Shao Haoyue was shocked and confused. She focused on the nearest bubble and checked it with her spiritual sense.
The looming human figure was just a weak consciousness. As soon as her mind came into contact with that consciousness, her own consciousness fell into a trance.
For a moment, she seemed to be a seven or eight-year-old mountain village girl, walking hard on the mountain road with a basketful of pigweed on her back.
In front of her, there were several friends of the same age, and someone called back to her, "...walk faster..."
The sound is vague and cannot be heard clearly.
Shao Haoyue shook her head and broke away from the illusion. She was shocked that this bubble could actually pull her into the illusion!
Although it was only for a short moment, her illusion skills were at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, and she practiced Xingque's top illusion skills.
These bubble illusions are extraordinary!
She used the red dust technique to attack Bubble, pop! Snapped! Snapped! They are like real bubbles, easily broken.
"What are these?"
Shao Haoyue frowned tightly, and after thinking for a while, she once again placed her spiritual thoughts on a bubble. Perhaps she was prepared this time, and she was not pulled into the illusion, and found that the weak spiritual thoughts inside were also mortal. , just like the little girl in the mountain village before.
It's strange, how can a mortal's consciousness, or such a weak consciousness, form an illusion?
She opened her senses and took a closer look, and was shocked to find that the power of transformation contained in that weak consciousness had the same origin as hers!
After thinking for a while, she roughly understood that this place was where the fragments of the Fantasy Silk were located. The energy source of these bubbles should be the fragments of the Fantasy Silk. No wonder it could pull her into the illusion.
Because the consciousness involved is a mortal, the fragments of the Fantasy Aya will not attack, so this weird bubble is formed.
The question is, where does the consciousness of these mortals come from?
This is a vast void. Not to mention mortals, even monks with low cultivation levels cannot come here.
Logically speaking, even if the energy of Huanshi Ling leaks out and creates an illusion, the person who accidentally enters here should be a high-level monk.
Since it was an illusion caused by the fragments of the Phantom World Ling, as the master, it would be easy for her to deal with it, but these consciousnesses...
After thinking about it, Shao Haoyue kneaded the secrets to seal all the consciousness in the bubbles and put them into the ring, preparing for detailed exploration later.
Without the cover of the bubbles, the fragments of the Fantasy Silk were exposed, floating above a small vortex.
The interior of the void vortex is a peaceful place, without void turbulence, magnetic storms, etc. Therefore, large vortexes are mostly where the world is, and the peaceful places formed by small vortexes are often used as nests by some void beasts.
The fragments of the Fantasy Aya are located above the small whirlpool, and they have been able to stay in place for many years.
Feeling Shao Haoyue's presence, the slender fragment trembled slightly, like a mother whose child finally waited to leave, feeling happy and aggrieved.
"I've kept you waiting." Shao Haoyue flew closer and raised her hand to caress it. The light orange light flickered on the slender fragments, as if responding to her.
Immortal power was injected into the silk ribbon, and the fantasy silk ribbon from the wrist flew out, and the light roll unfolded. The slender fragments quickly found their position and fit together, and a brilliant orange light burst out, illuminating the dark void.
The next second, Shao Haoyue was pulled into Ling Nei's world, and the scene before her eyes blurred. She was sitting on a swing, next to a pink glass and white jade peach tree, surrounded by a cold pool, the water was extremely clear and crystal clear.
Some of the stone pillars protruded from the bottom of the pool and became the water pavilion on the surface of the pool. The place where she was was the largest water pavilion in the center of the pool, with a radius of about five feet.
On the edge of the water pavilion, green trees and green vines are swaying and scattered. The light pink and almost white petals above the head are flying down, covering the bluestone ground with a soft flower carpet. As the swing swings, pieces of flying flowers are rolled up. .
This is the forbidden area behind Tianyu Mountain, which can be regarded as the other kind of thirty thousand years. The place where she has stayed for nearly one hundred thousand years is the first home in her childhood memories.
She didn't need to look back to know that behind her was a simple wooden house. From the window, she could just see the pink glass and white jade peach tree.
"Yueyue, I've learned how to replace flowers with flowers!" A young child's voice came from the shore of the deep pool, and the voice was full of excitement.
She raised her eyes and saw a girl in a light pink dress walking across the water. She repeated excitedly: "I've learned how to graft others on!"
"Really?" Young Shao Haoyue jumped off the swing in surprise, pointed her hands at herself, and urged, "Quick, quick, switch with me!"
The little girl in pink clothes nodded vigorously, stretched out her white and tender fingers and started to perform the sutra. She muttered something in her mouth, she read it very seriously, and after struggling for a long time, her fingertips finally flashed with light and flew into Shao Haoyue's body.
The burning pain in her body receded like a tide. Shao Haoyue was stunned. He raised his hands in confusion and murmured unconsciously: "Is this what it feels like to not hurt? It's so good."
There was no concealment of yearning in his voice.
bump!
The sound of something heavy hitting the ground pulled her out of her novelty, and she saw the little girl in pink falling to the ground, twitching constantly, her expression twisted and ferocious.
Her joy dissipated instantly, and she squatted down anxiously, panicking, "Huahua, what's wrong with you? Is it too painful? Cut off the spell quickly! Master! Master—"
The peach blossom swing gradually faded away. Shao Haoyue looked at the world in Ling inner shrouded in orange light and let out a sigh.
Huanshi Ling followed her for a long time and recorded many of her memories. The memory fragment just now was when her condition improved and she had not yet started practicing.
She has been suffering from the burning pain of sky fire since she could remember it, and she cannot understand what it feels like to feel comfortable and pain-free as mentioned in the book.
It took Huahua three months to finally learn the art of transplanting flowers and trees to exchange feelings with her. It was the first time since she became conscious that she experienced no pain.
From then on, she understood the so-called pain.
Fortunately, Huahua was not strong enough at that time and the technique only lasted for a few breaths. Otherwise, she might have been torn to pieces by the sudden severe pain.
The orange light flashed, and another memory fragment replayed before my eyes.
In her prime, she turned a white jade flute and pushed open the door.
In the room is a Huahua who is almost the same age. She wears a pale pink dress and has a slim figure. Her skin is as smooth as gelatin, her lips are rosy, her nose is delicate, her eyebrows are delicate, and her only pair of dull eyes make her stunning appearance look dull. Go for five points.
Hearing the sound, Huahua came over and asked in surprise: "Why did you come out so quickly?"
"It's okay. Anyway, the evening banquet is in Zhuque City, and they will come out. Let's go to Yanxiang Tower quickly. I ordered a luxurious spiritual meal." With that, she took Huahua and walked out.
Huahua turned her head and glanced at her other hand and asked, "What are you holding in your hand? Keep spinning it."
"Jade flute."
"Birthday gift?"
"Well, it was a gift from my father." Shao Haoyue frowned slightly, "Why did he give me the flute? I'm not good at music."
(End of chapter)
