Mecha Wings

The endless sea of ​​pear blossoms all around disappeared.

Yun Changyuan seemed to be in a void, there was nothing around him, only the road leading to the grave under his feet.When she turned around, she couldn't even see the water unicorn, not only could she not see it, but she couldn't sense it at all.

Her primordial spirit seemed to have been washed and washed by the rain. After the rain, the sea of ​​consciousness was almost transparent. Standing where she was, she felt that her whole body was empty.When she reached the location of the grave, Yun Changyuan found a figure appearing in front of her.

That was a ray of primordial spirit left by Immortal Feisheng in the sky world.

Because there is only a ray of primordial spirit left, Yun Changyuan can't see the appearance of the immortal at all, she just feels that the person in front of her is like a luminous body, just a ray of primordial spirit makes people feel extremely powerful, but she doesn't panic And fear, let her inexplicably get a little close.

But the next moment, a gust of wind blew up out of thin air, causing her already tattered clothes to fly wildly, Yun Changyuan's face changed slightly, she had a lot of magical treasures and medicines in her Qiankun bag, but she had no clothes. In the sword array, the body armor was broken and torn, and although she used a lot of spiritual energy to repair it, she is not a craftsman, and she has no time to sew and mend it, so the recovery of the body armor is also limited , now blown by the wind, a large area of ​​snow skin was exposed.

The wind was very cold, and the spiritual energy body shield seemed to be unable to block the cold wind at all. The coldness was blown on her body like a knife soaked in water, causing goose bumps to appear on her skin, and her hairs stood on end.

The wind was very strong, and the surrounding area was originally empty, and the wind blew a large number of flower petals out of thin air.They were piled up on top of the tombs, burying all three graves. Not only were the tombs invisible, but the tombstones were also completely covered, covering them tightly.

The cold wind made her hair messy and a layer of frost formed on her body.The cold penetrated through the skin, soaked into her bones, and froze her whole heart.

Da Neng had never been ill in the Nascent Soul Stage, but now he was dizzy and hot from the cold.She also had two lines of snot, and she was really embarrassed, but the other party was an immortal soul, even if there was only one wisp, she couldn't stop it, even if the aura was running to the extreme at this moment.She still couldn't resist the cold, she couldn't stop the tears and snot from her nose, and when she flowed out, she almost froze into an ice pick. She was originally a gorgeous beauty, but she was so cold that she looked terrible.

Just then.The immortal primordial spirit suddenly said, "I thought you were a person who was devoted to the Tao and had no desires or desires. I didn't expect it to be the formation of killing the heart and forgetting the feelings!"

Yun Changyuan was originally dizzy from the cold, but the words of the immortal made her eyelids twitch, "Putting heart and forgetting emotion?"

"The people who set up the formation have cultivated well. If it weren't for the deep obsession in their hearts, they might have already become immortals." The immortal sighed, "It's been 10 years. No one in the sky world has ascended. It's not because of their lack of cultivation. It's because There are too many selfish desires in my heart."

The immortal's voice suddenly became low, "I've been waiting for so long, but I haven't found a real successor."

Cultivating immortals focuses on cultivating the mind, but the current monks have already forgotten the fundamentals.

Looking around, those Nascent Soul stage monks who were looking for the entrance to the secret realm in the deep sea, those so-called top-level powerhouses in the sky world, their hearts have long been dirty in order to improve their cultivation base, and the descendant of Tinghai Tower , is dominated by hatred, and his heart has been distorted and dusty.

How can such a person soar, how can he take on the important task of maintaining the Three Thousand Realms?

The Immortal Primordial Spirit sighed faintly. He looked at the three graves, and suddenly sat directly on the petal-covered graves.

He was not born with one heart and one mind without any distractions.

It's just that he broke through the world of mortals later, let go of the past, and finally survived the thunder calamity of ascension and became a real immortal. He was no longer restricted by his lifespan, and he could be considered to have obtained the longevity that others dream of.But the years are long, and he travels through the three thousand worlds alone, seeing all kinds of life, but there are some thoughts in his heart that he shouldn't have.

He has lived too long and feels lonely.

He will think of the past, think of the past, think of the people and things he put down.Obviously, he has survived the catastrophe through untold hardships in the past, and has been freed from the suffering. He has withstood all kinds of temptations and tests, but he never thought that he would lose to time.The people in his memory popped up in his mind from time to time, people and things from how long ago, but they became clearer day by day, clearer day by day, causing his calm heart to stir up waves again.

He doesn't want to live forever.

He doesn't even want to be a fairy anymore.

He thought of being an ordinary mortal in the three thousand worlds where there is no cultivation and no pursuit of longevity, even if it is in the demon world or the beastman world, he is willing to be a little beast with simple thoughts. He just wants to be ordinary. In life, there are love and hatred, joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and the most important thing is to have a fiery heart.

But he can't leave yet. Before he leaves, he has to find a successor.

If after 10 years, there is not a monk in the firmament world ascending, then the inheritance of the secret realm he left behind will be opened, and suitable successors will be selected for him to cultivate.However, now that someone came in, she was not a person who was devoted to the Tao. She just forgot the hot emotions in her heart and the most important person in her heart because of the Sin Xin Wang Qing array.

It is impossible for such a person to become a fairy if he is addicted to human love.

Such a person is not the person he is looking for.

But his consciousness spread all over the sky, and he didn't find the person he was looking for.

With a slight sweep, you can see the conspiracy of killing and seizing treasures everywhere, even righteous monks have a strong smell of blood on their bodies, and he can't hide these from him.

The monks at the beginning cultivated the heart and immortals, but now the monks only cultivate the body, and what they are constantly improving is only their own strength.His primordial spirit sat on the pile of flowers, silently looking at the embarrassed woman in front of him, he didn't speak any more, just looked at her silently.

At this moment, Yun Changyuan stood in the same place blankly. There were only five words in her mind that kept echoing, "Puxin Wangqing Formation, Punishing Heart Wangqing Formation..."

What formation is that?

As the name suggests, it means forgetting love?What did she forget?Where did you forget it?Why do you forget?forgot who?

Yun Changyuan couldn't stop thinking about it, thinking about it all the time, although it was still chilly around her, sweat was dripping from her forehead.She held her head in her hands and had a splitting headache, but she still couldn't remember what she had forgotten.

"My wife is buried in this grave." Immortal Yuanshen said suddenly, looking down at the grave bag under him.

Tinghailou belonged to the big sect of cultivation at that time, and he was also an excellent disciple of Tinghailou. The head of the sect betrothed his daughter to him and became his Taoist companion.His wife's cultivation aptitude is not high, and the relationship between them, in his opinion, is probably not deep, but every time he comes out of closed-door training, he will find her waiting at the door, from an innocent and bright girl to a An old woman with frosty hair...

He wholeheartedly said that he shouldn't be fettered by love, but he was young at that time, so there was nothing he could do about it.

Until one day, he came out of closed doors again, and did not see that familiar person standing in front of him.Her cultivation base is not high, and she tried many methods to prolong her life, but she didn't wait for him.

He pointed at the grave on the far right, "My master is buried in that grave."

He is an orphan, and it was his master who picked him up to raise him, taught him the principles of life, and made him an upright person.The masters at that time were not the same as they are now. They not only taught their disciples how to practice Dharma, but also taught them to have a clear heart.His master died of old age, and there was still a smile on his face when he sat down.

Immortal Yuanshen waved his hand again, and the petals on the middle tomb bag were flying all over the sky, and the tomb bag was split from the middle, and the inside was not a coffin, but a rectangular lacquered wooden box.

"Since you are able to come here, it is considered fate, I will give you that thing. Go and get it yourself!"

After he finished speaking, seeing Yun Changyuan still standing there with a painful expression, he sighed slightly and said, "If you don't want to forget, you will always remember."

Just like him, he had obviously forgotten, but after a long period of loneliness, he remembered the person he had forgotten.

The woman stood in front of him with almond eyes and pink cheeks, as delicate and charming as a begonia in full bloom.

The woman's eyes were like water, and the long wait wiped away her youthfulness, making her like an orchid, ethereal and noble.

When she was young, when she was old, those pictures suddenly became clear, and she became vivid in his heart after 10,000+ years, how ridiculous and sad it is...

If you don't want to forget, you will always remember.

Yun Changyuan suddenly thought of Chang'an, and thought of how he rushed forward desperately and called her mother at the beginning.

Is what she forgot related to Chang'an?

After returning, she wanted to hear what Chang An said about his mother.

Thinking of this, Yun Changyuan's mood became a little more stable, and at this moment, the immortal said: "Take it away, someone is coming..."

Yun Changyuan took a step forward, she bent down to pick up the box, but due to a miscalculation, the force was slightly off, Yun Changyuan almost dodged when she picked it up, her face was flushed, and her fingers were almost thrown by the box suppressed.

Too heavy!

She is a monk in the late stage of Yuanying, and it is easy to split mountains and rocks. She did not expect to be knocked down by a box. What happened to it!

"Hahaha……"

The immortal who is said to have no desires and desires actually laughed out loud, looking very happy.

Yun Changyuan rolled his eyes silently, this time she used her spiritual energy to fetch it, although it was much easier, but it was still so heavy that she had to suffocate her strength.When she opened the box, she found that there was only a piece of sword tip inside.

The tip of the sword is only three inches long, but it is so heavy, and it is unknown what material it is made of.

"It is the sword of Wangqing, my former sword." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

ps: This article is different from the setting of male cultivators. Those who are not high in cultivation are regarded as immortals...so no one has ever become immortal in the cultivation world where Zhang Yuan is located!

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