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The Devil Bear stopped its movement of standing up, and leaned its huge head forward, the distance between it and the teenager was less than a meter, at this moment the teenager could even hear the heartbeat and breathing of the Devil Bear clearly, those who were more timid had already fainted from fear.

"Hidden aptitude, Limitless Source of Pill..." The voice of the nine star Devil Bear was very light, but it carried an extremely shocked tone.

It was also at this time that Hu Muqiu's remaining bit of Primordial Spirit flashed with gold light and slowly rose up in the big bear's hand, transforming into a shadow. Seeing the startled Can Yang in front of him, he also laughed emotionally: "Haha, hahaha, your talent is fake like trash, the Limitless Source of Pill, there's actually such a talented cultivator in this world. It seems like there's a successor to the Ancient Universe Art, I thought that the Ancient Universe Art will disappear along with me in this Cultivation Realm, but never would I have imagined that … I didn't expect this, hahaha, hahaha! "

With that, Hu Muqiu's gaze suddenly gathered on Can Yang. His eyes lit up and with a serious voice, he said, "Child, what is your name?!"

The youth's mind was in a mess. Should he say the names of his previous life or this strange world?

"Can Yang." The youth still said his original name.

"Can Yang, remember, I am called Hu Muqiu, everyone calls me the strongest rogue cultivator, I want you to promise me one thing, Qiu Yunsan, Sect Leader, Yi Tianyun, one day you have the power to defy the heavens, kill him!" Take the Ancient Universe Art and enter the Eastern Mountain, little boy Zhou Tie, you must remember my words! "

The moment he finished speaking, regardless of whether Can Yang heard it clearly or not, he did not remember it. Suddenly, a rainbow-colored light flashed.

At this moment, Can Yang felt like he was in the void, the world was spinning, his blood was swelling up, and thousands of different kinds of discomfort was engulfing his body. It would not be wrong to describe him as having a life worse than death.

Who knew how much time had passed …

At this time, the nine star Devil Bear had also undergone a huge change. Its huge body was suddenly faintly discernable, one part human, the other part original. Could it be that this Devil Bear had already stepped into Divine Pet's realm? Or...?

However, Hu Muqiu did not see it, because his last remaining Primordial Spirit was about to scatter and completely disappear from this world. When he decided to impart the Ancient Universe Art and his cultivation was to be injected into Can Yang's pill origin, he knew that he would most likely die.

"Master!" The Devil Bear let out a sorrowful roar, and finally, the red light grew brighter. Its two palms desperately condensed a red light shield that enveloped Hu Muqiu's remaining Primordial Spirit. This was really Hu Muqiu's last remaining life …

At this moment, the Devil Bear had also collapsed. Holding the red light screen, it stared blankly with its bear eyes wide open, gritting its teeth, it spoke in grief and indignation: "Master, don't worry, even if I have pierced through the heavens, I will definitely let you live!"

With that, the already injured and dying Ninstar Devil Bear stood up again. It glanced at Can Yang who fainted on the ground, then gently picked up Can Yang and took a step forward before disappearing into the forest.

In the next moment, the nine star Devil Bear appeared in another patch of forest, gently placing Can Yang next to a towering tree, and said with a low voice: "Child, you are very lucky, in a few days, it will be the day that the Eastern Mountain will recruit disciples once every hundred years, go to the Eastern Mountain, I can only bring you here, from now on, it will depend on your luck …"

Eastern Mountain was an ancient sect. As for when it was established, other than the Eastern Mountain Sect Leader, perhaps no one else knew.

If not for him being in the air, the ancient buildings in the Eastern Mountain would not be visible at all. This was because the place was filled with cliffs, ancient trees that reached the sky, and even a waterfall that fell from the sky, a cliff in the abyss, between the mountains, there was only a wooden suspension bridge.

After an unknown amount of time, Can Yang slowly woke up. He hit his head and looked around in confusion. The things that happened these past few days were too unbelievable.

He was the number one physician in the Central Plains martial arts world, and after experiencing thousands of trials and tribulations, along with numerous setbacks, ridicule, and astonishing perseverance, he became the number one physician when he was twenty years old. He was truly a genius, and a few days later, he was killed by the person he trusted the most.

Even his body wasn't his. It was only the body of a twelve-year-old teenager. In his mind, there were many memories that didn't belong to him, fragmented and scattered.

According to his memory, three days ago, Young Master, the aristocratic family, was wiped out by a sect called Qiu Yunsan. An old servant risked his life to save him, and only after Young Master escaped could he look like this.

For this, because of these memories, Can Yang got to know this strange world, and this body was a cultivation trash. That old servant didn't give up on Young Master and started teaching him since he was four years old, but he was never able to become a real cultivator.

He was a doctor, and for the past few days, he had discovered that in this world, there were many rare and precious herbs that were extinct in his previous life, but the people in this world did not seem to understand the uses of these herbs and thus treated these herbs as weeds. He was not interested in Sword Cultivation, the cultivation method, or the formation method.

Since he was allowed to live, he wasn't willing to be ordinary!

Can Yang stood up shakily, shaking off the memories from before and thought back to what happened before he fainted.

"The strongest rogue cultivator, Hu Muqiu, that big bear?"

"Qiu Yunsan? Sect Leader, Yi Tianyun? "Kill him."

"Hidden aptitude, Limitless Source of Pill..."

"Ancient Universe Art?"

"Enter the Eastern Mountain!"

That's right, after entering Eastern Mountain, Can Yang wandered for a few days, he also wanted to find a sect. Everything that happened now, was he dreaming, or was it real?

Can Yang wanted to find the answer. He wanted to kill the people who killed him, but the prerequisite was that he had to become stronger. That's right. Become stronger!

He needed sufficient strength, power, status, money, and power!

"Enter the Eastern Mountain." Can Yang muttered to himself as he looked around. His eyes were determined as he walked.

He didn't know, however, that this was the Eastern Mountain realm …

This forest was called Red Wood Forest, which was already the boundary of Eastern Mountain. After passing through this forest, and going over another mountain, it would be the Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate.

Normally, there were very few people who visited this place, and in the past few days, the people who passed through the Redwood Forest were coming one after another. If an ordinary person wanted to reach the Eastern Mountain Mountain Gate, they would have to pass through this place.