The surroundings were calm, as if nothing happened.
The only difference is that a corpse fell from a height.
"I haven't used this trick for a long time. I used one-fifth of the Qi."
Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets, floating high up and talking to himself.
The Qi injected into the clone this time was one-fifth of his.
After that, you can find a few more perfect ninth levels and try one-sixth, or less.
He needs to find a critical point, try to compress his energy to the minimum, and still cause fatal damage to the perfect ninth level.
Feng Lin didn't use this trick before because he faced masters who far surpassed him.
If you consume this much at one time, you will lose the Qi consumed by the divine counterattack dozens of times.
Facing masters who are much stronger than you, it is even more important to save your life.
But as the strength increases and Qi Jin increases, this move can be used.
He fell from a high place, took off the man's space ring, and destroyed the body.
"I'm so surprised. What kind of monster are you?"
Behind Feng Lin, Qin Hong came over in disbelief.
"Senior surprised me even more."
Feng Lin broke out in a cold sweat.
Especially in the dark night, a voice suddenly came from behind. The key was that I didn't know when he appeared.
It seems that when it comes to the realm of sublimation, my sixth level is still far behind.
You have to wait until at least the seventh level of Dacheng, or even the eighth level.
"Go back, let's talk."
Qin Hong showed a smile and took the initiative to fly back to his palace.
Feng Lin hesitated for a moment and chose to follow.
…
The two returned to the palace again.
Qin Hong sat on a chair, holding his chin with one hand, and looked at Feng Lin, "Just six levels ago, he killed a perfect ninth level. I have never heard of such a thing."
"Haha, it's normal that seniors have never heard of it, because that's all you have in your memory."
Feng Lin smiled bitterly.
"Are you laughing at me, my memory only lasts nine days?"
Qin Hong asked with a smile.
Feng Lin's eyes suddenly widened, "You...you know about this?"
"Can I trust you?"
Qin Hong asked rhetorically.
"I'm not sure who you are, senior. If you are a bad person, I will expose you. If you are a good person, then I will be very strict."
Feng Lin spread his hands with a calm expression.
"Haha, it seems that you are a decent person, then I will tell you my secret."
Qin Hong stood up and walked deeper into the palace.
Feng Lin followed Qin Hong to his bedroom.
The bedroom is very simple, with only a round stone bed and nothing else.
Qin Hong raised his hand, the surrounding air vibrated, and the stone bed levitated.
Feng Lin took a closer look and saw that the center of the stone bed was hollow, with a dead skeleton underneath.
"Space ring?"
Feng Lin found that the skeletal fingers underneath were covered with space rings.
Some have two or three fingers, nearly twenty.
"Yes, this is my secret."
Qin Hong put the stone bed on the other side, walked over, squatted next to the skeleton, and took off a few space rings.
He first took out a piece of iron from a space ring and handed it to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin took a look and saw that it was densely packed with small characters.
He roughly scanned it and was shocked.
It says that this world reincarnates in nine days. After nine days, the memory will disappear and everything will start again.
It was also specially recorded that this was written by Qin Hong himself, as evidenced by his handwriting.
"If you tell other people in the mural that the world reincarnates in nine days, they will think you are crazy."
Qin Hong said with a smile, "Even if they investigate, they can't find anything in just nine days. After nine days, everything will return to the original point, and the memory of their investigation will also disappear."
"So, senior will record the things in his memory in advance?"
Feng Lin asked in shock.
No wonder Cen Caixuan said that this was the only person she couldn't see through.
"That's right, that iron piece was my original record. I wrote a sentence specifically and looked at the handwriting, which made me believe that the words on the iron piece were written by me."
Qin Hong smiled and took out the account book made of paper, "Then I started to use paper to record."
"wrong!"
Feng Lin suddenly frowned, "I heard that everything here will disappear after nine days of reincarnation. How did you save it?"
"Haha! You asked about the key point. Everything about us will be reset, but you who are not part of the mural will not be reset."
Qin Hong pointed to the space ring, "From the space ring to the paper, they are all things from the outside world."
"I see."
Feng Lin nodded secretly.
"I hid the space ring at first, but after reincarnation, I couldn't find it at all. Later, I made a friend from the outside world. After every reincarnation, he gave me the space ring."
Qin Hong said with a smile, "After my test, not only living people, but also corpses from the outside world will not be reset."
"So, you found this skeleton?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"Yes, no matter how the world reincarnates, this external corpse will always appear here, so I put the space ring on the corpse."
Qin Hong took out another mobile phone and said, "As technology becomes more and more developed, I can directly see my videos from the mobile phone."
"Good guy, senior is not a simple person."
Feng Lin was shocked, this was too wise.
"I'll give you a space ring to look at."
Qin Hong threw one to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was blinded after taking a look at it. It was filled with papers.
He took out a piece of paper at random, with a portrait of a man on it and the man's name, personality, etc. written underneath.
This information is enough to fill a space ring.
Feng Lin really admired him. This Qin Hong was simply amazing.
Recording so much information is just to see through this world of murals.
If he were still alive at this moment, would he study the so-called way of heaven and find a way to see through the real world?
"As I kept watching these materials repeatedly, until one day, I found that reincarnation had less effect on me."
Qin Hong smiled and said, "I can remember important things, and even reincarnation cannot erase them."
"Senior, why did you tell me?"
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"If nothing else, I will remember you as a person. The sixth level killed the perfect ninth level without any damage. It really scared me."
Qin Hong sighed, "I'm very empty. I want to be friends with anyone who can make me remember them."
"Senior, compared to Si Weijun in the Black Tower, I trust you more."
Feng Lin said in a deep voice, "The people who built this mural are from the Jiuyou tribe."
He always felt that there was something wrong with Si Weijun, perhaps because of preconceptions.
"Nine Nether Clan?"
Qin Hong frowned, then slapped his head hard, "Oh, I can't believe it! I can't remember it!"
"If nothing else, the senior should be dead. He is currently surviving in the form of a formation."
Feng Lin explained, "It was the masters of the Jiuyou clan who built this mural."
