Especially the names of Qianjue Gate and Wanhua Valley, in the hearts of Mrs. Xin and Wu Qingming, it was like Huang Zhong Dalu being struck fiercely, which was simply deafening and thunderous.

It sounds so familiar, but when I dig it carefully in my mind, I feel far away and unfamiliar, and I want to forget or ignore these two names, but I find that the moment I hear it, it is carved into the depths of my heart, even if I take a wedge to pull it out, I can't pull it out.

Master Xin and Wu Qingming don't know how many lives they have been reincarnated in the true martial arts world, although countless previous lives have been wasted, there will always be some unforgettable pasts.

Now that the two of them have finally cultivated in this life to the level of one person in the entire True Martial Realm and above hundreds of millions of people, many memories of their previous lives have awakened intermittently, and in this life, they have seen more of the hot and cold world, and the warmth and coldness of the people.

It is precisely because the skills of the two of them can be called the strongest of the Martial Emperor, so the more memories they awaken.

The more memories you have, the more life you experience, and the richer you are, which also creates a unique worldview and way of doing things for the two of them.

In addition, both Wu Qingming and Mrs. Xin have a feeling that the formation of their own personality does not seem to be so simple, but for deeper reasons, the two of them can't find the answer.

It's just that from time to time, like Wu Qingming, he comes up with a pyramid scheme textbook, or gives a job name called chengguan.

The two didn't find it anything strange, thinking it was just a sudden burst of inspiration.

But this time, the names of the two seemingly ordinary sects have inexplicably caused such a big touch to themselves, the two of them are obviously at the top of the Yin Ghost Sect, even if they look at the status of the rivers and lakes in the real martial arts world, it is difficult for anyone to stand out, and their minds have already been polished to the point of being as solid as iron stone, and under normal circumstances, even if some memories of their past lives sound, they should not be so shaken.

This is incomprehensible.

Over there, Wu Miaowan and Xin Qin saw that the self-registration number seemed to calm these two people who looked exactly like Shizun, and they glanced at each other, and it was difficult to hide their joy.

As long as the other party reacts, it proves that their guess is correct.

These two people are indeed their own masters!

I don't know why they're here in this capacity, and I don't know why they're amnesia, but it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the entire game system can't be measured with the same common sense as before, so what's so strange about the resurrection of the dead?

The cause and effect of things are no longer important, what matters is the outcome that is happening in front of you.

Wu Miaowan's eyes rolled, and she had an idea again, and took the brocade silk and bone pen that Wu Qingming had placed on the table.

Xin Qin raised his hand and wanted to hold her, thinking that she wanted to sign.

Wu Miaowan blinked, turned the brocade silk over again, and then painted on it at a very fast speed.

Xin Qin only understood what she meant after the first glance, and couldn't help but light up.

Yes, that's a way to do it.

Although there are no cameras in this world, let alone photos, there is no way to show people's faces by means of photoshop.

But Wu Miaowan also has a unique skill in addition to medical skills, it is this sketch painting, which only needs to be outlined with lines, which can make a person's appearance appear on the paper in a few strokes.

In the real world, Wu Miaowan, as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Heaven, did not have many opportunities to show her painting skills, but she did not forget her skills in hand.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the two masters, Wu Miaowan only took less than two minutes to draw Xin Qin's face on the back of the brocade.

The two masters over there finally forced themselves to calm down.

Wu Qingming glared angrily, "It's all dying, and you still say these inexplicable words, don't talk nonsense, sign it!"

Although Wu Qingming's words seemed very fierce, her tone and expression betrayed her completely shaken state of mind.

"Wait a minute......"

Unexpectedly, this time it was Mrs. Xin who spoke out first, she was staring blankly at the brocade silk placed on the table by Wu Miaowan, her eyes were far away, and a stronger memory was awakening in the depths of her mind.

Although it is only a portrait painting depicted with simple lines, it vividly expresses Xin Qin's true appearance.

Wu Qingming was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Xin said in a trembling voice: "This little girl, I look at it and feel very familiar. ”

Wu Miaowan's skills are still at the level of a master, although the time is short, she only has time to draw some lines, but she has vividly outlined the most obvious features on Xin Qin's face, which is much more realistic than Chen Guang's own dictation in the Ninth Holy City, and then someone can barely draw it, it is almost to the extent that seeing a painting is like seeing a person.

"Familiar?

Wu Qingming grabbed the brocade silk drawn by Xin Qin from the table, and squinted for a moment, "Impossible, I should know all the people you know." ”

Wu Qingming looked down at Wu Miaowan again, and she worked the second brocade silk.

"Well, it's harder to draw myself than to draw others, and it's all because I wasn't narcissistic enough before, and I didn't look in the mirror much. ”

After speaking, Wu Miaowan picked up the freshly baked painting, tore it apart with both hands, and raised it flat, facing Wu Qingming.

Wu Qingming's pupils constricted suddenly, "This...... Who the hell are you, and why does it feel so familiar to me!"

Wu Miaowan's eyes suddenly turned red, "Master, this is the true appearance of the apprentice! This is me!"

"Impossible!

Wu Qingming retreated step by step, as if he had seen great horror.

Mrs. Xin sighed slightly, grabbed Wu Qingming and walked towards the door of the ice prison.

Unexpectedly, the two interrogations, in which the strength of the two sides were completely disproportionate, ended one after another.

When the two left, they took with them the two paintings drawn by Wu Miaowan, but they didn't find nothing.

At the same time, Chen Guang, who was resting in his room, silently dispersed his skills that had been running to the extreme.

If Wu Qingming and Xin Yanshi were going to kill Xin Qin and the others, maybe in less than a second, Chen Guang would be able to rush out of this room and appear in the ice prison.

In the entire True Martial Realm, there was no wall that could stop him, not even the ice prison of Baicheng.

Changing into the white robe prepared for himself by the Firmament Martial Tyrant, Chen Guang pushed open the door, he planned to walk around the White City, which could be regarded as increasing his knowledge, and by the way, he could also spy on a little information for the Nine Holy Cities in a fake way.

Chen Guang couldn't understand why, in the long history, the Nine Holy Cities had failed to infiltrate spies here.

This efficiency and work ability are inevitably too low, right?

Could it be that the brains of the Nine Holy Cities are really so upright, and they don't have the idea of doing some underground work at all?

This is obviously impossible.

But after about two hours, he had a little bit of an experience.

Although it was nighttime, the market in Baicheng was still full of people, and the bustling crowd even reminded him of the snack street behind Wujing University in the real world.

What made him even more incredible was the people in the bazaar.

The currency that is common here is still the holy currency used in the mainland, but along the way, everyone has a smile on their faces, filled with a friendly and peaceful atmosphere, whether it is Wuzun or Wujun, even the lowest cultivation heroes can be friendly to others.

Even, heroes can go up on the street at any time to find Wu Zun to ask for martial arts insights, unless Wu Zun is really too busy, he will never be half impatient.

In addition, there were also special symbols on the white robe worn by Chen Guang to show his martial strength.

Often, when passing by some shops, the owner will rush out of the store with great enthusiasm, or treat him to a few barbecues, or invite him to drink a glass of good wine.

Chen Guang didn't spend a penny, so he was full of dazzling delicacies in the bazaar, and when he returned to his room, he finally understood.

It's not that the Nine Holy Cities didn't use spies, but in the True Martial Realm, where everyone can be resurrected and everyone knows that they can be reincarnated, there are often no fetters of family and normal friendship.

Because of this, every person in the True Martial Realm can choose what kind of life they want more freely, because there is really nothing to force them to do what they don't want to do.

Staying in the Yin Ghost Sect can not only feel happy, but also be able to study martial arts.

Even if it is a spy, when you come to this white city, you are afraid that you will be beaten with meat buns, and there will be no return.

That's it, the Nine Holy Cities lost unjustly.

Chen Guang was about to sleep, but there was a knock on the door, and there was a stranger standing at the door, he bowed to Chen Guang and said, "Dang Wuzun, the two sages have just finished their official duties, and they want to meet the new Lord Wuzun who joined today, are you interested in going?"

Chen Guang wondered, "It's all this time, and the Sage Lord still wants to meet me?"

The messenger nodded, "The two sages are from above, and time is tight, and they have always been fighting for points. The Sage's words are also beneficial to cultivation, and the opportunity is really rare, so please make a decision quickly when Wu Zun does. ”