Into the Immortal Cultivation - Chapter 1959

[Chapter 671: Demand, Price]

“It seems impossible to talk about ‘we are the same clan’?” Paulin Tianjun asked.

Wang Qi, who was on the side, translated on his behalf.

No way, after all… Knowing the language was given to him by the God of Beauty, so he couldn’t make a copy for others, and he couldn’t copy the language he had summed up for other monks. So he can only participate in this dialogue as a translator.

Qing Yanzong nodded. There’s nothing to deny that. In fact, he didn’t even understand the human language, and even if he wanted to pretend to have awakened his memory, Wang Qi’s random probing twice would reveal the truth.

He has no memory of being a “human” at all.

When he heard the news, Wang Qi was stunned. Because he beat him to death [although he couldn’t die], a large part of the reason was to find something about “Xiantian” in the minds of the human race predecessors.

The axis of the Xiantian universe, the oldest and largest black hole, is where he, and most of the human race, have the opportunity to prove the Tao.

According to common sense, a Mahayana cultivator mostly has the memory of his predecessor and cannot say all, but self-knowledge must come from the immortal before the robbery. And many memories are also very clear.

There won’t be any “can’t remember” situations. Remember it is remembered, and lost is lost.

Although Qinghaizong has cultivated to the Mahayana period, he does not have any complete memory of his predecessor.

There may be a problem here.

It is even said that Qingzong’s memory of the “previous life” has been damaged,

which is an unacceptable ending to Wang Qi.

After his body inside the beast organ knew the news, he turned around and punched the wall behind him.

If the punch hits the ground, then a mountain will collapse.

Qing Yanzong shook his tentacles and said, “However, the only outsider I can manipulate… that immortal artifact is indeed the relic of your clan, and you still keep the records of that immortal artifact. I think that’s convincing enough.”

Wang Qi nodded.

The real name of the black disc is the half-immortal artifact “Yuanyi”, and it is the side tray of the balance composed of several immortal artifacts.

According to the records, it was originally supposed to be held by several Mahayana monks, Parmenides. Bamenli is a senior of Lianzong, but his achievements in logic also have some inspiration for today’s Lizong. After all, the Lizong Lianzong of Wanfamen today is completely different from the Lizong Lianzong of several families. . Bamenli’s most famous thesis, including “tortoise and hare racing” and Zhilong Zhenren’s “flying arrow does not move”, can be classified as a class of problems in mathematics.

After losing track, he should have left Shenzhou with Bamenli soaring.

Therefore, among the two skeletons held by Qingzong Sect, the identity of the human skeleton also became clear.

It’s just that, after 40,000 years of change, the Taoist traditions of the hundreds of schools of thought in the Middle Ages have been scattered and integrated into the entire human culture, and their descendants have long since disappeared in history. Therefore, it will take some time to prove the identity of Bamenli through the evidence of the way of life.

At present, China has set off a new round of Jigu craze. It should be said that it is the Jigu trend that was brewing ten years ago. Wanfamen specially allocated funds to search the land of Shenzhou for possible descendants, same clans, collaterals, etc.

But at least the disc “Yuan Yi” can be confirmed.

And there is a connection between Qingzong and Yuanyi, which can also be confirmed.

Paulin Tianjun was silent for a moment: “But these alone are not enough for us to regard you as a ‘compatriot’.”

“Well, I understand.” Qing Yanzong’s tone was calm: “Maybe I need your help. You can help me. , discover the part of my soul that belongs to the ‘Bamen Li’.”

Wang Qi sighed slightly, but didn’t say anything.

But Qing Yanzong lowered his body on the table and said, “However, since you have already decided to help me with this, you might as well… do me a favor again, just take it as it is, and do good things to the end.

” Looking at Qing Zong, there was a moment of silence: “Our duty…”

“I know.” Qing Zong said: “But, I hope you can do…a little bit more. We have adapted to that abnormal world. Even a cultivator needs to pay a lot to adapt to the normal world. So… help us.”

Tianjun Baolin said: “I understand.”

Qing Zong said: “That’s good, I’m very satisfied, thank you. ”

Paulin Tianjue sighed slightly.

Qing Yanzong is indeed a remarkable character. Just relying on the few words he heard here, he understood the purpose of the human race. Then, he not only decisively handed the half-immortal artifact Yuanyi to Wang Qi, but also asked the Immortal Alliance to move this family to other planets.

Of course, he is also willing to pay the price.

Qingzong Zong is willing to accept the method of banishing immortals.

He only thought about it for a few hours, and then agreed, at the expense of his current “self”, in exchange for more assistance from the Immortal Alliance.

This attitude, so Pauling awe.

However, respect comes from respect, and respect comes from respect. No matter how strong the ability, how noble the morals, or how revered the position in the hills, the individual of the Qingzong Sect does not need him.

What the Immortal Alliance needs is a few seniors, Bamenli, or even just a little bit of information about the “axis of the universe” among the seniors.

This is where the human race is preaching.

Wang Qi’s mood is quite complicated. In the early years, he was limited by the original technical means and was mistakenly judged to be a banished immortal, so he had some intersection with the banished immortal. In his opinion, if the exiled immortal was greatly influenced by the past life, it would be fine if he had no feelings for this life. It is absolutely reluctant to wake up, like Qingyanzong, who has not awakened in the Mahayana period, and has deep feelings for the hills.

For these exiled immortals, letting his current self be replaced by his previous life is even more extreme than killing him.

Murder is just a no-brainer. However, it would be very sad if even one’s own ego was crushed and turned into an occasional flash of thought in another individual’s mind.

Gou Dabao, the exiled immortal who Wang Qi had come into contact with and is still wandering in the outer orbit of Shenzhou, is one of them.

How could Qingzong really want to be replaced like this?

However, what the human race needs is the Bamen fence.

Therefore, he just said: “So, senior, prepare well, what else do you want to do?”

Qing Yanzong thought for a moment: “Then Brapu and Qingpus, are you okay?”

Wang Qi Yao He shook his head: “I haven’t woken up yet, I’m hanging on to my life. After all, my family has never studied the physiological structure of the people in the hills, so it’s hard to treat those two people. There’s no way to cure the disease, so I can only take it slowly. But fortunately, Those two are also cultivators in the integration stage, with strong vitality, they will always be fine.”

Nabu and Qingpus were saved by Wang Qi during the melee. They had murdered each other before, directly chopped off half of each other’s body, their physical strength was broken, and it stands to reason that they would die. Therefore, neither party rushed them to make up for it. However, Wang Qi infiltrated them and hung their lives with the flame of life.

After that, they came to the human race starship with Qingzong Zong to receive treatment [and be studied incidentally]. Qing

Anzong sighed: “I didn’t wake up… It would be better if I didn’t wake up. I can’t say anything about them like this. Although they wanted to kill me, they saved me after all.”

It’s embarrassing to meet people. Now he no longer needs high-pressure politics to maintain the stability of the hills, nor does he need to kill anyone. And those two worms must not necessarily want to see Qingzong.

Qing Yanzong said: “If I don’t tell it in person, then you can help me convey it and say, ‘I have forgiven you, go back’.”

Wang Qi asked Jin Yaori to create a special file to record it, and then said, “What else?”

“The Son of Mist…” Qing Yanzong hesitated. Wang Qi said: “The Son

of the Mist has only lost most of his power. It is not difficult for the Heavenly Jealous to simply increase his power. If he finds a suitable environment, he will soon recover.”

It was found when the Xianmeng formally explored this planet.

To be precise, it should be the “remaining body” of the Son of Mist.

During the battle between Wang Qi and the King of Silence, most of the body of the Son of Mist “evaporated”.

However, the Mist Child still retains a small part of his body.

In the form of “spores”.

Well, it’s just under the soil where Wang Qi stayed.

The reason why this planet was able to form the soil was not only that the corpses of the deserters of the hill people had been concentrated there, but also that the Son of Mist had spread part of the many microorganisms of its flesh there.

This is one of the reasons why Wang Qi is difficult to find it. In fact, the Son of the Mist existed in that environment from the very beginning, and there was no such thing as a “coming” or “going” state.

Originally, in order to help the Qingzong Sect, Son of the Mist concentrated all his power on the other side of the planet. Under the black soil, only a small force remained, entering a state of dormancy. On the other side of the planet, after its body was completely destroyed, this part revived.

It’s just that this part of him doesn’t know what’s going on at all. Its last memory was when Wang Qi told him that “Qingyanzong is going to be beaten to death”.

That’s the magic of jealousy. At the beginning, Senior Sister Mi’s clone followed Wang Qi, and the clone had no connection with the main body, but after the task was completed, the clone’s memory was unobstructed and unified with the main body.

Humans have a hard time doing this.

Qing Zong thought for a while and said, “Indeed, I need to see him. In the final analysis, I am sorry for him.”

So, Qing Zong followed Pauling to the middle of the starship. , I saw a big jar that was shaking and shaking.

That cylindrical tube has a metal top and top, but the walls are transparent. Inside, there is a mass of black and gray. Something like thick smog.

This is the only body left of the Son of the Mist. But any depressing thoughts it had, it chatted happily with the monk beside him.

[It turns out that not all of you are as strong as that monster. Let me tell you, I have a friend who is almost as weak as you.]

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