"I forgot." Ning Xia murmured, with a sadness on her face that even she couldn't explain.
With her eyes confused and mixed with some uneasy emotion, she said to herself again as if she was searching her heart: "I forgot."
The ice at the bottom of my heart has been shattered, revealing the shadowy shadow inside. But with only this layer, it is still difficult to touch the inside.
Ningxia could feel the depression, anxiety and hesitation in her heart, which were not in line with her main consciousness, but they were definitely a part of her.
That emotion seemed to have fermented and grown under the long-term confinement into a force that could not be ignored, clamoring to break free and see the light of day again.
It's a pity... it's not enough. no.
That force seemed gentle, but in reality it was overbearing. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not break free from the barrier.
Ningxia just felt uncomfortable and desperately wanted to find an outlet to vent the burning fire in her heart, otherwise Ningxia felt that she might be suffocated to death.
"Chi—" The voice was very soft, but the flame was very blazing.
In addition to showing it to True Lord Yuan Heng, Ningxia showed his flame openly and openly for the first time.
Ning Xia had summoned the flame in her body before. Even before she was conscious and used the flames for her own use, she followed her instincts and drove the true fire to preserve her fragile life.
And as her connection with the true spiritual fire within her body deepened, it was unclear whether it was the infiltration of the flame or whether she was really being gradually assimilated by the flame. Ningxia seems to be gradually accepting this flame of unknown origin but deeply connected with her to become a part of her body's origin.
Now she uses the true spirit flame in her body like arms and fingers, just like waving the spiritual power that belongs to her.
"When did you know about it?" Ning Xia asked confusedly.
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Of course, a large part of the reason why they don't like to go out is because of the harsh habitat conditions. Although the rumors outside are a bit exaggerated, saying that they "will not stop unless it is a sycamore tree, they will not eat anything but a bamboo tree, and they will not drink unless it is a sweet spring spring", the fact is that they all prefer sycamore trees, like to eat spiritual bamboo and spiritual rice, and even more like sweet spring water. But others are barely acceptable to them...well, the acceptance level is not high anyway.
This point has been ridiculed by the Dragon Clan and some other ethnic groups for many years, but they can never forget it.
Although Yue is a phoenix bird with a somewhat special origin and has left his hometown, his obsession with the sycamore tree is engraved in his bones.
Everything else is easy to find. There was only the Wutong Spirit Tree. He searched everywhere he could go but couldn't find one.
What he wanted to pursue couldn't be found, and his tribe couldn't go back. He was wandering around and couldn't even find a suitable place to stay. For Yue, his wandering seemed to be endless.
Yue didn't think it was anything. Maybe this was fate's punishment for betraying his relatives, friends, tribe, and his hometown. This was what he deserved.
But the wandering night was too cold and too lonely. No matter how long he flew, he couldn't warm himself up a little, so he could only keep flying.
Just when the phoenix named Yue thought it would last forever, he found the cave where Wutong was and found Wutong.
This sycamore tree standing strong in a foreign land brought countless good sleep dreams to Yue, those sweet memories, and the beautiful past - as if nothing had happened yet.
In fact, Yue is not that greedy for comfort. He even avoids all kinds of comforts as if he is intentionally punishing himself, but he cannot refuse the soft dream. That has been the only way he has been able to see the light in these years.
In this way, he became familiar with this sycamore tree, and the number of visits increased.
And this was also the beginning of the friendship between Yue and this sycamore tree. It started very simply, just two lonely creatures holding a salary to keep warm.
For Yue, he just wants to find a quiet place to rest. Then he met Wutong, who was also lonely. Yue felt that he saw himself in this sycamore tree, equally lonely and longing, but had to accept the reality of being bound.
He pitied Wutong as much as he pitied himself.
But in the eyes of the spiritual tree named Wutong, it was different. It knew that it might have deviated from the path.
Wutong, who was born and destined to embark on the path of divinity, never thought that one day he would be contaminated by the seven emotions and six desires that only mortals have.
Although it is said that everything in the world has feelings, this "emotion" also has different shades.
Like demons, they are born with weak emotions but strong strength. Therefore, they are born with a high starting point, but their path to cultivation is more bumpy and difficult than other races. Because no matter how powerful they are, they are just a shriveled cultivation machine, and lack of understanding means that they are destined to be difficult to crack.
However, when they truly understand it, they will give birth to unreasonable obsessions. If they are not followed properly, their obsessions will turn into invisible murder weapons and bury themselves.
Another example is human beings. Although they can be said to be the weakest at birth among all the races on the continent, in terms of emotions they are considered giants compared to other races - both theoretically and practically. Their emotions are so abundant that they can even be subdivided into seven emotions and six desires, and their souls are so delicate that they can be divided into three souls and six souls. It is recognized that they are naturally affectionate.
Spirits and monsters are probably the most "ruthless" type in the biological system of the world of cultivation. Ruthlessness is not their characteristic, but their attribute.
They are so pathetic that they don’t even understand what emotion is.
Perhaps God is really fair, giving them natural divinity and arranging the smoothest path to success for them, but it takes away their ability to feel emotions.
Without an entry point, they may never experience such vivid emotions in their lives, and Wutong is one of them.
If there are no accidents, it will successfully embark on the only destined path like its countless predecessors, complete this long road of promotion without any trouble, and ascend to the upper world.
But Wutong encountered its destined disaster. The other party taught it the existence of emotions and also taught it to fall into the prison of lust.
It felt like it was probably sick.
Because I don't know when its sight began to fall from the vast world to the narrow place in front of it, and fell on a fixed creature.
Although it still longs to see the outside world, going outside is no longer its obsession because it sees something else in its eyes.
At that time, Wutong didn't know that this was the feeling of emotion, that it was truly moved.
Another example is human beings. Although they can be said to be the weakest at birth among all the races on the continent, they are considered to be giants compared to other races emotionally - both theoretically and practically.
