Chapter One Hundred and Two
In fact, as early as the day he woke up, Hua Lixiao faintly sensed that something was wrong.
At the beginning, when he recovered from his coma, he was still relatively excited, and compared to the conversation with Bingxian, he couldn't be distracted, and Hua Lixiao couldn't feel it, but when he returned to one of his ice rooms to cultivate, there was always a strange feeling in his heart.
It felt empty.
Hua Lixiao was very strange, it was a feeling as if a piece of his memory was missing.
However, if I think about it carefully, I have vivid experiences from childhood to adulthood, some of which are very clear, some of which I only remember approximately, but most of them can be recalled, but the feeling in my heart still cannot be dissipated.
It's like having lost memory for hundreds of years.
It's like losing one of the most important things in your life.
It took a long, long time for that indescribable feeling to dissipate.
Hua Li Xiao sighed, for some reason, it is very important to restore his strength now, but he cares about this matter very much in his heart.
The next morning, when Hua left Xiao to see Bingxian, he faintly mentioned this matter.
"The feeling of amnesia?" Bing Xian muttered, "Maybe it's caused by longing, sometimes people's hearts will be abnormal about someone or something, and this emotion is often not noticed by their surface consciousness at the beginning, and these excessive thoughts and thoughts will manifest themselves in another way, as you said, feeling that something very important is missing in your heart." ”
"Is that so?" said to himself.
Who do you care about and miss unusually?
The mood was like a ball of yarn, and the more it was brushed, the more chaotic it became, and Hua Lixiao had no choice but to give up.
After Hua left Xiao, Bingxian also lowered his eyes.
"People have to experience a lot of things in their lives, the life of a monk is longer than that of ordinary people, and the more they experience, the more they will be used; some memories will be very clear, even if they are indelible for thousands of years, some are only rough memories, and more memories such as food, clothing, sleep, etc. are almost impossible to remember, they will disappear quickly, leaving no trace, whether a person can remember a thing, many times the importance of memory determines how long a memory can remain in the sea of people's knowledge;"
"The only memory he has lost is the memory of the third life that should have belonged to him, and was forcibly withdrawn by Providence because of the failure of the 'theoretical' catastrophe; He would be so attached to this memory? Obviously nothing. ”
The only explanation is that that memory is extremely important to him. ”
"It's so important that no matter how you hide it, how you eliminate it, it will still be detected, so important that even the will of the Brahmana world can't erase the vacant position, and that position can't be replaced. “
"So, what has he experienced in his three lives?"
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With the passage of time, a month passed, and Hua Li Xiao lived in the bead curtain cave of the ice string for a whole month.
Even Hua Lixiao herself couldn't believe that Bingxian was willing to "lie here" and not send him away, didn't she usually dislike herself being here the most? Thinking about the first two times, she let herself go down the mountain as soon as the matter was over, without the slightest intention of retaining between master and apprentice, as if staying here for a while longer could pollute the Brahma qi in her cave.
However, it is also here that he has stayed for a long time, and the growth of Hua Lixiao is also extraordinary, in just one month, he has condensed the most difficult first Brahma Spirit, and the number of Brahma Spirits has reached twelve.
What is surprising is that Hua Lixiao's re-condensed spirit this time is more condensed than before, and the form is also very different from the previous one.
The previous Brahmans were like fluorescent, exuding emerald green colors, but now they are like pieces of glass, a qualitative existence, and the light emitted when they flicker is subtle, but they are as bright as stars.
He took a closer look and found that the Brahma Qi stored in the Brahma was also more pure and flawless than before.
"That's right," Leng Ao said lightly as an ice string, "Your Brahma has broken away from the formless and insubstantial form, and this Brahma that has begun to take shape can store more Brahma Qi, and the quality of Brahma Qi will be even better." ”
With a wave of his hand, he saw that ice crystal petals quietly fell between the heavens and the earth.
"This is my Buddha's spirit, in the shape of flower petals, which not only contains the ice Buddha, but also contains the meaning of falling flowers. ”
Hua Li Xiao stretched out his hand and lightly tapped a petal that fell in front of his eyes, and wisps of snow-white light visible to the naked eye flowed down the contact point to Hua Li Xiao's fingers.
Hua Li Xiao was stunned.
At his pupils, there was a scene of thousands of flowers drifting, and when the petals were sprinkled, a trace of helplessness and sadness also came to his heart.
"The meaning of falling flowers..." Hua Lixiao seemed to understand a little.
"Brahma is the foundation of a monk," Bing Xian said. When the monk's cultivation is further deepened and condensed, with the increase of the Sanskrit, the Brahma at this time will become more condensed because of the rich Brahma Qi, forming a qualitative existence, and the Brahma of this period will further improve the amount of Brahma Qi stored and the purity of the Brahma Qi, and will have their own special forms because of the different methods practiced by the practitioners, for example, most of the Brahma of the Ice Brahma are ice crystals, snowflake-shaped, and the texture is cold and with an innate coldness。 ”
"And when you have a deeper understanding of the path of cultivation, your every move and every move will be eclectic, and at the same time, your Brahmana will also have a kind of 'intention' integration; Under the urging of the will, the cultivator's magic will be intentionally mixed with it, and the power will increase significantly, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is four or two thousand catties. ”
"Does the meaning exist?" Hua Lixiao whispered, not knowing what his 'meaning' was.
"However," Bingxian said, "I can directly reach the level of tangible Brahma when I condense the initial Brahma, and this is the only time I have seen it in my life." ”
"Master is really sarcastic, who doesn't know that this is the second time I've started cultivating from the realm of sense," Hua Li Xiao smiled bitterly, "But what is it above this 'meaning' Brahma?"
"Above?" Ice String slowly raised his head, his gaze seemed to penetrate the endless void, "That should be a kind of detachment... Each Brahma is a complete 'true self' ·······"
After a long time, Bing Xian sighed lightly and said, "That kind of realm is something that I can't touch, so you should build a foundation with peace of mind." “
"Speaking of which," Hua Lixiao said, "But, now I just meditate to absorb the Brahmanic Qi and cultivate in the ice room, and the results are very small, I wonder if the master has any other way?"
"What's the ·····?" Bingxian glanced at Hua Lixiao.
Hiss-Hua Lixiao saw a cold light projected in his cold eyes.
I always feel ····· What's bad to ······
Suddenly, with a slight wave of Bing Xian's hand, an invisible cold wind blew, and Hua Lixiao disappeared in an instant.
Hua Lixiao's vision was also obscured, and when he saw the surrounding things clearly, he found that a vast ice field appeared in his sight.
It is said to be an ice field, but in fact, the ground at the foot of the birch is actually made of hundreds of millions of ice crystal bricks, and at the edge of the ice field, there are endless mountain ranges, isolating the ice field from the world.
"On this ice brick—" Hua Lixiao squatted down, and found that the existing ice brick had blue patterns on it, in fact, if you looked down at this ice field in the air, you could find that the entire ice field took on its original shape, and the blue patterns formed a huge mark in the ice field.
"Winter Hunting Ground, this is an artifact, and you are in the midst of this artifact. The sound of ice strings came from outside the space.
Thundered!
The tremors resounded from all sides, and on the ice, wisps of light were swimming, converging in several different areas.
Several ice statues quietly took shape.
"Training is the best practice. Bingxian said lightly, in her hand, there is an artifact similar to a disc, and if you look closely, it is a miniature version of the entire ice field.
Hua Lixiao was also in the disc, but his body had shrunk countless times.
On Hua Lixiao's hand, the ice blue veins were constantly spreading upward, and a cold air suddenly erupted, as if the north wind was blowing snow.
"Seven nights left me, you, but you're still there..." Hua Lixiao sighed with a smile.
"That Uncle Long probably has already found a new host, right?" Hua Lixiao thought, "I'm really looking forward to the day when I can meet the Lord of the Seven Houses!"
Hua Lixiao's eyebrows suddenly became sharp.
"Even if there are no Seven Nights, even if there is no power that represents the pinnacle of the Brahman Realm, I, Hua Lixiao, can still do everything I want to do!"
A cold light burst out like a sharp blade, and the arm of an ice sculpture was directly amputated······