In fact, Old Man Chen's so-called memory opening is a method of forced infusion, the opener and the opener sit cross-legged at the same time, the opener and the opener put their hands flat on both legs, and the opener puts one hand on the top of the head of the opener. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Then two people transfer the internal strength method at the same time, and finally there is an active output, a passive acceptance, and the opening of the memory is completed.

"Ready? Here we go. Chen Yuzhong sat down first.

"No problem, but it doesn't seem like wearing pants won't affect my memory, right?" Liu Yundong said in an astonishing voice.

"Uh....... This seems to be ...... It's nothing...... But hurry up, you won't be able to sleep in the morning. Chen Yuzhong didn't say no, but he didn't seem to say yes.

"Uh...... All right! Saying that, Liu Yundong first began to transfer his internal strength.

Then Chen Yuzhong also closed his eyes and lifted his breath, and stretched out his hand to the top of his head.

In the next second, Liu Yundong only felt his body tremble suddenly, and before he could react, a powerful torrent of consciousness swept towards him.

Immediately after that, some extremely messy images flashed in his mind like a movie.

From the birth of the Biyue Heavenly Master to his cultivation of immortals and becoming a Heavenly Master, including some ancient techniques; Even the experience of peeking at the cuihua bathing next door when he was ten years old has been passed down without reservation.

Then countless memory fragments were recombined again, and the nightmare that had been haunting him finally appeared, or the night when it rained blood, or the terrifying "ghost rumor", but it was certain that the person who cut off his head in the dream was the cheap embryo of Wanchen.

But this time, he, Liu Yundong, couldn't let this old goblin get his wish again.

In his thinking, he was very accustomed to probing his hands up, this time the real "100,000 folded ghost flags" fell from the sky, wrapping Wanchen inside, seeing that the time was ripe, he pulled his hands to the sides to make a pull.

"Boom!"

With a shout, the "100,000 Broken Ghost Flags" were blasted to pieces along with Wanchen.

At this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, because Liu Yundong knew that from now on, the nightmare that had haunted him for more than twenty years no longer existed.

But it seems that the opening of memories is not completely complete at this stage.

A moment later, another wave of fragments of memories slowly unfolded with a rushing aura of ancient slaughter, and it seemed that the location was still Pingshan.

However, he stood on the top of the mountain and looked around and felt a little strange, the place where he saw it was like a fairyland, everywhere the pine and cypress, the green grass was in the sky, except that the appearance was a little similar to today's Pingshan, the rest was difficult to associate with the present.

After a while, tens of thousands of people suddenly gathered in a clearing in the mountains.

It is natural to divide into two factions, either side is majestic and has a clear flag, one flag has "blood" written on it, and the other flag has "demon" written on it.

I don't know what kind of existence this is, but I know with my toes that this is the rhythm of mutual abuse.

This can be clearly seen from the eyes of each other that they are afraid of each other.

However, it is a pity that because Liu Yundong's strength is not too strong, or perhaps the age of this fragment is too old, this memory is incomplete.

Even in the next time, only the sound of weapons clashing from the two sides and the sound of fighting from far and near could be heard.

He couldn't see any images, so after a while, the picture suddenly flashed, and when his vision became clear again, there was already a terrifying scene in front of him.

It's still the open space in front of me, but now it's stained red with blood, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere you can see, but there are still many people not far away who are fighting each other like they are playing with their lives.

Liu Yundong just watched quietly from the sidelines, but he didn't know how long this scuffle would last, and he didn't know what they were fighting for? Maybe it's the ownership of the mountain?

Of course, this can only be guessed out of thin air, and if this memory can be recreated, it may be possible to know a rough idea, but unfortunately it can only be imagined now.

The scuffle continued, and Liu Yundong couldn't help but shudder as he watched his powerful seniors fall one after another, it should be because he had never seen such a big scene.

In fact, in the eyes of anyone, this war can be regarded as a pinnacle showdown, and the strength of the opponent's fighters is at least a five-star level or above.

And at this moment, suddenly a guy who didn't look like a human ghost or a ghost jumped into his eyes, he had brown and black hair, high cheekbones, a burly figure, and a cold and shining giant sword in his hand.

It seems that he belongs to neither blood nor demons, no matter what target he is targeting, it is a sword, and at the same time as the sword is released, there are countless ice picks at the edge of the sword shot out at an extremely fast speed, this is purely a one-sided slaughter.

It's just a pity for the group of "live targets" around him, who were basically touched by an ice pick, and they all hung up without suspense, and after hanging up, Zhu Yuan was ruthlessly picked.

Every time Zhu Yun enters the body, the strength of this strong man will be improved accordingly, just like that! He had made this place his personal hunting ground.

With the demand for "materials" to improve his strength, it didn't take long for him to make a natural breakthrough.

When the "Blood Character" and the "Demon Character" realized the crisis, the number of people in both camps had already been killed by the Great Han, and the rest should not be enough to threaten his safety.

It seems that death is the only option for those stupid i, it is only a matter of time.

As a bystander, Liu Yundong was also deeply impressed by the great man's amazing swordsmanship, and he didn't know how long this dim super king battle lasted, anyway, in the end, only the big man with the giant sword was left, and it was at this time that the picture suddenly disappeared.

The dream has returned to the previous scene where he and Chen Yuzhong sat cross-legged.

"I'll it! It's thrilling! It felt like a nightmare. Liu Yundong touched his sweaty head and said.

"What do you mean by likeness? This was originally in a dream! Old man Chen was very dissatisfied with the correction.

Oh, yes! Fortunately, this is a dream, otherwise if you really come to the battlefield in person, wouldn't you be killed like a bedbug by others?

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