Xiao Yu looked carefully, and suddenly found that the reason why the previous pictures felt familiar was because there were vague shadows of Feng Lingyue in many of the pictures, and the reason why the picture just now attracted his extra attention was because it was something that happened in a dream, only he and Feng Lingyue knew, and no third person saw it.

At this moment, when he found some kind of traction, those pictures that flew by gradually slowed down, Xiao Yu suddenly realized that all the pictures in it were actually related to Feng Lingyue, if he had to describe it in words, it was everything he saw now, it seemed to be everything that Feng Lingyue had seen from his own perspective.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiao Yu's heart suddenly moved, could it be that what his fingertips were touching at this moment was Feng Lingyue's divine sense?

Once this idea is born, it can no longer be erased, Xiao Yu stared at it, these pictures kept changing, it seemed that there was no law, and only faintly saw the light and shadow.

However, this is not a very difficult thing for Xiao Yu, although the picture changes quickly, but in terms of his magical powers, it is not impossible to see clearly.

Xiao Yu slowly closed his eyes, shielding everything around him, letting the light and shadow in the sea of gods sweep across and flow endlessly, and he used his divine sense to choose those familiar pictures. The process was much easier, but in a matter of moments, many of the memories he had shared with Feng Lingyue had been found.

Flame Pavilion, Biluo Yellow Spring, Empty Mulberry City, City of Radiance, Sacred Realm......

Countless pictures came one after another, all of which were accurately classified by him, and only after selecting all the common memories, as well as the memories of the same time and place, did Xiao Yu begin to perceive other pictures.

Although this process was completed smoothly, it was also a very mentally draining thing for Xiao Yu, and the reason why he did this at the expense of the divine source was not simply to sort out these memories, but to have a more far-reaching meaning, which was to find Feng Lingyue's memories after separating from him.

In the battle of Sirius, Feng Lingyue fell into the hands of the Demon Venerable, although he later learned that the Demon Venerable did not really let her fall back then, but only helped her open the spirit body in some way, and her soul was saved by the Xuanhuang Emperor Immortal, but after that, he was extracted from the Origin Divine Pearl, and his soul returned to the Ten Light Buddha Realm, cultivating the heart of Bodhi, and since then he has been completely separated from Feng Lingyue, except for two brief encounters in the middle, there is no other intersection.

In the past thousand years, what Feng Lingyue has experienced, and what the Three Realms have experienced, perhaps with the vision of Feng Lingyue itself, an answer can be found.

Because of this, Xiao Yu subconsciously decided to classify all the pictures in order to find the hidden patterns and find the memories of Feng Lingyue after the first battle of Sirius.

Xiao Yu concentrated all his energy, and after spending a few hours, he finally classified all these countless pictures, Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, staring at the endless mountains in front of him, and his eyes gradually became solemn.

He didn't find the memory he wanted in these pictures, even the closest memory was only up to 100,000 demon realms, and the memories after that were like blanks, not presented at all.

Because of this, Xiao Yu felt a little disappointed, and compared to the disappointment, there was a faint fear in his heart.

If the memories of the wind and the moon can be perceived through this peak, then do those memories that have not appeared mean that they are not real?

This thought came out of his life, Xiao Yu was already shocked into a cold sweat, this was something he couldn't accept no matter what, when Feng Lingyue fell in the hands of the Demon Venerable, he had collapsed, and even abandoned the responsibility he should have assumed. Since then, although he has cultivated the heart of Bodhi and regained his life, he has always missed Feng Lingyue in the depths of his heart, and he is also endlessly sad about it.

Above the Ninefold Immortal Domain, when he learned that Feng Lingyue might still be alive, the surprise in Xiao Yu's heart could not be described in any words at all, and many things seemed to slowly confirm this fact after that, and after he reunited with Feng Lingyue twice, he finally fully believed that Feng Lingyue did indeed still exist between the Three Realms.

But at this moment, he began to doubt, wondering if everything was real, whether everything he saw and thought was just a dream.

Xiao Yu didn't dare to think about it, but he couldn't help but think about it, although it was almost ridiculous for him to doubt everything just because of the little thing he encountered in front of him, but this matter was too important for Xiao Yu, and there was no room for a half-point gap, so he was so manic in an instant.

Xiao Yu suddenly remembered that the person in the Divine Tomb was guarding the Three Realms with his own strength, but he himself belonged to the Tomb of Death, and finally led him here, was this some kind of hint......

Xiao Yu's heart was beating so hard that he could barely stand on his feet, he had always disliked to think too deeply about things, but that was only because most things were nothing to him, and he probably thought more about the things he really cared about than everyone else.

Judging from his previous two reunions with Feng Lingyue, it shouldn't be fake, but the Void Heavenly God has infinite powers, and he has already learned something, even if everything he encounters in the next thousand years is a dream, it is not impossible, even when Feng Lingyue is destroyed, the Void Heavenly God will not do this at all.

It's just that no matter how outrageous everything he thinks seems, for him, this is the truest emotion at the moment, hoping for a thousand years of reunion, even if there is a little change, it is enough to stir up endless waves in his heart.

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself down, not because he had regained his senses, but because he understood that if he allowed himself to continue thinking like this, he would most likely fall into madness.

Within the Shenhai, all the memories have been classified, presenting an incomparably harmonious picture, Xiao Yu looked at the sky of the Shenhai, the silver moonlight poured down, and the quiet wind quietly rose lightly, slowly flowing through the whole body.

Xiao Yu knew that no matter how impatient his mood was, when this wisp of wind flowed through his body, he would calm down, this was the moment when Feng Lingyue fell, and the soul mark injected into his divine sea was forever engraved in his life.

The breath of the perceiver Feng Lingyue, Xiao Yu's heart gradually calmed down, and he began to re-examine everything in front of him, he did only see these memories, but maybe it was not that there were no other memories, but those memories were sealed by some kind of power, and he needed to open those imprints to be able to get more memories. In other words, many things experienced after Feng Lingyue are difficult to show in the picture, so maybe there are other ways of existence, but these methods are mixed with boundless light and shadow, and all of them are ignored by him.

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