"Five hundred years ago, I was as young and vigorous as you, and I had to compete with others everywhere. A powerful relic appeared in the depths of the Heavenly Forsaken Sea, and after a fierce battle, my brothers and I finally defeated the other cultivators and occupied the entire ruin. ”

"But I didn't expect that in order to monopolize the treasures in the ruins, these brothers of mine would attack me when I was defenseless. In the end, I blew myself up, but I also pulled a few cushions. ”

"Before I blew myself up, I had been carrying this piece of jade, and now that I think about it, it is this piece of jade that has always protected my remnant soul and kept it from dissipating for five hundred years. ”

Bai Chengcheng said with a serious expression.

"Your cultivation is low, and you can't digest the energy of the Lin Blood Pill at all. It stands to reason that you should have exploded and died immediately, but you were lucky enough to activate the jade, protect your heart at the most dangerous moment, and awaken the remnant soul that I have been cultivating in the jade. ”

In other words, Bai Chengcheng was the previous master of the jade, and Ling Zimo was the current master of the jade.

"What kind of luck am I!"

Ling Zimo scratched his head and sighed.

"Luck is also a form of strength. ”

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"No way, my remnant soul needs to be cultivated in the jade, and the jade is in your body, so I can only live in your body. ”

Regarding the matter of Bai Tingcheng wanting to live in his own body to cultivate, Ling Zimo didn't feel anything wrong, after all, Bai Tingcheng had saved him.

"But after talking for a long time, you still didn't tell me how to suppress the cold poison in my body. ”

Ling Zimo asked puzzled.

"Is your brain made of wood? The cold poison in your body and the cold qi that protects you are of the same origin, and they are all emanated by this piece of jade. As long as you control this piece of jade, you will be able to suppress the cold poison in your body. ”

Bai Chengcheng pointed to the jade in the sky, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

"This piece of jade is not a mortal thing, it has its own spirituality. Since it is willing to protect you, there should be something about you that impresses it. With your mind, try to communicate with it. ”

Ling Zimo nodded, sat cross-legged, and tried to touch the jade bi with his mind.

Wisps of mottled fluorescence circulate and hover on the jade, dazzling, like the colorful glow in the Nine Heavens Milky Way, which makes people marvel.

"This kid actually resonates with Yubi. ”

There was a glint in Bai Chengcheng's eyes, and he couldn't believe it.

When I got this piece of jade, I have been trying to communicate with Yubi and try to solve the mystery of Yubi. But this jade bi was like a useless stone, and there was no reaction. And the first time Ling Zimo communicated with Yubi, there was a resonance between the two sides.

There was a low sound in the sky, and the jade bi jolted, and it actually started to work in reverse. As the jade bi reversed, the space in Ling Zimo's body changed rapidly.

The air currents in the sky surged, and the clouds and mist receded. The ice on the glacier is shattered, and the vegetation is in full bloom. The snow in the snow-capped mountains melts, and spring is in full swing. In a few moments, the dead and monotonous snowfield transforms into an oasis of life.

The scene in front of him gradually became illusory, and Ling Zimo felt dizzy.

"Boy, your cultivation is too poor to stay here for too long. ”

Bai Chengcheng saw that Ling Zimo's state was not very good, so he directly took Ling Zimo out.

Ling Zimo opened his eyes suddenly, he was still in the cave, but he was already three poles old.

Thinking of the mysterious experience just now, Ling Zimo tried to absorb the vitality. The imaginary pain did not appear, Ling Zimo smiled knowingly, and used all his strength to absorb the vitality. A steady stream of vitality began to pour into his body, filling his fragile body.

Feeling the warm currents swimming in his body, Ling Zimo couldn't help but be ecstatic. Ever since the cold poison in his body, Ling Zimo would die in pain when he absorbed a little vitality, and he couldn't live in pain. Now that the cold poison is gone, he can finally cultivate.

Ling Zimo's heart couldn't be calm, three years, three full years of humiliation, and now he finally got rid of the haze in his heart.

"Don't rejoice too soon, boy. Judging from your current situation, even if you can re-cultivate, you are destined to not be able to become a martial artist unless you use some special methods. ”

Bai Chengcheng reminded.

"How?"

Ling Zimo asked.

"I have a book of exercises here, if you can practice this book to the extreme. Hehe, let alone become a small martial artist, you can even become a peerless powerhouse. ”

Bai Chengcheng stared at Ling Zimo proudly, he was waiting for Ling Zimo's answer. To become a peerless powerhouse, this temptation is not something that anyone can resist.

Bai Chengcheng originally thought that Ling Zimo would agree immediately, and couldn't wait to ask him for exercises. But he didn't expect that what he was waiting for was a series of questions from Ling Zimo.

"Have you ever practiced this kind of exercise before?"

"Nope. ”

"Have anyone else practiced this kind of exercise before?"

"There are a few, but they're all dead, and there's not even scum left. ”

"I'm already very satisfied that I can practice again, I don't want to practice such a dangerous exercise. And I'm really not interested in becoming a peerless powerhouse. ”

Ling Zimo's last sentence made Bai Qingcheng feel the urge to scold his father.

"You are a bold bastard, greedy for life and afraid of death, I knew that you were so cowardly, and the master should not have saved you in the first place. ”

"Think about it, in this cruel world, what can you do with your threefold cultivation of quenching your body? Even if you step on shit luck and break through to the realm of martial arts, what can you do? How big this world is, do you know?"

Bai Chengcheng was furious when he saw Ling Zimo looking in his left ear and out of his right ear.

"Ling Zimo, isn't there a person in your life who you want to spend your whole life and protect even if you give up your life? Isn't there a person in your life who will pull him down to the eighteenth layer of hell even if he is broken to pieces?

Ling Zimo staggered, and a cute girl in a white dress appeared in his mind, with a round face, who was not old next year, but always pretended to be old-fashioned.

Whispering, this is the person he wants to protect with his life.

The forgotten memories gradually picked up, and Ling Zimo returned to the depths of the Gusui Desert.

A blue-haired young man in a brocade suit, like a goshawk on the top of a mountain, stood there arrogantly. His expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his star-blue eyes, but he was mocking himself all the time.

Memory is a painting without color, Ling Zimo goes back to the past and places himself in it. The desperate eyes of his companions and the hot blood were deeply imprinted in his mind.