Zhuge Qin's demonic clothes are hunting, and his eyes contain divine light.

With Mo Qin in hand, he looked at Qin Huangluo expectantly.

"Even though he has unparalleled piano skills, he never has a close friend..." Qin Huangluo felt lost, and the beautiful music of the piano suddenly stopped.

He raised his eyes and looked at the past world. The era had passed. In front of the cottage, the sky was green and the grass was green. The stream was gurgling. Two figures were sitting opposite each other, playing harp and harp in harmony.

Another reincarnation.

At this moment, he suddenly realized what Xuanzu once said.

It's impossible to go back to the past.

The past he missed has long since collapsed.

Time is like water, running endlessly from ancient times to the present. The only thing he can retain is memory.

"Fellow Taoist, the soul has been destroyed. Is there any way to be reborn?"

Qin Huangluo looked at Zhuge Qinmo and murmured.

"Uh..." Zhuge Qinmo was stunned.

Did Qin Huangluo get a question wrong?

I'm here to compete!

He stared at Qin Huangluo and frowned slightly. Qin Huangluo looked serious, obviously not joking.

"Creating something out of nothing, this realm must exist." Zhuge Qinmo said solemnly, "Although the soul is destroyed and there is no trace of the past, you can also create another soul."

"Memory is the most important thing."

"memory?"

Qin Huangluo's eyes lit up.

These words can be described as enlightenment.

If you could retrieve all your memories and transfer them into a physical body, wouldn't it be a perfect re-creation of your old self?

"But how can we retrieve our memories?"

Qin Huangluo frowned again.

"..."

Zhuge Qinmo couldn't bear it anymore and snorted coldly, "Qin Huangluo, I'm across the two-realm passage, and I'm not here to discuss these trivial matters with you."

"I'm here to compete!"

"Comparing skills?" Qin Huangluo was confused, "What do you mean by this?"

"..."

Zhuge Qin was extremely angry and laughed.

Qin Huangluo didn't hear a word of what he said?

"Of course it's the piano skills!" Zhuge Qin Demon took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and said: "If you beat me, I will leave immediately."

"Not interested in."

Qin Huangluo shook his head.

His thoughts were all wrapped up in the word memory, and his brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about methods.

"If you want to retain your memory and recreate your soul, you must retrieve your memory." Qin Huangluo's eyes were deep, "In this case, you must go back to the beginning."

"It's just that even though I am the Taoist ancestor, it is extremely difficult to travel freely through the long river of time and stay in it."

"Unless there is a book of years!"

Qin Huangluo was shocked.

The Heavenly Book of Time, one of the nine heavenly books, is the world's top epochal treasure.

"Now that I'm here, I won't leave like this." Zhuge Qinmo said coldly, "If you don't want to compete, then I will beat you until you compete."

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't compete with you." Qin Huangluo laughed.

"you……"

Zhuge Qinmo's anger disappeared and he looked decadent, "Tell me, what do you want?"

He compromised.

"Please do me a favor."

Qin Huangluo said: "If I can find the Book of Time to help me travel through the past, retrieve my wife's memory, and fulfill my wish, I will have a good fight with you."

"The Book of Time?"

Zhuge Qinmo looked shocked.

He naturally knows the legend of the Nine Heavenly Books.

Qin Huangluo said again, "Now I am obsessed and unable to devote myself wholeheartedly. Even if you beat me, winning is not the same as me at my peak."

At this time, he still didn't know Zhuge Qin Demon's skills.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have said this.

"That makes sense."

Zhuge Qinmo nodded and said.

"However, you have to play a song to let me see your strength."

"That's fine."

Qin Huangluo smiled and played the piano.

There is sadness and sorrow in the sound of the piano, which makes the listener moved.

Every note seems to be filled with Qin Huangluo's sadness.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhuge Qinmo burst into tears and was extremely happy. He laughed and said: "Qin Huangluo, after I help you get the Book of Time, we will compete again."

"If you defeat me, you will accept me as your disciple and teach me my piano skills."

Taking on a disciple?

Qin Huangluo was confused.

What kind of game is this?

"If you lose, you will also become my disciple." Zhuge Qinmo seemed to feel that his purpose was too obvious, so he added another sentence.

"make a deal."

Qin Huangluo nodded.

"Almost none of the nine heavenly books exist in the present world. If you want to find their existence, you must use a bridge." Zhuge Qin said magically.

"You are the Taoist Patriarch of the Yang Realm, you should know the characters related to the Heavenly Book of Time."

"There are indeed a few."

Qin Huang Luo Dao.

The Great Heavenly Lord of Time in the Palace of Time, took a glance at the Heavenly Book of Time, and thus embarked on the path of cultivation. He rose up all the way and became one of the top Great Heavenly Lords in the Yang Realm.

That fifth young master is the spirit of the heavenly book.

Qin Huangluo knew these secrets from beginning to end.

"Now that you know, let's set off." Zhuge Qin said devilishly.

"Do it directly?"

Qin Huangluo's face moved slightly.

"if not?"

Zhuge Qinmo said calmly, "I've always done things this way."

"No need for ink stains, let's go."

Whoosh!

The two disappeared in the long river of time.

…

The Heavenly Palace of Time.

Yan Ruyi walked side by side with the Fifth Young Master.

"Junior brother, your cultivation has improved very quickly over the past period of time." Yan Ruyi said with a smile.

It only takes about a year to be promoted to Taoist Master of One Calamity and then to Taoist Master of Four Calamities.
To be continued...