The god of death restrained his murderous intent, and my broken divine thoughts were absorbed by the Tai Chi Bagua. As the yin and yang rooted each other, they were re-organized, and the broken divine thought fragments were recombined with a new phantom of the soul.

This phantom of soul is blurred and indistinguishable.

Wearing purple robes, white jade as a crown, and wearing cloud boots, the divine light lingers all over his body.

Seeing this dress, I immediately remembered the man in white mentioned by Song Jue, which was what she thought of my past life.

They are all wearing purple clothes and white jade crown.

My heart was extremely excited. Could it be that what Song Jue said was true? The man in white in her story was my previous life?

I was completely shocked, forgot about death and forgot where I was.

I tried to search for memories of my past life, but no matter how hard I tried, there was no clue.

The soul has been broken into pieces, and now my consciousness comes from the feedback from the Dragon Spirit of the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

At this time, the ice of consciousness has been lifted, and the dragon spirit appears on the sea as a witness.

What is broken is my soul, but the Bagua diagram condenses the soul phantom of a strange man in white.

As time passed, the face of the man in white gradually became clearer.

It is 70 to 80% similar to me, and it also has a dragon face with the sun horns that penetrate the sky. Its face is like a crown and jade, and its divine eyes are as vague as the emperor's son descends to the north.

But he has no expression.

Although there was a divine light flowing in his eyes, he did not stop for anyone, and could not see his eyes clearly, so he could not understand his thoughts.

It gives people a feeling of being both profound and confused.

Depth comes from the imperial dignity of a man in white, while confusion refers to his divine thoughts.

Seeing this, I felt something in my heart.

It’s not that I forgot the memories of my previous life, it’s that he wiped out his own memories with his own hands.

The man's figure landed from the air, and the Tai Chi diagram was taken into his body, but the Bagua symbols had already flowed around his body.

Heaven and earth, mountains, sun and moon, stars, rivers, wind and lightning...

The Bagua symbols intersect each other, and all the natural phenomena flow into the body.

Only when I saw him did I understand what a real adult was.

There are people living in the world, isn’t this the person you mean?

At this moment, the whole ghost was silent.

My broken soul blocked the sword of the God of Death. Xie Liunian, Dean Yan and the others have successfully escaped from the ghost creature.

Seventy thousand warriors, speechless.

Gradually, it seemed as if I no longer existed, only the man in white and the God of Death stood opposite each other.

"It seems that you really forgot everything." Death sighed.

"Those who exist are all illusions, and the eternal will eventually be broken. All things in the world and colorful colors are just blinded people's hearts." The man in white said lightly.

"If it were all phantoms, why did you appear in front of me?"

The man in white was silent and frowned, as if thinking about why he appeared.

"Do you know what is the power of death?" asked Death.

“What is it?”

"The strongest power of the god of death is called forgetting, but it can awaken the memories of the dead souls during their lifetime. I know you have forgotten everything, but it doesn't matter. Soon you will understand who you are!"

After speaking, the god of death turned around.

As the light and shadow changed, the black fog enveloped her whole body.

By the time the black fog was gone, Death had already changed into a brand new makeup.

Without the Chicken Feather, Black Gold Skeleton Armor.

There are no more flags on my back.

There was no skeleton mask on his face and he changed into a black veil.

Now she is wearing a black wizard sacrificial robe and naked and white feet.

Her figure is graceful and slender, and her body is graceful and boneless.

The power of the god of death has disappeared, and now she is the witch of Chu who has emerged from history.

I once promised the Bone Dragon that in the future, I would use the Nine Times to help the God of Death regain her lost divine character and re-deem her god.

But when I saw her in front of me, I suddenly woke up.

Shao Siming's divine nature was not lost, but was banned by the God of Death in the depths of his memory.

If she wants, she can be reborn as Shao Siming at any time.

"Sing a song with you, please listen to me!"

After speaking, the god of death hangs barefoot in the air and dances gracefully.

The black hair is dyed ink. The wide sleeves are flowing, like a fairy or spiritual.

It seems like the light clouds covering the moon, and it floats like the flowing wind returning to the snow.

The ink-colored clothes are like a flowing cloud of ink.

But in a thick ink, it exudes thousands of charms.

It is like an ink lotus, blooming silently in the darkness, extremely sad and breathtaking.

I have seen the sword dance of Mrs. Gongsun in Pei Min’s tomb. When Mrs. Gongsun dances around, she is so ethereal and beautiful.

However, compared with the dance of the Death God in front of him, it still lost a little bit of charm.

Gongsun belongs to the human world. What you see in front of you belongs to the gods.

As the God of Death danced, a clear song sounded melodiously like broken jade.

The auspicious day is good, and the peace is happy and the emperor is the emperor;

The long sword and the jade ears are stroking, and the singing is swaying;

The jade mat is the jade ridge. The sword is the best to hold the Qiongfang;

The orchids are steamed and the orchids are borrowed, and the osmanthus wine is boiled and the pepper slurry is laid;

The drums are sing and the singing is scattered and the festival is scattered and the song is peaceful;

Chen Yuse Xihao advocated...

The Qing Song of Death is the lyrics of the Nine Songs. Donghuang Taiyi.

Among the nine songs of the gods, Donghuang Taiyi is indescribable to be an existence that is almost like Tao, so no one can understand his divine nature.

When people worship him, they didn't know what kind of requests they should make, so they could only use all their good wishes to worship the Creator God who created the Nine Songs myth.

In fact, not to mention being a secular person, even if he is the King of Jiuge, who has ever seen him?

This can be proved from the words that God of Death said just now. Even she had doubted whether there was a venerable god in the world.

Mortals worship Donghuang Taiyi, but Taiyi will not respond.

What if the gods came to sing and presided over this sacrificial ceremony?

The song of Death is full of sorrow, like crying, like complaining, like resentment and admiration.

She was using her singing to interpret her loneliness for two thousand years, and she was also using her singing to express her dissatisfaction with the supreme god Donghuang Taiyi.

After all, until the fall of the gods of Jiuge, this supreme god never appeared.

The song ended. The man in white still looked confused.

The expression of death gradually became cold, and I saw a trace of despair in her eyes.

"Aren't you him?" asked Death.

The man in white seemed to have not heard of it and did not respond.

"Who are you?"

"I have forgotten everything." said the man in white.

"Are there any memories in this world that cannot even awaken the God of Death?" God of Death asked unwillingly.

"After you become a great way, all memories will be cleared."

"Since all memories have been cleared, why do you appear here?"

The man in white was stunned again, silent for a moment, and turned to look at me.

Youyou looked at it for a long time and said, "He is my cause and effect. I came for him."

"Who is he?" asked the God of Death.

"I have no idea."

"If you don't know, how can you say that he is your cause and effect?"

"The heaven and earth are vast, and there is no way to stop. The sun and the moon cycle, and it will start over and over again."

The man in white did not give a positive answer, but read a prophecy recorded on the Tuibei Picture.

After reading, the man suddenly shook his body and showed a sudden enlightenment.

The divine light in my eyes no longer flowed, but was firmly fixed on me.

"I understand, I am the person of the past, he is the person of the future!"

He said, walking towards me.

It coincides with my body and turns into a vast and endless torrent of divine thoughts, pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Where can my sea of ​​consciousness withstand such a powerful impact of divine thoughts? It collapsed instantly. The sea of ​​consciousness collapsed, and my people completely fainted...
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