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Full text without ads The Road to Heaven] Chapter 241 Yellow Sparrow (5)

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Wu Qi's words made the person who was already on the verge of death immediately excited, and a smile of surprise immediately crept up on his wrinkled face.

"That's right, you can't kill me, save me, as long as you save me. I must not be guilty of the past, when nothing happened. Hurry up, my vitality is about to be sucked out, hurry!"

This person had already regarded Wu Qi as the last straw to save his life at this moment, raised his head with difficulty, and a pair of eyes burst out like dead fish, crawling towards Wu Qi. There is no bearing at all when he first appeared, and now this person is like a poor worm begging for his life.

"Alas"

A sigh came out of Wu Qi's mouth, and with a movement of his feet, he took the initiative to walk towards the man, looking compassionate.

"The master also wants to save you, but unfortunately, it's too late. But the master can make you suffer less, and then I'll send you on your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who was crawling forward was suddenly startled, and then endless despair surged up. The raised head was unwilling to fall, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Wu Qi who came slowly.

"You ......"

"Let's hit the road!"

"Smack"

The voice of indifference sounded in the man's ears, followed by a cold palm, gently pressed on the top of his head, shattering his entire skull, and the last sound sounded at this time, making the man fall into endless despair and fear even before he died.

"Soul Search"

After killing the man, Wu Qi's palm did not let go, but the man closed his eyes. I saw that in the palm of his hand, a circle of gray air currents suddenly appeared, and these air currents slowly rotated, and an incomparably strange suction force was born. But only one thing was sucked in, and that was the soul of the dead monk.

Human memory is deeply hidden in the soul, and the magic tricks that can extract memories from the soul will cause great damage to the soul without exception. If the Immortal Dao Monk did this, he would inevitably have some scruples. But Wu Qi didn't feel guilty at all, he was a demon cultivator, don't say that he killed someone, as long as he dared to be unfavorable to him, he would destroy people, and he wouldn't have the slightest hesitation when he thought about it.

"Boom"

There was a sudden strange sound in his mind, followed by a large amount of unfamiliar information that exploded into Wu Qi's sea of consciousness. Wu Qi, the person who performed the spell, was also turned pale by the sudden appearance of this information, and his body couldn't help shaking a few times, almost standing unsteadily.

But it was only for a moment, and after Wu Qi was prepared, the power of the behemoth was suppressed. Those ownerless information honestly turned into information streams, allowing Wu Qi's mind to read them.

A Yuanying monk has a long lifespan, and it is hundreds of years at every turn, and the memories contained in his soul are naturally incomparably huge and extremely mixed. Rao is Wu Qi's heart is powerful, and he can't read it all for a while. Fortunately, there was a corpse vine guarding on one side, and Wu Qi didn't care, and directly stood at the mouth of the valley, refining those huge and complicated memory information.

From the time Wu Qi and that person came into contact with that person to the end of the battle, the process was only a dozen breaths. A dignified monk in the late Yuan Dynasty died in the hands of Wu Qi for no apparent reason, and after he died, he had to be searched by Wu Qi for soul searching, and his memory was robbed, which was even more pitiful than the fanged ancestor. In fact, if he didn't open his mouth to threaten Wu Qi, the words he spit out would be even more terrifying, and Wu Qi would not have done anything to search for souls.

Time passed little by little, and after a few hours, this ordinary little valley was already dark and dark, and it was night.

Suddenly, in the silent valley with only the sound of insects, there were suddenly a few strange sounds. But in the somewhat messy grass, a black shadow slowly walked out.

The black shadow was half a man tall, and its four hooves stomped, making a "tap-tap" sound, and slowly came towards the valley mouth. At this time, the moonlight was sprinkled down, and the black shadow was illuminated by the moonlight, revealing its form, which was actually a colorful deer beast. The deer beast slowly walked down the valley, not noticing a man standing in front of him.

Perhaps in the eyes of the deer beast, the black figure of the human figure standing at the mouth of the valley was just an ordinary tree.

I don't know if Wu Qi was about to wake up, or if he was alarmed by the strange sound of the deer beast stepping on the dead branches, in short, at this time, Wu Qi, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

Although there was no colossal momentum, as soon as Wu Qi's eyes opened, exposed to the deep night, he suddenly saw two divine lights overflowing. The deer beast was already timid, and when it suddenly saw a "tree" in front of it turn into a terrible person, it was immediately frightened and spread its hooves, turned around and ran.

Wu Qi, who was still standing at the mouth of the valley, didn't even have any interest in looking at the deer beast, although his eyes were full of divine light, but more of them were confused and shocked, and there was a trace of excitement that couldn't be seen clearly.

"Zhongzhou Continent, Tongtian Mountain Range, Silent Sea, Relic State, Six Super Forces, Ten Great Families............"

At this moment, Wu Qi didn't know if he was stupid or something, but the excitement in his eyes became more and more intense. He muttered and spat out nouns that he had never heard before.

After this state of confusion lasted for a while, Wu Qi's eyes were violently retracted, and the others also suddenly woke up from a big dream, and exhaled a big breath.

"Whew"

The light in his eyes gradually faded and returned to calm, but vaguely, the aura on Wu Qi's body seemed to be more restrained than before. The slightest edge is gone, all hidden, standing there, like an ordinary person. The breath changed, but it was Wu Qi's state of mind cultivation that had made progress again, and he himself did not expect that by plundering the memory of the dead monk, there would be an unexpected big gain.

With a touch of the storage ring on his finger, and when the light flickered, a simple book appeared in his hand, but it was the "Zhongzhou Xiyuan Chronicles". This book is the object in the storage ring given to Wu Qi by the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Corpses, and it records many things about the land of the West.

After Wu abandoned the book, he only turned a few pages before choosing the Thousand Minerals Mountain Range as the first stop of his training.

Before Wu Qi went out to practice, he had been cultivating in the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect, and his understanding of the entire Zhongzhou Continent could be said to be extremely small. It's no wonder that even a disciple of a great sect like the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect wants to go out of the Broken Soul Mountain Range to practice, at least he has the peak of the Jiedan or even the Yuanying realm.

It's a pity that it is not said to be the Yuanying realm, it is the peak realm of the Jiedan, which is enough to make the ninety percent of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect out of reach. Most of the disciples can only spend their lives in the Broken Soul Mountain Range, and most of those disciples who enter the Yuanying realm will stay in the sect and cultivate desperately, hoping to enter the realm of transforming gods as soon as possible and prolong their lifespan. The few elder disciples who traveled the world out of the Broken Soul Mountain Range were afraid that most of them would die in other places.

Therefore, in the final analysis, a sect like the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect is an existence like a hegemon in the Broken Soul Mountain Range. But if you get out of the Broken Soul Mountain Range, I'm afraid it's nothing. Even in the entire western land, I am afraid that it is even more insignificant. Limited to the sect, limited to the horizon, Wu Qi didn't know much about the land in the west before, let alone the more vast and boundless Zhongzhou Continent.

But now it was different, it took Wu Qi several hours to refine the memories of that mysterious monk, just like experiencing that person's life.

It turned out that the mysterious monk's name was Fu Kuan, and he was not a monk from the Thousand Mines Mountain Range, but a descendant of the Fu family, one of the top ten families in the Tongtian Mountain Range of the Zhongzhou Continent. Because this person was not valued in the family, he secretly stole a forbidden bead, escaped from the Fu family, and entered the Thousand Mines Mountain Range. The corpse of the congenital emperor who didn't want to work hard and coveted Wu Qi couldn't succeed, but was killed by Wu Qi, and even the memories of his life were refined by Wu Qisheng.

After reading the memory of Fu Kuan, Wu Qi suddenly had his eyes greatly broadened. It's like a frog at the bottom of a well, jumping out of the well and seeing a completely different world.

It must be known that although Fu Kuan is only an insignificant child of the Fu family, after all, he is from the top ten families, a super family that has been inherited for thousands or even thousands of years, and his vision experience is not at all comparable to Wu Qi, a hillbilly who came out of the Broken Soul Mountain Range for the first time. With Fu Kuan's memory, Wu Qi's heart suddenly opened up, and his state of mind cultivation also improved.

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