Legend of the Great Saint

Li Qingshan's heart shocked. As he succeeded step by step, he gradually devoured the memory of “I”.

This memory is really shallow, it's not a raging flood, it's just broken pieces of ice, each with the same dark background, and the same scene is repeated:

Mountain-like migrating saint in the ruins; sky like the well head in Xuanlui Cave Mansion; and she cried like a homeless child.

This scene also deeply stabbed him, more painful than enduring torture in hell.

“Turns out... ‘I’ forgot everything. ”

Turns out... “I” am not a coward!

They all went through terrible ordeals, struggled to escape their plight, and all bore scars.

Though he has not lost any memory, the torture of hell and the unrelenting betrayal have set him on fire with rage and hatred and deep suspicion.

If the great saints would betray each other, what would be the sight at the end of this nine-day journey?

In his heart, there was no doubt.

Until this moment!

“I” sank calmly and frankly into the infinite sea of knowledge, and again I couldn't help but think: “Who am I? ”

Even with perfect turtle blood, you can deduce astronomers, insight life count, the only question is always unanswered.

Alas, you don't understand!

However, it doesn't matter anymore, Li Qingshan is back.

Suddenly, a voice answered with certainty: "You are Li Qingshan! ”

A big hand grabbed “I" 's hand and dragged “I" up from the deep sea.

On the surface of the sea, the two faces of Li Qingshan face each other, like a mirror, have the same appearance, but have a completely different temperament.

Spinning, fierce and silent, enthusiastic and cold-hearted, repeated arguments, confrontations, glow!

“It turns out that ‘I’ 's tortoise has grown big and naturally suppresses all sorcery. If ‘I’ hadn't given up on its own initiative, it would hardly have been able to be usurped. And if it's a face-to-face showdown, he has all the memories, even more than ‘I' can understand how horrible those three mountains are! Oh, did I spare my life? ”

Yes, it really counts, “I” is who I am. He's just a Numen.

“I”, with the body of the demon, has unparalleled potential, which may be the only chance to rebel against the Lord.

And yet he smiled, and the next moment, "I” felt a flood of memories, and all the stories she had told me about the past were in sight.

Teenage years with cows, youth time across the world...

The first time I met her, I parted from Niu...

Everything became absolutely clear. It is no longer just a wonderful story, but a truly truthful life in which the emotions are so strong that it is easy to break down the frozen heart and turn it into a sea.

The demonic changes that had to be suppressed were all awakened. Small frozen worlds in the body, starting to function anew, the heavens and the earth roaring.

“I” finally found his name, frowned and looked at him with complexity.

“Why?”

Even with the same memories, the differences are greatly bridged.

But because the body of the god devil is essentially different from that of the self-indulgent Numen, there are still huge differences, and it is never possible to be so simple as not to separate and unite one another.

This is naturally a huge benefit for "I”, but for him it is not only a renunciation of a salivable victory, but also a strengthening of the opponent. Memories were restored, and so was the spirit of battle and obsession.

“You will die for her, but I will not live for it. ”

“Hey, you're not afraid. After I've survived six holocausts, I'll crack you down and refine the Numen! ”

This fragile balance is simply because the Numen are higher than a great realm in the body, and once the realm is the same, "I” will have an overwhelming advantage. By then, eliminating the messy Numen is the best option.

“Your thoughts can't escape my surveillance.” He pointed to his head.

“Monitor yourself? What a * * * * * * nut!” I laughed at myself and looked into his eyes: "Man becomes! ”

“Yeah, people change. But in Hell, Six Ears said to me," Believe me, we are different from those in heaven. "”

Even if betrayed, they persist.

If he can't believe himself, what's the point of nine days?

He returned all his memories, without any reservation, and turned to disappear into a small world in the sea of knowledge.

Leaving “me” alone, thinking back to what happened in hell, the look gradually became firm: “I have to believe! ”

I believe that one day I will be able to come back to agreement with myself. Believing that this day will not be too far away, these small differences will be nothing when we are once again in a state of despair and confronted with unbeatable and powerful enemies. Survival and killing are the most important.

This, “we” all know, is the only way to explode the strongest power than to destroy each other.

Li Qingshan walked all the way, the most indispensable was the desperate and powerful enemy.

“Hey, who let“ we ”choose such a path! ”

Close your eyes and digest your memory.

The extinction fire disappeared, the terror that destroyed everything spread, the fax disciples were worried about each other, some did not understand what had happened.

The only thing that stunned me was my pride, as if I had seen something incredible.

Generally speaking, such spin-offs occur, either in separate directions or in the form of a male or female, or even in the same way. Never heard of it, but it could finally coexist peacefully.

This is the biggest difference between Li Qingshan and ordinary practitioners.

If the quest is for eternal life, then the road is halfway to the sky in order to avoid the danger of death.

If it is the interests that are being pursued, then it is only by trying to kill each other that everything can be monopolized.

How many more people are willing to sacrifice themselves, become themselves, and believe themselves in this situation?

Smile and sigh: "This bastard is a monster! ”

Li Qingshan digested all his memories, slowly opened his eyes and liberated himself from the state of spiritual turtle change.

Though not regaining the Numen, all demonic changes have been revived, and as long as there are any more breakthroughs, you can survive six heavenly robberies.

And all that the Numen experienced in Hell, all their understanding and thinking, will be his new sustenance. Especially the wind given by the Great Sage of Ventilation, in which the information is precious and of no less value than the three great mountains, from which all demonic changes can benefit.

The journey of magic is imminent, it is time to go even further!

Before that, however, he needs to meet Ann and tell her...

Hungry Dao · Wuhua City

The lonely city is high, the wind is bleak, and the clouds cannot open.

Xiao An is worried and has no heart to practice. He came back and forgot who he was. Even though the city pool still stands, the roots have shaken and collapsed day after day, there is nothing she can do about it. What use is practicing?

At this moment, a man descended from the sky and opened his arms with a smile: "I'm back! ”

She held onto him and tried to show a smile, but couldn't help but burst into his arms and hold him tight.

Everything will be lost and there will be no mistake. That is her Li Qingshan!