Generally speaking, only cultivators who have a strong heart and have achieved success in cultivation will choose to accept the memories of being mortals in their previous lives as spiritual food and use them to realize the Great Dao.

Although Lu Dongbin is an immortal and is known as the head of the immortals in the Eight Caves, he doesn't dare to touch the memory of Emperor Donghua, but he just knows that there is such a thing.

Even if you accept the memories of being a mortal, you have to be careful and take a lot of risks. In case there are very deep feelings in a certain life that cannot be let go, and now you can't break it, it will backfire and become a shackle.

If you do the opposite, mortals inherit the memories of immortals, then they will only end up being submerged. How can mortals' understanding of the world of life be higher than that of immortals who have practiced for thousands of years!

Because it is the same soul, there is no question of who devours whom, but a natural survival of the fittest. It's like a child who suddenly gets the memory of an adult, so how can this child not change. Most of a person's surname is hidden in this memory.

Although children can become very smart in an instant, Xu Xian's cultivation path is no longer barrier-free, because the wisdom of Emperor Dongyue has already broken through many obstacles on the cultivation path, and as long as he simply accumulates energy, he can break through the limit.

But when the river flows into the sea, it is no longer possible to maintain its original appearance.

Xu Xian tried his best to resist, but he couldn't resist, seeing that he was about to be pulled towards Emperor Dongyue, he knew that as long as he touched him, he would immediately lose himself.

Sanmao Zhenjun in order to prepare for this matter, I don't know how many years it took, although the formation on the stone platform seems simple, but it is integrated with the entire mountain peak, is the three of them hundreds of years of painstaking efforts. I just want to find the reincarnation of Emperor Dongyue one day, first help him cultivate to a certain level, improve the quality of his divine soul, and then help him recover his memory.

And Xu Xian is really happy for them. Xu Xian has already achieved the Yang God, so there is no problem with the quality of the divine soul. The three of them had the same mind, and without saying a word, they started their own plans in a flash.

Xu Xian believed that he was invincible in the dream realm, but he didn't expect that the other party would have been preparing for hundreds of years. If there is a mental calculation or no intention, how can there be a reason not to be in the way.

The sea of clouds outside the mountain, the waves inside the mountain. Who would have thought that there was a battle going on here? If Sanmao Zhenjun became a true monarch, Emperor Dongyue would be able to reappear in the world, and Xu Xian's feelings for Bai Suzhen and Pan Yu, and his attachment to the world, could really rival the thoughts of a heavenly immortal?

There was a light rain in the sky, and the clouds seemed to be like elves.

In a remote place on the top of Damao Peak, Lu Jingxiu gritted his teeth and punched an ancient pine on the edge of the cliff, and the pine needles fell like rain for a while.

Today's matter, other Maoshan disciples may be able to accept it after being surprised. Only he felt that he was stuffy in his heart and couldn't spit it out.

For decades, he had always thought that he was a genius and that it was only a matter of time before he became an immortal. When getting along with other Maoshan brothers, his attitude was quite gentle, even generous. But the pride of this "conceited wizard" is really engraved in the bones.

But this self-confidence was suddenly shattered by an outsider, telling him that you are actually nothing.

What made him even more unacceptable was Xu Xian's attitude, playing a slapstick game to beat himself up, and he suddenly understood. Xu Xian would apologize to him at first, because he didn't take him seriously at all.

Just like my usual self, I will always forgive those brothers who offend me in a chic way, but what I think in my heart is that a hundred years later, you are just a handful of loess, why should I care about a dying person. When this forgiveness is inflicted on himself, he feels an unspeakable shame.

The mountain fog grew thicker and thicker, churning, surging, and silent.

Three steps away, there was a blankness. Lu Jingxiu's mind was agitated, and he didn't notice anything unusual.

The clouds and mist on the edge of the cliff suddenly parted, and a woman in white was pushed out, and asked, "This son, do you know where Cumulus Peak is?"

The voice was soft, like a heavenly sound. Looking at people again, Lu Jingxiu was stunned suddenly, there is such a beautiful woman in the world. When I saw her face, I felt the irritability in my heart calm down.

Bai Suzhen frowned slightly, and said, "Don't you know?" She rushed to Maoshan overnight, but the heavenly opportunities were all covered, and she couldn't calculate Xu Xian's location. Fortunately, she recalled that she had heard of it somewhere, and Sanmao Zhenjun was in seclusion in the Cumulus Peak of Maoshan Mountain. She hadn't been to Maoshan before, and she didn't know where Cumulus Peak was, so she asked this question.

Lu Jingxiu hurriedly said: "I know, I know, I'll take you there!" Although he was surprised why she appeared here, he saw her frowning, but unconsciously agreed to her request.

Bai Suzhen waved her hand and said, "No need, just point it to me." She is still dressed in white, but she is much more concise, outlining a perfect figure. And that pair of sleeves are like water sleeves in a costume, long mopping the floor, and the edges of the water sleeves are undulating with smoke and clouds.

Lu Jingxiu has lived in Maoshan for decades, and he has already touched this Maoshan thoroughly, and pointed with his hand: "It's in that direction, covered by clouds and mist." But there's only one lone peak there, and there's nothing to see. If the girl comes to offer incense, you might as well go to the Wanfu Palace......"

Bai Suzhen thanked her, turned around and flew in the direction pointed by Lu Jingxiu, her water sleeves dancing, like a cloud and a snake.

Lu Jingxiu hurriedly said: "Girl, be careful, there is a cliff in front of you." I tried to grab his long sleeves, but I only caught a cool cloud that dissipated in my hand. Looking at the blank clouds, I was inexplicably a little stunned in my heart. But he thought suspiciously: "What is such a strong cultivator doing in Maoshan? No, you have to inform the master." ”

A faint voice came from the sea of clouds, "Don't mention this matter to others." Bai Suzhen saw that this young man should be a junior disciple of Maoshan, but he came to trouble Sanmao Zhenjun, so it was not good to affect him.

Above the clouds, Xiaoqing was also dressed in a strong suit, and when she saw Bai Suzhen coming, she hurriedly asked, "Sister, do you know?"

Bai Suzhen nodded and said, "It's right there." Lu Jingxiu's direction was very accurate, and they easily found the lone peak. Bai Suzhen pinched her fingers, but she couldn't calculate any cause and effect, and said happily: "That's it." ”

Xu Xian was dragged by Sanmao Zhenjun and came to the body of the Emperor Dongyue, Xu Xian kept condensing his divine thoughts, struggling hard, and finally was able to speak: "You three old bastards, let Lao Tzu come down quickly, aren't you afraid that the emperor will blame you?"

Mao Ying said with a smile: "When the emperor recovers his memory, the old minister will naturally let the emperor punish him." ”

On the platform in front of the mountain peak, Bai Suzhen fell down and said, "The little woman Bai Suzhen came to see the three true monarchs, and asked the three true monarchs to release the officials of my family." ”

The extremely soft voice was plain and strong, and it spat out from her mouth, but it echoed throughout the mountain. The face of Sanmao Zhenjun in the cave changed in unison, and he was so high. Mao Zhen didn't expect that Bai Suzhen would be so strong.

But this critical moment must not be disturbed. Even invading mortal dreams is extremely draining. What's more, it is invading the dream of a cultivator like Xu Xian who has achieved the Yang God. In a moment, Xu Xian got a chance to breathe, how could Sanmao Zhenjun not move.

Mao Ying said: "Don't care about her, concentrate on it." "There is a formation engraved on this mountain peak, and it is by no means something that can be broken in an instant.

Bai Suzhen frowned, didn't say much, and the water sleeves danced and stretched rapidly. This flowing cloud flying sleeve is the transformation of the dense qi she treasures. Yesterday was the Dragon Boat Festival, and it couldn't be condensed with this shape.

And now it has reached the rainy season, the whole south water vapor is confused, and the mountain rain on this Mao Mountain continues. The environment under the four turns from a disadvantage to an advantage.

The fog in the mountains is extraordinarily thick, and with the help of the clouds in the mountains, the water sleeves are long into a length of hundreds of zhang, winding the peak several turns, and then tightening it hard.

Suddenly there was a terrifying sound in the belly of the mountain, and sand and stones were constantly falling, as if they would shatter at any moment.

Mao Ying was taken aback, the formation on this mountain peak was enough to resist the attack of any spell, and it could always support it for a while. But the flaw is that the belly of the mountain is hollowed out and can't withstand too much pressure. But this flaw is actually not a flaw, because it is even more difficult for ordinary cultivators to crush the entire mountain peak by themselves.

But Bai Suzhen does not rely on her own strength, but the endless water vapor between heaven and earth, with the help of the entangled water sleeve, constantly condensing the water flow on it, which can create tens of thousands of tons of terrifying water pressure, and the mountain can not support it immediately.

Mao Zhen stood up and said, "I'll meet her." "But I know that this battle, I'm afraid it's a big trouble, and the only way to delay time is to try my best to delay it.

Bai Suzhen tightened her cloud sleeves, and on the bare peaks, a layer of transparent water was attached, and it was constantly thickening.

The mountain wall was twisted for a while, and Mao Zhen came out of it and said: "Bai Daoyou, please take a moment, I will send Xu Xian to meet you, now you might as well take you to the Wanfu Palace to rest for a while." "There is a deliberate intention to delay time.

The more polite Mao Zhen was, the more Bai Suzhen felt that something was wrong, this was the boundary of Maoshan Mountain, and he attacked their cultivation place, Mao Zhen was not angry, but talked about it. Cultivators are pure-hearted and have few desires, but they are not clear enough to the point that others come to demolish houses in harmony.

Bai Suzhen said: "Zhenjun, if you let me see the officials, I will discuss with you." ”

Mao Zhen still had to pull around, and the uneasiness in Bai Suzhen's heart became more and more intense, and she almost expected that Xu Xian was in danger, and said: "The Taoist priest has to say a lot, if you don't return my officials, I will definitely not take a break with you today." The cloud sleeves were tightened suddenly, and the mountain peaks roared again.

Mao Zhen's expression changed, and he sacrificed two spirit runes and struck on the cloud sleeve, turning into cloud qi, but it quickly condensed. Mao Zhen said angrily: "I have good words to reason with you, and there is no one in Maoshan who deceives me?"

Bai Suzhen pulled the cloud sleeve with her right hand, freed her hand, and danced the other cloud sleeve, attacking Mao Zhen like a snake.

Thunder shines and clouds flutter.

The distinction between immortals and immortals is only between a mountain.

(To be continued)