The days of sealing are very boring, but they are also very hard.

Every day at two o'clock and one line, she kept repeating the tasks of receiving prayers, cultivating, and fulfilling the wishes of mankind.

The clouds of the heavenly realm pressed the human realm more urgently, obviously it seems that the distance is close, but the gap is getting deeper and deeper, and the heaven and man seem to be incompatible.

After following her for a few days, the four of them rarely saw any trace of the blue bird, but after a long time, they gradually established a trust with Feng Yao, and they were free to explore a wider area.

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-Evening-

Yi Xuan went out alone, wanting to dissipate in this airtight temple.

The atmosphere here is too oppressive, whether it is the rigidity of God or the continuous war in the human world.

At dusk, it is the time when the temple quiets down.

The landscape layout here is a little familiar, and some of them are similar to the appearance of the Lou Yi clan in the past.

She always wanted to take a walk here and miss the old days, to make herself more aware of what she was doing.

That night was slightly cool, and it seemed to return to the night when I met Nan Qi.

She stopped at the corner and lost time and space for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Nan Qi emerged from the darkness, still wearing the blue robe, and his face could not be seen clearly in the shadows.

Just one less stop at the lights, just like back then.

"I think about when we first met." Yi Xuan brought some feelings.

"Isn't it like here?" She turned her head and looked at Nan Qi's shadow-covered eyes.

"Nan Qi, let's take a walk." She took Nan Qi's hand, feeling the touch of the real clothes, the tenderness between the breath above her head.

The figure quickly disappeared at the end of the dusk.

……

Yi Xuan seems to have seen a library of books.

There is no enchantment in front of the book house, the door is ajar, and the books inside are neatly arranged.

She subconsciously walked inside, wanting to see what the written language was like during the Xia Dynasty.

The so-called book columns are actually words written on silk cloth, which are stored on silk and neatly arranged.

Luckily, she had been exposed to words like oracle bones before, and she could barely make out what was written.

After Nan Qi entered the door, he was attracted by a book spread out on the table, and the silk scroll was extremely obviously marked with the word "forbidden", but it was picked up by Nan Qi.

"Huh?" Yi Xuan leaned over to check.

She understands the words "there are three human souls, life and death and reincarnation...... and she understands them generally, which tells the story of the reincarnation of human souls.

But seeing Nan Qi frowning and studying carefully, Yi Xuan was a little puzzled, and read it further.

……

"At the end, there were more than three wine money, seven incense sticks, the deceased was clothed, more than four blood were taken, and the body was painted to attract the soul...... However, the caster's two souls and six spirits are scattered, and the only soul often accompanies the deceased. ”

"If you cast a spell tantra, the effect is even greater."

She pronounced the words.

The soul is scattered......

These words are all too familiar to her, this is a spell that makes people scatter their souls in exchange for helping people achieve some wishes with or without them, and it is even listed as a forbidden technique.

As for the authenticity of the technique, she thought it would be useful.

Nan Qi's strange expression, she understood something.

"Nan Qi ......" She wanted to ask, but she didn't know where to start.

"I got it." Nan Qi answered the question in Yi Xuan's heart, "I looked through the ancient books, found this method, and then used it. ”

The words were clearly unsettling, but they were full of sadness and fearlessness.

He holds a silk roll in his hand, and the force at the joints is visible to the naked eye.

That dark past was a sadness he didn't want to talk about again.

"There is only one soul left, how long has it been with the deceased, but it is only a few lifetimes, and when the consciousness is slowly chaotic, it will become a lonely soul and a wild ghost, and I don't remember it at all, and I don't love it anymore." This is a portrayal of himself for thousands of years.

In that time when his consciousness was gone, how many times would he have left the reincarnated Yi Xu, if it weren't for the imprisonment of the agate buckle and the power of Bai Zhen, he was afraid that he would be completely separated, unable to reincarnate, unable to leave memories, and unable to follow his lover for life and life.

It was an irresistible process of heavenly wear, you knew your love and eagerness deeply and clearly, but you began to not remember who the lover in front of you was, and even tried to kill her out of the will of a lonely ghost.

This kind of love and longing tears apart the spirit that leaves a soul.

"But for us, it's all worth it."

One day is worth it, one life is worth it, and seeing the dead reborn and happy is all worth it.

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-Yard-

Yang Quli was cultivating cross-legged in the courtyard, but Yan Xu was restless and kept pacing.

Yi Xuan went out with Nan Qi again.

He was a little concerned.

The number of times he travels through time and space is increasing, and the day when Nan Qi is reincarnated and left is getting closer and closer.

Originally, he should have forgotten Nan Qi and let go of this memory and emotional day, but Yi Xuan and Nan Qi became more and more inseparable.

This does not bode well.

"Yang Quli, I can't let them contact like this anymore, Yi Xuan will not be able to accept him leaving." He called out to Yang Quli.

Ignored.

"Yang Quli? Isn't that your favorite discussion on weekdays? He raised his voice.

Yang Quli slowly opened his eyes, his posture not moving.

"Brother Yanxu, that's fate, the choice in the future needs to be made by themselves, we can't interfere." His gaze was so calm, and there was no more youthful grandeur in his words.

He's grown up.

Since the Tang Dynasty came back, Yang Quli has been silent a lot, secretly digesting those griefs, and he has really grown.

Yan Xu was still flustered.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if it was himself by Yixu's side at the moment, but it was so far away.

He doesn't seem like himself anymore.