Chapter 696: The Face of Memory

Everyone laughed together, and then Xue Bing arranged for Uncle Gen to return to the Swallow Tower with all the old people in the Swallow Tower, and the Tianshu Gate Master was left alone, even if he wanted to take revenge. I won't find the old people in the Swallow Tower, and the Swallow Tower has long been repaired, it has been abandoned for a long time, and it's time to let these old people go home.

As soon as those old people heard that they could go back to the Swallow Tower. Suddenly everyone became excited, for them, Yanzilou is their home, if nothing else, just the three words of Yanzilou are enough.

After the old people of the swallow building left. Mother set up a formation and returned to the Ethereal Pavilion, the phantom and the three elders of Tongtian had already cleaned up the Ethereal Pavilion, but the smell of blood would not disperse for a while and a half, it was very prickly.

The Phantom is indeed a talent, everything is going on in an orderly manner, obviously accepting Xue Bing's suggestion and preparing to use the Ethereal Pavilion as the stronghold of the demon clan. Zhentian let go of the Phantom's arrangement, and took everyone to find a clean room, so that people could bring wine and food, eat and drink.

There was a lot of joy and laughter, and everyone was sincerely happy for this hard-won victory.

After you have eaten and drunk. Xue Bing did not accept his grandfather's suggestion, discussed with his father-in-law, and decided that everyone would not separate for the time being until they broke the Three and Five Elements, so as not to be broken by each other, and did not let his mother wait to go back to Qinglong's hometown.

It seems to me that after this ethereal pavilion has been arranged by the Phantom, it is like an iron bucket, and we are all here, and there is no doubt that it is very safe here. So I didn't say anything.

Fortunately, the Ethereal Pavilion is not small, there are many rooms, and it is extremely beautiful, like a fairyland, it is indeed a good place to live, much more comfortable than those grass houses in Qinglong's hometown, the only drawback is the smell of blood wafting in the air.

Zhentian was happy. Let the three elders of Tongtian arrange accommodation and other issues, seven days is too short for him, according to his wishes, we will stay in the Ethereal Pavilion in the future to suit his wishes.

After everything was arranged, Xue Bing quietly pulled me out, took me all the way to a secluded place, and looked around cautiously to make sure that there was no one before he said: "Xiaohua, you have absorbed the cultivation of the dragon's spirit, and you will also have memories stored in it?" You pull out the picture and let me see it. ”

Then he said with a straight face: "However, no matter what you see later, you must not say it, no matter what you see, no matter who you are, you can't say it." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered this stubble, yes! How did I forget this, once this memory is extracted, everything is clear!

At that moment, I hurriedly found a flat stone wall, thought in my heart, communicated with Qinglong, stretched out my hand and pressed on the stone wall, and the picture suddenly appeared.

The first thing that catches your eye is the endless blue water, which is clearly the memory of the dragon's spirit itself.

There is a long section ahead, either the sea or all kinds of creatures in the sea, and there are some wonders in the sea, as well as some scenes of fighting in the food chain in the sea, some of the pictures are also very bloody, and the natural world is not at all more merciful than our human world, and it is also full of killing.

Immediately, the picture changed, and a man wearing a dragon head mask appeared in the picture, his mouth open and closed, not knowing what he was saying.

I was immediately disappointed that this grandson was wearing that thing everywhere he went, and it was not easy to know his true face.

A fierce battle ensued, and eight white light beads appeared on the Pivotal Master's body that day, and it was obvious that the dragon spirit that my grandfather had snatched was the last one.

Under the power of his dragon spirit, the battle ended quickly, and the picture was once frozen on the surface of the sea, and the blood stained a large area of sea water into a blood-red color, which was the last impression of this dragon.

The next picture began to change, many people who were once extremely familiar appeared one after another, the first one who appeared in the picture was where he came from, and then his grandfather.

After the two flashed, there was another series of killings, Big Thunder God, Crazy Old Man, Zhao Qingyang, Yang Baimu, Jiang Baihe, etc., etc.,

War! One game after another, the opponents, one after another, countless scars, countless life and death struggles, finally exchanged for a picture of gathering together, I think these are the experiences of my grandfather when he unified the north and south to hunt.

Then the picture changed, the grandfather's face was very annoyed, and the range of his speech was very large, obviously he had a quarrel with the master of the Heavenly Pivot Gate, and then the grandfather faded out of the picture.

Later, there were a large number of familiar faces, Lin Miaoshou, Duan Wuxing, Netherchild, Qilian Canglong, Demon Realm Ancestor, etc., and then the faces of the ten demon kings such as Zhentian appeared, and even the ghost hermit girl appeared in it, with a large number of people, covering almost all the masters at that time, and the power reached its peak.

It's just that every time the Heavenly Pivot Gate Lord appears, without exception, he wears that dragon head mask, and he never takes it off, and his body shape changes slightly, and it is impossible to determine who he is.

Until my father showed up!

As soon as my father appeared, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, I had never seen this side of my father.

The first scene is that my father is drinking with a group of people, the crazy old man, the lower ninth stream and a few other people are there, there are a few men who look very similar to Xie Yuhu, I think it is the rest of the five tigers of the Xie family, and there are more than a dozen I have never even seen, the scene is very lively, the father's face is always filled with that warm smile, there is a scene of fist fighting with the father-in-law, the two hook shoulders and backs, it looks very good.

There are also some scenes where everyone pours wine with each other, Du Lao Er even lay under the table, these people are all father's brothers, they must have been full of beautiful ideals and passionate fighting spirit at that time!

But the next picture made my heart flutter.

The number of people behind the father is getting smaller and smaller, the tiredness on the father's face is getting more and more, and the sadness in the father's eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

When there was only one Xie Yuhu left among the five tigers of the Xie family, the father and the father-in-law had a fierce argument, and in the end it seemed that the father persuaded the father-in-law, the father-in-law hung his head weakly, crying silently, and the father also shed tears, patted the father-in-law's shoulder, raised his head, and turned to leave.

I know that this must be when my father removed the lower ninth stream from hunting in order to keep the safety of the lower nine streams, I understand my father's sadness, but it is too late, my father has painstakingly retained the lower nine streams, for me, almost all of them are dead and injured, and now only my father-in-law, Yue Yidao and the missing Du Lao Er are left.

The next picture changed, but it was the scene of my father and mother living in a small mountain village, plain but quiet, and my mother's face was always filled with a happy smile, this kind of smile I often saw on Xue Bing's face.

In the picture, the mother's belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, the mother's face is full of kindness about to become a mother, the father is smiling all day long, and the grandfather and grandmother are happy to close their mouths. I knew that the life in my mother's womb was me, and I never imagined that I would see myself in my mother's womb.

Looking at the faces of my relatives in the picture, my eyes finally turned red, and I felt sour for a while, how happy a family was, but now, only my mother and I are left, and my mother has been imprisoned for 20 years! And the initiator of all this is this Heavenly Pivot Sect Master.

As soon as I thought of this, the picture suddenly changed, the father appeared alone in a room, arguing with a person with his back to the father, this room was very shabby, but it looked extremely familiar.

Immediately, I was violently excited, and I instantly remembered, isn't this the broken temple? What did the father run to do there?

The man with his back to his father suddenly turned his face, revealing the dragon head mask he was wearing, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't know what to say, but the expression on his father's face was always firm.

That day, the master of the gate spoke for a while, and when he saw that he could not impress his father, he seemed to sigh, and slowly put his hand on the mask on his face, and slowly removed it, revealing a face that we had once been extremely familiar with and extremely resentful.