"This little girl can't be saved"

In the first palace, the demon ancestor who was bound by the chain of laws spoke, this is the truth, and he knows from his vision that there is no need to lie at all. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Novels.23txt.

A person's humane death is most afraid of his heart, especially the blood of the heart, which contains all the essence of a person.

Unexpectedly, a person with three yin and too clean body that he finally saw was so calamitized, his mind was destroyed, and his thoughts were one, no different from the living dead.

Mo Ran was silent.

Even if he cooperated with this demon ancestor, there would be more hostility between them, otherwise he would not always be on guard and check the integrity of the law lock in the Dry Palace.

Who would have thought of a demon ancestor hidden in the Purple Book Demon Mouth?

If it weren't for the special circumstances of the day, most of them would have let it succeed and take away itself.

"It's a pity that the Sanyin is too clean, and it is rumored that this kind of physique may be able to come into contact with the Taiyin," the Demon Ancestor sighed.

In the past, when the era was in turmoil, there was a kind of Taiyin and Sun, and people with this kind of physique really swept through the powerhouses, almost quelling the most terrible dark turmoil in history.

It's a pity that such a character will eventually disappear and disappear for years.

But the three yin are too clear, this is the evolution of the Taiyin body, one of which has not been seen for several generations, and it is the physique that is most likely to see the true power of the Taiyin!

The so-called double cultivation body is not fake, but for a woman with this physique, it is to let this physique continue to transform, infinitely close to the most primitive Taiyin body.

"Is it too yin, it seems that I still picked up the treasure?" Mo Ran smiled bitterly, noncommittal to the words of the demon ancestor.

He did understand this ancient history, Taiyin Body, one of the legendary supreme gods, had insight into the most original mysteries, but he didn't expect to have such an entanglement with Diexin's Sanyin Taiqing.

"Let go of my demon spirit, maybe it will make it possible for this girl to recover"

In the Qiangong, the demon ancestor spoke.

This made Mo Ran frown slightly, after all, he had never really believed in this demon ancestor, if it was possible, he really wanted to wipe out this wisp of demon spirit with the immortal coffin.

When he was in the Divine Ruins, he went to get the coffin, in addition to using it to deter the major forces, he also hoped that this ice coffin could erase the spirit of the demon ancestor, a move of mutual benefit, why not?

"This is absolutely impossible," Mo Ran shook his head.

He can't afford to gamble, especially when he is seriously injured at the moment, and there are major forces around him, and if he takes a wrong step, he will be doomed.

Besides, this Demon Ancestor was one of the disasters of the turmoil in the past!

"Heh, it's good," the Demon Ancestor laughed, guessing the young man's thoughts.

He galloped through nine heavens and ten earths, stained with blood for thousands of miles, and in the eyes of some people, he really deserved to die, but was this wrong? Who can distinguish between truth and falsehood in ancient times, with his temperament, immediately laughed and said nothing when he heard this.

In the future, there will be a time when this son regrets it.

"Plastic Womb, Heyuan, Thoroughness, Divine Assistance, Four Taiyi Verses"

"The Ten Desolation Sutras, the Demon Desolation Formula, Dismantling the Origin and Ten Thousand Laws, Locking the Heaven and Earth and the Great Road"

Half a month later, it was still this ordinary small village, Mo Ran's extreme injuries were getting smaller, the blood and qi in his body were vigorous again, and his muscles and bones were crystal clear, like the light of a flying immortal flowing, ethereal and clear.

During this period, he deduced the four scriptures of Taiyi, the plastic fetus chapter casts the divine fetus, and the Heyuan chapter combs the law, these two are the earliest contact scriptures, which have long been integrated.

As for this heart-to-heart chapter and the divine auxiliary chapter, I have to say that the meaning of the scriptures is too deep, and every time I look back at a certain stage, I seem to have forgotten the previous one, and it is rare to grasp the essentials.

It's okay for Shenfu to get most of the true meaning, but it's really a bit confusing.

Inside the house, the wooden bed was still the same, and Diexin was lying flat on it, but it was a little quieter than before, and she didn't sobble as much as she did then.

The green silk is falling, the willow eyebrows are pink, like a sleeping beauty, although the city is peerless, but people can't help but feel pity.

In the past half a month, Mo Ran has gone to his own green spirit to sort out the hidden diseases and injuries in Diexin's body, until now, Diexin's ice-like jade muscle light, and the Great Dao injury has recovered.

"As long as there is one, I can still make it whole, but what about the non-existent mind?"

The demon ancestor once said that in the case of Diexin, for the heart to be extinguished, the thought of life is one, even if he returns to the usual and saves that thought, the heart of death is really difficult to recover.

Unless one!

"I finally know why such a woman would cut off her heart and five emotions at the beginning"

Mo Ran whispered, this is the second time to make a choice for others.

Su Muhan is one, and Diexin is two, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the other woman outside the purple mountain, how similar is this?

The main road, the spiritual path is far away, and the sky is seen under the immortal tree.

Drunken hope dance, red dust song, and a lifetime of guarding the heart of an emperor

In order to find that invincible road, unwilling to have a flawed heart, a generation of good women who were drunk on the tower still cut off their own red dust hearts and embarked on the most desperate road.

"Thoroughly, maybe just forget a word"

Mo Ran realized, and pointed at the void to construct a talisman with one finger, drawing a picture of Xuandahong, sparkling with light, dense patterns, and endless ancient characters flying Huan.

Taiyi is thorough, this scripture is not in fact, but in its fiction, looking at the words and forgetting the words, it seems to understand and not understand, such a profound text is rare in the real world.

But since it was the Creation Sutra, when he had exhausted the other three articles, he had already been thoroughly connected with this article in the dark.

Diexin's life lies in the heart, but if she can empty her mind and forget everything in the past, she may be able to truly rejuvenate her and not be entangled in the past.

This method is a bit cruel, if the meaning of the heartfelt scriptures is really forgotten, then the so-called memory will no longer exist.

But this is not Mo Ran's original intention, people are human beings, they are different in their experiences, and he has no right to kill the memories of the past, the only thing he can do is to seal all her memories.

"Ethereal and clear-minded, not to live in the past"

The characters flew and merged into the vast Xuantu, and the muscles and bones of Diexin bloomed with a brilliant light, and wisps of thin and soft silk threads flew out.

This is the soul thought, the soul turns into silk, peels off the cocoon, and shows everything she has unreservedly on the Xuantu.

On the peak, a five or six-year-old girl knelt in front of the monument, her thin and stubborn figure trembled in the wind and snow, her snow-white legs were already frozen blue, but she raised her head, bit her red lip, and was still stoic.

One day, it was her apprenticeship day, and she stood out among the disciples of the Daomen, and she got the opportunity to become a disciple of the great sage.

It's just that if you want to become a disciple of the Great Sage, especially the descendant of the most outstanding Yanmeng Female Sage among the Three Sages, the test required is difficult to climb to the sky.

"Yanmeng, this little girl's talent is not weaker than that of the Beitang family, and her heart is also superior, why bother so much?"

Daxian was puzzled, if it was him, he would want to take this child under the seat after passing the door test.

The top of Daofeng Mountain, thousands of years of cold snow, thousands of miles of glaciers, can endure for several hours, which is enough to amaze the world.

You know, this is still a little girl who is five or six years old and has never really cultivated.

"The Heavenly Machine, like a butterfly flying, its heart is like blood"

In the room, Yan Meng shook his head, but the cause and effect of his fingers shattered a piece of Xuanxuan black armor.

But in the end, she still couldn't bear it, and the clouds and snow disappeared in her sleeves, saving the little girl who almost fainted in the ice.

The years are like a shuttle, the white horse passes through the gap, and the butterfly Xin falls out and falls as a bright flower in the door, and the city is moving.

"Master, I want to seek the Tao"

Twelve-year-old Diexin asked her master again, she couldn't remember, she didn't know how many times she asked like this during the road construction, but the house never responded.

...

A period of memory, trivial and complicated, spells together Diexin's life, the lonely little girl in the snow, the woman who works tirelessly for the truth, and the Diexin who is full of blood and tears on the edge of the West Cliff.

Xuan Tuguang, ingesting all the soul thoughts, from this moment on, the woman in front of him will truly forget the past.

One of the Ten Immortal Sutras, the Taiyi Sutra, even Mo Ran had to marvel, the more he contemplated, the more he was deeply trapped, too wonderful and unparalleled.

Thorough heart, leading to the clear heart, can seal a person's god, soul, read in the Xuanxuan Sutra, this is the last means, passively to achieve the true meaning of the heart.

But the results are almost the same, you don't need to really cut your self-belief to create a hollow soul!

A day later, in the remote courtyard, the woman opened her eyes, the green silk shawl, black and shiny, and the enchanting and moving figure was as charming as the swaying of a lily.

Diexin woke up, blinked her eyes, and looked at a young man on the side in a little confusion.

She smiled sweetly, like a fairy Lingbo, less red dust, more fairy, beautiful like the person in the painting.

She couldn't remember who the person in front of her was, but she felt that it wasn't a bad person, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity with herself.

"Your name is Xin'er, I'm your son-in-law, have you forgotten?" Mo Ran stretched out his hand and tapped Xin'er's head.

"Xin'er?" the woman pouted, rubbed her head, and showed a little dissatisfaction.

But then, she hummed softly, and a refreshing smile bloomed on her face.