Lord Xue Ling seemed to have made up his mind.
She sat down in front of Bai Lian, her expression extremely solemn.
"Come in and see for yourself!"
She completely let go of her body and mind, and assumed the posture of Ren Qing picking.
This is what you put me on!
After confirming that Lord Xue Ling did not play tricks, Bai Lian's consciousness entered her body directly.
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Master Xue Ling, who had completely let go of his body and mind, collapsed on the bed limply.
Small, white and tender.
[Actually, he is 23 years old!]
Such a Snow Spirit Lord looks like a lamb to be slaughtered.
In fact it is.
If Bai Lian has bad intentions, as long as he fiddles with the sea of knowledge of Xue Lingzhu a few times, he can easily turn the unsuspecting Xue Lingzhu into his own exclusive.
The human soul has a set of automatic defense mechanisms.
Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely impossible for immortal cultivators to remove this line of defense.
The reason why Lord Xue Ling did this was partly because she was worried that Bai Lian would not believe her explanation, and she no longer wanted to be ravaged by Bai Lian with a stick again.
On the other hand, it is because she believes in Bai Lian's "character", and it is not quite right to say that it is character, so let's use "the heart of an emperor" to describe it.
Dignified Immortal Emperor, if he really has a way to deal with her, why would he use such a means of corrupting morality as a sneak attack
It was with this thought in mind that Lord Xue Ling gave himself to Bai Lian completely.
When Bai Lian's soul squeezed in softly, she patiently guided Bai Lian to read through her sealed memories.
Go deep.
Dream!
Hold up a long wormwood.
Strolling back to where the grass is greener.
So, in the fantastic and magnificent world where dreams and reality are intertwined, Bai Lian returned to a long, long time ago.
…
thousands of years ago.
Snow Sea, a bitter cold place covered with snow and ice all year round.
It is difficult for ordinary people to adapt to the harsh environment here, even Eskimos.
In the end, the people who stayed here were a group of serious immortal cultivators!
In this tragic world where ferocious beasts are rampant and murder is like mowing grass, Wuhen Xuegu was just an unremarkable little sect at the beginning.
But small schools also have their spring.
A certain day of a certain year.
A certain Snow Spirit Lord of Wuhen Snow Valley fought against alien monsters.
The battle was extremely brutal.
Above the glacier, the blood is flowing, the foam is flying, and the water is flowing!
The Snow Spirit Lord was beaten by the monsters, and her body was weak, and she would faint at any time.
Just when the monster rushed up, she fought back desperately, biting the monster's neck in one bite.
Monster beasts are ruthless, so she is welcome.
Open to eat, open to drink!
Although the monster beast was fierce, it still said, and after struggling for a long time, it fell unwillingly.
Alien monsters are alien monsters after all.
After the essence of the monster was completely digested, the body of the Snow Spirit Lord changed.
"Eyes, ah, eyes!"
She rolled around on the ground covering her eyes.
After a long time, the Snow Spirit Master regained control of his body.
She is standing in the snow.
The five fingers of the right hand are open and lightly cover the eyes.
When she slowly moved her hand to the right, a silvery white light leaked out.
She has changed!
The whites in her right eye turned black.
The water-blue pupils split into two and then split again after turning into the double pupils symbolizing the saint.
Gathering is a water polo, scattered is flying snow!
Even though it was thousands of years apart, Bai Lian still felt that his soul had been taken away when he looked at the Snow Spirit Lord.
She was startled.
This is the power of the law of heaven and earth. After it is strong to a certain extent, even memory can kill people!
A name involuntarily appeared in Bai Lian's mind—
[Thousand Phantom True Eyes]
This is an extremely rare special physique!
The power from Qianhuan's True Eye made that Snow Spirit soar into the sky.
In just a hundred years, the once humble Wuhen Xuegu has grown into a top sect, and the Snow Spirit Master has become the supreme illusion that everyone fears.
But the good times don't last long.
After all, the Thousand Illusionary True Eye of the Snow Spirit Lord was not born with him.
She couldn't provide enough energy to make the pupils grow.
In the end, her longevity was greatly damaged, her spiritual foundation collapsed, and she completely lost her way to immortality.
More than ten years later, she left with a smile.
In her life, it started at the end of the day, and finally it was full of brilliance.
Although she is dead today, she is still the overlord of Xuehai!
…
Another five hundred years ago.
It was probably when An Lan first entered the Duxianmen.
A "Supreme" was born again in the long-silent Wuhen Snow Valley—
That is the former Xue Lingzhu, the mother of Xue Lingzhu.
She was born with Thousand Illusionary True Eyes, and Gao Jue's talent allowed her to be accompanied by the vision of the dragon and the phoenix singing when she was born.
Yesterday again!
The people of Wuhen Snow Valley thought that Wuhen Snow Valley was going to revive its former glory, and it would be hard to find a rival when it swept across Beiluzhou.
But unfortunately, there was something wrong with the eye of the former Snow Spirit Lord.
This is not a gift, but a curse!
The cost of activating Thousand Illusionary True Eyes is too high, and even the Wuhen Snow Valley, which runs across the sea of snow, cannot provide so many resources.
Since it can't be activated, just leave it alone.
But that doesn't work either.
Thousand Illusionary True Eyes need to devour massive amounts of spiritual power.
It was because of the existence of this eye that the former Master Xue Ling was unable to fulfill his talent.
In the end, the former Master Xue Ling had to think of a way to remove Qian Huan's true eyes.
But she was still reluctant to destroy this eye, so she sealed it up.
…
Then sixteen years ago.
On a cold night with the north wind blowing and the snow fluttering.