40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Don't, don't sing!"

Li Jialing manipulated his body, his face full of weakness and pain, and waved his hands at Li Yao again and again, "It's me, Brother Yao, I'm normal now. I have completely regained my body. Please stop singing!"

"Jialing!"

Li Yao was overjoyed and hurriedly shut his mouth, "Okay, okay, I just don't sing, to be honest, I can't stand it..."

The twisted figure formed by the intertwining of blood glow and black mist was struggling desperately, trying to get back into Li Jialing's body again.

However, Li Jialing's will condensed into golden flames, preventing Wu Yingqi's remnant soul from invading again, and even conversely, swallowing Wu Yingqi's remnant soul with big mouths.

Destroying the house by the soul is so dangerous. Once the original owner of the body awakens, it is very possible to swallow the power of the house-taker-the old Li Yao, that is how the memory and power of Ou Yezi are swallowed.

"Want to get in? Don't think about it!"

Li Yao tried his best to force Wu Yingqi's remnant soul out. How could he not allow him to retract into Li Jialing's body, but he condensed psychic energy to his forehead, opened his brows, and condensed his spiritual power into one. With a huge hammer, he slammed into Wu Yingqi's remnant soul, "I am!"

boom!

It was as if a big bell was ringing severely, Li Yao and Wu Yingqi's spirits collided violently, knocking out a shock wave visible to the naked eye.

There was still a slight gap between the strength of the two souls, but Li Yao’s soul was protected by the original body, while Wu Yingqi’s remnant soul was miserably exposed in the void. The two collided, like an armored train hitting an ordinary. It is conceivable for the shuttle car to be more seriously injured.

Li Yao's soul was only knocked back into his brain, but Wu Yingqi's remnant soul was knocked to pieces, like a dark cloud blown away by a strong wind, unable to reconsolidate for a long time.

Coupled with Li Jialing's constant release of brain waves, like the sharp blade of the sun, it cut the dark clouds even more.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wu Yingqi had never been so embarrassed and desperate. The fragmented remnant soul was constantly twisting and struggling. He wanted to reunite but was cut away by Li Jialing, and he wanted to escape but was resisted by Li Yao.

And Long Yangjun also took the opportunity to launch a final attack on him, hundreds of fine-looking crystal needles shot at him, all nailed into his remnant soul.

"I--"

This frenzied generation of heroes finally came to the end. The word "Zhen" echoed in the distorted remnant soul for a long time, and could not say the next thing. It was about to be completely annihilated and could never be transcended.

However, the "dark clouds" floating in the air suddenly shrank, shrinking into hundreds of round and deep black water droplets—the same as what Li Yao just saw in the phantom space.

"not good!"

Li Yao's face changed drastically, and suddenly thought of the most terrifying possibility.

Since the "Plan for Tomorrow" fell short, Wu Yingqi suffered heavy losses in succession, struggling all the way to the present, and has lost all chances of comeback.

But he still had the last choice, to detonate all his last spiritual powers, "soul blew himself", and died with Li Yao and Li Jialing.

In the depths of the Seven Seas Big Market, he once remotely directed Wu Yingqin to explode his brain, almost causing serious damage to Li Yao, and although he does not have a real brain, the degree of the remnant soul is far Not Wu Yingqin's heart can be compared.

"Be careful!"

Li Yao acted decisively and subconsciously stood in front of Li Jialing—his spirit was far stronger than Li Jialing, and there was no reason to let his little brother directly suffer Wu Yingqi's suicide attack before his death.

boom!

Before Li Yao could completely block Li Jialing, the hundreds of black water droplets condensed with the power of Wu Yingqi's remnant soul exploded fiercely, turning into black storms, black waves, and black whirlpools, sweeping everything!

Li Yao was the first to bear the brunt, being drawn into the vortex shattered by Wu Yingqi's violent consciousness, feeling the invading of all the fragments of Wu Yingqi's spirit, will, Taoism and memory, like a small boat floating in the stormy waves.

The real world disappeared again, and countless fragments of memory that were more real than the reality rushed towards him, as if a lifelike world was photographed on his face.

This is Wu Yingqi's memory.

Wu Yingqi's memory was like a hot bullet, which penetrated Li Yao's brain, causing Li Yao to experience a lot of trance from Wu Yingqi's perspective-the same as the memory fragments of Ou Yezi he accepted in the past.

He saw that he stood on top of a huge starry sky fortress, inspecting an endless star sea fleet through a 360-degree holographic light screen, and the capital of each starship was engraved with the real human empire. The three-star blitzkrieg insignia, which is as brand-new as the starship, full of vigor and vitality, just like the sun that has just risen.

This should be the first grand military parade just after the establishment of the true human empire-it is also one of the most impressive images in Wu Yingqi's fragmented memory.

Then, the fleet twisted, the battle castle was annihilated, the memory was taken away, and it went back a long, long time ago, in the vast and dark star sea, he--Wu Yingqi, like a ragged sampan, was drifting along. Occasionally, he encountered the wreck of a gruesome ship, and a **** flame rose from the depths of the wreck, showing him a grinning smile.

"This should be the Blood God Child."

While reading Wu Yingqi’s memory fragments, Li Yao thought to himself, “Wu Yingqi is in the depths of the star sea and encounters the scene of the **** of doomsday war. This is the moment to change his destiny. It is naturally unforgettable, even if he is imminent death. will not forget.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yingqi's memory fragments all the way back to the past, and experienced countless bizarre and mottled pictures, slowly frozen in a gloomy rainy day.

There was a downpour outside, and there were countless flaming torches in the rain, held high by thousands of mobs who were fanatical like wild animals.

Those thugs seemed to be possessed by the gods, completely deprived of human rationality, and screamed and rushed over.

The next picture is a little fuzzy.

Because Wu Yingqi's main perspective was soaked in tears, and was covered by a pair of warm and rough hands.

"Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Li Yao heard Wu Yingqi's remorse and howl, "I shouldn't believe these ordinary people. The reason why they were so kind in the first place is only because they have not gained power. Once they have gained uncontrollable power, they will instantly Can become more cruel than our cultivators!

"I was wrong, Mom, I ruined this world, what should I do now, Mom!

"If I can escape, I won't make the same mistake again, I won't believe them anymore, Mom, I don't want to be a comprehensionist anymore, I want to be an avenger, I will avenge you, mother, I Swear, I swear to God, I will kill all the ordinary people who hurt you!"

"Fool, fool..."

Immediately afterwards, Li Yao heard the master of the big hands intermittently, “You have made a lot of mistakes, but don’t go from one extreme to the other. Whether you are a cultivator or an ordinary person, we are all exactly the same human beings. , The mistakes human beings make, we all make.

"The important thing is, the important thing is not to lose faith in mankind, don't hate mankind, this world is still saved, don't give up on it, don't give up on the path of cultivators, even if it is difficult, you must stick to it.

"Remember, Archie, no, there are no shortcuts. Anything that looks like a shortcut is a misguided path. It's all..."

The warm voice came to an abrupt end, the rough big hand slipped from his face, and the tears and rain mixed together, making ordinary people who rushed at him like a huge black wave, which instantly drowned him, swallowed him, and shattered it. .

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

Wu Yingqi, who was a teenager, let out a howling heartbroken.

Li Yao suddenly awakened the meaning of this memory.

This is Wu Yingqi's memory when Wu Yingqi has not escaped from the Wuying realm and Wu Yingming was destroyed by the civil war, right?

The owner with a warm voice who died in his arms should be his mother.

That's right, this is something Li Yao had never thought of just now.

Wu Yingqi also has a mother.

And judging from the early education Wu Yingqi received, his mother should be a standard cultivator, even a pedantic and feminine cultivator.

So, did Li Yao’s song just arouse Li Jialing’s feelings for his mother, or did he awaken his memory of his mother for hundreds of years in the memory of Wu Yingqi, which led to him as a cultivator. Is his Dao heart completely disintegrated?

This can be regarded as a certain degree of crooked beating.

This picture of memory is extremely long, but also extremely distorted and blurred. From Wu Yingqi being caught by a mob on a squally rainy night, to when he was tortured countless times to surrender the last secret of the practitioner, to when he was arrested. The mob locked the meridians, tied the five flowers, and plunged into the hot crater. In the end, the picture was frozen at the moment when he fell into the crater, panic, despair, anger, and regret.

Then Li Yao discovered one thing.

His consciousness was actually trapped in this frozen memory palace, unable to get out!

He was like an illusory shadow, spinning around the crater of the volcano, but he couldn't find a way to get rid of this memory.

The mob on the side of the crater and the young Wu Yingqi who fell into the crater were all immobile statues and could not provide him with any help.

Such a weird scene, even when he was devouring Ou Yezi’s memory fragments, he rarely encountered it. No matter which direction he sprinted, it was like a punch on the cotton, no matter how strong it was, it would dissipate or even be rebounded. come back.

"No way!"

Li Yao's scalp was numb, "Is it true that I was really blew up by Wu Yingqi's dying spirit, exploding my life, and I want to go down to the Nine Nether Yellow Springs with him arm in arm?

"No wonder I float and glimpse and see the memories of Wu Yingqi's life. At the moment of death, people would originally see these things like a horse lantern!

"No, a just, shiny and witty superhero like me who just saved the world and died so inexplicably? This is unfair, this is totally unreasonable!

"Escape, I must rush out of Wu Yingqi's dying memory!"

Just as Li Yao was spinning around in a hurry and gritted his teeth about to rush out, a faint voice came from behind the dead silence.

"Thank you, Li Yao."

This sound caused Li Yao's pupils to instantly shrink into pinpoints, his shoulders rose high, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

Yes, yes, it's Wu Yingqi's voice!