A faint Buddha light lit up from Zhai Ying's eyebrows.

Then a Buddha light burst out, flew out of Zhai Ying's eyebrows, and landed on the outside of the cell.

The light of the Buddha fell to the ground and turned into the figure of Huijue.

In the cell, Zhai Ying was still sitting cross-legged, her eyes were dull and distracted.

It's just that in her distracted eyes, tears welled up and slid down her cheeks.

Looking at Zhai Ying like this, Hui Jue sighed secretly with complicated eyes.

Immediately, he waved his hand at the two sarcophagi, and the sarcophagus closed automatically, and was once again in his palm, disappearing.

"Little Master......"

Seeing Huijue put away the sarcophagus, behind Huijue, Xun Xianling couldn't help but speak.

Not only him, but Song Dianshi also looked at Huijue with a puzzled expression.

It seems to want to know what Huijue has just done.

"I cut off her memory. ”

Huijue didn't hide it, but said calmly,

"All the sad memories of her from birth to the present. ”

"Now she should have forgotten who she is. ”

"I guess it's just some human instincts. ”

Hearing Huijue's words, Xun Xianling's eyes showed an unbelievable look.

He couldn't help but look at Zhai Ying.

Sure enough, at this moment, the sadness in Zhai Ying's eyes had disappeared.

She sat on the ground, her expression soft and serene, like an innocent and immaculate girl.

She looked around with a puzzled and overwhelmed expression on her face.

"Where is this?"

Zhai Ying spoke.

Her voice was quiet and soft, with some doubt.

"I, who is it?"

Just like Huijue said, she really didn't even remember who she was.

Then, as if under the traction of an inexplicable intuition, Zhai Ying's gentle gaze fell on Huijue's face.

"Zhai Ying. ”

"Your name is Zhai Ying. ”

Looking directly into the girl's gaze, Huijue spoke.

His voice was soft and compassionate.

"Zhai Ying?"

"That's my name?"

Zhai Ying subconsciously chewed,

"Zhai Ying. ”

"Yes, Zhai Ying. ”

Hui Jue said again.

"And who are you?"

Zhai Ying then looked at Huijue in front of her and asked.

She looked at Hui Jue, her eyes full of doubt.

"I am your master. ”

"Huijue. ”

After a moment's hesitation, Hui Jue finally said.

"Master?"

Zhai Ying was stunned for a moment.

"Master, the one who preaches and teaches and solves doubts. ”

"Zhai Ying, you've started over. ”

"And this reborn you, follow the poor monk in the future. ”

"Until you find your own life. ”

Zhai Ying looked at Huijue blankly, listening to Huijue say such words that she couldn't understand.

But for some reason, she finally nodded.

And at this moment, Xun County Ling and Song Dianshi looked at Hui Jue, and Zhai Ying, who seemed to have really forgotten everything, with an unbelievable look in their expressions.

In this world full of supernatural powers and countless powers, it is actually just a very simple thing to escape from the heavens and the earth, splitting mountains and rivers.

But I want to selectively cut off a person's memory.

Let her start over.

It's not something that can be done simply.

A person's memory is equal to a person's soul.

A person's life and soul, from the beginning of birth, is equivalent to a blank piece of paper.

Nothing.

With the continuous progress of people's lives, on this blank paper, write down one stroke after another, which cannot be changed or erased.

Sometimes, the soul is damaged, and the person's memory will disappear.

However, you want to wash off the traces on the paper without damaging it.

How hard is this?!

At least as far as Xun County Ling knows, it is a master of the Daomen Dazhen and Confucianism levels, and they can't do it at all.

Doctors, there are ruthless pills and forgetful sorrows.

After eating, it can make people forget their emotional feelings and troubles.

But that wasn't really an amnestic washaway.

Instead, it was sealed.

With the help of medicinal power, the painful memory is sealed in the depths of the sea of knowledge.

And Huijue is different now, he really cut off Zhai Ying's past.

It's not even just the memory, along with her practice, the cause and effect of the past, all cut it off!

Such a skill, I am afraid, only to get the edict of the Heavenly Dao.

Proving the Tao of the Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Heart of the Upper Body, the Heavenly Master who is close to the Tao, the Semi-Sage, has the ability to make people forget the past and start anew.

"Division...... Master, have you already attained the status of an arhat?"

Xun Xianling's voice trembled, and he subconsciously asked Huijue.

Faced with Xun County's question, Huijue shook his head,

"It's not. ”

But then he smiled slightly,

"Pretty much. ”

How powerful the arhat fruit position is, Huijue doesn't know.

But he knew that his current supernatural powers should not be lost to the masters of the Arhat Fruit Sect.

He opened his mind, entered the spiritual mountain, and saw his true nature, so he jumped from the great realm of vows to the great realm of diligence in one breath.

This is what he saw, felt, and gained when he came down from the mountain.

Since going down the mountain.

In a short period of time, he was angry, happy, hardworking, sad, worried, and helpless, until he saw his parents.

He saw his true nature.

And these, I'm afraid, are also the results that some people deliberately arrange and really want.

But no matter what, standing in the realm of refinement, his supernatural powers have reached an incredible realm.

This kind of realm may be beyond the reach of others who have worked hard all their lives.

Of course, Huijue is not complacent about this.

Because, there are some things that are not because you get them.

It's because, you have to do it.

I didn't understand the previous wisdom.

But he now understood.

His own master, a Guangfa monk.

Once, it must also stand in the great realm of diligence, or even higher.

It's higher than you think.

It was only because of something that he fell.

In the end, he even sat silently on a small dry mountain like Bishan.

But regardless of these, Hui Jue said towards Xun County Order,

"Zhai Ying, can you let her out?"

Hearing Huijue's words, Xun Xianling, who was stunned, finally came back to his senses, and he nodded subconsciously.

Zhai Ying herself is not guilty.

She's locked up here just because, for example, she's mentally unstable.

Second, it is also for the sake of protecting her.

Although I don't know why, Bai Kuan let her go.

But Xun County Ling was also worried that Bai Kuan would come to kill her again.

Third, this inner prison, although it does not see the light of day, is very quiet, and to some extent, it may be suitable for Zhai Ying, who is injured in her heart.

So, just lock her up here.

Now, now that Huijue has cut off her past, let her start over.

Then let her out, naturally, it doesn't hurt.

Then, as if he was a little hesitant, Xun Xian Ling looked at Zhai Ying and wanted to say something to Huijue.

"Master Xun don't worry. ”

"Three days later, when Bai Kuan returns to Yihe, the poor monk will arrest him!"

Huijue said.