Daoist, he doesn't understand love

In the severe pain, Ling Weiyun felt that his soul gradually became very light, leaving his body and floating into the sky.

The last time Ling Weiyun saw Ti Ye, his face was full of astonishment and pain, even if he was stabbed in the stomach, he still hugged him tightly, and refused to let go no matter what.

Seeing this, his heart was also full of heaviness and bewilderment. All the changes happened so fast that people were caught off guard. He didn't even know whether to believe the facts he heard, but it was still because of Ti Ye's painful look, Very untimely, felt distressed.

But as the soul rose and the clouds were heavy, Ling Weiyun began to feel a strong suction force, pulling him hard, and taking him to a certain direction. He knew that his original body and soul had reacted, and he He is about to return to the heavens and return to his original body.

And those chaotic and complicated thoughts, as his soul rose higher and higher, under the more and more powerful call of the fairy body, gradually became lighter and lighter, and finally fell silent and disappeared.

Ling Weiyun hurriedly opened his eyes.

The sound of the waterfall in the ear, the crowing of the golden crow, and the water mist in front of the eyes, thousands of rainbows, a sign of auspiciousness and auspiciousness, not the east pole of the sky, the hibiscus tree where the golden crow lives, and the east-flowing mirror like a waterfall in the sky, Where is it again?

……He is back.

Realizing this, Ling Weiyun still looked a little dazed, as if he hadn't woken up from a big dream, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and placed it on his heart.

It was beating vigorously there, and it looked very lively, and it was healthier and safer than the one he had in the human world.

But now he was able to tell that it was not a real heart that was beating inside.

It was clear that he still clearly remembered the great grief and grief he experienced in the human world just a moment ago, but at this moment, his mind was as calm as water, and the waves were calm.

Even if he learned the truth about the destruction of the Dao School, even if he heard that Ti Ye was the real culprit back then, it would be difficult for him to have an overly intense emotion.

Love or hate seemed to be stripped from him, even though he knew what it was, it was difficult to truly feel and touch it.

It turns out that the difference between intentional and unintentional is so much worse.

Ling Weiyun was dazed for a while, only to realize that there was a sense of darkness around him. Ling Weiyun remembered that before he left, he had asked Qingrong to put his body in the hibiscus tree, so he made a trick in his hand, and the whole person disappeared from the sky. Fusang Muli floated out and appeared.

There was another person who appeared almost at the same time as him.

Red hair and black robe, face full of red lines, who is it not Ti Ye?

And the red lines on his face really covered a wider area.

It was just that for a while, neither of them noticed this, but when their eyes met, they both felt relatively speechless.

Ti Ye came up almost at the same time as him, and it is obvious that he has just returned to his original body. The blank expression on his face is much heavier than Ling Weiyun's - this is natural, he is equivalent to reabsorbing more Hundreds of years of memory, and the memory of the two lives must be fused together.

And as the memory returned to his mind, the bewildered look on Ti Ye's face receded, and gradually began to turn pale.

Ling Weiyun saw that his expression seemed to have regained his senses, almost without thinking, he called out: "Ah—"

But when he opened his mouth, Ti Ye was shaken all over his body, as if he heard something that couldn't be more terrifying, or as if seeing the most terrifying nightmare in his life, he took a step back suddenly.

Seeing him like this, Ling Weiyun subconsciously moved his feet, wanting to approach Ti Ye.

This time Ti Ye didn't retreat, he just turned around and ran away.

A black shadow flickered in the clouds and disappeared in front of Ling Weiyun's eyes in an instant.

Ling Weiyun's words only started, and before he could finish, he looked at the place where Ti Ye disappeared, and after a moment of silence, he completed the rest of the sentence: "A Ye...does your wound still hurt?"

Before he was about to die, he insisted on stabbing Ti Ye with the sword, not because he was so angry that he wanted to back him up before he died, but since he took Ti Ye to the lower world, he stabbed such an old incident later When they came out, they had to be brought back, and the two of them confronted each other face to face and made it clear.

But right now, with Ti Ye's reaction, he didn't refute it, and he didn't dare to face him, and ran away without saying a word, which meant to admit it.

After Ling Weiyun finished talking to himself, he stood in the same place, motionless, with a dazed expression, and wanted to say that he was thinking about something, but he didn't. He just felt that the part of his heart was empty.

No sorrow, no joy, no anger, no hatred.

"Ling Yun?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Qingrong, dressed in green clothes, fell lightly in front of his eyes, his face was as calm as ever, and asked him: "When did you come back?"

Ling Weiyun came back to his senses and said, "Just now."

Qing Rong said: "It's been a while since I went down to see you, but you came up by yourself."

He said again: "Why did you come up so quickly? Could it be that you have already untied Ti Ye's obsession?"

Ling Weiyun shook his head, remembering the red lines covering his entire face that he saw on Ti Ye's face just now, and said: "Not only did it not untie, but it might be even heavier."

Qingrong: "?"

Ling Weiyun briefly told Qing Rong what happened in the human world, and Qing Rong's eyes widened slightly, because it was unbelievable, her usual calm voice fluctuated: "You mean, the Dao sect was destroyed. , Did Ti Ye do it?"

Ling Weiyun didn't nod, didn't shake his head, just said in a calm tone similar to Qingrong's usual, rationally said: "If it's true that Ti Ye killed the entire Taoist sect, I can't let him go because of emotion and reason. .”

Qingrong heard the hidden meaning in his words: "If?"

Ling Weiyun nodded, and said: "This time is still Yi Xiu's opinion alone. I have lost my memory, and I don't know the whole picture, so I can't jump to conclusions."

Qingrong said sharply: "But didn't he run away just now?"

"Isn't this equivalent to him admitting it himself, so he dare not face you?"

To this, Ling Weiyun could not refute for a moment.

Qing Rong said strangely: "The murderer has admitted it himself, but you still have to help him escape."

Ling Weiyun didn't feel that he was trying to excuse Ti Ye. He also remembered that when he heard it just now, because of his unsteady mind, he also had intense emotions, his mind went blank, and it was difficult to think.

But now that he was forced to return to a state of ruthlessness and desire, his mind became much clearer because of it.

He thought for a while, and said, "There is the most obvious problem in Yi Xiu's words."

Qingrong: "What?"

Ling Weiyun said: "Since he has already sealed Ti Ye, logically speaking, Ti Ye should be the same as himself, the soul is sealed in the formation and cannot come out, but why, Ti Ye is still outside Strolling, but also survived the catastrophe, cultivated to become a fairy?"

Hearing this, Qing Rong was also a little confused, and nodded: "That's true."

Ling Weiyun: "So I think there is something strange about it."

Qing Rong asked: "What's so strange?"

Ling Weiyun shook his head: "I don't know."

According to what Yi Xiu said, that schadenfreude is probably not a lie, but what he said about Ti Ye being sealed does not make sense, and he also said that he taught him the sealing technique...

Ling Weiyun frowned, although Yi Xiu said that he did it, but he had a very weird feeling, not because he suspected that Yi Xiu was lying, but he couldn't quite understand why his former self could To do such a thing to Ti Ye - despite the fact that Ti Ye killed his master and ancestor.

But then he remembered that not long ago, he had personally stabbed Ti Ye, compared to this, it didn't seem to be much better.

It's just that Ling Weiyun felt that he had an explainable reason for doing this, and he also knew that Ti Ye would not die if he struck this sword, so the nature was quite different.

Ling Weiyun intuitively felt that there must be something in it that he hadn't thought of, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

It's a pity that he lost that part of his memory, otherwise everything would be clear.He raised his head abruptly, and said to Qingrong: "Qingrong, is there nothing you can do to help me recover my memory?"

Qingrong looked at him slightly surprised.

It's no wonder that Qing Rong was surprised, usually Ling Weiyun had no desires or desires, and was indifferent to everything, even if he lost his memory, he never thought about getting it back, this was the first time Ling Weiyun asked Qing Rong about restoring his memory.

But Qingrong answered very decisively, saying: "No."

Ling Weiyun was taken aback, and asked him, "Why?"

Qingrong said indifferently: "Have you forgotten, you have no heart."

Ling Weiyun froze for a moment and stopped talking.

"Your original heart is gone, and now you rely on the blood spar to support your body, but although the blood spar can save your life and make you look like ordinary people, but no heart is no heart, That's why you are ruthless and desireless, and the relevant memories from the past, presumably also disappeared along with your missing heart."

Ling Weiyun also guessed that this is the case, otherwise why is it such a coincidence that what was lost was the memory before the heart was lost?

Qingrong said: "If you want to get back your memory, you have to get back your heart, but let's not mention whether your original heart was destroyed in the fight at that time, even if it wasn't, it has been lost for hundreds of years. If it wasn’t destroyed, it would have rotted long ago.”

Ling Weiyun didn't speak, and after a long time, he sighed in a low voice: "...Yes."

I also feel ridiculous, how can I find my former heart after hundreds of years.

It seems that there is no way to retrieve the memory.

Ling Weiyun said: "Then there is another way."

Qing Rong was taken aback: "What?"

Ling Weiyun flipped his wrist, and a mass of white spiritual power fireworks condensed in his palm, pure and dazzling, very pure and honest at first glance.

"Anyway, it's also the magic circle I passed on to him. This trash Yi Xiu can't untie it. I can always untie it. If I can't untie it—"

Ling Weiyun suddenly closed his palms, and said coldly: "Just blast away."

Since I couldn't figure it out, I just opened the seal and looked at what was sealed inside, and everything became clear.