Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhang Qingyuan put the jade slip containing his master's memories of more than a thousand years on his forehead, searching for the memories of the soul restoration technique in his master's memory, but as time passed, Zhang Qingyuan's brows became more and more wrinkled.

Wu Daozi's memory of more than a thousand years can not be described as redundant and complicated, it is really vast as the sea, if Zhang Qingyuan wants to find what he wants, it is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

"It seems that the previous idea was a little simpler." Zhang Qingyuan opened his eyes, took off the jade slip, and sighed.

"If this method doesn't work, then you can only fuse Master's memory."

A trace of hesitation flashed in Zhang Qingyuan's eyes, and it was difficult to make a decision in his heart.

He himself is only in his twenties, and Master's memory is dozens of times that of his, although there are still about four hours before the early morning, which is more than enough according to Master's previous explanation, but this process of fusing memories is extremely dangerous, and if it is not good, it may be lost in Master's memory and be completely lost.

Of course, if he can successfully fuse, not to mention that Zhang Qingyuan's soul realm will be greatly improved, even if he will also be of great help to the improvement of his soul realm in the future, he will take a lot of detours, and moreover, the master's memory of more than a thousand years and his methods also make Zhang Qingyuan very evil both in cultivation and fighting with others.

Zhang Qingyuan was slightly moved, success will make the future road extremely broad, and failure may become a muddy vegetative person.

But even if you fuse, you need to find a secluded place, but this place is obviously not suitable.

And the other way is to find someone to protect the Fa, but he is not at ease with Sendal, after all, the time to subdue him is too short, and the previous few deterries are not enough to completely wipe out his resistance to himself, if there is a real chance, he believes that Sendal will not let it go.

And he was immersed in fusion for a while, and he couldn't separate any mind to control him, if Sendal really dared to make a move, Zhang Qingyuan really couldn't do anything about him.

Suddenly, Zhang Qingyuan remembered the Shishen he got from Heavenly Killing, this Shishen is only higher than his cultivation, and since he was subdued, he has not been released, but with Zhang Qingyuan's feeling, this guy definitely has the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, as for Sendaoer, if he really dares to make any changes, this Shishen can definitely give him a profound lesson.

To treat this guy, Zhang Qingyuan needs to crush his disobedience again and again, making him afraid to the core.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyuan smiled coldly, his heart moved, Shishen was released from the space ring by him, and a black mist suddenly rose in the room, slowly condensing into the appearance of Shishen, with three heads and six arms, the head had horns, and each right hand held a pitch-black and weird halberd, constantly waving, and the air in the room seemed to be icy at this moment.

Zhang Qingyuan's heart moved, and after conveying his meaning to Shishen, Zhang Qingyuan slowly closed his eyes.

Shikami's murderous eyes stared at Zhang Qingyuan for a few seconds, and Zuihou slowly bowed down, and the condensed black mist on his body gradually dispersed, instantly filling the entire room.

Sticking the jade slip to his head again, Zhang Qingyuan's heart moved, and the information in the jade slip immediately poured into his sea of consciousness like a tide, Zhang Qingyuan had no distractions, did not make the slightest thought, and quietly felt the memories that came in, and the memories of the master for more than a thousand years continued to appear like pictures.

Zhang Qingyuan hugged Yuan Yi, and just when his mind began to swell and pain, Zhang Qingyuan slowly ran the red ripples in the depths of his soul, and the ripples rippled in circles, and began to rotate with Zhang Qingyuan's thoughts.

As the swelling pain intensified, Zhang Qingyuan's brows furrowed slightly, and his mind began to accelerate the rotation of the soul ripples, and with the rotation, a cool feeling came from his mind, making the swelling pain in his brain loosen and slightly more comfortable, but as more and more memories came in, Zhang Qingyuan's ripples rotated faster and faster.

Wu Daozi's memories of more than 1,000 years are too much, and with Zhang Qingyuan's memories of more than 20 years, he is like a flat boat in this ocean, fluttering and rippling.

When Wu Daozi was in a calm and happy mood, the ocean was calm and the waves were gentle; When Wu Daozi was angry or his heart was agitated, the ocean suddenly set off a stormy wave, and immediately lifted Zhang Qingyuan's boat into the air, and then smashed it on the water, splashing the sky-high waves!

The muscles on Zhang Qingyuan's face began to twitch, his teeth were clenched, his mind was still unmoving, and his breathing began to turn to internal breathing, gradually ...... Beads of sweat began to ooze from Zhang Qingyuan's forehead, and there were more and more fine ones.

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At this time, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, and more than two hours had passed since Zhang Qingyuan entered the bedroom.

In the living room on the first floor, everyone was sitting on the sofa, and the ashtray in front of Wu Xitang, Li Gang and Fu Dalong was already full of cigarette butts, although they were still chatting casually, it was obvious that their hearts were not as calm as they seemed, and they were all waiting anxiously.

And Wu Qianjun looked down at the watch on his wrist from time to time, frowning slightly.

At this moment, a middle-aged woman came down from upstairs, Wu Qianjun suddenly got up, and asked, "Mom He, hasn't Teacher Zhang come out yet?" ”

Mother He shook her head and said, "No, the door is closed, and it hasn't come out yet, and there is no movement in the house." ”

Wu Qianjun sighed, stretched out his hand, and just wanted to grab the cigarette on the table, when suddenly there was a cough next to him, Wu Qianjun immediately retracted his hand, looked at Xie Xiaolin behind him with a smile, and sat back on the sofa with some depression.

Xie Xiaolin's buttocks moved, and when she arrived at Wu Qianjun's side, her delicate little hand reached out from behind her, gently twisted the soft flesh on Wu Qianjun's waist, and said in a low voice: "I'll let you smoke!" ”

"Hiss~~" Wu Qianjun gasped, although he had reached the sixth layer of martial arts, who knew that this Xie Xiaolin would actually find his weakness, the soft flesh on his waist made him extremely painful every time he twisted it, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only look at Xie Xiaolin with a wry smile and said, "Isn't this not smoking?" ”

Xie Xiaolin snorted softly, withdrew his hand, and said in a low voice: "Cut, I don't know you yet, I learned it all from the old oilmen of those troops, as soon as I am not there, you will be one after another, don't think I don't know!" ”

Wu Qianjun was stunned and couldn't answer.

Just when the two were flirting, Sendal's gray eyes rolled for a while, and he suddenly got up and said lightly: "I'll go up and have a look." ”

As he spoke, he went up the stairs, and the people around him didn't care, they were still chatting with each other, and from time to time they looked at the invisible places upstairs, and their eyes were a little anxious.

Sendal went upstairs and stood still outside the door of Zhang Qingyuan's room, holding his breath, his brows furrowed slightly, and his fists in his hands were slightly clenched, obviously a little nervous.

"I heard that cultivators don't have any other thoughts when they meditate, and they don't know what is happening outside, and they don't know if the rumors are true?"

Sendal remembered the discovery of the invasion of China by the Eight-Nation Alliance, and he hesitated a little, wandered at the door for a while, finally gritted his teeth, and seemed to have finally made up his mind, walked to the door, knocked lightly, and listened to the movement in the house.

After a while, there was silence in the door, and there seemed to be no response to the knock, Sendal's eyes lit up, and with a hint of joy, he took a few deep breaths at the door, his fists clenched and released, released and clenched, and kept repeating......

After a while, Sendal let out a long breath of turbidity, a flash of determination in his eyes, and reached for the doorknob.

Under the lock of Sendal's unique qi machine, the locked door made a soft sound, and he gently pushed it open.

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