The Xuan Yu Bead has been used eight times by eight masters, and only the last one remains. Sanskrit Yin seemed to see Feng Yunxi's intentions and continued to explain.

Feng Yunxi's hands tightened, but fortunately he didn't try.

"After eight masters, the last one ......" Mu Yichen heard some voice-overs and asked tentatively.

"The last master was none other than Master Xia." Sanskrit said.

Mother.

Feng Yunxi's heart moved, and she injected spiritual power into the Xuanyu Bead, and she soon discovered the space inside the nine beads, as well as eight memory fragments.

"Each fragment records what a Xuanyu bead owner wants to record, or exercises, or life, or advice."

The sound of Sanskrit sound came into Feng Yunxi's ears.

"What do you mean......" Feng Yunxi raised his eyes to look at Fanyin.

"Amitabha." I saw Sanskrit clasped his hands together and did not answer.

Every owner of Xuan Yuzhu has a chance to record, and what her mother records should be what she really wants to see.

Feng Yunxi thought so, and injected spiritual power into the eighth fragment, as soon as the spiritual power touched the fragment, the fragment became transparent, and a picture that seemed to be real appeared in front of Feng Yunxi's eyes.

At the same time, in a distant place, a woman was meditating, and suddenly her eyebrows trembled, and she opened her eyes and looked ahead into nothingness.

"Yunxi." In front of Feng Yunxi, a woman wearing a blue gauze skirt slowly walked towards Feng Yunxi.

"You ......" Feng Yunxi looked at this woman, everything was so real, as if it was happening right in front of her.

Xia Ning looked at Feng Yunxi, his eyes were full of soft light, and there were even a little tears, "Yunxi has grown so big." ”

Feng Yunxi looked at everything in front of him a little blankly, as if he was in a wooden house.

Feng Yunxi tried to move his steps, but he couldn't move the slightest.

"This is the illusion of Xuan Yu Zhu." Xia Ning seemed to see through Feng Yunxi's thoughts and explained aloud.

Hearing this, Feng Yunxi stopped moving and looked at the woman in front of him, "You are my mother, Xia Ning?" ”

The woman in front of her is a little more mature than she once looked in the portrait, and has a mature charm that has been baptized by time.

Hearing Feng Yunxi's words, the tears in Xia Ning's eyes couldn't be stopped any longer, walked up to Feng Yunxi, and stretched out his hand to touch Feng Yunxi's cheek.

Feng Yunxi wanted to dodge, but she couldn't move at all, and a pair of warm hands touched her face.

Feng Yunxi's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the temperature of her fingers penetrated through the skin and went straight to the bottom of her heart.

An inexplicable feeling permeated my heart.

"Yunxi, I am your mother." Xia Ning's hand trembled slightly, and his voice was slightly trilled when he spoke, and he was very excited.

Mother......

The simple words fell on Feng Yunxi's ears, and it turned out to be a completely different feeling from her mother.

Feng Yunxi looked at the woman in front of her, her lips pursed slightly opened and closed several times, but she didn't know what to say, and finally, "What did you leave Xuan Yuzhu for?" ”

Hearing this, Xia Ning put down his hand, wiped the tears on his face, and calmed down, "I heard Yichen say that you have arrived in the Holy Spirit Continent, and this Xuanyu Bead will help you." ”

"Didn't Sanskrit say that you gave it to him nineteen years ago, and you knew then that I would come back?" Feng Yunxi asked.

Xia Ning laughed out loud, with a soft light on his face, "Naturally, I don't know, so when I handed over the Xuanyu Bead to Fanyin, I just said that if you return to the Holy Spirit Continent, let him pass it on to you." ”