Chapter 1298 Lingqiong’s Big Lie, Who is An Mingji?

Lingqiong used his own strength to suppress the heart that had been buried underground for three hundred years and had become wild, and sent it into Wu Rong's empty chest.

The bloody wound was still on Wu Rong's body, and Lingqiong released powerful spiritual power to repair his wound.

There were rumbling thunders in the sky, but not a single bolt of lightning struck down, as if there was some reservation.

Not until Wurong Pass was restored to its original state did the dark sky gradually return to clearness.

Wu Rong's heart returned and his weak body immediately recovered.

His pale face had some color, his eyes were still as calm as water, but his expression could not hide his surprise: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

"If I have to thank you, I should thank you." Ling Qiong sighed softly: "It's all thanks to you over the years."

Wu Rong curled up the corners of his lips but said nothing.

Over the past thousand years, he has not only spent all his energy to protect the main hall, but also his senior brother's memories that were divided and blocked.

And also to suppress the three beasts in the side hall, he was so busy that he was exhausted and in a very embarrassing situation.

Although the head of the Qingyun Sect a thousand years ago was not as good as his senior brother, the Venerable Xuanling, his handsome face also allowed him to have many female confidantes all over the spiritual continent, and he lived a very happy life.

Over the past thousand years, he has not only lived the life of an ascetic, but also has held his life by the belt.

If his senior brother had come back a few decades later, he would not only lose his cultivation, but he might even lose his life.

Wu Rong narrowed his eyes and glanced at the side hall: "Brother, what are your plans next?"

Ever since Gu Jin stepped into the side hall, there was no more sound of fighting.

Ling Qiong looked at the palace door with complicated eyes and said softly: "She always thought that I was An Mingji's three souls and seven spirits. I didn't tell her that the boy was a part of my soul."

Wu Rong's face changed drastically when he heard this, and he turned back suddenly: "Senior Brother!"

Back then, in order to defy fate, the senior brother stepped into the underworld where there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and found the ancient divine law. He experienced the pain of splitting his mind, and his soul separated An Mingji's existence. Everything he did was just for one person.

Now, his senior brother told him that he had gone through all this pain but had not told the person who should know the most.

The pain of distraction is a potentially huge danger even for immortals and gods, and one may lose their souls if not careful.

Even after being distracted, Brother still has to experience the pain he felt when he was distracted day and night.

The underworld is a place of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so how could such cultivators as them not be able to go there.

As long as they don't ascend to heaven, they are just mortal beings.

Wu Rong will always remember the paranoid and crazy look on his senior brother's face when he walked out of the sea of blood because he obtained the ancient magic.

He was in a land of blood, wading through the sea of blood, his flesh and blood being devoured, and the pain he went through, no one knew.

Wu Rong still remembers that when he went to pick up his senior brother, his long legs were devoid of flesh and blood, only white bones.

"Brother, why didn't you tell her the truth?" Wu Rong felt sorry for Ling Qiong.

In his opinion, his senior brother had done so much and spent a thousand years to arrange all this, just to be with his fellow Taoist again.

For thousands of years, every step taken by my senior brother has been difficult. How can those sacrifices be easily wiped out?

Ling Qiong's lips curled up slowly: "That girl is very stubborn and only recognizes that brat."

The tone was indulgent, without any complaints, and even inexplicably doting.

Wu Rong didn't understand why his senior brother didn't feel any resentment when it was obviously him who suffered the loss.

He said in a cold voice: "What about Brother? Can everything you have done over the years be erased so easily? Does that girl still have a heart? If it weren't for Brother's efforts, she would have no idea where she would have ended up. According to Tian Dao's petty mind, she might have gone through torture for generations!"

Ling Qiong looked back at him and said, "Junior brother, you have to know that An Mingji is a wisp of soul that I separated. All his main consciousness is born from me. His love and hate entanglement with Gu Jin is all caused by me.

Today is no longer the spiritual continent of thousands of years ago. Modern people's thinking is different from ours. In the spiritual continent, when a monk died, if he wanted to continue to live, his soul could change into a body and continue to live and practice, and even be accompanied by a Taoist partner. In this era, the number of monks is declining, and their thinking is a new generation of civilization.

If Gu Jin only recognizes An Mingji, then I am An Mingji. If he recognizes the Xuanling Venerable from a thousand years ago, then I am the Xuanling Venerable. I will give her whatever she wants. After all, she is still mine."

All he wanted was a Gu Jin.

To him, the thousand-year-old Luo Yu is Gu Jin, and Gu Jin is Luo Yu.

Their spirits are the same, no matter whether it was a thousand years ago or now, she is his.

Wu Rong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Because what senior brother said was right. Everything they had done over the past thousand years was to get senior brother's partner to return to him.

Now, no matter what the process was, they have already done it.

"Junior brother, open the spiritual spring in the back mountain. I will be in seclusion for the next three years."

His cultivation has stagnated for a thousand years. If he wants to recover to his peak, he must rely on the spiritual spring of Qingyun Sect to improve.

The spiritual spring in the back mountain is more extensive than the spiritual energy and stream water in Gu Jin's space.

"Okay." Wu Rong responded.

Ling Qiong stared at the side hall and said, "I'm afraid it's almost over in there. You should call back the disciples of Qingyun Sect as soon as possible and reorganize the sect as soon as possible."

"I'll arrange it."

…

In the side hall.

After the palace door behind him closed, Gu Jin walked towards the center of the hall without panicking.

Under the gaze of An Mingji's three souls, she only said one sentence: "Will you follow me obediently, or should I take you away?"

Gu Jin could sense that the three An Mingji souls in front of her had high cultivation levels, far surpassing her, but she was not afraid at all.

With the space in her hands, she could take them away with just a slight thought.

One of them, An Mingji, walked obediently in front of Gu Jin.

The hostility in his eyes disappeared, and he stared at Gu Jin with a confused look. He raised his hand and touched her face, and his heart suddenly softened.

As if possessed by a ghost, he whispered, "I'll go with you."

Gu Jin held his hand and said, "Be good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly sent the other person into space.

She looked at the remaining two and asked, "What about you?"

Since the first one is so well-behaved, there are naturally some that are not.

The remaining two saw the opponent who had been fighting with them before disappear. Even though they had a good impression of Gu Jin, they were still a little wary.

Seeing their expressions, Gu Jin curled the corners of his lips.

Without giving the two a chance to speak, Gu Jin rushed forward and sent them into the space.

As for beating or scolding them, we can't let outsiders laugh at them. If you have anything to say, just say it in your space.

Gu Jin also disappeared from the spot and entered the space.

When she arrived at the space, she saw three souls standing by the stream, staring at An Mingji, who had been soaked in the water for two years and had never woken up.

Gu Jin walked over to them, pointed at An Mingji who was soaking in the stream, and said in a gentle voice: "That is your original body. Now go over and merge with it."

(End of this chapter)