Chapter 80 Chapter 80 "But you love me so much?"...
Now, only the young monk knows the ins and outs of the ten mirrors.
"So, you're saying that the immortal temple where we met wasn't real?"
Mingyao listened carefully to the young monk's account of the whole process, and his mind was working to figure out the whole thing.
"That's right. After Yan Chen severed Xian Shu's head, the Immortal Temple's sacrificial formation was activated. Anyone with a spiritual vein inside the temple couldn't escape. The same thing happened to me, but I only managed to retain a shred of consciousness because I had anticipated the disaster." The young cultivator pursed his lips. "But in short, we've been dead for a long time. You came to the Immortal Temple because you were led into a memory by the rebellious spirits of Yan Chen and Xian Shu. The real Immortal Temple was already in ruins after that disaster."
"Although this memory is fake, it is infused with the aura of the ten mirrors, so the formation is real. I didn't want to die again, so I made a deal with him."
Having said that, the young monk pointed at Xuanxiu who was standing beside him with a smile on his face.
"Deal? What deal?" Mingyao was stunned, then tilted her head to look at Xuanxiu. She had thought it would be easy for him to enter the Ten Mirrors.
Xuanxiu raised his eyebrows, obviously not remembering it either.
They both looked at the young monk at the same time.
The young monk swallowed, his eyes looking back and forth between the two of them. After hesitating for a while, he whispered to Mingyao, "It was you who told me your fortune. I told him the result, and he saved my life."
Fortune telling?
Mingyao was stunned for a moment, then she remembered something. Ah, her mind suddenly jumped, and she decided to find this young monk to arrange her marriage.
His face was a little hot, but thinking of Xuanxiu's memory loss, Mingyao more or less regained some dignity and cleared his throat: "...So your deal is done now?"
"I guess so." The young monk scratched his face. "Anyway, I'm now living in the Ten Mirrors. I don't know how long I can live. I'll take it one step at a time. I think it's a good deal."
Hearing this, Mingyao was a little surprised, but Xiaoxiu was calm: "Although I don't want to die, it's my fate to die young, and there's nothing I can do about it. It's not easy to get to this point. You don't have to feel sad for me."
"It's your husband," the young monk said sternly, pointing to Xuanxiu beside him. "The world within the Ten Mirrors exists by relying on the memories of others. The world you previously relied on has collapsed. If it weren't for the deal he made with me, he would still be trapped in that vanished world. Now that you've reunited with him, quickly get him out."
I don’t know what Xuanxiu did, but the young monk was obviously very afraid.
Mingyao looked at Xuanxiu, and she thought that with Xuanxiu by her side, she didn't have to be afraid of Xuanhui.
Their eyes met, but Mingyao hadn't spoken yet.
Xuanxiu looked at her with a peaceful smile and uttered a few words softly: "I can't get out."
"Hmm?" "What?" Mingyao turned and met his gaze.
"I can't get out." Xuanxiu kindly explained, "Since I came here through a deal with this cultivator, this world is not the same world I came from. Without a fulcrum, the ten mirrors won't let me out."
This wasn't hard to understand; it roughly meant that when Xuanxiu first entered the Ten Mirrors, he entered Room 1. Now that Room 1 had collapsed, thanks to the young monk, he had entered Room 2 through the secret door connecting Rooms 1 and 2. However, he didn't have the key to Room 2, so he couldn't leave.
"Although you have no fulcrum, your wife successfully got out. When you got married, you swore a blood oath, so your relationship is naturally solid. When she appears in the mirror again, she can take you out." The young monk frowned and explained seriously.
Xuanxiu didn't rush to refute after hearing this. He looked at Mingyao with a smile: "Miss, are you really my wife?"
Looking at Xuanxiu's smiling face and listening to the questions he asked.
Mingyao didn't know why, but suddenly he felt guilty.
This...is really not...
She and he had never sworn a blood oath. To be honest, apart from this special relationship of being destined to be together, they really seemed to have no relationship in the secular sense.
She cleared her throat, unsure how to start.
There was silence for a moment. The young monk on the side looked back and forth between the two of them for a long time, and finally figured out what was going on.
The young monk's eyes were filled with shock and confusion at the complicated relationship. He stammered and asked Mingyao, "So you are not husband and wife?"
"Then he—"
Thinking about how the two of them had previously treated each other as husband and wife and behaved intimately, and thinking about Mingyao's two marriage lines, the young monk was quite surprised.
To prevent the child from saying anything shocking.
Mingyao had no choice but to interrupt quickly: "No, I'm not your wife. Our relationship is very complicated."
Mingyao spoke ambiguously.
She wanted to say that she was a person of destiny, but now her body was outside and she couldn't mobilize her immortal power. Xuanxiu had lost her memory. If she said it directly, she really couldn't figure out Xuanxiu's attitude.
He turned the words around in his mouth, but finally swallowed them back.
"Anyway, do you want to give it a try with me?" Mingyao gave up and simply stopped explaining, pestering Xuanxiu to reach out for his hand.
Looking at the person in front of him, Xuanxiu's smile deepened a little: "Okay."
Hold hands together.
Mingyao slammed into the place where they were coming from. Unfortunately, it was like hitting some transparent glass. It didn't hurt, but it couldn't get out. Both of them were stopped.
Seeing this, the young monk walked up to the two of them and looked at Mingyao: "Do you still have the red rope from the Immortal Temple?"
Mingyao's eyes lit up: "Yes."
Her red rope had been kept in the cuffs of her body and should still be outside.
"There's still a way." The young monk pointed out a clear path to Ming Yao. "While this world hasn't collapsed, you still have seven days in this world. As long as you can put that red string on his hand, you will have a relationship with him, and you can take him out."
Ha, after hearing this, Mingyao felt that God was playing a trick on her. She was just a living soul now, so how could the red rope be worn on Xuanxiu's hand?
She couldn't even get it.
Mingyao was quite resentful.
There is always a way out, but why are there dead ends everywhere?
She left the place alone, feeling exhausted.
After she left, only the young monk and Xuanxiu were left in the mirror.
Xuanxiu was contented and sat leisurely on the ruins of the Immortal Temple, while the young monk was quite cautious and kept a distance from him.
The two of them did not disturb each other.
Xuanxiu sat on the ruins, looking at Mingyao's departing back from afar, recalling her appearance. He was moved for a moment, and a trickle of emotion flowed through his mind. He clearly had no impression of her, but her name popped up.
Mingyao.
He whispered her name, and a strange throbbing arose in his heart.
If it’s not my wife, then what is it?
His long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the shimmering water light. His fingertips gently brushed across his sleeves, like willow catkins brushing across the palm of his hand in spring. An itchy feeling spread from his fingertips to his whole body.
Some speculations came to mind.
**
Azure Sky Demon Palace
"Come in the direction."
The one residing in Jiali's body is Xuanxiu's spiritual consciousness.
Ever since the Chu Ji incident, he had studied this technique in his spare time. It wasn't difficult to learn. He originally lived in Jiali's body, but he wanted to find Chao Qulai and then control Jiali's body. He disabled Chao Qulai's legs to make it easier to find him, and also to help A Yao get out.
Its current use is unexpected.
Jiali's eyes dimmed, and Xuanxiu took over her body.
"What does that evil spirit who rebels against the immortal want you to do?"
Straight to the point, Xuanxiu's spiritual sense was very sharp.
"Mingyao's soul is controlled by me. She wants to be able to control the power of Mingyao's soul." Chao Qulai was also very happy. He couldn't speak, so he used the spiritual power of his spiritual veins to convey the message to Xuanxiu. "Perhaps, she wants to use this to control the immortal power in your body."
Xuanxiu lowered his eyes.
A Yao is his destined person, and Ming Yao is the only one in the world who can mobilize the immortal power in his body.
It turns out that those rebellious evil spirits did not want to kill A Yao.
"Mingyao is your... destined one." Seeing that he didn't reply, Chao Qulai cast an indistinct gaze on him, "You actually fell in love with your destined one."
Even if you don't know what will happen in the morning, now that everything is in front of you, you can make a rough guess.
If he had known earlier that Mingyao was the destined person, he would never have just planted a bait.
Unfortunately, now that he has the biggest bargaining chip in his hand, he can't use it and needs to make a detour.
Chao Qulai's eyes flashed slightly. The situation was urgent now, and he had to achieve his goal as soon as possible.
Put on a fake smile——
"My Lord, I have been tortured to this point, but I have not let go of Mingyao's soul. You have seen my sincerity. Now, are you willing to make a deal with me?"
After many twists and turns, although it was a little different from the original plan, Immortal Lord Miaomiao was now in front of him.
He still has bargaining chips in his hand, so naturally there is still room for negotiation with him.
Xuanxiu didn't say anything. He looked at Chao Qulai, waiting for him to state his conditions.
"Immortal Lord..." Chao Qulai took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "You know about the immortal mountain monks' eternal lamps."
Xuanxiu nodded slightly.
Of course he knew.
When a monk wants to join the Xuyou Immortal Mountain, he needs to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, swear a blood oath, and establish an immortal relationship.
When the ceremony is over, each monk will light a corresponding eternal lamp.
The eternal lamp represents the fate of the monk.
If a monk dies, or his spiritual veins are destroyed, making him a disabled person, the eternal lamp will go out, and vice versa. However, the eternal lamp is impervious to water and fire, and its spiritual power is useless. Nothing in the world can defeat it, so monks never worry about someone destroying the eternal lamp and harming them.
See Xuanxiu nod.
I calmed down after going back and forth——
"The eternal lamp can only be extinguished by the power of immortals."
"A thousand miles east of the Immortal Mountain, beneath the Yaochi Lake, lies a lair. There, the eternal lamps of all the cultivators of the Immortal Mountain are stored. I want you to go there and extinguish Jiali's lamp for me." "Once you're done, I will return the mark that controls Mingyao's soul to her."
"However, you are only a spiritual consciousness now. It's not that I don't trust you, but I have to be sincere when negotiating terms."
"Within half a month, you must come see me and take Jiali away."
"Miao Miao Immortal Lord, what do you think? Will you answer my call?"
Chao Qulai looked at him with a burning gaze. His request was not difficult, which was why he was certain that Chu Miaomiao would agree to his conditions because of the love of her beloved.
The reason why it was limited to half a month was because he could only hold out in the hands of that traitorous immortal for another half a month.
The two looked at each other.
Now, the purpose of those rebellious immortals wanting to occupy Mingyao's body and mobilize immortal power is obvious. If their purpose is achieved...
"Okay, I'll do as you wish."
**
abnormal.
Mingyao held Xuanhui's treasure bag and huddled in a corner.
Ever since being caught by Xuan Hui, Xuan Hui would open his pocket three times a day at irregular intervals to check.
The huge eyeballs made Mingyao feel uneasy.
She traveled so fast that she didn't know how much time had passed. She didn't even know how long the seven days given to her by the young monk had passed.
I could only hurry to move the red rope I was carrying.
Unfortunately, she had never practiced any magic, and now the red rope was still lying there safely.
While Xuan Hui had just finished checking the posts.
Mingyao simply entered the ten mirrors again, wanting to ask the young monk if he had any other ideas.
But as soon as he entered, he didn't see the little monk's figure. The full moon was hanging high in the mirror, but Xuanxiu's figure was very conspicuous.
"I'm here to find that young monk." Ming Yao rubbed his hands, feeling a little reserved.
"Are you looking for a marriage partner again?" Xuanxiu smiled at her with his eyes narrowed. Under the moonlight, his smile seemed quite ambiguous.
Mingyao's heart skipped a beat, and she condemned herself for being seduced by his beauty. She waved her hands and explained seriously, "No, I wanted to ask her if there was any other way to get you out."
She opened her round eyes hard, trying to show her sincerity.
"Why do you want to save me so much?" Xuanxiu seemed to be interested. He came to her in an instant, bent down and looked into her eyes.
"You and I are not husband and wife, and your soul still retains the breath of another man."
Xuanxiu paused as he spoke, his smile becoming even more brilliant.
"Could it be that I'm your...lover? We had an affair, and your husband discovered it. In a rage, he extracted your soul and sealed me in this mirror."
"Even in this situation, you're still so obsessed with saving me..."
"But you love me so much?"
Mingyao was choked for a moment when she looked at Xuanxiu's fox eyes that were full of affection. She didn't expect that after losing his memory, Immortal Lord Miaomiao would even lose his brain.
Ming Yao coughed a few times and didn't want to answer his question.
Unexpectedly, the Immortal Lord Xuanxiu, who had lost his memory, was very difficult to deal with. He kept chasing her and stared at her stubbornly.
Never mind, I have no memory anyway.
Just coax him.
Ming Yao sighed, his tone vague: "I love you so much, I love you so much. I really love you so much."
I thought that was the end of it.
After Mingyao finished speaking, he lowered his head in panic, waiting for the awkward feeling in his heart to pass.
But I didn't expect to hear a chuckle first.
Mingyao was a little depressed.
When he looked up, he met Xuanxiu's eyes, which were as soft as spring water.
"I'm very happy to hear that, Ayao."
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