In July of a Thousand Years of Love, a year ago, the person who was alone in the universe and tried to resurrect Bu Jingxian was considered to be the absolutely infatuated goddess. Ice and Fire!.
Once, it was a story that had nothing to do with Heng Yi, but now, it is so close to him.
Hong, Tianxian, Bingli, Holy King...
All of this now has real answers.
They all have different identities in July.
Heng Yi drank tea in silence, because even though there was already a directional guess about this result in the thread before coming here, even though there was a thread when he hugged and talked with the Holy King on their wedding night...
But at that time, there were still other possibilities.
Now, the conclusion has been reached.
The Eternal Author...
There are many rumors of such a reputation in the universe, and they exist among many races.
In fact, this dream made Hengyi secretly speculate when Hengyi knew that Hei Longzhao might be from the Soul Clan, but it always felt far away, but he didn't know if it was just a remnant soul that inadvertently absorbed a trace of Bu Jingxian's remnant while wandering.
Soul, even though the missing trace shouldn't have created such a dream, but if it was Bu Jingxian's soul power, why wouldn't miracles happen?
There is no need to doubt now, this is the conclusion.
The reason why Xu Wenfeng broke the appointment and came before him was because he expected that Heng Yi would probably know the truth when he got here, and he had to get there first.
Heng Yi knew very well that with Xu Wenfeng's character and methods, he would definitely control all the available power of the name Bu Jingxian as firmly as possible in his own hands. At the same time, this was also a statement. When one day
When Heng Yi knows the truth, he will understand what Xu Wenfeng hinted at.
He is Bu Jingxian, and he wants everything Bu Jingxian has, so Hengyi should not fight for it.
Ling Luo drank tea, his expression still calm and peaceful. "Everything in the world is unpredictable, and many things in the universe will change unpredictable. If you were Xu Wenfeng, how would you face Bu Jingxian's previous life?"
"Don't forget your past life, live up to this life, do your best, even if you still can't bear the perfection, and have a clear conscience." This sentence was once asked by the immortal. Now Hengyi knows that what the immortal did not say at that time was the name Zhibu Jingxian.
and everything in life. After Heng Yi answered, he smiled and said, "But the eldest brother is Bu Jingxian. I'm not sure what the eldest brother will do."
Ling Luo gently blew the tea leaves standing on the quilt, and asked with a smile, "Because Xu Wenfeng wants it without fighting, or because Xu Wenfeng owns most of the soul?"
"The former, but the latter is also true." Heng Yi had long understood that Ling Luo knew that his soul must be related to Bu Jingxian, but he did not say it clearly in the previous words. Because there was no need, he did not hide it needlessly, because he
He already had a close sense of trust towards Ling Luo in front of him, but after learning about the relationship between Bu Jingxian and himself, he became even less wary of Ling Luo. In the notes of the leader of the Shenhun Clan that Chu Tianjiao brought to him, he had already
I know that Ling Luo is a person who attaches great importance to friendship and trust.
The tea leaves float upright in the water, giving people the feeling of light wind and light clouds, as freehand and free as the falling clouds.
"It's also a good thing. Junior brother once really had to bear a lot. The eternal founding god Bu Jingxian, one is just the honorific title of others, and the other is just a name, just like the left bank of the Northern Army. People are people, names are names, people should not be
Obsessed with fame, Wushuang God's experience in this life cannot be said to be smooth. The Eastern Galaxy base has been lonely for several years, and mankind has been busy for many years. The universe is complex and dangerous, and it is like walking on thin ice. As long as you are willing to not forget your past life, you will live up to this life.
It’s enough.”
Heng Yi was stunned and speechless. Bu Jingxian...
He knew Bu Jingxian's wife, especially the moon worshipers and star worshipers who shared the same hardships.
"I heard that Bai Yue died in the war between World War II..." Heng Yi had no memory of Bai Yue at all, but he knew that she was Bu Jingxian's wife and that she had spent a long time together through thick and thin.
"The King of Killers who killed Moon Worshiper Xin Deming, the King of Killers died at the hands of me, the King of Peace."
Although Heng Yi had no memory of worshiping the moon, he still felt sad. Two years of war... I don't know how many people died.
"Bai Xing's soul was also taken away by Xin Deming. I wonder what the outcome of July's pursuit will be?"
"If it hadn't been for July back then, all those souls would have been taken back to the Star by Xin Deming, and I'm afraid no one would have been able to save them. During the pursuit, July encountered the leader of the human civilization, Yiyu, and the two men's full blows caused a powerful explosion.
Master Xin Deming, who carried his soul away with him, also died in the big explosion of the confrontation. At that time, Qi Yue took away the souls of Ji Ji and evacuated. At that time, including Bai Xing, Shao Yuan and others' souls were not intact. As for those who
It is impossible to trace how many of the shattered soul fragments became part of the new soul and were reborn." Ling Luo looked at Heng Yi's sad expression and felt the same sadness, worshiping the stars... If there is a woman who loves as much as July
Bu Jingxian must be a star worshiper. She is a woman who lives for love. Although she is a strong martial artist, she is also a little woman. A woman who takes Bu Jingxian's life goal as her own life goal.
Unfortunately, things are ruthless and life and death are unpredictable.
The Soul Clan broke free and cost many strong men their lives. During the two-year war, Xin Deming and the strong men of the Soul Clan's era suffered almost all casualties. Many strong men in Xin Deming who had survived for tens of thousands of years also died.
The two-year war period was a time of unbearable blood and pain for both Xin Deming and the Shenhun clan.
"Don't forget the past life, live up to this life. In this way, the future of the Wushuang God will still be difficult and difficult, the Soul Clan, Xin Deming, and the human race. In the past life, there was only hatred of the clan, and in this life, there is only favor. How should we deal with it?" Ling Luo cast a spell.
Slowly adding water to the empty cup, he knew that for people like Hengyi, there would be long-term inner pain. That kind of pain could not be eliminated. It always stabbed him in the heart and was difficult to pull out.
If he is a person like Xu Wenfeng, he does not have these worries, because for him, the past and present life are valuable uses and worthless discards. When there is a profit, he can pretend to shed tears and sorrow for the past when necessary. When there is no need, he can pretend to shed tears for the past.
Then forget about it.
"Since the pain is already in the heart, why bother turning it into more human wounds. The only way to end the war of races in the universe is through unification, inclusiveness, annexation and acceptance, and the establishment of a great unification with freedom, equality and respect is the root of the end.
Looking back on the past is a person's business, because not moving forward in the past is a disaster for countless people. The choice and trade-off are easy to understand, and the pain that should be endured can only be endured head-on." Heng Yi said this, but couldn't help but say, "
I can't remember a single bit of the past, and maybe we will be separated forever, but I still hope to remember their descriptions, not just their names."
"The Wushuang God has such affection. He would rather inflict pain than forget the old friend. How can I not fulfill it?" Ling Luo waved his hand, and groups of scene recording talismans flew out one after another. The distance was right and they were arranged neatly.
Suspended quietly in the wooden house, one suddenly exploded——
It turned into a figure surrounded by blue stars...
In the twinkling blue starlight, a beautiful figure was invisible. As the starlight slowly converged, Heng Yi saw the bright crescent moon mark on the beautiful face, and those eyes involuntarily stood up straight...
"Moon worship...?"
Warmth flowed through his body involuntarily. He didn't recognize this face, but he felt that the eyes looked similar to him, and he seemed to see familiar ones from time to time.
He just guessed that this should be a month worship.
"It is Bai Yue who is both wise and courageous. Although she has never truly entered Taoism in terms of understanding the will of the soul, she has been doing her best for her junior brother for several years. She has at least half of the credit for the country of the will of the soul. During the two-year war, she killed countless enemies.
The innate power of the Crescent Mark was so powerful in that kind of battle that it became a thorn in the side of the strong Xin Deming. He was besieged by many strong men in the battle, and finally failed to turn the corner..." Ling Luo stared at the lifelike figure.
, the tone gradually became sad.
"I wonder if it's an illusion..." Heng Yi had been staring at Baiyue's figure. At this time, he suddenly found that her eyes were very similar to Yi Zizi's, and her body shape and posture were somewhat similar to Xu Zizi's. That was not innocent.
It's not a similarity, but it gives Heng Yi a sense of similarity, so he's not sure whether it's an illusion. "...It seems like the people around him."
"The broken soul fragments may be large or small. They may have perished long ago, or they may become a small part of a new soul. The impact will be large or small. It is difficult to find out if there is no other information on the people around you. Maybe
Only the mantra can do it. But since there is a sense of spiritual resemblance, maybe there is an origin. Maybe there is a trace in the soul." Ling Luo sighed with emotion, "If there is really a trace in the soul of the people around me, so what?
Isn’t it a lucky fate? Even if it is less than a thousandth or even one ten thousandth of the complete number, it is after all a real trace of the old friend’s existence.”
Mantra...
Yes, the mantra can solve these mysteries.
Heng Yi took a deep breath and couldn't help but hope that this was not an illusion. Even if it was just one ten millionth trace of the soul, it was always a good thing compared to completely disappearing or not being in the distance.
The light and shadow of the worshiping moon disappeared and slowly flew down in front of Hengyi.
"Keep it for the Wushuang God." As Ling Luo spoke, the second group of scene recording talismans exploded immediately, turning into another beautiful figure surrounded by stars.
Compared to Baiyue's solemn appearance, this beautiful figure's smile is particularly soft. With just one glance, you can tell that this is a woman who is not deeply scheming or complicated in her thoughts.
"Bai Xing..." There is no need to guess. He has a somewhat similar appearance to Bai Yue, and has the same talent and power of the crescent moon mark.
However, what stunned Hengyi was the clear face after the surrounding starlight dimmed...
