ninety thousand miles

Chapter 691 Memory
Wen Guying's eyes swept across the broken ice, and he saw different versions of himself in them.

He asked, "Where is the monk who came in with me? Is he here at this moment?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the person in the broken ice had changed to Li Chuan.

Many Li Chuans were either being chased by spirit beasts or trapped in numerous traps, jumping around, and occasionally being chased by monks. Only a few of them were walking steadily.

Hong Ling said, "Don't lie to me. What kind of cultivator is he?"

The different Li Chuans in the broken ice suddenly looked up at the sky, and then took out the Tianyin pot.

"Then in the eyes of the True Immortal, what is the path he takes and the way he seeks?" Wen Guying asked.

"I can't see clearly." said Hong Ling.

"Even the real immortals can't see clearly?" Wen Guying asked.

"Yes." Hong Ling replied, "I can feel Tiansu's aura on him, and the Bodhi beads on his wrist are the magic weapon that Tiansu asked me to refine, and the Bodhi beads have been re-refined... It's as if Tiansu borrowed his body to bring the magic weapon back to me. But this is just an appearance. The power he uses makes me feel strange and terrifying. And Tiansu's power is guiding him to feel and recognize that terrible power."

"So I can't tell where he came from, nor do I know where the road he is taking will lead to." Hong Ling floated forward for a distance, and she said: "What I can't see clearly, Daizong Wengxian can't see clearly either. They will only think that Tiansu left some tricks on him before he fell."

"Why did the True Immortal refuse Daizong's solicitation?" Wen Guying asked.

"He and I are different." Hong Ling said, and soon she explained, "Both he and I are not human, which may be the only thing in common between us. After ascending to heaven, it is completely meaningless what your origin is. What he wants to do is not of interest to me, and it is even contrary to my wishes, so I will not form an alliance with him."

She said: "When the gods and demons were in great trouble, I was willing to help, not because I had a close relationship with Tiansu. Not really. But I agreed with his decision at the time, so I helped."

"I understand." Wen Guying said.

He suddenly heard the sound of a kettle. The familiar, gentle and soft sound of a kettle echoed in the magnificent space.

After listening to the pot sound for a while, Hong Ling suddenly said, "I understand."

Before Wen Guying could ask, she said, "That's not Tiansu in this life."

Hong Ling floated back to Wen Guying and said, "Did you remember everything I told you just now?"

Wen Guying said: "I remember. But I still have a few questions."

"Go ahead." said Hong Ling.

"What kind of magic weapon is that string of Bodhi beads? Why does it undergo the phenomenon of unity after approaching the Luoxia Secret Realm?" Wen Guying asked.

Hong Ling said, "I cannot answer your first question yet. As for your second question, when I was traveling in the mortal world, I cast a spell on it to prevent it from being discovered by Daizong Wengxian. You can think of it this way: the part of it that is revealed in the world is only one ten-thousandth, or even one hundred thousandth of it. After it got close to the Luoxia Secret Realm, the spell began to fail, and so there was the 'reunification' you mentioned. Just like you, you who have been split into countless clones will also reunite as one."

"What about the others?" Wen Guying asked.

Hong Ling didn't say anything.

Wen Guying understood what she meant and said, "Then I can really lift the sword."

"Any other questions?" Hong Ling asked.

"Why did you separate us when he and I came in together?" Wen Guying asked.

"I need someone to walk here. I also need someone to go to Yingfengtai." Hong Ling replied, "I sensed that the Bodhi beads were on him. So I expected that he could bring the Bodhi beads to Yingfengtai. But... I didn't think that he was not even a cultivator." "He can get there." Wen Guying said.

"Maybe." Hong Ling did not comment. She asked again: "Any more questions?"

"There are many more, but... let's leave it for next time." Wen Guying said.

"Let's get started." The red spiritual energy spread among the broken ice...

……

In an instant, countless memories passed through countless time and space, overlapped with each other through the refraction of broken ice, and continued to merge and disperse in the brilliant and magnificent light.

Almost every time, he trapped the demon spirit, using various methods, his body, the Tianqi Sword, and once he even used the entire Wuhui Ferry. He also paid a price, and it was good that his body was broken into pieces. Or he could just mend it and use it. While thinking this, he saw that the demon spirit chose to give up a few times. Because the demon spirit gave up, he actually took more time to enter this magnificent space.

It is indeed useful.

The red spiritual energy gently caressed his body and soul, and Wen Guying felt that countless of him were beginning to become one.

He seemed to pass through different doors and his memories at the same moment.

The first time I stood in front of the gate of the Four Gods Temple; the countless days and nights of deep contemplation by the Little Mirror Lake; the experience of going down the mountain and making many friends...

Those memories flowed vividly in his heart.

He felt his soul becoming more concentrated and his body gradually recovering.

Looking back over two hundred years, it’s just a moment.

Wen Guying was ready to wake up. After talking with Hong Ling, he already knew what to do. Although he could not confirm that Hong Ling was really Ying Feng Zhenxian, his intuition told him that Hong Ling had no ill will towards him.

That's enough.

Time and space began to contract, and he was ready to wake up. Suddenly, an extremely long memory gushed out and drowned him in an instant.

Recalling the past, a dream lasts for ten thousand years.

He stood up from the endless river of memory.

After waking up from that dream, everything he saw was completely different from the past. But... it was just a dream. He gained a lot of knowledge in his dream, and then he reconfirmed that knowledge in reality. He saw many battles in his dream, so he tried to use those incredible moves in actual combat...

In the end, he chose to walk the path again because it was just a dream.

But now, the memory of ten thousand years seemed to have broken its seal and became vivid. The vague details of the past, as if hidden by the fog, were all revealed.

Wen Guying looked at the scene in the river and saw the Tai Su domain. Through the eyes of the owner of memory, he understood that it was an earth-shaking battle.

The question that I had never dared to think about deeply finally surfaced - who is the owner of the memory?

At least he is an immortal.

Then, who is he Wen Guying?
(End of this chapter)