Qin Wentian returned to his residence and began to practice. At this time, his overall condition was not very good.

In the dream, Qin Wentian was under a starry sky. Above him, patterns were spinning and intertwining crazily, and then they converged into a starry fist shadow that filled the sky, falling from the sky, but it had no power.

Because here is Qin Wentian

Dream.

It simply can't last that long.

Qin Wentian simulated the scene in his dream at this time, and his heart was still surging. From the first floor to the fifth floor of the Tianhe Palace, he felt that the gorgeous lines turned into a whirlpool black hole, and turned into a terrifying fist light pressing down, but

When he stepped onto the sixth floor, he already felt that it was not the light of a fist, but the fist of stars falling down, destroying the world.

Every fist shadow was like a star. The grand scene of thousands of stars crashing down was deeply shocking, especially when the attack landed in his mind, thousands of stars gathered together, and it was no longer possible.

When it came to a single star, he could only see the stream of stars, and then he was shaken to the point of trembling all over.

"It's so gorgeous." Qin Wentian looked up at the night sky in his dream, completely sinking into it.

After a long time, the star energy in Qin Wentian's body seemed to be roaring, and then he saw the star hammer appear in his hand, and suddenly it fell towards the ground. He smashed out a pair of divine patterns. This divine pattern

Just like a night sky, overlapping night skies, the overlapping night skies seem to be flowing slowly, downwards in rounds.

"If this divine pattern is carved into a divine weapon, there will be a huge increase. Perhaps, a third-level mid-grade or even a third-grade high-grade divine weapon can be carved." Qin Wentian took a deep breath, feeling quite deep in his heart.

Excited, he immediately made a pen and paper and began to draw, drawing under the stars.

After a long time and many carvings, he finally carved the second painting in his life.

There was still a vague figure holding Fang Tian's painted halberd in one hand. This blow was as steady as a mountain. The moment Fang Tian's painted halberd was thrust out, a terrifying vortex seemed to appear. At the tip of the halberd, there seemed to be stars, turning into brilliant arcs.

The line rushes towards the vortex in front, giving people the illusion of swallowing everything.

"This is the second form of the Great Dream Halberd, the Meteor Form." Qin Wentian murmured and named this halberd.

Nowadays, he has created two styles of the Great Dream Halberd Technique, the first is to open a mountain, and the second is to fall into a star.

The second move will require him to condense the energy of the stars, but for him who can condense the divine energy, this will not be a big problem.

Standing up, Qin Wentian began to practice the second form of Meteor in his dream. It was one thing to be able to imagine and depict it, but to use it in battle, the requirements were much higher and it was by no means that easy.

Meteor naturally came from understanding the star fall of Tianhe Palace, but it was impossible for him to create a whirlpool star fall composed of five and six levels. He could only carve out a three-level shock amplitude, but even so, the three-level shock was enough to make

His attack power has increased a lot. Once this attack is understood, it will be the strongest attack after the Mountain Opening Style, and it will definitely be much more terrifying than the Mountain Opening Style.

Qin Wentian practiced crazily, but still felt that there was not enough time. After all, even if the little bastard was very fast, it still took a long time to get to Chuwangtai. This was also the reason why there were not many people in Emperor Star Academy, because the distance was too long.

It's far away, and it would take a lot of time to get back and forth without a monster mount.

In the end, Qin Wentian still failed to perfect the meteorite practice and hurriedly used meteorites to replenish the star energy in his body, which made him lament that time passed too fast.

When the star energy in his body was filled with vastness again, Qin Wentian's consciousness floated into his mind, and he saw the star villain again.

This is the stone left to him by the dead ghost father. He once saw many incredible things in it. He also obtained such heaven-defying skills as the Alchemy of Gods, although it was not a supernatural attack.

, but Qin Wentian did not dare to estimate the value of the God Refining Illustration. Once leaked, it would definitely cause turmoil in the entire Chu State.

"The decisive battle is coming, I hope I can have some good luck." Qin Wentian whispered in his heart. Feeling Sikong Mingyue's killing intent and the opponent's strong strength, Qin Wentian felt a lot of pressure. His strength seemed not enough.

To seize the first seat at the King's Landing Banquet, especially since he has not yet fully mastered the Falling Star Style, he hopes to try his luck among the Star Villains.

His consciousness drifted into it, and Qin Wentian once again felt that he was in a vast galaxy with many star fragments in it.

Qin Wentian soared among them, and the energy of the stars on the meteorite he held in his palm turned into a terrifying stream of light, flowing crazily towards the inner space of the star villain, and then disappeared into several stars locked by Qin Wentian's consciousness.

In "Fragments", he did not hesitate to spend a lot of meteorites to try to find a way to improve his combat effectiveness.

Memories from the fragments poured into Qin Wentian's consciousness. Qin Wentian lit up ten star fragments in succession, and then withdrew from his consciousness. He opened his eyes and saw that the ground was no longer full of star energy.

The flowing meteorites made him feel his heart twitching slightly.

Such a huge price, if the Shenbing Pavilion hadn't given him a large number of meteorites to support his practice, he wouldn't have been able to get it, but he still only broke the memory in ten star fragments.

Qin Wentian had no time to feel sorry for these wasted meteorites, so he closed his eyes and began to digest those memories, hoping to find useful memories.

The first memory, when he saw the picture in his memory, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble slightly.

He saw many strong men fighting madly between heaven and earth. Those strong men were terrifying existences, and he could not even come into contact with them now.

The reason why Qin Wentian was trembling was because he saw a person.

Hei Bo!

In the picture, Uncle Hei's hands and feet are intact, and his black hair is shawl. He actually looks a bit handsome, and Qin Wentian almost didn't recognize it.

Next to Uncle Hei, stood a middle-aged man. This middle-aged Qin Wentian had once seen the extremely powerful man of the Qintian Divine Sect. He stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly between heaven and earth. Hei Bo stood there.

Beside him, it seems, are just his subordinates.

This scene was very brief. When Qin Wentian exited his memory, his eyes were red and his fists were clenched, as if he was in great pain.

Seeing Uncle Hei's once high-spirited and handsome appearance, he could not imagine that he was the 'crippled' old man in his impression, who had crippled Uncle Hei, and what kind of battles he had gone through.

And who is that middle-aged man? Why is he always there?

Taking a deep breath, Qin Wentian continued to digest those memories. Then he saw many pictures, but he discovered a pattern. In every picture, there was the presence of the middle-aged man.

This gave Qin Wentian a bold imagination. Could it be that the star fragments in the Star Villain are just middle-aged memory fragments, carrying his memories?

Then, wouldn't his memory be completely shattered and turned into billions of fragments?

As for the identity of the middle-aged man, could it be that he is his dead ghost father?

Thinking of this, Qin Wentian felt huge waves in his heart. According to Uncle Hei, the strange stone was the only thing left to him by the dead ghost father, and then it turned into the Little Star. If it was like the Little Star, it was just as he guessed.

A person carries the memories of a middle-aged person throughout his life, so it is really possible that the middle-aged person is his biological father!

This seems to make it understandable why Uncle Hei has been silently guarding him, because Uncle Hei is a friend or subordinate of the dead ghost father, and it is most likely the kind of relationship where he can die for each other, otherwise he would not be disabled.

I have been taking care of him since then and watched him grow up.

At this time, Qin Wentian seemed to have forgotten his original purpose and was immersed in the imagination of his own life experience, leaving only the last memory picture.

There is a young man in this last memory picture. The young man is surrounded by towering halls. However, the stubbornness on his face seems to be incompatible with the majestic environment. He is sitting cross-legged with a stubborn look in his eyes.

, and then he saw starlight flowing on his fingers, suddenly piercing into his body. At the same time, he uttered magic formulas, and there seemed to be a voice floating into Qin Wentian's head.

Suddenly, the young man's whole body turned red. In his body and blood, there seemed to be bloodline shackles looming. As his fingers penetrated into the body, the magic formula flowed, and the layers of shackles continued to break, and the young man

The figure was drowned by the blood and screamed in pain.

Qin Wentian's heart was shaken again. After coming out of his memory, his heart was fluctuating violently.

The Twelve Chain Life-Resolving Acupuncture Technique was originally born from this.

Moreover, this set of acupuncture techniques should be deliberately created for oneself.

In my memory, the young man's technique was almost the same as this set of acupuncture techniques. However, with the young man's technique, the bloodline shackles were completely destroyed and destroyed. However, the twelve consecutive life-relieving acupuncture techniques could only temporarily release the bloodline seal.

"Uncle Hei was afraid that I wouldn't be able to bear it, so he created a set of buffering stitches to prevent me from being unable to withstand the explosion and dying after I was released from the shackles."

Qin Wentian sighed inwardly, Nian's bloodline was exactly the same as his own, it seemed that his guess was correct, that young man was in his middle age.

"There should be nothing wrong. Did the dead ghost dad leave his life's memories to me? So, the dead ghost dad is really dead?" Qin Wentian sighed and looked at the starry sky. The stars in the sky were bright.

And dazzling.

Why can't he do the things that the dead ghost dad dared to do when he was young?

He, Qin Wentian, was not abandoned, and his father was most likely a great person.

Then, he can't let the dead ghost father down.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, and the starlight shone on his fingers, and then suddenly it clicked on himself. The key to the twelve-link life-relieving acupuncture technique was applied with his fingers. It would not be any difficult for him. At the same time,

, the blood in his body also started to circulate along with the magic formula.
Chapter completed!