Chapter 115

In the next moment, Lin Muyi suddenly felt that the disgusting feeling disappeared.

He was slightly stunned, but was immediately awakened by the cry of a baby.

He looked down and saw that the child was lying there, a little weak, even crying a little weak. Lin Muyi looked around a little dazedly, and saw that the four sides were extremely open, and in the far and far places, the mountain peaks were peeking out of the clouds. From time to time, birds flew by in the sky, but they seemed to avoid this place, and did not dare to approach it at all.

On the ground beneath his feet was a huge pit, hundreds of feet in size, and there was not a single grass growing in this pit, and there was no living thing—except for the child.

The little baby was □□ all over, lying in the gray ashes, waving his white and tender arms like lotus roots, crying vigorously, his big eyes were wet with tears, as if he was protesting why Lin Muyi didn't hug him.

Lin Mu smiled, bent down, and picked up the child from the ashes.

The moment he picked him up, he was shocked by the unfamiliar, overly soft touch, and then the child pulled his attention back. The child moved in his arms, as if uncomfortable with his clumsiness.

Lin Mu moved, watched the child change into a more distorted position in his arms, thought about it and gave up. He knew that he would not hold the child at all, and that he could not do anything about such a fluffy little thing, so he gave up trying to make him sleep more comfortably.

The child twisted again, and seemed to have finally compromised, lying in his arms in an extremely distorted position, with bright tears on his white and tender little face, closed his eyes, grabbed a strand of Lin Muyi's hair and fell asleep. On his chest, a crystal clear jade pendant shone with a smooth light.

Lin Mu smiled, but in a blink of an eye, he saw that the child was already lying in his room at the top of Hongluo Peak.

The boy was lying on his back, still untouched, looking at him with those big dark eyes, giggling and writhing to sit up from the bed.

Lin Muyi stretched out his hand to play with him, turned him over, and saw him lying on the bed a little dazed, and immediately began to pout his ass happily and wanted to get up from the bed.

Lin Muyi couldn't help laughing, covered his smooth and smooth back with his hand, and said something in his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body poured out, flowing from his palm to the baby's back, carving lines one after another.

The boy suddenly screamed, howling and crying, and struggling desperately to turn over. Lin Muyi stretched out his hand to hold him down, pressing him tightly on the bed and lying on his stomach, but the palm spiritual power continued to flow out without stopping at all, carving dense runes on the child's back, and those runes penetrated deeply along the baby's bare back, and were always imprinted in the deepest part of his soul.

I don't know how long it took, the baby seemed to have lost the strength to cry, and a pair of big smart eyes became lifeless, slightly open in confusion, and silently kept tears.

His whole body was wet with cold sweat, and it seemed that only one breath was left. Lin Muyi touched him and found that the aura on his body had changed entirely. That abnormal spiritual power was sealed, and no one could see the child's brilliant spiritual root that was covered by the twists and turns of the formation.

He hung the jade pendant back on the child's neck, but the lustrous light in the jade pendant was gone.

Lin Muyi finally smiled with satisfaction. In this way, no one can see where the child came from.

The boy survived, even though he was only a mortal now. Lin Muyi saw the child sweeping the yard with a broom taller than him, looking at the house from time to time. Lin Muyi knew that he wanted to come and see him, but he didn't dare to disturb his cultivation.

Lin Mu thought about it for a while and found Granny Hong from the bottom of the mountain. He took the child by the hand and handed him into the hands of Granny Hong. He looked at the child holding Granny Hong's hand, looking at him a little timidly, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance.

With Granny Hong taking care of the child, Lin Muyi went to the back mountain of Hongluo Peak to retreat and practice. But it didn't go so well.

He has been stuck in the middle stage of Jindan for more than ten years, but it has been difficult to break through. He knew he was in a hurry. But he also knew that he had to break through as soon as possible. His qualifications are only in the middle and upper ranks in the door, and his cultivation is also ordinary, although he closed the order early, but since then his cultivation has been progressing slowly.

This made him a little anxious. Looking at the child's figure in the courtyard, he couldn't help but think that it would be nice if he could have such strong qualifications.

The breakthrough was not smooth, and he became more and more impatient. Looking at the child, he suddenly thought with some malice, even if he had such a rebellious qualification, what if he was only a mortal now.

But why isn't it me who has that kind of qualification? Lin Muyi couldn't help but think that if I could have that kind of qualification, I wouldn't be so wasted.

Lin Muyi went to the back mountain again. He hopes to make a smooth breakthrough this time.

However, all was not as he wanted. He felt the spiritual power in his body almost burst out, as if he had been burned on a scorching flame, and the pain made him frantically attack everything his eyes could see. One last blink of sanity made him realize that he was going to die.

Went mad and exploded to death.

"Master?" the boy appeared in front of him again at some point, looking at him worriedly and fearfully.

Lin Muyi couldn't control himself at all, and rushed towards the child.

Lin Muyi pinched the child's neck. The child was thin and small, his neck was so slender that Lin Muyi could hold it with almost one hand.

"Division...... Master ......" The child had a weak smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be afraid, nor did he struggle at all.

"Yin Wuji, since you are so reluctant to leave me, then die with me. Lin Muyi said hoarsely.

"Yes, Master. The boy smiled again, "Master, don't you want to leave me. ”

Lin Muyi watched the child's face become gray little by little, and he lost his anger a little bit, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He must be crazy.

That's obviously Shi'er, how can it be Yin Wuji? How can Shi'er call him Master?

That's not Yin Wubin, and he's not Lin Muyi.

Yes, he is not Lin Muyi! It is Lin Muyi who wants to kill Shi'er, not him! How could he kill Shi'er? It is Lin Muyi! Lin Muyi will kill Shi'er by mistake as soon as he goes mad.

Then Lin Muyi also died, Lin Muyi was obviously dead!

So who is he?

He felt a splitting headache, but he couldn't think of anything.

Who is he? He is clearly not Lin Muyi, why does he have Lin Muyi's memory?

He staggered to his feet, leaning on the basin and looking at the unfamiliar face reflected in the water. Who is he, and who is this face in front of him?

He remembered that he had been killed by lightning after a failed escape!

Yes, yes, he had already been struck by the thunder! He fell to the ground and finally remembered. Yes, his name is Xie Weijun!

There was a sudden burst of ecstasy in his heart, yes, he was not Lin Muyi, he was Xie Weijun!

He was struggling to get up from the ground, but suddenly he heard a noise at the door, he looked up, and saw a seven-year-old picker carefully peeping in from outside the door, and said in surprise: "Real person, why are you sitting on the ground?"

He looked at Shi'er coldly and said, "You recognize the wrong person, I'm Xie Weijun, not Lin Muyi." ”

Shi'er shook her head and said, "Master, what are you talking about? You are obviously my master Lin Muyi." As she spoke, Shi'er reached out to support him.

As soon as he heard Shi'er say this, he felt angry, and raised his hand to wave his hand aside: "I'm not your master!" he stood up and said angrily, "Go away! ”

Shi'er hugged his leg and cried, "Master, Master, don't want me, don't drive me away!"

He kicked the picker away impatiently. The boy rolled on the ground a few times, and when he got up again, he was already seventeen years old.

Shi'er stuck up, ignored his struggles, hugged him, and whispered in his ear, "Master, don't you want to leave me. ”

He was shocked, pushed his tightly hugged body, and scolded: "Yin Wuji! Let go! I'm not your master! I'm Xie Weijun!"

Yin Wuxian shook his head, and said helplessly: "What Xie Weijun? Who is Xie Weijun? There is no Xie Weijun in this world at all, you have been looking for it, have you forgotten?"

Hearing Yin Wuji's words, he was a little confused: "Without Xie Weijun, how can there be no Xie Weijun? I am obviously Xie Weijun!"

Yin Wujian looked a little worried, raised his hand and touched his forehead, and said, "Master, you are talking nonsense, you are obviously my master Lin Muyi." ”

"I ...... Am I Lin Muyi?" His eyes were a little sloppy, and he murmured, "So I am Lin Muyi...... I'm Lin Muyi......"

Yin Wuxian smiled, and hugged him tighter: "Yes, you are my master, and you are Lin Muyi." If there is no Lin Muyi, how can there be a seal without restraint?"

"Yes, without Lin Muyi, how could there be Yin Wuji?" he muttered as if he was bewitched, repeating Yin Wuji's words.

Yes, in this life, it was he who accepted Yin Wujian as an apprentice, it was he who helped him unlock the seal, it was he who gave him the name Yin Wujian, and it was he who helped him heal, helped him reshape his body, and helped him build a foundation and a knot, so that Yin Wujian's strength now surpasses him!

Just thinking about it, Yin Wuxian's face in front of him suddenly changed, and he was as cold as ice, and said unhappily: "Don't you want to leave me again." I am now higher than you, you see, as long as I want to, I can catch you, you can't break me at all. ”

Lin Mu was still a little dizzy, but when he heard him say this, he seemed to remember something, and said angrily: "Let go of me!"

Yin Wuxian had a cold face and said, "Don't let it go!" As he spoke, he laughed again, but the smile was hollow and made Lin Muyi a little creepy, "Look, Master, we have merged together, and you can't get rid of me anymore." ”

Lin Muyi blinked his eyes a little confused, and looked down at his gesture, only to find that Yin Wuji's body was slowly merging with him.

"Stop, stop!" Lin Muyi was shocked and shouted, but he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar.

No, why is he here? Lin Muyi suddenly remembered. They were obviously in the Wuxu Fantasy Realm at this time, they were chased and killed by Long Yun and others, and fled into the ** array, how could they be on the current Hongluo Peak?

He was horrified in his heart, and turned his head to look, only to find that the scene around him had changed back to a white expanse, and Yin Wuxian was hugging him tightly, and his whole body had melted into his body.

Dreamland!

Lin Muyi's heart suddenly lit up, as if he had been empowered.

**At the end of the array, there is the magic realm of the heart!

It turned out that I don't know when they had entered the heart magic realm in the ** array.

The heart is magical, and the illusion is born from the heart.

What he saw at this time was the most confused and fearful thing in his heart, and it was the demonic obstacle in his heart. Lin Muyi didn't know when he entered the illusion. They have been in the ** formation for too long and too long, maybe long ago, they had already entered the inner magic realm without knowing it.

Perhaps, the seal in front of him is also fake? Even, even Long Yun's pursuit and killing is also fake?

Lin Muyi felt that his head was a mess, and his thoughts were numerous, but he couldn't figure anything out.

When did it start? From Long Yun and the others to appear, from Yin Wuxian to merge with him, or from when he picked up the little baby lying in the ashes?

Lin Muyi's mind was muddy, he could barely think, and he couldn't tell what was true and what was fake. It was clearly not his memory, why did he feel so real, as if he was the former Lin Muyi.

In his ears, Yin Wuxian was still babbling, as if he could only say that.

"Don't leave me...... Don't leave me behind...... Don't leave me ......"

"Shut up!" Lin Mu felt a splitting headache and said angrily.

No, it's impossible, how could Yin Wujian fuse with him?

Wake up!

Lin Muyi couldn't help shouting in his heart.

"Master," at this time, Yin Wuji's whole person merged with Lin Muyi. Lin Muyi closed his eyes, but he still heard Yin Wuji's voice in his ears, cold and unfamiliar, "You never want to get rid of me." ”

"No, go away, go away, go away!" Lin Mu shouted as if he was broken, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly burst out, and the pure wood and fire dual-system spiritual power intertwined and scattered, rolling up a surge of qi that blew away the surrounding fog that seemed to never dissipate.

The chatter of the body suddenly disappeared, and finally stopped.

As soon as Lin Mu opened his eyes, he looked around a little confused.

Is it over? Lin Muyi couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

The white mist has dissipated, has he come out of the inner magic realm? Has he already walked out of the ** formation that seems to never come out?

He looked into the distance, and the white mist was gone, and it seemed to be night around him, and in front of him was a valley with patches of withered grass. Not far away, there was a high platform standing quietly, there seemed to be a figure shaking on the platform, and the lilac magic pool water shone with a faint light, slowly flowing down from the high platform. It was dim all around, and in the distance there were shadows of the firelight swaying, and it was impossible to see clearly.

He suddenly felt something, and turned around and walked through the grass not far away.

It's a familiar scene. However, at this time, this strange familiarity did not arouse his idea in the slightest.

His full attention was drawn to the grass in front of him. He walked over step by step, as if his lost treasure was hidden in the grass and had to be recovered.

He finally walked to the grass and crouched down, his hands trembling a little.

With a trembling hand, he gently brushed away the withered grass, and on a thick meadow, the child lay quietly.

Yes, that's his treasure. He thought.

The child's little face was covered with mud, and his eyes, which had always been dark and bright, had become dull.

Sure enough, he was still in the illusion. He thought again. How else would he have gone back to the old scene? He vividly remembered that ten years ago he had lost his picks and watched him get injured from a high platform in the valley. In the end, he found his picks in the grass.

At that time, Shi'er was so well-behaved and so weak. They will not deceive him, nor will they stubbornly disobey him and make him angry.

Lin Muyi had a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and picked up the child.

"Shi'er. He gently shook the child's body, trying to wake him up.

The child lay quietly in his arms, motionless.

Lin Mu remembered that it was the same at the beginning, that child was so seriously injured. He was so weak that he couldn't even make a sound.

Lin Mu's eyes were sour, and he was almost about to cry.

Pickup, his pickup!

He didn't seem to remember how hateful he had deceived him when he grew up, and how gloomy his expression was. At this time, all he had in his eyes was the little child in front of him.

Lin Muyi knelt in the grass, his hands trembled violently, and he wiped his dirty little face with his sleeve.

"Unrestrained, get up quickly, Master will take you out. He shook his body again.

Shi'er still leaned softly in his arms, motionless.

"Unrestrained?" Lin Muyi was a little flustered for no reason, his hands trembled so much that he couldn't speak, and slowly spread out in front of Shi'er's nose.

His fingers were clean and he didn't feel anything.

Lin Muyi's heart was beating violently. Impossible, impossible!

He leaned down and pressed his ear to Shi'er's tiny chest.

Quietly, nothing.

His eyes widened, he straightened up, and touched Shi'er's little face again.

How can it be?

He leaned down again, trembling and pressed his ear to it. Shi'er's body was cold, without a trace of heat. Or nothing.

"It's impossible to ......," Lin Muyi muttered to himself.

"Impossible!" he roared, and the figure on the high platform in the distance seemed to move a few times, as if it had picked up something from the ground, and then disappeared. Lin Muyi didn't have the heart to pay attention to the strange figure on the high platform.

He put his hand on Shi'er's lower abdomen, and frantically infused spiritual power into Shi'er's body, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reaction.

"How could it be...... How could it be?!" Lin Muyi collapsed and infused the spiritual power in his body into the small body that had begun to stiffen.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping down Shi'er's dirty face. Shi'er still didn't open her eyes.

"Unrestrained ......" Lin Muyi cried so much that he could barely make a sound, muttering Yin Wuyi's name. He could only uselessly infuse all the spiritual power in his body into the child's body, even if he knew, it was useless.

"Unrestrained, I won't let you go again, will you wake up?" Lin Muyi cried, but the child still didn't move at all.

Lin Mu couldn't cry. He knew that he was now lost in his own demons. But he just couldn't control it, he couldn't watch Yin Wuxian die in front of him.

He just couldn't help but channel all his spiritual power to Shi'er. As long as he can live, what if he exhausts his spiritual power? Even if it is his natal magic weapon, he is willing to give it to him.

Even if he was asked to choose again now, he would still not hesitate to use his natal magic weapon to heal Yin Wubin's wounds.

Just let him be such a seal unrestrained, strong and calm, slowly, little by little more than him, he already knew.

Perhaps, as he thought before, he came to this world to achieve such a seal of freedom.

Let him finally stand at the top of this world like the seal of the previous life.

And it is precisely with him Lin Muyi that there is such a seal without restraint.

Even if he was sad and lost because of this, and he was angry because of it, he never regretted doing it.

When Lin Muyi finally fell into chaos due to the exhaustion of his spiritual power, he thought so in his heart and fell into a deep sleep. 166 Reading Network