It was also when the white-clothed nun raised her head that Cheng Zhaozhao saw her face clearly and was amazed.

Stunning.

It was the first word that popped into her head.

The nunen in white seemed to feel something, and suddenly looked in the direction where she was.

The two looked at each other, Cheng Zhaozhao trembled, this gaze was too real, as if the female cultivator was really looking at her.

At this moment, the high platform, the onlookers and even the spirit sword in her hand disappeared.

The nun stood up and smiled at her.

"We've finally met. ”

Her voice is very good, gentle like water, but it makes Cheng Zhaozhao creepy.

It's as if it's clearly unreal, and she's been a spectator all along, but she's suddenly drawn into it.

Cheng Zhaozhao has seen the illusion of this female cultivator many times, and he also learns sword moves from her every morning, but it is the first time he has heard her speak, and he is talking to himself.

It's a feeling that's both familiar and strange.

"You, can you see me? Who are you?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was shocked, whether this was an illusion or reality.

Does this nun really exist?

"I'm you!"

The white-clothed nun smiled lightly and walked towards her, with lotus under her feet.

......

"Hey, I'm talking to you, you can't hear me!"

Shen Jiao approached angrily, this female cultivator really didn't make sense, but she just shouted at her and stood in place in a daze, looking at her as if she had seen a ghost.

When she approached Cheng Zhaozhao, she saw the blackbird on her shoulder chirping rapidly.

Something is wrong with this nun?

Shen Jiao stretched out her hand and pushed Cheng Zhaozhao: "Hey......"

Suddenly, Cheng Zhaozhao covered his head and screamed, and the next moment he fell down as soon as his eyes were closed.

"You...... Hey, I'm ......."

Shen Jiao was at a loss.

The disciples of the Cangjian Sect around rushed over one after another.

"You're just getting started, why do you start beating people?"

"I, I didn't. ”

"This junior sister, I saw with my own eyes that you pushed this little junior sister. ”

"Not me. She didn't know what was crazy herself. ”

There was a commotion outside the hall, and soon a disciple reported to the deacon of the mission hall.

What came out was the previous deacon, who used aura to probe Cheng Zhaozhao, who was unconscious, her body was not abnormal, but her face was pale and extremely painful.

The deacon frowned, and he couldn't find out the reason for a while, and said, "Come on, send her to the Lingzhi Church." ”

"Yes. ”

"What the hell is going on?" asked Ming Yu, looking at Shen Jiao.

It was the first time that Shen Jiao had been questioned when she was so old, and she said angrily: "How do I know what's going on?"

A disciple told what he had seen before, which caused Shen Jiao to say anxiously: "She has become like this with her own good manners, what does it matter to me." Don't spew blood. Do you know who I am?"

Although the cause of the matter has not yet been clarified, Shen Jiao's arrogant attitude displeased the deacon, and said: "Take her to the Discipline Hall first, and then make a decision when this female disciple is sober." ”

"Yes. ”

"You dare, my father is the head of Mu Shengmen!" Shen Jiao said angrily.

"This is the Cangjian Sect!" the deacon snorted coldly and ordered someone to take Shen Jiao away.

......

I'm you!

This is the most terrifying sentence Cheng Zhaozhao has heard so far.

There was a fluttering feeling in the empty white expanse, but the sound of her heartbeat and breathing reminded her that it was not an illusion.

Cheng Zhaozhao and the white-clothed nun looked at each other.

is also to see her face completely clearly.

Her facial features are very exquisite, with willow leaves and curved eyebrows, shallow eyes, a small nose, and a temperament that is transcendent among the female cultivators she has seen.

Although her beauty can be called stunning, she is the best-looking nun she has ever seen, but it does not bring people a sense of distance, and when the corners of her mouth are slightly lowered, a faint smile sweeps away the alienation at first sight.

"Jun Xin. ”

Her voice is gentle, caressing her ears and comforting.

"Jun Xin?"

"Dexin God's letter, the name of this king. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was surprised, and looked around, there was nothing else but the two of them.

She didn't know exactly where it was, but the light emanating from here was a familiar feeling to her.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Jun Xin said: "This is the sea of knowledge." You and your soul are here. ”

Her knowledge of the sea?

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly thought of the point of light in the sea of knowledge: "You have been always?"

Jun Xin nodded: "That's right, Benjun has been in your sea of knowledge all these years." ”

"What the hell is going on? Are you human or ......?"

Jun Xin looked around and said lightly: "Benjun remembers that Benjun has fallen. ”

"Dead, dead?" Cheng Zhaozhao was surprised, it was the first time he had heard someone say that he had fallen so lightly.

If she died, could it be that what she saw now was just an illusion?

"But why are you still here?"

"The soul of the god is destroyed under the Twisting God Array, why is it here? ”

"Twisting God Array, what is that?"

As soon as the words fell, everything around them changed, and countless winds swept in, blowing the clothes of the two of them. The canopy of heaven was pressed by black pressure, sinking into ink, and an incomparably powerful pressure swept in instantly.

Cheng Zhaozhao found that his heart was beating violently, as if he was about to jump out of his heart in the next moment. The murderous aura approached from all directions, suddenly enveloping her whole body.

"No!"

Cheng Zhaozhao breathed heavily, such palpitations were the only ones she had ever seen in her life, although the scenery in front of her had changed back to white, but she was exhausted just by looking at the Twisting God Array she was talking about.

So, back then, Jun Xin died under such a hanging god array?

Jun Xin just watched quietly, without sadness or joy.

"Zhaozhao. ”

Jun Xin stared at her eyes and said word by word: "This Jun Xu is a remnant soul, but I don't know what it has to do with you, so I appeared in your sea of knowledge."

Or, can you believe in past and present lives?"

Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head: "The monk does not have a past life and this life. ”

In fact, Cheng Zhaozhao prefers to believe that she is just a remnant soul.

Jun Xin raised her hand, and in an instant, the brilliance of her arm suddenly dissipated, and she was stared at by countless points of light, and her hands were slender.

But it turned out that even Jun Xin himself didn't know why he appeared in Cheng Zhaozhao's sea of knowledge.

Ever since she woke up, all she could see was this world, and it wasn't until the aura entered that she saw the outside world through her eyes.

I knew that it was because Cheng Zhaozhao introduced qi into his body.

Since then, Jun Xin has been able to perceive everything about Cheng Zhaozhao, and she is clear about her conversations with Qingmu, Meng Li, Shao Jie, and even Qianli.

She tried to communicate with Cheng Zhaozhao, but found that she seemed to be just trapped in the sea of knowledge, even if Cheng Zhaozhao's divine sense was close at hand, she couldn't communicate with it.

So, she had no choice but to release those memories.

It is true that the illusory illusions that Cheng Zhaozhao saw and countless classic exercises were all fragments of Jun Xin's memories.

It's just that maybe some things have changed, and the memory has become so confusing that even she can't know what happened.

It's only when Cheng Zhaozhao sees something in the outside world that he can evoke the memories of the past.

"So, all along, the weirdness that has appeared in me is because of your existence. ”

Jun Xin nodded.