The sky is covered with wind and snow, and the sky is desolate.
The clouds and mist on the top of the mountain are still thick, but it lacks some popularity.
The clouds and mist no longer flow, as if they have fallen into deathly silence, and are no longer as agile as before.
Silently, Yuan Chen stepped on the snow with his feet, and his feet collided with the snow, making a rustling sound.
The clouds and snow were all white. Gradually, Yuan Chen felt a little sleepy. Then he bumped into something, which made him feel dizzy and confused.
He squatted on the ground holding his forehead and waited for a long time before he recovered.
At this moment, a magic sound exploded in Yuan Chen's ears.
"In my next life, come here. I have sealed the fruit of the past life in the stone statue, waiting for you to get it. As long as you put your hand on the statue, you will return to the emperor level, awaken the memory of the previous life, have the immortal destiny, and receive
All souls worship. Everything in the past life is in your hands. What are you waiting for?"
"Just put your hand on the stone statue?"
Yuan Chen was not affected by the magic sound. He was just curious and wanted to try what would happen if he followed the instructions.
And I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Yuan Chen always feels that he has experienced such scenes and similar conversations before!
Yuan Chen waved his palm lightly, without any spiritual power, and a barrier blocked him.
There was silence in the stone statue, and the last sigh came out, followed by a series of angry voices: "You are so bad, you tricked me once, and now you have changed your appearance to trick me a second time. I am already trapped here."
I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed, priest Xiaoyuan, do you have a dark heart? I am a kind, cute and cute old man, please let me go."
Yuan Chen was a little dazed, but he quickly calmed down, his expression returned to calm, and he said calmly: "Who asked you to use the same words to deceive me? I just used the trick."
I feel like Yuan Chen can't use this thing anymore.
"You must be bored after being locked up for so long. Why don't you tell me about your glorious history before you were sealed."
Yuan Chen sat on the snow outside the barrier, not afraid of the cold, just with his feet exposed.
"Do you really want to listen?!" The voice in the stone statue suddenly had a tone and rhythm.
Yuan Chen could clearly feel the vicissitudes of his voice. He seemed to be choking. Over the years, only this young man could hear his voice. But now, listening to the voice, little Priest Yuan seemed to have turned into a child.
No matter whether he grows up or becomes smaller, his magic voice only gets a response from this human being.
"I am not from this world..."
Just as the stone statue remembered the voice, he was interrupted by Yuan Chen's question: "Does the world you are talking about refer to the world of mortals?"
Yuan Chen heard the name "Red World World" from the person in charge of Youling Inn, so he asked decisively.
The old voice sighed again and said: "No, the world I am talking about is your entire Origin Continent, including the thirty-six worlds on the Origin Continent."
Yuan Chen hummed and listened silently.
But the old voice was silent for a while, and then asked in disbelief: "There are thirty-six worlds in the Traceability Continent. You don't seem to be surprised at all. Do you know everything?"
Yuan Chen hummed again. Of course he didn't know, but in front of such a being, he had to be ignorant to avoid being timid.
The most important thing is that he has forgotten everything, otherwise he would not pretend to be so calm.
The old voice sighed again, decisively skipped the "Thirty-Six Worlds", and continued: "I am not from the Origin Continent, but from ****, which is where I was born."
Yuan Chen interrupted the narrative and asked: "Where are you from? I didn't hear clearly."
"I'm from ****. If you can't hear clearly, maybe it's been blocked. The Tiandao of the mainland is a little different. It seems to have its own likes and dislikes. If you don't like it, it will either destroy it on the spot or block it directly.
, I can’t break this, maybe the person who sealed me can break it, but he is already dead.”
The old voice lamented, no matter how powerful a person is, he cannot escape that disaster and will eventually die.
"Don't you hate the other person after you were sealed?" Why did Yuan Chen hear the taste of admiration in that old voice? This is wrong.
"Hate? How dare you hate me? Not only do I not hate him, I also want to be grateful to him. Without his help, I would not have been able to survive that situation and live till now."
Yuan Chen frowned and said, "You mean the person who sealed you did it to save you?"
The old voice said with great justice: "Of course, Mr. Bai Di cares about the common people. Even if I am a monster in your eyes, in his heart, I am just a living creature, a weakling that he wants to protect."
"It seems like you are indeed weak. The seals have decayed, but you still can't get out."
Facing Yuan Chen's sneer, the old voice was trembling as he said: "You have no idea of the greatness of Lord Baidi. You are just a frog at the bottom of a well. How can you know the majesty of the sun."
"Lord Bai Di is a hero of an era. His legend can be recorded in the annals of history and spread through the ages."
Yuan Chen shook his head slightly and said calmly: "Sorry, I haven't heard of it."
Yes, whether it was the Yuan Emperor before his rebirth or the Yuan Chen in this life, he never had the chance to see that part of Bai Emperor's history.
Only the mural on the suspected tomb of the White Emperor records some of the legend of the White Emperor.
But the source of the current amnesia state has really never been heard of.
"You..." the old voice said angrily: "History is for remembering. As long as I am still here, I will not let the legend of Bai Di disappear."
"Boy, I have a treasure map here, which records one of my treasure houses. If you announce the legend of Bai Emperor, I will give away the treasure map."
The old voice wanted to say something harsh, but it felt like Yuan Chen was bored, as if he might fall asleep at any time.
He thought it was better not to say harsh words, otherwise, he would be the only one left alone.
"Sir Bai Di, let me ask you, have you ever heard of the Battlefield of the Gods?"
In fact, the old voice didn't hold out hope at all. After all, Yuan Chen was like a stupid roe deer who didn't know anything. What could he understand?
"I know this. What happened to the battlefield of the gods..."
Yuan Chen flew down from Baidi Mountain, and with Lao Feng's reminder, he could avoid many disasters, such as the black gas emitted from the even-numbered steps of the Thousand-Step Cloud Climbing Ladder.
"Mr. Feng, where are we going?" To be honest, Yuan Chen is not much better than Mr. Feng now. He doesn't know the road, let alone where the Youling Inn is.
He also didn't understand why the cross-border teleportation array teleported him to Baidi Mountain.
It seemed that there was something about him that attracted Baidi Mountain, and it seemed that there was a powerful presence at the designated destination that forcibly reversed the space.
No matter what, this can be regarded as an opportunity for Yuan Chen, at least it allows Yuan Chen to know something that he has no access to.
"Where are you going? How do I know? I've never even heard of the Youling Inn you mentioned earlier."
There was excitement in Mr. Feng's words. Yuan Chen understood his tone, he just wanted to hang out.
After all, he is an outdated old man who wants to keep up with the times.
In fact, this was also what Yuan Chen thought. After all, walking in a strange place for a child of only five years old... was too dangerous!
"Then Yifeng, let's wander around. There is always an end to the snowy land in the far north, and we will eventually find the road ahead." Yuan Chen's snow-white feet sank into the snow, feeling indescribably comfortable.
"Xiao Yuan, you are very wise." Mr. Feng was very happy. He now finds Yuan Chen more and more pleasing to his eyes.
"You don't know that in our time, this place was still a prairie, with mountains, rivers, lakes, and fairy mountains floating in the sky, with rays of light hanging down. But now, things are neither human nor human."
Mr. Feng sighed softly, but he still couldn't hide his excitement: "All the old enemies in the past are dead, and now I am the one who survives. I'm really happy."
"By the way, Xiao Yuan, have you ever seen anyone who looks the same as the previous stone statue?" Yuan Chen shook his head. He had lost his memory. Even if he had seen him before, he had forgotten it now.
Mr. Feng, with Yuan Chen's consent, had already searched the other party's memory, and found that there was nothing there, really nothing, nothing, pure white.
Feng Lao immediately shouted out loud: "The Great Enlightenment of the Void Dharma. How do you know this secret skill? It was lost in our time."
Yuan Chen shook his head at that time. He really couldn't remember anything.
Mr. Feng told Yuan Chen that the Great Enlightenment of the Void was a method created by Tathagata of the West to conquer demons.
It was also at that time that Mr. Feng noticed Yuan Chen's state, which seemed to be on the verge of becoming a demon. If he hadn't relied on the humanity of others to hang his life, Yuan Chen might have become a demon.
However, after practicing the Void Dharma, Yuan Chen no longer has to worry about becoming a demon, because his demon has been saved.
However, the Great Cheer and Great Enlightenment Void Dharma is so powerful and its brainwashing ability is so powerful that any distracting thoughts will be cleared away, so Yuan Chen's memory naturally disappeared.
The Dharma of the Great Thorough Enlightenment is also a sharp tool used by the Tathagata to examine the virtues of his disciples. As long as the disciple is not affected by the Dharma of the Great Enlightenment, it means that his disciples are very pure.
But everything has loopholes, and people who are too pure may not necessarily be good.
Therefore, by the time of Mr. Feng’s time, the Dharma of Great Cheer and Great Enlightenment had been lost.
Buddhism also gradually withdrew from the stage of the times, replaced by the Baidi era.
Every era has a representative leader who leads the times.
"I seem to have seen it before, it seems to be in the world of gods." Yuan Chen thought hard and said based on his intuition.
"Is that man still alive? Is he very powerful?" Feng Lao asked, his tone a little impatient.
"Mr. Feng, I really can't remember." Yuan Chen hugged his head, feeling a splitting headache.
Seeing that he had arrived at a mountain range, Yuan Chen saw that he was surrounded by mountains on all sides, and his mind suddenly went blank, and a heartbreaking feeling emerged.
Relying on intuition, Yuan Chen walked towards a large snow slope.
Standing on the snowy slope, Yuan Chen lay down on his back, spitting out a mouthful of blood and sprinkling it on a bloody flower.
The flowers are in full bloom, and this blood-stained snow god flower has now grown up and produced crimson fruits, which are so bright and mouth-watering.
The source dust rolled on the ground, and countless fragments in the brain impacted the blank memory. Sanskrit sounds sounded in the blank memory, suppressing everything. (To be continued)