Lord Futian

Li Qingniu replied: "One is to prove the martial arts, and the two want to ask you how to leave here."

"Here?"

Li Qingniu nodded and replied: "This world."

"Why did you want to ask me for advice?" The other party continued to ask.

Li Qingniu replied: "First, you should be the strongest here. Second, if I guess right, you should be just a memory. Your existence is to guide the entrants to leave, right?"

The other party fell silent again for a long time. After about half an hour of silence, the voice sounded again: "You are right, but it's a pity that you are five million years late."

"Oh?"

The voice said: "If it were five million years ago, I could send you away, but now my heart is shaken, I suddenly have nostalgia, I don't want to disappear, so I can't send you away, stay, you His strength can make a name for himself in this world."

"Sure enough, you really are my previous memory, but I didn't think of it, and obviously I have no ideas of my own, I really don't know whether to be happy or disappointed for you." Li Qingniu said with a sigh.

"Yes, it feels great to have your own mind. I don’t need to be a vassal of anyone. I enjoy this kind of life. I don’t want any changes. If you want to stay, I will treat you like a guest. If you want to leave by force , I can only be rude to you."

"How are you? You can still kill me or not?" Li Qingniu sneered.

"I will not kill you, but I will never make your life easier."

"Hahaha, good days have passed for a long time, just want to live a bad life, can you leave here if you beat it?"

"How could I tell you?"

Li Qingniu smiled and said, "Yes, how about a battle? Victory is a hero. If I win, you tell me how to leave here. If I lose, I will stay until I can win. Until your day."

"Hahahahaha! Do you think I'm a fool? How does such a bet hurt you? How does it benefit me? It's better to bet a bit bigger."

Li Qingniu saw that his cleverness was seen through by the other party, and smiled and said, "Thinking is incredible. Even a memory can be so smart. It's good to live a long time."

"Stay here, you can live forever, leave here, you can't avoid birth, old age, sickness and death."

"It's a pity that I don't like dealing with stones. It's cold and hard and doesn't have any interest at all. It's up to you to make the conditions, so that you don't feel unfair." Li Qingniu shook his head and said.

The other party was silent for a while, and said: "I will compete with you. If you win, I can tell you how to leave here, but if you lose, I want you to abolish your whole body martial arts, break your meridians, and lock your spirits. Yuan, always stay here as an ordinary person."

"Your requirements are so high, is it really good for you to treat your own subject like this?"

"You can refuse, but I will only give you this opportunity."

Li Qingniu sighed and said, "Well, I promised you, but I'm in a hurry. To be fair, I choose the time and the location. How about?"

The voice said, "Yes."

Li Qingniu continued: "Then now, where to go to fight, you can tell."

"Just outside the city."

As that person's voice fell, the already closed city gate slowly opened again at this time, and the many stone men surrounding the city gate retreated from a path to make way for a figure who walked out of the gate.

I saw that the person who came out from the inside was taller, nearly a head taller than Li Qingniu, and seemed to be about 30 years old, but for the warrior, his age could not be seen from the outside.

As a memory, it will not grow old, and the warrior can delay the aging of the body with its own cultivation. So although it looks like 30 years old, it may even be left when it was 300 years old. memory.

The other party walked up to Li Qingniu and looked down at Li Qingniu with a height advantage. It seemed that he was not tall, and there was a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Hello, memory, the first time I met, if I lose, I will ask you to take care of me in the future." Li Qingniu said with a smile.

"I have a name, don't call me memory, I hate these two words."

"Oh? Yes, I almost forgot. You are a memory with your own thoughts. Every existence with your own thoughts will not be willing to continue to be the shadow or memory of others. Well, the me in the memory, you What's his name?" Li Qingniu asked with a smile.

The man heard Li Qingniu's repeated emphasizing that he was a memory, and snorted: "Heng Wuming, call me Heng Wuming."

"It turns out that my previous name was Heng Wuming." Li Qingniu muttered to himself.

Memory displeased and said: "In the future, this will be my exclusive name, and it will no longer belong to you. Just what you should call it, just don't say these three words."

Li Qingniu smiled and said: "Okay, listen to you, besides, I am not without a name. I'm still in a hurry, can we start doing it?" Li Qingniu's voice fell as he took the Zhan Kong sword in his hand.

"Huh? You have a good sword."

"Thank you!."

At this time, he listened to the opponent's words and said, "But I don't plan to compete with you."

"Then what are you going to compare? Are you more than light?"

"Biqin, since you are my reincarnation, you should have all the martial arts, how about us than Qin?"

He only saw that Li Qingniu had an invincible sword in his hand. He really didn't know that Li Qingniu still had another, the world's unparalleled treasure.

Hearing that he said that Biqin, Li Qingniu, immediately agreed without hesitation and made a gentleman's agreement that no amendments were allowed, Li Qingniu took the Tiandiqin out of the space.

The moment Li Qingniu took out the Tiandi Qin,'Heng Wuming' couldn't help but stunned for a moment. His memory as a first-class warrior in the Archaic period can naturally see the extraordinary difference of the Tiandi Qin at a glance. However, the agreement between the two parties has been made. It was too late to regret.

"So you still have a good violin."

"Anyway, now you and I can't regret it anymore." Li Qingniu smiled and said.

"Heng Wuming" hummed softly: "Do you think? If the piano is good, you can win? Although you have the advantage of the piano, you may not be my opponent. In the end, it depends on your personal strength."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and immediately a stone guard walked towards him with a piano in both hands.

Li Qingniu glanced at the violin that the stone man was holding over. Although it was not as good as the Tiandi Qin, it was an unusual violin.

Li Qingniu and he sat down under a big tree on the trail outside the city, because he discovered that this tree was actually a five-leaf flower tree. Although the tree was far younger than the one on Tianxing Mountain, he could still feel full of spirit. force.

Under the leafless flower tree, it is more conducive for it to absorb the spiritual power of the wood for its own use. Although there is no direct correlation between the sound soul and the five element attributes of the golden wood, water, fire and earth, the growth of Li Qingniu's spiritual power can enhance its own strength. In order to maintain a continuous supply of power.

On the other hand, Li Qingniu also wanted to take the opportunity to absorb the power of the Leafless Flower Technique to enrich his wood attribute spiritual power. His wood attribute martial spirit has always stayed at the star-moon level and failed to reach the starry sky. If he absorbs the one behind him The leafless flower tree can immediately let his wood attribute martial spirit also enter the starry sky level.

As if seeing Li Qingniu's intentions, Heng Wuming chuckled lightly: "It turns out that your five element attributes are not as good as the stars. It seems that you will definitely lose today."

"Oh? Maybe my sound soul has reached the starry sky, and we are not comparing to the basic martial soul." Li Qingniu replied with a shrug.

"Since you know that the five attributes are basic martial souls, why don't you know that the foundation is not enough, the other four souls can hardly reach the extreme. Not only have the basic martial souls reached the starry sky, but the other four souls have all reached the starry sky level. What do you want? Beat me?"

Li Qingniu shrugged and said, "It sounds great, but it's a pity that you are talking about Heng Wuming, not you."

"I am Heng Wuming."

"You are just a memory of Heng Wuming."

"I am not, I am..."

"From the sound of the piano you just played, I know your depth. Although you eventually pushed me back out of the door, I was unprepared at the time, and people were in the air, unable to respond. Your strength is by no means what you can do. Bragging is so strong, memory is only memory after all, how can you have all the power of your master, you are just deceiving yourself and others."

"You bullshit, bullshit! I am Hengwuming, Hengwuming is me!" With his roaring roar, he flew up to a boulder behind him, his hands frantically flicking on the piano body.

Seeing him so gaffe, Li Qingniu was even more certain that his inference was correct.

Because through the previous few secret contests, although each time the opponent is slightly higher, Li Qingniu can clearly feel a feeling of reluctance to support, as if he is trying to be better than the opponent everywhere, and reluctantly to achieve the effect. .

If you are the real strongest master, there is no reason for this to happen, and the real masters at this level usually do not account for this level.

Li Qingniu wanted to fight for the high because he had been low before and wanted to move back to the situation, while "Heng Wuming" is always fighting for the high, and he has never even given a half.

If he had the strength of Heng Wuming, even if it was just a memory, he wouldn't be so eager to perform. The more eager he wanted to prove himself, the more he explained his guilty conscience.

Seeing that "Heng Wuming" was exposed, he immediately showed a gaffe, and Li Qingniu knew that he had the chance to win.

But after all, the opponent has part of Heng Wuming's power. Li Qingniu didn't dare to underestimate it, and hurriedly dialed with both hands, using the sound of the piano against the sound of the piano, proving that he was welcoming the opponent's fierce offensive.

Being crushed by the violin strength of the two people, the surrounding landscape suddenly oscillated violently, filled with sand and dust, and the surroundings suddenly fell into darkness without seeing the sky.