There was silence in the samsara mirror.
When the speed of time is as high as a thousand times, the Samsara Mirror Spirit can only maintain a space the size of a palace. Fortunately, for everyone in the Ni Sect, it is enough to have a place to meditate and practice, and a palace can be divided into many A closed space for everyone to concentrate on practicing.
In one of the enclosed spaces, Ling Li was concentrating on fusing and digesting blood. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw the shadow of Qianmu, the ring spirit of the Black Lotus Ring, wandering in front of him.
"Boy, do you want your precious son to reconcile with you?"
Asagi smiled meaningfully, "I have a way, do you want to give it a try?"
Ling Li stared at Qianmu quietly and said, "After your master comes back, will he really not settle accounts with you?"
Asagi's old face darkened, and then he smiled and said: "If the sky falls, there will be a tall person holding it up. What should I be afraid of? Ling Li, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In this space, memory fragments will be released inadvertently. If you have something to say, It doesn’t matter what you say, but it will be different when I come.”
Ling Li was silent for a moment.
"What do you want me to do?"
…
In another closed space, Su Buwang closed his eyes tightly and was about to fall into trance. Suddenly, a horrifying scene flashed before his eyes, which woke him up.
"What's going on? This reincarnation mirror also comes with something scary?"
Su Buwu muttered to himself, waited for a moment, and found that there was no other movement. He was about to fall back into meditation when another scene flashed before his eyes.
This time, he finally saw it clearly.
That was a scene in the Samsara Mirror. It was the scene where the mother and that person first met at the temple fair in the Samsara Mirror. He had seen the same scene when he was possessed by the blood stone.
"Is it possible that there are still scenes from that time in this space?"
Su Buhuang guessed in his mind that at this moment, the scene changed again and turned into a scene where Su Jiuzhou and Yan Ziye met in the Black Stone Forest and broke into the Cang Lei Cave together.
This scene comes from the memory of the Black Lotus Ring itself, and Asagi can perfectly restore it without stealing Yan Ziye's memory.
But Su Buhuang didn't know that. After seeing this scene, he immediately overturned his previous conjecture.
"Is this the fairy sister and brother Ziye? Could it be the memory of brother Ziye? Because of the speed of time, some kind of change has occurred, allowing us to see other people's memories?"
Su Buwang panicked immediately. Could his memories be being seen by others
wrong!
Others have higher cultivation than me and may have entered samadhi long ago. They may not be able to see these scenes. It is possible that only I can see them.
Su Bu forgot Wei An, and his thoughts became active again.
Since you can see other people's memories, what should that person's past be like
He has thought about it more than once, but because of his face, he will not ask him face to face. Even if he sees him, he will get angry and refuse to communicate.
Qianmu, who was secretly observing Su Buwang, suddenly smiled in his heart when he saw his expression, and swept in all the memories of Ling Li.
Stupid donkey, wait for death!
You will take the blame for this!
You still want to surpass me and become the boss of the magic weapon, just dream!
Asagi disappeared happily, and Su Buwang finally got his wish and saw the scene he wanted to see.
"Greetings to the Evil Emperor!"
"Lord Evil Emperor!"
In the picture, the background of the Holy Temple appeared. Ling Li, wearing a black battle suit with an indifferent expression, walked into the Holy Temple step by step.
In the heavenly palace.
Su Buhui had never been to Shengtian Palace before, so he couldn't help but widen his eyes and watch carefully.
"What did you ask me to do?"
Ling Li pushed open the door, with no awe on his face, and looked up at the back of the throne in the shadows. Not long after, a deep voice rippled through the hall.
"There are too many geniuses in Ankui Valley."
Ling Li's eyes darkened when he heard this, "I understand."
After saying that, he turned around and left the hall without saying a word.
When Su Buwu saw this, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Most of the Ankuigu Tianjiao had been secretly removed. The outside world placed the blame on that person. He still felt lucky in his heart, thinking that he had been slandered. , I didn’t expect it to be true, and it was ordered by the Lord of Shengtian Temple himself.
Shengtian Temple is really disgusting.
With this in mind, Su Buhuo continued to watch. Not long after the Ankui Valley Tianjiao was destroyed, he was the one who left the Shengtian Temple. He wanted to know why that person suddenly changed his mind and let him leave.
The scene turned, and we came to a canyon filled with purple poisonous mist. When we zoomed in, only the purple mist was left in front of us, and nothing could be seen clearly.
Suddenly, a flash of blood flashed, and at the same time as screams were heard, a body was thrown on the mountain wall and torn apart.
"Ah!! Senior brother, save me!"
A group of monks wearing the attire of the true disciples of Ankui Valley came in a hurry. Halfway there, another flash of blood flashed behind them, and the screams stopped abruptly. Ling Li's pale and blood-stained face emerged from the mist, black and white. The robe is riddled with holes, and blood is flowing, blending in with the black color. Unless the camera is close enough, it cannot be seen clearly.
Perhaps it was because he had never seen him in such a miserable state and out of breath, Su Buhuang's heart tightened, and a strange emotion rose.
Am I feeling sorry for him
Are you kidding me? !
Su Buwu twitched his lips in a self-deprecating tone, I actually felt sorry for him
What a shame!
"Ling Li, you can't escape!"
In the fog, more figures appeared, dozens of them, and they surrounded Ling Li with rising anger.
"You will definitely be blamed for the assassination of so many of my junior brothers!"
The geniuses of Ankui Valley did not give Ling Li a chance to breathe. At the order of the leader, everyone swarmed forward and attacked.
Even though he knew that the man came back alive in the end, Su Buhu couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw this.
How did he escape
At the critical moment, the picture suddenly became blurry, as if the person had deliberately blurred this memory, or... was unwilling to recall it.
Su Bu didn't forget to feel uncomfortable being blocked. It felt like a storyteller was getting to the exciting part, but the storyteller said, "Let's listen to the explanation next time."
No, it is even more uncomfortable than "Let's listen to the explanation next time". Unless he asks that person in person, he will never get the answer.
However, this uncomfortable feeling did not last long, as Su Buhui's attention was attracted by the next scene.
A huge palace appeared in the picture, reflecting the side face of a black-robed figure sitting on a throne. Not long after, Su Buhuo saw himself coming from outside the palace.
He remembered that Ling Li had returned not long ago, and he should have been fighting bloody battles in Angui Valley before that. In such a short time interval, his injuries were unlikely to get better, and it was very likely that he was still seriously injured.
But he didn't realize this at all at the time. On that day, he uncharacteristically agreed to leave the Holy Temple without any hindrance.
To this day, Su Bu
I still remember how overjoyed I was that day, like a bird that escaped from its cage and finally had the chance to soar in the sky.
At this time, the scene happened to show him disappearing from the Shengtian Temple formation.
Su Buhuang was startled for a moment, and he suddenly realized that this was that person's memory, which meant that... he had been paying attention to him from beginning to end, and was not at all concerned about his life or death as he thought at the beginning.
Uh-huh!
The screen returned to the Evil Emperor's Hall, and the next scene should be what happened after he left.
Su Buwu was refreshed and kept his eyes fixed, for fear of missing any scene.
At the moment when the barrier of his Holy Temple was closed, in the black palace, indescribable bitterness appeared on the chiseled face of the white-haired young man.
Su Buhu almost thought that his eyes were deceived, such an expression could actually appear on that person's face.
Is it because of me
Su Buwu's heartbeat was beating like a drum, and at this moment, a sigh seemed to ring in his ears.
"Just let him out like this. It's hard for you to explain to the Palace Master."
A broken mirror lit up, and Su Buwang looked at the scene in the picture blankly.
It turns out that this was the case. He was suddenly allowed to leave just because the master of the Shengtian Temple suddenly decided to let him enter the Zhu Huangxing Palace. However, that person was unwilling to let him go, so he was...let him go? !
"How can it be?"
Su Buwu laughed out loud, and the hoarse voice startled him, "That person actually thinks about me? Am I crazy, or is this reincarnation mirror crazy?"
"Evil Emperor, how can I be trapped by love? At least in front of other people, I can't."
Hearing the black figure in the picture say these words, Su Buwang's body suddenly trembled and he fell into silence.
He is no longer a newcomer, and many things have been confirmed from the outside world. His mother is not a maid from the Holy Temple, but Saint Su who caused trouble in the Qingshui Realm back then. Why did he lie to him back then
"Lord Evil Emperor, the palace master invites you."
While Su Buwang was deep in thought, the scene changed again, and he once again entered the majestic purple-black hall - Shengtian Palace.
"Ling Li, do you know you were wrong?"
"Palace Master, what are you talking about? What's wrong with me?"
"I haven't even settled the accounts with you yet, for tainting my Ling family's bloodline, it's a good thing that you are still protecting that little bastard!"
Su Buwang saw Ling Li being knocked away and vomiting blood. His heart felt like it was being ripped open, and the pain was unbearable.
"Disciple accidentally lost his Yang Jade Noodles, please ask the Palace Master to punish him."
"Bastard! Do you think I can't find that bastard like this? How could I have such a stupid heir like you!"
"Just because of a bastard brought back from outside, how dare you ignore the future of the Holy Temple and disobey my orders?"
"Get out of here!"
…
Su Buwang's eyes were blank and he was silent for a moment. His eyes refocused and he continued to watch the memory scenes flow with concentration.
Then, he saw a lot.
It turns out that because of the Lihen Monument, he had to be controlled by the Shengtian Temple, and the cost of using the Lihen Sword was actually devouring his lifespan, which is why he was young and had silver hair on his head.
With such a good reputation, he had to choose to distance himself in order to protect himself. Otherwise, as long as he showed a hint of affection, the enemies in the Holy Temple would be enough to kill him ten thousand times, regardless of the outside world!
Even if he can survive outside all the time, it is the result of that person's confrontation with the Lord of Shengtian Palace!
It's funny to me that I always thought I was lucky to meet Uncle Fang...