“Bodhi?!”

Yuanmou, who looked like he was in vain and was waiting for his death, suddenly shook his heart and his voice fluctuated like never before.

Bodhi?

Yuan Mouren was stunned, and a picture appeared in his heart irresistible.

There is a clear sky above the sky, and there is no trace of clouds outside the six great suns. Golden light shines on the vast land, plants and trees facing the sun, and everything flourishes.

It was an early spring morning more than 60,000 years ago. The fog among the mountains had just dissipated. He was urinating and whistling from the top of the mountain, beating his chest and whistling.

Outside the mountain, a boy in red paced over.

He is unparalleled, slender and upright, and there is a kind of aura of rebelliousness between his eyebrows. He is like a painting and fairy, and he is full of the beauty of the world.

It was the most unforgettable person he had seen throughout his life.

At that time, he reported to his master and claimed that he came from the "Yixin Temple" to learn from the "Bodhi Patriarch"...

coincide?!

still?

He could not clearly sense what an outsider was, but his heart began to beat irresistibly.

Kong Laoer said that his deadline will be the beginning of rebirth. Could it be that he was not lying to himself?!

However, before the Battle of the Sky, it was a very long time.

He had pursued the traces of the so-called "Bodhi Patriarch" more than once, but he had found nothing.

Even if they were at an absolute disadvantage in the Battle of Heaven and fell one after another, there was no trace of the "Bodhi Patriarch".

At this moment, I met a person (demon) with the "common name"?

He believed that there would be coincidences in this world, but he did not believe that such coincidences would be encountered by himself.

Instead, I suspect that behind the battle 50,000 years ago, there must be something I don’t know, or they are hiding themselves!

"He seems to recognize me..."

An Qisheng's heart was touched, and I captured the throbbing in my heart, and seemed to notice something in vaguely.

Buzz ~

As soon as his thoughts move, he catches the throbbing in his heart.

People in his state can sense the world and some unknown information in the dark, but may not be able to find it every time.

But when his heart mirror trembled, he really caught something.

A clear light shone on the ancient but transparent mirror, and a strange but extremely familiar voice spread in the sea of ​​my heart:

"Only by understanding all the ways can one find its root..."

Um?

An Qisheng's mind was shocked, and his mind suddenly penetrated into his state of mind.

Buzz!

It seems like a bronze bell ringing in my heart, and its sound seems to float out of the endless years. It may not be so grand, but there is no slight intermittent feeling.

An Qisheng looked at it intently, and faintly followed this sound and saw the mountains rising and falling like thousands of peaks opening their halberds and ten thousand feet of kilograms opening their silences.

There is an immortal mountain in it, and I don’t know how many auspicious grass and flowers are, and I don’t know how many strange birds and beasts are. There seems to be boundless mystery, but it is natural and harmonious with the world.

And above the fairy mountain, in an ancient cave, there seemed to be a gaze across the mountains and seas, crossing the void and looking at me:

“Not to find, no to find…”

That's...

An Qisheng's heart thrust, and the throbbing suddenly rose. When he saw the eyes, he had already sensed what it was.

That was the fragment of the soul he had killed himself...

The true incarnation method is a great magical power that he cannot master at this time.

The heart is infinite, but the person has his limits.

If he is now unable to transform into an incarnation with a completely different mind, thoughts, and cognition from himself.

The exception is to kill the soul of the self.

Because in a sense, it is that he will cut out everything except the self-wisdom.

Without other blessings, his soul fragments are truly possible to have different thinking and cognition than his own.

That's what the so-called "I'm not me".

Of course, this is fundamentally due to his exploration of the "soul template". Among his self-killing souls, there are various explorations of the "incarnation" method.

‘The Battle of the Sky 50,000 years ago may be related to the fragments of my own soul...’

An Qisheng's heart was enlightened: "Or is it the future I am warning?"

He had an enlightenment in his heart, but his doubts became more and more.

He could not really determine what he had seen, because there was an indescribable force blocking his spying.

boom!

With a glance, the picture has begun to dissipate under the distortion of an indescribable force.

In just a moment, it has completely disappeared.

An Qisheng frowned in his heart, feeling that there was an unknown force in this world that was blocking him.

Don't want to capture something.

Who will it be...

"You are Bodhi... No, no..."

Yuanmou has doubts in his heart. If it were not impossible to break the seal, he would almost rush out to find the roots and find the bottom line.

He was shocked and suspicious.

He doubted whether Kong Lao Er had really lied to him, but would a person as proud as him tell lies?

But how could this pagoda be outside...

"I am confused today. If there is anything, let's talk about it today."

An Qisheng's divine intention wrapped around and rolled up the broken nails. In a flash, he had escaped from this sealed land.

The great monster under the pagoda who claimed to be a Yuanmou, although the deadline is approaching.

But the life of the great demon is tens of thousands, and their coming is not the same as the coming of ordinary people.

Living for a few more days may not be possible.

"you!"

Yuan Mouren was anxious and called again and again, but An Qisheng had no intention of paying attention to him and had withdrawn from the ground in a flash.

Huh ~

In the darkness of the rabbit demon's small courtyard study, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, it was already late.

It has been a day since I peeked into the ground. At this time, everything outside was silent, and only the sound of the wind blowing and snow falling was slightly ringing.

"Yuan Mouren...Fenghuang attacked the sky..."

An Qisheng's eyes opened and closed, and there was some ups and downs in his eyes.

A glimpse of a shocking mirror and a message sent by Sa Wuling from the air kept popping up in his heart, colliding from time to time.

Because of the obstruction of an indescribable force, it was difficult for him to see the meaning of it.

But he also vaguely captured the most important message twice.

Sa Wuling's words are to remind yourself that there is not much time, but before that, you can let go of it.

The message in the mirror is to warn yourself not to look for it.

But don’t look for this, is it not for him to explore the enemy hidden in this world, or his own soul fragment?

He had thoughts in his mind, maybe both.

Then, An Qisheng had a clear mind. If it weren't for the hidden enemy waiting for him to reveal his feet, or his soul fragments had fallen into the surveillance of some people.

No matter which possibility it is, An Qisheng knew in his heart that there was a surging undercurrent hidden between the seemingly peaceful world at this time.

Who is the enemy who can capture your existence across time and space?

"Only by understanding all the ways can one find its root..."

An Qisheng murmured to himself.

The meaning of the mirror is very clear and simple, not knowing whether it is a fragment of my soul or the message I conveyed by some means in the future is very clear and simple.
To be continued...