Taiqing has always boasted that it has rich experience in the world, having experienced countless life and death battles and encountered countless powerful enemies.
He originally thought that even if someone could defeat him in this world, there would be no opponent that would make him feel afraid.
But when he saw Lin Xing's cold gaze in front of him, he still felt a chill to his bones.
It was hard for him to imagine what kind of experiences he had to go through to create such eyes that were devoid of any human emotion.
At this moment, Tai Qing understood that the other party must have been affected by the revived memory.
"A large amount of memories are revived in an instant, and people's thinking will stagnate for a moment, and then slowly recover."
"The period when the memory has just recovered has the greatest impact on consciousness and the mind. It is like the moment when a person wakes up from a big dream and his mood is still stuck in the dream."
"Next, as time goes by, especially when people are in constant contact with reality and communicate with each other, the impact of the recovered memory will gradually decrease, and finally it will gradually merge with the original memory in the sea of consciousness to reach a new balance. At that time
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Taiqing thought to himself: "Human mind, consciousness, and personality will be completely different from the past."
In Taiqing's perception, the whole process was like detonating a big bomb in the human brain.
At first, the smoke and dust from the bomb filled my mind, which seemed to have a huge impact.
But as time went by, the smoke gradually scattered on the earth, mixed with the original soil, and eventually formed new terrain together.
Thoughts flowed extremely fast. Although many things flashed through Taiqing's mind at this moment, in reality it was still only a moment.
He immediately said: "Something went wrong. I only brought out one of the two memories, and the other should have revived in his sea of consciousness."
Xingxiao said calmly: "That's right."
Before Taiqing could understand what the other party meant, there was a sudden bang in front of his eyes.
I saw that the talisman originally attached to Lin Xing's forehead had exploded.
Then under Taiqing's solemn gaze, the opponent's body suddenly shook, and his muscles seemed to expand in an instant.
The next moment, Taiqing felt that his vision went dark, and his face was actually covered by a hand, pinching it gently.
Taiqing was shocked: "When..."
Immediately afterwards, he felt a force like a landslide coming from the opponent's palm, which seemed to crush his head to pieces.
From the beginning to the end of the whole process, Taiqing did not hear any sound from the other party, did not sense the slightest murderous intention, and even the other party did not even look at him.
That feeling...if I had to describe it too clearly, it would be like a person kicking a stone away on the roadside.
There is no dialogue, no communication, not even murderous intent.
The other party just wanted to kill, and then he killed him.
It's as if you are doing something as ordinary as breathing.
But just when Taiqing felt that his head was going to be crushed in an instant, the other party's movements suddenly stopped.
Then a force pulled Taiqing to fly backwards, and he felt that he had escaped from the barrier of life and death.
Lin Xing, who had almost killed him just now, looked covered in blood at the moment and was looking at his hands and feet with a puzzled look on his face.
At the same time, Xingxiao's voice came from Taiqing's ear: "I remember that after the infusion of massive memories, the biggest impact was at the beginning, right? At this time, he should be completely dominated by the memory that was just instilled."
Taiqing cursed: "What the hell is this?"
Taiqing thought that he was already a murderer. He had destroyed many families and left no corpses intact. However, the other party's disregard for life and habit of killing still made him feel frightened.
Especially the elusive palm just now contains the miraculous martial arts subtlety.
Xingxiao said casually: "According to you, he is the freest person in the world."
When Taiqing heard this, his heart sank. Thinking of the information that Great Light Buddha and Xingxiao had just said, a portrait of the other party was gradually pieced together in his mind.
A monster who started killing people and being killed at the age of five, and finally even killed the Great Guangming Temple and seriously injured the Great Guangming Buddha.
But now the other party's memory has been re-unblocked, and he is about to return to this world again.
Xingxiao on the side seemed to be carefully observing Lin Xing's every move at this moment.
Seeing Lin Xing looking at his body curiously, Xingxiao continued: "Different inheritance paths cannot be practiced at the same time. Although he has recovered his memory, it is impossible to recover the martial arts he practiced in the past. At most, he can only reach the current level.
The limit that the swordsman inheritance can accommodate."
"That moment just now was just a subconscious attack on you. As a result, he was too lucky and injured his own body."
"But he should be able to adapt quickly..."
Just when Xingxiao said this, with the strong wind howling, figures one after another rushed towards Lin Xing's position.
After the old men and women controlled by Taiqing intervened in the battle between Lin Xing and the Great Light Buddha, most of them were killed or injured without knowing it.
At the moment when Taiqing was attacked and Lin Xing suddenly stopped, the remaining twenty or so old men launched an offensive together.
Then... Taiqing saw the opponent's figure swaying casually a few times, and actually dodged the old people's attacks.
But as the old men fought in close quarters, the other party soon fell into a disadvantage.
"No matter how exquisite the martial arts is, it is impossible to push forward without sufficient physical strength..."
Just when Taiqing thought that the opponent was about to be captured by the old people, he saw the dust around the opponent gradually rising, and wisps of sword intent rising from it.
Roads of sand turned into flying swords and penetrated an old man's chest directly.
Amidst the chuckles, the other party seemed to have discovered some interesting toy, using the flying sword to strangle the old people.
Under the command of the other party, the flying swords with explosive thunder sounds were held in the hands of peerless swordsmen, and they performed all kinds of wonderful sword moves, killing five old people in the blink of an eye.
These masters controlled by Taiqing were almost defeated after encountering the opponent's flying sword offensive.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Just like a child playing with bugs, the other party either chopped off the old man's hands and feet, chopped off his head and swapped places, or cut open his stomach and burst out blood all over the floor...
Watching this scene, Taiqing's heart sank slightly: "Has the new consciousness adapted to the original swordsman's abilities?"
After this thought flashed through Taiqing's mind, he found that the other party's eyes had glanced at his location again at some point.
"Can he see through our position?" Taiqing immediately became nervous and asked, "What are your plans? Why don't you take action soon?"
Xingxiao said calmly: "Don't worry, I specially hired someone to deal with him. What you have to do now is another thing..."
At this moment, a shout was heard from outside the venue. Taiqing turned around and saw that the person speaking was none other than Yun Hezi of the Taihe Sect, who was wearing a black and white robe.
"Devil!"
Waves of white arrogance were seen constantly erupting from Yun Hezi's body, causing his whole body to exude a real sense of coercion.
"do you remember me?"
Lin Xing looked at Yun Hezi and tilted his head, his eyes seemed to be filled with confusion.
Yun Hezi stared at Lin Xing with murderous intent and said word by word: "Ten years ago, you cut my master into pieces, and I hid aside."
As the arrogance continued to surge, the ground under Yunhezi's feet continued to shatter inch by inch, causing countless stones and broken rocks to fly into the air.
"I have practiced hard day and night for the past ten years, so that one day I will meet you again and I will no longer be afraid to hide."
"Today, your opponent is me."
The next moment, Taiqing saw Yun Hezi, who was wrapped in strong arrogance, and rushed towards him like a shooting star.
With the tap of Lin Xing's fingertips, countless sands gathered into flying swords, washing towards Yunhezi like a waterfall.
Amidst the crackling explosion, Yunhezi was seen rushing through the rain of swords and rushing towards Lin Xing.
Watching this scene, Taiqing nodded secretly in his heart: "Innate Qi, Yunhezi is indeed the third inheritance, so this battle should not be a big problem."
While the two were fighting fiercely, the Great Light Buddha came to Taiqing's side without knowing it.
Xingxiao said: "Taiqing, give the memory just obtained in your head to the Great Light Buddha."
So Taiqing stretched out his hand and pressed on the opponent's chest. The memory he had just brought out from the depths of Lin Xing's sea of consciousness had been poured into the body of the Great Light Buddha without reservation.
While Taiqing was doing this, he noticed that the fighting on the other side was becoming more and more intense.
At first, surrounded by 113 flying swords, Yun Hezi's body continuously erupted with invisible energy, knocking away all the flying swords attacking him.
Even with the power of Lin Xing's flying sword, he was unable to break through Yun Hezi's innate aura.
Yun Hezi said coldly: "Is this all you have?"
But the other party was not interested in what Yun Hezi said.
Not only Yunhezi, Taiqing felt that the other party didn't seem to have much interest in anyone, and he didn't even have any intention of communicating at all. It was as if everyone in front of him was no different from rocks on the ground or ants on the tree.
The other party is just doing something that interests them.
Compared to Yun Hezi, the other party seems to be more interested in his current abilities and the application of sword control.
In the blink of an eye, those flying swords transformed from the sand disappeared, replaced by some bloody things.
The corpses that had just been torn apart and fell to the ground seemed to have come to life.
All kinds of calves, fingers, heads, and even blood flew up with sword intent, violently reassembled and spliced together like tattered dolls.
The corpses that were forcibly put together stood guard beside Lin Xing. Under the influence of the sword, they all opened their mouths and let out a roar like the sound of a sword.
Immediately afterwards, the flying swords made of sand and stones in the earth rose up and fell into the hands of these corpses.
Watching this scene, Taiqing felt as if the entire battlefield was suddenly pulled into the underworld. The sword control technique could be used like this in the opponent's hands.