Yu Zun looked at the secret book in his hand in astonishment, took a long breath and said: "Senior, this secret book..."
The old man laughed loudly and said: "This book has been with me for thousands of years. Today it has found its true owner. I should feel lucky!"
"Senior... You can't do this!" Yu Zun looked at the old man with a melancholy face and said.
Although this book was very thin, it was indeed so heavy in Yu Zun's hands. It seemed that every page was very heavy. He really did not dare to accept such a precious treasure from the old man.
He shook his head gently, with a determined look on his face, and said, "Senior, I can't have this secret book!"
The old man frowned and said, "Don't you want to find your little one?"
Hearing this, Yu Zun froze. He looked at the secret book in his arms in disbelief and murmured in a low voice: "Senior, what do you mean, is this book can help me find Qier?"
The old man snorted coldly: "I'll take it now!"
Yu Zun frowned and said, "But... this is too expensive!"
The old man used the walking stick in his hand to gently poke Yu Zun's chin, and said, "Look at you, you don't have the vigor of a young man!"
Yu Zun's heart trembled, and he said quietly: "Really?"
The old man said coldly, "I'll give you one last chance. Do you want it or not?"
Yu Zun took a long breath, then nodded gently and said: "Senior, since I want to give it to Yu Zun, it means that senior respects Yu Zun, so Yu Zun will accept it!"
The old man laughed loudly and said, "This is what it looks like!"
Yu Zun looked at the old man with a melancholy face, and said quietly: "Senior, can this book really help me resurrect Qi'er?"
The old man said: "When will I tell you that this book can help you resurrect your Qier?"
"But...senior just said it clearly..." Yu Zun said, speechless.
"You idiot, you don't listen to others. I mean this secret book can help you find your Qier. When did I say that this secret book can save your Qier?" The old man smiled. He looked at Yu Zun and said.
Yu Zun lowered his head, sighed, and said: "Actually, I already understood it in my heart!"
"What do you understand?" the old man said with a smile instead of anger.
Yu Zun said quietly: "This "Spiritual Art" has nothing to do with Qier!"
The old man laughed loudly and said, "If you know it, why did you accept it?"
"Because even if there is half a shred of hope, I still have to believe it, because I... have no reason... not to believe it!" Yu Zun sighed, with some wind and frost between his brows, and smiled bitterly.
The old man gently touched Yu Zun's forehead with his walking stick, and sighed softly: "Yu Zun, Zun'er, there is still a long way to go in the future. You must be very anxious to get rid of it!"
Yu Zun nodded bitterly and said: "Grandpa, I, Yu Zun, can think of everything, but I only fall in love. You don't need to persuade me, I will be fine before I see Qier!"
"Hey! You kid, you want me to call her out?" The old man sighed and said.
"What her?" When the time came, Yu Zun said with a chill all over his body.
The old man leaned on the ground with a cane and said, "Of course it's your Qier!"
"What? Why does Qier appear here?" Yu Zun looked at the old man in shock and said.
The old man sighed and said: "She is not the Qier you miss, she is just a trace of Xue Qier's breath left in this world!"
"Oh I got it!"
He lowered his head in disappointment again, clutched his chest, and said, "Grandpa, don't call her out, my heart... hurts so much!"
The old man looked at the distant sky and said: "Yu Zun! Don't waste any more useless time. I'm not calling you here for useless things! Just demonstrate "Lingcang" to me!"
Yu Zun nodded slightly and shouted: "Lingcang!"
What kind of field is that? The mighty sound of chariots and horses broke through the iron hooves. Tens of thousands of soldiers and generals filled the sky. Their eyes were burning with a majestic fighting spirit. And standing among them was indeed a young man. In the hands of that young man Holding a long knife.
The young man’s name is Xingtian!
Pieces of thin paper were flying in the sky. They were rolled up into the sky and wandered around with the sound of the strong wind.
They are so free, as if everything in heaven and on earth follows your wishes. The thin piece of paper was quietly stuck to the sky wall, and I could feel the turbulent sounds in the air. On the vigorous battlefield, I don't know when there were a few more white dragons.
The white dragons were entrenched around the generals, they were like copper and iron walls, and this was something Yu Zun had not expected.
He never thought that the battlefield in ancient times could be so majestic, but what he didn't know was that the "Pillow River Mountain" he mobilized was not as powerful as Huang Jian.
And this "Ling Cang" has indeed absorbed the essence of "Pillow River Mountain", so what Yu Zun just performed was "Pillow River Mountain" that turned into the secret technique of "Ling Cang".
But how could the true fighting spirit end so easily?
How could those soldiers with open eyes give up their will to fight?
There is a fire burning in their eyes, which can start a prairie fire, move mountains, mess up seas, and sacrifice to the sky.
They walked towards the old man step by step. Xingtian stood quietly with his arms folded. At this moment, he did not want to fight with the old man. He could feel the old man's fear, but he was not afraid.
The corners of the old man's mouth curved upward slightly, and a trace of teasing appeared on his face.
At this moment, those soldiers and generals were transformed from "Pillow River Mountain", but their souls were unable to negotiate with Yu Zun, because these soldiers were all souls sealed in "Pillow River Mountain". If you want to restore their souls, Being free means breaking the restrictions of "Pillow the Mountain".
Yu Zun sighed, but saw the old man winking at him. Yu Zun smiled and said: "Grandpa, can you help them!"
The old man laughed loudly and said, "You kid, you have a good heart!"
The old man shook his head gently, and ten steps turned into one step, leaping up into the sky. At this time, Xingtian was standing on the side, looking at the old man quietly.
The old man looked at Xingtian with a smile and said, "You are the soul of that sword!"
Xingtian's mind froze and he murmured: "How did he see it?"
The old man laughed loudly and said, "Do you think that what you can't do cannot be done by others?"
"You old man, you are really smart!" Xingtian sighed and said.
The old man smiled and said: "If one day you can break this world, will you still follow your big brother?"
Xingtian's mind stagnated, and a trace of bitterness came to his heart, saying: "But I forgot everything, forgot everything..."
The old man then asked, "What if someone helps you remember it?"
Xingtian nodded slightly and said, "Then I will choose to follow Brother Yu!"
"Oh? What do you mean?" the old man smiled.
"If I can recall all the memories of my previous life, then what regrets would I have?" Xingtian smiled bitterly.
The old man laughed loudly and said: "You kid, I like you more and more!"
That hearty smile, arrogant and unbridled, quietly dissipated under the night sky, like a wax torch, giving people more or less a thought.
The sky became dark and deep, and it seemed that most of the battles were staged quietly under the dark and windy night.
He gasped heavily, and the pressure around the old man made him breathless. He looked up at the old man standing on the edge of the sky and sighed: "Grandpa, who are you?"
The murderous intention quietly filled the whole world. He suddenly threw the crutch away, and when it was put into his arms again, the crutch had turned into a long knife.
The long knife is very low-key, with a matte black blade and barely a trace of shine on it.
The old man suddenly waved the long knife, and he heard that between the sky and the earth, it seemed that the river was flowing backwards, and the mountains were collapsing. He only made one cut, and the vast sky and earth had turned into several deep ravines. , the ravine stretches for thousands of miles, which is enough to show the level of his skill!
