The white mist flutters lightly, and there seems to be brilliance flowing continuously in the small mist.
When the white mist group saw Jun Mohuang, it twisted and flew up, trying to merge into her sea of consciousness. It couldn't wait to merge with her memory. However, it was restrained by Di Lingtian and could only twist around in his hand.
Jun Mohuang understood that the white mist was not a color, and he couldn't wait to return when he saw her. It was indeed the memory of her previous life.
"Ling Tian, tell me what you want."
Jun Mohuang crossed his arms in front of his chest and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Suddenly I saw the memory ball of my past life twisting and turning under my nose, but I was not in a hurry to get it.
Di Lingtian took the memory of her past life into his hands and deliberately withheld it from her. He must have some ulterior motive. She didn't think she could get it if she reached out to grab it.
"Smart girl. Huang'er, do you know why you can't remember the memories of your past life?"
Di Lingtian smiled slightly, his blood-colored eyes showing approval.
One moment he calls Jun Mohuang stupid, and the next moment he praises her for being smart. She is not schizophrenic.
Calling him stupid is just a term of endearment, while praising him for being smart is his truth.
"Why?"
Jun Mohuang didn't expect that Di Lingtian didn't answer directly, but asked instead. As it happens, this is something she has never been able to figure out.
"Something happened at that time. Your soul was injured, and the self-preservation brand left by the ancestor goddess in your soul was triggered. The self-protection brand was afraid that the Black Dragon Clan of the True God Continent would find out your whereabouts, so it took your soul to another world. Recuperate there and wait for the right time to return.”
"Your soul was injured at that time, and the memory of the past was naturally blurred. You traveled to another world and was reborn again. It was contaminated with the turbidity of the other world, so you have never been able to recover."
"After getting the Yin Cyclone, this part of the memory is still a bit confusing. I adjusted it according to the chronological order."
Di Lingtian lowered his eyes and looked at Jun Mohuang in his arms, a look of joy flashed deep in his eyes.
Fortunately, despite the twists and turns, fortunately, his Huang'er finally returned to him.
"I see." Jun Mohuang sighed in a low voice.
The different world that Di Lingtian mentioned was not the different world that Xiao Haitang went to when she was undergoing the test, but the modern world that she arrived in.
This can also explain why she can also have supernatural powers in modern times.
The turbid air Di Lingtian mentioned means that there is no spiritual energy in modern times. From the perspective of cultivators, without spiritual energy and other energy gases, the world that cannot be cultivated is all turbid air.
It has been tens of thousands of years since she left her previous life, went to the present world, and then traveled back from the present world.
Her Ling Tian must have had a hard time over the years.
Jun Mohuang raised his hand and poked the white mist in Di Lingtian's palm with his fingertips.
"Ling Tian, tell me what reward you want."
"Huang'er, feed me. After each meal, I'll show you a smaller part."
Di Lingtian's long eyebrows were raised, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, his bloody eyes flashed with intense intensity, and he gave Jun Mohuang a "you know what" look.
He originally wanted to give this memory to Jun Mohuang as a wedding gift, but he didn't expect that after the Yin Cyclone, Jun Mohuang's concentration increased greatly, and his attraction to her was actually not as good as before.
Of course Di Lingtian would not miss this opportunity.
"you… "
"How can this kind of thing be used for bargaining? I'm the one who gets tired every time. I haven't said that you can only make me happy every time. I'll give you another reward."
A blush appeared on Jun Mohuang's beautiful face, and there was a hint of embarrassment in her tone.
(End of chapter)