The little girl was chatting and laughing with the young man.
Ms. Miao Gu listened quietly and attentively until the little girl said a word.
"It's a pity that I am a grassroots person. I don't have the profound roots, so I can't become a cultivator. I don't even have the wisdom roots, so I can't even become a nun. Oh, if I could learn some of Qin Zun's skills, I would definitely become as powerful as Brother Hei and Brother Wang and become the most powerful cultivator in the world."
Black brother?
Brother Wang?
Ms. Miao Gu was stunned, and couldn't help but think of the 749 Bureau's file records about Qin Ye. The man in black fog and Wang Yuqing were both related to Qin Ye.
"It turns out that I knew the Night King a thousand years ago."
Ms. Miao Gu murmured in her heart. Since the young man called the little girl Xiaogu, she had reason to believe that the little girl was her former self.
At this time.
The memory picture has changed.
As soon as the little girl said this, the young man rubbed his head and smiled.
"Xiao Gu, there are no such things as trash and genius in the universe. These are just the definitions of genius and trash by the creatures in the universe. Those with Xuan roots are only suitable for cultivating the chain, so they are defined as geniuses. Those without Xuan roots are not suitable for cultivating the chain, so they are defined as trash."
"Genius? Trash? Whether in the mundane or beyond the mundane world, everything is defined by what we are. Don't reject yourself based on the definitions of others."
“Believe in yourself, you are a genius. Find out where your genius lies, and you are a true genius.”
Along with the memory scenes, the young man spoke.
Ms. Miao Gu saw it.
Although the little girl was still young, she understood what the young man said and blinked.
"Qin Zun, you're right. I am a genius, but I'm not a Taoist genius. I'm... a catwalk genius. I'm really good at it, but I could also be some other genius. Hmm, I just haven't discovered it yet."
The little girl said with a smile.
"When I find out what kind of genius I am, I'll tell Qin Zun."
"Okay, I'll wait for that day and give you a reward then."
"Okay, it's a deal. Then, Qin Zun, let's make a pinky promise... A pinky promise that will last a hundred years and will not change."
The memory scene stopped abruptly with the hook.
Ms. Miao Gu stood there in a daze for a moment.
Next second.
Ms. Miao Gu murmured involuntarily.
"Although I didn't know what kind of genius I was a thousand years ago, now I am a genius at raising Gu..."
The words fell.
His words were like a key that opened a door.
Boom!!
At this moment.
The memory scenes exploded, like a floodgate opening, and a vast ocean of memory emerged, with a huge amount of techniques and knowledge about Gu Masters and Gu insects.
There are too many memories.
It covers all the techniques and knowledge of poisonous insects from ancient times to the Song Dynasty.
at this time.
"The Miao Gu is gone, right?"
Professor Chen looked at Ms. Miao Gu holding her head and screaming in pain, and asked the man in black fog and Zhenwu's body with concern.
Zhenwu body way.
"Even if she has it, it's just a nice thing."
The man in black mist said with a smile.
"No matter if it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years from now, the master will never harm Miao Gu."
Professor Chen raised her eyebrows. After listening to the two people's words and combining them with Ms. Miao Gu's current condition, she had some guesses and couldn't help but say.
"I've read in several ancient books that immortals who have reached the pinnacle of perfection have an ancient magic called "The Immortal Helps Me Tie My Hair and Receive Eternal Life." The Miao Gu situation is somewhat similar to this."
As she spoke, Professor Chen saw that Ms. Miao Gu had recovered from the pain.
now.
Professor Chen discovered that although Ms. Miao Gu's strength did not increase, she gained a powerful transformation.
…
The other side.
The underworld, the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld.
"Brother Qin, look at your smile. Have you captured the Black City God?"
When the Wheel King saw that the clay doll had stopped being infected, and then saw Qin Ye's smile at this moment, he couldn't help but speculate.
Qin Ye laughed when he heard it.
"I did catch it, but I'm not happy about it."
"Why is that?"
Faced with the curious questions of the Chakravartin.
Qin Ye said slowly with a smile.
"It's a pinky promise I made with a certain little girl."
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