The starting point is 900 million. What’s wrong if I drag it a little bit?

Leng Qingsong, who turned into a ray of blue light, got closer and closer to Optimus Prime, and his heavy breathing became clearer.

When he came to this giant pillar that had left countless traces over millions of years, Leng Qingsong had the illusion that he had been here for countless years.

It’s as if he is the Optimus Pillar!

By some strange coincidence, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Optimus Pillar, and countless complicated memories suddenly flashed quickly in front of his eyes.

Countless pictures flashed through his mind quickly, and even as a great monk, he couldn't tell what the pictures in his mind were.

In a hurry, Leng Qingsong let go of his hand and disconnected from Optimus Column. The huge amount of information made him feel dizzy.

Could it be that this giant pillar of the sky was transformed by Li Taibai?

And I am the reincarnation of Li Taibai, so I have some resonance with this giant pillar?

After thinking about it, this idea was confirmed by Leng Qingsong.

Qinglian Sword Dao is originally the Dao of Sword Fairy Li Taibai, and since I can inherit Li Taibai's Dao, I naturally have a deep connection with Li Taibai.

Besides Li Taibai's reincarnation, Leng Qingsong couldn't think of any other reasons.

But although Leng Qingsong accepted in his heart that he was the reincarnation of Li Taibai, Leng Qingsong did not think that he was the reincarnation of Li Taibai!

I, Leng Qingsong, am Leng Qingsong, I am not anyone, and I will not become anyone!

I will only become myself and become the sword in my brother's hand!

With his mind clear, Leng Qingsong's eyes became resolute, and he stretched out his hand again, the Qinglian Sword Intent tumbling in his hand, and a trace of the Qinglian Sword Intention blended into it as it touched the giant pillar.

"Ring ring ring!"

Urgent sounds suddenly sounded, and Leng Qingsong looked up at the sky blankly. The sounds seemed to be ringing from the sky.

Suddenly, from the depths of the sky, a thin line suddenly dropped down. Leng Qingsong's eyes narrowed, and he caught the falling object with lightning speed.

Raising his hand, he was surprised to find that there was an object like an arch bridge in his hand.

And it was from this strange object that the sound came.

What is this?

Leng Qingsong was surprised in his heart, but Ouyang's voice came from the side

"Hey, isn't it? They even made this thing?" Ouyang stretched out his head and looked at the object in Leng Qingsong's hand and said with interest.

"Brother, do you know this thing?" Leng Qingsong handed the small arch bridge in front of Ouyang.

Of course I know this thing, isn't it just a connected phone?

In the previous life, it was considered an old thing. Except for public telephone booths, this thing was rarely encountered.

Ouyang took it carelessly, rummaged around while listening to the ringing sound it made, and pressed the button on the phone.

"Way?" Ouyang heard the sizzling sound inside, and fed a few times loudly.

The sound in his ears gradually became clearer from the sizzling sound of electricity, and a heartbreaking shout came from the opposite side: "There is a voice! There is a voice! Go call the clan leader! A universal sound transmitter that is born once every ten thousand years. Born! Hey! Damn it! Hide quickly, that bald man is coming!"

Suddenly there was a roaring sound from the other side. Ouyang grinned and put the microphone aside, his ears almost exploded from the noise from the other side.

The noise gradually turned into groans and wails. After the sound slowly died down, a familiar voice came from the opposite side:

"Amitabha! My little monk is wise and wise. Is the benefactor Li Taibai the Sword Immortal?"

This voice was the voice of Huizhi in Jiuyou. Although he was a little out of breath, as if he had undergone some strenuous exercise before answering the phone, it did not prevent his voice from being full of excitement.

Ouyang, who was holding the microphone, twitched the corners of his mouth, cleared his throat and replied: "Sorry, the user you dialed is not in the service area!"

The person on the other side was silent for a moment, and then shouted in surprise: "Senior Brother Ouyang?! Have you ascended to the immortal world?"

"Fuck you, labor and management are living well!" Ouyang replied angrily.

"What's going on here? Didn't it mean that the Myriad Realms microphone can transmit the sound of immortals and listen to their teachings? How could it be transmitted to the real world?" Huizhi asked Ouyang in surprise, as if he was asking the unlucky person next to him Egg.

"Who the hell does he know where this piece of crap is attached? Only you, the great monk, believe what the patriarch said foolishly!" There was a gasping curse from the side.

Huizhi murmured to himself: "Listen to the teachings of the immortals? Senior Brother Ouyang's skills are as good as those of the immortals. Being able to listen to the teachings of Senior Brother Ouyang is naturally equivalent to listening to the teachings of the immortals. Patriarch Fan really does not deceive me!"

"You don't have to tell me what's on your mind!" Ouyang rolled his eyes and replied.

Huizhi sang the Buddha's name and said in a serious voice: "What the young monk said is sincere. Senior brother's cultivation is unfathomable. The young monk's admiration for senior brother is like a giant pillar holding up the sky, which is beyond reach, such as this magnificent Fengdu. ....”

No wonder the monks in the previous life were so popular. Who doesn't like to hear other people flattering themselves in a serious manner?

But when he heard Huizhi talking about Fengdu, Ouyang probably understood the reason.

Under this Optimus Pillar, he built a modern city full of cyberpunk style based on the heart cloud transformed by the master.

The microphone that originally connected Jiuyou and reality may have become like this because of my own advanced modernization!

"Give me your phone!" Suddenly the voice of Fan Rubin, the leader of the sword-making clan, sounded on the other end of the phone.

Fan Rubin grabbed the microphone and shouted at Ouyang: "Master! Why are you reincarnated as Li Taibai again?"

"What's this mess? When did I become the reincarnation of Li Taibai?" Ouyang frowned and said.

Fan Rubin's voice was silent for a while, and then he asked cautiously: "Is there another one beside the young master?"

Ouyang glanced at Leng Qingsong, who was tilting his head to eavesdrop, and then he hummed and replied: "Yes, my brother is standing by, uh... By the way, there is also a snake and a dog. A monkey!”

Seeing the little wretch and pretty boy pointing at him crazily, as well as the little white snake sticking out of Leng Qingsong's arms, Ouyang introduced them one by one.

"??? What are those things?" Fan Rubin was at a loss, and then he quickly continued, "Can you... your brother listen to me, someone asked me to pass a message to him! "

After hearing this, Ouyang handed the microphone to Leng Qingsong and said, "Here, I'm looking for you!"

Leng Qingsong took the phone at a loss, and imitated Ouyang and tilted the phone: "Crooked?"

After listening to the voice on the phone, the phone in Leng Qingsong's hand suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared before.

Leng Qingsong stood there blankly, as if he had not yet reacted to what Fan Rubin said.

"Then what did the old boy say?" Ouyang asked looking at the lost Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong looked at Ouyang strangely and said, "I can't say it, but what he said, he also told his brother!"

Ouyang froze for a moment, then remembered what Fan Rubin once said in Nine Netherness:

"Chess players can only be spectators, but the chess pieces are the ones who really dominate the game!"