The shock brought by the memory did not stop for a long time, until Wu Long realized that this was actually the soul memory fragment often referred to on the Internet.

It is said that in some trials with a strong sense of substitution, the trial staff will extract the memories of the trial body, intercept important memories, make soul memory fragments in the form of fragments, and implant soul memory fragments into the body.

When the trialist uses the body for the first time, the soul memory fragment will be integrated into the soul in the trial, so as to directly obtain the memory, this method is called soul memory transplantation.

When it comes to soul memory fragments, the applications are very broad, especially in the fields of education and the military.

It is conceivable that if a battle-hardened soldier king extracts battle memories and makes them into soul memory fragments. Then, the army can copy a large number of memory fragments of the soldier king and transplant them to the recruits. In this way, recruits do not need to experience war at all, and can directly grow into battle-hardened soldiers.

In the same way, if a scientific research doctor who is rich in learning five cars extracts knowledge memory and makes it into soul memory fragments. Then, the school can make a large number of fragments of the doctor's memory and transplant them to the students. In this way, students do not need to be ten years away at all, and they can directly grow into cutting-edge scientific and technological personnel.

Is it really that rosy? No. Soul memory transplantation also has major drawbacks.

Taking Wu Long's experience as an example, transplanting Ren Chang's evil soul memory, Wu Long couldn't tell who he was for a while. This condition is the most common thing in transplanted memories, and if too much of the transplanted soul memories are transplanted, the transplanted person will face personality upheaval, or schizophrenia, or even mental breakdown.

As a result, many people who want to take shortcuts are afraid to try memory transplantation easily.

This is also why, in the soul cultivation star with soul memory transplantation technology, soul cultivation students have to take one step at a time, from elementary school to junior high school, to high school, and finally to university, they need to absorb knowledge on their own and cultivate an independent personality. Instead of creating a genius with soul memory transplantation overnight, because a person who is formed in this way, even if he does not have a mental breakdown, he will become another person, a replica of the source of the memory transplant.

No independent person would want to be a clone of someone else's soul, and no parent would want their children to become a clone of someone else's.

Previously, the witch dragon had severe pain in his head because of the soul memory transplantation, which made the witch dragon can't help but cover his head, curled up on the ground and rolled around, screaming in pain. This kind of behavior made the maid Xiaocui lose her face with fright and scream loudly.

"My lord, what's wrong with you. ”

"Don't scare me, sir!"

"Someone's coming!"

"Come on!"

"Don't scare me!"

"Come on!"

......

Xiao Cui's screaming attracted a group of people, who hurriedly broke in, and if Wu Long carefully identified them, it could be seen that there were many familiar faces in this group.

Three of them are short and strong uncles, one is an uncle dressed as a hunter, and there is a scantily clad female warrior, especially familiar with this female warrior, she is the catkins that Ren Changxie has a crush on in his memory.

"Ren Lang, what's wrong with you!"

"Xiaocui, go and call Lang Zhong over. ”

"Come, quickly help Ren Lang up. ”

Under the command of Liu Wu, everyone helped the witch dragon up.

"I'm fine! Soon after the soul transplantation was completed, the pain gradually disappeared, and the witch dragon who came to his senses hurriedly broke free from everyone's support.

From Ren Changxie's memory, Wu Long identified the identity of the group of strangers in front of him.

The three uncles are three brothers, making a good hammer, the eldest is called Dong Lao, the second is called Dong Xiaoer, and the third is called Dong Xiaosan. The bizarre names of the three brothers are also often used as a laughing stock.

The hunter's uncle is called Li Guang, who is good at bows and arrows, and his arm strength is amazing, and it is rumored that he can pull out a two-stone strong bow, which is equivalent to the weight of two hundred and forty catties. Not only that, Li Guang can also penetrate Yang in 100 steps, without missing bullets, and his combat power is amazing.

The last female warrior is naturally Ren Changxie's crush on Liu Wu, although she works hard to hone her martial arts, she is still secretly called a vase.

"Are you really okay?" Liu Fu stretched out his hand and touched Wu Long's forehead, and asked with concern.

A woman's unique fragrance wafted into the witch dragon's nose, and the witch dragon raised his head and glanced at the catkins, and suddenly the witch dragon was stunned. I saw that the woman in front of me had long black and beautiful hair, fair and delicate skin, and was wearing a low-cut leather armor, revealing a touch of whiteness.

Wu Long had never seen such a mature woman so closely, and this woman also made such intimate movements, which made Wu Long's heart beat faster, his cheeks hot, and his mouth dry.

"It's okay! It's okay! I'm really fine!" said Wu Long, who didn't dare to raise his face to look at Liu Wu, shook his head.

"It's okay! You don't know, we're all worried about death these days!"

"That's right, you see that Miss Liu has been heartbroken for you these days, and everyone has lost weight!" Dong Xiaosan, who had a quirky personality, joked.

There was a burst of laughter.

"How can there be such a thing!" Liu Fu's face suddenly turned red.

"Look, your face is red!"

"You all go out, I want to be alone for a while!" Having never been so cared for so much, Wu Long felt uncomfortable.

"That's it, that's it, if my brother is recovering from a serious illness, let's not disturb his rest. Boss Dong said.

"It's just that we can't help standing here stupidly. Dong Xiaoer also interjected.

"Let's go, the three of us brothers continue to drink! By the way, Li Guang, do you want to come together?" Boss Dong continued.

Li Guang, who was standing at the back of the crowd, shook his head and replied, "I won't go this time, next time." ”

"Really, you don't even know how many times you've said it!"

"I have something to do today, I really can't drink!"

"Okay!"

"Let's go!"

Everyone walked out of the room one after another, and in the end, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, leaving only Liu Fu alone.

"Ren Lang, you haven't drunk your medicine yet! I'll give it to you!"

"I'm not sick!"

"The doctor said that this is a tonic medicine, and drinking it is good for the body!"

"I'm really not sick!"

"Be good, listen to my sister!" Liu Wu took the poured medicinal soup, scooped a spoonful, blew it with his mouth, and handed it to Wu Long's mouth.

"Come, open your mouth!"

The witch dragon's heart was beating violently, and the flying Yanfu made the witch dragon overwhelmed. His head was blank, his hands and feet seemed to be unable to move, and finally like a puppet, he was filled with medicine by catkins spoonful by spoonful.

"Ren Lang, you are very well-behaved today!"

"Hungry or not!"

"Ren Lang, you must be very hungry, you haven't eaten for three days. ”

"Sister, go and ask someone to make something to eat for you!"

"I'll be back soon!"

It wasn't until Liu Fu walked out of the room and closed the door that Wu Long came back to his senses.

In Ren Changxie's memory, although Liu Wu also liked to tease Ren Changxie before, it was not as excessive as it is today. I don't know if it's because Wu Long's shyness boosted Liu Wu's guts, or because of Ren Changxi's serious illness, which made Liu Wu show behaviors that he didn't dare to show before.

Recalling the embarrassment he had when facing the catkins before, a voice of self-reproach sounded in Wu Long's heart.

What's wrong with me! How could I feel this way about a strange woman! Am I so worthy of Yueru! Wulong! You're a bastard! Wake up, you're not really a long evil, this is just a trial, that woman is just a passerby who met in the water.

The self-blame made the witch dragon wake up suddenly, and gradually calmed down.

At this time, Wu Long remembered the main thing! The biggest purpose of his own trial was not for the exam, but to complete the transaction with Kabio.

"Kabio!"

"Kabio?"

"Are you there?"

The witch dragon silently recited Kabio's name in his heart, but Kabio did not move at all.

Wouldn't Kabio really be absent?

The witch dragon felt a little scared, could it be that Kabio slipped away quietly?

Wu Long felt very unwilling, and continued to call for Kabio in his heart.

"Are you there?"

"Kabio?"

......

"Dead old man!"

"Dead old man Kabio!"

"Dead old man who doesn't talk about credibility!"

I don't know how many times I called, but I didn't see Kabio appear.

It seems that he is still too naïve! Carbio is indeed a person with no credibility to speak of.

Thinking of this, Wu Long's heart felt a chill.

With a feeling of great loss, Wu Long walked out of the door, and was greeted by a burst of peach blossom fragrance.

In front of you is a garden surrounded by peach trees and peach blossoms, attracting many bees and butterflies.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't arouse the lost heart of the witch dragon.

The witch dragon dragged his heavy body to the stone table in the corner of the courtyard, found a stone bench and sat down.

Why are you lying to me like that!

Why!

Oh my God!

Am I born to be a waste!

Why do you do this to me!

Why didn't you even give me a chance!

Why!

The more Wu Long thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

A long sword with a sheath rested on the weapon rack next to it, allowing the witch dragon to find an outlet for his emotions.

The witch dragon drew his sword, which was made of stainless steel and shimmered with cold light. Holding the hilt of the sword, a familiar feeling emerged.

Swinging, slashing, and stabbing, the long sword made a burst of sound of breaking through the air, and the witch dragon waved the long sword, as if Ren Chang evil had come back to life. The witch dragon, who has never learned martial arts, will dance the long sword for a while.

Wu Long understood that this was Ren Changxie's memory at work. transplanted Ren Changxie's memory, and also transplanted Ren Changxie's martial arts.

Ren Changxie's body brought Wu Long an unprecedented feeling, a kind of heroism that gave up on me and looked down on the world. This is the feeling that Wu Long has never encountered in the Soul Cultivation Star and in other trials. For a while, the witch dragon was intoxicated, forgetting the unhappiness and loss, and fully integrated into the sword dance.

However, a shrill voice interrupted Wu Long's state of mind.