Chapter 40: Dreaming of Ancient Times, the Secret of Life Experience

"Two hundred thousand catties? My friend, I am willing to pay three hundred thousand catties!"

"Four hundred thousand jin!"

“Five hundred thousand jin! I, Zhao Cai, am willing to offer five hundred thousand jin as a gift for my brother!” Zhao Cai, who was originally selecting stones with several people from the Purple Mansion Holy Land, was also attracted and asked.

Hearing Zhao Cai's voice, the cultivators around him looked at Zi Tianqi with gloating eyes.

As long as this is not a divine city and the other party is not a disciple from one of the major holy places, Zhao Cai will have nothing to fear!

And he was talking about giving a gift to his brother.

Zhao Cai’s elder brother is none other than Zhao Fa, the current Saint of the Yin-Yang Sect!
Even though he has not yet entered the Four Poles Secret Realm, he has many methods and has already been able to defeat several Four Poles monks!

"Tianqi, are you okay? Does this white Qilin have anything to do with you?" Finally, Yao Xi transmitted the message to Zi Tianqi.

Among the people present, she was the only one who knew that Zi Tianqi’s true form was a Qilin!
Although Qilin is rare.

But it really exists!

Moreover, the mount of Cang Tian Ba ​​Ti is a real purple unicorn!
The Purple Qilin must have been passed down from the ancient Qilin clan.

There are countless strange and bizarre races in ancient times.

The Eastern Wasteland is vast and rich in resources, with countless pure-blooded creatures!

"It's okay, let's go!"

Zi Tianqi transmitted a message to Yao Xi. He was in a low mood at the moment. This white Qilin from the ancient era of immortals must have a special relationship with his original body.

He wanted to find an inn and study the unicorn horn carefully to see if he could discover anything!
Yao Xi nodded, and the two walked side by side towards the stone archway.

He ignored everyone's requests to buy!

"hiss"

A young monk here took a breath of cold air.

There are actually people here who don't give face to Zhao Cai. You should know that Zhao Fa, the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect, is extremely protective of his younger brother and loves him very much.

"Have you ever seen this man and woman?"

Zhao Cai's face turned pale. Among the younger generation of the Northern Territory, who would dare not give him face unless they were the saints and saintesses of the major holy places?
Especially since there were several disciples from the Zifu Holy Land beside him!

When Zhao Cai's almost cold voice came out.

The female cultivator who had just sold the stone trembled all over, shook the bun in front of her, and said tremblingly: "He said his name is Zi Tianqi"

After saying this, the female cultivator lowered her head hurriedly.

The monks who live at the lower level have always kept their distance from the disciples of the big sects!
"Zi Tianqi, very good, very good!"

When the monks from the Purple Mansion Holy Land around Zhao Cai saw this, they understood something instantly.

People are coming and going on the street.

There are monks and there are mortals.

After asking around, Zi Tianqi found out that this place was called Pingyan City!
It is a huge city in the Northern Territory.

Subsequently.

Zi Tianqi spent two taels of source in a palace and chose two guest rooms.

Different concentrations of spiritual energy have different prices.

Many monks would choose properties in large religions or holy places.

Yao Xi knew that Zi Tianqi would study the Qilin horn, so she didn't say anything. After all, she could see that Zi Tianqi was in a low mood.

Otherwise, according to his personality, he would just amuse himself and book a guest room!
After entering the room.

Zi Tianqi waved his hand to isolate the room.

Take out the divine source.

"Swish"

The Divine Source emitted a radiance, but quickly disappeared. During the ten years that Zi Tianqi had been sealed, he had become accustomed to the Divine Source.

Although this piece of divine source is worth one hundred thousand jin of source.

But what is sealed inside is what he really cares about.

"Keng"

When Zi Tianqi's fingers cut off the divine source blocks one by one, even though he adjusted his state, he subconsciously did not identify with this body.

But my fingers still kept shaking.

finally.

This divine source was unlocked by Zi Tianqi.

He didn't care even if it wasted a lot of his life energy.

"Swish"

The white Qilin horn exudes an extremely strong aura of oppression. A broken horn is far more dangerous than the aura brought by Taoist Crow.

But after this pressure touched Zi Tianqi, it became soft, and the broken white unicorn horn floated up and down!

suddenly.

Buzz.
It directly turned into a beam of white light and shot towards Zi Tianqi's eyebrows!

"buzz"

immediately.

A vast, desolate and depressing scene appeared in Zi Tianqi's mind!

He understood it immediately.

This is the battlefield.

Dreaming back to ancient times. A battlefield full of passion and excitement.

It was an extremely tragic battlefield, with the sky broken and filled with broken walls and ruins!

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood!
The battle flag is flying.

The void is all blood red!
In the distance, a white unicorn roared towards the sky, its white scales covered with blood.

Its opponent is too powerful!

The white unicorn's body was broken into pieces and then reassembled.

It's crying out in despair.

But he still fights.

suddenly.

The scene changes.

A golden unicorn appeared on the battlefield.

"elder brother."

The golden Qilin exudes golden blood mist all over its body. It is sacrificing itself, sacrificing blood, sacrificing soul, sacrificing everything.

"Roar…"

The dazed white unicorn's broken body reassembled itself again after he saw a golden unicorn appear.

I have already made up my mind to die.

He suddenly gained a force that rekindled his fighting spirit.

"Xiao Jin, stop now!" Bai Qilin, who had regained consciousness, saw this and shouted hurriedly!

An old friend has died and there is nothing I can do.

After a few breaths, the vigorous Golden Qilin suddenly became listless, and its aura dropped to the bottom.

At the same time, the golden unicorn's figure was disappearing rapidly.

At this time.

The white unicorn, who had just recovered from his shock, had his flesh and blood burning, and his soul was shattered.

It grabbed the golden unicorn fiercely.

Just pick up a piece of divine matter and wrap it up.

The listless golden unicorn suddenly stopped, and then it felt itself enveloped by a mysterious force.

"Xiao Jin, you must stay strong and live on."

The White Qilin once again fought against a powerful opponent.

"Crack..."

The two horns on the white unicorn's head were broken, and the white unicorn's body was in tatters.

"elder brother…"

The golden unicorn's desperate cry was useless even if it sacrificed itself, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Most of the Qilin's origin was sacrificed.

And was enveloped by a mysterious power.

soon.

It fell into a coma.

In his last look before leaving, he saw the golden crown on his brother's ankle, which did not belong to Sister Jade Rabbit.

Then the divine substance wrapped the golden unicorn and entered the huge crack in the void.

The pictures are everywhere.

Stop it abruptly!

now.

Zi Tianqi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and whispered, "So that's it!"

At this moment, he finally understood his origins as a Qilin, and also understood why his cultivation was so weak.

In the scene just now, he could feel that the Golden Qilin’s cultivation level was at least above that of a saint.

Although he was from Blue Star, he no longer used the name of Blue Star after entering the Zhutian Universe.

Moreover, the name Zi Tianqi was given by the purple unicorn on the Tyrant Ancestor Star.

A very random name.

Xiao Jin!

White Qilin is the golden Qilin's brother!

Died in the battle with the strange clan.

The previous Zi Tianqi didn’t understand why in his broken memory, he was the biological son of the Ten Evil Qilins.

But it has no strength.

It turns out that this golden Qilin had sacrificed its cultivation, blood, soul, and Qilin origin to the white Qilin countless epochs ago.

Even at the last moment, the White Qilin intercepted a part of the flow so that the Golden Qilin could survive!
But after being sealed for such a long time, perhaps the Golden Kylin's soul has long disappeared, and its power has also disappeared.

Therefore, all nine attributes fell into a deep sleep.

There is no cultivation at all.

Only when one's soul enters this body can one survive.

(End of this chapter)