He Xu woke up from a coma and turned his neck hard. In his unfocused eyes, the empty room was passing by.

Wooden doors, wooden windows...

The bed was very hard, probably it was also wood. The feeling from his body made him think subconsciously almost at the same time.

When he wanted to find out where he was, another dizziness came in. The brain hurt, so he had to close his eyes helplessly.

"Am I not dead?"

He thought patiently and took a little breathing. After feeling a little awake, He Xu couldn't help but think.

So now I am under house arrest?

He lifted the quilt, perhaps because of his long coma, his limbs and consciousness could not cooperate well. This led to his every move, and he was quite staggering like a baby.

Looking down at the clothes, he couldn't help but frown... It was weird and the material was also very rough. But when he stood up barefoot and stood in the room, he finally discovered more strange situations.

Wooden doors, wooden windows, and unexpectedly wooden beds.

However, the wooden door is obviously not a complete one, but rather seems to be a very primitive and vulgar product made by more than a dozen slightly thicker trunks.

No matter how many anti-theft functions this door can have, the sunlight emitted from the gap makes He Xu unable to help but think of the scene after the wind and rain.

Even the door is like this, let alone the wooden windows.

He thought there was still window glass, but at first he thought: It was very bright. But a gust of warm wind blew in, and he was covered in cold sweat: there was nothing at all!

In addition, there was nothing else for him to speculate about in the simple beds and simple tables and chairs. What made him incredible was that this house did not have the atmosphere of modernity...

He panicked.

This feeling almost never happened again after he joined the discipline army. But when this long-lost feeling appeared again, he could not have the least surprise of "reunion after a long time". Instead, on this warm afternoon, a deep cold feeling like falling into a cold cave!

He almost rushed towards the rough and simple door, but because of the strange and lingering sense of incongruity, he fell down "splashed".

The sound immediately alarmed the people outside.

"Dazhi! You're awake!" This is a thick voice that makes people feel honest and honest. Almost at the same time as his voice, a tall figure came into He Xu's audio-visual video.

"You are really awake!" The man who spoke was wearing a coarse linen, about his early twenties. His expression was filled with unconcealed joy.

But He Xu was not in the mood to pay attention to this, glanced at him, raised his hand, "Help me up." After more than ten years of his career as a chief, he had already injected the power of superiority with words and laws into his blood, so that the rough man couldn't help but be stunned, and then he helped him up: "Old, Lao Si, what's wrong with you?"

He didn't answer, but just gently broke free from his hand, swung step by step, and walked towards the door that was pushed open...

"Fourth brother?Fourth brother!" The man seemed to finally wake up, and shouted outside the house, "Master, Master's wife! Second brother, Third brother! Fourth brother is awake! Wake up!"

Then people rushed over one after another, and He Xu vaguely felt that the most familiar one was the short and fat man who arrived first; followed by a beautiful woman in the palace dress in the age of 30.

It is worth mentioning that he also vaguely felt familiar with the other three people. But no matter what, he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.

He shook his head, because his head couldn't help but feel a little painful, and his vision gradually became blurred. But he still tried to separate the hands that wanted to stop him, but in the end... he was still stopped.

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Ten days later, He Xu sat on a wooden chair, brewing tea, and looked out the window lightly.

His eyes emitted clear light under the refraction of the sun. However, deep confusion was revealed in his heart...

Through indirect inquiries these days, he has roughly figured out his situation.

After only knowing it, he had to accept an incredible fact.

He traveled through time.

Traveling through the world of Zhu Xian!

His current identity is He Dazhi, the fourth disciple of Tian Buyi, who is the first to the Dazhu Peak of Qingyunmen, and is under Tian Buyi. Speaking of which, He Dazhi has a common name before entering the school, and coincidentally, it is also called He Xu. It is the same as his real name in his previous life.

The name "Dazhi" was chosen by his current master, the short and fat man. Their meaning comes from the five Confucian Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Responsibility: "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and trustworthiness".

Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, he will have another junior brother of "Da Xin". At that time, he will get rid of the embarrassment of the youngest at the moment.

But it is worth mentioning that the short and fat master obviously did not consider what name should be given to the subsequent disciples after the five disciples.

I think this is why the sixth one is called "Gambling will lose", and the seventh one is directly used to its real name. Of course, all of the above are his guesses when he was bored. But when he was still thinking about other things bored, Song Daren walked into his room and smiled and said, "The fourth brother, you're much better."

He Xu came back to his senses from the air. Seeing that the person coming was him, he couldn't help but smile. In the past ten days, the one who visited him the most was this senior brother. Thanks to him, He Xu was able to learn a lot of things while unfamiliar with the place. Therefore, he couldn't help but get closer to him.

So he smiled faintly: "It's much better." But his habitual indifferent expression made Song Daren think of something else. He patted He Xu on the shoulder and said, "Where do you still think about that?"

He Xu was stunned.

When Song Daren saw this, he just guessed it right, and said to himself: "The fourth brother, it's not that I'm talking about you. Before you get to the school, you're a scholar. In terms of knowledge, I'm afraid there are more than a master. But how can I get myself, I can't even see through the principle of "win and defeat are common in military affairs"? Besides, what's the point of defeat at Xiao Yicai? He is the master of the head of the sect and the first disciple of Tongtianfeng. I can't say that he will be the person in the head of Qingyun Sect in the future. Not to mention you, I'll be defeated by Qi Hao in just one move and two moves. And Xiao Yicai is even more powerful than Qi Hao. What's the big deal if you lose in his hands..."

He Xu watched Song Daren chatter in front of him in amazement. It was okay at the beginning, but as he spoke, he turned to him again.

In He Xu's opinion, although Song Daren advised him to lose to Xiao Yicai was a "common military service"; in fact, he was quite angry about his own loss to Qi Hao.

But even he himself had to admit that the "little white-faced person who only knows how to show off everywhere" (Song Daren complained) was far better than his in terms of understanding and qualifications.

But the two of them are both the first disciples of Yifeng. Such an obvious gap makes him unable to raise his head. More importantly, he is embarrassed in front of the heart of Wenmin. This is the key to his particular annoyance.

So, one complained, the other became the audience until the audience couldn't stand it and claimed that he had "recovered a serious illness" and needed a rest, so he drove Song Da away.
Chapter completed!