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Volume 2 Heavenly Dream Swamp Chapter 487 Lost Memory

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    To condense spiritual wisdom, one must experience the catastrophe of the decline of spiritual wisdom. No one can avoid it. However, some monks will prepare treasures to overcome the catastrophe beforehand, which can restore a trace of clarity to oneself in the most critical moment. In the end,  It is a pity to survive this dangerous disaster.  In the Book of Reincarnation, there is no such record of the robbery treasure.

    Even if there were, Yan Fusheng would not have time to refine it at this moment.

    You can only rely on your own mind, will, and even luck to survive this disaster.  This is putting oneself to death in order to survive.

    And, the most terrifying thing is that no one can predict the duration of the decline of spiritual wisdom. It may be just a few days, it may be a few years, or it may not be decades.  When it will end, it is not up to you at all, it all depends on chance.

    However, the most important thing is that it is still the same sentence of putting yourself to death and living later.

    "Whatever it is at the beginning, what is coming will come eventually. This decline of spiritual wisdom, I will personally come and experience the true power of it, whether it can really sink me completely into a place of eternal destruction."

    Yan Fusheng took a deep breath and felt that in the ghost mansion in his body, the mysterious heavenly sound was constantly emitting from the nine-level soul ladder, which automatically attracted the endless soul fragments in the endless void between heaven and earth and pulled them into the ghost mansion. Under the mysterious power, Yan Fusheng took a deep breath.  Down, it turned into bursts of golden rain.

    This sweet rain nourishes the six souls that have been completely condensed in the central reincarnation disk all the time. The six souls continuously condense a stream of pure soul charm, and quickly move towards the reincarnation life chart in the soul ladder and the five elements reincarnation disk in the body.  The brand passed and turned into soul lines.  Let your own cultivation and soul merge into one.

    " Moreover, looking at the newly condensed spirit and wisdom soul, although it is only half a person tall,  Moistened by the endless rain of reincarnation, it is growing and growing bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.  It will not completely stop until it is at the same height as its own body.

    If you cannot survive the disaster with the Tribulation Treasure, there is only one way to quickly end the decline of your own spiritual wisdom, and that is to promote your own spiritual wisdom to the realm of Dzogchen. That way, at the moment of reaching Dzogchen.  One's own spiritual wisdom has been perfected, and the exhausted energy will naturally dissipate and will no longer have any impact on the spiritual wisdom soul.  Nature restores its own sanity and clarity.

    It¡¯s just this method.  Ordinary monks simply cannot carry out the growth of the soul.  It is simply not something that can be achieved by ordinary means.  What's more, when your spiritual wisdom is declining, you will not be able to practice quietly to increase your courage.  This method is a dead end for ordinary monks.

    "Activate the Reincarnation Rain Technique, and continuously absorb fragments of spiritual wisdom from the endless void. Turn it into sweet rain, nourish the soul of spiritual wisdom, and at the speed I estimate, with the help of my own growth rate of no less than thirty times. It only takes a month to complete.  Let my spirit and wisdom be promoted all the way to the realm of Dzogchen. At that time, the decline of my spirit and wisdom will naturally be overcome without any attack."

    Yan Fusheng didn't care about the crow's worries. He had already arranged everything and thought about everything before gathering his spiritual wisdom. Even if he sank into the decline of spiritual wisdom in the middle, as long as he lasted for a month, he would be able to wait until  At the moment when chaos is brought to right, with the Soul Ladder, even if it is necessary to run the Reincarnation Rain Technique all the time, it is not a difficult task.

    ??A month, as long as you support it, you can live a month.

    "Zi Yan, yes, I want to find Zi Yan. There is no way that Zi Yan will not remember me. It must be who it is, who has poisoned Zi Yan. I want to find her. Whoever dares to do harm to Zi Yan in front of me  , even if he falls into the underworld, he will be cut into thousands of pieces, and he will never be reincarnated." At this moment, Yan Fusheng took a deep breath, and an unspeakable cruel look flashed in his eyes, cold and cold  uttered a sentence.

    Since Zi Yan¡¯s behavior, he has realized that there might be something wrong with Zi Yan¡¯s memory, or even some seal, which made her not even recognize him.

    " However, even if they can't recognize each other, now that they meet, he will never let Zi Yan suffer any harm again.

    Find her and protect her!  !

    brush!  !

    With a thought in his mind, he suddenly stood up and broke through to the six calamities of the Soul Gathering Realm. Although Yan Fusheng was jealous of the Ziwei Holy Son, he was not afraid of it. Although he was at a disadvantage and suffered heavy losses before, however, now that he has achieved a breakthrough in cultivation,  As his mind was running, the combat power that exploded became more and more powerful. What's more, he didn't have no trump card.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Who will die and who will live is still unclear if it¡¯s a life-and-death fight.

    "Master, you are still in the stage where the calamity of spiritual wisdom may come at any time. I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to go out now." Crow's face turned green when he heard this. For a monk who is in the calamity of spiritual wisdom, any behavior will  It's all unreasonable,?Estimable.  If you really do something, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it.

    There was even a monk who was going through the Linghui Tribulation and entered the mortal world directly, plundering beautiful women wantonly. During the Tribulation, he married three thousand women and gave birth to more than six thousand children. When he woke up, he couldn't laugh or cry.  In the end, it turned out to be a huge family with a strong bloodline.

    There are many that are even more unreasonable than this.

    "No, I'm afraid the decline of spiritual wisdom has already begun."

    When the crow saw it, his expression suddenly changed, and he secretly guessed in his heart. Then he waved his wings, landed directly on Yan Fusheng's shoulders, and then walked out of his dormitory.

    And in Yan Fusheng's body, in the ghost mansion, in the soul of spiritual wisdom shrouded in the fire of the soul, there is a trace of gray energy that cannot even be detected by spiritual thoughts, strangely wrapped around the soul of spiritual wisdom. It seems to be extremely seeping.  The person is like a drop of ink on white jade. It is an eyesore, but no one can notice it.

    It seems to be deeply rooted, and a trace of gray energy is firmly and persistently entangled in Linghui Soul.

    At this moment, on a bone altar, inside an ossuary coffin.

    Astonishingly, two women were sitting on the cloud bed. When the girl sitting beside the bed saw the woman on the bed waking up, she couldn't help but reached out and patted the small chest, and let out a long sigh of relief.  , stuck out his bright red tongue and said: "I was scared to death, Qiaoyun, sister Ziyan, you are finally awake. This time, you were in a coma for a whole day. How about it, are you feeling better now?"

    As he spoke, he looked at Zi Yan with concern, who had just opened her eyes, and asked nervously.

    "Qiaoyun, I actually fell into a coma for a day."

    Zi Yan opened her eyes, slowly sat up from the bed, looked at Qiaoyun standing next to her, frowned deeply, and subconsciously touched her neck. When she touched the  After wearing a piece of purple jade pendant, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole expression gradually relaxed.

    "Yes, Sister Yan, you have been in a coma for a whole day."

    Qiao Yun nodded vigorously and said: "By the way, Sister Yan, how could you suddenly faint from a headache and remain unconscious for such a long time? With our cultivation level, this situation is almost impossible to happen unless  It was a mental injury. But at that time, sister, you obviously didn't have it."

    As he spoke, there was still a trace of doubt and curiosity in his eyes.

    "have no idea."

    Zi Yan heard this and said thoughtfully: "At that time, I kept recalling whether I had really seen that man, and whether he was really her husband. However, when I was recalling, I suddenly felt something in my soul.  There was a terrible pain that I couldn't resist, as if I had touched some terrible taboo, and I fainted immediately."

    Indeed, when she saw Yan Fusheng before, she didn't know why, but there was a sense of familiarity in her heart and even in her soul. It was an inseparable connection with herself.

    Especially when she mentioned that she was his wife, the strange rhythm became even more intense.

    The most critical moment is that Zi Yan has always had a dream.

    A strange dream.

    In the dream, I really became a wife. In the dream, there were all kinds of sweet scenes. However, the husband in the dream was always shrouded in an unspeakable fog.  I still can't see Qingchu's true face.  Moreover, I also saw that figure walking into the mist step by step, getting further and further away until it disappeared.

    Every time at that moment, she would be awakened from her dream!  !

    However, after I woke up and thought about it carefully, I still couldn't figure out the face of that figure.

    It¡¯s okay if it happens once or twice, but almost every time I fall asleep, I will have this dream.

    This doubt has always shrouded the whole mind and permeated the heart. The more it accumulates, the harder it is to let go.  She vaguely speculated whether she really had a husband.

    Now, the appearance of Yan Fusheng made her unable to stop thinking about whether the person in her dream was the person in front of her.

    However, as soon as I thought about it, I realized that I had touched some terrible restriction, that kind of terrible pain that was transmitted from my soul, and I fainted all of a sudden.  But the more this happened, the more she felt that the relationship between herself and Yan Fusheng would never be simple.

    Qiaoyun listened to Zi Yan's words. A pair of bright eyes kept moving rapidly in her pupils, flashing a shrewd look from time to time, and said: "Sister Yan, I have heard that my sister is  The Holy Mother suddenly brought her back from outside. Moreover, when she first entered the Seven Stars Holy Land, she could not say anything about her origins. She only knew that her name was Zi Yan  In this case, if Qiaoyun guessed correctly, if it weren't for your sister, you would suddenly lose your previous memory.  Then there is only one possibility"

    "What's possible?"

    When Zi Yan heard this, she looked deeply at Qiao Yun, and she seemed to have some guesses in her heart.

    After all, if someone can achieve her level of cultivation, it is impossible for her to be unhappy with some of her own changes.  (To be continued)
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