Yun Ruowei's face is the same as back then, wearing a plain green dress, her eyes are as beautiful as a clear spring, and her smile is calm.

She is still barefoot, with bracelets on her wrists, silver bells hanging, and the breeze blows, which is very good.

"Are you willing to help me find jade? What I am looking for is a piece of blue bridge jade pendant, which is my sister's thing, I want to find jade, but in fact, I want to find my sister, I know that she is not dead, I know" Hearing that Ning Fan was willing to help her, Yun Ruowei no longer concealed it, revealing a look of expectation.

She is just a Yuanying monk, but Ning Fan is a cultivator who refines the void and has great powers. With Ning Fan's help, it should be easier to find the jade pendant.

"Your sister, but the little feather demon I saw in your dream back then?" Ning Fan asked.

"Yes" Yun Ruowei hesitated slightly, but decided to answer truthfully.

"I remember, her name is Ning Qian"

"Yes"

"She and Yun Tianjue are"

"The two of them are Taoist sisters who disappeared a thousand years ago, and before the disappearance of the forgetful sister of Yuntian Decision a thousand years ago, he just gave birth to a son for Yuntian Decision, and he didn't know what happened after less than a month, and his sister disappeared with the child overnight and then later, the child's life card was broken, and he should be dead. My sister's life card is gloomy, although she is not dead, she should be in trouble, she should not be dead, but I can't find her for thousands of years, where is she What happened back then Yun Tian never protected his sister, or even protected his own children, but what is even more excessive is that he completely forgot about her after his sister's disappearance, and even Ning Qian no longer remembered that he was a negative person, a ruthless person!"

Yun Ruowei no longer concealed Ning Fan, and even told Ning Fan some secrets, which was a voice message. His eyes showed sadness and indignation.

She hated Yun Tiandu's affection and was unwilling to continue to stay in the Rain Palace, so she joined the Southeast Cultivation Alliance.

She couldn't bear to hurt Ning Fan back then. It was only because Ning Fan's smile was somewhat similar to her sister that she was moved by compassion

Ning Fan was silent. But there is no peace in the heart. Could he be the child who died between Ning Qian and Yun Tiandu?

Yuntian decided to forget his love for a thousand years, Ning Qian disappeared a thousand years ago, if he was the child who died back then, how would he live to this day

Yun Ruowei wholeheartedly believes that Yun Tian is ruthless, but Ning Fan just doesn't think so, he thinks that Yun Tian is a person of extreme affection.

Maybe Yuntian will not blink an eye when he slaughters a sect and a country, but it is by no means indifferent to the life and death of his wife and children

Ning Qian's whereabouts are unknown. Yun Tianjue forgot that something must have happened a thousand years before the child's bizarre death

Ning Fan closed his eyes slightly, this confusing mystery may be known after finding Ning Qian's whereabouts.

And look for clues to Ning Qian. It seems that there is only that piece of blue bridge jade pendant left

"I promised to help you find jade, but I have a question, why did you come to Haining Ning's house to look for jade, is there any clue here?" Ning Fan asked.

"There is no clue, I originally went to Qimei with the Southeast Repair Alliance, but when I passed through Haining. I feel a trace of artistic conception in this city, it is my sister's breath, and the artistic conception is very light, very light, but it has not disappeared for thousands of years, and with deep sadness, my sister must have had something heartbroken in Haining! Otherwise, there will be no sorrow left here for thousands of years!"

"But I have already asked the monks of the Haining family, and the Haining family is only a thousand years old. And now there are no people in the Ning family who have lived for more than a thousand years, and no one knows if there was a feather demon woman here a thousand years ago."

Yun Ruowei looked disappointed.

The three ancestors of the Ning family were trembling and very scared, they couldn't give Yun Ruowei a satisfactory answer, I don't know if they would annoy this Yuan Infant Female Cultivator.

"You guys step down, Miss Yun, you come with me, and I'll take you to the Ning family to find clues. Well, Miss Qing can come with me if she wants. ”

Ning Fan dismissed the three ancestors of the Ning family, and the three old men immediately left as if they had been granted amnesty, and informed the whole city that no matter where Ning Fan wanted to go, they could not be stopped.

After the three ancestors of the Ning family left, Ning Fan took Yun Ruowei and Ning Qingqing to search throughout Haining City.

Ning Fan's divine thoughts were scattered extremely far away, enveloping a radius of 400,000 li, perceiving it carefully.

He hadn't paid attention to it before, but after Yun Ruowei reminded him, he did sense an extremely faint sad mood from Haining City

The sad artistic conception is very faint, obviously weak, but unforgettable, thousands of years away.

Ning Fan was stunned, this artistic conception was exactly the same as the mother who was opposite each other in the fantasy world

"I have searched all over Haining, and there is not the slightest clue about my sister inside and outside the city," Yun Ruowei sighed in disappointment.

"Your sister came to Wu Di a thousand years ago, and was sad in Wu Di, although Haining was contaminated with her sad artistic conception, but it was not her real heartache and intestines, she passed through here back then, but it was only the saddest place, not here"

With Yun Ruowei's magical powers, she could only feel a sad mood from the land of Haining, and judged that it was left by her sister thousands of years ago.

But with Ning Fan's supernatural powers, he can follow this sad aura and find the most sorrowful place

There, will there be any clues

Even the old monsters of the rain world may not be able to distinguish the strength and weakness of sorrow and find the source of sorrow.

But Ning Fan can, because what he comprehends is the artistic conception of memory, which is the second step of the artistic conception, if you only talk about the realization of the power of the artistic conception, it is higher than the Broken Void Monk!

"Come with me!"

He suddenly cast the light of the void shifting, rolled up Yun Ruowei and Ning Qingqing, and moved all the way to the north, moving a distance of 40,000 miles towards Haining City.

He landed on the ground, where he landed was a blood-mist-shrouded barren mountain demon forest, called the Weeping Blood Forest, which was a prestigious trial place in Wudi, and there were many bloodthirsty feather demons, and many Wudi monks loved to come here to hunt demons and practice.

Outside of this weeping blood forest, it is the place where the sad artistic conception is the strongest!

"It's my sister's artistic conception! It won't be dispersed for thousands of years!Is my sister in this weeping blood forest?!" Yun Ruowei said in surprise.

"This weeping blood forest is five thousand miles away, there are many mortal cities, there are often wars, many orphans are displaced, the Ning family often looks for some orphans from here to adopt me, I have checked the slave status in the clan, and you were also picked up near here back then" Ning Qingqing lowered her eyebrows and pondered, as if reminiscing. Then he said to Ning Fan.

"Yes?"

Ning Fan sighed lightly, feeling the thick sad aura here, and had already guessed about his life experience. So he didn't say anything more, and quietly walked into the weeping blood forest with his two daughters.

Step over rotten leaves and dead branches. Stepping on the muddy swamp, there were no demon beasts at all along the way who dared to stop Ning Fan's footsteps.

In the deepest part of the Weeping Blood Forest, there is a small pool, only one zhang square, and the water of the pool is as red as blood.

Ning Fan stopped by the pool.

This pool of water does not contain any aura, it is just a pool of mortal pools, and it will not be paid attention to by any monks or demon beasts.

But Ning Fan felt the unsolvable sadness in this pool of water.

His gaze pierced the bottom of the pool. In the sludge at the bottom of the pool, a blue jade pendant lies quietly

In addition, there seemed to be some broken stone chips at the bottom of the pool, and Ning Fan took a closer look, which was actually the stone chips left after the demon cocoon of the demon clan was broken

He curtled his hands. The jade pendant at the bottom of the pool immediately broke out of the pool and flew out of the water and fell into the palm of the hand.

The warm blue jade pendant is in the shape of a mandarin bird and is engraved with a line of graceful handwriting.

The mountains are edgeless, the heavens and the earth are together, and they dare to be with the king

Yun Ruowei approached Ning Fan. Looking at the blue jade carefully, her beautiful eyes showed joy.

That handwriting is Ning Qian's handwriting, this is Ning Qian's blue bridge jade pendant!

"But, where is my sister?"

Yun Ruowei was stunned and exuded her thoughts. swept across the boundary of the Weeping Blood Forest for thousands of miles, but could not find a trace of Ning Qian's footprints at all.

Not here, she is not here, here and here, except for that sad mood, there is no breath of her.

The blue jade is here, but Ning Qian is not here, she once regarded this jade as life, how could she stay here casually?

"Ning Fan, please, help me find her!" Yun Ruowei grabbed Ning Fan's palm helplessly, and finally found a clue about Ning Qian, could it be just interrupted

"I'll do my best!"

He wanted to find Ning Qian, not only for Yun Ruowei, but also for himself.

He held the blue bridge jade pendant, and opened the power of the artistic conception of memory, enveloping the entire Weeping Blood Forest!

He took out piles of Stygian Fruits, all of which were taken from the Tree Spirits, twenty in all, and swallowed them all!

He took the fruit of the underworld and did not seek to dream.

He releases the artistic conception of memories and does not seek to erase anyone's memories.

One Underworld Fruit can experience fifty years of dreams, and twenty is a thousand years!

He just wanted to see what had happened here for thousands of years!

He closed his eyes and crossed his knees on the ground, his mind feeling the landscape changing rapidly.

The Dark Fruit can improve the mood in dreams, and you can see things on the edge of your memory in your dreams.

Ning Fan has the memory of Haining, so he can spy on his surname Yun in the dream realm.

Ning Fan didn't have the memory of the Weeping Blood Forest, he could only use the memory of the Weeping Blood Forest to fall asleep!

Dark Dreams!

In the dream, Ning Fan was not alone, but the entire Weeping Blood Forest, the Weeping Blood Forest thousands of years ago!

He couldn't move, he couldn't speak, he could only look at the vast array of beings in the Weeping Blood Forest with his divine thoughts.

He has become a land, a mountain forest!

Thousands of years ago, there was no thick blood mist in the Weeping Blood Forest, and there was no pool of blood-red pool of water in the depths.

The sun rises and the moon sets, countless demon beasts are born and die here, and countless Wu Di monks enter this forest to slay demons and practice, both dead and alive.

Ning Fan didn't care about these demon beasts and monks, he was always waiting.

Until one day, a gentle woman in a goose yellow dress, holding a child with a cold body in her arms, stumbled into the weeping blood forest.

"She is" Ning Fan wanted to speak, but couldn't make a sound, he was just a piece of land.

She is Ning Qian!

Ning Qian's body exuded the demonic aura of the late Yuan Infant period, but she was seriously injured and her pretty face was pale.

Her eyes were as bright as the moon and extremely beautiful, but in her eyes they were sad and desperate, and tears flowed endlessly.

"My Child"

Ning Qian, who was holding a baby less than a month old, fell at the end of the weeping blood forest, and her liver and intestines were broken.

The baby in her arms, dressed in a festive little padded jacket, with fleshy little hands still holding the placket of her clothes, unconscious, dying.

Not far from death, the baby's heart was shattered, and his essence and blood were drained by others, only because he took high-grade pills did he hang a glimmer of life.

Ning Fan's heart was shocked, who was so cruel that he drained the baby's blood!

Ning Qian's heart ached, and her pretty face turned even paler.

The palm of his hand caresses the baby's cold body. Watching the baby's weaker and weaker breathing, the woman held back tears and smiled stubbornly. "Mother will not let you die, as long as she can bring you back to life, even if it costs her life. Mother too!"

Ning Qian looked at the one-foot-square secluded pool in front of her, revealing a resolute look.

She bit her fingers, endured the pain in her heart, and suddenly pinched the trick, condensed into silk with blood, cocooned with silk, and sealed the baby in a blood cocoon. And untied the blue jade pendant on his body and put it in the blood cocoon.

"Your father said that this is the ancient demon clan's demon cocoon locking technique, which can isolate the heavenly machine in the demon cocoon. Lock in a glimmer of life"

Ning Qian's face turned even paler, and it seemed that she was extremely reluctant to perform this technique.

"They drained your blood, my mother gave you blood, you must come back to life, come back to life"

Ning Qian held the cocoon in her arms. Be as gentle and careful as a baby in your arms.

She bit her finger and pressed her soft finger against the rough cocoon, smearing it over and over again.

The broken wound rubbed against the rough cocoon, and it hurt to the heart, but she didn't care.

"Mother won't let you die. Mother won't let anyone hurt you" Ning Qian showed a pale smile and smeared the demon cocoon with blood over and over again.

One day, two days, and the tenth day, Ning Qian's ten fingers were all wounds, and her blood was almost dry.

She looked at the demon cocoon in her arms stupidly, and continuously input the demon power into the demon cocoon.

The cocoon seeped into her blood, radiating a faint red glow, but it could not hold back the baby's fading vitality.

Ning Qian shed tears of despair, sad and helpless, and the tears fell on the demon cocoon, melting a few drops of blood.

She immediately wiped away her tears in a panic, and bit her fingers again, trying to replenish her own essence where the essence blood had dissolved.

It's just that there is no blood in the meridians, if you are a mortal, you must have fallen, but as long as the Yuan Infant Monk is not destroyed, he can still live forever.

"No blood, what to do"

She looked anxious, and suddenly thought of something, took out a small, sharp flying sword, and stabbed it into the heart.

"I'm still working hard, it's okay"

Piercing her heart, Ning Qianxiu began to fall, from the late Yuan Infant to the middle stage, and the early Yuan Ying began to be unstable

She didn't have time to pay attention to her injuries and cultivation, she just took out the jade bottle, took down the blood drop by drop, and smeared it on the demon cocoon.

But even with the blood of the heart, the baby in the cocoon still walked towards death.

One day, the second and third days, Ning Qian trembled and held the demon cocoon, looking at the red light of the demon cocoon gradually disappearing, feeling the weaker and weaker breathing in the demon cocoon, she was so painful

On the fourth day, the baby died of complete breathing

"No—"

Ning Qian's voice was hoarse, her tears were dry, and she couldn't stop trembling, as if her soul had been withdrawn, as if she had lost the whole world

"Mother won't let you die! Mother won't let you die!!"

In her dim eyes, sadness could not be dissolved.

She looked at the spinning heaven and earth as if she was going crazy, she couldn't afford to lose this child!

Her eyes are always soft and gentle, but at this moment there is an indelible persistence!

No one can take away her child!

As long as the child's life is returned, she is willing to pay a qiē!

Laugh at!

The flying sword pierced into the dantian and pierced the Yuan Baby, Ning Qian could no longer feel the pain, and her eyes were hollow and smeared the blood of the Yuan Infant on the demon cocoon.

That is the blood of the life of the Yuanying Monk, and when the blood is exhausted, it is the moment of death!

"Please give me back the child"

"Please"

"Please"

Ning Qian pleaded and prayed helplessly, she was about to lose her soul, and she only wanted to revive the child before her soul was gone.

At this moment, Ning Qian lost her cultivation and died in an instant, but the obsession of being a mother cannot be erased even by the way of heaven!

She scattered all the demon blood, and the blood mist covered the entire Weeping Blood Forest, and even the pool water was dyed blood red.

The baby in the cocoon, breathing gradually stabilized, and in his sleep, he suddenly laughed out loud with a milky voice, and he didn't know what kind of sweet dreams he had

Ning Qian showed a pale smile, she saved her child from the hands of fate

In this way, even if her soul is gone, she should have no regrets

The baby sucked his fingers, still giggling, how could he understand the imminent loss of his mother.

Ning Qian's heart began to feel sour, she wanted to be by this child's side and watch him grow up day by day

It's a pity that she won't be able to live to that day

She took out a blood-red thundergrass from her storage bag and planted it at the edge of the pool, placing the cocoon in the pool.

"Mother can't bring you back to the rain hall, the rain hall is too dangerous, this thunder grass is left to you, with the breath of your demon cocoon, she may be expected to become your companion demon thunder grass thunder grass, if you can use my son's demon power to transform into a demon, it will be my son's companion demon, remember to protect him for a lifetime If there is a day, you will be called Ning Honghong"

Ning Qian's breath almost dissipated, she looked at the pond, sad and reluctant.

"Son, my child. Remember, your surname is Yun, don't hate Daddy, he just forgot about us for a while When he remembers a qiē, he will definitely come to you and take you home."

"I'm sorry that from now on, my mother can't take care of you anymore"

Ning Qian ignited the last trace of Yuan Ying's power, a faint blood light rose around her body, and she used the last trace of strength to escape from Wu Country and flee in a certain direction.

She wanted to see Yun Tianjue again before she died.

She didn't have the heart to care about those enemies.

Why Yun Tianzhu lost his memory, she didn't want to ask again.

She just wanted to tell the clouds at the last moment of her life that their children were still alive and in the country of Wu

The dream continues.

I don't know how many years have passed, the demon forest here is called the Weeping Blood Forest because of the red mist like blood.

Countless Wu Di monks came here to practice, but Ning Qian never came again.

After decades of companionship with the cocoon, the thundergrass at the edge of the pond was nourished by the cocoon's demonic power and began to transform.

This thunder herb was transformed by a peerless powerhouse, shattered and scattered the primordial gods, and transformed into a woman in red.

As soon as Fang transformed, he had the terrifying cultivation of the peak of the Yuan Infant.

The woman stared blankly at the pool, forgetting the past, and the only thing she remembered was the advice of a woman.

From then on, she was Ning Honghong. From then on, she had to protect the cocoon in the pool.

She began to practice penance and established the Ning family in Haining, Wudi.

She didn't know how long she would have to protect the cocoon, but she just hunted the monsters everywhere, collected the demon blood, and smeared it on the cocoon to replenish the life of the babies in it.

The baby who was drained of his blood blood back then lost all his cultivation qualifications, but he saved his life.

In a certain year, the door of the Ancient Heavenly Court's seal opened.

Ning Honghong entered it, trying to find some spiritual things for the baby to nourish, but she fell in the Ancient Heavenly Court, and a wisp of soul drifted from the entrance of a large array to the Demon Forest

Spring turned to autumn, year after year, and one day after a thousand years, the demon cocoon shattered, and a ray of blood carried the baby and landed in a mortal town five thousand miles away from the Weeping Blood Forest

Three years later, the mortal town was destroyed by war, and a passing Ning monk took several orphans with him

Wake up from a thousand-year dream!

Ning Fan took twenty Dark Luo Fruits, and sat in the Weeping Blood Forest for ten days.

Ten days later, he opened his eyes, only to fall into a long silence.

"Have you found out my sister's whereabouts?" Yun Ruowei asked anxiously.

“”

Ning Fan didn't say much, just took out a net bottle magic weapon, squatted silently by the pool, and took away all the blood-red pool.

He took out another net bottle and used his mana to collect all the thousands of miles of blood mist.

He jumped into the bottom of the dry, muddy pool, picked up all the broken shells of the demon cocoon, and carefully stored them in the magic treasure box, and carefully stored them piece by piece.

He tied the blue jade pendant with a green rainbow thread and wore it around his neck. The green rainbow thread is an extremely valuable refining material, and it can even be used to refine immortal treasures

"I'm sorry I couldn't find her"

"I'm sorry"

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