The Heaven-shattering: Holding the Jade Disc of Creation

Chapter 140 Yang Yi wakes up (seeking monthly ticket support at the beginning of the month, thank you)

Zhang Shuo felt the mark deep in the soul of the Emperor's son, and a feeling of being able to control everything arose spontaneously.

"Well! With this mark, the prince will never be able to escape, and his soul will be eroded sooner or later. By then..."

Afterwards, Zhang Shuo sacrificed the Jade Disc of Creation and used all the power of the world to activate it. A heavenly sword condensed from the immortal light of Creation appeared in Zhang Shuo's hand.

At this moment, Zhang Shuo, holding the Heavenly Sword, could see the colorful lines on the head of the Emperor's son. He aimed at one of the lines and slashed it.

"Bang!"

The invisible cause and effect was severed, one thread of a double helix was cut, leaving the other.

"That way there won't be any problems!"

After dealing with the matter of the Emperor's son, Zhang Shuo did not leave the Yin-Yang Divine Spring Pool, but looked at a huge pure source in the pool.

In that pure source lay a goddess, with a holy face and extraordinary temperament. She was wearing a plain palace skirt and lay quietly in the source, like a Sleeping Beauty, quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Shuo used his divine sense to feel the goddess' physical condition. With the nourishment of the Yin-Yang Divine Spring, the body of this former Saint of Yao Chi has almost recovered.

Unfortunately, her soul was still in serious condition. The severely damaged soul recovered a little under the nourishment of the repaired body, but it was still in a broken state.

“But it’s normal. If it was just a physical problem, it could have been fixed long ago with the ability of Yuan Tianshi. In the original novel, only Ye Fan was willing to use the juice of the True Dragon Immortality Elixir to revive her.

For such a soul injury, even if I don't have the help of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, I can only rely on the power of the immortality elixir."

Zhang Shuo did not cut open the Pure Source. Instead, he used the power of chaos to carve Taoist patterns on the Pure Source to protect the vitality of his body.

After making preparations to protect the vitality of his physical body, he sacrificed the Jade Disc of Creation and used the power of the Jade Disc to completely remove the remaining soul of Yang Yi.

He then summoned the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, sent Yang Yi's soul into the Disk, and used the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to repair her true spirit.

He also took out a large mass of faith and used the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to transform the faith into the origin of the soul to help make up for the deficiencies in his soul.

After Zhang Shuo's hard work, Yang Yi's soul was finally repaired.

Finally, he took out the Wangchuan Flower, which was taught to Zhang Shuo by the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi. This flower can erase the memory of the user, but Zhang Shuo was a little hesitant.

"Lethe flower, according to legend, grows in hell. The flowers by the river Lethe, the water of Lethe, are about forgetting.

And this Wangchuan flower also has the effect of forgetting all troubles. Although the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi had good intentions, is it really right to make a choice for her without her consent?"

Zhang Shuo looked carefully at the red flower in his hand. It was really beautiful and had an inexplicable magic that made people unable to help but keep their eyes on it and unable to look away.

The flower of Wangchuan River comes in two colors, red and white. The red one is called Lycoris radiata, while the white one is called Mandragora.

The red Lycoris radiata symbolizes "endless love", "separation between life and death", "never meeting again" and "the call from hell".

It is said that Lycoris radiata feeds on the emotions of wandering ghosts in the Lethe River, who are unable to be reborn. For the human soul, the most intense emotion is love.

The lonely ghosts in the Forgotten River have lost the chance of reincarnation. Their resentment is heavier, and their sadness and longing for love are stronger.

Under this extreme emotion, the Forgotten Flower turns bright red like blood. Because it has the ability to absorb emotions, it can strip away all of a person's emotional organs and has the power to forget everything.

Zhang Shuo was very interested in this strange life. He first used his divine sense to carefully examine it and found that this Wangchuan flower contained rich vitality and its medicinal effects were very complete.

It seems to have been carefully cultivated. You should know that the cultivation of this kind of flower requires a lot of emotion and the nourishment of the netherworld energy.

"It seems that the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi put a lot of thought into cultivating this Wangchuan flower. Maybe he used his own emotions to cultivate it."

Zhang Shuo sighed, placed the Wangchuan Flower aside, looked at Yang Yi's soul that had been completely restored, and took her out of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk.

"Spirit is the foundation, flesh is the root, when spirit and flesh unite, vitality emerges..."

Zhang Shuo pinched the Taoist seal with his hands, and injected Yang Yi's soul into her body. He also activated the source technique of the pure source, transforming the essence contained in the source into vitality for creation, constantly replenishing Yang Yi's losses.

After the entire two-meter-high pure source was completely consumed, Yang Yi, who lost the protection of the pure source, was exposed. Zhang Shuo helped Yang Yi, who was about to fall.

At this moment, Yang Yi, who was sleeping, slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were dull for a while, then she gradually came to her senses and looked at Zhang Shuo.

Looking at Zhang Shuo's handsome face, she seemed to see that person in a trance. She reached out and touched Zhang Shuo's cheek, muttering to herself:
"Is it you? Are you back?"

Zhang Shuo remained silent. He knew that Yang Yi had not fully woken up yet, so he could only wait silently for her to wake up.

"No! You're not him, you're not him! I still can't find him!"

After a while, Yang Yi completely sobered up. She didn't make any extreme movements, but was very calm.

She did not take back her hand that was touching Zhang Shuo's cheek, but murmured to herself, her eyes full of sadness.

Zhang Shuo saw this and said slowly: "It is now ten thousand years later. You were sealed in a piece of pure source by the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi. He barely saved your life with his source technique. Now I have spent some money to wake you up."

Hearing this, Yang Yi slowly stood up. She looked at Zhang Shuo in front of her and asked, "Ten thousand years have passed. Is he still here?"

Zhang Shuo shook his head and said slowly: "He was eroded by the curse of Yuan Tianshi's lineage. He is powerless to recover. He did not find a solution in Zishan Mountain and can only barely retain a trace of spiritual intelligence.

Now it has run out of energy and has completely passed away not long ago."

When Yang Yi heard that Zhang Lin had passed away, two lines of tears flowed down her face. The sad tears flowed across her beautiful face, met at her jaw, and dripped onto the ground drop by drop.

The blood-red flowers were stained with tears, becoming even more delicate and beautiful.

"So he's really gone? I don't believe he's so talented. He's such an amazing person, how could he be defeated by a curse? I don't believe it, you must be lying to me!"

Even at this time, Yang Yi did not do anything extreme. She just muttered to herself, unable to accept this cruel fact.

Zhang Shuo did not comfort her. She needed to vent her emotions at this moment. Any comfort would be meaningless. Only if she accepted it herself could she get through this.

Yang Yi's breathing became more and more rapid, her body's aura fluctuated violently, her silver teeth bit her red lips, and a stream of scarlet blood flowed.

The aura of the Great King was dissolved by the Jade Disc of Creation and had no effect on the Yin-Yang Divine Spring.

"Then did he...did he say anything at the last moment? Did he...did he have anything to say to me?" At this moment, Yang Yi had a pleading look on her face, and her eyes were full of panic as she looked at Zhang Shuo.

Zhang Shuo picked up the Wangchuan flower on the ground and handed it to Yang Yi.

"This flower is called the Forgotten River Flower. It has the ability to cut off a person's memory. He asked me to use this flower to cut off your memory. I hope you will not be bound by the past and live well."

Yang Yi's delicate hands trembled as she took the Lethe flower. As she looked at the bright red flower, her tears could not be stopped.

At this moment, the Wangchuan flower was flashing red light, absorbing all of Yang Yi's tears. With the nourishment of her tears, the Wangchuan flower bloomed more and more beautifully.

"Are you this generation's Yuan Tianshi?"

Yang Yi said these words with a questioning tone, but in a positive tone.

Zhang Shuo said: "I am the Yuan Tianshi of this generation, and I am considered the successor of the fifth generation of Yuan Tianshi."

A flash of memory flashed in Yang Yi's eyes. She looked into Zhang Shuo's eyes and asked, "Why didn't you choose to use this Wangchuan flower to strip away my memory!"

Zhang Shuo looked the other person straight in the eye and said, "Memory is very important to people. It is a person's past and a symbol of a person's existence. I don't think anyone can make a choice for her. Should she cut off this memory? Only she herself has the right to decide."

After hearing this, Yang Yi smiled. Her eyes were half curved like amber and her smile made all the flowers fall. She seemed to have let go of something and smiled happily like a young girl.

She held Zhang Shuo's face in her hands, kissed him gently on the forehead, and said, "Thank you! When I was looking for him, I encountered the ancient race in the Purple Mountain and was seriously injured and almost dying.

Finally, in despair, he chose to burn his soul to enhance his own fighting power and die together with the opponent, but unfortunately, the memory ended there.

I know you must have paid a lot, a price that I may never be able to pay back in this lifetime, but I really love him, I love him so much, so let the past me go with him!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuo looked at Yang Yi with somewhat sad eyes, sighed, and did not choose to stop her.

Yang Yi's aura was seen getting stronger and stronger. She held up the Wangchuan flower and spurted out a mouthful of blood from her small mouth.

The Wangchuan Flower, which absorbed the essence and blood, glowed red, and countless scarlet threads wrapped around Yang Yi's brows. She did not stop these threads, but waited quietly for the Wangchuan Flower to work its magic.

She looked at Zhang Shuo at last, the bright red blood staining her lips, and she smiled, "Her beautiful eyes closed in shame, and her red lips parted in laughter."

"From now on, I'll leave her in your care. Don't be like us. You must treat her well because she is really stupid and silly. She really needs someone to entrust her life to.

Since he believes in you, I am willing to believe in you too. I believe in his judgment. I hope you can take good care of her. Farewell, beautiful little one!"

A bright red halo flickered on the silk threads, and countless silk threads were slowly pulled out from the depths of Yang Yi's eyebrows. At the end of the silk threads was a ball of colorful light.

Looking directly at the ball of light, it was as if he saw countless images of memories. These images flashed through Zhang Shuo's mind like a kaleidoscope.

He saw the young Yang Yi and Zhang Lin in it, their acquaintance, their companionship, their separation and reunion. Everything was clearly displayed in front of Zhang Shuo's eyes, like a movie.

In the end, the two stood hand in hand in a sea of ​​red Lycoris radiata. The girl was as beautiful as a fairy, and the boy was handsome and unrestrained. They strolled slowly in the sea of ​​flowers and finally disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​flowers.

After all this was over, Yang Yi slowly fell backwards. Zhang Shuo immediately stepped forward and held her in his arms. In her hand, a bright seed was born in the middle of the Wangchuan flower.

Zhang Shuo looked at Yang Yi, whose face was peaceful, and used his spiritual sense to sense her condition. Yang Yi was in good condition, without any injuries, and was very healthy.

Zhang Shuo suddenly understood the meaning of Yang Yi's last words. He looked at the Wangchuan flower in Yang Yi's hand and took out the seed.

The moment the seed was taken out, the gorgeous Forgetful Flower turned into a red light and disappeared into the air.

Zhang Shuo was stunned for a moment, looking at the seeds in his hand, and muttered to himself: "The past will eventually pass away, and the new life is just the beginning! From now on, there will no longer be the former Yao Chi Saint - Yang Yi, only the living Yunmeng Heavenly Palace - Yang Yi!"

Zhang Shuo returned to Yunmeng Palace with Yang Yi in his arms. He met Yan Ruyu, who looked at Yang Yi in Zhang Shuo's arms and asked:
"My husband, who is this goddess in your arms?"

Zhang Shuo looked at Yan Ruyu with a strange look in his eyes and said, "Her name is Yang Yi. She was once the Saint of Yaochi Holy Land. She fell in love with the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi. Later, the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi disappeared in Zishan because of the curse of Yuan Tianshi's lineage.

In order to find the other party, Yang Yi went to Zishan alone, and was later severely injured and sealed by the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi who was deeply infected by the power of the curse.

Now, the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi has passed away. He taught me a Wangchuan flower to occupy Yang Yi's memory.

I didn't use it, I gave it to Yang Yi and let her make her own choice, and now it has become like this."

Yan Ruyu listened to this story and was moved by these two people who loved each other deeply. He looked at Yang Yi, whose face was peaceful in Zhang Shuo's arms, and said:

"So who is she now?"

Zhang Shuo also looked at Yang Yi and said to Yan Ruyu: "The former Yao Chi Saint Yang Yi has followed the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi. The Yang Yi here is Yang Yi from Yunmeng Heavenly Palace."

Yan Ruyu immediately understood what Zhang Shuo meant. She took Yang Yi over and looked at Zhang Shuo.

"Yes! Yu'er knows. From now on, Yang Yi is Yang Yi of Yunmeng Palace. Husband, don't worry. Yu'er will take good care of her.

Judging from her aura, she is a great king. It seems that our Yunmeng Palace will have another powerful helper."

After Zhang Shuo handed Yang Yi to Yan Ruyu, he did not stay in the Yunmeng Palace, but came to the deepest part of the earth veins of the ancient chaotic continent.

There is a chaotic space here, filled with various complex emotions, as well as negative forces such as resentment, curses, and hatred.

Zhang Shuo threw the Wangchuan flower seeds in his hand directly into this space. As soon as the seeds entered the space, they instantly absorbed all the emotions around them.

A beautiful red Lycoris radiata bloomed, its roots deeply penetrated into this chaotic space. Under the nourishment of the surrounding emotions, one red Lycoris radiata after another bloomed.

In an instant, a beautiful sea of ​​red flowers appeared in this space. The harsh environment around it and this extremely beautiful sea of ​​flowers created an extreme contrast.

The most beautiful flowers bloom in the darkest places. Perhaps this is the charm of the Forgotten Flower.

Zhang Shuo took out a black jade bead and released all the Yin energy inside. Not only did the large amount of Yin energy not affect the beautiful sea of ​​flowers, but it actually promoted the growth of the flowers.

Finally, Zhang Shuo released the Yellow Spring River that Yan Ruyu and other women had collected in the emperor's bedroom. The gurgling Yellow Spring flowed in this space, surrounding the two banks of the Yellow Spring.

The flowers of the Forgotten River are in full bloom, constantly showing their charm, as if attracting something.

(End of this chapter)