I heard that we were passionate in previous lives

The complicated situation, the unknown identity, the remaining blood, the kindness that was willing to let the soul live on, and the blood stains on the mountain of blood and the sea of ​​​​corpses when we saw each other, Lingqi only felt that the mood now was complicated.

"Tianji, was that what you saw in your illusion just now? Why did you see such a scene?" Unanswered questions lingered in Lingqie's heart.

As the sky was getting brighter, Chen Shangxian's voice stopped abruptly, and there were subtle movements outside the house. Chen Shangxian sighed and said, "Go and bring Ling Mo in. He was still young at that time, and he didn't remember all this very well. It is normal to misunderstand me, this time let’s tell him the truth together.”

"Master," Wu Guang nodded after a short hesitation, "Yes."

Outside the door, Ling Mo leaned against the pillars of the corridor, her lips turned pale, and when she saw Wu Guang coming out, she said softly, "Is the story from that year pleasant?"

Wu Guang pretended not to hear the irony in his words, and reached out to help, but was pushed away.

"Lingmo..." The kindness was rejected, Wu Guang was a little at a loss and could only call Lingmo's name.

"I can walk by myself, I don't need it." The stubborn voice held his head up, but the trembling hands could still see the weakness brought about by the pain, and the fear of facing the truth.

Wu Guang was silent, so he had to walk behind Ling Mo to protect him.

Seeing Ling Mo come in, Chen Shangxian pointed to the futon: "Sit down, I will tell you."

"Oh, how do I know that what you said is the truth, turning right and wrong, obliterating black and white, all thanks to your mouth." The tragic situation of his parents, the awakening of memory made Ling Mo become extreme and persistent, and he seemed to use no words to satirize It's hard to get rid of the resentment.

Chen Shangxian closed his eyes and opened them again, his expression softened again, he didn't argue with Ling Mo, but slowly opened his mouth and said: "The beggar who was rescued by Ling Qie first colluded with Chun Xiao Lou to hold the flower order, and then he was humbled by the Lord of the Demon Realm. Luo Xiangmou, imprisoned your elder brother, and holding the flower order is not a human being. He planned all this to obtain Lingqi's spiritual energy, but the reason for the Lord of the Demon Realm is unknown.

"The Mozun kidnapped Lingqiu's friend Lu Li. Lingqiu went to rescue him personally, but he stepped into a trap. The flower holding order is a master of poison. Her poison sealed Lingqiu's spirit essence, and he could no longer use spells. The trap Waiting here is the beggar whose heart has already been distorted.

"Lingqie went down the mountain and didn't return after the time limit. Lingxiang and Lingsi didn't feel bad. They just acted like Lingqie was playful until Lu Li escaped and risked his death to report. Only then did Lingxiang and Lingsi know what happened."

"and then?"

"Later Lingxiang and Lingsi found me and asked me to help, but I... refused."

The unexpected answer concealed the truth. Ling Mo and Wu Guang looked at Chen Shangxian in shock.

"Why?" The two asked in unison the question in their hearts.

With a long sigh, Chen Shangxian slowly explained the reason for his refusal: "Because I wanted to save the beggar for a while, and I deduced that the beggar was the reincarnation of Emperor Gong, but it turned out to be a tragedy for the Ling family. When they arrived there, Lingxiang and Lingsi had already died, and the Lingyuan of Lingxiang was taken away by the order of holding flowers, and both of them died on the spot. And the soul of the heart and soul has been withdrawn from life and death, resulting in the spirit and even though it survives, the soul still needs to be nourished for a long time."

"So the corpse in my memory was brought back by you?"

"Yes."

"Then you also saved my brother's life?" Ling Mo was puzzled, and the fragments that were not in memory sounded so strange.

Chen Shangxian nodded, stretched his tone, and said with a bit of helplessness: "Yes, I saved your brother's life, but his soul was injured, his memory was damaged, and his spirit once again forgot everything in the past, even the past. Lingxiang and Lingsi died because of saving him."

"Then what about the reincarnation of Emperor Gong you want to protect, the little beggar who harmed my brother?"

"It's gone with the flower holding order," Chen Shangxian sighed, "Although I wanted to save him, I still couldn't avoid the arrangement of fate. His life ended here, but the soul that was drawn out back then also returned."

Ling Mo recalled the family happiness when he was young, the endless tragedies when his family was ruined, and now the situation where Ling's life and death are uncertain, a few tears wet the palms of his hands, and he couldn't help sobbing: "Master Dao, thank you for saving your life back then. Zhien, but my brother seems to be in danger again, can you save him again?"

The begging made Chen Shangxian unable to refuse, and even with the guilt of the year, Chen Shangxian nodded and agreed: "Okay, I can only deduce your brother's whereabouts, and I can't give you a definite answer as to whether it can be saved."

"As long as you are willing to save my brother." Ling Mo thanked with tears.

In the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Lingqiu withdrew from Tianji's terrifying illusion and was in a daze when Tianji's eyes suddenly opened, filled with bloodshot eyes, congealed into a murderous intent, killing the people around him.

For a while, a murderous aura hit his face, Lingqi had no choice but to withdraw the spirit net to avoid the murderous aura, but the ghosts and monsters who were staring at the outside had long waited for the moment when the spirit net was withdrawn, and rushed up, leaving a mark on Lingqi's body and face. Under the scars.

"Tianji, wake up!" Lingqi yelled, but Tianji, who was full of murderous intentions, ignored Lingji, but let out bursts of killing intent on his body. Seeing that Lingji was injured more seriously, his body had already been covered with blood. Dyeing red, a ball of golden light and shadow flashed across, and there was no spirit and figure in front of him.

The spirit was not there, but the killing did not stop. The overflowing evil energy blinded Tianji's eyes, ears, nose, all five senses were lost, and the killing intent became stronger. There were endless screams of demons and monsters in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and it was called a ghost prison.

The golden light and shadow led Lingqi away from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, but what he arrived at was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Dojo. Lingqi raised his eyes and saw that on the lotus platform was the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Bodhisattva." Lingqie quickly knelt down and thanked him, "Thank you Bodhisattva for saving my life."

"This is what I promised, and I can't break my promise."

Lingqie continued to ask: "Lingqie has one more thing to ask for, and I hope that the Bodhisattva can help."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his hand to stop him and said, "Stop talking, I can't help you with what you're asking for, and now that you've been rescued, it's time to leave."

"Buddha……"

"You don't need to say too much, you can leave." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva no longer had a gentle attitude before, and his tone was tough.

The two boys heard what Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva said, and came in to ask each other: "Young master, please leave. Since the Bodhisattva has said so, there is no room for change."

Ling Qi took a breath, leaned slightly, and had no choice but to sigh: "Thank you both, and I will ask the two boys to lead the way, and I will leave now."

After Lingqiu left, the figure of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also disappeared from the lotus platform. When he took another look, the person was still there, as if the disappearance just now was just a momentary illusion.

And on the Wangchuan River, a person is flowing down the river, and the Bianhua by the river is swaying in a beautiful figure, containing the joy of being full of blood.

Chen Shangxian made complicated handprints, and his blood outlined the Taoist secret magic talisman, which calculated a person's vitality.

Purple smoke curled up from the furnace, and the two people in the room anxiously waited for the result.

A huge force came back and hit Chen Shangxian's chest, blood gushed out from his mouth, staining the talisman paper on the table red, a period of life was lost, and Chen Shangxian's Taoism suddenly failed.

Wu Guang rushed forward to support Chen Shangxian: "Master, are you alright?"

Chen Shangxian dismissed the loss of life essence, waved his hands and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

Ling Mo nervously followed behind Wu Guang and watched Chen Shangxian take medicine to adjust his breath.

Chen Shangxian held his breath, and said regretfully to Lingmo: "Lingmo, I can't figure out where Lingqi is, but I believe that Lingqi should be safe and sound now, there are other forces secretly protecting you, you can put it down first. Heart."

Ling Mo responded sensiblely: "Well, thank you Daoist Chen, I believe in you, you should adjust your breathing well now."

Chen Shangxian nodded and said: "Then you go out first, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Okay." Although Wu Guang was worried, he took Ling Mo's hand and went out obediently after hearing what the master said.

In the room, Chen Shangxian watched a black air in his palm, and closed his hands.

In the devil world, Lu Li woke up from a dream a hundred years ago, and found that although he was not in the magic cave where he was imprisoned, there was no difference. He smiled bitterly, and his heart throbbed again.

Be Luo, who had been lingering outside the door for a long time, opened the door and entered. Seeing Lu Li in a daze, he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "What? Are you looking forward to returning? Is staying with me a great grievance to you?"

Thinking of the dispute and dishonesty a hundred years ago, Lu Li lost his words for a moment.

"Aren't you even willing to perfunctory and prevaricate? Then I think you don't want to know about your friend's life."

Hearing the news of Lingqie, Lu Lifang reacted, and hurriedly asked, "What chance? But Lingqie is out of danger?"

Bei Luo frowned, and said displeasedly: "I have nothing to say with me, but when you talk about your friends, you are so eager, am I so annoying to you?"

The words of dissatisfaction revealed many emotions. Lu Li could hear the subtext, and said softly: "I just care about my friend, because he is not by my side at the moment, and I care about his safety, but you, you are by my side, I can see you, I can talk to you, and know that you are fine, and that's enough."

"Prevarication and perfunctory words." Biluo said contemptuously.

"It doesn't matter if it's prevarication or perfunctory, it's because you are by my side that I only need to keep my concern for you in my heart, but the spirit is life-threatening, so the eagerness is revealed."

"Hmph, flattering words." Bo Luo sat down and turned his eyes away.

Lu Li put his hand on Bei Luo's hand on his lap, softened his voice, and coaxed a child, "Actually, I remembered, I remembered that you were the child I picked up, and I promised to take you to Bodhi Zen Feng, I missed the appointment and made you stand in the snow for three days and three nights, and searched for me for hundreds of years. What I really owe you is not only an apology, but also the feelings that make up for your loss in these hundreds of years. Sorry, I missed the appointment, can you forgive me?"

The sincere attitude and gentle voice reminded Bo Luo of the kind of warmth that made Lu Li laugh when he was a child when he held him, and that is a memory he still misses and refuses to let go.

"Hmph, Lingqiu left the underworld yesterday, so he must have been saved." After leaving a word, Bei Luo got up with a flick of his sleeves, and strode away.

Hearing this, Lu Li was thankful that he was alive and escaped from the catastrophe, and his face that had lost all color turned rosy.

Beiluo stopped outside the door, silently recited his name several times, and then left, his face was a little red when he left.