Mozun's apprentice is wrong

For nearly half a month, Lin Yuyang devoted himself to taking care of him and protecting him almost non-stop.

But the only thing that puzzled him was that since that day, the other party refused to go into the water anyway.I still always meditate by the pool with my back to him.

Sometimes he could vaguely hear the scriptures of the Qingjing Sutra.

Do I need the assistance of the Qingjing Sutra to practice any exercises?Why doesn't he know?

Until one day, Lin Yuyang still helped him to carry out his kung fu, and when the two of them finished their kung fu, he saw faint flashes of spiritual flow like golden lightning colliding in his palms.

The spirit vein was finally opened.

Lin Yuyang obviously felt a chilling aura released from around the master, not because of the suppression of his cultivation, but a strange aura he had never felt before.

If I have to describe it, it is a kind of chill that keeps people thousands of miles away, as if everything in the world is far away from it, and it is high above, which makes people feel a sense of awe involuntarily.

But in this sense of awe, he felt an unknown attraction, and wanted to find out with fear and fear.

His gaze rose as Bai Jingxuan slowly got up, facing the sunlight cast from behind the figure.

The translucent white gauze softened the light and turned into a faint halo covering the figure, like a heavenly being.

The figure turned around, facing the sun, Lin Yuyang could only see a vague outline and a golden leaf shining golden between his eyebrows.

Gold leaf?He reached out his hand slowly in a strange way, trying to touch the thin leaf.

Under the light, Bai Jingxuan who bowed his head slightly, and Lin Yuyang who knelt on one knee and stretched his arms towards him.The beautiful silhouettes of the two fell on the courtyard wall, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Lin Yuyang got up slowly involuntarily, and finally touched the golden leaf. The moment his skin touched, he almost forgot to breathe.

Bai Jingxuan blinked suspiciously, his slender eyelashes swept across the boy's palm, and a tingling sensation like an electric shock hit his heart.

"how?"

Master's deep and pleasant voice woke him up, he took a quick breath and withdrew his hands and said, "It's nothing, it's just...the imprint of Xuanbingquan, Master, has turned into gold, and this disciple is curious."

Bai Jingxuan let out a groan, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows, thinking that his mind was probably influenced by his own spiritual power.

Although the spirit vein has not been fully restored, it is already able to run the spirit flow of the body.

"How does Master feel? Are all the spirit veins recovered?"

He nodded slowly, glanced at his palm and said, "It's probably less than [-]% of recovery, but it should be soon."

Because the flames ignited again in the Vipassion Mansion became more and more prosperous at an obvious speed, and the golden elixir could already be seen taking shape.

Lin Yuyang said happily: "Master has suffered for the past few days. If you want to eat anything, this disciple will make it for you."

Looking at his disciple's red eyes and absent-minded pupils, he sighed, "No need, you can go rest."

"But……"

"No but." Bai Jingxuan ordered: "Then go back and give me twelve hours of sleep."

"All day?" Lin Yuyang said loudly.

"What? Disobedient?"

One day, he said that it was short, and the apprentice hadn't had a full night's sleep for almost a whole month.

"Yes." Lin Yuyang reluctantly agreed.

That night.

Bai Jingxuan came to Lin Yuyang's room quietly under the moonlight.

The other party was lying down, breathing evenly and deeply.It seemed that he was so tired that he didn't even notice his undisguised Reiatsu.

Once his spiritual power recovered, he couldn't wait to explore Lin Yuyang's mystery.

A ray of golden aura appeared in his palm, and then he stretched out his two fingers to make a seal, and waved the aura into Lin Yuyang's forehead.

A golden six-pointed star appeared in front of the foreheads of the two at the same time, flickering like breathing.

In an instant, the surrounding scenes changed, and the small room turned into a vast expanse of white clouds.

Bai Jingxuan looked around in the fog, trying to find Lin Yuyang.

Not long after, he heard his own voice coming from behind, "Your life is your own, and no one has the right to control it."

He turned around abruptly, and in front of him was the inn they had stayed in before.

He saw himself sitting on the couch, and the young man in front of him solemnly kowtowed to him.

He didn't expect that one of his innocuous words would become the deepest memory of the other party, and even imprinted in his soul.

But this was not what he was looking for, so he scattered it with a wave of his clothes.

The next scene appeared, the baby in the swaddle was crying loudly, the old man pointed to the sky covered in red mist, and shouted: "The big star has fallen, and the blood fog is all over the sky! It's an ominous omen!"

"Throw this child away! Otherwise, it will bring disaster to us!"

The old woman gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and grabbed the baby's neck fiercely, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

The child's crying stopped abruptly, and his little face was flushed red. The moment he was almost out of breath, the old woman let go of her hand, sobbing, "No... no..."

The old man became impatient and grabbed the child, "Give it to me!"

Then he raised it above his head and was about to fall, but was stopped by a weak woman who rushed out of the room, "Don't!"

This was Lin Yuyang's first escape from death, Bai Jingxuan's heart tightened, and he waved his sleeves to dissipate the scene again.

The memory in the soul goes deeper layer by layer.

The man in the black shirt who appeared next was not Lin Yuyang.

He flew in mid-air, his cloak fluttered in the strong wind, and he held up a broad-handled epee. His face was stern and sharp, but he could feel the overwhelming anger from those cold eyebrows and eyes.

A thunderbolt flashed high in the sky and poured into Jianfeng.With his loud shout, the epee fell with a thunderous force, and amidst the deafening bang, the earth was split into a chasm-like crack, which almost went straight to the ground.

The earth trembled, the mountains crumbled, and the sea rolled up in great waves.

The cries and cries for help of all living beings were drowned out in this great change in the world.

Bai Jingxuan sighed. In that life, he tried his best to kill him, but his soul was not crushed by the heavy thunder.It was also the most direct reason why he decided to come to find out the truth in person in this life. He was afraid that the other party would fall into the devil in another life, and he would not be able to stop this immortal soul.

The screen changed again.

A man in a red shirt knelt on his knees in the raging fire, holding a lifeless woman like a piece of paper in his arms with absent-minded eyes. His eyes were dull and lifeless.Under him, the extremely dark atmosphere quickly dissipated, and the people who passed by were devastated.

A long and extremely sad howl pierced the sky, and then turned into a ghostly laugh.

As memories of previous lives flashed by, Bai Jingxuan became more and more depressed and irritable.

These are not the real you, who are you? !

He no longer has the patience to look through the memories of the world, and quickly swipes away these heavy scenes with his sleeves.

Until all the memory fragments were removed by him, he returned to the white cloud again.

This is impossible, where is the origin of Lin Yuyang's soul?

He looked everywhere, but found nothing.

The generation of any soul consciousness has its origin, and it is impossible to have no reason at all.

He didn't give up, and after thinking for a moment, his eyes moved slightly. If he couldn't find the source, then he must have lost his mind.

He recited a series of incantations, then formed a seal with his palms, opened a huge circular golden light formation, and then shouted: "Come out!"

After counting breaths, more than a dozen vague shadows suddenly appeared in the center of the formation.

Among the shadows, he vaguely heard a voice, "Ling..."

He was shocked and froze.

The voice was so familiar, yet so strange, as if it came from an ancient time and space, intermittently, and then disappeared in a moment.

The figure fell apart suddenly, and he suddenly woke up.

"return!"

He cast the spell again to form an array, but the figure never appeared again.

He stood there in a daze, completely unaware that the hexagram on his forehead had disappeared, and he returned to Lin Yuyang's room.

A puzzled voice came from next to my ear: "Master?"