After reading the extra memories, Fang Yuan's head was "buzzing" and he was stunned for a long time.

Originally, he always thought that he died of alcohol poisoning, and then his soul crossed over, even if he saw that Qingtian's appearance was similar to his own eight or nine points, he didn't think much about it, just thought it was an arrangement in the dark.

But after looking at the memory that had just recovered, he realized that he was not dead at all, but after the car accident, he crossed with people and cars, and Lin Shuya and Ji Xingran crossed at the same time.

The reason why he lost his memory was completely due to Ji Xingran, and he lost his memory after eating a "Dingyan Pill" that he got from Ji Xingran.

Thinking about what Ji Xingran did after he lost his memory, the other party obviously knew in advance that there was something wrong with the pill, and then thinking of Ji Xingran's all-encompassing character, he had no doubt that all this was calculated by the other party.

As for why the other party calculates himself, the reason is that he can come up with N points at will, and the first one is Lin Shuya!

Lin Shuya is Fang Yuan's fiancée, and at the same time has an ambiguous relationship with Ji Xingran, and the car accident that caused the crossing was precisely because he impulsively wanted to pull the two of them to their death after seeing the ambiguous video of the two, which caused the car accident, but he didn't expect that the three of them would cross so inexplicably.

It was also after Fang Yuan crossed over that he learned that the man in the video was called Ji Xingran, and he was a small staff member under Lin Shuya.

They had even met before, but at that time, Fang Yuan didn't take this introverted poor boy in his eyes at all, and he didn't even remember each other's names and appearances.

At that time, Fang Yuan would never have dreamed that the poor boy who was once would one day be able to take Lin Shuya from him, and even call him around like a slave.

"Ji Xingran!" Fang Yuan clenched his fists, his face changed, there was anger, sadness, and more helplessness, he had lived in a daze for more than three hundred years, and once he woke up, everything was already in the past.

The beauty has passed away, the rival has died, but the living have to bear boundless love and hatred.

"Shuya......" Fang Yuan whispered hoarsely, as if he saw the girl sitting in front of him again, the girl turned to him and smiled slightly, melting the ice that had been sealed in his heart for a long time.

"Fang Yuan, let's go together after school. ”

"Fang Yuan, have you listened to Avril's new single?"

"Fang Yuan, what are you eating at noon today?"

"Fang Yuan, where are you going to play on Sunday?"

"Fang Yuan ,......"

“......”

The memories of his youth came like a tide, and Fang Yuan couldn't help but cry like rain.

"Why, why did you leave me?!" At this moment, Fang Yuan completely collapsed, like a child, lying on the ground, crying and beating.

"Shuya, I was wrong, I shouldn't have forced you to marry me, it's okay for you to come back, I don't care about you and Ji Xingran, as long as you can come back......" At this time, Fang Yuan's hair was scattered, as if he was crazy.

"No, no...... There should be a way...... There should be a way...... What's that? What's that?"

With Fang Yuan's crazy words, he sensed that the soul body that had been standing still in the sea suddenly emitted a throbbing aura, and the divine core that had originally sunk in the chest of the soul body, like a dead thing, also began to slowly rotate, emitting a faint light.

At the same time, the entire Optimus Peak suddenly came to life, sending out bursts of fluctuations that echoed with the Divine Core.

"Lin Shuya!" Fang Yuan originally shouted in an extremely ordinary way, but in an instant, he passed through endless time and space, and descended on a majestic palace in the middle of nowhere, the palace was white and golden, cloudy, and vast, but it was suspended in a dark void out of thin air.

In a garden in the palace, a white-clothed palace girl is carefully taking care of a strange flower and plant, the girl's green silk is like silk, bright eyes are like water, beautiful face is like a flower, a pretty nose is slightly straight, red lips are jade, the lines are soft, and the temperament is noble, like the Nine Heavens Fairy and the Emperor of Heaven.

"Lin Shuya!" a shout suddenly came from above.

The girl suddenly stopped what she was doing, and looked up, her face full of disbelief, but unfortunately there was nothing else in the sky except the mist that swirled around.

"Is it because I'm hallucinating?" the girl muttered to herself, her voice crisp and textured.

"Lin Shuya!" At this time, the previous call came again, and the direction was still above.

"Who?!Who's there?!" The girl snorted softly, flew up, and with a wave of her sleeve dispelled all the clouds and mist above, but let her sense sweep it over and over again, but still found nothing.

After staying in the air for a while, and seeing that the voice did not appear again, the girl fell back into the garden, and muttered to herself, "What the hell, but the voice just now was a bit like someone." Then she smiled wryly and shook her head, for the man had been dead for hundreds of years.

After asking the nearby guards and learning that no one heard the voice just now, the girl concluded that the voice just now was a demon and buried it in her heart.

"Shuya, are you still alive?"

Fang Yuan, who was in the secret room of Qingtian Peak's retreat, looked at the turquoise wall of the secret room in a daze, his tears were full of surprise, because he had seen Lin Shuya just now.

"Is it an illusion?" The scene just now only lasted for a few seconds, and Fang Yuan's gaze was bounced back into the secret room, and the original beauty also turned into a cold wall.

"No, no, it was so real just now, how could it be an illusion, Shuya she was still wearing ancient costumes, I could see every strand of her hair, every pore, it must not be an illusion......" Fang Yuan babbled again, trying to convince himself that Lin Shuya was still alive.

After a stick of incense, the confused Fang Yuan finally woke up again, took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate to restore the true yuan.

"Shuya, if you don't die, wait for me, I will definitely find you, even if you die, I, Fang Yuan, can resurrect you again!" Fang Yuan said indifferently in his heart, at this moment, his emotions had completely calmed down, there was no joy or sorrow, and by the way, the temperament of the whole person had changed, and there was a palpitating fierceness between his eyebrows and eyes: "Ji Xingran, I believe that you are not so easy to die, wait for me!"

If before the crossing, Fang Yuan still regarded Ji Xingran as a poor boy and a transparent person who was useless, after the decades he got along with Ji Xingran after the crossing, he had already deeply realized that Ji Xingran was much higher than him in terms of talent and resourcefulness, and he himself was still alive, how could Ji Xingran die? He believed that Ji Xingran must still be alive, and even now he was with Lin Shuya.

"Ji Xingran, compared to talent and resourcefulness, I may not be able to compare to you, but there are gains and losses, the longer the long board, the shorter the short board, I will definitely find your shortcomings, and I don't believe it, you will also have a divine core?!"

In the confusion just now, Fang Yuan suddenly understood something, among them was the use of the divine core, as well as some mysterious and mysterious things.

He could feel that the mysterious and mysterious thing should be a new artistic conception perception, but now that he has a first glimpse of the door, he can't see the whole picture, and he can't even know what the artistic conception is.

"Sai Weng lost his horse, how can he know if it is a blessing, the ancients did not deceive me! I just don't know if the artistic conception of that new perception will be the realm of creation?" After thinking about it for a while, Fang Yuan no longer delved into it, but devoted himself to cultivation.

This time, Fang Yuan had consumed more than a hundred years of True Yuan in order to open the Sea of Knowledge, no matter how extraordinary the Qiankun Divine Dao Technique was, Fang Yuan, who had no elixir, no spirit stones, and no spirit gathering formation, wanted to restore his cultivation, and it was not possible to do it in a short period of time.

Not to mention that the aura of the Divine World is extremely thin, even on this blessed Heavenly Peak, the aura is pitiful, and it is estimated that it is not as good as the ordinary level of the normal cultivation realm.