Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“No, stop singing! ”

Li Jialing manipulated his body, his face full of weakness and pain, waved hands at Li Yiulian, "It's me, Brother Yiu, I'm normal now, completely regained my body, please stop singing! ”

“Jialing! ”

Li Yao was overjoyed and hurried to shut up. “Okay, okay, I won't sing. Honestly, I can't stand it myself...”

The twisted shadow of blood and fog is struggling desperately to drill back into Li Jialing's body.

But Li Jialing's will gathered in a golden fiery flame to prevent Wu Yingqi's wretched soul from entering again, and even vice versa. He ate Wu Yingqi's wretched soul with a large mouth.

Divine soul grabbing is such a peril that once the original owner of the body awakens, it is highly likely that the power of the grabber will be swallowed up - the memory and power of the European metallurgist was so devoured by Li Yao in the past.

“Still want to get into it? Never!”

Li Yao took all the strength of the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers to force out Wu Yingqi's soul. How can he retract into Li Jialing's body again? But instead, he concentrated his spirit to his forehead, his eyebrows opened the door, and his spiritual strength concentrated into a huge iron hammer, colliding with Wu Yingqi's soul. "I top! ”

Boom!

It seemed like a kilo of clocks had been severely struck, and Li Yao and Wu Yingqi's spirit had collided severely, colliding with the visible shock wave.

The strength of the two men's souls was still slightly different, but Li Yao's soul was protected by the original body, and Wu Yingqi's soul was exposed in a very tragic void. The two collided, like an armoured train crashing into a regular shuttle, and it was conceivable who was more seriously injured.

Li Yao's soul was only hit back into his brain, but Wu Yingqi's soul was smashed into pieces, like a cloud blown apart by the wind, which could not be regrouped for a long time.

Coupled with Li Jialing's releasing brainwaves, like the sun's razor blade, cut the clouds even more 708.

“Ah! Ah! Ah!”

Wu Yingqi has never been so wretched and desperate. The broken soul constantly twisted and struggled. He wanted to reunite and was cut open by Li Jialing. He wanted to flee and was resisted by Li Yao.

Dragon Yangjun also took the opportunity to launch a final attack on him. Hundreds of fine hairy crystal pointy needles “sex” came and nailed them all into his soul.

“I -”

This sadistic generation of heroes finally reached the end of the poverty, a “I” word echoed in a distorted soul for half a day, unable to say the next words, the eyes will be completely annihilated, the eternity will never last.

However, a group of “clouds” floating in the middle of the sky suddenly contracted into hundreds of rounded and deep black droplets - as Li Yao had just seen in fantasy space.

“Bad!”

Li Yao's face changed dramatically, suddenly thinking of one of the most terrible possibilities.

Wu Yingqi has been severely traumatized continuously since the failure of the “Tomorrow Plan" and has now lost all chances of turning over.

But he still has one last option, detonating his final spiritual power, “divine soul self-destruct”, together with Li Yao and Li Jialing.

Deep in the Seven Seas market, he had remotely commanded Wuying's heart to blow up his own brain, risking causing serious damage to Li Yao, and now he does not have a real brain, but the thickness of the remains is far from comparable to Wuying's heart.

“Careful! ”

When Li Yao stood by, his subconscious caught in front of Li Jialing - his soul was far stronger than Li Jialing, and there was no reason to let his little brother suffer the suicide attack of Wu Yingqi's pre-mortem spirit.

Boom!

Before Li Yao could completely block Li Jialing, hundreds of black droplets accumulating Wu Yingqi's soul power exploded, turning into black storms, black waves, black swirls, sweep everything!

Li Yao was the first to be caught up in the whirlpool of Wuyingqi's raging consciousness, and felt the debris invasion of all of Wuyingqi's gods, will, heart and memory, like a small boat floating and sinking in the midst of a shock wave.

Once again, the real world disappeared, and countless more real memory fragments swept across the face like a lifelike world shooting him in the face.

This is Wu Yingqi's memory.

Wu Yingqi's memory is like a hot bullet, breaking through Li Yao's brain, making Li Yao stand from Wu Yingqi's perspective, trance and love went through a lot - just like the memory fragments he used to take in Ou Yao.

He saw himself standing on a vast star battlefield, looking at an infinite Starfleet through a 360-degree holographic light screen, each starship's capital engraved with a three-star lightning bolt of the Real Human Empire, as new and vibrant as a starship, as if it had just risen into the sun.

This should be one of the most impressive images of the founding of the Real Human Empire, the first grand parade - the fragmented memory of Wu Yingqi.

Later, the fleet was distorted, the fortress was extinguished, and memories were withdrawn. A long time ago, in a vast sea of pitch-black stars, he - Wu Yingqi - walked with the waves like a worn-out slab, but accidentally encountered the wreckage of a dreadful ship. The wreckage raised a flame of blood from the sky and gave him a smile.

“This should be the blood godson. ”

Li Yao read Wu Yingqi's memory fragments and thought to himself, "It was Wu Yingqi who was in the depths of the star sea, encountering the scene of the demise of the Mad Son of War. This was a moment to change his destiny. Naturally, he was mindful, even when he was dying, he would not forget.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Yingqi's memory fragments went all the way back to the past and experienced countless images of strange land departures and speckle rejections, slowly rated in a dark rainy day.

Outside, there was pouring rain, and there were countless torches burning in the rain, held up by thousands of fanatical beast thugs.

Those thugs are like being possessed by the demons, completely losing their human reason, and squealing at them.

The next scene is a little blurred.

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

“Mom, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong! ”

Li Yao heard Wu Yingqi shouting remorse, “I shouldn't believe these ordinary people, they were so kind, just because they didn't have the power yet, once they gained uncontrollable power, they could instantly become more cruel than us who fix it!

“I'm wrong, Mom. I ruined the world. What am I supposed to do now, Mom!

“If I could escape, I wouldn't make the same mistakes again, I wouldn't believe them anymore, Mom, I don't want to be a fixer, I want to be a revenger, I'll avenge you, Mom, I swear to God, I'll kill all these ordinary people who hurt you! ”

“Silly, silly...”

Next, Li Yao heard the owners of those two big hands intermittently say, “You made a lot of mistakes, but don't go from one extreme to the other, the fixer is fine, the ordinary people are just the same, we are all the same human beings, human beings will make mistakes, we will all make mistakes.

“It is important not to lose faith in humanity, not to hate it, the world is saved, not to abandon it, not to abandon the path of the truthful, and to persevere, even if it is harder.

“Remember, Archie, no, there are no shortcuts. Anything that looks like a shortcut is a mistake, it's a mistake...”

The warm sounds stopped, and the rough hands slipped off his face, tears and rain mixed together, making ordinary people pouring at him like giant black waves that instantly drowned, swallowed and crushed him.

“Ow, ow, ow, ow! ”

Wu Yingqi, as a teenager, made a heartfelt howl.

Li Yao violently awakened the meaning of this memory.

This is Wu Yingqi who hasn't escaped from Wu Yingqi. Wu Yingqi's civilization was destroyed during the civil war, right?

The man who died in his arms, the warm voice, should be his mother.

That's right, that's what Li Yao just never thought of.

Wu Yingqi also has a mother.

And Wu Yingqi's early education suggests that his mother should be a standard fixer, even one who is too corrupt and benevolent to women.

So, did Li Yao's singing inspire Li Jialing's feelings for his mother, or did he wake up the dust seal deep in Wu Yingqi's memory for hundreds of years? His memory of his mother led to the complete breakdown of his heart as a fairy repairer?

It's all kind of crooked right now.

This memory scene is extraordinarily long, but also extraordinarily distorted and blurred, from Wu Yingqi being caught by the mob on a rainy night, to the moment when he was tortured countless times to hand over the last secrets of the repairman, to the moment when he was locked up by the mob and tied up with five flowers and thrown into the hot crater mouth. Finally, the scene was solidified at the point where he fell into the crater, adding horror, despair, anger and remorse.

Then Li Yao discovered one thing.

His consciousness is stuck in this solidified memory palace, and he can't get out!

He was like a shadow of nothingness, slipping and wandering over the mouth of a volcano, but he couldn't find a way out of that memory.

The mob at the mouth of the volcano and the young Wu Yingqi who fell at the mouth of the volcano were statues that were immobile and could not be helped in any way.

Such a bizarre scene, even when he devoured the memory fragments of the Eurometallurgists, was rarely encountered, and no matter which direction he rushed, it was like waving his fists on the cotton, more power dissipated and even bounced back.

“No way! ”

Li Yao's scalp was numb. “Did Wu Yingqi really blow me up before he died? I blew up my life. I'm going to go down to the Nine Yellow Springs with him?

“No wonder I floated and saw Wu Yingqi's memories of life. People would have seen these things like lanterns at the moment of death!

“No, a superhero as righteous, brilliant and intelligent as I am, who just saved the world and died? That's not fair. That doesn't make any sense!

“To escape, I must rush out of Wu Yingqi's dying memory! ”

Just as Li Yao hurried around, biting his teeth to rush out, behind a dead silence came the sound of ghosts.

“Thank you, Li Yao. ”

The sound instantly contracted Li Yao's pupils to the tip of the needle, his shoulders rose high and all the sweat around him stood up.

Yes, yes, the voice of Wu Yingqi!