Yanyue Valley, inside the dense forest cave.
"Nascent Soul! Can I do it?" Ji Beichen was surprised and happy. If he could break through the Nascent Soul tonight, wouldn't he be able to form an elixir and transform into a baby this time in retreat? Can this really happen?
"Take this Soul-Calming Pill. Not only can it improve your cultivation, it can also calm your mind and calm your soul, and reduce the invasion of inner demons. This promotion of inner demons to the Nascent Soul is a big disaster." Wang Yuanting was promoted to the Nascent Soul realm not long ago. He is fully aware of the hardships involved.
Promotion to the Nascent Soul is an extremely dangerous matter. Countless monks in the Dan Formation stage have survived the thunder tribulation in the early stage of promotion, but in the end they were defeated by the inner demons, which directly led to the failure of the promotion to the Nascent Soul.
If the inner demons backfire, it will not only lead to the failure of promotion to Nascent Soul, but also the eventual death of many people. Therefore, the Soul-fixing Pill, which can reduce the invasion of inner demons, is a panacea that many monks in the pill formation stage want to compete for. It can be said that a pill is hard to find.
"This thing is too expensive, I..." Ji Beichen didn't pick it up. How could he let them treat him so well.
Ji Beichen hesitated, which made Wang Yuanting very unhappy: "What nonsense are you talking about! Why don't you accept Qingxi's thoughts?"
When Ji Beichen heard this, he no longer hesitated, and hurriedly took the Ding Ling Pill, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much, Ji will try my best."
"It's best like this." Wang Yuanting glanced at Ji Beichen angrily. He had better successfully transform into an infant, otherwise Shen Qingxi's efforts would be in vain.
Ji Beichen pursed his lips and smiled, obediently took the spirit pill, drank a large amount of water, wiped his mouth, and walked deeper into the Linghe River.
The cool river water flows gurglingly, touching everyone's heart and giving people a feeling of vitality.
Ji Beichen crossed his knees and sat in the middle of the Ling River, concentrating and holding his breath, gathering the endless stream of spiritual energy in the Ling River to one point, and then slowly moving it around the whole body, integrating it with his own true energy.
In this way, the abundant spiritual energy in Linghe was continuously absorbed by Ji Beichen. I don't know how long it took, but Ji Beichen was in a trance and was invited by Linghe to break into Linghe's illusion...
The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and an elegant woman in white, Tingting, stood under the tree, looking at the scattered petals on the roadside in trance.
A man in black robes opened his palms, and it was unclear how he acted, urging his spiritual power to create a whirlwind, blowing up the petals on the ground.
The petals are flying in the air and falling like rain. The woman looked at Hua Yu blankly, her eyes were starry, and she said sadly: "The petals move and fall with the wind, and the same is true for your and my feelings."
"Hmph!" The man snorted coldly. He never believed in fate, and the things he did along the way were not life-saving, but he didn't want to sacrifice anyone's life in vain.
Immediately, he argued stubbornly: "My feelings are in my own hands. I have never been in control of myself here!"
The woman smiled bitterly and looked at the petals falling on her palm. After a long time, she finally made up her mind and said: "You are right, I am obsessed. This is my own choice, and I leave my daughter to you..."
The man opened his mouth, but no words of retention came out. He looked at the beautiful figure gradually going away, feeling the pain of not saying it in his heart.
But he couldn't show any sadness because he still had to take care of their daughter - Yan Yueli!
Silent tears fell from her cheeks. The young Yan Yueli was hiding behind the bluestone by the Linghe River. At the age of eight, she had not yet tasted the pain of separation.
But she knew that it would be difficult for her mother to come back once she left, and her lonely father was her only support...
"Daddy..." Yan Yueli cried and fell into Yan Wugui's arms, crying so hard that it made people feel heartbroken.
Yan Wugui picked up Yan Yueli, pointed in the direction of Jiujie Mountain, and said to Yan Yueli: "Following this spiritual river, you will find Jiujie Mountain where your mother is. When you grow up, you can go there. Find her."
Yan Yueli stopped crying, raised her little face, nodded firmly, and silently recorded her father's words in her heart: Nine Tribulations Mountain! She will definitely go!
Ji Beichen felt extremely painful. This was the fragment of Linghe's memory of Yan Yueli. The scene just now happened to be the scene where Uncle Xi Yue and Sect Master Yan, their father and daughter, separated.
The illusion is still continuing. At this time, Yan Wugui has returned to Yan Yuezong. Yan Yueli, who is only eight years old by the Linghe River, is still looking towards the direction of Jiujie Mountain reluctantly, unwilling to leave.
Ji Beichen lovingly held eight-year-old Yan Yueli in his arms. Eight-year-old Yan Yueli seemed to notice something and looked at Ji Beichen behind him blankly, but there was still nothing.
"Xiyanhua, Xiyanhua, when do you think my mother will come back?" Yan Yueli squatted by the river, her little mouth pouted, and talked to Xiyanhua.
Although the elegant sunset flowers are not as gorgeous as the peonies, they are still elegant and delicate. However, in front of the bright Yan Yueli, they are still inferior. She is really more beautiful than flowers at a young age.
In fact, it was understandable that Xi Yue was forced to leave Yan Yueli, but she was too young to accept it for a while.
"Don't be sad, Li'er, you will see her again in ten years." Ji Beichen couldn't help but murmured relief in a low voice, but he knew that he was just a bystander, and people in the illusion could not sense him.
"Achen..."
A childish female voice interrupted Ji Beichen's thoughts, and the villain in front of him actually called him "Achen".
"Achen, if you were my mother, would you leave me alone?"
"Achen, if you were a mother, would you leave me alone?" Eight-year-old Yan Yueli asked Ji Beichen timidly, raising her delicate little face.
"Maybe I won't..." Ji Beichen couldn't give a definite answer. He had never thought about this question, let alone how to answer it.
"If you are like her, Li'er will blame you for the rest of your life. Can you bear it?" Yan Yueli's voice became decisive. These words did not seem to be spoken by an eight-year-old child, which surprised Ji Beichen.
"Li'er, this is not you!" Ji Beichen knew clearly that Yan Yueli never held any grudge against her mother in his heart. He did not believe that the child in front of him was Yan Yueli.
"How do you know there is no hatred in my heart? Doesn't Ah Chen have any complaints about the Cangxu Sect in his heart?" Eight-year-old Yan Yueli turned his back. His small back was thin and frail, which made people feel sour after looking at it.
"I admit that I have it. After all, I am not a saint, haha..." Ji Beichen smiled bitterly. Sadness and helplessness surged into his heart at this moment. This was the most aggrieved side of his heart. He Never shown to others.
"Really? We are not saints, why should we wrong ourselves? Listen to the voices in your heart, how charming and sincere they are!" At this time, "Yan Yueli" is no longer the Yan Yueli that Ji Beichen knew, but him The darkness deep inside can even be said to be the most terrifying inner demon.
"My inner demon, thank you for your hard work. It must be very tiring to hide it so deeply..." Ji Beichen tried to put his hand on "Yan Yueli"'s thin shoulder. He didn't expect that his inner demon actually turned out to be... It would turn into Yan Yueli's appearance, which made him unable to do anything.
"Hypocrite! Don't touch me!" A small hand knocked Ji Beichen's big hand off, "Yan Yueli" lost her temper angrily, quietly venting her grievances over the years: "You don't even know how difficult it is for me, Even the demonic energy that the witch put into your body cannot infect your awe-inspiring righteousness. You will never know how hard I have worked and how wronged I have been..."
"Yan Yueli" started to sob as he spoke. His thin shoulders shrank and seemed to be really crying, but how could the inner demon cry like that?
"I..." Ji Beichen was at a loss because of his inner demon. It sounded like a compliment. Why did she say it so miserably? Is it so aggrieved to think of her own inner demon?
"Of course I feel aggrieved. I feel suffocated coexisting with such a wooden head like you!" The inner demon roared angrily and gradually changed its appearance. Ji Beichen could only see its back, which looked a bit similar to his own. Very similar.
"Feel sorry......"
Ji Beichen's apology was actually for himself. His life has not been easy these years. On the contrary, after falling off a cliff and losing his memory, his life has become much easier. At least he does not have to bear the title of closed disciple of the leader of Xuhai and can live as freely as he wants. The way you like it.
Ji Beichen's heart felt really warm when he thought about the time he spent with Yan Yueli during that time. With this "sorry", the troubled inner demon returned to his "Yan Yueli" appearance.
"Achen, I'm leaving, please take care." The childish voice sounded again, "Yan Yueli" turned around and looked at Ji Beichen in front of her, smiling so sweetly that it melted Ji Beichen's heart... .
Wang Yuanting on the river bank breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Ji Beichen's ascension to Nascent Soul should be stable this time. However, it was the first time that he was so calm when he saw that he had overcome his inner demons, and even smiled from the bottom of his heart. It was really incredible.
"He is very special." Yan Wugui slowly opened his eyes, his golden brown eyes shining with joy.
This light was something Wang Yuanting had never seen before, but he had to admit that Ji Beichen was different: "Indeed, he is indeed special. No one can escape the torture of inner demons."
"As expected of a child taught by Xuhai, Li'er has good vision. There's nothing I can do to stop him."
Yan Wugui smiled. After a night of adjusting his breath, his body was no longer seriously injured. However, during this period of time, he had to stay in seclusion for cultivation, and the affairs of the sect had to be left to Wei Yousi and the others to worry about.
"Don't worry, Sect Master, if that kid escapes, my disciples will catch him!" Wang Yuanting's tough attitude is quite similar to Yan Wugui.
"Thank you for your hard work. I can rest assured that Li'er will be protected by your brother!" It was the first time Yan Wugui said such tender words to Wang Yuanting. In fact, he had long regarded Wang Yuanting as his son. However, due to his status as the sect leader, he had always regarded Wang Yuanting as his son. Unspoken.
"Master..." Wang Yuanting's eyes were red. He was not a person who was good at expressing emotions, but he always knew that Yan Wugui treated him differently from other disciples.
Yan Wugui had not heard this title for a long time. He remembered that when Xi Yue was there, this kid was following them, saying "Master" and "Master's Wife" constantly.
Since Xi Yue left, Wang Yuanting has grown fond of him, and his "master" has been replaced by "sect master". Unknowingly, in the past ten years, Wang Yuanting has become the sole guardian of the sect.
"How about you and Xi'er's marriage being arranged together with Li'er? One marriage at a time will make me feel better." Yan Wugui said it very passionately. As his children grew up, he suddenly felt that he was getting old too. .
Tears of excitement burst into his eyes. Wang Yuanting nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay!"
