The majestic sister of the red mansion

In the star-studded void, huge sword shadows of four colors, black, red, blue, and blue stand in all directions, like four heavenly pillars supporting the void, full of indescribable coercion. Hui couldn't help showing surprise on his face, and what surprised him even more was the man who appeared in front of him, because his appearance was somewhat similar to him.

Coupled with what he just experienced, Honghui panicked: "Who are you? What is this place?"

"If you're asking about this place, it's the depths of your consciousness." The man said blankly, "My name is Zhu Xian, and it's your consciousness before you were reincarnated as a human being."

"Consciousness?" Honghui looked puzzled at the figure of the man who was much taller than him.

Nodding, Zhu Xian said succinctly: "Consciousness is thought, you can understand me as a piece of thought before you reincarnated as a human being, although it is you, it has different thoughts from you, but no matter the thought before reincarnation, it is still yours. The current thought is you, so if it is you, you should understand."

"Hmm! I understand what you mean, but can you please tell me what happened just now? And what did you do?" Hearing what he said, Honghui's panicked expression faded, The beautiful eyes moved gently, reflecting the star-studded void, incomparably beautiful.

Facing such a small Honghui, who was too immature in terms of thinking, wisdom, and actions... etc., Zhu Xian's eyes flashed with trouble. Born with infinite wisdom, standing at the top of all living beings, there are only a few people in the whole world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The only Taoist ancestor Hongjun who is stronger than him, the one who hurts the most is also the most straightforward deity among the several saints. This has resulted in the incomparably arrogant character of the deity, so that in the battle of conferring gods, he was hit by other saints like Nuwa saint. The sage's calculations, but he himself and his two fellow Taoists, Qingping and Lingbao, were transformed by the deity beheading three corpses.

As soon as he was born, he had the cultivation of a saint, as well as all the memories of the deity and the obsessions cut out by the deity, which are similar to the existence of the incarnation outside the deity. From the beginning of his existence, his thinking is a mature stage, no matter the deity, Qingping, Lingbao and himself have never experienced Honghui's current stage of immature thinking, like a monster cub.

At present, he needs to concentrate on repairing the Four Swords of Jade Immortals, and has no intention of distracting himself from managing external affairs. Honghui's consciousness, no matter how young, is a necessary existence, so is it like the monster clan teaching cubs, bit by bit? Teach him, when Zhu Xian thought of such a situation, his expressionless eyes suddenly darkened, showing how much he resisted it.

If you share the memory with him directly, since his current consciousness is too weak compared to himself and the deity, he can't bear the memory of the deity from birth to the present, so what if it is a simplified part!The memory of a saint, even a momentary thought, will overwhelm him, and, even if it can bear it.

This child is now a human mind, unable to understand the meaning of the existence of saints and Tao, and will definitely resist the fact that his own thoughts are just a little distraction of the deity. Even if they are distracted, they all have a part of the deity in their personality, so Only then did I know very well that once resistance arises, the rebellious personality will show up.

It will definitely affect the arrangement of the deity. Since the sage can't do it, what about the memory of his reincarnation as a human being and countless times of reincarnation?Um!This may be a bit uncomfortable, and it is counterproductive to the consciousness... But, in this way, he will feel the current crisis level the fastest, and the consciousness will not grow up quickly in a young and ignorant state.

The sage has a good heart and will not ignore his own emotions, so he naturally does what he pleases, and his gaze fell on Hong Hui like the abyss of Zhu Xian: "Just now you and that little girl were almost burned to death, although the little girl's true spirit instinct protected you , but unfortunately, the fire just restrained her true spirit, if it continues, both of you will die, and I will bring you out of the fire encirclement when I sense the crisis."

"Is the fire an accident? Or man-made?" Growing up in the royal family, even an eight-year-old child is unlikely to be naive, not to mention that Honghui has always been extremely intelligent.

Zhu Xian lowered his eyes, and said without any emotion in his voice: "If it's just artificial, it won't make... feel troublesome. The reasons for this are very complicated, and I'm not interested in explaining it to you in detail. The memory of your reincarnation will be given to you directly, and then, you decide what to do, don't bother me."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Xian pinched his fingers and drew out a cloud of sacred aura, lightly tapped Honghui's forehead, his consciousness was invaded by this aura, causing Honghui's eyes to widen in surprise, and then he clearly received the message in his mind. The fragment of memory made him gently close his eyes, his expression gradually changing...

It seemed like a long time before he opened his eyes again. At this time, Hong Hui's eyes grew a lot, and they were somewhat similar to the abyss of Zhu Xian. He asked in a daze but did not believe: "The protagonists in those memories are I?"

"Yeah!" Zhu Xian nodded, those people in his memory were actually him, but he didn't have any emotions about it, and his face still didn't change any expression.

Honghui squeezed his hands lightly: "Why? Why did each of me die so early, and the longest one was only 14 years old. Why?"

"The reason? I said that you can't understand now." Zhu Xian said without emotion: "For now, you can treat this situation as your destined destiny. Moreover, this destiny has actually been since that child came to you. The surroundings have already changed, and there is a huge possibility lurking in that child, and this possibility can change the world, but some existences don't like this kind of change."

"That's why there was that fire, and that's why you appeared." After remembering the memory of reincarnation, Honghui wiped off the dust like a dusty pearl and radiated bright brilliance, but in contrast, the memory of countless reincarnations , for him who is only an eight-year-old child, it seems to be counterproductive, distorting his original innocent character.

Innumerable reincarnations, after each reincarnation, a new personality will be produced due to the environment and circumstances. The restoration of memory represents the awakening of countless personalities. In addition, the boundless resentment generated by the premature death of each reincarnation, both of them will impact together, making Hong Hui's own character has undergone serious negative changes.

Zhu Xian didn't care about this serious negative impact in the eyes of ordinary people. He just continued to maintain a poker face, nodded, and answered Honghui's question: "I took you away from there, to a distant coastal area , this place is very beneficial to that child, and it is also suitable for you to accumulate the so-called rights in the secular world. Before you have enough strength, before the possibility of that child is not mature, go back to that place, and this fate will continue. In this life, in the next life, and in the next life, that child will also be implicated by you, and his existence will disappear."

"Ah! That's it. It seems that I will be an enemy of the existence of fate! After all, I want to try to live until my beard and hair are all white." Honghui's young and tender face raised a look that did not match his age. Laughing, he said word by word: "Does your words make me cherish my concubine? I will cherish her well, hmph!"

"I'm not interested in what you do, everything is up to you, and the result is your own choice." Zhu Xian didn't care about his sudden personality and the hidden negative emotions in his tone. After calmly speaking, his consciousness had already Returning to Zhuxian Sword, he didn't tell Honghui his deeper meaning.

If the result of his choice will have a negative impact on the deity's arrangement, even though it is very troublesome, Zhu Xian will still obliterate his own consciousness, and then suspend the repair of Zhu Xian's sword, and complete the task of the deity himself... That's why he said, Honghui He is not interested in how to do it, because if Honghui does what is good for the deity, he will let this idea continue to exist.

If it is harmful to the deity, there is no need for Honghui to exist... The way of heaven is ruthless, so how can a saint be sympathetic...

Hong Hui looked at the four huge sword shadows scattered in the void by Zhu Xian's spiritual light, and pursed his pink lips, fear flashed in his eyes, thinking in his heart, even though this person said he was reincarnated before he became a human consciousness, but he didn't feel that he had any kindness towards himself, and, moreover, there was a very dangerous feeling...

Before he could figure out how to accurately describe Zhu Xian, his voice suddenly sounded again in the void: "I forgot to tell you, I will restore the Zhu Xian sword here, and with the restoration of Zhu Xian sword, your cultivation base will also recover growth, so don’t be surprised if your body has some ability beyond ordinary people in the future.”

"Huh!" A strange color flashed in Honghui's eyes, beyond the abilities of ordinary people?Is it the ability to suddenly create a water barrier similar to his concubine's, or his ability to bring himself out of the fire?How interesting!

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When Mo Yue woke up from a deep samadhi, she found that she had returned to the human body through the eyes of the water, but the surrounding scene was completely different from before she fell asleep. The top of the rough and gray mosquito net, the quilt that made her neck and cheeks itch, The pillow is not the exquisite and unusual porcelain pillow in Yongjun Prince's Mansion. What's going on?Mo Yue blinked, feeling bad.

"Little sister, you're awake." Honghui sat aside, looking at Mo Yue's bewildered expression after waking up, he frowned slightly.

Mo Yue was taken aback by the voice of the young man Qingyue, and then she looked in the direction of the voice, which surprised her again, and saw the one she had met before entering meditation, the son of Prince Yong, who looked like a fairy boy , but he was wearing a suit of coarse cloth clothes, and the style was also rough. After all, this...couldn't be time-traveling?She hesitated and asked, "You are, Shizi?"