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Su Miao was not surprised: "So?"
With a flick of the spirit sword, Tiandao's hand was shaken away and pressed against his forehead.
The purple thunder roared loudly, and most of it gathered on Tiandao's head, rather than on Su Miao, the usurper.
Tiandao collapsed: "...I really have lost my memory. As for who Mo Xuan is... maybe he is a god."
If he really had such great ability, he should have woken up long ago, instead of letting Su Miao wake him up!
Compared to him, Su Miao concealed more.
Identity, and purpose.
Unable to see Tiandao's guilty conscience, Su Miao moved his sword away, but still stared at him: "What do you remember?"
It's impossible that Tiandao doesn't remember everything. At least from the occasional probing between the two of them, she could tell that Tiandao was hiding something from her.
After hearing Tiandao's words, Su Miao turned and walked towards his cabin: "You are useless."
"Why am I useless?" Tian Dao was so angry: "I told you everything, why didn't you say anything!"
After having lunch prepared by the ginseng spirit, Su Miao was practicing sword in the courtyard. Suddenly he stopped and pointed at the purple thunder that kept jumping around in the sky: "You caused this."
Tiandao: "...Mother, please solve it for me."
His tone was serious, without any hint of joking.
Su Miao's hand trembled, and he failed to hold the magic sword. The magic sword fell to the ground with a clang, but the sword spirit did not come out.
"I'm not your mother," she refused.
Putting aside Tian Dao's identity, just based on the purple lightning chasing him above his head, it was impossible for Su Miao to have any connection with him.
Furthermore, she and Tiandao could be enemies or meet by chance, but they could never be mother and son!
Su Miao's tone was stern, leaving no room for negotiation. Even the sword spirit had been thrown out by her without knowing when. Tiandao glared at her and Tiandao, while the sword spirit lowered its head to avoid.
Seeing this scene, Su Miao emphasized again: "Whether you are the Heavenly Dao or whether you have lost your memory, I am not your mother!"
It would be fine if she escaped, but she couldn't take such a big son with her when she returned! Otherwise, her reputation that had lasted for hundreds of years would be ruined.
The Immortal Master Beihan did not die, but brought an illegitimate son back to the spiritual world!
Thinking about this possibility, Su Miao retreated repeatedly, wishing to stay away from Tiandao: "You deal with those things in the sky, and I won't care about what happened before."
The sword spirit knew everything best. It silently raised its hand and added, "That... the clone seems to be here."
A powerful force suddenly rushed over.
Tiandao was still in a daze, so Su Miao had no choice but to fly over and pull the man behind him, then swung his sword to block the attack.
A large black cloud appeared in the sky. After swallowing the purple thunder, it grew bigger and bigger. A familiar figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
After throwing the person away, Su Miaoxu looked up into the air with his eyes wide open, his voice cold and excited: "You are here."
The sword spirit stopped Tian Dao, who had just reacted and wanted to confront his clone, and said, "Sir, please don't make things more complicated. In this situation, let Su Miao go."
"Then what should we do?" Tiandao didn't struggle. He couldn't defeat Su Miao right now, let alone his clone, who possessed half his power. He was just being polite, to avoid Su Miao causing trouble for him later.
The sword spirit hesitated for a long time, and then another force flew over. It didn't hesitate anymore, landed on the ground, pulled Tiandao and turned to run back: "Hurry up, there is a barrier set up by Su Miao in front!"
Looking at the sword spirit, which was only as tall as his thigh, Tiandao sighed, picked it up, and ran straight in the direction it pointed. As he ran, he couldn't help but ask, "You are a sword spirit. Is it okay if you don't return to the sword?"
Although I don’t know what the spiritual world is like now, at least the sword cultivators in the past cherished their spiritual swords very much, and not everyone can possess a sword spirit.
A large number of past memories flooded before his eyes. Tiandao was stunned for a moment but still kept running forward.
The sword spirit spoke casually but with unconcealed pride: "Su Miao doesn't need a sword. She practices the ruthless way. Her spiritual power is high and she doesn't need any help from the outside world."
That's why it was willing to follow Su Miao away in Qiwu City.
It has to find a master anyway, so it might as well find the strongest one.
Tiandao responded softly, he was still slowly digesting the sudden memory.
"Su Miao, you are very strong." The clone grinned and looked at Su Miao with a fiery gaze. He was very interested in the man in front of him.
Su Miao flew up with a sword and pierced the clone with one sword: "You are ugly."
In fact, the clone looks exactly like Tiandao, with equally handsome features, but their auras are different.
Tiandao exuded an aura of inaccessibility, possessing no desires or ambitions. Even though the sword spirit could chat with anyone, most of the time it wouldn't dare approach him. Not to mention the creatures on the mountain, who always submitted to Tiandao.
As for the clone, it was powerful but evil, a fact that could not be changed no matter how it was concealed. A clone was always a clone, and even if it possessed the power of the Heavenly Dao, it could not become the true Heavenly Dao.
The clone dispersed, then condensed again and flew towards Su Miao.
Su Miao dodged and attacked again. The two fought evenly and neither could do anything to the other.
The sword spirit watched anxiously from within the barrier: "How can the clone be so powerful! Su Miao shouldn't have misjudged!"
Ever since Su Miao regained his memory, everything has been developing as planned, except for this clone.
Ten years, I’ve waited for ten years, I can’t lose.
The sword spirit clenched its hands, stuck to the barrier and stared outside intently.
Tiandao opened his eyes after digesting all the memories. A ring sword spirit was forced to fly to his side. Seeing the anger in the sword spirit's eyes, he smiled and said, "I know how to defeat the clone. Are you sure you don't want to listen?"
He is indeed not the Way of Heaven, and his clone outside is not the Way of Heaven either.
The sword spirit flattered and fawned: "Sir, you are a great man and do not bear grudges against villains. Please speak quickly."
Practice makes perfect. Heavenly Dao couldn't help but frown in disdain: "What on earth have you learned from Su Miao?"
The sword spirit proudly began to list: "There are many... cheating, deceiving, and using power to bully others..."
Tiandao: “…”
The sword spirit was about to continue speaking when it saw the person had already flown out. It patted its chest and exhaled heavily: "Fortunately, I have completed Su Miao's instructions..."
Seeing the figure approaching him, the clone reacted and dodged the long sword in disbelief: "Su Miao! You actually used me! How could you use me!"
What's the use of him? She even wanted to kill him! A hint of murderous intent flashed in Su Miao's eyes, but he still withdrew and let the clone escape.
The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the Immortal Mountain returned to its former tranquility. Tiandao took a look and raised his hand to remove the deception. There was no such thing as an Immortal Mountain. They were simply in a cemetery, the central pit of which had been dug up at some point.
It is called a tomb, but in fact it is more like a randomly dug pit with a small pit in the center.
As soon as the barrier was removed, the sword spirit hurriedly flew to Su Miao's side and whispered, "I said this place is weird!"
Su Miao looked at Tian Dao: "Let's go up and talk. The Fallen Angel is gone."
It goes without saying who was buried in the pit in the center.
Facing the mountain breeze, Tian Dao lowered his head in guilt: "When did you realize that I am not Tian Dao?"
After sleeping for many years, he thought he was the way of heaven.
"...The way of heaven is God, and you don't have the breath of God." Su Miao looked down the mountain. The clone trapped him and also trapped her.
Before deciding to embark on the ruthless path, Su Miao had seen a remnant of the fallen angel's soul, so she knew very well what a god should be like.
Having seen God, she understood everything she had to face.
He has the aura of God, but he is not God. Because he is the rules, the rules given birth by heaven and earth.
"I have seen the Lord God, his name is Ser Nian." Su Miao walked down the mountain. This was not the spiritual world she was familiar with, but more like... a parallel world.
Holding the sword tightly in her hand, Su Miao walked faster and faster. She had to go back as soon as possible!
Lord God, Serenian...
Guizhi smiled bitterly and followed Su Miao: "It seems that you have really seen the master."
In fact, the Fallen Angel, who was once the main god, is the master of the rules, while Tiandao is the executor of the rules and a good friend of the Fallen Angel. He once committed the crime of killing Tiandao together with the Fallen Angel.
The Way of Heaven, Mo Xuan.
After exploring the forest for a few days, Su Miao realized that if he wanted to get out, he still had to rely on the rules.
But since this person regained his memory, he has become a different person. He hasn't said a word for several days and spends the whole day either sitting in a daze or staring blankly into the sky.
Once again unable to find an exit, Su Miao patiently sat down next to Guizi: "Are you missing the Fallen Angel?"
She didn't know about their past, but since he could have such an unscrupulous personality by breaking the rules, the two gods must have treated him very well.
As a rule, it can surprisingly have such a childish side. Even though the daily revelry is eye-catching, it is undeniable that the rules have never been constrained.
Guili lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "The master has been dead for hundreds of years. I should have forgotten him..."
Su Miao interrupted him: "Forgot? Do you think he is a sinner, or is it because of his identity as a Fallen Angel?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Guizi raised his head, staring at Su Miao with a pair of red eyes. "Master must have his reasons for doing that!" His voice dropped. "I forgot because this was Master's...last wish. Master doesn't want me to remember all this. I should exist in this world as the Way of Heaven."
After the master died, the secrets about God disappeared with him.
Guili has been thinking about it. He wants to ask Su Miao to erase his memory, but he is reluctant. He is unwilling to forget the past.
But he can no longer go back to the past, his master is dead, and even Tiandao is gone. The master and Tiandao had a deep friendship, and in order to save his master, Tiandao must have paid a great price.
But he didn't remember... He only forgot what happened afterwards.
Rule slowly recounted everything he had experienced. When he mentioned the Fallen Angel, he always paused. He didn't know how to describe it, and was afraid that the words were not worthy of that person. He was even more afraid that he would remember it wrong or say it wrong, which would damage the majesty of that god.
Su Miao sat aside, listening quietly and asking questions from time to time. Although Guili was reluctant, he still answered his questions obediently.
Su Miao stood up and looked down at the rules condescendingly: "According to what you said, the Fallen Angel is not wrong, and you don't need to forget it. Since there is a possibility of his resurrection, you can continue to wait for him."
Rather than being Su Miao's advice, these words reflected the desire she felt from the words of the rules.
He didn't want to forget, he had been waiting, even though he didn't know the truth, even though he might never get there.
The rules opened their mouths, and after a long pause, they finally expressed their hesitation: "But how can I wait? I failed to protect this world, and I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a rule."
Su Miao was not one to comfort others, not to mention that half of the suffering in the spiritual world was caused by him, but she did not blame the rules: "You are the incarnation of heaven and earth, which allows you to wait."
Heaven and earth…Rules repeated these two words, finally cheering himself up, but suddenly sat back down: "Can I change my name?…Can I have a new identity?"
After all, this person was just being stubborn. Su Miao didn't want to persuade him anymore, so he summoned the sword spirit and turned to walk to the other side.
She also had to find her way back, which was more important than the rules of consolation.
When Su Miao came back, she heard Tiandao calling her mother over and over again, and she wished she had not left.
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