Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 217 The Mage's Memory

"Rouse, why did you let him go? He doesn't know where he is. At least ask!"

With an eager face, Les suddenly ran over and said.

Rolls looked at the sky, full of young people's yearning. At this moment, his eyes lost the melancholy in the past.

"You can fly, how could you leave me to ask?" Rouse came back to his senses, stretched out his hands and shrugged, and said helplessly.

Then he handed over the jade bottle in his hand and said, "Here is the medicine he left. He wants you to take one every other day, saying that your soul is missing or something!"

"Understood!" Les took the jade bottle and said, "I don't know who he is, Laus, do you think there are gods in the world!"

"I don't know, but I know it's not easy in this world. Didn't you hear what they said just now that Westerners are not allowed in? They are Westerners like them!" Rouse said with a glance at her.

"Yeah, it seems that there are many things we don't know. Last time they seemed to have another person, and it might be that powerful!" Rice thought for a while and said.

"I didn't expect the Taoist priest to be so powerful. If I had known I would have gone to become a disciple!" Rouse murmured to himself without listening to what Les said.

Just when Rice looked at him and heard what he said, he gave him a blank look and said, "Not every Taoist priest is so powerful, and you may not be able to see the powerful ones!"

"That's right, there are so many Taoist priests, who knows if they are fakes or not, forget it, it is impossible to become a teacher now!" Laws said with a smile.

"Let's go, we don't have to die now, go back and celebrate, Tiewen is still waiting for us!" Les said, leaving first!
"Okay!" Rouse was overjoyed and ran after him like a child.

Rice only knew that he could only live for ten years, but he didn't know that his sister sacrificed his life for his own. This kind of affection is not something ordinary people can afford.

Now not only Les was freed, but Rouse was also freed, and he didn't need to owe his life to others, even though it was his sister.

Ever since she was ten years old, knowing that her sister only had ten years to live, she has been suppressing her emotions, and now she has instantly returned to her original nature.

However, Zhixing did not fly away immediately, and arrived at another higher building to support the two siblings.

Although they are the young lady and the young master with tens of billions of dollars, and they are also good-natured rich second generations, Zhixing didn't expect to have a lot of intersections.

I just thought that now that they are well, they won't be so enthusiastic about killing ghosts in the future.

Do you still work so hard to practice martial arts?
Looking back, they started looking for ghosts when they were more than ten years old, and the habit has become natural.

In the past ten years, this may be the only interest they have left.

To use an old saying, what else can they do now except kill ghosts.

After seeing them leave, without thinking too much, he soared into the sky in an instant, hiding his body.

After a while, I sat in a park. Although the weather was fine and the moon was bright, this place was obviously not a good place to come at night.

It's not too late now, and occasionally some old grandpas and old ladies are rushing back.

Those who sit like Zhixing are gone.

Recalling the memory of the old man.

As I thought, the old guy is over 130 years old.

Ben was an orphan who learned dark magic from a homeless old man. When he was in his 20s, the homeless old man was shot to death by a family.

Later, he wandered alone for more than ten years, using magic to swallow many people's property.

Get married and have children, build a big family.

After his son grew up, he lived in seclusion behind the scenes for several years, and disappeared in front of everyone with a suspended animation.

And he hid it very well, none of his family, friends, knew that he could use magic.

Because he knows that he is practicing black magic, and he can use his soul to cultivate his magic power quickly, and the most influential thing is his character.

If I continue to stay at home, my family members may be affected, and I feel that I am not suitable for having a family.

That's why he escaped by feigning death, first because he thought that darkness would always bring bad luck, and second because he wanted to continue his practice.

Sailing against the current, he either advances or retreats. He has no choice but to try his best to practice immortality.

The world on earth is getting better and better, and finding a soul is not as easy as it was in the troubled times before. Besides, the law is perfect, and he can't kill people casually.

Just because he knows that there are many people in this world who can threaten him, and he has tried many times to be taught a lesson.

For decades, he has traveled all over the world, attracting people to automatically donate their souls with a contract.

Sure enough, the magic power increased rapidly, and they lived to be more than 130 years old without knowing it.

In fact, their practice system, absorbing the soul, if others are unwilling, it is easy to backfire.

His master was a backlash, and his strength was greatly reduced before he was shot to death.

He learned a lesson before engaging in this soul transaction.

Ten years ago, he saw that Les's soul was pure but still very naive, so there was an accident that made Les voluntarily dedicate his soul.

Just now he found out that Les's soul was moving, so he hurried over from the United States.

After reading his experience, I am very fortunate that many of their inheritances are missing, and there are very few attack skills.

And their weak body is their shortcoming.

Although it is possible to practice immortality, the premise is that there is magic support.

However, there are many skills that are very weird, like the soul, which can be inhaled into the body and digested slowly.

Another example is the contract, which is really effective. If you break your promise, you will die.

When he first came, he used the same skills as space magic.

It is easy to use, but it needs magic power to support it. Zhixing also knows that it is not suitable for him.

In his memory, he also knew why he was afraid of the Chinese practice circle.

It turned out that his master said that in the eastern cultivation world, flying to the sky and hiding from the ground, turning mountains and seas, many people were very powerful at that time.

Qian Ding Zhu Wan told him not to mess with the comprehension world, but his strength was higher and he was more floating, and his master died for hundreds of years, so he had already thrown it to the back of his mind.

I took these words into my heart. For a hundred years, I didn't see anyone who practiced before I dared to enter the east.

And for decades, the wind has been going smoothly, and the awe has long been lost.

Accustomed to controlling the life and death of others, he thought he was a god.

Zhixing took a rough look at his memory, but there were many missing, and the older the memory, the bigger the missing.

These things are just half-guessed and half-brained.

Memories are like pieces, like a movie, cut a little to the east and a little to the west, but sometimes the plot is inexplicable.

I don't understand why the memory of the exercises is incomplete, it should be deep in memory, is it possible to have the ability to block the soul?
Zhixing had to think this way, they understood much more about the soul than themselves, and in terms of means, many of them were not understood by themselves.

Although the information in this memory is not comprehensive, it also has a preliminary understanding of Westerners.

There is darkness, naturally there is light, or other attributes.

You don't need to think about it to know that neither cultivation nor martial arts are the only ones in this world, and there will always be countervailing forces.

There are millions of people in this small island, martial arts cultivators have seen no less than twenty of them, and cultivators only know that they are the fourth oldest, plus at most one younger brother.

It is impossible for millions of people to check one by one. How much is hidden, I don’t know.

(End of this chapter)