It was really too shocking, because she had been in contact with this person several times. Prajna Xie was completely loyal to Di Qianjue. Ling Xuewei felt that even if Di Qianjue asked him to die immediately, he would not say anything.
kind!
In Buddhism, this person has absolute authority.
Not only An Yi, but also the secret guards respected him. Such trust could not be created in a day or two.
That’s why she was so surprised by Prajna Xie’s identity!
Even if it was An Yi or anyone around Di Qianjue, she wouldn't be so shocked, right?
"I thought you would be more interested in the secret method that can control people's memories." Ye Moyan smiled.
Oh, he is indeed her man, he understands her.
In fact, during this period of time, whenever she had free time, she studied the 'Huanmeng Jue' taught to her by senior Qin Tian. That day and night, Mo Yan knew that Ling Xuewei had this opportunity, and pinched her face with a smile, "My wife is
sharp."
She had just begun to practice the Dream Art, but she could feel the profoundness and mystery within it.
This can cause hallucinations, which is somewhat similar to illusion. However, the power, effect, and sustainability are far from being comparable to illusion.
The Dream Art can cast dreams and turn fiction into reality. It can arouse the deepest sins, desires, darkness, and evil in people's hearts. Of course, this requires the caster to have strong mental power and firm willpower, otherwise, the spell will be backfired.
, the light one is stupid, the serious one is out of breath.
Therefore, Ling Xuewei practices very carefully. Now, she can simply cast a few magic spells, so Yuefeng and Yueqing unfortunately become her test subjects. During the test, she constantly improves her own shortcomings, repeats, and corrects them.
.
Now, she can use it very skillfully, and the time for activating the formula has been shortened to three seconds. Although the power has not yet reached the ideal effect, it has made some progress.
So, she was obsessed with it recently.
"Look, I've hit a bottleneck recently, so please help me..." Ling Xuewei's voice was unconsciously charming, as was her clear, pleading eyes.
How could Ye Moyan resist Ling Xuewei's gaze?
"It depends on your performance."
Ye Moyan had obviously softened his heart, but he did not forget to tease him.
Finally, after some coquettish rolling, his hands and feet were almost gone, and he finally let go.
Of course, the price you pay is the soreness of your back the next day and your inability to get up.
Ling Xuewei cursed secretly, this beast!
All the talk of being aloof and abstinent is bullshit!
It’s a completely insatiable beast!
As she drifted off to sleep, the words she heard tonight flashed through her mind.
No wonder there was no movement over there. It turned out that the man had lost his memory of her. For some reason, Ling Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Ye Moyan did not kill Di Qianjue, maybe... because of a little sympathy?
"Not paying attention, huh?"
The man's low and hoarse whisper came from above Ling Xuewei's head, and his movements became more violent. Before she could exclaim, she was pulled into the misty whirlpool by him again.
******
"Holy King."
Yan Yi was summoned and came to the palace.
Di Qianjue's back was turned to him, his figure as slender as jade, hidden in the dark, shadowy and unreal.
But I don’t know why, but there is a faint chill coming out.
A low voice came out, and for a moment, Yan Yi suddenly raised his head, looking shocked.
Soon, he recovered as before, lowered his head, and said, "I will take care of it immediately."
He left with a normal expression, not showing it on his face, but in fact, he was stirred up by the Holy Lord's words.
The Sea of Youdu.
The area here is remote, the sea is filled with white fog all year round, the sea wind is howling, and natural disasters are constant.
Therefore, there are very few people here, only a few thousand Buddha soldiers guarding the place.
It is inaccessible and there are very few spiritual animals.
Prajna Xie has been here for a few days, and the soldiers below are very curious about this adult who came from the imperial capital.
"My lord is back?"
"Um."
"The people below caught a black fish today and will stew it for you to try later."
"Good work."
"Don't dare, don't dare, this is what subordinates should do."
Although I don't know why this old man was sent here, veterans who have seen countless people can still see that this old man is extraordinary.
The overall aura is by no means ordinary.
After sending the people away, Prajna Xie entered the room.
"Come out."
Prajna Xie soon sensed that there was someone in the room. As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed out.
"God-given."
"Who are you?!"
Just as Prajna Xie shouted loudly, his head suddenly fell and he fainted.
Between his brows, there was a faint flash of light and shadow.
Soon, Prajna Xie opened his eyes.
"It's you."
Surprisingly, Prajna Xie seemed to recognize the person this time, and was not as surprised or evil as before.
These two completely different reactions would definitely surprise anyone else.
The person who came seemed to have expected it, his expression was hidden in his robe, without any fluctuation.
No one knows that this powerful Pan Lao, who is the right-hand man of the Buddha, has a dual personality.
However, his dual personality was not born, but developed later.
Some secret method was used to split the personality into two.
One is to be loyal to the Buddha, the Holy King Qianjue.
One is to serve the Night Emperor as his master throughout his life.
Back then, he was the one who performed this secret technique. Of course, of the two personalities, the latter was the dominant one.
Over the years, his main personality has rarely appeared, so his second personality has not been discovered at all.
This is why Prajna Xie has been with Di Qianjue for so many years and has never been suspected.
That's because 'he' is indeed loyal.
And only when certain factors are encountered, the second personality will appear.
For example, the memory of Di Qianjue was erased last time.
Another example, now.
"The emperor is afraid that something unexpected will happen, so he wants you to go back immediately."
"I see."
After conveying the order, the visitor disappeared.
Prajna Xie sat at the table with his usual expression, which seemed to have aroused Di Qianjue's suspicion.
That man had always been thoughtful and thoughtful, no matter how much he left no trace, but he was the only one who was around Di Qianjue at that time.
Although Prajna Xie later used other means to temporarily attract their attention, I'm afraid it wouldn't last long.
It's only a matter of time before you are suspected.
Prajna Xie put down his teacup and after dinner, he went out for a walk in the city as usual.
The guards were not surprised and didn't notice anything strange at all.
Prajna Xie left the city and gradually walked towards a sparsely populated area.
The wind and sand blew heavily, bringing with it the salty smell of the sea breeze.
Suddenly, he noticed someone and stopped.
Sure enough, in the next second, countless black shadows densely wrapped him up.
Then, a slender figure as tall as a bamboo walked out slowly.
"You seem to be not surprised by my arrival."
Emperor Qianjue's expression was calm, and his silver pupils were like water or frost under the dim moonlight, filled with a hint of coolness.
