Suddenly, Yu Linglong's voice sounded in the reception hall.
Chi Yan stood beside her, holding a drop of crystal clear blood filled with flames on the fingertips of his right hand.
This ray of Kirin's true blood was drawn out, and Yu Linglong briefly regained her consciousness, and all the strange phenomena that had been suppressed by the 'curse' in the past seemed to disappear.
At this time, she was extremely sober.
It was precisely because of this that she truly felt her missing memory.
Fifty thousand years ago.
In the end what happened?
Even she, the protagonist of the incident, could not remember a single trace.
"Alas~"
Yu Wanwan sighed softly: "It's better that you don't know."
"Ancestor, I think I am qualified to know the truth!" Yu Linglong's eyes were firmer than ever before, as if she had returned to her youth, high-spirited and ethereal.
Yu Wanwan was still hesitating. She knew that the truth was too cruel, and for Yu Linglong, it was simply the death penalty on earth.
"Senior, the memory she lost...should be in your hands, right? Tie also wants to find out."
Tie Tang's words were like a sea-fixing needle, suppressing the last waves in Yu Wanwan's heart.
"Forget it!" Yu Wanwan stretched out her jade finger and flicked it towards the void, and then she saw a wisp of water light appear and weave into a painting, making the people present seem to have returned to 50,000 years ago.
Back to that beautiful yet cruel night!
Squeak~
The fine mahogany waist door was gently pushed open by a pair of jade arms, revealing two pairs of red lamps, a pair of pots, fragrant clouds and jingling bells.
This is a memory that belongs to Yu Linglong, and it is also shown from her perspective.
I saw Yu Linglong walking to a huge bronze mirror and sitting down, her beautiful face reflected on it.
The eyebrows are green and the pink face is full of spring. It can be said that it is enchanting and charming, and it is graceful and touching people's hearts.
Her head is covered with pearls and emeralds, and there are countless precious hairpins trembling in the sky. Her body is full of fragrance, delicate and delicate like flowers. She is dressed in a bright red phoenix robe. She really looks like a fairy descending from the sky, and Chang'e comes out of Guanghan in the moon.
Two equally beautiful maids came forward and carefully combed out the last flaw of the person in the mirror.
"Miss, my uncle seems to be very drunk. I just saw him being helped to walk. What if my uncle doesn't come to the bridal chamber?"
"Don't tell jokes. He is already a Taoist immortal. There is no reason to get drunk with the wine of the mortal world." Yu Linglong didn't take it seriously and just thought it was her maid who was teasing her.
Time passes bit by bit...
The night is getting darker and the moon is getting brighter.
The frolicking sounds of the guests outside the room quietly faded away, and Nuo Da's Jade Mansion fell into a moment of dead silence.
Just before this breath comes.
Yu Linglong's whole body's energy and blood surged, her heartbeat accelerated, and Zifu's eyebrows swelled, as if she sensed a hint of bad luck in the dark.
"Today is my happy day, where is the cause and effect?"
She stood up and looked back at the two maids who were leaning against the beam, half awake and half asleep.
Without waking them up, Yu Linglong took a step forward, passed through the door, and came to the courtyard of the mansion.
A sense of crisis led her to walk in one direction inside the house.
The carved railings and jade inlays of the Yu Mansion are gorgeous and noble, and the landscape on both sides of the corridor is also breathtakingly beautiful, like falling into a fairyland.
But the further Yu Linglong walked forward, the more strange she felt in her heart.
Further forward...
This is where my father's study is.
This father of his has great coercion, advanced cultivation, and is in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. This place is rarely visited by his relatives, let alone the other servants. It is almost like a forbidden place.
Yu Linglong held her breath, collected her breath, and arrived in front of the study door in an instant.
Two people!
There are two people's breath inside.
This relieved the tension in Yu Linglong's heart a lot, because the two people inside... were one of her most important people to her.
"Dad~"
"I seem to have sensed a crisis. You are here..."
Boom!
As Yu Linglong spoke, she opened the door and entered, but the scene in front of her made her lose her mind in an instant, and her words stopped abruptly.
I saw Yu Yongchang sitting cross-legged in the air, and standing in front of him was the groom wearing a red and gold dragon robe.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Along with Yu Yongchang's breathing, traces of inexplicable gold and jade material floated out from the Baihui point on Jiang Feng's head.
Every time those golden and jade substances pour into Yu Yongchang's body, the aura around him becomes stronger.
on the contrary.
Jiang Feng below was bleeding from all his orifices, his eyes were wide open with anger, his face was twisted and ferocious, like an evil ghost from the underworld, and he was in pain as if he was suffering from countless calamities.
Plop~
Even though Yu Linglong was frightened out of her mind by this terrifying scene, her reason as a Hedao Immortal God allowed her to understand what was happening here in an instant.
"father!"
"Stop, stop, what are you doing?"
She pressed her hands on the ground, struggling to support her almost limp body, trying to crawl forward and end the nightmare in front of her.
The gorgeous and neat Fengxia red robe was dragged to the ground by her, stained with dust, and the beautiful face that was carefully decorated was also washed away by tears at this moment.
The lights in the room were dim, and with the absorption of Yu Yongchang, Jiang Feng's golden dragon red robe shattered into pieces, like bloody butterflies flying in the room.
He was covered in blood, and his formerly handsome and handsome face became extremely shriveled, as if a skeleton had been randomly covered with human skin, which was particularly terrifying.
Yu Linglong collapsed on the ground, seeing Ai Lang turning into a mummy before her eyes, and finally regained the sanity of the peerless genius.
"Stop it, Daddy!"
Canglang!
She slapped the ground with her palm, jumped up, and flew out a long autumn sword from her right hand. Like a flying fairy from the sky, a goddess' shadow appeared, illuminating the entire study as if it were daytime.
This is the famous secret skill of the Yu family - the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword!
Chi la~
But with a flash of sword light, all the connections between Yu Yongchang and Jiang Feng were completely severed. Yu Linglong stretched out her arms and took Jiang Feng, who was as light as a boneless corpse and like a mummy, into her arms.
Drops of tears slid down that beautiful face and fell on the almost lifeless corpse, but they could no longer wake him up.
Yu Yongchang, who was sitting cross-legged in the void, frowned slightly when he saw this, and raised his right hand slightly, trying to snatch Jiang Feng back and suck out the last trace of Dao.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Dad, let him go!" Yu Linglong fell to her knees with blood and tears, but she did not dare to leave.
She can't leave.
The man in front of him is not only his biological father, but also a peerless overlord of the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor, an immortal god in the Hedao realm. No matter what means he uses, it is impossible for him to escape from this study.
"Let him go?"
"If you block my path, you will die too. Do you understand?"
Yu Yongchang finally spoke, his voice cold and ruthless, his eyes like daggers, as if he was not looking at his daughter, but an enemy.
Yu Linglong was stunned and raised her head to look at her usually gentle father, unable to believe what she just heard.
"Why...why do you do this...why? If you don't let him go today, then please kill me first!"
"You think I don't dare?" Yu Yongchang didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and slapped the palm. The vast immortal power reverberated, but it did not affect the room at all, showing extremely precise control.
Yu Linglong had shed too many tears. She glanced at the person in her arms with tearful eyes, closed her eyes and waited for death.
Bang!
There was an explosion.
Blood and water splashed everywhere, and bones and flesh flew everywhere.
The antique study room turned into a Shura hell in an instant, with body parts and debris everywhere.
"Hongying!" Yu Yongchang exclaimed, his expression that had remained motionless for ten thousand years finally showed some emotion at this moment.
This cry woke up Yu Linglong who was waiting for death with her eyes closed.
She opened her eyes, unaware of the arrival of death, but saw a broken soul weakly blocking her in front of her.
"mother!"
Threads of blue fire steamed outside the body of the soul, reflecting the face of a beautiful woman.
"Master, I think of you and me as husband and wife, use my life and my love to exchange for their way of life."
"Hongying, I have the ability to save you, you won't die!" Yu Yongchang fell from the void without any trouble, walked to the broken soul, and stretched out his palm.
Fu Hongying did not refuse or dodge, she just looked at her husband with a smile: "The Immortal Emperor is nine levels high. You have reached the top. Is it worth it?"
These somewhat strange words made Yu Yongchang feel in a trance. He suppressed his uneasiness and wanted to use his method to restore his beloved wife's spirit.
At his level, as long as his soul is not completely destroyed, there are many ways to save him. Even if it doesn't work, he will still have the mark of immortality.
However, as soon as he made a move, he suddenly felt that the whole body was unstable, the purple talisman in his body and Dantian were violently vibrating, and there was a roaring sound of thunder.
"Um?"
"No, it's Jiang Feng's way!"
Fu Hongying stretched out her right palm with only three fingers and put it on Yu Yongchang's shoulder: "Husband, I fell into a dream yesterday and saw a great deity in my dream. He is proficient in the past and future, and can calculate the cause and effect of the universe.
I then asked him to make a fortune for me to see if I could spend one yuan with my husband.
What do you think he said?"
Yu Yongchang felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. He tried his best not to think about it, and even dared not continue to listen to Fu Hongying's words.
But the gentle voice was still saying: "The Great Heavenly Lord told me that I will die tomorrow, so please prepare a coffin early.
After I woke up, I just thought it was a dream and never paid it any mind.
Until just now...
Only then will I know that what the man said is true."
"That's nonsense!" Yu Yongchang was furious and slapped Fu Hongying with both hands indiscriminately, trying to extinguish the blue flames that burned the soul.
"I am already an Immortal Emperor, so why can't I save you? That person is just pretending to be a ghost and talking nonsense. You don't have to take it to heart."
That being said, no matter what Yu Yongchang did, those blue flames burned more and more fiercely, and Fu Hongying's aura became weaker and weaker, and even his voice was as faint as a mosquito.
"Husband, actually I know that person..."
"Who? Whoever is causing trouble, I will kill him!" Yu Yongchang held the remaining soul's head, regardless of the blue flames that had spread all over his body, and shed a tear from his eyes.
"That……"
Fu Hongying opened her mouth, but almost no sound came out.
"actually……"
"you also……"
After all, the last words could not be uttered, and Fu Hongying completely turned into ashes and dissipated into the void.
Only the melancholy Yu Yongchang and Yu Linglong were left.
After a while.
Yu Yongchang was the first to react and muttered four words, 'Mark of Immortality, Mark of Immortality!' Immediately, his figure flashed and disappeared into the study.
Another moment passed.
Yu Linglong, who was holding the skinny corpse, heard Yu Yongchang's unwilling roar coming from the depths of the Yufu Ancestral Hall.
"No!"
"No!"
"How could it be broken? How could it be broken?"
The wails in the middle of the night resounded throughout the Jade Mansion, attracting countless people to peek overtly and covertly.
That study room.
Yu Linglong wanted to get up and run away, but when she looked at the broken flesh and blood in the room, she could only shed a line of clear tears, but she still couldn't muster any strength.
The supreme cultivation level known as becoming an immortal or a god cannot withstand the endless sorrow at this moment.
…
Snap!
Yu Wanwan snapped her fingers, awakening everyone present, and the memory image disappeared, turning into a streak of light and flying into the distant mind of Yu Linglong, who was in tears again.
Tie Tang had mixed feelings, he didn't expect that something like this would happen fifty thousand years ago.
He concentrated for a moment, looked at Yu Linglong who was in great grief after gaining complete memories, and asked in a low voice.
"Senior...the one her mother was talking about...couldn't it be me?"
Yu Wanwan glanced at Tie Tang strangely: "Do you have the power to control the long river of time? Or do you know Fu Hongying?"
"Cough~"
Tie Tang smiled coquettishly: "I don't know her, but maybe she knows me somewhere."
It is not without reason that he would have this conjecture, because he himself has indeed had the experience of going back to the past, and not just once.
But Yu Wanwan broke his fantasy: "It's not you, because I guess the last thing Fu Hongying said... was 'Actually, you also know that person'!
You don’t know Yu Yongchang at all, so naturally you don’t meet this condition.
But there is a person who meets this condition, has this strength, and is extremely good at entering dreams."
Tie Tang understood.
good.
There is indeed such a person.
He looked into the distance, with mixed thoughts in his mind: "Brother Thirteen, Brother Thirteen, you must not be dead, right? Then where are you?"
If you can dream about Fu Hongying and inform her of her death, that must be something you can only do in the future.
Are you already able to control time and travel to the past and future at will?
Can the Hui Meng Heart Sutra be practiced to this extent?"
Tie Tang did not think that Thirteenth Lang of Nanhai could achieve this level. It might be some kind of accident that he could see Fu Hongying from the past in the future.
After all, it should be easier to meet in a dream than to return to the past in real life.
"and after?"
Tie Tang wanted to know what happened next.
"later……"
"Yu Linglong is not dead, and you have also received that person's inheritance. You must have guessed it through the Hui Meng Heart Sutra... tsk tsk tsk.
I really don’t know if it’s because the side sect is so powerful, or if his skills are just too amazing.
I am not a founder of the orthodox tradition, so I have no way of knowing the differences.
You have not only opened up the orthodox path, but also obtained the complete inheritance of his technique, can you tell me the answer?"
Tie Tang was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Yu Linglong who was in great pain, and said calmly: "I need to know what exactly happened before I can guess whether Dao Tong can reach that point.
Or...
That Meng Hui Heart Sutra also has secrets that I don’t know about.”
"Okay, actually, there are some things here that I haven't thought about until now. Maybe you can help me complete the truth."