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Zhuang Qiu knows himself best, so he is naturally aware of his weaknesses. His physical strength is average, and Nascent Soul has not fully recovered.

He has the God Devouring Orb, does the duplicated Zhuang Qiu have it?

Zhuang Qiu decided to test him out, and then launched a spiritual attack. He has not practiced it specifically, but it is still possible to twist the spiritual power into a bunch to test it out.

Then Zhuang Qiu discovered that the copied Zhuang Qiu was exactly the same as him, even the God Devouring Orb was copied.

Zhuang Qiu tried to use various means to deal with him, but found that the opposite "Zhuang Qiu" could use exactly the same attacks as him, and all the attacks were canceled out in the end. Zhuang Qiu, who had consumed most of his spiritual power, stopped, and he was angry. Panting, he looked at himself opposite.

The "Zhuang Qiu" on the opposite side seemed to have consumed a lot of spiritual power, and his state was not too different from Zhuang Qiu's.

But if that's the case, then what's the point of this secret realm?

If there is an opponent that can never be defeated, how will the others pass this level?

There must be something he hasn't discovered yet.

Zhuang Qiu was not impatient, he recovered his spiritual power, and started to fight against the opposite Zhuang Qiu again.

Zhuang Qiu on the opposite side will not take the initiative to attack. It is often Zhuang Qiu who sends out an attack. He takes the attack and then returns it to Zhuang Qiu. His words and deeds seem to be aggressive, but in fact they are not dangerous. of.

Qinglian, Honglian, and Duansheng in their hands swallowed Zhuang Qiu's blood, and the humming became louder and louder.

But Zhuang Qiu on the opposite side is equally strong, all of Zhuang Qiu's hole cards are useless in front of this "Zhuang Qiu".

After three consecutive draws like this, Zhuang Qiu finally realized something new from their duel.

The Dao, which was not perfect before, can now be perfected through a mirror.

The Tao was perfected, and Zhuang Qiu's attacks became faster and faster. At this time, Zhuang Qiu found that the opposite Zhuang Qiu had not progressed as well as him.

This copied self can only copy the self at that moment, it cannot improve by itself, but Zhuang Qiu can improve.

Zhuang Qiu's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found a breaking point.

Under the reflection of the mirror, he gradually discovered the imperfections in his past, with more and more shortcomings, and his aura became more and more stable.

His own Tao is slowly brewing.

Under Zhuang Qiu's changes, Qinglian Seven Flame Sword gradually became Zhuang Qiu's own. It is more suitable for Zhuang Qiu. Instead of calling him Qinglian, it is better to call him Red Lotus.

I don't know how long it has passed, and Zhuang Qiu can't remember how many times he played against him.

From being evenly matched at the beginning, to a slight advantage later, and now.

He has become completely different.

He got ready, stood up, and then walked to the opposite "Zhuang Qiu".

"Thank you for your sparring these days, but it's time to end, and I have to return to reality."

Back to reality.

Zhuang Qiu smiled and pulled out Duansheng.

Zhuang Qiu on the opposite side seemed to feel the pressure, and he also pulled his face away.

The next moment, Zhuang Qiu rushed forward, and the two swords collided together. The air wave exploded from the place where the two swords met. Zhuang Qiu pressed hard, and his sword edge pressed against the opposite "Zhuang Qiu" "Start to exert strength.

The continuous wave of sword energy exploded, and the opponent finally couldn't bear the pressure, and retreated, but this retreat had already shown his weakness, Zhuang Qiu took advantage of the pressure again, and the sword edge directly cut the clothes of "Zhuang Qiu" on the opposite side , to break open his flesh.

The blood stimulated Duansheng, and both Duansheng became excited.

The red lotus was continuously thrown in the hands of the two people, and then hit each other again. Finally, a bright flower appeared in Zhuang Qiu's hand, without a trace of variegation, as if it was clotted with fresh blood.

This red lotus directly smashed the opposite red lotus, and rushed directly in front of "Zhuang Qiu" with unstoppable power.

This "Zhuang Qiu" was directly knocked into the air. Before he could react, Zhuang Qiu had already appeared like a ghost, and then sealed his throat with a sword.

Blood splattered and scattered all over the ground.

Zhuang Qiu felt the warm blood on his hands, and murmured: "I kill myself, this feeling is also wonderful."

When "Zhuang Qiu" died, the illusion also disappeared. He stood on the thousandth step, and he was only one step away from going out.

Even with Zhuang Qiu's mentality, she couldn't hold back her excitement.

After realizing that he was too excited, he calmed down.

It seems that the test of the thousandth step is the ability to break the mirror. The monk at the fusion stage has not made any progress for thousands of years, so it is not easy to break the mirror.

After adjusting his mood, Zhuang Qiu slowly walked to the last step.

Zhuang Qiu had a lot of guesses about this last level, maybe it made him forget his memory, let him get lost in it, or maybe it made him challenge by leapfrogging.

But this last level is empty, nothing.

Zhuang Qiu was walking inside, raised his head and looked around, but saw nothing.

He walked inside for a while and found that it was an endless place.

A voice suddenly appeared.

"Your memory is missing a lot." The voice sounded very old.

Hearing the voice coming from his head, Zhuang Qiu became vigilant instinctively.

"Son, your life is really unfortunate." There was a little pity in this old voice, as if he was sympathizing with Zhuang Qiu.

Zhuang Qiu was suspicious of this voice, so he didn't trust him, but said slowly: "You are the challenge of the last level?"

"The challenge of this last level is not me, it is still yourself."

"Myself?" Zhuang Qiu didn't quite understand, he had already defeated himself, why would he do it again.

"When living beings suffer great trauma, in order to keep themselves alive, they will choose to forget some things. Do you know what you have forgotten?"

Zhuang Qiu hesitated: "I haven't forgotten anything. If I have to forget something, it should be the plot that I don't usually forget, but I will forget at critical moments."

Hearing Zhuang Qiu's words, the old voice replied after a pause: "It's not because of you, it's because of the rules, but you have forgotten other memories, and those are because you didn't want to."

"You are about to enter Huashen from Nascent Soul. Is your heart firm? Is your way the way you want?"

"I inherit Master's Qinglian Sword, this is the destination of my life."

"Then do you like swords, what do you like about it?"

"It's sharp, it kills decisively—"

"Those are its advantages, it exists in the first place, did you choose it because of it, then why is it not a knife, why is it not a gun, there are so many ways, why is it the way of swords."

This old voice is not a question, he is more like a guide.

Zhuang Qiu pondered.

He doesn't know that he likes swords. He was taken to the mountain by the master uncle, and then practiced with the master. At that time, he had nothing, and the master took him in.

So he practiced Master's way of swordsmanship, he practiced hard, and tried hard to get Master's approval.

but.

Does he like swords? He does, but not to the extent that Ji Qingning does. Why did he choose swordsmanship?

"Because I want to inherit Master's way, I want to become the glory of Taixuan Sword Sect, and I want everyone who cherishes me to be satisfied."

The old man sighed.

"I think, when you think of those memories, you can really ask yourself."

"I don't understand, what memory."

"Your childhood memories."

Zhuang Qiu was stunned. The memories of his childhood were indeed blurred, but he was a mortal at that time, and his memory was generally normal. He only remembered the fire that engulfed his family. He knew that his family died. Because of the plot, even if he knew the ending, he didn't know how to save it.

"Then what should I do?" Zhuang Qiu asked.

"Go to your memory and find the answer."

After the old man's voice fell, Zhuang Qiu suddenly appeared in another place.

He looked down at his hands, his hands were very small, he looked only five or six years old, and the threshold became a natural barrier for him.

"Xiaoqiu, didn't you say you want to go to see the lanterns with your dad? Why are you in a daze?"

Zhuang Qiu raised his head to look at this woman with a gentle face, he seemed to be thinking about something just now, but he forgot.

That seemed like something important.

Regardless, watching the lanterns is important.

He has been different from others since he was born.

Strange words kept popping up in his mind.

For example, he often heard a fairy covered with ice cream teaching him how to practice.

The aura enters the body to perceive the heaven and the earth, even if you have officially embarked on the road of slowly cultivating immortality, this is the period of Qi training.When the spiritual energy accumulated in the body reaches a certain amount, it can rush into the dantian in one go. This is the foundation building period.The aura in the dantian seems to have accumulated and tempered, and finally experienced the catastrophe of the dantian, which is the golden elixir stage. Yuanying period.

This fairy looks really good-looking, his eyebrows seem to come out of a painting, so he can't help but want to touch it to see if it's real.

Not only this immortal, but there are always some people he has never seen before in his memory, even in his dreams.

At first he would tell his mother about his weirdness, but her mother always laughed at him, saying that he was a fool in his dreams.

Zhuang Qiu also thought he was stupid, until one day, he dreamed that his father had an accident, and the next day he saw his father was injured.

In this city, his father is the king of the city, and everyone around him believes in his father. Zhuang Qiu also respects his father. To him, his father is his god.

He told his mother about the dream about his father being injured, but the mother just smiled and said: "It seems that you are really a father and son."

Zhuang Qiu even had a dream of the destruction of a country, it was a boundless sea of ​​fire, and everyone died.

But even his mother didn't believe him, and neither would anyone else. Zhuang Qiu also tried his best, but one day when the imperial chariot was parading, he saw a person rushing up and shouting: "My king! Our country is about to perish! Quickly take our clansmen to relocate!"

The guards swarmed over him, pinned him down, and called him one word.

madman.

Mother wanted to cover Zhuang Qiu's eyes, but Zhuang Qiu saw what happened to the madman.