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Volume 2 Rebirth Ten Thousand Years Ago Chapter 27 The Talking Oil Paper Umbrella

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    Once sleeping like a fairy, Qing Kehen slept extremely soundly, and his whole body felt comfortable because of this sleep.

    The colorful fire of memory finally burned out, and he completely accepted the boy's memory.

    Afterwards, Qing Jihen fell into a real sleep due to exhaustion.

    But the strange thing is that his consciousness seems to be sleeping but not sleeping.  He just felt like his consciousness was like a little bug, wandering around in his body.  Consciousness passes through every muscle, bone, and blood vessel in the body, and finally returns to the brain.  Every time his consciousness passed through his body, he truly felt that the body had truly become his, completely integrating with him, making him feel comfortable all over.

    ? ? Stretching, he opened his eyes.

    ¡°It seems that I met my beautiful fianc¨¦e before I fell into coma. If so, she would probably take me back to the Qing tribe.  Qing Kehen thought secretly, he thought he must be at home now, lying on a warm bed at home.

    However, when he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a stone platform, surrounded by cold cave walls.

    Didn¡¯t his beautiful last wife take him back to the Qing tribe?  No, I know this place myself.

    "Is this a medicine cave?" After receiving the young man's memory, Qing Jihen quickly recognized the place where he was at this time.

    The inside of the Tibetan Medicine Cave was originally dark and lightless, but now there is a faint light film on the wall of the Tibetan Medicine Cave, with some awkward characters on it.  It is this layer of light film that illuminates the entire Tibetan Medicine Cave.

    Qing Jihen stretched out his hand and touched the mountain wall, and it was like being electrocuted.

    "Is this a restriction?" Qing Kehen frowned. In the memory left to him by the young man, there was no restriction in the medicine cave.  If you want to place a ban, even the lowest level ban, you must at least be a warrior above the 'Psychic Realm' to set it up.  The clan leader with the highest level of cultivation in the Qing clan is only a warrior at the tenth level of the Taoist Realm, the ¡®Ling Locking Gate¡¯ level.  It simply fails to meet the standards for placing restrictions.

    Qing Kehen looked around and saw that the entire cave was surrounded by restrictions.  You must know that the Tibetan Medicine Cave is the product of the Qing clan who dug out treasures from the entire mountain.  This forbidden light film actually enveloped the entire cave.

    Qing Kehen looked around him again, and he found that there were several packages, pills, and several books around him.  When he saw these things, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

    He quickly ran towards the entrance of the Tibetan Medicine Cave, and followed an upward staircase to the entrance of the cave.

    It was just as he expected - the entrance to the Tibetan Medicine Cave was sealed with a ban, and a thick golden light film blocked the entrance.

    He tried to stretch his palm to press the forbidden light film at the entrance of the hole. However, as soon as his hand touched the light film, he felt a rebound force coming from it, and his whole body was thrown away.

    Qing Kehen turned over in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground.

    "What a strong restriction." Qing Jieghen estimated that the rebound force of this restriction would have the strength of at least seven people. This is already the strength of an ordinary first-level Dao-building realm warrior.

    He was actually locked into this cave. Who locked him into this cave?  Is he such a fianc¨¦e?

    Qing Jihen was a little confused and returned to the place where he slept before.

    "You finally woke up?" At this time, a voice suddenly appeared next to him.

    Qing Kehen turned his head sharply and looked around, but there was no one around him at all.

    "Asshole, where are you looking? I hate the way people look around for me as soon as they hear my voice!" the voice said angrily.

    Qing Jishen looked along the sound, and then he saw a beautiful oil-paper umbrella.

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    "What's your expression? Have you never seen a talking umbrella?" The oil-paper umbrella continued to make a sound.

    "This is the first time I've seen him." Qing Jihen was honest.

    He remembered that he had seen this oil-paper umbrella. It was the same oil-paper umbrella that his beautiful wife held when she appeared on the stage.

    "Okay, I won't argue with you, an ignorant person. I forgive you." The oil-paper umbrella said.

    ""

    "By the way, why am I here?" Qing Kehen asked.

    "Xiao Mu sent you here." The oil-paper umbrella replied.

    "Xiao Mu? My beautiful wife?" Qing Jihen continued to ask.

    "Yes, it's her. But I really didn't expect that the man I miss all day and night would be a loser like you. He's so old, and he hasn't even reached the first level of Taoist Realm." Oil Paper Umbrella's mouth was very poisonous.

    Being looked down upon by an umbrella?

    "Then the ban in this cave was also imposed by her?" Qing Jihen asked patiently - after I ask what I want to know, I won't stuff you into the fat hole.?Go into the chrysanthemum.  He thought fiercely in his heart.

    "Yes, the ban was also placed by Xiao Mu. You don't look stupid, at least you know what the ban is." The oil paper umbrella said.

    "Why did she keep me here? Where is she now?" Qing Jihen still kept a smile on his face.

    "Haha, I asked him to do this. I asked her to place the ban, and I asked her to send you here." The oil-paper umbrella said in a flat voice: "I have only one purpose, to let you  In the shortest time, you can practice to become a truly strong person. As for Xiao Mu, she has left here and returned to where she wants to stay. If you cannot cultivate to that state in your life, you will have almost no chance to see her. "

    "The goal is to make me stronger?" Qing Jihen suddenly remembered that he heard a voice when he was in a coma.

    "Become the strongest martial artist in the worldI'll be waiting for you then." The voice seemed to be that of his fianc¨¦e.

    Becoming the strongest martial artist was Qing Jihen¡¯s goal.

    "Let me tell you about this restriction. The restriction at the entrance of the Tibetan Medicine Cave is divided into three levels, which correspond to the first three levels of the first step of the monastic realm, the 'Tao-Building Realm': Gathering Strength, Breathing In and Refining Quality. What's next?  With each level of cultivation, you can break through a restriction. As long as you reach the third level of Tao-building realm, you can come out from here."

    The restriction is calledthree-step restriction.

    "In the next time, I will train you well and strive to make you a truly strong person." The oil paper umbrella said.

    "Today is already March 17th. Your Qing tribe must pay tribute to the Ba Fist Gang with a sufficient amount of medicinal materials every July." The oil paper umbrella continued.

    "Did you deliberately lock me in this medicine hiding cave?" Qing Kehen asked.

    "Of course, there are still three and a half months until the time for you to pay tribute. In other words, if you don't want the Qing tribe to die without paying enough tribute, then you can give me during this time,  Advance to the third level of quality training in the Dao Building Realm and break the three-step restriction on the entrance to the Tibetan Medicine Cave!" the oil paper umbrella said proudly.

    Qing Kehen nodded silently, then took out two flints from his arms, squatted aside and began to knock them.

    "Why don't you start practicing soon?" Oil Paper Umbrella asked

    "You should be afraid of fire." Qing Jihen said suddenly: "After all, a talking oil-paper umbrella is still an oil-paper umbrella"

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    PS: Can anyone make a Qidian cover?

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