Peerless God of Cultivation

209 Realm Of Cultivators

Xiao Xumi’s Guiyuan sword array was filled with phantoms, which cut off sound and sight. Even if Ouyang Yinghong, who was in the array, woke up, it was impossible to hear the conversation between Chen Han and those two.

A ball of liquid exuding extremely pure and rich energy fluctuations appeared out of nowhere in Chen Han’s hands, along with two high-grade spirit weapon flying swords.

Although he entrusted Xiaodao with the Forbidden Immortal Zhenlong Pagoda, he still took a lot of storage rings from it, which contained a lot of treasures for emergencies.

There were countless high-grade spiritual weapons in the treasures, but it was a pity that magic weapons of this level could not be controlled without the cultivation base of the out-of-body period, and there was no one around the empty treasures who could use them.

The realm of cultivators was divided into nine ranks, and magic weapons were also divided into eight ranks based on treasures and spirit weapons. In addition to the legendary fairy weapons, top-grade spirit weapons were the ultimate magic weapons next to top-grade spirit weapons.

Even those old antiques that came down from the top of Kunlun don’t have too many high-grade spiritual weapons, at least it was impossible for non-direct subordinates in the out-of-body period to have them.

If the temptation of a high-grade spiritual weapon was not enough to make the two of them choose to betray, then the meaning of the dark blue liquid ball was completely different.

“This is... the essence of the earth’s spiritual pulse!”

“How do you have such a peerless treasure?”

.....

The two masters in the middle stage of leaving the body showed horror. This kind of rare treasure that could fundamentally change the aptitude of a cultivator was much stronger than any kind of panacea. Even those super powerful bosses could’t find nails. The cover was a bit bigger, but in front of my eyes was a ball the size of a fist.
As a result, it was obvious that the two masters chose to submit when their strength was at an absolute disadvantage and there was such a temptation of such a treasure.

Of course, another reason for making this choice was that the blood oath they made was not a slave contract, but a brotherhood with Chen Han, who would follow forever and never betray.

Chen Han himself was very clear that it was impossible to let the two out-of-body masters recognize him as the master, even if he uses the best spiritual weapon as a bargaining chip, the vow of eternal life to follow was already the best result.

Carrying the extremely precious essence of the earth’s psychic veins and top-grade spiritual weapons, two out-of-body masters raised the unconscious Ouyang Yinghong and stepped out of the void, disappearing from everyone’s sight in a blink of an eye.

They would meet the experts of the Ouyang family rushing to help them on the way, and at the same time they would fabricate a perfect lie. Even Ouyang Yinghong would follow the ‘lie’. Who let his memory be tampered with?

At the same time, all the people who witnessed the battle with their own eyes were locked by the spiritual consciousness of these Nascent Soul stage masters, and their relevant memories were erased one by one. It’s not clear who was fighting whom.

According to the memory that Ouyang Yinghong forcibly tampered with, he came to Tianhua No. 1 Middle School to cause trouble for Chen Han. Who knew that a few people with stronger cultivation appeared on the way, and the masters around him sacrificed two people to let him escape.

As for who the talented and strong man came out halfway, with Ouyang Yinghong’s knowledge, he naturally didn’t know, the rest was left to the two out-of-body masters to talk nonsense.

“Chen Han...”

Just when the ghost hand was about to erase Zhou Mengmeng’s memory, her pale face flushed slightly, and she whispered, “Can you give me a hug?”

Chen Han was stunned and didn’t react for a while, but Huangfu Ziyan pushed him, and instead of the usual jealousy, he murmured: “Go, give her a hug.”

“Why?

“Now I believe you have nothing to do with her, she is saying her last goodbye to you.”

“Mengmeng, you...”

“It turns out that there has long been an insurmountable gap between us, which cut off all fate like a moat, but I really don’t regret falling in love with you.”

Zhou Mengmeng leaned softly on Chenhan’s shoulders, and murmured to herself as if in a dream: “Actually, I should be able to see that you already have someone you like, but I still can’t help liking you, can’t help caring about you, for you Worry. Cherish the one who loves you, I am not qualified to be the girl who will accompany you, I only hope that you will be happy forever...”



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When the warmth of tears came from her shoulders, she straightened up and walked in front of the ghost hand, and said in a low voice: “Can you erase any memory? Please help me to erase all the memories about Chen Han, so that we have never known each other.” , let me stop liking him, thank you.”

After receiving Chen Han’s instruction, Gui Shou nodded, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely suppressed, for an ordinary girl who looked like an ant to them.

There was a kind of love called letting go, giving up forever for love, wasn’t this also a kind of love?

All the masters dispersed and returned to the Qingshuiwan villa area, Tianhua No. 1 Middle School resumed classes, and the teachers and students whose memories had been washed away had no idea what happened.

When Chen Han walked into the classroom of Class 5 (Grade 3) again, the students who still had memories of him from the past cast envious and jealous eyes as usual. Only Zhou Mengmeng’s eyes were full of doubts. Why did everyone seem to know someone but he had never met him?

However, when her eyes touched the girl who was following Chen Han, who was like a pearl of fairy dew, a trace of amazement and inferiority flashed in the depths of her eyes.

For the next whole day, Chen Han was a little depressed, not only because of Zhou Mengmeng’s affairs, but also because of Huangfu Ziyan’s arrival, he didn’t know what to do.

“Zi Yan, I...”

“What? Do you regret erasing Zhou Mengmeng’s memory? You big pervert don’t like her, do you?”

The vicious expression on the little girl’s face prevented Chen Han from speaking. He was about to say something several times, but she interrupted him halfway and stuck what he wanted to say in his throat.