Yusha

Chapter 113 Today I Know That I Am Me

Tianwu Dao City, Dan Zongfang District, in the quiet room of the courtyard.

Beside the desk, Miss Qinghe's figure was no longer there, only behind the wide wooden screen, some rustling sounds gradually came out, and when I listened quietly again after a while, it was Miss Qinghe's breathing that became more and more loud. It looked long, and fell asleep on the cloud bed.

After all, it was only at the level of the Qi refining period, Xu Shi had just taught the method, and her spiritual vitality at this moment had been completely exhausted.

Watching all this in silence from the beginning to the end, until now, Chunyu Zhifang snorted coldly, and a rather resentful and mocking voice rang in Chu Weiyang's mind.

"Ha! Little girl, she never forgets to make troubles with others. She has been like this since the first time we met, but I don't think about how much I am, how much my aunt can do, and the mystery of the realm of the womb. Can Xiao Xiao Qi Lian understand?"

Hearing these words, Chu Weiyang burst out laughing instead.

"Miss Zhi, speaking of which, I am also in the realm of Qi Refining..."

In an instant, there was no sound in his mind, and in the silence, Chu Weiyangfu also immersed all his mind in the gist of the wedding dress secret method.

After thinking about it for a long time, along with the secret method of the wedding dress, it emerged in Chu Weiyang's mind, as well as the secret method of penetrating the secluded, as well as the secrets of Yin and Ming and ghosts that Chu Weiyang felt from Zhong Chaoyuan's soul and true spirit. implication.

At the same time, Chunyuzhi no longer thought about the possible existence behind the vague causal relationship, and now she really stopped at the realm of the womb, watching the interweaving of all kinds of Taos and dharmas, listening quietly After observing Chu Weiyang's thoughts and principles, he said these concise gist in a clear voice.

A long time passed.

When Chu Weiyang opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a vast sea of ​​stars hanging in the depths of his empty eyes. When he looked carefully, it was the reflection of the penetrating round mirror in his hand.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang raised his other hand and pressed the ghost talisman on the center of the Tongyou round mirror.

As if hundreds of millions of galaxies complimented the sun, at the moment Liumu and Alchemy touched, Chu Weiyang completely opened the chain of restraint in the ghost talisman.

Swish-!
It seems like a whirling wind, like the whistling of ghosts.

In an instant, a dim but bright spiritual light appeared from the ghost talisman. Before the spiritual light could truly reveal its own majesty, in the same place, the bright light on the Tongyou round mirror turned, and in an instant, As if invisible torrents flowed through the tadpoles, in a short time, it seemed that hundreds of millions of bright lights converged from the mirror surface and turned into a big net, covering Zhong Chaoyuan's soul and true spirit. Then he was tightly imprisoned in the Tongyou round mirror.

But at this moment, what was sealed in the Tongyou round mirror was not the wisps of soul aura that Chu Weiyang had struggled to pull out from the ghost talisman, but a Yin Ming who was standing at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm. The true soul of a law monk!
As early as when he was in the ghost talisman, even if he was tortured to the point of insanity by the secret method of Tongyou before he died, Zhong Chaoyuan relied on instinct and began to refine the ghost talisman restriction with the power of his soul.

At this moment, what sealed Zhong Chaoyuan's soul and true spirit was the talisman array that once cruelly tortured Zhong Chaoyuan.

It seems that those experiences have left an indelible mark on Zhong Chaoyuan's soul.

All of a sudden, a gray-black aura hangs from the Tongyou round mirror, enveloping the wind for no reason, trying to erase the tadpole characters on it, and then break free from the shackles, soaring into the sky with the meaning of Yuanmen's supreme barbarism And rise.

Fortunately, Chu Weiyang used alchemy to smelt this talisman mirror. The tough treasure resisted the initial counterattack, but the violent vibration was still transmitted to Chu Weiyang through the Tongyou round mirror.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Weiyang didn't dare to be negligent, turned his hands, and first picked up a spirit stone, which Chu Weiyang put under his tongue.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang rubbed a pinch of gray-black medicinal powder on his fingertips, and then sprinkled it finely on the flat Tongyou round mirror.

At the same time, the dharma sword hanging on the side of the body sprinkled a long river of sword energy, and the spring sword and the summer sword were intertwined, one inside and one outside, and the fierce murderous intent was not released.

Then, Chu Weiyang flipped through his hands and took out a willow ghost talisman that he had prepared earlier, which contained the soul of a monster in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Touching the ghost talisman in front of him, Chu Weiyang breathed heavily, and the gray-black smoke disappeared in Chu Weiyang's long breath. In an instant, a torrent of faint memories rushed into Chu Weiyang's mind. According to the photo, it was crushed with the sound of a sword, and then, the broken torrent fell into the central channel, and fell straight to the stomach sac.

This time, there was no emotion, no sword intent.

While the stove was burning, those shattered memory fragments were being forged by invisible hammers. In the clash of fire and light, it was Chu Weiyang who was practicing the technique of exercising the ghost and the wedding dress technique—but there were tiny strands of memory. The dim aura of aura hangs down from Chu Weiyang's altar, and as those fragments of memories are smelted, these dim auras gradually blend into it.

I don't know when, when the flames went out, there was only a dim soul aura hanging in the cauldron. When I looked carefully, it was a specious memory phantom——

In a vague way, there are ruins everywhere, a group of hungry children with yellow and thin faces, and a few middle-aged people who are full of sadness all day long, and a bald headed strong man is the leader among them.

That was Chu Weiyang's childhood memory, but it seemed to be different from Chu Weiyang's previous experience.

Xuanzhao's memory phantom seems to be extremely messy and heterogeneous, there is no time, there will be fast forward, there will be interludes and flashbacks.

In a flash by chance, a pale child was lying sickly on the cloud bed, and beside him stood a group of senior monks from Panwangzong, who looked down at the child worriedly for a while. , and then stood up again, whispering some strange words, such as "one body with two souls", "find another body", and "send it somewhere else to leave a way out"...

Then, these messy memories came to an abrupt end at the moment when a group of Sword Sect monks entered the Pan King Sect's mountain gate.

When he opened his eyes again, Chu Weiyang's empty pupils seemed to fluctuate faintly.

He let out a long breath, then held the seal with one hand, and brushed it on the Tongyou round mirror.

The Netherlink Technique can absorb the memory of a person's soul, so practicing the Netherlink Technique in reverse should also be able to give a piece of soul memory to someone else.

Therefore, Zhong Chaoyuan's second life, the source of all his memories, began at the ruined Panwangzong mountain gate.

Perhaps the memory of the past was overwhelming him in a way that Zhong Chaoyuan had never thought of. Suddenly, the tremor of the Tongyou round mirror disappeared a lot.

Chu Weiyang did not try to "weave" that memory to perfection. He even recalled that it was not really equal to the time he had experienced. Sometimes a very long time has passed, it may be just a momentary trance, a certain moment. The profound imprint of the picture, when recalling it again, Xu will teach people to have a beautiful feeling that is actually not quite the same as in the past.

He only needs to teach Zhong Chaoyuan those profound pictures and the trance of a certain moment, and naturally there will be thoughts that spread, weaving the memory to the point of completeness for Chu Weiyang.

On the contrary, the memory is too clear and too real, which makes people feel false and unrealistic.

Moreover, Chu Weiyang never poured all the memories he had woven into Zhong Chaoyuan's soul and true spirit.

The memory that was originally messy was split into several pieces by Chu Weiyang again.

After the first practice of unraveling the ghost and the wedding dress technique, those memory fragments returned to their original owners were well fused together with Zhong Chaoyuan's real soul, looking at the slightly agile soul origin , It seems that the mind and memory should be like this.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Weiyang's eyes fell on a certain tadpole text on the Tongyou Round Mirror. At the moment when the aura appeared, Chu Weiyang used the wedding dress technique as a guide to return this piece of Zhong Chaoyuan to the gate of Lihen Palace. The memory of him is tied to his soul and true spirit.

This time, the aura of the soul did not return to the true spirit, Chu Weiyang simply connected the memory and connected the energy, and even in this process, Chu Weiyang knocked down several dharma seals one after another.

That is the seal pattern recorded in "Tai Yin Tong You Xuan Zhen Bao Jian".

In an instant, from the tadpole text, from the aura of the soul, along with the memory, there was a chain of restraint formed by intertwined seal patterns that rushed to the true soul of Zhong Chaoyuan.

The chain runs through the true spirit, and it is rare that the true soul of Zhong Chaoyuan has never struggled or counterattacked.

The whistling and whimpering wind, at this moment, sounded like a deep breathing coming from the mirror.

One, two, three...

The memories that were once dismantled by Chu Weiyang flowed back like this, only occasionally, Chu Weiyang's smooth movements would stop, and then some memory fragments related to Zhong Chaoyuan's personality cultivation and changes were all lost by Chu Weiyang. Yang carefully selected and eliminated them.

Then, Chu Weiyang replaced the memory fragments he had "woven", or absorbed a monster's aura from the ghost talisman, smashed the memory again, and then filled it in the tadpole text, becoming Zhong Chaoyuan A period of blank memory.

Gradually, Zhong Chaoyuan's soul seemed to be filled with Chu Weiyang's memory. During the process of refining into the mirror, the pain seemed to be healed. He was no longer so crazy, and gradually had brand new ideas and ideas. Thoughts emanated from his true spirit.

At the same time, in Chu Weiyang's alchemy cauldron, the last shards of memory disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a vague and familiar soul sound came out from the precious mirror, and in the dark, it rang again in Chu Weiyang's mind.

"Inside the Xuanming Danding, in the five qi chakras."

"Fight the evil spirits and play the four seasons, control the water and fire and subdue the dragon and the tiger."

"The ancient Yuanmen Sacred Cult is a single-rooted seedling, and now it has been mixed with various patriarchal sects."

"..."

"Jieyun Fajian Yuantai Lingyun Daoguoxu Lord."

Gradually, as the soul sound echoed over and over again, the unique rhyme trembled in Zhong Chaoyuan's soul and true spirit, and then, even the slightest dissonance was melted into a little bit of true spirit like this , it seems to be the same as nature itself.

Long time, long time.

When a ray of spiritual light circled through the mirror.

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded.

"You...I...you are...Chu..."

Before these words could be finished, Chu Weiyang transmitted them to the Xuanzhen Baojian through the treasure vessel's restraining chains with a very sad voice.

"Zhong Chaoyuan! What the hell is going on! Why are you lost in the Dao City of Outer Seas! The fault is not due to the power of cause and effect, which taught me to gather your remnant soul by accident. Collapsing in madness! You...God! Why are there so many sorrows and joys in one day! As for today, Pan Wang Yuanzong is alone and I am left to live alone! Chaoyuan, the elders and the others... all died in the Demon Suppressing Cave!"

When the words fell, in the Xuanzhen treasure mirror, Zhong Chaoyuan's true spirit smelted into the treasure suddenly fell silent from the chaos.

He didn't know why, but at the moment when Chu Weiyang's voice fell, boundless sorrow struck from the depths of his memory, drowning all his thoughts.

He just feels sad.

"Ugh……"
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I don't cultivate good fruits in my life, but only love to kill and set fire.

Suddenly the golden rope was pulled away, and the jade lock was torn off here.

Huh!A letter from the tide on the Qiantang River came, and today I know who I am.

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