The mirror light turned, Milo looked at the moment of Wu Jun's death, and then he didn't know whether he left because of his own unwillingness or because of the call of others. Wu Jun left the place of death and returned to the world.
He followed the mountain road a little strangely and returned home alone.
Then, it was just like Wu Jun performed before.
Wu Zhan and his wife were ecstatic at first, but gradually became worried and afraid. They chose to let Wu Jun return to the mountains to live for a while.
Then the scene of Wu Jun's death was recreated.
Then, Wu Jun's limbs recovered out of thin air in front of Wu Zhan, woke up again, and greeted his father who sent him up the mountain.
Facing the child who had come back from the dead, Wu Zhan was very painful, so he took Wu Jun home.
At the beginning, Wu Zhan also tried to free Wu Jun and let him understand that he was dead.
But whenever Wu Jun discovered the fact that he was dead, he would wake up from the mountain and return home along the mountain road.
Time and again, faced with their son coming back again and again, Wu Zhan and his wife finally collapsed.
Losing their minds, they chose to mutilate their children at home, in the living room, and let him stay at home forever.
The mirror light rotates and traces forward. Wu Jun wakes up from the mountain again and again, returns home along the mountain road, and repeats the previous experience.
In every reincarnation, when Wu Jun came home for the first time, Wu Zhan and his wife were ecstatic.
In every reincarnation, Wu Jun will be sent back to the mountain. Although the reasons are strange and the details are different, insurance compensation must be one of the reasons.
When Wu Jun returns to the mountains, he will inevitably face the reappearance of his death scene again, as well as his father's fear, fear, pity and pain for him.
Then, either because of fear, money, or because he hurt his sister, he was dismembered and kept at home forever.
Again and again, again and again.
The mirror light rotated and traced back endlessly. Mi Luo stared at the changes in the fog around the small villa every time Wu Jun woke up.
There were densely packed mountains of arms there, and they kept waving at Wu Jun, trying to keep him at home.
But as the mirror light rotates, the arms are getting smaller and smaller, and every time we look back, there is one less pair.
Until the end, there were still more than sixty arms of different colors and lengths waving in the small villa, but Milo could no longer trace back.
No matter how the treasure mirror reflects it, only a gray patch remains in the hazy clear light, revealing nothing.
This means that Wu Jun and the others have forgotten what happened at that time.
In other words, Wu Jun's connection with Taixu Illusion caused him to lose part of his essence.
This is also the core problem that all Taixu illusions need to face.
According to the records of the Miaoyou Sect, as long as most of the creatures in Taixuhuan are saved and baptized by the breath of the land of Hanxia, and fade away from the laws and principles of other worlds, they can be liberated and given a chance to be reborn on the land of Hanxia.
It can be used as the center point for Taixu Illusion to restart again and again. All cores are too closely connected to Taixu Illusion. Individuals who cannot survive multiple restarts will be assimilated by Taixu Illusion and lose themselves little by little, just like Traces of Oh Joon’s vanished past.
For these cores, the best outcome is to follow the illusion of Taixu and merge into the earth's veins of Hanxia.
"It turns out, it's been so long! I forgot, I didn't..."
Wu Jun, who was staring blankly at the scene reflected in the mirror, murmured in a low voice. At this time, he had returned to the way he was when Milo met him for the first time. He looked at the gray scene in the mirror, stretched out his hand, and thought Something to catch.
But at this time, the legal principles in his body have been completely analyzed, his essence has been suppressed by the official seal, and many souls bound in his body have also been liberated.
Wu Jun was left with only incomplete spirituality, and even his hands were illusive, so naturally he couldn't grasp anything.
He turned to look at Milo, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and his body completely collapsed, leaving only a little aura, which merged into the official seal of the ninth-grade guarding immortal official.
In an instant, the Qi of Lu'an County, which was linked to the official seal, surged, suppressing and assimilating the spiritual light.
At the same time, the connection between the land of Hanxia and Taixu Illusion became even closer.
Surrounding Milo, the boys, girls, relatives, friends, and neighbors were also drawn and flew towards the official seal.
But when these souls flew halfway, Milo felt something in his heart. He stretched out his hand and saw a ray of bright light hanging from the precious mirror hanging in mid-air, wrapping all the souls.
The next second, the treasure scroll flew out, opened naturally, and a personal name appeared on the smooth surface.
'The treasure scroll can actually store the soul, and provide nourishment and repair. Can the connection between the soul and the Taixu illusion be maintained even after salvation? It just consumes a lot of money...'
The new discovery surprised Milo, but protecting and nourishing thousands of souls at the same time was obviously not something that Milo, a monk in the pregnancy realm, could do.
He placed the official seal of the ninth-grade guarding immortal official on the treasure scroll. The Qi of Lu'an County sensed the corresponding Taixu illusion soul, and strands of white Qi flowed down and flowed into each person's name.
According to the normal process, the Qi of Lu'an County will cleanse the essence of all souls at this time and lead them into the land of Hanxia.
However, the Baojuan, as a transit, maintained the connection between the souls and the Taixu illusion. In other words, the Qi of Lu'an County was now using these souls as a link to further infect the Taixu illusion.
Recalling the three, Milo felt it carefully. He could clearly feel the essence of this Taixu illusion, which was a cycle constructed from three cores: one large, two small.
Now, Wu Jun's corresponding small core has been taken away by Milo, and because many souls are still connected to Taixu Illusion, the three-core structure has not collapsed. This means that Milo can use the core in his hand as a cover to sneak into the areas corresponding to the other two cores, analyze the corresponding laws and principles, and then lead this side to the Taixu illusion and integrate it into the land of Hanxia.
'Three cores? '
Milo, who was about to go to the next place, suddenly recalled a poem he had reflected in a precious mirror.
On the way home from life and death, good and evil are in chaos. I don’t know the heart of a jackal or a leopard, but my flesh and blood call me across the wall. The righteous man seeks reunion, wandering on the wrong road. Thousands of years pass through generations, and drunken dreams are nothing but sighs.
'The last sentence of "Thousands of Ages and Hundreds of Generations, Drunken Dreams Only Sighs" should refer to the entire Taixu illusion being restarted again and again, but it has no meaning in the future. The first sentence about life and death, returning home, family relationships, good and evil, is in line with the situation of Wu Jun's family. So the remaining two cores correspond to the unknown jackal's heart and the flesh and blood calling through the wall respectively. And the righteous people seek reunion, wandering on the wrong road? '
Milo thought this way, holding the precious mirror and looking into the void. The surrounding fog receded, revealing a road that connected the location of the other core.
He did not step forward immediately, but wanted to cast a spell to hide his aura, and then used paper butterflies to contaminate his own aura. After sending it into it, he quickly moved forward, passed through the heavy fog, and came to a small alley.
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