Chapter Ninety-Two: Looking Back on the Past is Terrifying

Seeing this, Luo Yuan's eyes froze, these two items were extraordinary, at least their value was not weaker than the Tongtian Ancient Treasure. Luo Yuan was a little incredulous, with Ji Hongyu's cultivation, he was not qualified to get these treasures at all. But he didn't ask, everyone has their own secrets and pasts, and there are some things that don't need to be asked.

"Let's start", Luo Yuan said indifferently, sitting cross-legged in front of Ji Hongyu, his eyes slowly closed.

"Okay", Ji Hongyu nodded, and then cultivated to operate, lighting the three pillars of white incense with the power of the soul. After five breaths, three ethereal clouds of smoke slowly rose, intertwining with each other in the air, turning into a huge character.

Luo Yuan opened his eyes and was slightly stunned, this was the first time he had seen the technique of deduction, and he felt very mysterious in his heart. The smoke was changing all the time, just like the unpredictable way of heaven.

Then, Ji Hongyu bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the broken scales. Immediately afterwards, a vicissitudes of ancient breath came to the face, as if the giant murderer had recovered thousands of years ago, and the breath shocked the world.

This is just a broken scale, with such an aura, Luo Yuan couldn't help but secretly speak. Faintly, a faint white glow appeared on the scales.

Luo Yuan stared, only to see the white light floating in the faint and rushing into the characters transformed by the incense.

"Ning!" Ji Hongyu said lightly, and in an instant, he pointed at Luo Yuan's eyebrows. In an instant, a mysterious force surrounded Luo Yuan, and even more tugged at Luo Yuan's mind, making him feel in a trance.

Ji Hongyu's fingers still stayed on Luo Yuan's eyebrows, but her mind was dragged away with Luo Yuan.

It seemed that thousands of years had passed, and Luo Yuan opened his eyes, and he was a soul at this time. A trace of his soul, under the traction of Ji Hongyu and the power of incense and scales, appeared in the underworld.

Around him, there was chaos, but beside him was a trace of Ji Hongyu's soul. The two glanced at each other, stepped on an incense avenue under their feet, and walked forward.

I don't know how long it has been going, it seems like ten years, a hundred years, and gradually the chaos has dissipated. Since this journey, Luo Yuan and Ji Hongyu have walked together, and their hearts are extremely calm, and there is nothing outside their hearts.

It was the first time Luo Yuan had seen the technique of deduction, and he thought that it was originally like this, but he didn't have too many feelings in his heart except for lamenting the complexity and mystery of this technique.

But Ji Hongyu was different, she looked at the chaos around her along the way, and couldn't help but feel terrifying. Although she didn't use the deduction technique much, she had more than a dozen times in a hundred years. But like Luo Yuan, there are people buried in endless chaos, she has never seen it, and she has never heard of it. Even her master, ancestor, had never met her.

"What is his past, why is there such endless chaos. He, is it really him?" Ji Hongyu thought in his heart, but the more he guessed, the more he felt a chill in his back, and he felt an inexplicable sense of panic.

Luo Yuan felt that Ji Hongyu was in a wrong state, seemed to be trembling, and asked, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, but you can't bear it?"

Ji Hongyu looked at Luo Yuan, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of warmth, a trace of sadness, and a vague sense of sympathy. She was stunned, shook her head, and said it was okay.

When Luo Yuan saw her gaze, he was a little puzzled in his heart, why was that sadness and sympathy. I don't know why, I always feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

The two continued to move forward, focusing on Luo Yuan's memories and going back to the past. The two of them saw the previous battle on the Boundless Sea, saw the Taihua, and saw the Luo Yuan crossing. This scene made Ji Hongyu frightened, and the figure of the platform made her feel even more afraid.

And the amazement of Tantai Xuanya also made her feel ashamed, whether it is background, talent, or appearance, she is not as good as Tantai Xuanya.

Suddenly, there was a blur in front of him, but he saw Zhao Guozheng and the demons fighting, and saw the Wuji Demon Lord killing in all directions. Luo Yuan clenched his fists, even though he knew that he couldn't interfere, but his heart still wanted to rush to the bloody killing.

This is a kind of hatred that goes deep into the bone marrow, Liuyun Sect is his home, and the two ancestors and the master treat him like a descendant, and they strive to cultivate him. The relationship between the brothers and sisters is extremely deep, this is Luo Yuan's second home in addition to the mortal world.

A home that is the first to have a sense of belonging in the Great Cultivation Realm, even if it is the current Zhenhai Sect, is difficult to compare with it.

Time was still going back, and Luo Yuan saw that when the two sides were fighting, a tall figure stepped out of the air, and his arms shook, leading down the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and that figure was Mo Chen.

Luo Yuan looked at the figure, and seemed to be able to still hear Mo Chen's concern for him. His eyes moistened, he remembered Shizun's words, and remembered the various scenes of going to Shizun to ask for treasures and elixirs.

The picture was still going backwards, and he saw that night, and he asked his master questions under the stars. He was affected by the assessment of the sect, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and environment, and he was constantly hovering between truth and falsehood, and it was difficult to determine.

Therefore, when he mentioned the truth and void to his master, he was reprimanded by his master. Thinking of this, Luo Yuan couldn't help but smile slightly, even if he was scolding, it was to help him stabilize his Dao heart, which was a warmth. This master-apprentice relationship, in this life and this life, is destined to be inseparable.

Just as the picture continued to retrace, there was a sound like thunder, which seemed to be the reopening of heaven and earth, which made people's hearts roar. Luo Yuan changed color suddenly, and the voice was his master Mochen: "What is false, what is true? Is this a dream?" When I wake up from a dream, I don't know if it's real or illusory. With your qualifications, or there is a glimmer of hope to set foot in the fairy road, at that time, I hope you can solve this confusion for the teacher. ”

This voice was ethereal, as if it would dissipate in the wind at any time, but the power contained in it was enough to make the powerful people worship the gods.

"Hmph", Ji Hongyu snorted, was counterattacked, and his eyes were frightened, which was incredible.

"This is impossible, words penetrate the reincarnation and get involved in the heavenly will in the underworld, what kind of cultivation should this be to do!" Ji Hongyu said in shock, Luo Yuan's body was simply an endless mystery. Whether it was himself or the people around him, starting from those disciples of the Liuyun Sect, they all seemed to be a little different from ordinary people. But this difference, she only felt it slightly, as for the details, she was difficult to say, and she couldn't deduce.

Luo Yuan's body trembled, he never thought that there would be a chance in this life to be able to hear Shizun's voice again. Even if he didn't understand how the words of the master penetrated the heavenly machine and arrived in this heavenly providence in the darkness. But he didn't have time to think about this, and his tears could hardly be suppressed.

Different from the influence of the boundless sea in the past, this is the deepest touch from his heart. It was as if I had heard my father's teachings, expectations and care again.

"Can you freeze the frame? I think, look at them more. Luo Yuan looked at Ji Hongyu beside him and spoke slowly.

Ji Hongyu sighed and shook his head: "My cultivation and attainments are not enough, and I can't do it." ”

The picture keeps regressing, until in a cave house, a man laughs at the young man on the bed and speaks, the picture is difficult to go back half a minute, and it is frozen in life! At this moment, it seems to freeze the flow of the stars, the time and years, and the minds of all things!

Luo Yuan's eyes were filled with disbelief, and he turned his head and asked Ji Hongyu: "Aren't you unable to do it?"

Ji Hongyu retreated again and again, only to feel that her back was numb, as if she was being watched by an extremely terrifying existence, and she didn't dare to move: "It's not me, I can't do it at all, it's your ......"

Luo Yuan frowned, and said to Ji Hongyu in confusion: "Why don't you say the last sentence? ”