Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 18: Martial Saint Inheritance
"Humph!"

Li Xuanqing turned and left, and everyone burst into laughter as if they had won a victory.

After a moment, they started talking about other things.

"In this capital, there is actually a powerful man in the middle stage of a great sect hidden! This man is standing by the Qianjiang River, across the river, and cuts the river with one sword. He is truly a hero!

Several masters of the Xiantian Grandmaster in Kyoto fought fiercely for the chance to see the sword mark. Two of them died and four were seriously injured. "

"Hiss! So powerful?"

Zhou Yi didn't expect that the other party would judge him as a mid-level master.

It seems that my strength is far superior to others of the same level.

Not bad, very good.

After eating the braised beef in soy sauce and drinking half a jar of apricot blossom wine, Zhou Yi walked out of the Xinghua Tower.

As soon as I went out, a chill hit me in the face and heavy snow began to fall from the sky.

"It's winter again."

Zhou Yi slowly stretched out his hand and caught a six-sided snowflake ice crystal. The slight coolness he felt reminded him of his previous life.

When I was a child, my family was poor and we didn’t have many toys. When winter came, I looked forward to snowing. Building snowmen and having snowball fights were free, which was undoubtedly the best way to pass the time as a child.

Even at home, sitting around the stove, mother would tell them stories while making dumpling skins.

Cao Chong calls Snow White, Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood.
Dad would drink a little wine, eat peanuts, and occasionally tell them a story about a temple on a snowy mountain.

Now that I have traveled to another world, I don’t know what happened to my family from my previous life?

I don’t even know if there is any hope of going back in this life?

I hope my parents are healthy, I hope my sister can meet the right man, and I hope my brother can get into the university of his choice. I hope everyone is doing well.

Zhou Yi walked towards home in the snow.

The snow was falling heavily, like catkins.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and even the lights in the restaurants and inns on both sides of the road were slowly going out, leaving everything pitch black.

However, when Zhou Yi passed by Huibao Pavilion, he found that the red lanterns hanging high at the entrance of Huibao Pavilion were particularly dazzling.

This made him raise his eyebrows, because hanging red lanterns was a signal to look for him.

"Why would Wang He suddenly come to me at this time?"

True energy surged, and his face changed. Zhou Yi soon transformed into Li Changshou's face.

I came to the door and knocked. Suddenly a voice came from inside, along with the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Who is it? Here we come."

Soon, accompanied by a creaky sound, the shopkeeper Wang He opened the door wearing only his clothes.

"Hey, Master Li, you are finally here."

He looked around the door and saw that there was no one around, so he hurriedly invited Zhou Yi inside.

"Master Li, this is not the place to talk. Come in quickly."

Zhou Yi walked in, Wang He took down the red lantern, and then entered the house.

"Master Li, let me pour you a cup of tea."

"No need, just tell me why you suddenly came to me?"

Wang He walked over with an apologetic look on his face and a smile.

"Master Li, I'm not the one looking for you. Someone is looking for you, and I have no choice but to do so."

"Who's looking for me?"

"The God of Thieves Li Guangling!"

Although Zhou Yi had never met the other person, he had heard of the name.

Because there are only a few famous thieves in the whole Daqian, such as the God Thief, the Saint Thief, the King Thief, the Immortal Thief, and the Tyrant Thief. When the guests in teahouses and taverns chat, they will inevitably compare themselves with these few people. Li Guangling is famous in Chu and Shu states, but he is not a tomb raider who seeks dragons and divides gold, but a flying thief, that is, a thief who specializes in stealing from rich people. It is said that he has reached the Xiantian realm and has great strength. The court sent the Zhenwu Division to track him down for many years but failed to catch him.

We are all gangsters, so it would be easier for him to find me than the Daqian court. He only needs to check the stolen goods circulating in the market and he will be able to find the culprit.

"The Thief God Li Guangling? I haven't sinned against him, right?"

"I'm not sure about that. But Li Guangling has come to my house in person and asked for you by name. If I don't help him find you, he will kill my whole family.

Master Li, please don't blame me. I am just an ordinary businessman trying to make a living. I really can't afford to offend him, so I had to hang up a red lantern and invite you to come out of retirement."

"I know."

Wang He is a minor character after all. He has no choice but to do what he wants in society. This matter cannot be blamed entirely on him.

Besides, he had been helping me deal with the stolen goods in the past few years, so the cooperation was quite pleasant.

"Can that person tell me how to find him?"

Wang He quickly said:

"He said that you only need to go to the mountain temple outside the city, and he will be waiting for you there."

"Mountain temple? I see."

Zhou Yi stood up and left. Wang He quickly said from behind:

"Master Li, Li Guangling is very powerful and has already entered the innate realm. Please take care of yourself!"

"Got it, go to bed, it's late."

Wang He sighed and closed the door.

Zhou Yi disappeared into the darkness, tapped his feet lightly, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot, turning into a stream of light and quickly rushing to the mountain temple outside the city.

In a moment, Zhou Yi arrived at the mountain temple.

When spiritual perception is released, one can clearly sense the presence of a strong energy and blood.

It turned out to be a person in the innate realm!
Zhou Yi did not restrain his breath, so the first moment he arrived, the other party also sensed his breath and leaped out of the mountain temple. He was a tall and thin man with a mustache, about thirty years old.

"Thief Saint, we finally meet."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword light shot out from Zhou Yi's eyes and cut off his head in an instant.

Li Guangling's head was spinning in the air, his eyes widened with a look of disbelief on his face.

He was killed instantly?
Are you kidding me?
He is a congenital master!
He is the all-powerful God of Thieves!

He was actually killed by someone the moment he met him?
Is he a big shot?
The thief saint is the main one?
Damn it, you are already a big family, but you still dig up other people’s ancestral graves, how shameless!

Puff.
Li Guangling's body fell to the ground, his head fell to the ground and rolled to the side.

Zhou Yi came to his side, covered him with his palm, and used the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art to refine the remaining power he had, while absorbing his memory at the same time.

[I never thought that this Chu Palace actually hid a map of the Martial Saint Ruins. Hahahaha, I made a fortune this time! ]

[However... the ruins of the Martial Saint must be full of traps. If you take a wrong step, you will die without a burial place. It's a bit difficult. I'm not good at tomb-raiding. Wouldn't it be a life-or-death situation if I go in? ]

[I heard that there is a thief saint in Kyoto who is an expert at stealing gold. Why not lure him here and lure him with a large sum of money to open the tomb of the martial saint for me? Then, I can kill him. I don't have to pay, but I can safely obtain the inheritance of the martial saint's tomb? I am really a genius.]

[Although it is ten thousand miles from here to Kyoto, I can walk two thousand miles a day with my star-chasing and moon-chasing steps, and can go back and forth in just ten days.]

"The Tomb of the Martial Saint, the Martial Saint's inheritance! No wonder this kid came looking for me. What a pity, I don't like being used as a gun by others."

Zhou Yi felt around in his arms and quickly took out a parchment scroll and some silver bills.

Li Guangling is a thief god who travels all over the world. He carries his cooking skills with him, but he doesn't have much money on him.

However, he was quite concerned about the inheritance of the Martial Saint.

The inheritance of the Martial Saint might contain his techniques, experience notes, and the like. For a casual cultivator like him who practices on his own, that would be a treasure.

Although it is possible to obtain the memories of the dead on a normal day, most of them are small dregs, and it is difficult to find a large number or above, let alone the national martial saint.

(End of this chapter)