Immortality: I can absorb the memories of the dead.

Chapter 35: Daqian Ancestral Land, Secret History of the Dynasty

Inside the palace, strong men from both factions were already fighting each other, the killing was ongoing, and people were dying almost every second.

Li Qingyun and Li Qingxuan, each wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, stood facing each other.

"Li Qingxuan, you took my throne and killed my wife and children. It's time to settle this account tonight."

Li Qingyun's eyes were as cold as ice, while Li Qingxuan sneered:

"Seize your throne? How ridiculous! You idiot have ruined 500,000 elite soldiers of Daqian. The battle in the northern border caused Daqian to suffer heavy losses and the national fortune took a sharp turn for the worse. After that, you even became a door-to-door emperor, bringing shame to the Li royal family!

It's me! I fought to the death to defend Daqian. I am the true emperor, and this throne should belong to me, mine!"

"What about the lives of my wife and children?"

"They are barbarians from the Northern Wilds. They are a bunch of inferior species. They should not have come into this world! I will send them to hell so that you will not have to explain to your ancestors when you go to hell in the future."

Li Qingxuan looked a little crazy, with red light flickering in his eyes.

"I will send you down right away, no need to thank me!"

"you wanna die!"

Li Qingyun stepped forward, holding a long knife, and went straight towards Li Qingxuan.

Li Qingxuan snorted coldly, refusing to give in, and confronted him with a long sword in hand.

With just one move, he forced Li Qingyun to retreat. The sword light that was more than a hundred feet long almost sent Li Qingyun to death. If it weren't for the sharp sword in his hand, he would have been crippled if not killed.

"Your skills are so profound!"

Li Qingyun was shocked, and several of his followers explained:

"It is rumored that Li Qingxuan secretly learned the Demon Sect's martial arts, the Heaven Devouring Demon Art, and took the opportunity to devour the warriors' cultivation on the battlefield. Now it seems to be true. Your Majesty, be careful. If we join forces, we will have a better chance of winning."

"it is good!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Li Qingxuan's eyes.

"You are all garbage, no matter how many of you there are, you are still garbage! Let me send you to hell today!"

The two sides fought back and forth, it was very lively. Every time they attacked, the ground cracked, houses collapsed, and countless lives of palace maids and eunuchs were taken.

A bloody battle was going on not only inside the palace, but also outside it.

The warriors from the emperor's lineage and the emperor's lineage had long been dissatisfied with each other, so they took this opportunity to start a bloody battle in the street.

The people hid in their homes, trembling and praying to God to protect them, so that the aftermath of the attacks from those strong men would not hit their houses, otherwise they would not be able to save their houses and their lives.

Zhou Yi sat casually on the cloud, raised the Dao Immortal Gourd and took a sip of the spiritual wine, looking at the entire chaotic capital city below, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

"The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The fight for fame and fortune has turned people into monsters."

Looking back several years ago, when I first met Emperor Jing, he was still a young man full of vigor and vitality, and he was determined to die on the battlefield and serve his country with loyalty.

But now he has turned into a ruthless and unscrupulous villain who will do anything to get the throne.

But these have nothing to do with me. As the wheel of history rolls over them, they will all turn to dust in the end. Only I will be immortal!
When tomorrow morning comes, this Kyoto will still be the same Kyoto.

"Oh, by the way, when the descendants of Daqian are fighting each other like this, doesn't Daqian's national martial saint care?"

Even though the Martial Saint rarely manages worldly affairs, he can't just sit back and watch his descendants slaughter each other, right?
And minding one's own family affairs would not violate the Martial Saint's treaty.

Could it be.
Having said that, all the ancestral tombs of famous people in Kyoto have basically been dug up by himself, except for the royal family's ancestral tomb.

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, then put the Dao Immortal Gourd into his body and instantly disappeared into the clouds. When he appeared again, he had arrived at the Daqian royal forbidden area.

This is the most taboo place in the entire Daqian, and mortals are not allowed to enter lightly. As soon as Zhou Yi arrived, several figures flashed out. Everyone's aura was at the peak of the innate, and they were only a stone's throw away from the main sect.

"Stop, who is it?"

Zhou Yi ignored them, but was a little confused.

"The forbidden area of ​​the Daqian royal family only sent a few people at the peak of the Xiantian level?"

Then he used his mental power to scan it and finally understood.

It turned out that this forbidden area was restricted by someone. With the restriction in place, even if a big clan came, it would be difficult to trouble them, so there was no need to send a big clan to guard it.

"Don't reply? You're looking for death!"

A few people snorted coldly and came to kill.

Zhou Yi put his hands behind his back without moving an inch as several people exploded into blood mist. Then, their essence, blood and cultivation were devoured and refined by Zhou Yi.

During this year or so, he had already merged the Vampire Magic Skill with the Heaven-Devouring Magic Skill. Now, the Heaven-Devouring Magic Skill could not only absorb people's cultivation, but also their essence and blood, making it incredibly powerful.

When he arrived in front of the restriction, he used the Heavenly Demon Seal, but was unable to analyze it. Obviously, the master who set up this restriction was not only very powerful, but also very accomplished in restrictions and formations.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yi is not only strong in mental strength, his power exceeds one hundred and thirty ancient dragon and elephant powers.

With one punch, the extremely destructive force directly blasted a big hole in the restriction.

As soon as the hole appeared, rich and overwhelming spiritual energy swept in.

Zhou Yi's heart was shocked.

"Such a rich spiritual energy. The ancestral land of the Daqian royal family actually has such a rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Isn't this incredible?"

He stepped in and saw that it was a small world of its own.

It is autumn outside now, and depression can be seen everywhere, but here it is a scene of spring with flowers blooming.

Zhou Yi felt that the speed at which he absorbed the martial arts had increased a lot.

He immediately flew towards the source.

Everywhere you go along the way, there are stone sculptures, each of which is lifelike and imposing.

Zhou Yi could see some domineering aura from their brows.

"Are these stone statues of powerful emperors from every dynasty in the history of this world?"

Zhou Yi had learned from some people’s memories before that the current ancestral land of the Daqian royal family was actually the ancestral land of other dynasties in the past. However, Daqian had only a few generations of emperors since its founding, and it was impossible for there to be so many emperors, so it must have belonged to other dynasties.

After arriving, they were shocked to find that at the source was a stone plate engraved with an array formation. Next to the stone plate sat a man in a dragon robe.

His eyebrows were somewhat similar to those of Li Qingyun and Li Qingxuan, and his bones and blood were golden in color, but there was no life left in his body. It was obvious that he had been dead for an unknown period of time.

"Sure enough, just as I thought, this martial saint of Daqian has fallen."

Zhou Yi placed his hands on the other person's body to absorb his memories.

Soon, a long sigh came into my mind, which seemed to be mixed with countless regrets and unwillingness.

[I'm sorry, Grandpa, I think we may still lose! ]

The title of the book was changed to "Immortality: I Can Absorb the Memories of the Dead" because the website said that it might be more suitable for recommendation. The previous title was not suitable for recommendation and was not very popular, so I tried this one.

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