As soon as Mo Wuji got on the duel stage, Bei Suting set her sights on Yan'er. Yan'er is the only person who knows Mo Wuji here. Although she learned various things about Mo Wuji from Linglong, she had never met Mo Wuji.
Yan'er nodded calmly, "Sister Su Ting, his name is indeed Mo Wuji, and he is indeed from Wentian Academy."
The words Mo Wuji said to her when they met appeared in Yan'er's eyes.
"Yes, it's me. Yan'er, don't you remember what happened before?"
"Brother Mo, although I don't remember what happened before. Master told me to remember your kindness. If you hadn't saved me, I might have died long ago."
"Brother Mo, this thing is my heart, although I know it is nothing compared to your life-saving grace... Please don't dislike these things..."
"Yan'er, if you want to know your past memories, I can tell you."
"Brother Mo, senior sister told me that the reason why my cultivation speed is faster than others now is because my heart is clean and clear, without any distractions, without any distracting thoughts. If I knew a lot of things in the past, maybe I would never have this kind of cultivation speed again. . But I am still very grateful to Brother Mo, thank you."
"Thank you Miss Yan'er for the gift, I'll put it away... In fact, it wasn't much before, and I've almost forgotten it. That's it. If Miss Yan'er has any difficulties in the future, you can still come to me, Mo Wuji, at In my heart, I will always be your big brother."
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An indescribable emotion deep in her heart flashed away, as if a needle pricked the deepest part of her heart, and then calmness returned again.
"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Bei Suting felt something was wrong with Yan'er at that moment and asked immediately.
Yan'er shook her head, "It's nothing, just a strange feeling suddenly."
Bei Suting fell silent and said after a while, "Yan'er, maybe you are right. The reason why you practice faster than others is indeed because you are not distracted. But sometimes practice is not just about improving your cultivation. …”
Yan'er suddenly asked, "Sister Su Ting, my master told me that after I build a spirit, as my cultivation level gets higher and higher, my previous memories will slowly and completely dissipate. I am now on the sixth floor of Zhenhu, and am Isn’t it that there will be no chance to recover the memory?”
She was not a fool. She naturally knew what Bei Suting wanted to talk to her about last night. Although Bei Suting gave up temporarily, she knew what was going on.
Bei Suting shook her head, "There are too many things we don't know about in the vast universe. Don't say you are in the Lake Realm. Even if you really become a human immortal or even an earthly immortal, as long as you still have obsessions in your heart, you can recover. Memory. If you don’t have obsessions in your heart, even if you never practice, you still won’t recover your memory.”
"I have an obsession in my heart..." Yan'er murmured to herself, feeling her obsession. When she was with Senior Sister Jinwen, she listened to Senior Sister Jinwen's words every day, forgetting all trivial matters, just to practice crazily. Focusing on cultivation without any distractions was the concept that was instilled in her by Senior Sister Jinwen. In fact, she did practice the God of Progress because of this concept.
But after getting together with Sister Su Ting, she was influenced by Sister Su Ting's philosophy. Sometimes cultivation is not the only thing, there are many more important things than cultivation.
Her mind is slowly changing. Is it because of Sister Su Ting
No, Yan'er quickly shook her head. Her thoughts slowly changed not because she was with Sister Su Ting, but after meeting that casual cultivator 27o5.
The casual cultivator used his own body and life to block the danger of killing her, letting her slowly understand that besides practicing, there was also a kind of unspeakable emotion.
"Remember to practice hard and live hard..." His voice was dry and hoarse, like a traveler who had been alone in the desert for a long time, lonely and lonely.
For no reason, the tip of Yan'er's nose became sore, and two tears rolled around her eyes. This was the first time since she started practicing that she had such feelings. She was thinking about the casual cultivator 27o5. She didn't know him, but he risked his life to save her. Before leaving, he told her to practice hard and live hard.
She didn't quite understand these words in the past. It was only today, after experiencing life and death several times, that she understood how much blood and water he had spent in exchange for his words. There was no need to doubt that when I saw him, hadn't he just staggered out from the siege of countless monks from outside the territory? Before he left, didn't he save her with his life again? How long has it been since you met him? Death passed him by twice.
Mo Wuji's figure on the stage gradually became blurred due to tears. A strange casual cultivator, 27o5, could use his own life to block a murderous intention for her. However, in order to simply improve her cultivation, she remained focused on nothing else, unwilling to accept the past memories and find out who Mo Wuji was to her.
Is it so important to practice without any distractions? What if Mo Wuji was also kind to her
Compared to the casual cultivator 27o5 who risked his life to save her, she is an ungrateful and emotionless cultivator.
"Yan'er, are you really okay?" Bei Suting felt more and more that something was wrong with Yan'er.
Yan'er shook her head, "I'm really fine, Sister Su Ting, if I want to restore my previous memories, what do I need to do?"
Bei Suting was stunned for a moment, then understood, and immediately stroked Yan'er's head, "Yan'er, you are actually right to want to restore your memory. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of a strong person giving up his memory. Once sealed, you can move to a higher level. Memories, whether good or bad, are part of your own cultivation. I call these things cultivation of the mind. If you don’t take the initiative to bring it up, I won’t talk to you. Say these words.
It’s faster to practice without any distractions, but I don’t think a monk who doesn’t even have inner demons can go very far in the future. Cultivation of inner demons is a necessary step in cultivation. Only when you have your inner demons, overcome them or understand more, can you go further. "
"I understand, Sister Su Ting." Yan'er nodded.
She didn't understand what the casual cultivator 27o5 said back then. After experiencing countless things and life and death, she already understood what it meant to live hard.
"It's not difficult for you to recover your memory. After I advance to the realm of human immortals, I will take you to the Immortal Medical Valley to find San Yisheng. I heard that there are no patients that he can't cure in Zhenmo University. 6. He is the most powerful medical immortal." Bei Suting said.
Yan'er hummed and turned his gaze to the duel stage.
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At the duel stage, the monk in charge of the roll call saw Mo Wuji and Yan Yangdong already standing on the duel stage, stepped back, waved his hand and sang loudly, "The duel begins."
Yan Yangdong slowly turned the ring in his hand, and a Fangtian painted halberd appeared in his hand.
As soon as Fang Tian's painted halberd came out, there were bursts of screams.
To be honest, among the monks, not many use spiritual weapons like Fang Tian Hua Ji. On the contrary, on ordinary battlefields, many generals like to use this kind of weapon.
Yan Yangdong looks ordinary, with a square face. But holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and standing on the duel stage in a starry sky monk's uniform, he indeed looked majestic and imposing.
At least this appearance can get a lot of scene points.
Mo Wuji opened his hand, and the octagonal hammer appeared in his hand. He did not take action immediately, but waited for Yan Yangdong to take action.
Yan Yangdong did not take action immediately, but looked at Mo Wuji and smiled faintly, "Do you know why I want to challenge you to a duel? A bitch is not worthy of me doing this, but your death helped me a lot, I decided Let you die with dignity."
Mo Wuji sighed inwardly, as expected, not everyone was like Pang Qi. He doesn't know how to do it now, and Yan Yangdong obviously doesn't know how to do it either.
"I guess you won't tell me, because after you tell me, if you die, I will spread the news." Mo Wuji said calmly.
Yan Yangdong laughed and said in a low voice, "You used the provoking method well, but I just happened to get hit. Let me tell you, the reason why I want to kill you is because you are unlucky and got **** luck. I set foot on the Starry Sky Ranking. Do you know what reward my family will give me as long as I get on the Starry Sky Ranking or kill someone on the Starry Sky Ranking? You will never know... "
As Yan Yangdong spoke, his figure had transformed into dozens of figures, and the shadow of the halberd in the sky completely enveloped the entire duel stage. The shadows of the halberd come one after another, like endless autumn leaves swept down by the autumn wind. They are continuous and continuous, but they also carry the aura of Xiaoxiaoqiusha.
The onlookers monks under the duel stage began to shout loudly. This kind of halberd skill was indeed produced by the Yan family. How can ordinary monks display such a powerful and lethal halberd shadow
As soon as the shadow of Yan Yangdong's halberd came out, Mo Wuji felt the true strength of this guy. It is neither the fourth level of the True Lake Realm nor the fifth or sixth level of the True Lake Realm as Chu Qianlou guessed. This guy is definitely the ninth level of the True Lake Realm.
That oppressive momentum combined with the halberd shadow turned the space around the duel stage into a dead space. The people in the audience may not have seen it very clearly, but Mo Wuji, who was in it, deeply understood the horror of it.
No wonder this guy can kill the first level of False God. I am afraid that even if he is on the third level of False God, it will be difficult for him to show his true strength in the Halberd Shadow Space like Yan Yangdong. He dared to challenge himself because he knew he would win.
Mo Wuji snorted, and the octagonal hammer directly rolled up the pieces of the elemental force wall shield. If you want to kill him, you also need a pair of good teeth.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The halberd shadow bombarded Mo Wuji's Yuanli wall shield, tearing apart a series of explosions in the space.
There was a trace of disdain on Yan Yangdong's lips. He was indeed a casual cultivator and didn't even have any magic skills. Relying on this hard force to build a wall of Yuanli to resist his halberd shadow, to use an appropriate metaphor, it is like drinking poison to quench thirst.
... ... (To be continued.)