Ever since the apprentice was kidnapped by the evil golden fairy, the master Di Haosi flew up in anger, and the first apprentice Fang Zhuxi chased after him in order to find the master. Unknowingly, the master and the apprentice have gone around The great world.
The two of them searched while cultivating. After searching for many years, they finally sensed a familiar aura one day on a whim, and chased after them from thousands of miles away.
When Di Haosi came, he was still full of joy, only thinking of reuniting with his apprentice, but he didn't want to find the clue with great difficulty, and only heard the news that the precious apprentice had lost his soul.
"I didn't know that he had good intentions. He was accidentally bewitched by traitors and besieged him on the top of Zijin Mountain. Unexpectedly, he missed him..."
The majesty of the immortal in front of him was too strong, even Xuankong Immortal Venerable was frightened, barely halfway through speaking, he was overwhelmed by the sudden fierce momentum, and stopped talking.
It wasn't until someone found him that he realized that he had forgotten this memory on purpose. Although I can still remember it when I deliberately recall it, it seems to be sealed by something. I can clearly imagine the pain and regret at that time, but no matter how I recall it, I can't feel it at all.
Glancing at the dull expressions of everyone, he became more and more uneasy, and his doubts became stronger.
"Who moved the hand?"
Di Haosi spoke in a cold voice, and the wind and thunder rolled with monstrous celestial power, which actually attracted black clouds to gather layer upon layer on top of everyone's heads.
Everyone was terrified in their hearts, they looked at each other more and more afraid to speak, there was a dead silence for a while, not even a sound came out.
"Master, with my younger brother's cultivation base, I will never lose my life just like this. Besides, that—that golden fairy should also protect my younger brother."
The middle-aged Shangxian behind him took a step forward and persuaded in a low voice: "It's better to ask clearly first, so as not to commit crimes in vain and cut off the clues of the younger brother."
Di Haosi frowned, but managed to suppress his anger, restrained his killing intent slightly, and sat back down again.
Hearing the middle-aged Shangxian's words, the immortal cultivators below suddenly had some hope, and one of them boldly stepped forward and said: "Shangxian, Demon Lord Hongjian practiced the way of magic, and we have never seen any gold." Xian, could it be that you have found the wrong one..."
"The old man still recognizes his own apprentice, whether he cultivates demons or immortals, he is the old man's apprentice."
Di Haosi interrupted him in a cold voice, and he was even more annoyed when he heard that the golden fairy did not protect his apprentice all the time.
Back then in the sect, there was a group of people who insisted that their apprentice had fallen into the evil way. During the ascension, the apprentice had indeed suffered demon energy for Qing'er. It is also reasonable.
It's not a big deal for my disciples to cultivate immortality if they want to, and demons if they want to.
— Could it be for this reason that the Golden Immortal left his apprentice here and made him be besieged by the immortal cultivators here until he died
Once this idea came out, it became more and more difficult to contain. Di Haosi suddenly got up, and without waiting for these people to say more, his consciousness swept into the sea of consciousness of Xuankong Immortal Venerable.
He was angry and wanted to check the past of his apprentice, but suddenly he was shocked by the seal, and quickly swept the sea of knowledge across the crowd, his face changed involuntarily, and his figure swayed slightly.
Seeing that his expression was wrong, Fang Zhuxi hurriedly stepped forward to support his master, and tested his spiritual sense, but his heart couldn't help shaking: "Master!"
He recognized this seal, although it would not make people forget the past completely, but it would hide those pasts in the sea of consciousness.
Although this method of sealing is less labor-intensive than erasing memories, it is done in the sea of consciousness after all. Even if a seal is set, the power of the spirit and soul will be consumed, let alone setting so many people in one go. seal.
This is indeed the power of the soul of the younger brother, but even when he was misunderstood at the beginning, the younger brother accepted it calmly-what an unbearable experience, it can make him not hesitate to waste his soul, he would rather seal the memories of these people than Let the past be remembered by anyone
Di Haosi's face was sombre and he didn't respond, his spiritual sense bypassed the seal and read the past one by one, his heart became more and more chilly.
In the battle of the demon tribe, no one cared about it, but that stupid apprentice beat himself to the point of being wounded all over his body. The great sage of the monster clan put down the Tiantian Formation, and he was still the one who turned the tide alone, protecting everyone behind him and never retreating. Finally, everyone was able to save their lives, but he was seriously injured and died. And those who survived by luck, none of them thought about where the luck of escaping from death came from.
In the years that followed, the apprentice's cultivation became higher and higher, and he gradually drifted away from these people, but he still frequently supported them secretly. The holy king acted recklessly, secretly burning, killing, looting and doing all kinds of evil. If there were no disciples of his own to deal with secretly, I am afraid that the foundation of Tianque might not be stable this day.
Such hard work and hard work only got back the stigma of being cruel and merciless.
Yunmeng's sword strike outside the formation, the indifference and questioning in the formation, and the remaining cup of cold wine in the bamboo forest, layer by layer, made people almost breathless.
It clearly made people's hearts so cold that they couldn't be colder, yet these people foolishly listened to the demon's words, captured the remaining remnants of their souls, and let them humiliate and manipulate them.
That ethereal figure was clearly desperate and deserted looking for death. Seeing the dazzling light when he blew himself up, he was inexplicably relieved for his apprentice.
If you have to live like this, it is indeed too hard.
As he recalled his memory, a scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Surprised that he has experienced so many past events, everyone's eyes were full of astonishment, Taoist Qingxu suddenly raised his hand to cover his forehead, and lowered his head dripping with cold sweat, his expression was in a daze for a moment: "How could..."
So many things have happened, why can they not care at all, and continue to live as if nothing happened
What had they been ignoring—why would they be ignoring something so important
Fang Zhuxi's eyes were red from seeing it, and he was about to undo the seals of everyone forcibly, telling them to recall what they had done back then, but Di Haosi raised his hand to stop it.
The junior brother sealed the memories of these people, clearly to prevent them from blaming themselves too much, but none of these people deserves such care. Fang Zhuxi's chest heaved rapidly, and his tone could not hide his intensity: "Master, I can't just let them go like this!"
"Why do you need to untie it? They didn't know how to use their brains, didn't know how to polish their eyes, and now they are so muddled, isn't it just right?"
Di Haosi snorted coldly, glanced over everyone, and said slowly: "Since he wants to save you, the master will not let him fall short and ruin his good results in vain—since you like to dream, do more Just a dream."
His voice fell slowly, and his divine consciousness had dived into the sea of consciousness of everyone, and he independently extracted that memory, forming a nightmare with nowhere to escape, and fell outside the seal.
From now on, these people will still be no different from ordinary people when they are awake, and the seal will still work, but as long as they fall asleep, they will recall those deeply hidden pasts in their dreams.
People who cultivate immortals have a long life, if they can live for tens of millions of years, they will have to dream the same dream for tens of millions of years.
No more nostalgia for this place, a gust of wind swept by, Di Haosi had jumped up, and walked away with his sleeves in the wind.
Fang Zhuxi followed closely behind, but his mind was still thinking of the lonely figure of his junior brother in the forest. The more I thought about it, the more bitter it became in my heart, the blood in my chest couldn't stop churning, and I couldn't hide my sobs when I spoke: "Master..."
"Why are you crying? Hurry up and go to Bufu Peak. Your junior brother must have left clues there, maybe you can find them this time."
Di Haosi reprimanded in a deep voice, met the astonished eyes of this gentle and down-to-earth big apprentice, and sighed softly without a headache: "Have you ever seen the remnant soul so stable, and it has such power to explode itself? Can they seal their memories layer by layer? This kind of cover-up is enough to fool those people, why can't even you see it?"
"Your brother is still there?"
Fang Zhuxi had been sincerely sad all the way, and when he heard the master's sudden revelation, he felt both surprised and happy, and instinctively asked: "But since the younger brother is still fine, why use this blindfold?"
This time, Di Haosi didn't respond, just put his hands behind his back in silence for a while, let out a long sigh, and sped up to rush towards the peak of no return.
Even if he is still alive, he is afraid that it may not be all right.
The soul-absorbing formation can only work when a person is deeply asleep or in a coma, and those injuries are all real, so how can there be nothing at all. It's nothing more than the state of one's own strength is there, so that one or two threats will not be forced into a dead end.
After those people knew the truth, they really regretted it, but why didn't they pester them endlessly in the name of guilt. In the final analysis, those so-called friends never thought about his stupid apprentice until the last moment. They just tried their best to get a forgiveness and ask for peace of mind.
Since he wanted peace of mind, he asked them to re-peace their hearts every night.
He didn't speak, but Fang Zhuxi still couldn't let go. After hesitating for a while, I mustered up the courage to whisper again: "Master, that golden fairy is still there after all..."
"What kind of golden fairy?! You can't even protect yourself well. It's in vain that the old man trusted him so much and handed over your junior brother!"
Hearing those two words, Di Haosi burst into raging anger, rolled back his sleeves, and scolded sharply.
Xianxiu here is not familiar with Duoshe, so maybe he can't think of coming here for a while, but he has seen it very clearly.
The Holy Monarch has changed so much before and after, knowing that his apprentice almost went berserk and ruined the phantom array when something happened, it is almost unnecessary to guess that it must be the golden fairy who lost him for a while, but when he arrived, he was already a step late, and it was inconvenient Appearing hastily, he had no choice but to rush to save people.
There were only two of them ascending together, yet they were able to lose their apprentices, and they were even trapped in this ghostly place, suffering such a great grievance.
The more Di Haosi thought about it, the angrier he became, and the celestial power surge accelerated again, leaving Fang Zhuxi behind in a blink of an eye.
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When Fang Zhuxi managed to catch up, his master had already arrived in front of the Peak of No Return.
The bamboo grove was almost destroyed, and the stone tables and chairs were all toppled and broken. Many bamboo branches were uprooted, and the leaves without nutrients were yellow and dry, as if they would be turned into powder with a light touch.
Panting, Fang Zhuxi stood still, watching the master walking slowly in the forest, clearing away the gravel, and restoring the stone tables and chairs one by one. Restore verdure.
Although I said it with certainty, there are contingencies in everything, and I am still afraid that my last hope will be shattered like this.
If you can't find it here, nine days and ten places, I'm afraid it will be impossible to find it again.
Di Haosi didn't dare to enter the Peak of Never Returning immediately, but after finishing everything meticulously, he walked to the main seat in the forest, folded his sleeves and sat down.
Staring blankly at his actions, Fang Zhuxi was about to speak, but Di Haosi just conjured up a jar of fairy wine and three jade cups, and said slowly, "Come, let's have a drink with your brother."
"Master!"
Fang Zhuxi's chest tightened, and he called out aloud. However, Di Haosi just filled the three jade cups one by one without using any immortal power, his expression softened inch by inch, but his tone remained unquestionable: "Come here, sit down."
What they owe, the master must make up for it one by one.
Resisting the water in his eyes, Fang Zhuxi gritted his teeth and sat down slowly, drank the glass of wine, and in a trance, he seemed to really see the cold and silent shadow of his younger brother drinking alone in the moon, and tears suddenly fell: "If we can The sooner you arrive, the better."
Di Haosi didn't speak, but just drank his glass of wine, raised his hand and gently touched the last jade cup, and put the cup full of fine wine on the empty seat.
If you can arrive earlier, this bamboo forest must be a good place to drink wine and watch the moon.
They have already arrived here, there is no reason to turn back like this. Di Haosi sat quietly for a while, his divine sense completely swept the Peak of Never Returning, then he suddenly got up, and rushed towards a hidden formation in a side hall.
Su Shi left too hastily at the beginning, and couldn't even return to the peak of no return, so naturally he didn't care about this teleportation formation. Not long after, the two of them had already studied the strangeness of the formation, and followed the trail to find the mountain depression, but only saw a peaceful and peaceful village.
The people in the village looked plain and ordinary, and it really didn't seem like there was anything hidden. Di Haosi frowned, Zongyun fell rapidly, Fang Zhuxi didn't dare to neglect, and landed with him one after another: "Master, it seems a little strange here."
It's strange to say that these people obviously don't have the slightest bit of fairy roots or magic roots. It can be seen that two people descended from the sky, and everyone in the village didn't even react at all. The color of disgust.
Before the two of them figured out what was going on, an old man with a cane came slowly not far away, looked at the two of them and said, "Are you cultivating immortals again?"
The two have been practicing Taoism for a long time, and they have never seen such a mortal who is close to arrogance for many years. Worried that his master would be angry again, Fang Zhuxi took a step forward and was about to rescue him, but Di Haosi's complexion improved slightly, and he replied patiently: "Yes, is it wrong to cultivate immortals?"
"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that you've come to the wrong place. We're the territory of Demon Venerable Hongjian, so we don't have a good face towards you cultivators."
The old man waved his hands, and although his tone was cold, he was still patient: "You two seem like strangers, unlike those immortal cultivators who only know about benevolence, righteousness and morality. There are not many good immortal cultivators here. , except for those who meddle in other people's business and act arrogantly, you'd better not stay here any longer."
He was not polite in his words, but Di Haosi listened with great interest, and asked deliberately: "But after all, immortal cultivation is the right way in the world, so aren't you afraid of being criticized?"
"Criticism? When Demon Venerable Hongjian rescued us from the hands of the Holy King and hid us here for us to eat and drink, and told us to live a good life, we were not afraid of any criticism."
As if he was already familiar with this question, the old man suddenly showed an unquestionable stubbornness, and even his stooped back was faintly straight, as if he was quite proud of the way of magic.
"Country people have no knowledge, don't understand good and evil, only know right and wrong. We have received his favor, and this life belongs to him. It is right to repay the favor, and it is wrong to be ungrateful. You don’t need to waste too much time, just go back to your right path.”
He said it bluntly, but Di Haosi felt that he had been so happy for a long time, and he couldn't help showing a smile on his face: "We have no malicious intentions, and we came here just to pay a visit to Demon Lord Hongjian. Dare I ask?" Where is he now?"
"real?"
There was some suspicion in the eyes of the old man, and he looked at the two of them vigilantly: "Didn't you take a fancy to Lord Mozun's treasure and want to steal it, or do you want to do some righteous duty and trouble him?"
Di Haosi laughed out loud, and shook his head patiently: "No, we just want to see him."
He spoke sincerely, and the old man looked at the two of them for a long while, and his doubts gradually dissipated, then he nodded and said: "It seems that you are not local immortal cultivators, and it seems that immortal cultivators are not all mentally ill... Lord Mozun has been with him The Taoist couple flew up together, and they went up from here. If you want to find him, you might as well go up and have a look. If you go up now, they probably haven't gone far."
After all, the people in the village didn't want to have too much involvement with Xianxiu. After talking so much with the two of them, he felt that something was wrong, so he waved his hand and walked away slowly, turning into the village.
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With a smile in his eyes, the scene of the younger brother being abducted many years ago reappeared again. Fang Zhuxi's heart was full of alarm bells, and he stepped forward hastily: "Master—"
"Trash Golden Immortal, return my apprentice!"
Barely able to grab the wide sleeves of the toga that was close at hand, the white bearded and haired figure was filled with immortal energy, and he was furiously cursing again, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Check the world.
On the patrol boat, Lu Zhuo, who was comfortably lying on the bed with his lover in his arms, suddenly sneezed hard again.
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