MTL - My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World-Chapter 149

After three months, many monks gathered near the sea eye somewhere in the Yudong Sea.

In the past hundred days, after everyone's continuous deduction, finally locked the position of the Middle Ages.

At this time, Lei Jing led nine dragons to prepare for the formation to urge the tracer dragon plate.

Ten dragons stood around and cast spells, and saw the air suddenly ripple in the array, the sea from time to time set off the high waves of the hills, sometimes calm as standing water, the sky thundered loudly, and the clouds changed rapidly.

A moment later, a blue light burst into the clouds, the world turned upside down, and the sun, moon and stars fell.

People can't help but be fascinated by this spectacle and suddenly listen to Lei Jingdao: "There is only ten breaths, go in!"

Ten monks rushed into the blue light in turn. Before Jing Yue went into the secret realm, he turned back subconsciously, and saw that Lei Jing's original appearance that had not been disturbed by time had become sloppy and loose, and his hair was pale and dry.

Long Zu, completely old.

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On the ancient dark stone path, the monks carefully explored the road.

A total of five monks who entered the mysterious realm this time returned to Xuan and five Dongtians, of which four Dongtians have already entered Shangjing. Only Jingyue Xiu is the lowest, but his status is unique and no one dares to rob him. .

It didn't take long for the ten people to enter the mystery, and they discovered that the mystery had undergone a subtle change-it seemed that the sight became more and more stale, and even the air was a little bit sluggish.

Obviously, the effect of the retro-patterned dragon disc has been lost, and time has returned to its original velocity.

Although Jingyue had been here before, but after 10,000 years of changes, he did not know what changes had taken place in the Middle Ages and took every step very cautiously.

Because here, it is the remains of the battlefield of the two demons and gods. Until the Middle Ages reappeared, there was a potential crisis.

Occasionally, collapsed buildings and towering rock piles can be seen in the mysterious realm. There is no sun, moon, and starlight, and there is only a depressing dark purple in the sky.

As in previous lives, there was no danger here at first, they were just outside the ruins.

But after a short walk, Lan Feng in Jing Yue's arms suddenly became anxious, trying to drill out.

Jing Yue: "Don't make trouble. It's dangerous here. You stay with me."

Lan Feng: "Jingjing! There is something in front of it, which is important for confrontation!"

Jing Yue Yiyi, from the time he raised him, he never said similar words, nor expressed similar desires. But after thinking about it, this is the mystery of the Middle Ages. Perhaps there is indeed a legacy left by the Lanfeng family, or something that can be absorbed by the Lanfeng.

He refreshed, "Can you determine which direction it is?"

Lan Feng: "It's the front, it's the front."

Jing Yue could not tell why, so he had to move on.

"Well, we've been moving forward. If you sense a deviation, tell me immediately."

The secret realm of the Middle Ages is very large, and opportunities may appear at any time. Jing Yue and others have no clear guidance, and it does not matter what direction they set.

Gradually, the piles of stones slowly decreased, but the number of broken remains increased.

But they didn't go far, but there was no way. They had come to an open cliff.

Beneath the cliff is the abyss, but there are dozens of purple unknown flowers on the edge of the cliff. The petals of each purple flower are a foot wide, and when viewed from a distance, it is like a flower floating on the Minghe River.

Jing Yue also came here last time, and he knew that the purple flower was actually a step across the abyss-as long as he stood on the first purple flower, there would be new purple flowers in front of him, one step at a time, until the other side.

However, he always felt that it was not so simple, but he couldn't think of anything after careful consideration, and his memory seemed to be fogged.

But no matter what, stepping into purple flowers is definitely the right choice. Jing Yue took a look at Qin Yanzhi and took the lead.

The next moment, he suddenly turned around, waiting for him to recover again, and he was already in a dark mountain forest.

Where is this ...?

He felt extremely weak, and all the power flowed like a flood that had been opened to the sluice. In a short time, he was reduced to a mortal, and he could not even sense the breath of Lan Feng.

Yes! Jing Yue suddenly remembered that the purple flower was called Forgotten Flower. The last time he stepped on the purple flower, the consciousness entered a fantasy, but when he awoke, everything in the fantasy was forgotten. At that time, all of them wanted Can't get up and experience anything.

To put it simply, whenever he stepped out of the illusion, the memory brought to him by the forgetful flower before disappeared.

There is only his consciousness here, in what form the illusion wants him to appear, what he is.

But at this moment, maybe it was the second time he came, and the memories in the last illusion were restored one by one-nothing special, he just saw a drop of water drops, and a strange voice in his ear told him that this water was The source of thousands of waters, he has been deciding since then.

From beginning to end, there is no danger at all.

But I don't know what he will go through this time?

"Boom--"

The thunder blew, and suddenly heavy rain poured in the dark sky.

The rain water poured from the gap between the treetops and Jingyue, and soon drowned him into a falling chicken.

It was very cold and without the support of spiritual power, Jing Yue felt the natural temperature for a long time as a mortal person. He looked at the vast rain and fog, and for a moment did not know what to do?

Suddenly, he heard a cry of babies coming from a distance, which seemed particularly strange on such a rainy night.

But whether it was dangerous or something else, it was the only clue he had at the moment. Jing Yue immediately rushed to where the voice came from, but he could n’t find the right place as he encountered a ghost hitting the wall, and the cry changed You have to be far away.

He has no spiritual power, but still has experience. Jing Yue picked up a few wet branches against the heavy rain and simply deduced them. The branches automatically moved without wind and pointed to the east.

Jing Yue went all the way to the east, and the surrounding vision gradually widened. Soon, he found a baby lying in a cricket behind a rock.

For some reason, when Jing Yue saw the baby, she was so close to her heart that she even downplayed her original vigilance.

He stepped forward and hugged the baby. The outer crust was soaked, and the baby's face was wet with rain. At this time, he was staring straight at him with large, pure and dust-free eyes.

Jing Yue saw that the baby was a pleasant one, and he was somewhat good. He felt a softness inexplicably in his heart. Although he knew it was in a fantasy world, he couldn't help but say, "Why is the little thing here alone?"

The baby stopped crying and smiled at Jing Yue.

Jing Yue was also laughed, "Are you uncomfortable? Are you still laughing?"

He wanted to take the baby to find a dry place to hide from the rain, but the roar of the ferocious beast came from the forest.

According to experience, there should be a group of nine-star wolves nearby. Although this kind of beast is only second-order, it is extremely fast and knows how to use tactics. It is difficult to deal with his mortal body, let alone he has a child.

Jing Yue frowned slightly, but felt a hand hitting his chin, very light, like a cat's paw scratching.

When he bowed his head, it turned out that the baby didn't know when to break free of the cricket, and the arm of the babble fluttered in the air, and the baby's mouth opened slightly, "Ahhh" called non-stop.

Jing Yue quickly grabbed his arm and said, if he didn't have himself, he wouldn't know if the baby would be carried away by a beast?

Throughout his life, he suddenly froze, and a cold air quickly spread from his spine, freezing his brain in pain.

Jiuxing Wolf, heavy rain, baby ...

Jing Yue jerked open the half-wrapped baby's puppet and saw that the other person's left chest was underneath. There was a red birthmark, which was only an inch long, but it looked like a sword.

Jingyue was shocked. This birthmark is exactly the same as a forget!

He will never forget. When he brought a forgetfulness back to the ancestors, he forgot to tell him in a calm and calm voice that he was abandoned in the mountains and forests when he was a baby, and met the nine-star wolf. Dewclaws ruined his face.

And I forgot to mention that it rained heavily that night.

Of course, it is still impossible for the baby to forget, these were revealed by the person who picked him up later.

No wonder! No wonder he approached the baby inexplicably when he saw the baby. Jing Yue could not help but tremble slightly, and said softly, "Is it you?"

Immediately, his tone became firm, "It's you."

Jing Yue didn't understand how the vision of Peanut Peanut would make him experience a past of forgetting, and he didn't know what the vision really wanted him to do, but he knew very well what he wanted to do.

—He wants to save it.

Even if it is a fantasy, he also wants to forget about health and health, and never leave suffering.

The Jiuxing Wolf seemed to smell a strange smell, and howls were getting closer.

Jing Yue quickly looked around, picked up the baby and rushed into the mountain forest. He remembered seeing a big tree with a hole in the trunk.

Not long after he found the tree, he wrapped the forgetfulness into the hole, picked up a few stones, ripped off a few vines, and ran in the direction of the Jiuling Wolf without looking back.

He must lead away those ferocious beasts, at least so that they have no chance to hurt one night tonight, maybe tomorrow, everything will change.

In the dark mountain forest, the eyes of Jiuxing Wolf resembled a dark lamp, and Jing Yue soon met them.

The head wolf stepped forward, and the pack of wolves scattered around and surrounded him. The illusion did not take away the five senses of Jing Yue. He could clearly see the nine stars-like lines on the back of the head wolf, and its tightly wrinkled nose. And cracked teeth.

In his ears was a roaring demonstration like a wolf, Jing Yue judged that he could not escape intact, and he did not want to be a ration for a ferocious beast, even if it was only a little flesh.

So he made the next bold decision.

The moment the head wolf rushed at him, Jing Yue leaped with a thick stick sticking out, jumping over the wolves, and quickly ran up the mountain.

The wolves were irritated by him, howling to catch up, Jing Yue ran like a gale, rain slaps on his face, the branches and branches of the forest cut through his robes and rubbed his cheeks, but he did not stay in the slightest Just boring head to the cliff.

Several times, he could even feel that the wolves' chase was behind his feet. As long as he took a slow breath, he would be torn off a piece of flesh by the nine-star wolf.

But he has always been calm. To him, these fierce beasts are only second-order, and they can only be prestigious in the illusion.

Seeing that he could not catch up with Jing Yue slowly, the wolves gradually dispersed and tried to contain him from all sides.

However, Jing Yue had long thought about it. He seemed to run around without rules, but his route always gave him the best cover, so he repeatedly escaped from the pack of wolves.

Finally, he came to the edge of the mountain.

Jing Yue used Yu Guang to observe the terrain, but the speed did not slow down, and the wolves behind him naturally chased inertially.

Immediately before the edge of the cliff, Jing Yue stopped suddenly, turned around, and shot the stone hidden in his arms toward the head wolf.

The head wolf was in pain and raged, and the wolves swarmed up and rushed at him!

Later, Jing Yue leaned back and fell directly from the cliff. The head wolf fell behind, and fell down with several nine-star wolf!

Of course Jingyue wouldn't be stupid enough to find his own way. At this time, he clasped his hands tightly to the raised stone on one side of the cliff, and vines were wrapped around his waist.

He had already judged that the outer side of the cliff would not be smooth according to the terrain, so he decided to take a bet. Even if he lost, there was vines as the final guarantee.

Obviously, he made the right bet.

The yell of wolves came from the cliff, eager and sad.

The wolves lost their heads and no longer hunted for prey. They wandered on the cliff for a moment and gradually left.

Jing Yue knew the habits of the nine-star wolf, knew that they would return to the lair, and determined a new head wolf by killing, but they would not appear again tonight.

After waiting for a while, he climbed back to the cliff again, and the whole person was lying on the ground panting freely and panting, and the sky's thunder didn't know when it had gone, and the rain became gentle.

When Jing Yue returned to the vicinity of the tree cave again, he did not hear the cry of the baby. He was so tense that he hurried to the edge of the tree cave, but saw that the baby was lying inside.

Jingyue Dasong took the baby out of her breath, the other side's dark eyes were still covered with a layer of water mist, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, but when she saw him, she giggled and smiled.

Babies seem to know that they shouldn't cry aloud to cause danger, and they know that danger is far away now, so they laugh.

Jing Yue reached out and poked at his tender face, and then stunned. He didn't know when to cut his fingers, leaving a blood mark on the baby's face.

At this point, it was a turn of the sky again-he returned to reality.

Not far from the front, a purple flower slowly emerged in the void, like blooming in the dim.

Jing Yue looked around subconsciously, and everyone stood on a flower of forgetfulness, and they were motionless, as if entering a setting.

Jing Yue looked back, thinking about what just happened.

Unlike his predecessor, this time he remembered everything in the illusion.

Is that really just a fantasy? Still in the past? Or is it a projection of our own world? Jing Yue couldn't understand, and finally shook his head.

When he was about to step on the second flower, he suddenly stopped.

He remembered where the baby's noodles came from. Although the facial features were still immature, Qin Yanzhi still had some shadows.

The speculation many years ago came to mind again, and Jing Yue looked complexly at Qin Yanzhi, not far away, and then slightly looked up, stepping up to forget the flowers.

This time, he appeared in a noisy town.

Pedestrians walking around and hawkers hawking along the street, everything seemed no different from other towns until Jing Yue saw an ancient banyan tree with a crooked neck in front.

The tree is large and dense trees must fall to the ground, like the beard of the old man. A red silk hangs on the canopy, and the ribbon dances with the breeze, injecting an alternative vitality into the sight.

Jing Yue remembers this place and will never forget it.

More than 10,000 years ago, he took away the forgetfulness of his childhood under this tree.

There was a sudden noise in front, and a group of children chased a small beggar and ran under the tree.

The beggar stumbled accidentally, and the children gathered around immediately, but before they punched, they saw a young man in a robe squeeze into them and protect the beggar in his arms.

When the children saw an adult coming out to stop them, they immediately fled and laughed away.

Jing Yue looked down at the man in his arms, but he could only see the dark hair on the other side, covered with dust and hay debris.

He could feel that the other side was very thin, and his shoulder bones were barely aching to his chest.

Jing Yue's heart was astringent. When he picked up a forget, that forget had been half-stunned by the children, and a blood stain was stuck on a scarred face. When he was embraced by Jing Yue, his eyes Full of apathy and vigilance.

But at this moment, the other person just hung his head and even leaned lightly on him, seeming to trust him?

Jing Yue took a deep breath and raised the little beggar's face.

Immediately, he saw a dirty but familiar outline, exactly like the small Qin Yanzhi on Feihua Mountain.

The heart that had been hanging for many years finally came to fruition, with some surprises, but after all, it was expected that Jing Yue was a little overwhelmed at the same time when Jing Yue was surprised.

——Qin Yanzhi is a forget. Although there has been speculation for a long time, there are many doubts. On the day when there is no real confirmation, he can be regarded as non-existent and Qin Yanzhi can be regarded as another person completely.

But now ... how do they get along with each other? After all, they are apprentices.

Even if the practitioner is not limited to the love between men and women, does everyone care about the mentorship?

And until now he didn't understand why he didn't have a sense of master and apprentice to Qin Yanzhi? This is totally unreasonable.

But at this moment he should not think too much, because the person in his arms passed out again, apparently hungry this time.

Jing Yue hugged her waist, and her back gradually disappeared in the lively street market.