I was hiding in the village and became the Grandmaster of all things!

Shortly after.

Lin Qingzhi stepped into the depths of the Mad Taoist's vast and misty sea of ​​consciousness.

This place is like an ancient and mysterious area, as if it is the farthest corner of the universe, hiding endless secrets and unknown powers.

The light here becomes hazy and distorted, and every step seems to span a thousand years.

In this chaos, Lin Qingzhi's attention was suddenly attracted by a lonely and fragile figure.

The figure curled up alone in a dark corner deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, surrounded by countless glimmering fragments of memory, like stars surrounding a forgotten black hole, both beautiful and sad.

These fragments of memory are either bright or dark, and each one carries the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of the mad Taoist's life. At this moment, they are slowly rotating, as if telling stories of the past.

The figure seemed extremely small, as if it would be swallowed up by this huge torrent of memories at any time.

He squatted with his head buried deeply between his legs, his hands tightly hugging his knees, and his back revealed an indescribable despair and fear.

Lin Qingzhi could feel the deep loneliness and helplessness, as if he was looking for a ray of light in the endless darkness.

"wake up..."

Lin Qingzhi's voice slowly rang out in his sea of ​​consciousness. Every word seemed to be endowed with magic power, penetrating through the thick fog and striking the curled-up figure directly.

The voice was low and firm, carrying unquestionable power, as if it was a call from ancient times, awakening a long-sleeping soul.

Following this call, the soul's body trembled violently, as if it was suddenly awakened by an invisible force.

The head that had been buried for countless days and nights, carrying endless pain, was finally lifted up slowly and with difficulty.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, all memory fragments stopped rotating, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was still.

When that face was fully revealed in front of Lin Qingzhi, he was stunned.

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar face, exactly the appearance of the Mad Taoist, except that he looked a little more vicissitudes and tired than usual. There was a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, including nostalgia for the past, confusion about the future, and the surprise of regaining hope in despair.

"You have been in a daze for so many years, and you still don't want to wake up?" Lin Qingzhi's voice echoed in the dark space with a hint of unquestionable determination. His eyes were fixed on the ethereal soul of the crazy Taoist priest.

The Mad Taoist's soul seemed to have been eroded by the vicissitudes of time, and its light dimmed. He slowly raised his head, and confusion and doubt flashed in his eyes that had not been focused for a long time.

"Who are you...why did you wake me up..."

His voice rustled like fallen autumn leaves, and each word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat, carrying with it hundreds of years of silence and loneliness.

This is just his soul. If this were his physical body, it wouldn't be so difficult to speak. After all, his physical body has been muttering something all the time.

He slowly stood up. Although he looked a little unsteady, every step he took seemed to echo the years. Finally, he stood in front of Lin Qingzhi, his deep eyes showing both scrutiny and compassion.

"who are you?"

The Mad Taoist's voice was deep and powerful, like the sound of an ancient bell echoing in the empty valley.

"Even during the most glorious years of our Xuantian Sect, there has never been a being as powerful and terrifying as you. Could it be that you are from above, and you are here to take my life..."

The crazy Taoist priest spoke again. He was full of doubts about Lin Qingzhi's origins, but he was not at all wary.

He had long wanted to die, to die in that battle with his former friends and relatives.

"After all these years, you still refuse to believe that your sect is a slave to the people of the Immortal Realm?"

Lin Qingzhi had browsed through those memory fragments, so he knew what had destroyed the Xuantian Sect.

"Immortal Realm! Hahahaha... What are immortals? They are just a bunch of arrogant, self-righteous guys..."

Hearing Lin Qingzhi's words, the crazy Taoist immediately laughed and said.

Laughter echoed in the empty ruins, carrying with it endless sadness and anger.

His laughter contained both mockery of the immortal world and sadness at his own inability to change anything.

But the voice was full of bitterness and hatred, and at the same time, tears were streaming down his face.

Even though this is the primordial spirit, tears still appear.

"Don't you want revenge? It was those people from the Immortal Realm who killed your fellow disciples."

Lin Qingzhi asked again.

"revenge..."

As I murmured these two words, a flame seemed to be burning in my heart.

"Revenge. I will give you strength. You go and seek revenge on the immortal who destroyed your Xuantian Sect, but you also have to be at my service in the future." Lin Qingzhi said slowly again.

"You give me strength, why should I trust you..."

Over the years, even when their Xuantian Sect was still around, he had never heard of any existence that could grant power to others.

"You can try it after you wake up..." After Lin Qingzhi finished speaking, his figure slowly disappeared from the spot.

Only the crazy Taoist's soul remained in the sea of ​​consciousness, along with the fragments of memory surrounding him.

"Yes! I was too weak. For so many years, I didn't dare look them in the face. From now on, I will cheer up and fight them with your hope..."

"One day..."

His eyes penetrated the fog before him, as if he had foreseen the glory of the future.

"I, Lu Ning, a disciple of Xuantian Sect, will overturn the Nine Heavens that cover my head!"

At this moment, his heart was surged with unprecedented ambition, as if the whole world was making way for him, and all difficulties and obstacles would become steps for him to climb to the top.

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the crazy Taoist, Lu Ning, suddenly ignited with blazing flames. The flames spread out, as if to ignite his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

His body suddenly straightened at this moment, like a sword that had been tempered through thousands of times and was finally about to be unsheathed, emitting a sharp cold light, declaring its sharpness and inviolability.

Outside, Lin Qingzhi had already stepped back a few steps. Looking at Lu Ning's changing figure, a relieved smile appeared on his face.

It seems that he has figured it out. It was not a waste of effort to wake him up this time.

at this time.

A raging fire burned on Lu Ning's body.

The flames were like pets welcoming their owner back, full of excitement.

At this moment, the air around him seemed to be frozen by this momentum, even the wind stopped, and the whole world was waiting for him to wake up again.

The flames wrapped around his body, that is, Lin Qingzhi. If it were just anyone else, they would not be able to see through the flames at all.