Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

The eyes met, and the other party even slightly bent his eyebrows and eyes.

An Jinghe's heart skipped a beat.Luo Junqing was almost hidden in the darkness behind him. He was dressed in white at any time, but he could only see clearly the half of his face illuminated by the slanting sunlight.

He is still unparalleled in style and extraordinary in handsomeness.

Luo Junqing's eyes were as bright as cold stars, and she looked at An Jinghe deeply, making An Jinghe feel suffocated by chains.

Luo Junqing didn't expect that he would see the real An Jinghe as soon as he left the customs. It wasn't what he thought in his dreams, nor what he saw in a fantasy, but An Jinghe standing in front of him alive.

Although his elder brother looked like, he didn't really want to see him that much.

But what does it matter?him today.

What he thinks in his dream is An Jinghe, what he thinks in his heart is An Jinghe, and what he sees in his illusion is also An Jinghe.

This person is his obsession, his inner demon.

Therefore, as long as this person belongs to him, it is enough.

Luo Junqing smiled silently.

"Master Nephew Luo has left the customs." Yan Yu explained.

"Uncle Master." Luo Junqing nodded slightly and saluted.

"Since you've left the customs, you can take this senior and Jinghe with you," the headmaster said to Luo Junqing, "It's the girl in the ice that I saw when I sent you in."

"In the ice?" Rong Xiran walked to the secret door, "Did she freeze herself up?"

Yan Yu explained: "It's not all like that. When the master brought her back, she blocked her own senseless, half-dead state. In order to hang her life, the master used the thousand-year-old black ice Seal her in the stone wall of the cold pool of the underground palace."

Only then did Luo Junqing see clearly the appearance of the other person in the hall.

He was wearing an ordinary pure white gown, but it looked like the most exquisite Chinese clothing, with an extraordinary bearing. What caught his attention the most was that he was very familiar with this person.

That was the man in Snow Fox Girl's illusion.

Rong Xi dye?

Isn't it rumored that he is already dead?Why does it appear here again?

There were thousands of spins in her mind, but Luo Junqing didn't show much.

"Yes, Master." Luo Junqing looked at Yan Yu, and respectfully responded, then turned sideways, opened his arms, made a gesture of invitation, and took the lead to re-enter the secret door.

An Jinghe followed Rong Xiran into the secret passage.

The hidden door slowly closed.

Yan Yu finally couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly slid down to the ground while holding onto the wall, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The old face transformed by the support of spiritual power faded away, revealing a young and handsome but somewhat pale face.

This is what he is.

The Zongmen inheritance has been completely inherited by Luo Junqing, and he has been holding on just now, and now there is no one else, so he can show his weakness and fatigue.

"Senior brother." Yan Li walked in at some point, and gently helped Yan Yu up.

"Junior brother, all this is finally coming to an end." Yan Yu weakly opened his eyes.

"Don't talk." Yan Li hugged him horizontally, and Yu Jian flew out of the main peak.

Holding a cluster of flames in Luo Junqing's hands, the three of them walked around in the tunnel, avoiding all the formations and finally arrived at the cold pool.

"Here we are," Luo Junqing stopped, pointed to a certain place on the stone wall, and tapped a few corners with his fingertips, and the underground palace was immediately filled with the brilliance of night pearls.

As if soaked in moonlight.

An Jinghe originally just followed to see, but what he saw completely shocked him.

Although the woman was deeply trapped in the profound ice, her face was still clearly revealed.

An Jinghe's face suddenly lost all color, trembling back a few steps, his feet went limp, and he almost fell into the cold pool, Luo Junqing quickly grabbed him and pulled him into his arms.

An Jinghe did not struggle nor dodge.

Shock, bewilderment, joy... So many complex emotions intertwined, An Jinghe only felt a splitting headache.

He just felt that all the things he believed in in the past were shattered.

What is true and what is false?

Rong Xiran reached out and gently stroked the thousand-year-old piece of ice.

The piece of thousand-year-old black ice that was impenetrable by fire and unbreakable by blades actually shattered inch by inch, leaving icy scum all over the ground.

Rong Xiran reached out to catch the woman in white who had fallen from the ice, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the center of the woman's eyebrows. After a while, the woman finally woke up.

Rong Xiran put her down.

The woman in white finally spoke a word, her voice was clear and somewhat hoarse: "I have been waiting for you for 80 years, and you are finally here."

Hearing this voice, An Jinghe trembled all over.

The woman in white turned around, blinked playfully, and said with a smile, "Brother."

It is obviously pleasing to the eye, but An Jinghe seems to have fallen into an ice cave, and feels like a light on his back.

Countless pictures flooded into his mind like snowflakes.

Splitting headache.

An Jinghe hugged his head like he was going crazy, Luo Junqing hugged him tightly, looked at Rong Xiran, and said coldly: "What did you do to him!"

"I'm not wrong about anything," Rong Xiran smiled half-smile, "Maybe it's him himself, remembering something..."

This kind of pain was really terrible. After struggling for a while, An finally lost consciousness.

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An Jinghe just felt as if he was firmly suppressed by something, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't even move.

The surrounding area was empty, and those snowflake-like fragments kept pouring into his mind.

The sky is full of red clouds, gray-brown sand and stones, and the magnificent and majestic magic palace.

A cute child, Yuxue, pulled another older child to play together. The older child obviously didn't like this kind of play, but he was still patient and played with the younger child tenderly.

After a while, a beautiful woman came out, holding the little doll tightly in her arms, leading the older child, and the three of them walked towards the magic palace together.

The older child raised his head and talked to the woman, while the younger child desperately reached down to touch the older child's hair.

Against the setting sun, the silhouettes of the three were stretched very long.

It was so warm that An Jinghe couldn't help raising the corners of her lips.

Then the screen changed abruptly.

There were corpses everywhere, and blood stained every inch of the ground.

The Queen took her two children to hide in the secret passage.

Watching the familiar figures in the Demon Palace fall one after another through the small gaps, even the supreme Demon Lord gradually showed fatigue under the wave after wave of attacks.

Fighting alone, how can it be against the repeated attacks of the rebels.

In the end, no matter how powerful the former monarch of the demon world was, he finally fell into a pool of blood.

Behind the secret door, the queen covered her mouth and wept uncontrollably, tears falling drop by drop on the top of the hair of the two children in her arms.

The child seemed to be still ignorant, but he also noticed the sadness of his mother, his eyes turned red, and he began to sob softly.

The queen took the older boy's hand, wiped away her tears, her eyes were red, but her eyes were cold and cautious: "My good boy, remember what you saw today, these people killed your father and king, they ruined everything. You have to remember all this, and in the future, we will double the lights and let them all be buried with your father!"

"I see, Queen Mother." The eldest child looked calm, and his red pupils seemed to be flowing with blood.

"Don't cry," the Queen looked at the child in her arms, "You too, remember everything about today!"

The child seemed to be frightened, forgot to cry, and choked up softly.

The queen picked him up, took the older child by the hand, and fled out in a panic.

It was still the backs of the three people, stepping on the blood, with indescribable sadness.

An Jinghe was on the outside, but seemed to be able to empathize with the pain.

The picture changed again, the queen's eyes were red and swollen, and she gave the child's hand to a man in red. The man in red looked like the queen, a very heroic beauty, as magnificent as the sun and flames.

The young man in red hugged the queen lightly, as if to comfort her, the two talked for a while, An Jinghe didn't know what they said, the queen burst into tears, and the man in red patted her on the back.

The queen finally regained her composure, wiped away her tears, took a deep look at the child, took the older child's hand, and returned to the depths of the demon world.

The young man in red squatted down and touched the child's hair with great pity. An Jinghe heard the child speak softly: "Uncle..."

"Don't be afraid, uncle will protect you." The young man in red picked up the child and took him away.

In the blink of an eye, the scene changed again.

The young man in red held the hand of the child and sat in a palace made of ice and snow.The woman on the opposite side is also extremely beautiful.

There were tears in the woman's eyes, the two talked for a while, and then smiled again.An Jinghe felt a chill in his heart, that woman was clearly the snow fox girl on Tianshan Mountain——Xue Yu.

Xue Yu called the young man in red "brother".

So the young man in red is—Jun Lianxiao? !

So, this kid is actually him?In other words, is it the An Jinghe of this world?

An Jinghe's heart suddenly twitched.

During the trip to Tianshan, he clearly remembered that Snow Fox herself said that she couldn't fall in love with Rong Xi, so out of jealousy, she took this opportunity to kill her brother.

Could it be this time?

Sure enough, a moment later.

In the snow hall, a large number of demon masters broke into.

Lord Lianxiao protected Xueyu and the child behind his back, and drew out the jade flute from his waist to meet the enemy.

But in the next moment, a dagger was pierced through the heart.

The dagger was poisoned and stabbed from behind.

The dagger was pierced into the flesh and blood, and was pulled out tremblingly.

Mr. Lianxiao turned around in disbelief.

With a crisp sound, the dagger fell to the ground.

Xue Yu covered her mouth, tears kept rolling down, her right hand stopped in the air, her fingertips were covered with blood, drop by drop, falling to the ground, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Lord Lianxiao sealed several meridians and asked, "Why?"

His eyes were full of pain, and he couldn't figure out why his own sister, who gave his life to protect her, stabbed him in the back.

Xue Yu stopped her tears immediately, and madness filled her pupils, "Why? You ask me why? I also want to ask you, why as long as you are around, he will never see me in his eyes? I want to see, If you are dead, will he look at me, so go to die, go to death!"

Xue Yu covered her ears like crazy and took a few steps back, her laughter was more piercing than her crying.

Jun Xiao twitched the corners of his lips mockingly, but it made his face paler.

"You do it yourself." He picked up the child beside him, and the jade flute swept across, and the magic soldiers immediately retreated a few steps.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Mr. Lianxiao's lips, dripping on the child in his arms.

The dagger pierced his heart, and the dagger still contained toxins that suppressed the power of the blood. Mr. Lianxiao is in a very bad condition now, flying and stopping all the way, heading towards the human world.

In the end, he still hadn't reached the human world, so he couldn't hold on and fell down.

Mr. Lianxiao exhausted his last bit of strength to seal off the devilish energy of the child in his arms, making the child look like a baby again.

But because Mr. Lianxiao was really just holding his breath and lacking in strength, he didn't fully implement this exercise.

The child's remnant soul left the body.

In the later scene, the white-haired old Taoist brought back the baby-like child on the ground.

But because of the loss of a soul, the child fell into a coma.

All the pictures here are shattered into ashes.

An Jinghe suddenly panicked, what is real?

He didn't dare to think about where the wisp of remnant soul went.

An Jingyan clearly exists in another world, that is his sister, why does she appear here?

80 years ago, Lord Lianxiao passed away, and An Jinghe of this world lost a remnant soul.

80 years ago, the woman in white closed herself and was sealed in ice.

So he had a younger sister in reality...

An Jinghe suddenly opened his eyes.

Instead, he found himself lying on a bed of ice.

Looking around again, the boxy house was covered with ice and snow.

An Jinghe got out of bed and walked out of the room, but saw a corridor made of ice one day. An Jinghe walked along it, and there were many small rooms on both sides of the corridor.Suddenly heard a slight whimper, mixed with low curses, and even laughter, An Jinghe couldn't hear it clearly.

Just as I was about to concentrate on judging the origin of the voice, I heard a cold voice: "Go straight to the end and turn right."

It is Rong Xi dye.

Chong Ning did not dare to act rashly, and followed his instructions to move forward.

Moved into a slightly larger room.There is an ice coffin in the middle of the room.Rong Xiran sat beside the ice coffin, and the woman in white stood beside him, seeing Lin Lan, she raised her head and smiled at him.

Facing this face, An Jinghe was a little dazed.

The ice coffin was translucent, and the person inside could be vaguely seen wearing a red dress.

An Jinghe probably already knew who was inside.

"You've been sleeping for two whole months, how are you? Have you seen those memories?" Rong Xiran stood up and turned to An Jinghe.

"Memory?" An Jing's heart sank.

"Yes, that's your memory," Rong Xiran chuckled, "You're a smart kid, you should know where that strand of soul went."

An Jinghe didn't speak.

"No matter which world you are in, you are An Jinghe. An Jinghe in these two worlds is just one person from beginning to end." Seeing that he was silent, Rong Xiran simply made everything clear.

So, in fact, he is the real brother of the Demon Lord.

He is the peace and harmony of this world.

After traveling for so long, all his struggles now seem so ridiculous.

They all know the truth of the matter.

"You are An Jinghe of this world, are you not happy with this truth, your brother, father, mother," Rong Xiran paused, his expression softened, "and him, they love you very much."

"So what is your purpose now?" An Jinghe took a few steps closer, the coffin lid above was transparent and bright, and he could clearly see the appearance of the man in red in the ice coffin.

Mr. Lianxiao closed his eyes, lying in the ice coffin, with black hair spread under his body, red lips and fair skin, as beautiful as when he was alive, but a little more fragile.

"As long as you get the godhead, can you save him?"

"Yes." Rong Xiran replied.

An Jing said softly: "There is one fragment in Luo Junqing's body, and the other two are missing."

"No, what's troublesome now is precisely the part in Luo Junqing's body." Rong Xiran said, "I made a mistake, I didn't expect him to have such great luck that he can directly form alchemy with the godhead."

"Since we know that it's on him, there will always be a solution," An Jing said condescendingly, "What about the other two pieces?"

"One piece is with me, and the other piece is with you." Rong Xiran said, turning to the woman in white, and calling out, "Susu."

"Yes." The woman in white replied.

Susu?

An Jinghe looked over, the person with the face of "An Jingyan" turned out to be Susu.

Even the name is fake.

Rong Xiran said: "Susu is a fragment of godhood."

An Jinghe frowned: "Godhead can give birth to consciousness, and can change form?"

Rong Xiran touched the lid of the coffin, "Yes, that's why that godhead has been lurking beside you for so long, and you haven't even noticed it."

"You mean, the system is actually a godhead?" An Jinghe thought for a moment, then guessed, "But it has disappeared for a long time."

"But there are other things around you recently." Rong Xiran frowned.

"Recently..." An Jinghe had an answer in his mind, "You said, that gilded sacred tree?"

Rong Xiran gave a rare smile, "It's not too stupid."

An Jinghe summoned the little divine tree from his dantian.

The little god tree jumped out with a small root like a skirt, and when it saw a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, it paused for a moment, and was about to turn its head to An Jing and ask for help, but saw another face with a blank face. The expression on his face suddenly turned pale.

"Take it if you want it," An Jing said softly.

"Don't, Xiaohehe, don't give me to him, this big villain..." Before Xiaoshenshu could finish his sentence, Rong Xiran took it into his palm.

An Jinghe didn't give up, he never thought about wanting these godheads, "There is one last piece of godhead left, how do you plan to get it?"

Rong Xiran smiled again: "It's up to you."