Nine Turns of Chaos

Chapter 977 Empty Memory
When Xiao Hong was just born, he already had the realm of the Second Heaven of Longevity, and he looked as cute as a porcelain doll.

And less than half a year after Xiao Hong was born, Qingxuan gave birth to another daughter for Xiao Lingyu, who was named Xiao Ni by Xiao Lingyu.

Xiao Ni is also in the second realm of longevity, she looks like her mother Qingxuan with delicate features.

Although Xiao Hong and Xiao Ni have the cultivation base of the second level of longevity, they have no experience at all, let alone the slightest experience in fighting, and have never actively cultivated, so they actually do not have any combat power, and they are even born like ordinary babies. After that, I cried loudly.

Now that he is also a father, Xiao Lingyu is also filled with embarrassment while being happy.

Seeing Xiao Hong and Xiao Ni's cute looks, Jiang Lanshang, Anya, Jiang Lanyue, and Yue Ru were all a little envious. Jiang Lanshang even bluntly asked Xiao Lingyu to give her a baby as soon as possible. Only Linger Quiet as always.

Linger is not in a hurry to have a child. What is more important for her right now is to improve her strength, but she is too special. She can only improve by devouring phantoms. She has searched countless jade slips, but she has not been able to find them. Information about the Phantom of the Longevity Realm.

Unable to withstand the aggressiveness of his wives, Xiao Lingyu had a very hard time. Except for Linger, the other four wives were all pregnant with his children under his hard work. He could only sigh... It is not easy to feed such a large family.

In the blink of an eye, another hundred years have passed, Xiao Hong and Xiao Ni are now three or four-year-old children, they circle around Xiao Lingyu all day long, and do not give Xiao Lingyu a chance to practice alone.

"Father, why are there stars in the sky?"

"Father, what are we living for?"

"Father, can you pick some of the stars and put them on my clothes?"

"Father, mother said that you are the most powerful person in the world. Is there someone more powerful than you?"

Of course, he would love his own children. Xiao Lingyu was tortured by his sons and daughters. Facing their children's strange questions and whimsical ideas, he realized that his knowledge was not very good.

As for Miaoying and Qingxuan, watching Xiao Lingyu's embarrassment all the time, secretly laughing.

Xiao Lingyu didn't let his children practice the Nine-Turn Chaos Art like himself, because this way of cultivation was too dangerous, he just let his children practice ordinary exercises, which might make his children mediocre, but Is mediocrity not a kind of happiness?
What made him helpless was that Qingxuan and Miaoying told their children too much about their father's heroic deeds, and planted the seeds in their young hearts that they must become strong.

The most important thing is that when these two children are practicing, they always modify their exercises to a mess. If Xiao Lingyu hadn't been watching them all the time, they might have killed themselves not long after they started practicing.

Children are sometimes very timid, but sometimes they are also surprisingly courageous. They are too curious, so they often make some unexpected situations.

Every time there was an accident, Xiao Lingyu had no choice but to abolish the original cultivation techniques of his children and let them practice again, but gradually he got some inspiration from these two children of his.

"Break and then build, is it breaking everything that was originally there?"

"But after all, I have the current level of cultivation. It is not difficult to break the original ones, but the method of the Nine-turn Chaos Art has been deeply implanted in my soul. How can I break its influence on me?"

"I'm not like these two children. They can break up at will. After all, they have been practicing for a while and have strong plasticity."

"What's the difference between me and these two children... Could it be that they have very little soul memory? Or they are simply a blank sheet of paper, so they can scribble on it at will?"

Xiao Lingyu felt that he seemed to be grasping something gradually, and he continued to deduce it further along his own thoughts.

In the end, Xiao Lingyu came to an unbelievable and unacceptable derivation, that is, his own Nirvana, which must be based on forgetting everything.

Only by breaking everything before, will he be as creative as his child, and be able to achieve the effect of Nirvana and rebirth.

This seemingly absurd derivation seems to be very reasonable, and it also corresponds to the guidance of ancestor Hongjun.

But if you really try it like this, the price will be too high, and there will be great danger.

Forgetting the past is actually very simple, you just need to erase your soul memory.

But if you can't quickly achieve the purpose of creation after you "broke", it will be extremely difficult to restore your memory.

After much deliberation, Xiao Lingyu finally made up his mind to give it a try.

However, he invited Anya to his room and said, "I've already let go of my mind, you come and copy my soul memory."

Anya looked very surprised, and said in disbelief: "Why?"

Xiao Lingyu said: "For the sake of cultivation, I have fallen into a bottleneck, and only this method may allow me to find an opportunity to break through."

Anya frowned, and said, "What kind of method is this? Under the loss of memory, you are as ignorant as a newborn child, and you have completely lost your previous cultivation experience. How can you make a breakthrough?"

Xiao Lingyu smiled bitterly, and said: "This is just a guess of mine. Although it may not be successful, you have to try to be reconciled. Even if you can't break through, you just need to return my soul memory."

Anya still worried and said: "The disappearance of soul memory will also reduce your current realm to zero. I may return the content of soul memory to you at that time, but your realm is much higher than mine. I can't copy the content of those realms. If you don't make a breakthrough, your realm will drop a lot. If you drop too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to control your skills, and you might explode and die For the sake of cultivation, it is not worth taking such a big risk, right? In case you have any troubles, what should you do with this big family?"

Xiao Lingyu shook his head and said: "I have been thinking about this question for a long time. When you copy my soul memory, I will first imprison my Nascent Soul, so that there will be no danger of exploding my body. If If I can’t make a breakthrough this time, the big deal is that I will waste some more time to regain my own realm, and then release the imprisonment of Nascent Soul.”

Anya didn't quite understand Xiao Lingyu's current situation, so she didn't know how to persuade her. She nodded and said, "Okay. Your luck has always been good, so you should be fine this time."

After Anya copied her soul memory, Xiao Lingyu had already sealed her Nascent Soul, and then emptied her soul memory without hesitation.

The moment he emptied his memory, he inevitably fell into a coma.

With no consciousness and no memory, he just fell asleep like that, but it seemed that he would never wake up.

This situation was in Xiao Lingyu's previous calculations. After he fell into a coma for a few days, Anya, who was protecting the law next to him, tried his best to shake his soul golden bead.

After all, Anya's cultivation base was not high, even if she tried her best, she would never be able to cause the slightest damage to Xiao Lingyu's soul gold bead, and it was already extremely powerful after shaking it.

After attacking for nearly two hours, Anya finally woke up Xiao Lingyu.

After waking up, Xiao Lingyu's eyes were dull, his face was blank, he forgot everything about him, and he didn't show any expression when he looked at Anya.

He just lay on a bed in a daze, motionless.

Without memory, I naturally lost my language ability, my mind went blank, I didn't know anything, let alone what to do.

(End of this chapter)