It is never a wise move to improvise, but at this moment, Suning has no way out.
Success or failure, everything is full of unknowns.
He regretted that he should have sealed Jiang Linan's memory in the first place, and wanted to sever ties with him.
Why just be Suning from Taoshan Village, be your truest self, not be anyone’s puppet, and not be manipulated by external emotions to control your own thoughts.
Now that I think about it, it is just a foolish opinion that deceives myself and others.
It was the worry and fear in his heart, the fear that he didn't want to admit.
In Kunlun Demon Killing Pond, he was almost swallowed by Jiuyang's soul.
If it weren't for Su Xinglan's great help, if it weren't for the True Phoenix Ming Ge's Nirvana and rebirth, he might have disappeared from this world long ago and been replaced without anyone noticing.
The despair he experienced that day, the unforgettable feeling of life being worse than death, seemed like a giant rock hanging above his head, always warning him that he must be careful in everything.
Being careful can sail the ship of ten thousand years, especially when it comes to your wealth and life.
He was afraid, afraid that the past would happen again, afraid that he would no longer have the good fortune to live quietly.
Furthermore, Jiuyang's soul only possesses the sixteenth level of martial arts and can be suppressed by Su Xinglan.
On the other hand, Jiang Lin'an is a genuine ninth level semi-saint, the proud son of heaven.
The first person in the immortal world six thousand years ago was only one step away from the legendary Saint's Avenue.
Suning couldn't guarantee whether there was a hidden plot in his memory.
It can be said that he is unfounded in worrying about the sky, or it can be said that he uses the heart of a villain to judge the heart of a gentleman.
In order to survive and return to China safely, Suning felt that it was natural to take precautions in advance.
This is not ungratefulness, nor is it repaying kindness with enmity.
This is just because he simply can't afford the gamble and doesn't want to make the same mistake again.
"cough......"
Suning coughed slightly painfully, laughing at herself.
I couldn't afford to gamble in the past, and I planned to never touch the memory Jiang Linan left for the rest of my life.
Unexpectedly, just a few months later, he would violate the vow in his heart and seek a way out from those memories.
"No, we haven't worshiped in the Wen Palace here yet."
"It's the back mountain of Jiang's Immortal Clan. Jiang Lin'an and Qiao Wantang meet."
"This is an outing for training, and we are outside the Demon Buried Mountain Range."
"The ancestor of the Jiang family held a banquet to entertain guests from all walks of life."
"It's Qiao Wantang's birthday, the two of them are cultivating their relationship."
"Huh, you have to hurry up and speed up the memory fusion, otherwise..."
Taking a deep breath, Suning looked at the thousand-year-old water that was constantly corroding outside the mental barrier, and the thick white mist that splashed up, knowing that he would not be able to hold on for long.
Therefore, he simply stopped caring about whether the masked woman would suddenly attack.
Instead, he focused on "looking through" Jiang Linan's early memories, integrating them bit by bit into his mind and deeply into his heart.
"Wen Dian, Wen Tianshu."
Two minutes later, Suning's dim eyes suddenly lit up.
In Jiang Linan's memory, he saw Wen Tianshu, the leader of the Nine Stars of the Beidou in the Wen Palace, and the other eight palace masters.
His breathing was rapid, and his sunken eye sockets suddenly swelled.
"Forbidden area, Zhubi Pavilion."
"Apprenticeship ceremony, personal discipleship."
"Duan Ziqian gave gifts, and Wen Tianshu taught immortality."
"Qianqiu Shanhe, I want the flaws of Qianqiu Shanhe, a middle-grade immortal technique."
Suning suppressed her excitement and involuntarily slowed down her flying speed.
Sure enough, not long after, the cultivation methods of Qianqiu Mountains and Rivers emerged in his mind one by one.
He was so excited that he couldn't help roaring.
Suning's depressed momentum suddenly changed, and he turned around and rushed into the sky.
Facing the torrential rain, the sword energy condensed into a thin line.
A thread opened the world, and three Yunling Immortal Talismans were burned at the same time.
In the world where the masked woman borrows magic from magic, the magic power is empty and the spiritual power is thin.
Without the blessing of the talisman containing immortal power, this sword energy cannot penetrate the invisible barrier formed by the thousand-year-old water.
"Hitting things in the east and attacking in the west, deliberately messing with my mind."
"The magic eyes of this world are not found in the 18,000 mountains, 9,600 rivers, and countless ancient trees ten feet tall."
"They are not, and neither are you."
"The reason why you pretended to be deaf and acquiesced to give me the illusion that I had found the magic eye was just to delay time."
"It's a pity, it's a pity that you were born in a literary palace."
"You have forgotten that there is also Jiang Lin'an in the causal connection between me and Wen Dian."
"His memories, magical skills, and supernatural powers have all been passed down to me."
"I am not a disciple of Wen Palace, but I am proficient in all the immortal arts and secret arts of Wen Palace."
