In the center of the spiritual platform sat a figure, eyes closed, beautiful, with a hint of enchantment between the eyebrows. She was only wrapped in a layer of light gauze that was barely visible, which made people yearn for her infinitely.
This is the real Bo Yu, a demon woman who practices the art of furnace and cauldron.
Xu Manhong shook her head slightly, trying not to pay attention to the other person's physical features, otherwise she would be confused. She cast her eyes on the little man in the other person's palm, who looked ordinary, without much magic.
This is Tangyuan.
There is no concept of distance and size in the spiritual platform. Everything is a concrete product of the outside world reflected here. Xu Manhong stepped out and stood in front of Tang Yuan. At this moment, she also turned into a little person.
When she looked up again, Bo Yu's figure had disappeared, replaced by a torn and folded face. Their eyes were closed, calm and peaceful, both men and women, young and old.
This. Is this the soul?
Xu Manhong took a half step back, her face full of disbelief, and a bad guess came to her mind.
"Are these all spirits? You're crazy. There's more than just one reincarnation."
Stay calm, stay calm no matter what happens.
Xu Manhong suppressed her inner doubts and looked at Tang Yuan again. At this moment, the other party was also looking at her. His eyes were slightly dull, obviously still under the effect of the soul-soothing potion.
At least the calming potion still works.
"Can you show me around here?" Xu Manhong made the request like a friend. This is the most commonly used technique in soul searching.
Having the master lead the way can reduce a lot of resistance, which is why the calming potion is used.
Tang Yuan shook his head slightly and refused: "No."
This rejection made Xu Manhong almost want to turn around and run away, thinking that the other party still had subjective consciousness.
She gritted her teeth and asked again, "Why?"
"There is a scary person. I don't dare to go in." Tang Yuan raised his head slightly and looked at the face in the sky. "Everyone has a person in his heart, a very scary person."
"This is your place, and people are just memories." Xu Manhong used her own strength to slightly influence the other party, turning it into words of encouragement.
"You can do it, take me to see it."
".Okay, where do you want to look?"
"All about Li Changsheng."
"All?" Tang Yuan tilted his head slightly and smiled for a moment, "Everything here is about him, which one do you want to see?"
As soon as the voice fell, the illusory face in the sky began to change, turning into scattered fragments. Inside were Fan Yong's memories, all of which were blood.
There was a swordsman flying across the sky, running among flying bloody heads.
"Lü Changzhi of the Sword Sect, I am now following the order of the Supreme Lord to kill eighteen generations of you and destroy your inheritance."
There was an old man looking up to the sky and laughing, waving a broken sword. Every move he made killed people, and every move drew blood.
"Today, we will use the Sword Sect's ten thousand-year-old foundation to usher in the second era of peace in the world."
An ordinary Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe stained half red and half white by blood, holding an ancient sword, stood with corpses strewn all over the ground.
The Taoist said: "This year is a year of great famine, the world is in chaos, there is no one in the world to hold up the sky, I will raise my hand. You thieves in troubled times should be killed! You should be destroyed! You should be punished!"
Tang Yuan pointed at the Taoist priest whose blood had stained half the sky, pushed Xu Manhong, and said, "It's him. Only if you kill him will everything be resolved. I, Bo Yu, and everyone else will be resolved."
Xu Manhong was pushed forward half a step. The Taoist's half-closed eyes turned his head and looked at her. It was clearly a memory, but it made people feel as if they were there.
"You want to do something rash too?"
Xu Manhong's mind collapsed in an instant, and he opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream.
"ah!!!!!"
The sound spread throughout the operating room. The monks around were stunned for a moment, and then the two monks closest to them attacked Xu Manhong at the same time. They pressed her to the ground and locked her Great Circulation.
She struggled desperately, shouting madly:
"Can't save him, can't save him, absolutely can't save him!"
(End of this chapter)
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