In the dark sea water, a long sword as if it was like a mirror slowly fell.

A young man was clearly reflected in the blade.

At the moment when more than a dozen half-step God King's attacks fell, Ji Qianming escaped into the world in the mirror and threw the mirror knife into the depths of Haiti, avoiding the most core attack, so he was basically not injured.

Fortunately, the half-step God King's spiritual sense swept over and did not find Ji Qianming's body, so he thought that he was bombarded and did not even find out the scum.

The mirror knife slowly sank, pouring into the vortex of space in the deep sea along the sweeping undercurrent, and disappeared into this world.

...

God Realm.

The two realms are the garrison of the forces of Liyang Holy Land.

A disciple of Liyang Holy Land in a fiery red robe sat bored beside him, holding his head to look at the vortex of space above his head, and the sound of water flowing like thunder in his ears, and he yawned a lot.

Since this two-world passage was completely opened two years ago, it has been rushing out of sea water wildly. It is said that the other side of this passage is connected to the barbarian sea. In order to prevent the sea water from becoming a disaster, the God of Chiyang specially left a treasure to collect the flooded sea water, called it the "Swallowing Sky Pot".

This swallowing pot is not ordinary. The space inside is said to be endless and can contain all things, but the only flaw is that it can only collect dead objects, and it is a dead object without spiritual power fluctuations. So although it sounds powerful, it is actually a bit useless, but it is just right to contain sea water.

The sea water rushing out of the passage between the two seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and introduced into a small black teapot, which had been accommodated for two years, but was still not filled.

This treasure is very important. Once it fails, the rushing sea water will flood the nearby arrangements. Therefore, in order to prevent accidents, Li Yang Holy Land specially sent disciples to guard every day and night, and Li Qing is today's guardian disciple.

Li Qing looked at the sky, confirmed the time, slowly stood up from the ground, fumbled under the swallowing pot with his hand, and found a huge basket. It was made of something. It was extremely strong and had a huge capacity. It was full of lively seafood.

Yellow croaker, hairtail, knife fish, cuttlefish, shark... um?!

Li Qing pulled out his flying sword and killed the sharks jumping around. He took a closer look and nodded with satisfaction: "Well... the harvest today is pretty good. Although this barbarian practices not very good, the seafood is so delicious."

The Twuntian Pot does not collect living things. The seafood that is involved in this world is unable to enter the Twuntian Pot with water. It can only be excluded, which can be regarded as a benefit for the disciples of the Twuntian Pot.

Ding Ding.

Just as Li Qing turned around and was about to leave, a light sound came from behind. When he heard the sound, he saw a long sword that was as big as a mirror lying quietly in front of the Tianswallowing Pot.

"Knife? No, the knife should be taken into the Tianshen Pot, wait... Could it be that this knife is actually a magic weapon?!" Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

The Swallowing Pot does not contain anything with spiritual power. Since this knife is rejected by the Swallowing Pot, it is probably a magic weapon!

I found the treasure!

Li Qing stretched out his hand and picked up the mirror knife and sensed it, but his brows frowned slightly, and a little suspicion flashed across his face.

No, why can't I sense the fluctuations of spiritual power?

Could it be the fragments of peerless magic weapons in the storyteller? There is a white-bearded old man waiting for him to inherit his peerless martial arts and then dominate the world?

No matter what, this knife is definitely not an ordinary thing!

A trace of heat flashed in Li Qing's eyes. Because he was not very good at cultivation and was an outer disciple, he could not afford to use something like a storage ring, so he could only secretly put the mirror knife into his storage bag and pretended that nothing happened and returned to his position.

With a nervous and excited mood, Li Qing finally waited for the shift change time. After handing over the work, he went straight back to his house and excitedly took out the mysterious mirror knife.

Well... Should I recognize my master first? It seems that this is true in the storytelling stories.

After hesitating for a while, Li Qing picked up the mirror knife and carefully slashed his fingertips. Straws of blood overflowed and slashed the ground along the edge of the mirror knife.

Li Qing held his breath, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

brush!

Li Qing felt a flash in front of him, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him out of thin air. He was startled and took a few steps back and took a breath.

A figure was holding a mirror knife and staring at him coldly. The pale mask on his face seemed to cry and laugh, and was weird and terrifying.

"You, you..." Li Qing widened his eyes, subconsciously wanted to scream, and then covered his mouth tightly, with an expression of ecstasy in his eyes.

Adventure! It really exists!

Although he is not a white-bearded old man, he looks like a coquettish guy!

"Let me introduce myself first. Which divine emperor are you? Or a visitor from outside the domain? After being seriously injured, you have to cultivate in this divine sword? Wait, I think your appearance is very similar to the Jitianzun who crossed the divine world continent hundreds of years ago..."

Just as Ji Qianming was about to take action to kill him directly, Li Qing suppressed his throat and said in a low voice excitedly.

Ji Qianming was confused. What is this going on? Is this treating himself as a golden finger?

Ji Qianming pondered for a moment, looked at Li Qing's expectant gaze, and slowly spoke: "Are you my master?"

Li Qing:???

What am I yours?

"Ahem..." Ji Qianming coughed twice and said in a hoarse voice: "I... well... I don't remember who I am."

In fact, according to Ji Qianming's original plan, he should kill this unlucky practitioner directly after successfully entering the divine realm. But just now, he suddenly thought of a better way, a way to obtain a large amount of intelligence and perfectly conceal his whereabouts.

Hearing this sentence, Li Qing showed a sudden enlightenment. It turned out to be an old man with amnesia!

"Senior, it doesn't matter if you forget your past. I'm willing to help you get your memories back and reach the top!" Li Qing patted his chest and said boldly, just as he knelt down on the spot and kowtowed to become a disciple.

Ji Qianming's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he spoke in a hint of embarrassment: "Is this... something wrong? After all, I have never known you before, and there is no cause and effect... Alas, let's give up this matter."

As he said that, he raised his head sadly and looked up at the sky outside the window, and at the same time he activated the clown to fool Li Qing's senses.

At this moment, Ji Qianming, in Li Qing's eyes, was filled with the Taoist rhyme of changing worlds. He carried his hands on his back and looked up at the sky. A faint sadness and endless desolation appeared in his eyes, and even his breathing resonated with the heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!