Chapter 1392: Xing Yu’s detainee

In a cloudless world of endless voids, a woman in Tsing Yi was a long time beside the lotus pond. To read the book.`1=
This lotus pond is different from the ordinary lotus pond. The lotus pond is suspended in the void and presents a golden color. How long and how deep the lotus pond is, this Qingyi woman does not know. She only knows that she has been beside this lotus pond for thousands of years.
Since Master brought her here, she disappeared. Master said that after she had her own domain, she would come back to help her plasticize.
Now, she not only has her own domain, but also is eternal and perfect. However, Master warned her that if Master is not there, she must not plasticize herself.
The Tsing Yi woman sighed, but she did not know how much her qualifications were against the sky. It took thousands of years to cultivate from an unfounded ordinary woman to an eternal perfection.
She felt the breath of the avenue, and even felt that as long as she took another step, she could take off the ordinary and truly set a new realm.
But Master's words are in her ear. If she does not return when Master returns, her realm will come here in this life.
In fact, she didn't care if the realm came here. What she cares about is the memory of her previous life. Master also said that only when she follows a certain path to plasticize, can she get all the memories of her previous life.
Repair can stop, but she can't keep her own memory. I want to see the book ┡┣╣┢┡w/ww.
The Tsing Yi woman thought of it here, and her look was a little embarrassing. She looked at the golden lotus pond in front of her and thought of the man. The man carried her in the curtain, and the man carried her to the morning. It was also the man who took her into the ice forest and she never came out again.
If these are dreams, the man rescued her from the flames and then swallowed them by the flames instead of her. These are her personal experiences.
He said that he was called Ning Cheng. He said that he was specifically looking for her.
He also said that she had left ten ice walls on the ice cliff before she died, and that the ten ice walls recorded her heart before her death.
She had not had time to talk to him carefully, and the disaster came. He was swallowed up by the flames. She was taken away by Master. She swears that cultivation is to find memories, then go to the soul world to find the man's soul and save him back.
Someone used her life to save her. Can she not find the memories that are left with her life?
Yan Qing's gaze was taken back from the golden lotus pond. Looking at a half-moon-shaped purple jade symbol in his hand, the word on the jade symbol was banned, even if she had been ravaged for a thousand years, the above words were still clear.
"I want to stay here with the wanderers forever. I really don't want someone to bother me, but unfortunately I am still disturbed. I want to see the book. ^1-k`a=n`s` h, u=. My body can no longer be touched by others. After touching, I will turn into nihilism. I don't blame you, you are also unintentional.
If you are willing, please help me send this half-moon shaped jade symbol to the hands of my mother Shen Mengyan in the 6th corner of the Star of Heaven. My mother will certainly be grateful. You have requirements, even though they are asked to the Cape City. Will satisfy you. Indigo word.

She didn't know who was Shen Mengyan, but she wanted to see the ten ice walls again. Want to find the wanderer who carried her in the dawn, is not to replace her burning Ningcheng.
Whether or not, she also owes the grace of the wanderer and Ning Cheng.
No, it’s grace to owe it to Ningcheng, and it’s love to owe the wanderer.
I really don't want to wait any longer. He held the jade in his hand and his eyes moved to a small stone bridge on the edge of the lotus pond. Master told her that if she practiced too slowly, she would have the opportunity to step on the stone bridge, but she must not go before that.
From cultivation to eternity. Yan Qing has always followed Master's words, did not try to plasticize, nor crossed the stone bridge.
But for a few thousand years, this road on the edge of the lotus pond has long been taken by her numerous times. Suddenly there was some suffering in her heart. She can continue to wait, but will the soul of Ningcheng be completely dissipated?
Yan Qing tightened his lips. After thousands of years, he first came to the stone bridge and stepped forward carefully. To read the book.`1=k/
It seems that it is a very short stone bridge. It seems that it is not going to end. She walked for a few days, and I saw the scene opposite the stone bridge.
It turned out to be a garden with a variety of bright flowers and plants. Some of these flowers are fairy objects, and some are just ordinary things.
But whether it is a fairy or an ordinary thing, it has a common feature, that is, beauty. Every flower is beautiful.
Yan Qing’s delight stopped, and she had never seen so many varieties of glamorous flowers. Master was originally a beautiful woman. It should be a beautiful heart to plant so many flowers.
Thinking of this, Yan Qing subconsciously stroked his white and smooth cheeks. She suddenly fought a cold war. She remembered very clearly. Once again, Master suddenly told her that she was very beautiful and might have to pass her.
When Master said that sentence, her heart seemed to have a chill.
Because Master never jokes with her, there has been no expression in speaking.
The flowers in this garden are too many, and the green can't help but watch it all the way until there is no road ahead.
At the end of the road, Yan Qing saw a gray wooden door with a sinister atmosphere. To read the book ╳·1╳k╋a╬n╳s╳h╋u╳·c╋·c虞 微 slightly frown, there is a gray wooden door in this place is too uncoordinated. When I saw this gray wooden door, I looked at those flowers again, and suddenly I had a sincere feeling. Flowers are no longer a glamorous flower, but with a sadness.
Yan Qing shook his head, maybe it was a useful place for Master. She did not move forward, but turned and prepared to go back.
Just as she turned around, there was a dull snoring in the wooden door, and she suddenly turned her head again to look at the gray wooden door. Her gods want to sweep in and see, but her gods can't penetrate.
This?
Even if she is cultivated to eternity, she has only the outside memory that she has in Shacheng. For more than 10,000 years, she has not left in this white fog world. Her memory here, in addition to her own practice of the cave house, only the golden lotus pond, and the road along the lotus pond. Even this place, she is also the first time.
"Ah..." A painfulness came out again. This kind of pain reminded Yan Qing of Ning Cheng, wrapped in flames.
Was it the same pain when Ningcheng was wrapped in flame and struggling in the flames?
Yan Qing never thought about it anymore, she pushed the wooden door without hesitation. There is no prohibition behind the wooden door, only a sloping gray ladder, and the indigo continues down the gray ladder.
I don't know how long it took, and the blues stopped.
In front of her is not a cell, nor a square, but two huge pillars.
These two pillars surround the heavenly rhythm and seem to extend to endless places. The tumbling air of the road roared between the two pillars.
There is a void ban on the dozens of positions of the two Tongtian cylinders. Although the gods of the indifference could not stretch into the prohibition, they felt the painful voice and passed it from this prohibition.
In the heart of Yan Qing, she shuddered. She couldn’t think of this kind of jail in this place of immortal cultivation.
She carefully moved past, with a strong rhythm around her, which made her shake a little every step of the way. It seems that if you are not careful, you will be caught in the middle of the endless column of the heavenly rhythm.
"Is there anyone inside?" Yan Qing finally came outside the prohibition. She saw a temple-like building, but her gods still could not penetrate.
"Who are you?" A hoarse inquiry came from the temple, which sounded like a vicissitude.
When I heard someone talking, my heart finally settled a little and said carefully. "I have been practicing outside. I accidentally came here today and heard the sound inside. I came here to check."
The voice in the temple was quiet, and it took a while to say, "Xing Wei’s monk has not come to the present. It is reasonable to say that as soon as you enter the garden, she will know, and then immediately kill you. Is it? Is she trapped in a certain place?"
Yan Qing quickly said, "Xing Wei is the name of my master, please do not talk to the predecessors."
"Ha ha ha ha..." A burst of laughter came, "Your master, hahaha... Xing Wei, this monk will kindly collect his disciples? If I have not guessed wrong, after you create the world, you will replace me. Clothes, sacrifices to the Tianzhu..."
Haha laughed with a trace of sadness.
Yan Qing’s heart sank, but this time there was no rebuttal. There was a vague feeling in her heart. This person named Ji Heyi said it was right. Because Master did not disappear for more than 10,000 years, it is very likely to block where.
Seeing the silence of the youth ~EbookFREE.me~ This ridiculous voice converges, and the tone is hoarse and low. "What is the practice that she gave you to practice? What is your realm?"
There is no concealment in Yan Qing. "I am practicing my own exercises. Now it is a perfection of eternal..."
"What? She will let you cultivate your own exercises? It will never be possible..." Amazing voices came from the temple.
Yan Qing quickly said, "Master must have asked me to practice her exercises, but I have already promised another person to practice the exercises he gave. Master did not oppress me, let me cultivate my own exercises, but When we are plastic, we must wait for her to be around."
Yan Qing is not a fool. At this time, she feels that Master Xing Wei’s acceptance of her as a disciple does not seem so simple. As for when she chose the exercises, Master did say that she should practice the exercises she gave. At that time, her mind was decided, even if she was dead, she would also cultivate the practice given by Ning Cheng. She is very affectionate, and she will take it down before she died.
... (to be continued.)
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