Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 17: Remarkable Strength, Invincible in the Same Realm

boom--!
Suddenly, a loud bang exploded on the silent river surface!
The river water, which was nearly a hundred meters deep, was directly cut off, and the sword energy reached the bottom of the river. The silt at the bottom of the river was separated, revealing the loess that had been hidden under the deep water for tens of thousands of years.

The sword mark stretched from one side of the river to the other, directly cutting off the body of the black dragon.

That horrific scene was like a miracle.

The huge tremor even spread through the earth all the way to Kyoto City.

"Breaking the river with one sword, it's really powerful."

Zhou Yi's mouth corners slightly raised, feeling slightly satisfied.

Three years after coming into this world, he has grown from a small coroner who could be manipulated by anyone to his current achievements. His progress is beyond imagination!
Worth it!

Rumble.
The river water merged again with great momentum, and Zhou Yi turned around and left.

The pretense is complete, let’s go.

Just after Zhou Yi left, within a moment, more than a dozen figures in different clothes rushed over from all directions.

When they saw the huge sword marks left on both sides of the Qianjiang River, their pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"So strong! Cutting the river with one sword, this is what a great clan does!"

"And it's not just an ordinary great sect. I'm afraid it has reached the middle stage of a great sect. Otherwise, it would only cut off some small rivers and streams. It's far from being possible to cut off a river as big as the Qianjiang River with one sword."

"Qingfeng Sword Sect, you are a strong swordsman. You have seen the most swords in the world. Maybe you can tell which school this is from?"

A middle-aged man with a long beard, wearing a green robe, a long sword on his back and a square turban on his head, stared at the sword mark for a moment, stroked his beard and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but I can't figure out this person's moves. His moves are too complicated. Although he used sword energy, it actually included many martial arts. It was disorganized, but he actually launched such an attack."

"Hi~!"

Everyone couldn't help but gasp. It wasn't just the display of sword skills, but it could actually cause such damage. Doesn't that mean that the opponent's true skills are even stronger?
Another old monk with white eyebrows and wearing a white robe stood up and said with a serious look:
"Amitabha, I seem to sense some Buddhist scriptures from this sword energy. Please give me some face and let me study this sword mark carefully."

Everyone looked disdainful.

"Master Huigang, why is everything related to your Buddhism?"

Master Huigang said expressionlessly:
"Amitabha. My Buddhist sect has great magical powers, covering everything. It is not surprising that there is a great sect of swordsmanship. If you cannot explain the principles, I, a poor monk, can also do some boxing."

"Damn you, bald ass, do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"Fellow Daoist Dugu, Fellow Daoist Qingyun, let's join forces to seize the exclusive right to this sword mark, and we can comprehend it together."

Everyone was fighting together, and for a moment, sword lights appeared everywhere, and the strong energy was like thunder, exploding continuously.

Zhou Yi had already returned to the courtyard. It was late at night, the time of the day when the yin energy was the heaviest.

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, because he sensed that something was locking onto him. It was not a gaze sensed by his sixth sense, but a soul power sensed by his mental strength.

Turning his head, he saw many translucent shadows hidden in the dense persimmon trees, staring at Zhou Yi intently, as if they wanted to eat him alive, but there was a bit of fear in their eyes and they did not dare to move forward.

"It turns out that there are such things as ghosts in this world!"

Zhou Yi recognized that those were the people he had killed.

I didn't see ghosts before, probably because my strength hadn't reached the great power. Now that I have reached the great power, my mental power has formed. As the other party is a soul body, and now is the time of the day when the yin energy is the heaviest, naturally there is no escape. But looking at their appearance, they seem to be very afraid of me and dare not hurt me.

"They were killed by me when they were alive, and they dared not take revenge after they died. What a bunch of cowards."

Zhou Yi shook his head and snapped his fingers. A ray of extremely strong and masculine sword energy spread among the leaves, and all the ghosts were instantly reduced to ashes.

To deal with ghosts, one can use his true energy to transform into energy or use mental attack. For him, it is just a piece of cake.

Time flies, and a few days have passed.

Xinghualou
"The Queen Mother was afraid that her son would be killed, so she did not dare to initiate a decisive battle, which resulted in countless casualties among our Daqian soldiers, all of whom fell into the clutches of the Northern Mang barbarians! Is it true that her son's life is life, and other people's sons deserve to die?"

“You’re right. The conscription was announced two days ago and I was asked to go. My father immediately used his connections to get exempted from military service.

If it is really necessary to sacrifice one's life for the country, there is nothing much to say. As a man, if you sacrifice your life for your country, you can still be a hero even if you die on the battlefield.

But it's not worth dying for a prodigal son! It's really not worth it!"

The guests were talking about the war in Beimang with indignation and were quite critical of the imperial court.

When fairness is trampled upon, people's hearts will naturally become restless.

"It's the same in our family. If you want money, we give it to you, but if you want your life, we don't."

"I think this Daqian will end sooner or later."

At this moment, a man walked down from the upstairs box and said with a cold face:
"What nonsense are you talking about? The country is about to be destroyed, so how can there still be a home?
You shameless people, do you want the barbarians from the north to break in, burn your houses, steal your food, kill you, and sleep with your women?"

Zhou Yi took a glance and saw that it was Li Xuanqing.

Li Xuanqing seemed to be a man whose talent was not appreciated. Zhou Yi often saw him drinking here.

However, the two did not communicate much.

The main reason was that Li Xuanqing always talked about family and country, and the two of them couldn't talk to each other.

Zhou Yi guessed that Li Xuanqing was most likely a member of the royal family. In feudal society, the country belonged to the royal family and the people were treated like cattle and horses. In addition, Zhou Yi was a time traveler, so where did his sense of family and country come from?

It is certainly right for him to be patriotic, because he is protecting the legacy of his ancestors.

But it’s very uncomfortable to brainwash myself all day long and make myself love Daqian.

His righteous words frightened many people, but some people were not convinced and immediately stood up to refute:
"Who do you think you are? Are you preaching here? Daqian is not my home. If you are really capable, why don't you let those princes and sons go to the battlefield to kill the enemy? Why are you yelling at me, a common people?"

"That's right, Duke Ningguo married his ninth concubine yesterday. He has enough energy to marry a wife, so why doesn't he go to the battlefield to fight? Isn't this Daqian his?"

"My family has only one son for three generations, and I still haven't found a wife. If I die, there won't even be anyone to burn paper money for during festivals."

"you."

When the shopkeeper saw that the two sides were about to quarrel, he immediately came out to mediate.

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, please give me some respect and don't talk about state affairs. Don't talk about state affairs."

(End of this chapter)