Immortal Mortal

As soon as Mo Wuji got on the duel ring, Bei Suting's eyes fell on Yan'er. The only person who knew Mo Wuji here was Yan'er. Although she had learned 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.

Yan'er's eyes flashed the words that Mo Wuji and her had said when they met.

That's right, it's me, Yan'er, don't you remember the past?

Brother Mo, although I don't remember the past. Master told me to remember your kindness. If you didn't save me, I might have died long ago.

Brother Mo, this thing is my wish, although I know it is nothing compared to your life-saving grace... Please don't despise these things, Brother Mo...

Yan'er, if you want to know the memories of the past, I can tell you.

Brother Mo, senior sister told me that the reason why I practice faster than others is because I have a clean heart, no distractions, and no distracting thoughts. If I knew a lot about the past, maybe I would never have this kind of cultivation speed. But I am still very grateful to Brother Mo, thank you.

Thank you, Miss Yan'er, for the gift. I put it away... Actually, it was nothing before, and I almost forgot about it. That's it. If Miss Yan'er has any difficulties in the future, you can still come to me, Mo Wuji. In my heart, I will always be your big brother.

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An unspeakable emotion deep inside flashed away, like a needle pricked in the deepest part of her heart, and then calm was restored again.

Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Bei Suting felt that something was wrong with Yan'er at that moment, and asked immediately.

Yan'er shook her head, It's nothing, it's just a sudden strange feeling.

Bei Suting fell silent, and said after a while, Yan'er, maybe you are right. The reason why you cultivate faster than others is indeed because you have no distractions. It's just that sometimes cultivation is not just about simply 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 disappear. Now that I am on the sixth floor of the real lake, will there be no chance to recover my memory?

She is not a fool, so she naturally knew what Bei Suting wanted to say to her last night. Although Bei Suting gave up temporarily, she knew what was going on.

Bei Suting shook her head, In the vast universe, there are too many things we don't know. Don't talk about your real lake realm, even if you really become a human immortal or even an earth immortal, as long as you still have obsession in your heart, you can restore your memory. If you don't have obsession in your heart, even if you never practice, you still won't restore your memory.

I have an obsession in my heart... Yan'er murmured to herself, she felt her obsession. When she was with Senior Sister Jinwen, she obeyed Senior Sister Jinwen's words every day, forgetting all trivial matters, just to cultivate crazily. Concentrating on cultivating with no distractions is the concept instilled in her by Senior Sister Jinwen. In fact, because of this concept, she has made rapid progress in her cultivation.

But after being with Sister Su Ting, she was influenced by Sister Su Ting's ideas. Sometimes cultivation is not the only thing, and there are many things more important than cultivation.

Her thoughts are 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 because she met that casual cultivator 2705, and then slowly started.

The casual cultivator used his own body and life to block the danger of killing her, and let her slowly know that besides cultivation, there is also an unspeakable feeling.

Remember to cultivate 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 turned sour, and two teardrops rolled around her eyes. Since practicing, it was the first time she had such feelings. She was thinking about that casual cultivator 2705. She didn't know him well, but he saved her life and told her to practice hard and live hard before leaving.

In the past, she didn't really understand this sentence, but until today, after experiencing several life and death, she didn't understand how much blood was exchanged for what he said. Then there is no doubt at all, when I saw him, didn't he just staggered out of the siege of countless foreign monks? Before he left, didn't he save her again with his life? How long has it been since I met him? There were two deaths that passed him by.

Mo Wuji's figure on the stage was gradually blurred because of tears. A strange casual cultivator 2705 can use his own life to block a murderous opportunity for her. But for the sake of purely improving her cultivation, she kept her mind undivided, unwilling to accept the memories of the past, and unwilling to find out who Mo Wuji really was to her.

Is it so important to practice without distractions? What if Mo Wuji was kind to her?

Compared to that casual cultivator 2705 who risked his life to save her, she is an ungrateful and emotionless spiritual tool for cultivation.

Yan'er, are you really alright? 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 should I do?

Bei Suting was stunned for a moment, and then she understood, and immediately stroked Yan'er's hair, Yan'er, you are right to want to restore your memory. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of a strong person who sealed his memory and could step into a higher level. Whether the memory is good or bad, it is part of his own cultivation. I call this cultivation of the mind. If you don't take the initiative to bring it up, I will not say these things to you.

It is fast to cultivate with no other distractions, but I don't think a monk who doesn't even have demons in his mind can go far in the future. Cultivating inner demons is a necessary path in cultivation. Only when you have the demons, you can overcome the demons or you can understand more, and you can go further.

I understand, Miss Su Ting. Yan'er nodded.

She didn't understand what casual cultivator 2705 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 restore your memory. After I advance to the Immortal Realm, I'll take you to the Valley of Immortal Doctors to find San Yisheng. I heard that there is no patient he can't cure. In Zhenmo Continent, he is the most powerful Immortal Doctor. Bei Suting said.

Yan'er hummed, and set her sights on the dueling platform.

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Beside the duel stage, the monk in charge of the roll call saw that Mo Wuji and Yan Yangdong were already standing on the duel stage, retreated, waved his hands and sang loudly, The duel begins.

Yan Yangdong slowly turned the ring in his hand, and a Fang Tian painted halberd appeared in his hand.

As soon as Fang Tian painted the halberd, there were bursts of screams.

To be honest, among the monks, there are not many spiritual weapons like Fang Tian's painting halberd. On the contrary, on the ordinary battlefield, many generals like to use this kind of weapon.

Yan Yangdong looks average, with a square face. But holding Fang Tian's painted halberd and standing on the dueling platform in a starry sky monk's uniform, he really looked majestic and majestic.

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 didn't do it immediately, but waited for Yan Yangdong to do it.

Yan Yangdong didn't do it right away, but looked at Mo Wuji with a faint smile, Do you know why I wanted to fight with you? A bitch isn't worth it, but your death helped me a lot, so I decided to let you die with dignity.

Mo Wuji sighed inwardly, as expected, not everyone was like Pang Qi. He can't now, and Yan Yangdong obviously can't either.

I guess you won't tell me, because after you tell me, if you die, I will spread the word. Mo Wuji said lightly.

Yan Yangdong laughed, and said in a low voice, Your aggressive general method is good, but I just got hit. Let me tell you, the reason why I want to kill you is because you are unlucky, and you got lucky and stepped on the star list. Do you know that as long as I get on the star list or kill someone on the star list, what reward will the family give me? You will never know...

While Yan Yangdong was speaking, his figure had transformed into dozens of figures, and the shadow of halberds covering the sky completely covered the entire dueling platform. Waves of halberd shadows followed one after another, like endless autumn leaves being swept down by the autumn wind, continuous and endless, but with the aura of killing Xiao Xiaoqiu.

The onlookers under the duel stage began to cry out, this kind of halberd technique really deserves to come from the Yan family. How could an ordinary monk display such a powerful yet so lethal halberd shadow?

As soon as Yan Yangdong's halberd shadow came out, Mo Wuji felt the guy's true strength. It is neither the fourth floor of the True Lake Realm, nor the fifth or sixth floor of the True Lake Realm guessed by Chu Qianlou. This guy is definitely the strength of the ninth floor of the True Lake Realm.

That oppressive aura 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 felt the horror of it.

It's no wonder that this guy can kill the first level of the Void God. I'm afraid that even the third level of the Void God, in Yan Yangdong's halberd shadow space, it is difficult to display his true strength. He dared to challenge himself because he knew he would win.

Mo Wuji snorted, and the octagonal hammer directly rolled up pieces of Yuanli wall shields. If you want to kill him, you have to have a good set of teeth.

Boom boom boom! The halberd shadow bombarded Mo Wuji's Yuanli wall shield, tearing apart spaces and exploding.

A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Yan Yangdong's mouth, he was indeed a casual cultivator, without even a single magic skill. Relying on this kind of hard power to build a Yuanli wall to resist his halberd shadow, to put it in an appropriate metaphor, it is drinking poison to quench thirst.