Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead

"Hmph!"

Li Xuanqing turned and left, and everyone laughed as if they had won a battle.

After a while, they began to talk about other things.

"In this Kyoto, there is a strong man in the middle stage of the great sect hidden! This man is on the bank of the Qianjiang River, across the river, and cuts the river with one sword. He is a real hero!

Several masters of the innate master in Kyoto fought for the sword mark visualization, and two died and four were seriously injured."

"Hiss~! So powerful?"

Zhou Yi didn't expect that the other party would judge him as a master in the middle stage of the great sect.

It seems that his strength is far superior to others in the same level.

Not bad, very good.

After eating the braised beef and drinking half a jar of apricot wine, Zhou Yi walked out of the Xinghua Tower.

As soon as he went out, a chill hit him in the face, and heavy snow fell from the sky.

"It's winter again."

Zhou Yi slowly stretched out his hand and caught a six-sided snowflake crystal. The light coolness came, reminding him of his previous life.

When he was a child, his family was poor and he didn't have many toys. When winter came, he looked forward to snow, making snowmen, and playing snowball fights for free. It was undoubtedly the best fun to relieve boredom in childhood.

Even at home, around the stove, his mother would tell them stories with dumpling skins.

Cao Chong weighed the elephant, Snow White, the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood.

Dad would drink a little wine, eat peanuts, and occasionally tell them a story about the Fengxue Mountain Temple.

Now that he has traveled through another world, he doesn't know how his family in the previous life is doing?

I don't know if there is any hope to go back in this life?

I hope my parents are healthy, I hope my sister can meet a good man, and I hope my brother can be admitted to the university of his choice. I hope everyone is fine.

Zhou Yi walked towards home in the snow.

The heavy snow was flying like catkins.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and even the lights of the restaurants and inns on both sides of the road were slowly turned off, and it was pitch black everywhere.

However, when Zhou Yi passed by Huibao Pavilion, he found that the red lanterns at the door of Huibao Pavilion were hung high, which was particularly dazzling.

This made him raise his eyebrows, because hanging red lanterns was a signal to find him.

"Why would Wang He suddenly look for me at this time?"

With the surge of true energy, Zhou Yi's face changed, and he soon turned into Li Changshou's face.

He came to the door and knocked on it. Suddenly, a voice came from inside, and there was a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Who is it? Here."

Soon, accompanied by a 'creaky' sound, the shopkeeper Wang He opened the door with a coat on.

"Hey, Master Li, you are finally here."

He looked around the door and saw that there was no one around, so he hurriedly invited Zhou Yi inside.

"Master Li, outside is not a place to talk, come in quickly."

Zhou Yi walked in, Wang He took off the red lantern, and then entered the house.

"Master Li, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

"No, just tell me why you suddenly came to me?"

Wang He came over with an apologetic smile.

"Master Li, it's not me who wants to find you, someone wants to find you, and I'm forced to do so."

"Who wants to find me?"

"The God of Thieves Li Guangling!"

Although Zhou Yi had never seen the other party, he had heard of this name.

Because there are only a few famous thieves in the whole Daqian, the God of Thieves, the Saint of Thieves, the King of Thieves, the Immortal Thieves, and the Tyrant Thieves. When the guests of the teahouse and the wine shop chat, they will inevitably compare themselves with a few people.

Li Guangling is famous in Chu and Shu, but he is not a gold-grabbing lieutenant who seeks dragons and divides gold, but a flying thief, that is, a thief who specializes in stealing from rich people. It is said that he has reached the innate realm and has great strength. The court sent the Zhenwu Division to track him down for many years but failed to catch him.

We are all people on the road. It is easier for him to find himself than the Daqian court. He only needs to check the stolen goods circulating on the market to follow the clues.

"The thief god Li Guangling? I have not offended him, right?"

"I am not sure about this. It's just that Li Guangling has come to my house in person and asked for you by name. If I don't help him find you, he will kill my whole family.

Master Li, please don't blame me. I am just an ordinary businessman who makes a living. I really can't afford to offend him, so I have to hang red lanterns and invite you to come out of the mountain."

"I know."

Wang He is a small character after all. He is in the rivers and lakes and cannot help himself. This matter cannot be blamed entirely on him.

Besides, he has helped me deal with the stolen goods in the past few years, and the cooperation is quite pleasant.

"Did that man tell me how to find him?"

Wang He said quickly:

"He said that you only need to go to the mountain temple outside the city, where he is waiting for you."

"Mountain temple? I see."

Zhou Yi got up and left, and Wang He said quickly from behind:

"Master Li, Li Guangling is very powerful and has entered the realm of innateness. You...you take care of yourself!"

"I see, go to bed, it's late."

Wang He sighed and closed the door.

Zhou Yi escaped into the darkness, tapped his feet lightly, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot, turning into a stream of light, and quickly rushed to the mountain temple outside the city.

In a moment, Zhou Yi arrived at the mountain temple.

The spiritual perception was released, and he could clearly sense the existence of a strong blood and qi.

It turned out to be a person in the realm of innateness!

Zhou Yi did not restrain his breath, so the first moment he arrived, the other party also sensed his breath and had already stepped out of the mountain temple. It turned out to be a thin and tall man in his thirties with a small mustache.

"Thief Saint, we finally meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light shot out of Zhou Yi's eyes, instantly cutting off his head.

Li Guangling's head was spinning in the air, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

Was he killed instantly?

Are you kidding me?

He is an innate master!

He is the god of thief who dominates the world!

He was actually beheaded immediately after being confronted by someone?

Is he a big boss?

Is the Thieving Saint a big deal?

Damn it, you are already a big family member, but you still dig up other people’s ancestral graves. How shameless!

Plop.

Li Guangling's body fell to the ground, his head fell to the ground, and rolled to the side.

Zhou Yi came to him, covered him with his palm, and used the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Kung Fu to refine his remaining skills and absorb the memories at the same time.

[I didn’t expect that the Prince of Chu’s Mansion actually hid a map of the Wusheng ruins. Hahaha, I’m making a lot of money this time! 】

[However... the ruins of the Martial Saint must be full of institutions, and if you make one wrong step, you will die without a burial place. It's a bit difficult. I'm not good at touching gold. Wouldn't it be a narrow escape if I go in? 】

[I heard that there are robber saints in Kyoto, and they are very good at finding gold. Why not trick him into coming here, and offer me a lot of money to open the tomb of the Martial Saint for me. When the time comes, if you kill him again, you don't have to pay and you can safely get the inheritance from the Tomb of the Martial Saint? I'm such a genius. 】

"Although it is thousands of miles away from Kyoto, if I follow the stars and follow the moon, I can travel two thousand miles a day and come back in only ten days." 】

"Martial Saint's Tomb, Martial Saint's inheritance! No wonder this kid came to find me. It's a pity, I don't like being used as a weapon."

Zhou Yi touched his arms and quickly took out a sheepskin scroll and some banknotes.

As the God of Thieves, Li Guangling had a home all over the world. He carried his cooking skills with him and didn't have much money on him.

However, this Martial Saint inheritance made him quite concerned.

The Martial Saint's inheritance may contain the Martial Saint's techniques, experience notes, and the like, which would be a treasure for a casual cultivator like him who is trying to practice on his own.

Although the memories of the undead can be obtained on weekdays, most of them are small pieces of scum, and it is difficult to find them in large quantities and above, let alone the martial saints of the country.