Legend of the Great Sage - 1576. Chapter 1576

In the boundless and deep darkness, time becomes blurred, it seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that there is only a moment.

However, he clearly remembered that for the twenty-third time, the mirror image and the original body were the same.

There was a sharp tingling in his brain, and he once again returned to his “original state”, and all his “wrong” thoughts were corrected. Not forgetting the “initial heart” turned out to be such a “headache” thing.

The pain came and went quickly, and I heard the sound of memory shattering, crisp as thin ice, and the fragments melted in the black water.

I don’t know what I have forgotten, maybe something less important, but I can’t help but shudder slightly.

Through the cognition of self-consciousness, he understood one thing, nothing is absolutely unimportant, important things are always composed of a lot of unimportant things, and heroic epics are always up and down.

It’s like a colorful picture, with thick ink eroding from the surrounding area. If this goes on, how long can those so-called important things last?

Being in the void would not be considered a loss of strength, but here, he is losing himself.

I also felt a kind of paradoxical black humor. Once I lost most of my memories, the sun god in hell was closer to the original definition of the name “Li Qingshan”.

If you ask, who is the real “Li Qingshan”?

The answer is simple: whoever is strong is “Li Qingshan”!

Here is the path of practice, the collision of power, the clash of wills are endless, the weak are not worthy of carrying this name, and the weak are not worthy of having anything.

He has been cruising in the Guixu for a long, long time, and still hasn’t seen anything, whether it is a ray of light or a small dust, only endless black water.

But in his mind, there is a clear “map”, with the position of entering Guixu as the origin, constantly circumnavigating and cruising, the trajectory of the navigation is like a whirlpool, continuously expanding.

At the same time, he continued to release light and patrolled the surrounding thousands of miles with “mysterious light”, so this circle can be very large.

However, in the endless return to the market, it is still like a lost firefly, consuming light in vain.

However, this light is not only light, it contains a message, where the light is swallowed by darkness, using the deep black water as the medium, it continues to spread farther.

There is a spirit in the heart-the second new supernatural power of the spirit tortoise.

This is a long-distance communication method that allows him to communicate with souls at super long distances, allowing him to spy on with “Xuanguang Quanzhao”, and at the same time point fingers and feet.

Under normal circumstances, it doesn’t seem to be of much use, but now it just happens to be used as a signal tower. Constantly sending out signals, hoping to be received by the “prisoner of the ruins”.

Because too complex messages are easy to lose, in order to ensure that the signal travels far enough, there are only three words in that message-who am I?

Not only the signal is simplified to the extreme, but the interrogative sentence is easier to attract attention. If there are potential enemies without revealing their purpose, they will be treated as an ordinary spirit turtle in deep thought.

Perhaps, I also kept reminding myself.

Everything is in the plan, there is a kind of meticulous tortoise, but this is still a stupid way.

The future is slim, maybe you will get a response in the next moment, maybe you will never get a response.

In the end, it looked like a frog in warm water, gradually being cooked. By the way, frogs are actually not that stupid, and as perhaps the smartest race in the world—spiritual tortoises—he cannot escape such fate.

So he began to spin endlessly in the endless black water.

The 108th time-the mirror image and the original body, after the habitual pain, another part of the memory is lost.

One thousand and eight hundred times-the mirror image is the same weight as the book, and he can’t even recall one of the books in the Tianshulou. Including “Book of Free Heaven”, there is only one title left.

How long has it been? One and a half years? Or ten years or eight years?

He doesn’t remember anymore? It was easy to calculate, and the time for each overlap was basically the same, but now he has forgotten even this. And every time he overlaps, he will be forgotten once, because memorizing this kind of information is completely meaningless, but will weaken his willpower.

Time has become an ambiguous concept.

The thirty-fifth and twenty-eighth time-as if it was not he was spinning, but the whole Guixu was spinning, deathly silence was just an illusion, it was actually a large vortex, spinning at an extremely high speed.

It’s just like human beings don’t feel much rotation of the earth, this vortex is really too big, and the body in it always maintains the same speed with it, so it doesn’t feel moving by itself.

While he thought he was advancing on a precise trajectory, in fact he was constantly approaching the center of the vortex.

Of course, he was not convinced that this was a real deduction or a false illusion. With the massive loss of memory, everything becomes ambiguous.

Seventh thousand seven hundred and fifty-nine times-who am I?

He slowly closed his eyes, and became the ninth level of the spirit turtle, and everything was over!

He had already sacrificed his name, but he never responded.

Before the despair emerged, he began to withdraw quickly, calm to the extreme, and sleepy to the extreme.

With the last will, he sent the last message and fell into a long sleep.

“who am I?!!!!!”

Suddenly, a voice broke into his sea of consciousness, like a landslide, like a thunderstorm, like a million lions roaring together, awakening him from his deep sleep, and couldn’t help but shrink into the tortoise shell.

The sound was still reverberating violently, and the shell of the tortoise reverberated with tremors, as if it had become some kind of musical instrument.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes wide, and a wave of ecstasy surged in his heart. Although he almost forgot why he was happy, he still felt happy.

“I found it?”

The silent black water was frantically surging, forming countless vortices and turbulences. Every vortex, every turbulence was hundreds of times larger than his figure, and even the Demon Emperor would be easily torn apart.

And he was fearless, as the spirit turtle became completely complete, he was already a pure-blooded spirit turtle, taking every vortex as a signpost, and every turbulence as a path, accelerating towards the depths of Guixu.

Suddenly, a lofty and undulating shadow lay in front of you, like a giant beast lying prone, coming from the endless darkness to the endless darkness, stretching for thousands of miles!

“It’s a mountain!”

He never thought that one day, seeing a mountain would make him so surprised and so kind.

Not only is this place Guixu, but he has lost all his memories of the mountain, including his own name, which is equivalent to the first mountain he has ever seen in his life.

He slowly approached, the magnificent voice came from this big mountain, the rugged rocks and the towering rocks were close at hand, but nothing else was found except for the peaks.

He ran the “Xuanguang Full Illumination” and scanned the entire mountain range carefully, and found that among the mountains, the most majestic peak seemed to be engraved with a few words.

He came to a closer look, and it turned out to be three large characters—Shituoling!

The name seemed familiar, but I couldn’t remember where I heard it, and I still didn’t find any living creatures. I asked loudly: “Where are you?”

A voice one million times louder than his responded: “I’m at your feet!”

Rumble! The black water churned, the waves undulated, and countless ocean currents emerged.

Li Qingshan urged the mysterious turtle mysterious armor, barely resisting the impact of the sound waves, overlooking the mountains, and had an idea: “Are you under the mountain?!”

He also felt very familiar with this setting, and couldn’t help but look around, whether there should be a piece of gold stamping around it that he needs to remove, and then all the way to the west, setting foot on the pinnacle of life.

The voice laughed, the mountains shook, and asked, “How to suppress it?”

Li Qingshan froze for a moment. This is Guixu. Even this big mountain should be suspended in the black water. There is no such thing as suppression: “Then you are sealed in the belly of the mountain?”

“You are on my back.”

“No way!”

Li Qingshan was taken aback, and urged the “exhaustible light of mystery” to the extreme. He tried to treat the mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles as a whole, only to find that it looked like a protruding lion, and the mountain on which he was standing was right. It is the towering back of a lion.

His “Spirit Turtle” has become a great adult, and his body is already quite large, but on the back of this male lion, it looks like a flea.

Rumble!

The lion raised his head and drove the mountains up and down, yawning greatly, two tusks like two inverted lonely peaks. Looking back at him, the brown and yellow lion’s eyes are like two hot suns, which immediately dispelled the endless darkness.

“Little guy, who are you?”

“I’m…I’m not a little guy anyway! Can you keep your voice down?” Li Qingshan knew what he was facing, but he didn’t feel scared, but was very kind.

“No, little guy.” The Lion refused him without hesitation.

Li Qingshan grinned, this bastard lion! Obviously there is no awareness of being a prisoner.

The lion shook his ears: “Pay attention to your heart, I can hear it.”

“Who are you?” Li Qingshan faintly guessed the identity of this lion, and he still kept this part of the information.

“I forgot!” The lion declared proudly: “But the eldest brother once called me a stupid lion, so you just call me’Foolish Father’!”

Li Qingshan rolled his eyes and was called a “stupid lion”. What’s so great about him? Or maybe it is the “big brother” to be proud of! There is no need to explain anything over there, this one should have seen everything from himself. But why do you think the word “Foolish Old Man” is a bit familiar.

“Forget it, if I guess right, you are the Great Holy Lion Camel King!”

The lion camel king glanced at the three big characters “Lion Cameling”: “Well, this is it.”

“…”

The original purpose of engraving is this!