The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

If it weren't for the temptation of the combination of the innate bones and the ancient sacred body, Qingdi would have been caring for her desperately like the one shown in the picture now.

Faced with countless people's gazes and whispered discussions, Yun Wuyue remained silent.

But in her heart, a huge wave had already set off.

The scene of Lin Yuan struggling to escape before, because she was just born and was too young, she has no memory at all.

But now Lin Yuan took care of her growing up in the Disabled Elderly Village, she still had a deep impression on her.

It's just that these warm memories were buried deep in her heart along with her deep resentment towards Lin Yuan.

Buried in a corner she would never touch.

But now looking at the pictures flashing on the copper coffin, listening to the laughter and laughter, those happy pictures in the past are like warm currents, gushing out from the bottom of Yun Wuyue's heart.

At that time, although she had no cultivation base, she also had no worries, no restraints, and was carefree every day.

No matter what she asks, no matter what she wants, my brother will do his best to meet it.

At that time, she felt that she was the happiest girl in the world.

The only thought is to follow behind my brother and never separate.

"But why, why did you do that to me later...Is it because of this..."

As the pictures from the past continued to appear in the minds of Tong Coffin and Yun Wuyue, she felt a twinge of pain in her heart:

"Is this the real reason why you took away my Dao bone... If that's the case..."

"Then I would rather not have this bone, and would rather be an ordinary person, and live with you for the rest of my life in the Disabled Elderly Village..."

At the same time, above the nine heavens.

A celestial figure in white clothes standing alone in the clouds, closed his eyes and felt everything that happened on the ground.

"Is he also the Ancient Saint Physique..."

Chapter 9 Qingdi's talent, Luo Chen is embarrassing, everyone is sour

The pictures on the copper coffin are still showing up one after another.

Unlike the reactions of all the monks, the village head was obviously much more shocked when he saw the vision that appeared on Lin Yuan.

He kept murmuring the words "Desolate Ancient Eucharist" in his mouth, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

But Lin Yuan at the side was still immersed in his own world.

As he breathed out, mysterious space ripples spread from his body, creating layers of ripples.

Soon, streams of air gradually gathered and formed, pouring into his body from all directions.

"This... the Qing Emperor started to lead spirits?"

The monks who saw another cultivation vision couldn't stop exclaiming.

"Although I really don't want to believe it, this very familiar scene is the vision that can only be evoked by a monk for the first time. Each of us has experienced it before."

"But Emperor Qing has just learned to breathe and breathe. No matter how talented he is, there must be a process. This... this is really unacceptable!"

As soon as you learn to breathe and breathe, you can directly lead the spirit into your body, which is equivalent to just learning to walk, you can fly with a sword, and travel through the void.

The feeling of everyone at this moment, even if it is the four words of shock, is not enough to describe.

There is no harm without comparison, and the huge contrast between Qingdi and their cultivation speed is really hard for them to accept.

But they didn't have time to calm down, and the pictures on the copper coffin began to switch rapidly.

From noon to sunset on the western mountain, Lin Yuan was still sitting in place.

A stream of heaven and earth spiritual energy surged into his body, and the speed continued unabated.

The expressions on everyone's faces were surprise at first, then shock, then horror, and finally numbness.

Keeping their expressions stiff for a long time, their facial muscles are still twitching.

"It's such a monster, are you still smoking?"

"According to this speed and amount, the amount of aura required to enter the Qi Refining Realm can already catch up with a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that the need to advance to the Ancient Eucharist would be so terrifying."

"That's for sure, otherwise, how can you be invincible at the same level, or even kill enemies at a higher level?"

"..."

It wasn't until night fell in the screen that Lin Yuan finally heard a sudden abnormal sound from inside his body.

He stood up, stretched his arms, and the bones all over his body suddenly crackled.

His thin body now looks like a sharp blade piercing the night.

Everyone can see that he has become a Qi Refining Realm cultivator.

From start to finish, it only took half a day...

All of them stared blankly, wondering if they were dreaming.

But the answer is no.

The three views and cognitions that everyone has built up since their practice are on the verge of collapse.

Without any buffer time, the picture changes again.

Scenes of practice memories were continuously exposed by the copper coffin.

The old people in the village for the disabled don't know if they don't teach it, and they are shocked when they teach it.

They all just wanted to give Lin Yuan a few pointers, but they didn't expect him to know everything.

No matter how difficult it is to understand, he can master it quickly.

Many times, when they saw Lin Yuan whose cultivation was improving by leaps and bounds, they would feel ashamed, and they would start amazed again and again; Yu, group*9?8EUR0?2ュ[email protected]?8ヘ5?6.

They all praised him as a peerless genius, whose cultivation talent is rare in the world.

Even compared with those peerless arrogances outside, they can be said to be the arrogance of arrogance.

But in the face of the generous praise of the elders, Xiao Linyuan is still very humble.

Because in his eyes, these elders in the disabled village are the real unworldly powerhouses.

The grandpa of the village chief who has no hands and feet is the oldest, but he is in the best health, with a hale and hearty face every day, full of energy.

The blind grandpa obviously couldn't see anything, but his keen spiritual sense was superb, and he could see more clearly than if he opened his eyes.

The crippled grandpa obviously only has one leg, but every time he races in the mountains, even if he runs a few hills first, he will be easily overtaken soon.

The blacksmith grandpa's two arms seem to be thinner than him, but he can melt the fine iron and forge it into any shape he wants.

Grandpa the butcher has only three fingers left, but his knife skills are like a natural skill. He can untie a cow in tens of seconds, and cut out slices of beef tendon as thin as a cicada's wing.

The one-armed woodcutter chops firewood with a sword in his left hand. The towering giant tree more than ten meters thick is like mud under his sword. He chops melons and vegetables all the way.

There are also countless elders with super abilities, all of whom possess unique skills.

In this way, Lin Yuan learned how to breathe and breathe with the grandfather of the village chief, and to draw spirits into his body, becoming a Qi-refining monk.

Then he practiced with the blind grandpa to develop spiritual consciousness, visualize the world, and practice agility with the crippled grandpa to test his speed.

He also learned the qi pupil technique from the one-eyed grandfather, concealed his breath with the hunter grandfather, and hunted fierce beasts.

If he is lucky, he can hunt monsters independently in the mountains and cook a big pot of animal bone soup for the villagers to drink.

Sometimes, he would take the terminally ill pharmacist's grandmother out to gather medicine and make alchemy together.

Sometimes, I accompany the blacksmith grandpa to forge iron and swords, learn the butcher's grandpa's knives, and compare with the woodcutter's grandpa who cuts more firewood...

In this way, three years of body training, five years of Qi training, time flies by.

Lin Yuan has mastered all the survival skills and extraordinary abilities of everyone in the disabled village.

Only five years have passed, and they have learned all the kung fu that they have immersed in for a lifetime.

Moreover, the blue comes out of the blue, and there is nothing to teach.

Seeing this, everyone outside the copper coffin was completely sour.

They originally expected to learn some cultivation methods, or some peerless exercises and spiritual skills from Qingdi's memory.

It is indeed seen, but how can there be any cultivation method?

Qingdi clearly relied on his heaven-defying savvy and extraordinary talent to forcibly learn so many skills that are enough for them to understand for a lifetime.

Are there any tricks to speak of?

There must be, but they really don't understand it.

For example, the village head recited to Lin Yuan the Supreme Heart Dharma, the Great Righteousness Jue.

As long as you learn it, you can cultivate the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth and temper your body.

But after listening to the whole method, they only felt that it was like a heavenly book, every word was mysterious and obscure, and it was extremely difficult to understand.

When they were still thinking about what the first sentence was about, after Qingdi listened to it once, he aroused the awe-inspiring righteousness in the world.

It's like an open-book exam, but you can't find the knowledge points at all, and you don't know how to copy it.

I even took out the answer directly, but found that I couldn't even understand the answer.

That depressed mood is the truest portrayal of the monks' hearts now.

It can be said that people compare with others, and they are pissed off.

They all doubted themselves and were about to close themselves.

With such rubbish cultivation talent, is it really suitable to be a monk?

At this moment, Luo Chen, who was being sized up by many monks with strange eyes, had already blushed.

What he kept saying just now was that Lin Yuan became the Qing Emperor only by relying on the blessing of luck and encounters along the way.

Now he is slapping his face every sentence, which makes him wish he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Chapter 10 One Heaven, One Underground

During these five years, Lin Yuan arranged his life in a tight and proper way, with a certain amount of relaxation.

Every day I get up before dawn to practice, and after breakfast, I go to the mountains to cut firewood, collect herbs and hunt.

During this period, he also took into account the practice of swordsmanship, body skills, and various skills taught to him by his elders.

Then rush back to the village before noon to take care of Yun Wuyue who is almost awake.

In the afternoon, according to the order, I take turns going to different elders every day to learn from teachers and review skills.

By the way, ask for advice on various problems encountered during cultivation, and ask them to help point out the maze.

At night, he would take Yun Wuyue to sit around the bonfire, play drums and pass flowers with the villagers, and perform performances.

When you are tired from playing, just lie down on the ground, listen to the older generation talk about wine, and learn all kinds of anecdotes.

Whenever he heard those exciting legends of heroes, Lin Yuan would have a very yearning expression on his face.

In the dead of night, after coaxing Yun Wuyue to sleep, he would sneak out of the village by himself and climb to the top of the mountain.

Just like this, while looking at the night sky, while talking to the stars in the sky, he told all the big and small things that he had experienced throughout the day.

Tell those loved ones who have passed away.

Tell me what skills you learned today, and what interesting things you heard.

Saying that Xiao Wuyue can speak and dance when she grows up, Aunt Yun Shuyun rest assured in the sky, I will definitely protect her to grow up well and never let anyone bully her.

Said father and mother, I really miss you, I have to forgive me for running away out of fear of death and not being with you, and I will definitely go back in the future and bury you well.

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Only at this time, the young Emperor Qing would let go of all the disguises he had during the day, shed his hard shell, and reveal his child-like soft heart.

Sometimes, Lin Yuan would also talk to himself, talking about his imagination about the future.

He was thinking, when the elders in the village are aging one after another, and after the end of their retirement, they will leave the village with Yun Wuyue and travel the world.