After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he peeled off a group of things from the black mist and quietly suspended it in the cage.
"Here are my memories of ten thousand years." Qin Chuan spoke in a somewhat obscure voice: "The memories of ten thousand years are a bit complicated. I advise you not to accept them all at once, otherwise you may not be able to bear them with your small body. .”
"Even if this memory backfires, your own memory may become confused."
"What's the meaning?"
Chen Bei didn't understand.
Qin Chuan burst out laughing: "You always say I'm stupid, but you're not that smart yourself!"
"My memory spans thousands of years. How long is your own memory? Twenty years, or thirty years?"
"Do you know what twenty or thirty years is equivalent to ten thousand years?"
"It's like a drop in the ocean, it's not worth mentioning."
"Ten thousand years of memory has weight. It can easily overwhelm your current memory, and it will make you doubtful."
"You will feel that it is the accumulation of those years that you have experienced, especially the past that I have been tortured day and night for thousands of years. I don't know if you can accept it. Live."
Chen Bei didn't say anything. He originally thought that receiving memories was a small thing, but he didn't expect that there would be such a turn.
"That's not right."
Chen Bei suddenly sneered coldly: "I just looked at someone else's words. Let alone ten thousand years, even hundreds of thousands of millions of years, after that, I will just say that I am unhappy."
"Even if I receive memories, I will not put myself into them."
"So, you are scaring me. You don't want to hand over this memory, or in other words, you don't want to erase your own intelligence?"
Chen Bei sarcastically said: "It's a good calculation. It's a pity."
After saying that, Chen Bei raised his hand and whipped. The whip of thunder and lightning hit Qin Chuan directly, and part of the black mist dissipated immediately. Qin Chuan rushed towards the cage with great anger: "Believe it or not!"
"When the time comes, don't think of yourself as me!"
Chen Bei's face darkened, and instead of responding to Qin Chuan, he raised the whip in his hand: "Ten breaths!"
"Either you become a weapon spirit, or you are trapped here from now on and completely devoured by me!"
After Chen Bei said this, Qin Chuan certainly knew that Chen Bei was not joking with him. After a long silence, the black mist began to tremble violently.
"Chen Bei, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"
In the sea of consciousness, the black mist used its last strength and kept roaring, but after a violent tremor, it finally calmed down.
Chen Bei immediately took out the fire stick, drew the black mist out of his sea of consciousness, and threw it into the fire stick.
Looking at the stick surrounded by the black energy, Chen Bei composed himself: "I'll give you a name too."
You can't always call it a fire stick.
"How about using the name Ruyi?"
Although it's not gold, I think you can please me.
The Ruyi stick in his hand trembled, as if he was very satisfied with the name.
Chen Bei smiled and took it back into his dantian.
Then he returned to the sea of consciousness again, and saw that there seemed to be a pure white light in the black memory in the cage.
Chen Bei was about to draw out the white light. When he saw that thing, even Chen Bei couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.
This remaining white light is actually the remaining memory fragment of the previous city lord.
Chen Bei unfolded the memory and couldn't help but be stunned.
This remaining memory is actually a fragment of memory about how the old city lord suppressed the evil Qin Chuan, and it also contains the reasons for the decline of this world.
It also includes the method of controlling this giant city.
There are also memories of those zombies outside.
Originally, they were just people in this huge city, but after the evil spirits invaded, the city lord expelled those people out of the city in order to seal Qinchuan.
But in the end, Qin Chuan resisted fiercely, and in order to completely seal Qin Chuan away, the city lord finally went astray and began to drain the vitality of those people.
Gradually, those people became zombies, and this huge city also became a dead city.
In the end, the city lord gradually lost his true intentions under Qin Chuan's increasing bewitchment. Not only did he steal the lives of these people, but he also began to extract the power of this world.
But in the end, the city lord still had some remaining sanity in his heart.
Just before the complete fall, Cheng Yang used all his strength to see the world in chaos, and began to wander in the void, hoping to die with Qin Chuan.
Chen Bei saw the memories in it and suddenly understood what Qin Chuan meant.
Although I only looked at other people's memories, the memories those people had before they died, before they were drained and turned into zombies, were so tragic.
Chen Bei couldn't bear to look at him for a moment.
Even in that memory, those people still believed that the city lord was doing it for their own good.
Some people are even willing to sacrifice their hearts.
But in the end, what did they get?
Perish forever and become a living zombie forever.
There was no need to worry about Qin Chuan's memory first. Chen Bei needed to sharpen this memory slowly.
But now, what Chen Bei needs to solve is Qi Feng.
While Chen Bei was taking care of Qin Chuan, Qi Feng had already broken through the zombies' pursuit and followed him into the giant city.
Seeing Chen Bei who was in the city lord's mansion, Qi Feng wiped the dirt on his body and said with an unhappy look on his face: "You kid, are you really going to leave me alone?"
"What the hell?" Chen Bei lied casually: "I almost died here myself."
"There are not only zombies in this ghost city, but also innocent souls. If it weren't for my strong mental power, I would have been taken away!"
As he spoke, Chen Bei glared at Qifeng: "I finally broke the formation, but now you come in and pick it up ready-made, and you have the nerve to blame me."
Qi Feng looked surprised and didn't believe Chen Bei's words. However, looking at Chen Bei's embarrassment and the fact that he had not seen any traces of being searched along the way in the city lord's mansion, he also I believe a little more.
"Is there any elixir to repair the soul?" Chen Bei stretched out his hand directly, and Qi Feng was stunned again. He didn't expect Chen Bei to be so straightforward.
Moreover, he even asked him for pills!
The corner of Qi Feng's mouth twitched, then he took out a bottle of pills from his body, selected one from it, and threw it to Chen Bei: "Qingxin Pill, it warms and nourishes the soul."
"you……"
Before Qi Feng could finish speaking, Chen Bei couldn't wait to throw the elixir into his mouth.
"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned?"
"Don't be afraid!" Chen Bei forced out a smile: "Anyway, even the poison pill is yours, I still made a profit."
Qi Feng was a little stunned. As a sword cultivator, he should have despised this kind of behavior, but he felt inexplicably happy.
