Chapter 1396 Reading Memory

There are three temple groups in Putuo Mountain, two of which are presided over by the two giants of Putuo Mountain.

The last monastery group, named Mount Sumeru, is the residence of the lay disciples and guests of Mount Putuo, with 360,000 houses divided into 720 main halls.

Such a large group of monasteries can be contained in mustard seeds. The so-called Xumi mustard seeds were originally spread from Putuo Mountain.

Shenmeng Tianzun is living in the depths of Mount Sumeru, one of the four great palaces of heavenly kings.

In the huge palace, all the little novices and monks were dismissed, and the palace was replaced by the disciples of Shenmeng Tiangong, all women.

Shenmeng Tianzun, who had just bathed and changed her clothes, was walking in the hall with her bare feet. Every step she took was a ripple like a water wave. Looking closely, her toes didn't touch the ground at all, they were hanging in the air. Yes, the so-called fairy Lingbo is nothing more than that.

"Master, Lin Ming asks to see you!"

A female disciple Shi Shiran in white saluted.

"Lin Ming?" Tianzun Shenmeng thought, and said, "Let him in."

No matter in Shenmeng Tiangong or Mount Sumeru, only women can pass through Shenmeng Tianzun's bedroom, Lin Ming is the only exception.

After getting the pass, Lin Ming walked into the Four Great Heavenly Kings Hall, stepping in the corridor, Lin Ming could feel a strong anger surging up.

He looked around and saw that both the walls and the ground were made of neat dark red stone bricks, with faint marks engraved on the stone bricks. These seals are in Sanskrit in the Buddhist realm.

Sanskrit in the Buddhist world is also a type of Dao talisman, self-contained and incomparably mysterious.

And these stone bricks are not refined by ordinary methods, they are ancient gods, refined and fired with demon blood.

Buddhists take compassion as their heart, but it's not that they don't kill, in fact. Buddhism has a special war Buddha. Among the beliefs, there is also the Shura God who is in charge of life and death. If you can't take refuge in any demonic way, the Buddhists will directly exterminate them.

The stone bricks at Lin Ming's feet and around him. All infiltrated with blood.

These demon blood fired stone bricks. Able to gather and exude murderous and hostile aura. If you are a person with a weak mind, you will have hallucinations when you walk on it, and you will lose your mind. And people with perseverance, walking on it, can experience their own mind,

If you are a Buddhist disciple, you can experience Buddha-nature.

quiet! Tolerate! Zen!

This is a kind of Buddha-nature of Buddhist disciples.

"It's a good Putuo Mountain. Even the corridors you walk on can be used to practice the exercises. If a lonely ghost comes here, he will immediately be blown away by the strong blood. This kind of background is really scary!"

Lin Ming knew for a long time that Mount Putuo had a history of 3.6 billion years and had experienced the last catastrophe, but when he entered the depths of Mount Putuo today, he had a deep understanding of how deep Mount Putuo was.

This kind of floor tile is placed in the Holy Land of the Realm King. Each piece is not said to be a precious treasure, but it is also staggeringly expensive, but Putuo Mountain only uses it to pave the ground, because people spend 3.6 billion years to accumulate Come down and lay down.

Lin Ming walked all the way to Shenmeng Tianzun's bedroom, and bowed respectfully, "Disciple Lin Ming, I have met Senior Shenmeng."

"What's the matter?" Shen Meng looked at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming respectfully said, "This disciple wants to borrow the corpse of the Saint Race Realm King."

Lin Ming directly explained the purpose of his visit. He still trusts Tianzun Shenmeng, and even Lin Ming thought about it. When a decisive battle really broke out, when the time for human life and death, he could use the Rubik's Cube for Tianzun Shenmeng.

Although the Rubik's Cube is precious, the survival of the human race is more important. If the human race is destroyed, only Lin Ming, who is in the period of divine transformation, will also lose the foundation of his foothold.

"Oh?" Shen Meng's heart moved, and she looked at Lin Ming in disbelief. After being silent for a while, she didn't ask anything, she just waved her hand, and the realm king's body flew towards Lin Ming, "Take it! "

Shen Meng Tianzun's decisiveness surprised Lin Ming. The words he had prepared were not used.

"Thank you senior."

Shenmeng Tianzun raised his hand, pointed to a side hall, and said, "Whatever you want to do, just go there to retreat."

After speaking, Tianzun Shenmeng turned around and left, leaving the side hall to Lin Ming.

Entering it, there are perfect formations in it, as if it is a small world, and you don't have to worry about the scene inside being peeped.

"Senior Shenmeng, you really have the demeanor of a leader." In the Rubik's Cube space, Mu Qianxue said, "Everyone will ask you what you want a corpse for. After all, your cultivation base can't detect anything. It's unreasonable to ask for a corpse."

"But Shenmeng didn't ask anything, because she believed in you and knew that it would be useful if you wanted a corpse, and with your cultivation level, you should have done nothing if you wanted the corpse, but you have the confidence to explore something, then you must be It is something beyond your ability and belongs to your secret, so Shenmeng Tianzun simply didn't ask anything, just gave you the corpse, and prepared an independent retreat space for you!"

"That's right." Lin Ming nodded. If he wanted to plunder everything and make it his own, then he could only be a hero, and a person like Shenmeng Tianzun had a mind as broad as the universe. Only in this way could he lead one Race, accommodating all forces that can be united, it is a blessing for the human race to have such a leader.

Lin Ming sincerely admired the Heavenly Venerate God Dream, whether she beheaded her own soul and reincarnated in order to break through the true god, or she was now leading the human race and fighting against the catastrophe, she all needed great courage!

Lin Ming held the saint's corpse in the air with a divine sense, and Mu Qianxue also appeared in the room from the Rubik's Cube. She hovered in front of Lin Ming, her long hair fluttering wildly, and a divine light flashed between her eyebrows.

Actuating the Rubik's Cube, reading the memory of a realm king, and at the same time unlocking the seal of the powerhouse in the memory was not an easy task and required the cooperation of Mu Qianxue.

Lin Ming's connection with the Rubik's Cube is now getting closer and closer. Thinking about it, the day when he will fully activate the Rubik's Cube is not far away.

The emergence of the Son of Creation. It gave Lin Ming a sense of crisis.

The Holy Son of Fortune is the realm of the Holy Monarch, and he has been able to activate the Hongmeng Lingzhu.

And the Holy Emperor of Fortune, using the Hongmeng Lingzhu to the Son of Fortune, is enough to prove the trust of the saints in the Son of Fortune.

It was also the younger generation, the Son of Fortune was far ahead of Lin Ming.

How could Lin Ming admit defeat? If he wants to show his edge in the catastrophe, the first thing he has to do is to completely control the Rubik's Cube!

Taking a deep breath, between Lin Ming's eyebrows, the battle spirit of Hongmeng flew out.

The dark golden primordial battle spirit has now taken on a hint of blue and green, which is far away from the jade soul battle spirit. It's very close.

Under the perfusion of the Hongmeng war spirit. The Rubik's Cube in Lin Ming's body vibrated gently.

Mu Qianxue also had a solemn expression on her face. She used her hands to print a series of seals and flew into Lin Ming's inner world to assist Lin Ming's control. The current Mu Qianxue. The strength grows rapidly. It's hard to guess her strength.

At this moment, a deep black light flashed from Lin Ming's dantian. Lin Ming could clearly feel that the Rubik's Cube in his inner world moved.

The runes on the surface of the Rubik's cube seemed to come alive, and the runes flowed out one after another, floating in the space.

These runes were not infused with any power at all, but when they were flying, they made the void tremble. As long as Lin Ming poured enough power into them, they could easily shatter the space!

"go!"

Lin Ming stretched out his hand, and many runes flew into the corpse of the Saint Race Realm King, submerging into its spiritual sea.

In an instant, Lin Ming felt that his brain was chaotic. Countless mixed memories roared in. Lin Ming's body suddenly shook, and his face paled slightly.

"Lin Ming..." Mu Qianxue was a little worried. With Lin Ming's current strength, even with his own help, it would be quite risky to directly read all the memories of a realm king powerhouse, and accidentally fall into the other party's memory. In the flow, you will lose yourself, and you will not be able to distinguish your own memory from the memory of others.

This memory was completely different from the previous reading of Tian Mingzi. The memory contained in Mingzi's avatar that day was just a small fragment of the soul. Now it is the complete memory of a realm king.

Amid the turbulent memory turbulence, Lin Ming seemed to be experiencing the life of that Saint Race Realm King.

In the chaos, he saw a lot of scenes. These scenes were incomparably lifelike, just like what Lin Ming had personally experienced. For a moment, Lin Ming almost thought he was the real king of the holy clan. His eyes were almost lost.

Mu Qianxue's heart tightened. At this moment, between Lin Ming's eyebrows, the Primordial War Spirit flickered. When Lin Ming was almost sinking, the Primordial War Spirit was like a beacon, pointing the way to Lin Ming.

In an instant, Lin Ming's eyes gradually became clearer.

Mu Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief. In terms of willpower, Lin Ming was indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

Lin Ming silently read his memories, from childhood to adulthood, watching the growth of the Saint Race Realm King step by step.

This was a million times more detailed than the vague information obtained by the Soul Search technique, and it almost made Lin Ming experience the life of a Saint Race Realm King.

This process is quite long and requires a lot of energy and a lot of time. Even if Lin Ming is strong-willed and has practiced the Law of Divine Dreams, his lips are pale and his face is like golden paper.

Mu Qianxue silently put her hand on Lin Ming's back, supporting Lin Ming's consumption.

"I found it, it's here."

Lin Ming discovered many of the memories of the Saint Race Realm King that had been sealed up. He shouted loudly, and the battle spirit of Hongmeng was activated to the extreme. The many sigils of the Rubik's Cube blasted away together, only to hear a loud bang.

Lin Ming's body suddenly trembled, and blood flowed from his nostrils.

The corpse of the Saint Race Realm King was suddenly bounced off. Lin Ming knelt down on one knee, breathing heavily.

"How is it?" Mu Qianxue asked impatiently.

"I found it! I know a lot of information about the saints, and I know what the saints are afraid of!"

"Before the God Clan's sighing wall was broken, the sighing wall between the Holy Clan and the Soul Clan had already collapsed in advance. Now the Holy Clan is in the same situation as the Soul Clan, and war may start at any time. The true God of the Holy Clan is strong. , has been restrained, Tianzun does not dare to sacrifice at will. In addition, the current situation of the saints is far more complicated than we think."

(Chapter 2 is a bit late because of the daytime interviews and various photo shoots.)

...(To be continued..)