Chapter 2: Memories of a Legend

This sentence is so familiar. Listening to the voice that not only echoed in his ears, but in his entire head, Li Yi was stunned.

The next moment, Li Yi suddenly felt that fragments began to appear in his mind again.

Since a month ago, this situation has appeared, either in his sleep, or when Li Yi is concentrating on reading, his mind will suddenly skip fragmented pictures and fragments.

And today, unlike in the past, these picture clips will only appear in Li Yi's mind for a moment, this moment. Li Yi felt as if his consciousness had been grabbed by something, pulled it up, and for a moment, the surrounding environment was no longer his own room, but a forest full of peach petals.

The blood-like gorgeous petals flutter in the sky, and the breeze blows, bringing up bursts of peach blossom fragrance, which is sweet and fragrant.

In this clear blue sky, people can't help but feel a sense of sadness, and at the edge of a peach tree, a man sits against the tree, looking at the peach blossoms in the sky, a pot of turbid wine in his right hand is brought to his mouth from time to time, and his left hand holds a wooden statue, and his fingers are constantly caressing the statue.

This unfamiliar scene gives Li Yi a sense of déjà vu, this feeling, this style, Li Yi knows, there is only one character, a legendary character.

It seemed that he also felt where Li Yi was, the man by the tree raised his slightly drunk eyes, looked at Li Yi's side, his lips opened lightly, and he coughed lightly, and then the hoarse and magnetic voice echoed in Li Yi's ears across a distance of dozens of steps, "It's finally this day"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Li Yi was stunned.

Standing up slightly straight, just as he was about to speak, Li Xunhuan in front of him had already retracted his gaze, and said to himself in a slow voice: "My knife, or my way, is extremely affectionate, but it's a pity that I went the wrong way, I hope you don't follow in my footsteps." ”

As soon as the words fell, a cold light came from outside the sky, like a shock, and a bland cold light flashed in Li Yi's eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, without bringing the slightest fluctuation and blame in the air, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Then, in Li Yi's eyes, the fragments of the original pictures were suddenly connected, forming a story in Li Yi's eyes, and Li Yi seemed to be possessed by the people in those fragments, experiencing all this.

When he came back to his senses, the surrounding environment was already back in his room, not the place full of peach blossoms.

Exhaling lightly, Li Yi's eyes slowly opened, and a touch of heavy sorrow flowed by, and it couldn't be dispersed.

"It's really him, Xiao Li Tanhua. ”

Just before, Li Yi finally knew the owner of those memory fragments that appeared in his mind in the past month, a legendary tragic figure, such as Xiao Li Tanhua and Li Xunhuan.

From the beginning of reading, practicing martial arts to the death of his beloved at the end, mourning and dying, every scene is as if he has experienced it himself.

Gathering his mind, Li Yi realized that he was not sitting on a chair at this time, but standing up, and the sour feeling when he stood during the day had disappeared, and after a little movement, he had returned to a normal situation.

Eighteen years, until today, I can finally walk freely again, and the joy in this is not something that ordinary people can experience.

Maybe it's because of the memories about Li Xunhuan before, even if his legs are restored now, the joy in Li Yi's heart is not particularly strong.

Gather your mind and shake off the sadness in your heart that doesn't belong to you, "Since you say that your body has recovered now, then your cultivation can't be delayed any longer." ”

In the Tianlan Continent, as long as there are conditions, the meridians will start to cultivate from the age of sixteen, but Li Yi is unable to cultivate at all because of the problems of the meridians in his legs.

What's more, the identity of Prince Li Yi is destined to survive in peace, and he must need strong strength.

In the past, Li Yi was unable to cultivate because of physical problems, but now that the problem has been solved, the idea of cultivation naturally continues to gush out from the depths of his heart like a spring.

However, as for cultivation, Li Yi only said before that as an understanding, there was no secret book in his hand.

But now there is Li Xunhuan's memory, and in his memory, there is also a cultivation method.

At the same time, Li Yi also wants to see whether these memories are true or really just his own imagination, after all, what happened before is really a bit unbelievable.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, concentrating and calming, according to the exercises in his memory, the moonlight shone on Li Yi's face through the window, and after a while, Li Yi could feel some crispy and numb sensations around his body, Li Yi knew that this was because with the operation of the exercises, the energy contained in the body was directed out and began to strengthen the body.

After a sleepless night, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the sunlight that had shone on his body, and the morning sun was beginning to appear.

After cultivating all night, Li Yi stood up from the ground, feeling refreshed, and the sense of power that filled his body had never been felt in these eighteen years.

Putting his hand on the wooden window, with a little force, the originally hard pear blossom wood was crushed in Li Yi's hands.

"This is the beginning of the quenching section?" Seeing this, Li Yi was a little surprised in his heart.

Although it was said that Li Yi had not been able to cultivate for more than ten years before, it did not prevent Li Yi from knowing from Lu Xiaofeng or books that these things were not secret.

Different from the so-called third-rate, second-rate, and first-class martial artists in the novels of the previous life, in the Tianlan Continent, even if it is a martial cultivator, the stratification is more distinct.

Martial cultivation is the beginning of the quenching stage, a total of nine layers, the first three layers are called the quenching realm, as the name suggests, in the operation of the exercises, with the help of these true qi into one's body to refine the body, every time you refine one layer, you can obtain stronger strength.

To be able to directly crush this pear blossom wood with bare hands, the strength of the hands needs at least 100 catties, before the change, how could Li Yi, who had never had the opportunity to exercise in Dalian since he was a child, be able to do it?

But the reason why Li Yi was so surprised was because of the speed of his cultivation.

Under normal circumstances, even if there are some geniuses, with the help of some pills, it often takes three to ten days to step into the quenching layer, but it only takes one night.

Li Yi can't be naïve enough to think that he is a 10,000-year-old genius, that's pure nonsense.

After thinking about it for a long time, I finally blamed this reason on the pale cyan glow that appeared every night in this month.

Then he got up, bathed, and changed into a costume that he had never worn before.

Today, Li Yi has reached the age of eighteen, and according to the habits of the Tianlan Continent, today's Li Yi should have a weak crown ceremony.

But after changing clothes, Li Yi was still in a wheelchair as before, and let his subordinates push him out, there are some things that Li Yi doesn't want to expose too early, at least not today.

As the sun gradually rose, the courtyard, which was still a little cold, was still as cold as usual.

"Hey, you're a prince, you really don't want to see you! Even the weak crown ceremony, there are no princes and officials who come. A light voice came from outside the door, and Li Yi didn't have to think about it to know who was coming.

The weak crown ceremony, in the Tianlan Continent, is a big or big thing, small or small, even if there is a junior in the family of some ordinary officials to hold a weak crown ceremony, there will be a lot of guests in the family to congratulate the ceremony, which is like Li Yi is so deserted here.

Li Yi shrugged his shoulders slightly, "No way, after all, I, the prince, have not been favored since I was a child, and everyone knows it, I'm afraid even those brothers have forgotten about me, a person who doesn't appear in front of them much!"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "Since ancient times, the ruthless emperor's family, this is right, it's just that your temperament is not suitable for being born in the emperor's family, the rivers and lakes are the best, when your legs are better, you should quickly give up your identity as a prince and mix with me!"

Li Yi smiled lightly: "Don't, you Lu Xiaofeng is too hated, I am too insecure to be with you, and I have to face the danger of being assassinated by a woman at any time, and the gains outweigh the losses." ”

Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips: "I knew you would say this, take it, your weak crown gift." As he spoke, he threw a book to Li Yi, and he sat on the side, picked up the wine jug on the side, and drank it by himself.

Unlike the casual Lu Xiaofeng, looking at the four big characters on the book in his hand, Li Yi's brows were furrowed, looking at Lu Xiaofeng, who was drinking, and said lightly: "You stole it?"

It's no wonder that Li Yi has this reaction at this time, because this book can make most of the people in the rivers and lakes frantically pour into Li Yi's mansion and take the risk to kill a Tang prince.

Not for anything else, just for the seemingly plain four big characters on the book.

"Flying Immortals"