"I remember that Xiaoyu was less than 10,000 years old when she died. At such a young age, the sword realm is so unpredictable. It's so amazing."

Looking at the sword imprint of Junior Sister Huan Reincarnation, Han Xiuchen's eyes couldn't help but fluctuate.

In his feelings, although this sword imprint is not very powerful, its realm is so high that it is so terrifying.

And you should know that although the state of ten thousand years of practice in the original realm of cultivation was not considered a young man, among the strong men known at that time, this was the youngest.

And when she was able to reach this point in the Jiandao realm with less than 10,000 years of age, it was hard for Han Xiuchen to imagine how amazing she would be when she was alive.

Even now Han Xiuchen is a little suspicious. In fact, although her true spirit has been destroyed, if she wants to survive, she will be able to revive herself for such a long time.

And she didn't survive, it was possible that she didn't want to survive at all.

Although this is just his own guess, Han Xiuchen is fully capable of believing that his own guess may be true.

As he thought about it, Han Xiuchen's eyes moved to the body of reincarnation.

His eyes as he looked at the reincarnation were filled with contempt.

When Jian Wujiang died as Jian was about 25,000 years old.

If we counted from the age when her junior sister died, this guy was around 30,000 years old.

In addition, after this guy reincarnated, he has gone to this point step by step. Han Xiuchen can't calculate how long it takes.

But even so, his swordsmanship is not even half as powerful as his junior sister. It is so embarrassing that he is extremely killing in his swordsmanship.

I don’t know where this guy got his face, but he actually dares to like his junior sister.

Didn’t he know that in front of his junior sister, a guy like him is a toad?

Thinking of this, Han Xiuchen looked at Shen Hongzhuang again, then his eyes turned to the sword imprint again, and said with a sigh: "The only one among the human race is Zong Mengyu!"

"hehe."

After Han Xiuchen said this, Shen Hongzhuang immediately laughed, but her eyes looked extremely cold.

Qingming's eyes when he looked at Han Xiuchen were also slightly playful.

Han Xiuchen noticed this and quickly said with remedial words: "Wife, I'm talking about the human race. Although you are also a human being now, don't forget that you are actually a great way."

Shen Hongzhuang didn't listen to what Han Xiuchen said at all. She asked Han Xiuchen with her hands on her chest: "I believe you for the time being, but you can't deny that you said something wrong.

Why, can you be worthy of a fellow Qingming Taoist? But if you think about it carefully, you can’t deserve a fellow Qingming Taoist. If I weren’t blind, I wouldn’t look down on you.”

Han Xiuchen smiled awkwardly, not refuting what Shen Hongzhuang said.

Because he felt that Shen Hongzhuang was actually right.

Whether it is Qingming or Shen Hongzhuang, I am actually not worthy of it.

Now I can only surpass them in realm.

In addition, I can't compare myself with them in any aspect.

It can even be said that in a sense, I have dragged them down.

Thinking of this, Han Xiuchen sighed in a low voice.

He slowly stood up and came to Zong Mengyu's sword imprint.

He slowly raised his right hand and pointed his finger directly at the center of the eyebrows of the sword imprint.

In this moment, the entire world of practice, and even the other worlds of practice created by the origin, were not easily noticed.

And in that origin space, the pure origin turned slightly.

It seemed like there was a strange breath flowing in the origin space.

call!

At the same time, a sword light appeared from Qingbai Qingshu's body and suddenly shot into the sword imprint.

At the same time, a sword energy emerged from Chen Hongzhuang, Qingming, Han Xiuchen and Sanhuan's body, and was immersed in the sword imprint.

A sword energy emerged from each of them and rushed into the sword imprint, and then a sword energy burst out from the distant endless place, and it was also quickly penetrated into the sword imprint.

As sword energy entered the body, the sword imprint became clearer and clearer.

And the sword aura on her body is becoming more and more amazing.

Even the eyes that seemed a little blurry and extremely dull also had a faint feeling.

"You shouldn't do this."

Seeing this scene, Huan Hui couldn't help but ask Han Xiuchen.

The sword energy that emerged from their bodies and the sword energy that emerged from everywhere belonged to them and the people who knew Zong Mengyu's memory of him.

Many memories about Zong Mengyu can indeed resurrect Zong Mengyu.

But is this Zong Mengyu completely Zong Mengyu?

Is it the real Zong Mengyu?

He felt that the possibility was not high, and it was even basically negative.

Because everyone has different ideas and feelings about Zong Mengyu, Zong Mengyu has different impressions of them.

So how could Zong Mengyu, who was beaten up in this situation, be the real Zong Mengyu?

How could it be my junior sister?

Han Xiuchen heard the worry of the samsara, glanced at him lightly, and said in a very calm voice: "Don't worry, Zong Mengyu who has recovered is definitely a complete Zong Mengyu you know."

Speaking of this, Han Xiuchen suddenly shook his head with some concern, and continued: "Of course, it may also be a little different from Zong Mengyu in your memory. After all, your junior sister is much more extraordinary than you imagined."

He used great power to raise other people's memories of Zong Mengyu, not to say that he wanted to use those memories to beat up Zong Mengyu.

Instead, we want to extract the same influence on Zong Mengyu based on the impressions of different creatures on Zong Mengyu.

Then, using their same impression of Zong Mengyu as the key to unlock this Zong Mengyu who might be sleeping in himself.

Well, Han Xiuchen suspected that Zong Mengyu was actually capable of resurrecting himself, so he planned to try such a method.

If such a method fails, use another method again.

Otherwise, if Zong Mengyu was really not dead, she actually had the ability to resurrect herself and used other means to resurrect Zong Mengyu, then Zong Mengyu, who was resurrected by other means, might be really a beaten guy, not the real Zong Mengyu.

Thinking of Han Xiuchen suddenly felt something, his spirit suddenly became more and more unprecedented.
Chapter completed!