"Yang Jian……"

His brows were slightly frowned, but his fingertips, which manifested like silver light, froze when they were about to press down on the young man's figure.Immortal Yuding suddenly realized that this is not real, but in the memory fragments of Yang Jian's soul and sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a fact that actually happened and existed in Yang Jian's memory.And such fragments of memory are broken and scattered in the sea of ​​consciousness, disorganized and full of cracks.

Taoism is mysterious, and the raft of the human body and the sea of ​​consciousness are also infinitely mysterious.Even with the insight of this immortal, it is difficult to exhaust it.What's more, compared to creation, evolution and maintenance, destruction and destruction are undoubtedly more convenient for this sword master who has obtained the swordsmanship of heaven and earth.

Heaven and Earth Kendo scored ten points, and Tongtian Sect Master scored seven points.Not only because of the powerful killing power of Zhu Xian's Four Swords, but also because of the rare weapons in the world, which are difficult to break easily.It is also because the Shaoqing leader can use this to reorganize the earth, water, wind, and fire, and then reproduce the world.As the saying goes, one sword breaks ten thousand dharmas, one sword creates the world, and it should be so.

The exercises inherited from the oldest and noble gods in the world are infinitely useful, but Master Poor Jade Cauldron has a long time and memory, but he has never done such delicate work as repairing the sea of ​​​​soul and consciousness.

Never before, such emotional touch.

This Kunlun Shangxian, who has witnessed the changes of time and time, has already spent his temper in the endless loneliness before setting foot in this world as a human body.Whether it is the impetuousness that belongs to another time and space, or the emotions and fears that the human soul should have, they all seem to become indifferent and not very important.

Until he entered Yang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness, the spiritual body manifested by the gathering of souls seemed to be infected and changed by the ubiquitous remaining emotions that belonged to the owner of the damaged sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, amidst the memory fragments of what actually happened and what his only disciple experienced, Master Yuding suddenly had such a moment of enlightenment.It may not be a simple project to restore these damaged memory fragments.

Although this is inherently a huge, difficult and complicated process.

"Who are you?"

The next moment, Qinglingling's voice sounded from this space, and a Taoist in feather clothes and crane cloak appeared in front of Yang Jian.His eyes were cold, yet seemingly, with a bit of unnoticed warmth and concern.

Master Yuding looked at all this seemingly calmly, like a passerby and bystander who couldn't be more quiet and responsible.In the question-and-answer room between the Taoist man and the young man Yang Jian, he stood quietly aside.

It's just that the scattered silver hair is flying around, showing that the state of the Kunlun Shangxian Yuanshen is not peaceful.Of course he knew what happened in this scene of memory fragments.He knew better that the Taoist in the feather-clothed crane cloak was himself.

It is the self in Yang Jian's memory, but not the real self.It's just because this seemingly cold and caring Taoist image is just what Yang Jian thought in his heart, the appearance that his master Yuding Daoist should have.

Look at the mountain is a mountain, look at the mountain is not a mountain, look at the mountain is still a mountain.Different people have different views on the same thing.And what remains in their memory is usually what they think it is in their hearts.

"Tough mouth and soft heart? Poor expression?"

Slowly and hesitantly uttering these few words, Master Yuding never imagined that this was his only apprentice's evaluation of him in his heart.

The summer insects are indescribable. The world may envy the gods for their longevity and long-sightedness, but they don't know that the long and lonely time may not be a gift.Not to mention that the prosperous and impetuous descendants of the ten-foot soft red are suddenly placed in some kind of closed and lonely time and space.

This kind of torture is enough to make any normal soul go crazy for a long time.No matter how much emotion there is, it will fade away.

Therefore, when facing Yang Jian, the only disciple, at the beginning, Master Yuding didn't have too many disturbances in his heart.Even faintly, there was some kind of resistance.

The will of heaven has always been difficult to ask. The will of heaven and earth in this world, which is called the law by the gods and immortals, is more variable than his fate. Outsiders from the time and space of later generations are always vigilant and repulsive.Probably this is also why, only after relying on the enlightenment of Pangu's authentic leader Yuqing, he was able to transform into a human form.

But this is obviously just the beginning. Now that he has become a disciple of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun and one of the Twelve Immortals, Daoist Yuding.It means that he also took over the cause and effect that belonged to Master Yuding, and embarked on the path arranged by the will of heaven and earth.

Once, at least when he accepted Yang Jian, he was unable to resist it.Yang Jian is destined to be his disciple, and perhaps will be his only disciple.

But now, Daoist Yuding suddenly became curious about the law of heaven that is everywhere but seems to be non-existent.Just like being in a long river, the direction is already fixed.As a creature in the river, whether you like it or not, you will unknowingly go with the flow and follow the trend.

To get rid of such a restrained state, in addition to great determination and courage, it also requires a strong and unscrupulous strength.

This is also why, the real Yuding, who is obviously indifferent and does not associate himself with this world, will improve his practice all the time since the day he turned into a human body.Nearly tens of millions of years of retreat and painstaking practice, even a group of immortals who have explained teachings, are not without shock in their hearts.

It's just because Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun's family has a great career and has always been generous to his disciples, and all kinds of magic weapons have extraordinary origins.This also makes people like Daoist Taiyi, etc., not very concerned about the practice.

After a long time, seeing the broken scene, this piece of memory belonging to Yang Jian turned into spots of light, which obediently settled on his fingertips.Master Yuding raised his eyebrows suddenly, and almost murmured:

"If this is what you wish, then so be it."

No matter how they got along in the past, they didn't care about this disciple.If he could wake up again, then he might not mind, and be the master Yang Jian wanted.

In the past, Master Yuding never abused or hated the existence of Yang Jian, a disciple, but he never cared about him either.It's just that I don't care.

But such a real person in Yuding, after seeing what Yang Jian thought he was, didn't mind caring a little more for the only disciple as he imagined.

A trace of unknowing softness flashed in his eyes, the kung fu was running and he clicked on a piece of memory in the sea of ​​consciousness. Master Yuding vaguely flashed such a thought, but he thought so.

It seems... It is not a bad thing to have a disciple.

So, you're bound to get better.

Jian... son...

The author has something to say:

Tiandao said, I know you are a great outsider, so I will imprison you for tens of millions of years first.Want to survive?OK, follow my path

Yuding real person said that as a time traveler, once he leaves his mobile phone and computer and returns to the Yuanshi society, he can't bear without internet or wifi.

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