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The Northern Wilderness is located in the extreme north of the world of Fengshen, and the Fengshen Dynasty is also called Beihuang - Tianhuang. The reason why it is called Tianhuang is because there is a cultivator named Tianhuang, who respects this cultivator and calls Beihuang Tianhuang to show respect.

Feilong River, Yueming River, Canglan River, and the feat of "three rivers flowing together" were achieved under the clamping of the Tianyuan Grand Canyon at Wolongling.

When flowing through the outer periphery of Hongchen Sword Gate on the south side of Tianhuang Forest, the river suddenly turned 180 degrees, forming a major turning point. It broke through Guiwang Abyss and Tiger Jump Valley with unstoppable force, and flowed into the Giant River Luo River, the moat of the Fengshen Dynasty, and went down thousands of miles, gradually entering the Guixu Ocean in the extreme east.

Tianhuang is located in the northernmost part of the Great World of Fengshen, and is the ideal home for the cultivators at the bottom of the cultivation world. The old man Tianhuang didn’t know what method he used, so he asked the heads of the seven sects of Cultivation to jointly issue the edict of the Heavenly Dao, “All the golden elixir cultivators in the Great World of Fengshen should not step into the northern wilderness.”

This strange edict made many low-level cultivators see hope for cultivation.

The Northern Wilderness covers an area of ​​more than 30,000 miles, reaching the mouth of the Tianmo Valley in the south, reaching the Tianhuang Plateau in the north, facing the Guiwangkou in the east, and the Heilongze in the west. The Northern Wilderness is located in the extreme north, and it was originally deserted, but since the edict of the old man Tianhuang, many low-level cultivators have visited Tianhuang. A hundred years later, Tianhuang is the place where the most gatherings of the lower-level cultivators in the world are the most at ease in the world. Because the killing and plundering outside are too cruel, as long as the lower-level cultivators do not step out of Tianhuang, they can have no worries about their lives.

Thousands of years later, a new atmosphere gradually emerged. All sects and sects practiced in a closed mountain, and there was a peaceful atmosphere everywhere.

Tianhuang Forest, close to the intersection ten miles away from the entrance of Tianmo Valley,

Towering ancient trees are continuous into a large area, revealing the ancient and desolate ancient meaning everywhere.

An ancient tree that only seven or eight adult men can embrace each other, the main pole soars up into the sky and pointing directly to the depths of the sky. The spreading branches are half the size of a football field, blocking the dazzling sunshine in the sky and leaving a cool and dry place.

Zhang Hao stood in a daze under the shade of the tree, looking at the clean and clear sky in the distance like an idiot. When he turned around, when he saw the towering ancient tree behind him, his eyes almost rolled out of his eye sockets, his eyes were a little confused and his expression was as dull as petrified.

After a while, Zhang Hao recovered, withdrew his gaze, looked around, stretched out his slender and delicate five fingers, and used his fingers like the wind. His five fingers quickly passed through the trousers that were like to ruined catkins, and pressed tightly on his thighs covered with black hair.

Only a miserable wailing sound came from under the tree, and then Zhang Hao, wearing a strange Taoist robe, stumbled out of the shade of the tree, cursing, "It hurts so much!"

Many weak birds in the forest were frightened by Zhang Hao's crazy-like symptoms and flew around.

Zhang Hao didn't care about the birds above his head. He looked at his hands and then at the torn clothes on his body. He smelled the smell of anxiety emitting from his nose.

Looking down at the charred marks as thick as his thumb on his waist, he felt inexplicably terrified.

While trying hard to recall and observing the surrounding environment, Zhang Hao became more and more shocked the more he looked at it. The trees, flowers and plants here were full of vitality, with a strong smell of grass and trees, and his finger veins and palm lines were all lifelike. Now this situation doesn’t look like a dream!

Zhang Hao thought intently, and while he pulled a big hole in his clothes hard to tear apart the broken clothes to bandage the wound on his waist, he didn't expect that he could not tear it apart with all his strength. This thing was soft but had a toughness and was very strong.

Seeing that he was unable to tear the clothes on his body with his strength, he pulled out a sword of essence and iron behind him, trying to use the sword of essence and iron to cut open his clothes and bandage his wounds.

What is surprising is that even this savage sword cannot cut off his clothes.

"What is this? So tough!" Zhang Hao became curious and simply took off his clothes and placed them on a bluestone. He waved the sword in his hand with both hands, and quickly swung several swords towards the clothes.

Only a jingle sound was heard.

The sword slashed on the clothes and slipped. Most of the force cut on the stones under the clothes through the clothes. The sword and stones intersected, making a sound of jingling gold and stone attacks, but the clothes were not damaged at all.

Zhang Hao put on his clothes helplessly and held a big tree with his hands. He used too much force just now, and now he felt dizzy in his mind, and many bizarre memories emerged from his mind.

Relying on the big tree, half asleep and half awake, he finally remembered something, but he felt that his memory was a little broken, as if some part of it had been forcibly erased, and there seemed to be memories of two people in his mind. This feeling made him feel a chill in his heart.

I remember that I was playing the world of fairy tales at home last night? Why did I wake up and get here? Could it be that I was struck by lightning and traveling through time?

The body he traveled through time was a guy who had lost his memory by being beaten, which made him feel helpless.

In his previous life, he was an orphan, without any worries. He didn't even know who his parents were. He didn't know if the owner of this body had a father. He was cautious while thinking.

This ghost place seemed like a different world, with the ancient trees around him being outrageously large, and the strange birds and strange beasts above him all made him feel terrified.

A white halo suddenly appeared in his mind. These halos were like stars in the night sky, and suddenly appeared in his mind, making his head feel like they were suddenly stimulated by a small needle in the depths of his head, which made him almost unconscious.

Then an old man's voice sounded, "Haha...haha...I'm finally going to wake up!"

Zhang Hao could no longer bear the pain. He fell to the ground and rolled in his head with his head in his arms, roaring out of his mouth: "Get out of here!"

With his angry voice, the white floating light in his mind disappeared. Zhang Hao breathed in a big breath of fresh breath around him, gradually returning to the clear light.

The sound just now disappeared.

While staring around, Zhang Hao recalled what had just happened, as if not only had a human memory in his mind, but also a strange old man was talking.

This made him even more puzzled.

The surroundings were quiet, no one appeared, and no sound sounded again. It seemed like a dead silence was falling into his mind, which made him feel inexplicably frightened.

This kind of fear is like you are the only one left in this world.

Zhang Hao closed his eyes slightly, but this time he felt his consciousness instantly sinking into darkness. The darkness as dark as ink seemed to fall into the abyss. The breeze around him blew from a distance, making people feel inexplicably desperate.

Many strange memories emerged from his mind, such as the world, the master, the senior sister, and the tower of the sky, the ancient witch clan, the sword techniques, fragments and messes filled his memories.

At this moment, Zhang Hao suddenly felt the hairs behind him explode, and a sense of inexplicable chill in his heart. He quickly turned over and sat up. He saw a tall man wearing Miaose costume, covered with various strange symbols, and a feather was inserted diagonally on his head, walking towards him.

Looking at the ugly and tall guy in front of him, a question flashed through Zhang Hao's heart.

"Why is this guy not having any sound when walking?"

Zhang Hao instinctively felt the danger and quickly got up and turned around and ran away.

The man behind him smiled secretly and said, "I want to run away! But you can't escape!"

I won’t be so unlucky! It’s not worth it when I just came over here and died at the hands of this weird guy.

Zhang Hao quickly got up, and his right hand unknowingly pressed on a Qiankun bag beside his waist.

As he pressed his hand on the Qiankun bag beside his waist, he felt many talismans inside. As his right finger touched his finger, the name of the talisman appeared in his mind, such as the flaming wind talisman, the small thunder talisman, the powerful talisman, and the stainless steel indestructible talisman...

There are also Yin Leisha, Poison Dragon Blast, and Burst Flame Crossbow.

Finally, he touched an extremely strange thing, like an old tree root, with five branches at the bottom, but he didn't know what it was, but it felt a bit heavy when it fell into his hands. Under these five branches, he could not feel the slightest spiritual energy contained in the talisman, but it seemed like he was going to stretch out his roots and pierce into the soil. And this thing didn't expect a name to appear in his mind like a talisman.

"What the hell is it so bad!" He threw this thing into the Qiankun bag casually, and a sudden gasp came from behind him, and a foul stench almost made him fall into a coma.
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