There are always some people in this world who will never forget after seeing them once, either because of their outstanding appearance, or because of their special shape, or because they have done something amazing.

Not to mention Chen Weiming, his mental power is like him, he has the ability to never forget, and he will never forget anything he has seen, let alone a person who has done such a big thing.

The first person in the world 10,000 years ago: Li Qinglian.

This is a figure who once made the world's strong people dare not raise their heads, one person and one sword, swept the earth immortal realm with strong strength, and was as strong as the evil spirit Dao Jun did not dare to plunder its edge in that era.

It can be said that there is almost no one in the whole world who does not know his deeds, and there are countless people who have seen his portrait. It can even be said that there may not be many Yanyun Pavilion disciples who know the real appearance of the founder Jiuyang, but there are definitely very few Yanyun Pavilion disciples who have not seen Li Qinglian's portrait.

The elegant temperament of a green dress, the arrogant gaze in his eyes, and the evil smile that treats everything in the world as nothing and doesn't care about anything. This is a person who has seen it once and will never forget it.

And he also remembered this person as a sword maniac, he suddenly remembered that he had seen the portrait of this person, and for a while he was as if he had been struck by lightning, standing motionless in place, his lips trembling: "Li ...... Plum...... Li ......"

There are many people in the world who are afraid of Li Qinglian, and there are even more people who worship him. The legend of the undefeated, the strongest will, who does not want to. The sword madness didn't know why Li Qinglian suddenly appeared here, but the excitement in his heart was indescribable, and he was blank, and he even forgot the purpose of his coming here.

Li Qinglian ...... Chen Weiming secretly recited this name in his heart, he naturally knew that Li Qinglian had been here many times, but when he really saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart.

It's just that he had the experience of looking at the mirror of time once. He was not as stunned as a sword maniac, and when he came to his senses, he immediately took this opportunity to recover himself.

Under the statue of Pangu, Li Qinglian sat very casually on a stone platform, which seemed to be a huge sacrificial platform, which should be filled with incense and candles.

In a few moments, the wine in the jug was finished. Li Qinglian shook it and hung it on her waist with regret. The wine jug is hung as a gourd, which looks nondescript, but with Li Qinglian, it is a little more wild and heroic.

Jumping down from the stone platform, carrying a three-foot bronze sword and posing in a starting pose, Li Qinglian immediately danced.

"When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop the cup today and ask. ”

"People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people?"

"It's as bright as a flying mirror. The green smoke is gone. ”

"But when I saw that the night came from the sea, I would rather know that Xiang Yunjian did not. ”

"The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, who is Chang'e's neighbor in solitude?"

"The people of today do not see the ancient times and the moon, but the present month once looked like the ancients. ”

"If the ancients and today's people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together. ”

"I wish that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight will shine in the golden bottle!"

A poem that exalts generosity and has no murderous intent. There is no murderous aura, and the dancing sword marks are like catkins fluttering in the wind. And like the moonlight, like silk, caress the long sword.

That kind of elegant, fairy feeling made Chen Weiming can't help but lose his mind for a while. According to legend, when Li Qinglian made her move, she had no murderous aura or anger, and she was dancing with a sword for herself. Before he knew it, his enemies were dead.

In the past, I just heard about it, but I couldn't understand it, but now I really see it. This kind of sword dance always makes people feel like they are creating Zhong Shenxiu, as if they have exhausted the aura of heaven and earth. People can't help but be fascinated and intoxicated.

A peerless blue lotus blooms in the Pangu Temple, light and beautiful, and the magic of creating heaven and earth is indescribable.

As soon as the three-foot bronze sword was collected, the green lotus disappeared, the sword light dissipated, and everything returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened, but the two people watching from the side couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

It's a pity that this is the scene of the mirror of time, the sword marks are gone in a blink of an eye, and they have not left any traces in this Pangu Temple.

After chanting the poem and dancing the sword, Li Qinglian waved the three-foot bronze sword, pinned it to her waist, looked at the tall Pangu statue and shook her head and said: "I was a free man, but because of your unprovoked hard work." You're dead clean, so many things for me to do. If this place is stolen, it will be really troublesome, and I don't want to guard it for you, so find someone to help you watch the key to this!"

After saying this, he spread his hand casually, palms facing down, a stream of Xuanguang surged, and the entire Pangu Temple emitted bursts of Xuanguang, colorful and beautiful. After a while, a black hole appeared on the ground, and like a whirlpool, a book floated out of the whirlpool.

This album is extraordinary at a glance, the cover is extremely thick, like jade and gold, it is not clear to see, shining with a strange light, scorching its brilliance.

Li Qinglian stretched out her hand, put away the album, shook the wine jug on her waist, and chuckled: "Let's drink!"

Drunk, he walked towards the door of the Pangu Temple. The sword maniac happened to be in front of him, and when he saw this peerless powerhouse walking towards him, he was immediately shocked, how dare he stand in the way, and hurriedly wanted to dodge.

It's a pity that this will be agitated, the blood will be rushing, the whole body will be stiff, and the strength will not be able to exert strength at all, but he will stand still and remain motionless, and watch the other party come to his eyes.

"Former ...... Top ......"

Stammering, the sword maniac was about to explain, and suddenly found that Li Qinglian had passed directly through his body and walked over. Looking back, the first powerhouse of 10,000 years ago had already walked to the door.

Just as she was about to walk out, Li Qinglian suddenly seemed to think of something, turned around suddenly, looked at the Pangu statue and said, "Because of you and those crazy plans, so many people have died...... I really want to ask you, if everything is irreparable, will you regret it?"

As he spoke, the smile on his face that seemed to care about nothing disappeared without a trace, and turned into an indescribable solemnity, and even some loneliness. After a few moments, he turned and left.

Pangu ...... Pangu ...... Who is this ancient god, why did Li Qinglian tell him this, do they know each other?

Jiuyang Zhenren lost his temper in front of this stone statue, and Li Qinglian was in front of this stone statue...... Suddenly, Chen Weiming became very interested in this deity named Pangu.

It was just in the middle of thinking that I suddenly heard a loud shout: "Walker, what is the use of you actually using illusions to confuse me?"

He is a violent man, he likes to kill and fight, but he has little interest in books and anything, his knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know the magic power of the mirror of time. When Li Qinglian passed through his body, he had already reacted, this was an illusion, but he didn't know that it was from the Pangu Temple itself, or if Chen Weiming used some unknown spell.

And at this moment, the mirror of time disappeared, and he saw Chen Weiming hiding in the corner again.

In an instant, the killing machine soared into the sky. (To be continued.) )