Chapter Nine Hundred and Thirty-Nine: Mokong Mountain
Chapter 938 Lost Memories (Third Update)
Tian Yizi bowed slightly, bowed his hands and said with an apologetic smile, "I made an appointment with the sect leader to compete in a sword fight, but unfortunately I have been bothered by many chores recently, and I have been delaying it again and again. I hope the sect leader will forgive me."
Gucheng said coldly, "It's okay. I happened to be in retreat a few days ago. If it's a small matter, just send a few disciples to deal with it. Chief Lao will do it himself. Could it be that something big happened these days?"
Tian Yizi could guess without any calculation that when the Eastern and Western armies invaded, the ghost kings and demon kings came to help, but the mad demon sect leader was not seen. The opponent must be in seclusion. At this moment, he couldn't help but smile, "
It’s not a big deal, it’s just that the sect master is finally going to achieve enlightenment, I would like to congratulate you.”
A faint smile appeared on Gucheng's cold face, like ice cracking, "It seems that I can't hide anything from you. However, you and I have different paths between immortals and demons. If I go to the demon world, it means that you have more immortal worlds."
An enemy, what is there to congratulate?"
Tian Yizi smiled and said, "That will happen in the future. After all, at this moment, you and I are still fellow Taoists. If my fellow Taoists ascend, I should congratulate myself."
Gucheng smiled faintly, "Okay, I will accept the congratulations from the Taoist Priest. If the Taoist Priest is ready, then draw the sword." After saying that, the five fingers of his right hand spread out, and the black flames rolled under the palm of his hand, transforming into a magic sword.
When he held a three-meter-long jet-black sword in his hand, a pillar of black fire suddenly surged through his body.
Tian Yizi held up his palm, and a pure white flying sword floated lightly two feet above the ground. He held it in his hand. Just when the true energy on the sword was about to flourish, he accidentally glanced at it from the corner of his eye.
When we arrived at a stone bridge between the cliffs in the distance, there was a tall and graceful girl hiding behind a pine tree, with a pair of beautiful eyes looking at this side curiously.
Tian Yizi couldn't help but be stunned, how could this girl look so familiar... His thoughts suddenly drifted over, and he was surprised that this girl was not the girl he had brought to his mountain gate a few months ago.
The girl's spirit was shocked and she fell into a coma, so he sent her to the Tianxin Pool for cultivation. Unexpectedly, there was a natal divine beast living in the girl's body, and it was the strongest five-clawed golden dragon among the natal divine beasts. The golden dragon sucked up the Tianxin Pool.
After absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it showed its true state under the urging of the owner's consciousness, and took its owner away in the clouds. From then on, it disappeared without a trace. Unexpectedly, it would meet him tonight at Mokong Mountain.
Naturally, Tian Yizi remembered how anxious Yixingzi was after the girl flew away, and his affection for the girl was indeed deep. Moreover, when things turned out like this, Tian Yizi also felt that a large part of the responsibility lay with him, and he couldn't help but feel that he was responsible.
Feeling guilty, he immediately dispersed the true energy on the sword, looked at the girl from a distance and asked, "I'm just taking the liberty of asking, sect master, does the sect master know that girl over there?"
Gucheng's spiritual thoughts moved back, and then he found Huangfu Liyue who was hiding in the distance and peeking. He frowned slightly. When did she hide there? She was so focused on the sword fight that she didn't even notice. In this case,
There's nothing we can do about it.
Gucheng then lowered his gaze and said, "Since it's a sword competition, it doesn't matter if there is one more spectator next to you. If the Taoist Master doesn't mind, you and I can just stop there, so that I don't have to rebuild the mountain gate again."
Tian Yizi clearly heard that the tone of the other person's last sentence was a bit unnatural, and it was so unlike the words coming from the mouth of the Mad Demon Sect Master. When had he ever cared about his own mountain sect? As far as he knew, he and the Ghost King were separated from each other.
I don’t know how many times I have destroyed my own mountain gate through competition.
Tian Yizi's heart moved slightly. Although he didn't want to interfere in other people's private affairs, he still asked because of Lin Chen, "I dare to ask again, what is the relationship between the sect leader and this girl?"
Gucheng was stunned for a moment, and was a little surprised that Tian Yizi would ask this question. He frowned and said calmly, "We are just friends. Do you have any questions, Master Taoist?"
Tian Yizi shook his head and said with a smile, "No, then just follow what the sect leader said, you and I can click as far as we can. With the hand behind his back, he flicked his little finger, and an imperceptible breath enveloped him.
A small jade charm flew out quietly in the clouds and mist
Gucheng nodded, and the two of them made a gesture of invitation at the same time. Then a clear light and a black flame bounced up at the same time, suddenly flashing in mid-air and colliding together.
In the cave in the back mountain of Tianxing Sect, Lin Chen spent half a day integrating all the magic weapons in the cave into Yuanshen. Since he was leaving anyway, he couldn't leave these things here to give others an advantage.
Thousands of magic weapons almost filled up the space in Lin Chen's soul. I am afraid that Lin Chen is the first monk in history whose soul has been filled with magic weapons.
After collecting all the magic weapons in the cave, Lin Chen returned home and slowly walked into his sister's bedroom. He looked at the familiar room, with large and small stuffed animals on the bedside, and neatly hung in the closet.
Looking at the girl's clothes, the cartoons on the table, and the computer with a layer of dust on it, a sudden sadness surged in my heart. Maybe all of this would really become a memory forever.
If Xiao Qian is really the princess of the Demon Palace, after she recovers her memory, even if she still admits that she is her brother, she will never return to the life of a human being or a junior high school girl. The Xiao Qian she once was,
The sister who lifted the quilt to wake her brother up every morning, who prepared dinner every night and waited for her brother to come home, who forcibly took off his brother's dirty clothes and threw them into the washing machine, has disappeared forever.
Lin Chen leaned on the cabinet and slowly sat on the floor. The sunlight outside the window filled the whole room, shining on the memories that had not faded in the room. There was a faint bitter smile on his face. The days of the past were gone forever.
It will never come back, and people are always so stupid that they only think of cherishing it when they lose it.
His fingers touched something hard, which was a small photo frame. Lin Qian in it was wearing a childish school uniform, with one hand hugging herself who was also wearing school uniform. Lin Chen couldn't remember when this photo was taken.
He grinned, suddenly feeling ridiculous. At that moment, he thought that if all this had not happened, he would not be a monk, but an ordinary student, going to school and after school peacefully every day.
, how wonderful it would be to live in this home with my sister forever.
It's really ridiculous. He is just a soul that has traveled through time. He just inherited the memory of his former master. Lin Qian is not his real sister. He wants to give up the path of spiritual cultivation just for the sake of a sister in name only. This is