Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead

boom--!

On the silent river surface, there was a sudden loud noise!

The nearly 100-meter-deep river stopped flowing directly, and the sword energy reached the bottom of the river. The silt at the bottom of the river was separated, revealing the loess that had been hidden under the deep water for tens of thousands of years.

The sword marks were printed from one side of the river to the other side of the river, directly cutting off the body of the black dragon.

The horrific scene was like a miracle.

The huge shock even passed through the earth and reached Kyoto City.

"Cutting the river with one sword is really powerful."

Zhou Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, feeling slightly satisfied in his heart.

In the three years since he came to this world, he has gone from a small work that can be manipulated to what he is today. The progress is beyond imagination!

Worth it!

Rumble.

The river closed again with great momentum, and Zhou Yi turned around and left.

I have finished pretending and slipped away.

And just after Zhou Yi left, within a moment, more than a dozen figures in different clothes rushed over from all directions.

When they saw the huge sword marks left on both sides of the Ganjiang River, their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"So strong! Cutting off the river with one sword is what Da Zong did!"

"And it's not an ordinary big sect. I'm afraid it has reached the middle stage of the big sect. Otherwise, it will only cut off some small rivers. It is far from possible to cut off big rivers such as the Qianjiang River with one sword."

"Qingfeng Sword Sect, you are a strong man in the swordsmanship. You have seen the most swordsmanship in the world. Can you tell which sect this is?"

A middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and wearing a kerchief hat, stared at the sword mark for a moment, stroking his beard and shaking his head.

"It's a pity that I can't see this person's method. This person's method is too complicated. Although he uses Jian Gang, it actually includes many martial arts. It's messy, but he can actually perform like this. attack."

"Hiss~!"

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath. It was not just a simple use of swordsmanship that could cause such damage. Doesn't that mean that the other party's true cultivation level is even stronger?

Another old monk with white eyebrows in white cassocks stood up and said with serious eyes:

"Amitabha, the poor monk seems to feel some Buddhist scriptures from this sword. I would like to ask you to show your face and give this sword mark to the poor monk so that he can understand it carefully."

Everyone showed contempt.

"Master Huigang, why is everything related to your Buddhism?"

Master Huigang said expressionlessly:

"Amitabha. My Buddhist sect has vast and all-encompassing supernatural powers. It is not surprising that there are great masters of swordsmanship. Dear donors, if you don't preach the truth, a poor monk can only use fists and kicks."

"Damn bald donkey, do you really think we are afraid of you?"

"Fellow Daoist Dugu, Daoist Qingyun and I will join forces to gain the exclusive rights to this sword mark so that we can realize it together."

Everyone was fighting together, and for a while sword lights were everywhere, and the aura was like thunder, and they kept exploding.

Zhou Yi had already returned to the small courtyard. It was late at night, the most gloomy time of the day.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, because he felt something locked on him. It was not the gaze felt by the sixth sense, but the soul power felt by the mental power.

Turning his head to look, he saw many translucent shadows hidden in the dense persimmon trees, staring at Zhou Yi with eyes that wanted to eat Zhou Yi alive, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes, and he did not dare to step forward. .

"It turns out that there really are such things as ghosts in this world!"

Zhou Yi recognized that those were the people he killed.

I didn't see ghosts before, so I must have not reached the level of strength. Now that I have reached the level, my spiritual power is formed, and the other party is a soul body. In addition, it is the time of day when the yin energy is the heaviest, so naturally there is nothing to escape. Shaped.

But looking at them, they seem to be very afraid of themselves and don't dare to hurt themselves.

"They were killed by me in life, but they dare not take revenge after death. They are really a bunch of cowards."

Zhou Yi shook his head, and with a flick of his finger, a sword beam shot out into the leaves, and all the ghosts were instantly wiped out.

To deal with ghosts, he can use his true energy to turn into a gang, or he can attack with mental power. For him, it's just a piece of cake.

Time flies, and a few days pass.

Xinghualouzhong

"The Queen Mother was afraid that her son would be killed, so she did not dare to launch a decisive battle. As a result, my sergeant Daqian suffered countless casualties, all of which filled the mouths of the barbarians in Beimang! Does it mean that her son's life is important, and other people's sons deserve to die?"

"You're right. Two days ago, when the military draft was called up, I was notified to go there. My father immediately spent money to find connections and was exempted from military service.

If you really die for the country, we have nothing to say. As a man, if you sacrifice your life to serve the country, you can still be regarded as a hero if you are wrapped in horse leather.

But it's not worth dying for a prodigal! It’s really not worth it! "

The diners were all talking about the Beimang war with righteous indignation and were quite critical of the imperial court.

When fairness is trampled upon, people's hearts will naturally not be healed.

"It's the same in our family. Anyway, if you need money, give it to me. It's life-threatening. I don't have it."

"I think this big job will be over sooner or later."

At this moment, a person walked out of the box upstairs and said with a cold face:

"What nonsense are you talking about? The country is about to perish, is there still a family?

You are all shameless people. Do you want the barbarians from the North to break in, burn your houses, steal your food, kill your lives, and sleep with your women? "

Zhou Yi glanced at it and saw that it was Li Xuanqing.

This Li Xuanqing seems to be a man who is not appreciated for his talent. Zhou Yi often sees him coming here to drink.

However, the two of them don't communicate much.

The main reason is that Li Xuanqing always talks about his country and family, and the two of them can't talk to each other.

Zhou Yi guessed that Li Xuanqing was probably from the royal family. In feudal society, the country belonged to the royal family, and the people were all cattle and horses. In addition, Zhou Yi was a time traveler, so where did his feelings for his country come from?

It's true that he loves his country, because he is guarding the foundation of his ancestors.

But thinking about brainwashing himself all day long and making himself love Daqian is very uncomfortable.

His righteous words frightened many people, but some people were not convinced and immediately stood up to refute:

"Who do you think you are? Are you preaching here? Daqian is not my family. If you are really capable, why don't you let those princes and princes go to the battlefield to kill the enemy? Why are you yelling at me, a common people?"

"That's right, the Duke of Ningguo married his ninth concubine yesterday. He has enough strength to marry a wife, why doesn't he go to the battlefield to fight? Isn't Daqian his?"

"My family has been a single-line inheritance for three generations, and I haven't married a wife yet. If I die, there will be no one to burn paper money during the holidays in the future."

"You."

The shopkeeper saw that the two sides were about to quarrel, so he immediately came out to mediate.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, give me face, don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs."