"Memory?" Yang Xiao was stunned when he heard this.

He had thought that the gift must be a thing. Or a magic weapon, or a panacea. But he never expected that in the end, it would be the invisible and untouchable memory. What is the use of such an ethereal thing?

Just when he was surprised, the voice of the ancestor came from his ears: "Stupid! Memory is the most precious thing!"

"Uh, why do you say that?" Yang Xiao was puzzled.

"The memory of the strong man contains his perception, his wisdom, and his experience. Although this may seem like an ethereal thing. But if you have this memory, both your background and your vision and knowledge will be greatly improved. Isn't that the most precious thing?

"Truth be told, you're in a remote and isolated place these days. If you can go to a wider world, you will understand how precious a memory is, and it will not be inferior to any magic weapon or elixir!

"Far from it, isn't your brother a living example, look at how much difference he is between now and when he was a white ghost!" said Old Ancestor in the tone of an elder.

"I see!" Yang Xiao suddenly realized.

Indeed, he saw the changes before and after Huang Wuji regained his memory. It's just that just now, he didn't think in this direction. Now that I think about it, what the ancestor said is not bad.

"But there's one thing you need to know. There is still a big difference between passing on someone else's memory and retrieving your own. After all, the latter is its own thing, and it is nothing more than a lost and regained. This won't have much impact on Wu Xiu's heart. But if you accept a stranger's memories out of thin air, your heart will be affected by the other person's experience. Don't underestimate this effect, sometimes it's deadly!"

"Uh...... Indeed!" Yang Xiao nodded.

When he was reading the classics at the Martial Saint Academy, he saw some heart-wrenching past events, and sometimes he would unconsciously feel anxious, angry, regretful, and even sad for his predecessors. Even if it's been hundreds of years since those things.

And reading a book is still like this, let alone directly getting a memory? The risk in this is really not small!

"But, if it were you, maybe this memory would have less of an impact on you. "Old Ancestor said.

"Oh, why is that?" Yang Xiao asked.

"Because your willpower and soul power are strong. Moreover, this time it has undergone a mysterious test in the Quartet. So I guess it's not a big deal!"

"I understand!" Yang Xiao nodded.

Then, I saw him clasp his fist at Silence and said, "Mr. Silence, Yang Xiao is willing to accept the memory!"

"Very well! That's it, let go of your sea of knowledge!"

"Obey!" Yang Xiao agreed.

The next moment, the body of the silence suddenly emitted a dazzling light, making people dare not look directly.

In the distance, Huang Wuji and the old man felt that a light cocoon suddenly appeared in front of them, completely enveloping Yang Xiao and silence, and they couldn't see anything.

And in that light cocoon, I saw that Lonely's body had turned into a projectile-sized ball of light, and then flew directly into Yang Xiao's eyebrows at a lightning speed. And at that moment, the light of the light cocoon gradually dissipated.

"Hmm......"

Although he had been prepared, when this vast memory suddenly flooded into his mind, Yang Xiao was still caught off guard.

Suddenly, he felt the Venus in front of him surging in front of him, and his headache seemed to crack. His body was even more unsteady on his feet, and one stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Boss!"

Seeing this, Huang Wuji and the old man hurriedly rushed over and helped Yang Xiao up.

"Young Master Yang, are you okay?"

"Boss, wake up!"

Yang Xiao felt as if his eyelids were filled with lead at this moment, and he couldn't open them anyway.

And in his mind, at this moment, there are infinite pictures flashing wildly.

In those pictures, there is a poignant love, but also a heartbreaking parting. On the battlefield, in the face of thousands of troops and horses, there is also the soul that is tired of all the tiredness when he walks out of the sea of corpses and blood.

In just a few dozen breaths, Yang Xiao seems to have really gone through decades of time and read all the vicissitudes of life in the world.

Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love and parting, unbelievable, all the sufferings in the world, he seems to have tasted a poop in these dozens of breaths.

As the Ancestor said, if it weren't for his strong willpower and soul power, I am afraid that he would have completely collapsed on the spot.

Of course, in addition to these, Yang Xiao also got all the memories and insights of that strong man before he founded "Junhou Ling". From an idea, it eventually evolved into a set of peerless learning.

It's as if he had created this set of mastery himself. Invisibly, it made him have a deeper understanding of this mastery

Finally, after experiencing a buffer of about three hundred breaths, Yang Xiao gradually woke up.

And the moment he opened his eyes, Huang Wuji and the old man's hearts trembled violently.

They found that Yang Xiao's gaze had become very different from the past. The once pure and transparent gaze, although it is still clear at the moment, but under that clarity, there is more of an untouchable profundity.

"Hmm, brother, old man?" Yang Xiao looked at the two of them, and was a little dazed for a while.

"Great!You're fine!" Huang Wuji said in surprise.

"By the way, Young Master Yang, but I don't know...... What happened just now?" the old man asked with curiosity in his heart.

"This ......" Yang Xiao originally wanted to tell the truth.

However, at this time, the ancestor reminded him: "It's best not to be too honest. After all, the memories of such a strong man are a treasure that everyone is jealous of. You should understand the truth that the husband is not guilty and harbors his guilt, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable!"

"Well, I see!" Yang Xiao nodded.

But when he was still sorting out his thoughts and thinking about how to explain to the old man, he heard a loud "click" not far away.

The three of them turned their heads and looked at it, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

Just look at the stone tablet of the "Monarch's Order", it was completely shattered. In less than three breaths, the stone tablet that was still intact under the crazy duel between Yang Xiao and Silence just now turned into a pile of powder.

"This ...... What's going on!" The old man was about to be stupefied.

You know, this is the only remaining treasure of the royal lineage! Now, it is completely destroyed in his own hands. What face do you have to face the ancestors of the royal family underground.

"Why is this happening?" Yang Xiao was also puzzled.

"What is this! Maybe when this god of silence left his true traces, he already left this layer of means. The ancestor said indifferently, "He left a remnant soul in every true work, looking for the so-called confidant." And once found, he will hand over a memory to the other party, which can be regarded as a chance. Then the original work will be completely destroyed. After all, in his opinion, as long as he has that memory, the survival of this authentic work is irrelevant. ”

(End of chapter)