Chapter 822 Dusty Memories
"Master."
Seeing Lin Mu climb onto the deserted pillar, Xia Sheng opened her eyes, woke up from her practice, and said happily.
Yunfeng next to him also looked happy, as if he had gained a lot of benefits from being in the deserted pillar this time.
"Um."
Lin Mu nodded, feeling a little weird inside.
On the other ninety-nine pillars, the people who were originally on the pillars were sent out by Huanglong and replaced by the ninety-nine geniuses it chose.
But why are Xia Sheng and Yun Feng still on the deserted pillar?
Others around him laughed even more when they saw it.
This desolate dragon didn't pay much attention to Lin Mu. He even forgot to send the people on the desolate pillar away.
You must know that the energy contained in each wild pillar is limited. The more people on it, the less energy each person can absorb.
However, Lin Mu had no time to think about this.
When both of his feet landed on the desolate pillars, his whole mind suddenly shook, and then an unexpected pain suddenly came, as if to tear his mind apart.
"ah……"
This change was too sudden.
After the others climbed into Huangzhu, they could still talk and laugh, why was he like this?
broken.
Crazy broken.
Lin Mu felt that his soul was rapidly shattering, and he screamed in pain in his mind.
Then, time and space stopped, and deep in the memory, a strange scene suddenly bloomed.
In a valley surrounded by rivers, there is a quiet bamboo house.
In the bamboo building, there sat a woman in white clothes, with black hair like a waterfall, and picturesque eyebrows, holding a three-year-old boy tenderly.
boom!
Lin Mu's mind felt like it was struck by lightning, and he started to tremble violently.
A bitter emotion filled his heart, and he couldn't help but shed tears.
The woman in white is none other than his mother Shen Beijun.
And that little boy felt extremely familiar to him, and he could already guess who it was.
Suddenly, the heaven and earth shook.
Shen Beijun seemed to sense something, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Little Mu Mu, sleep here obediently. Mom, go out for a while and you'll be back soon."
Putting the little boy on the bed, she walked out of the bamboo building and stood in the open space outside.
The next moment, a terrifying golden hand suddenly fell from the sky.
"Shen Beilu, you witch, how dare you covet the reincarnation of the demon lord and ruin the master's plan. Now the master will give you death."
Boom!
A cold and majestic voice came from the big golden hand, and then the big golden hand shot directly towards Shen Beijun.
"Hahahaha, my fate is up to me."
Facing the golden hand, Shen Beijun changed his previous gentle image and showed his unparalleled heroic appearance. Although she is a woman, she laughs more boldly than a man.
"One breath generates ten thousand dharma, Hunyuan destroys the universe, break it for me."
Suddenly, Shen Beilu turned into a shocking purple energy, soared into the sky, and collided with the big golden hand.
boom!
The golden hand that could hold the sun and the moon was shattered by Shen Beijun's collision.
"Well, Shen Beijun, Ganzhu's Qiankun wick was stolen by you as expected. It's so powerful."
There was a hint of anger in the voice.
In the sky, although the big golden hand was broken, more terrifying energy began to brew, and golden lightning began to wander through the void.
Shen Beijun didn't look up anymore. He landed on the ground again and returned to the bamboo tower.
The little boy was not sleeping. He saw the situation outside clearly, and immediately showed fear and worry in his eyes: "Mother..."
Her face was soft, and before he could say anything, she kissed the little boy gently on his forehead.
The expression on the little boy's face suddenly disappeared, he became peaceful, his breathing became even, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Then, Shen Beilu looked at the sky again and saw that the golden lightning was getting denser and denser. He did not dare to stop any longer, and his figure once again turned into a rainbow and flew towards the sky.
"I've traveled ninety thousand miles to Penglai. Don't look for her, don't miss her, don't miss her."
Sweeping into the sky, she let out a long roar and then disappeared.
After she disappeared, what she said turned into a piece of light bamboo-colored paper and floated towards the bamboo building.
However, just as the light bamboo-colored paper was about to fall into the bamboo building, a black wind suddenly blew by, blowing the paper to an unknown direction.
Immediately afterwards, a man in black with an unclear face landed.
He glanced at the little boy on the bed with complicated eyes, and then suddenly stretched out his finger and drew a symbol on the little boy's eyebrows.
Then his expression became weird, and he said with a weird smile: "This little guy's body is really a complete waste. It's interesting. Shen Beilu's son is actually a peerless waste? Haha, Shen Beilu, you What kind of trick are you playing?”
"However, I will seal your son's memory today. I believe things will become more interesting in the future."
As he said that, he looked at the sky with deep hatred in his eyes: "When this child's memory is broken one day, the sky will be stained with blood."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure spread out like water bubbles and disappeared into thin air.
"No wonder I don't have any memory of my mother. It turns out that my memory before I was three years old was sealed by someone."
Lin Mu's heart was filled with ups and downs.
The child's memory before he was three years old is already vague, and since it was sealed, it is understandable that he cannot remember a single bit.
However, the impact of this scene in his memory was too great, and his doubts only increased.
Who is the leader? Who is the Demon Lord?
Ganzhu, why do you want to attack your mother?
And who is the man in black behind him, what is the purpose of those actions, why are his memories sealed, and what do the subsequent words mean?
There were too many doubts, but they did not make Lin Mu shrink back. Instead, they made him want to strengthen himself and uncover those mysterious and unknown mists.
Buzz!
However, at the moment when his memory was broken, time and space suddenly stopped.
Almost at the same time, golden light suddenly appeared above the barren mountain,
The familiar scene in my three-year-old memory appeared again.
A big golden hand appeared out of the sky and slapped Lin Mu.
The aura of power contained in this big golden hand completely surpassed Lin Mu's understanding of power, and even the rules of the Yunhuang world were ineffective against it.
Martial Lords and Martial Saints are nothing compared to this golden hand.
It seems that it represents the true way of heaven and is the master of all living things.
Faced with such an existence, Lin Mu did not have to resist, because any resistance would be futile and meaningless.
However, just when the golden hand was about to attack Lin Mu, the giant black dragon on the barren mountain appeared again and wrapped its hand tightly around it, preventing it from attacking Lin Mu.
Obviously, this black dragon is out of reach for ordinary creatures, but compared to the golden hand, it is obviously not enough.
The big golden hand was just slightly startled before it was blown away.
But this moment of obstruction brought Lin Mu life.
Deep in Lin Mu's sea of consciousness, in the memory area that had been sealed, a burst of purple energy suddenly shot out.
