The reason why he is said to be Xiao Ze's divine consciousness is because he is Xiao Ze's image and Xiao Ze's voice at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He, it should be said, is like a repeat offender of the law, locked hands and feet with golden light, sad and depressed like a sad song at the bottom of the vast and dark sea of knowledge.

As soon as Wen Jinru and Ke Minxuan's divine senses came in, he found out.

Seeing a small mass with the aura of himself and the jade void, he pounced like crazy, trying to grab this firefly-like thing.

It's a pity that the chains are too strong, and the fireflies are too clever. He couldn't reach anything.

"Let go of me, Yuxu, I know it's you, let go of me, let me go back to you, and wait for you forever."

Xiao Ze's love words were very fluent, which made Wen Jinru guess that the more than a thousand years that his divine sense had been trapped here was probably training how to repent to Yuxu.

It's a pity that he lacks true feelings after all, and the falsehood is disgusting.

Anyway, it's useless to keep it, let's destroy it, lest one day, take Mo Yucheng further.

Ke Minshuo and Wen Jinru had the same heart, and the two of them urged their divine consciousness at the same time, only to see a dark firework shoot directly from the "little firefly" like Xiao Ze, and with a "poof", Xiao Ze immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the darkness. As he vanished, so did the chains of golden light that locked him.

It's really amazing, and I still think about whether I can take the golden light chain away, I didn't expect it to be such a spiritual thing, most of it is Mo Yucheng's contract magic weapon, Mo Yucheng is not destroyed, it can't be free.

It's a shame.

At this moment, there is really nothing at the bottom of Mo Yucheng's sea of knowledge. Ke Minshuo and Wen Jinru's small fireflies were driven again, and this came to the depths of the sea of knowledge.

They decided to look for some important clues about Mo Yu City here.

The images of memories here are not as chaotic as those of the shallow layers, but are carefully stored in memory drawers. Little Firefly opened a drawer at random, and it happened that there was a golden light chain inside.

The two of them laughed dumbly, trying to drive the little firefly to touch it so that they could take it away, but before the little firefly passed, the golden light chain disappeared again.

The two of them laughed again, but they were not entangled in the matter of the golden light chain, it was not something that was inevitable, compared to finding out Mo Yucheng's origin and weakness, this golden light chain was really not worth mentioning.

The two drove the "little firefly" to open a drawer again, and the result was an antique copper mirror, but the mirror was not as fuzzy yellow as the brass mirror, but bright and bright, like a delicate mercury mirror.

When the mirror opened in the drawer, it suddenly stood upright, and slowly grew larger and larger in the surprise of Wen Jinru and the two of them, until it became the size of Wen Jinru's movie screen in her previous life, and then a piece of fluorescence, just like the start of the movie, began a story in the mirror.

The scene of the story is a remote corner of the mountain, and a black stone the size of an adult's fist lies quietly in the clear water of the clear stream that flows day and night, without sorrow, joy, sorrow or fear.

I don't know how many years have passed, but this originally angular stone has slowly turned into a smooth black cobblestone, which looks very cute. One day, a small white jade hand with ice muscle and jade bones gently scooped it up from the water and gave it to a handsome young man.

The young man is not a mortal person, he is an immortal cultivator who lives in seclusion in the mountains, and the girl's gift of stones is just a temporary emotion, and she just adds weight to her thanks.

Yes, the boy unintentionally saved the woman who was passing by the foot of the mountain, and the woman was picked up by her family, and the smile she looked back when she left took away the boy's heart.

The young man's seclusion and cultivation of immortals did not come from his own heart, but from the responsibility of the family, from this responsibility that he was forced to accept, and the young man once made a heavy oath: never covet Hongchen.

But how is the temptation to renew your vows so easy to resist? The boy donated all the gifts from the girl's family to the people at the foot of the mountain, leaving the black stone alone.

Seeing things and thinking about people, day and night.

I finally understood

There is a thought in the world

There are no words to describe it

Rough and sad

The echoes are full of knots

And what awaits is

Persistent

Like a plateau in the moonlight

A faint idiot smile

Laughing, the glitz and glitz are gone, and the moonlight is like a wash

Laugh and disappear quietly, and thousands of flowers fly

Who is the lily that flutters gently

Eternal under your clear light

Who has those burning eyes

Climb up in your jaw

Distant sorrow

Through thousands of mountains and rivers

Even though the wind on the plateau

Blowing can't be blown away

Persistent back

Even if the frost before the morning

It doesn't melt

The warmth of the heart

You stand still under the moon

Come quietly

Quietly walk

The young man recited the "Pure Heart Mantra" for a long time, but it was good that he couldn't see the black stone, if he saw the black stone, the young man felt that the heart of longing scratched his bones and scratched his liver.

Could it all have something to do with this black stone?

Although the teenager is obsessed, he is also a top-level intelligent person. After discovering the culprit in the prison of love that he couldn't extricate himself, he immediately threw the black cobblestone into the mountain stream, but this stone was no longer an ordinary stone of the past, it also had spirituality.

The boy threw him into the mountain stream on his front foot, and on his back foot it went back to the boy's room on its own.

The boy dreamed back at midnight, woke up in a sweet dream lingering with the girl, and suddenly saw the black stone next to the pillow, angry and anxious, and smashed the black stone with one palm.

The black stone shattered, but the demon spirit trapped in the chalcedony was liberated, and when the boy was angry, he burrowed into the sea of knowledge of the boy and forcibly took it.

The black stone succeeded in seizing it, and he obtained the perfect body of the boy, but he didn't know that the boy's soul was not devoured by him, but was squeezed out of the body.

Detached from his body, the boy came to his senses, and he attached himself to a bookmark, and when the black stone boy went down the mountain to find the girl, he recreated a body for himself.

The physical body is exactly the same as before, but it is transformed from the lotus flower left to him by his master.

The boy still loves to read poetry, but here are some of his favorites now:

Discuss our afterlife with a lotus flower

Then spend a lifetime running to each other

After returning from the mountain, the hearts of the people have changed for thousands of years

The river in front of the door is being distorted by unfamiliar folk customs

One man requisitions thousands of people

In turn, it was endlessly encouraged by the conscripts

I had to go to the wild and be independent

and try to remedy the lost excuses

You walked through the world and came to me

Every step taken leaves behind an empty city

At this time, a poisoned arrow shot from the afterlife destined me

The only way back

And also:

Wildflowers can't save the savage blind

Blind people in the wild are arbitrarily blind

Living on imaginary food is the poet's business

No ordinary people or nobles could afford to be poor

If you fall into trouble, the cheaper the bones, the harder they become

The more people love each other, the lighter they become

Those who are blind should be objective with their eyes open

Those who don't live like words should prick up their ears and obey

When I think of life, I am neither old nor young

I went to the Buddha hall and firmly believed that it was not big or small

No you, no me

Thought about a good person

No matter how you live, you can't live well

Alright, alright, alright

Take it when you see it