As Zhang Siyun's voice reverberated, it turned into countless lingering sounds, spreading like thunder in all directions.
It was as if all living beings were murmuring, shaking Xu Qing's mind and moving the captain, the crown prince and others.
And being able to call out Xu Qing's name is enough to show that Zhang Siyun at this moment, although he is the clone of the Red Mother, still retains his memory.
The two merged together.
"Chimu did not swallow his consciousness, but retained it and formed an independent personality!"
"So he is Zhang Siyun and also Chi Mu!"
The captain spoke solemnly.
"And he is even more powerful in this state!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Crown Prince and others. The moment they stared at the gate of the Moon Palace, Lao Jiu was the first to move.
His whole body turned into a sword light, with momentum like a rainbow, and headed straight for the Moon Gate. Wherever he passed, nothingness was shattered.
The Crown Prince and Princess Mingmei also rushed out, followed by Fifth Sister and Lao Ba.
Xu Qing and the captain were at the end, taking steps at this moment and rushing forward together.
Now that the gate of the Moon Palace has been opened on its own initiative, for everyone, although it is dangerous inside, how can it stop because of the appearance of Zhang Siyun since this road has come so far.
In an instant, everyone's figures approached the door.
At the same time, inside the gate, among the flowers on the other side of the Moonlight Sea, Zhang Siyun, wearing a red robe, looked at the people outside the gate with a calm expression.
The moonlight fell, and in the waves of brilliant light, His beautiful face exuded nobility, and he slowly raised his right hand at this moment.
This hand is as white as jade, flawless, and has no palm prints.
Palm lines are part of destiny, but to the life level of gods, they are already outside of destiny.
"Divinity..."
Zhang Siyun spoke softly, raised his right thumb and tapped lightly towards the first joint of his index finger.
At the moment of contact, the sound was like the sound of water droplets falling, and it came out clearly and finally turned into two words, echoing in the hearts of Xu Qing and others.
"The palm of your hand."
The breeze blew by, setting off waves in the Moonlight Sea, which fell on the Crown Prince and others who stepped into the gate of the Moon Palace. While their clothes were blowing and their hair was fluttering, their fates were also fluctuating.
Lao Jiu, who was at the front, suddenly trembled, his whole body stopped, and he could not move forward half a step further. At this moment, his body also underwent astonishing changes.
Countless overlapping images appeared on his body!
These scenes are actually from his past, which contain his pain and torture after being suppressed, as well as his father's beauty and practice before his death.
All the past, nothing hidden, all emerged on his body, becoming scenes and scenes, superimposed with himself.
That was his past destiny.
This is not only true for Lao Jiu, but also for the Crown Prince and Princess Mingmei, as well as the Fifth Princess and Lao Ba. At this moment, scenes from the past appeared on their bodies.
Countless pasts are formed in each of them in an instant, as if everyone has turned into a book, and every scene of the past has become a page!
Xu Qing and the captain are no exception.
The captain was shaken all over, and pictures on his body kept appearing, from the moment he was born until now, but they did not include his past life, only this life.
The same is true for Xu Qing. Everything he has experienced since childhood is revealed uncontrollably.
Joys and sorrows, everything is displayed together.
However, in these pictures, there is no remnant face of the god, nor is there any figure of his brother!
But Xu Qing no longer had the energy to think about this matter at the moment. The feeling of the past scenes emerging made his heart instantly filled with countless emotions.
This scene is no longer the means of the monks, it is the power of the gods.
Zhang Siyun looked normal. When he looked at everyone, he raised his thumb and tapped it on the second joint of his index finger. The moment it fell, the sound like water droplets echoed again.
The wind is getting stronger.
Destiny fluctuates again.
Unable to resist, difficult to avoid.
In the hands of the gods, destiny is like a toy that can be adjusted at will, just like now... with the fall of His thumb, with the echo of the sound of water drops...
Everyone's hearts roared, like millions of thunders, exploding in their hearts, causing waves to tear apart the past, causing their respective past scenes to flip over in an instant.
As if, being checked.
The aura of the gods and the supreme pressure spread throughout the world at this moment.
The prince's eyes were red, his body was trembling, and he wanted to struggle. His brothers and sisters looked at him like this, but it was of no use. His past destiny was still being checked.
Only Lao Jiu's breath was surging, and the turning of the pages slowed down, but he still couldn't stop.
Due to their cultivation, the captain and Xu Qing were equally unstoppable at this moment.
As everyone's memories were flipped through, scenes from the past soon flew out of their bodies, as if torn from a book, and headed straight for Zhang Siyun.
These torn-out images of the past are, without exception, the most painful and torturous time in everyone's life.
For example, the prince and others were torn away from the scenes of devouring the flesh and blood of their brothers and sisters, the misery of their suppression, and the wailing scenes of their lives in extreme emotional states.
The captain was also trembling. Most of his past that was torn away were scenes of him being hungry when he unsealed the seal, and among these many scenes, there were some scenes that others didn't know about.
For example, in one of them, the captain was crying. He was walking alone in the dark, his cries echoed, and he was heartbroken.
As for Xu Qing, his expression was distorted, veins bulged on his forehead, and his breathing was rapid. The pain of having his memory torn apart at this moment was not as good as a certain scene in the past.
That scene was in a jungle, with rain falling from the sky. He was kneeling on the ground, wailing in pain. It was despair, torture, and madness.
In the picture, there is also a bloody candied haws.
This memory is the last thing Xu Qing wants to recall. It was the moment when his brother appeared in Yinghuangzhou and told him everything.
That time was the most devastating time in Xu Qing's life so far.
Compared with this, both his childhood experience and his miserable life were insignificant, and this memory was torn off at this moment, turned into a picture, and flew towards Zhang Siyun.
Soon, all the most painful and torturous times in everyone's memory appeared around Zhang Siyun, turning into pictures that kept rotating.
"All living beings are miserable because there is beauty, so there is contrast..."
Zhang Siyun spoke softly, raised his right hand, placed his thumb on the first joint of the middle finger, and tapped it lightly.
The crisp sound fell to the heaven and earth, echoed in everyone's hearts, turned into ripples, formed a storm, and swept through the whole body.
Eventually it became a roar, an explosion, an explosion.
All the memories of their past that had surfaced began to fall apart at this moment!
Falling apart!
All the beauty, all the happiness, all the cherishment, all the love... these times and the past are all collapsing.
The roaring sound was heard by everyone, and the pictures exploded layer by layer, forming illusory blood, which was sprayed between the sky and the earth along with the shrill sound that no one could control.
And resistance also unfolded strongly at this moment.
The prince's long hair fluttered, forming countless snake shadows, rushing into his own past memory, using the method of changing perception, confusing all pictures, and blessing it.
Princess Mingmei has the river of time flowing throughout her body, constantly rising up from within and filling in the shadows of her past.
Lao Ba uses his own emotions to solidify his joy and spread it continuously.
As for Lao Jiu, his approach was the simplest. One sharp sword after another flew out from his past scenes, constantly slashing in all directions. Every time it fell, the sword would collapse, but soon a new sword would form again.
…
As for the captain, his expression was distorted, a ferocious face appeared in his eyes, cold air emanated from his body, and the past was frozen.
As for Xu Qing, his sundial is moving, his artistic conception of forgetfulness is moving, and his authority is exploding. At the same time, he also understands why there is no broken face of the god or the purple and green prince in his past scenes.
Because, for some reason, the images of these two people actually appeared in Zhang Siyun's purple crystal after he unfolded this magical power!
As for the scene in the picture, after Xu Qing saw it clearly at this moment, his mind exploded with a louder roar than the explosion of beautiful memories.
The first scene is of Xu Qing looking at the sky in the ruins of the slum, with the broken face opening his eyes and staring at him...
And the second scene is Wushuang City...
There was blood raining from the sky, and my young self sat on the ground, hugging my knees and crying.
Before that, in Xu Qing's memory, he cried for a long time and then left the disappeared city.
But in this purple crystal picture, he saw a different ending!!
In the picture, there was a familiar person standing in the sky. This person walked step by step to the crying self, raised his hand, and gently touched his head.
"Brother, don't cry."
The moment these four words came out, Xu Qing saw his young self in the picture. With a bang, his head collapsed and his body turned into flesh and blood, scattering on the ground.
die.
Xu Qing was shocked, and when his mind stirred up a huge wave, all the pages of the book outside his body were torn to pieces at this moment, and what was left in the end... was just an empty book with no pages.
Even if others resist, they cannot escape the outcome in the end!
"Without beauty, there is no contrast. In this way... sentient beings will not feel the meaning of suffering."
Under the moonlight, Zhang Siyun's expression was extremely calm, without any emotional fluctuations. His beautiful face was like a statue. He stared at the miserable crowd, and tapped the second joint of his middle finger with the thumb of his right hand.
The next moment, the images of the most painful and tortured past of the people surrounding it stopped for an instant, no longer rotating, but trembling.
And as they trembled, they were being rubbed, and countless identical pictures appeared on each of them.
Looking at these, Zhang Siyun smiled on his face, raised his thumb, and landed on the first joint of his ring finger. The next moment... these pictures suddenly flew out and went straight to Xu Qing and the others.
Each returned, and the empty shell book that made everyone collapse was quickly filled up and made complete again.
It's just... that there is no good thing in this complete past, it is all their most painful and tormenting memories, and this memory has replaced all their pasts.