the undying life-changing pill, PEI Ling was the only one who had mastered this pill recipe. Most cultivators had only heard of the undying life-changing pill, but were extremely unfamiliar with the mind-opening pill.
For the convenience of the trade, PEI Ling had quite a number of life reversing pills on him, but he did not have many heart enlightenment pills in storage.
Fortunately, he had refined quite a number of Supreme-grade mind-opening pills in today's lesson.
Not only did he complete the deal he promised Zhou Miaoli, but he could also take the extra pills.
Although his cultivation was completely dependent on the system, no one would mind that his aptitude and comprehension had become better ...
As he thought about it, PEI Ling gradually felt that something was amiss. He was the Saint child of the heavy iron sect, so why was he suddenly teaching in a private school?
That's strange!
How did he end up in this private school?
PEI Ling immediately realized that his memory was severely lacking. However, although he could feel that he had lost his memory, he could not remember what he had forgotten.
"This kind of memory loss ... I seem very familiar with it!" PEI Ling frowned and thought quickly. &Quot; I have to think of a way to recover my memory! &Quot;
"No, that's not right ..."
"What I need to do now is to leave this place immediately!"
At the thought of this, PEI Ling immediately stood up and walked out of the waterside pavilion.
Creak. &Quot;
He quickly walked to the door and pulled it open without any hesitation.
&Nbsp; Hong long long ...
At the same time, a bolt of purple lightning streaked across the night sky, instantly illuminating a figure at the door.
His hair and beard were white, and his green robe was upright. The heavy rain fell and patted his body. The raindrops flowed down his face along his hair bun and dripped from his lower jaw, revealing his lapels. However, that person was completely unaware of it. He only had his hands behind his back and looked at PEI Ling expressionlessly.
His eyes were extremely strange, as if he was extremely eager and extremely disgusted.
The night was as dark as ink and the rain was pouring. The only lamp in the waterside pavilion was dim and cast a light from behind PEI Ling. The light shone on his face, making him look particularly eerie and terrifying.
It was the mountain elder!
PEI Ling's pupils immediately shrank. After the other party sent him to his room, he seemed to have been standing outside the door the entire time and did not leave even half a step?
The old master's lips quivered as he slowly asked, " "It's so late, where is teacher Wang Gao going?"
PEI Ling felt that there was something wrong with the mountain elder and immediately said without changing his expression, " "I want to go to the outhouse."
The old master looked at him quietly. The sound of the rain and the Thunder resounded all around. In front of the waterside pavilion and on the long bridge, the atmosphere gradually became tense.
After a long while, the old master slowly said, " "I'll Take You There."
Then, he turned around and walked in a direction.
PEI Ling felt that there was something wrong, but the thoughts in his mind were getting slower and slower, and more and more strenuous.
Soon, his reaction slowed down, but he instinctively followed the old master ...