If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

"Cough cough."

"I'm feeling a little unwell."

"I'm also a little weak. It seems I still can't rush things."

"The last backlash is the best example."

"Although the two-way communication is useful, the tacit understanding required is still too high."

"If you are not careful, you will suffer backlash."

Ji Mo stood outside the bamboo building, holding a teacup, and looked at the sky silently.

The weather is getting colder, and it has been a month since the competition.

Nothing important happened during this period.

Even the expected internal strife in the Fang family or the Ji family did not show any signs.

“This kind of peace is so beautiful.”

At the end of the season, looking at the setting sun in the sky, I couldn't help but sigh.

In a month, Lin Miaomiao also reached the peak of the first level.

The speed of the upgrade was so fast that it was a bit jaw-dropping at the end of the season.

"Maybe this is talent."

"Given time, Lin Miaomiao's talent will surely lead her out of Baishui Mountain and into the human world."

During this month, he rarely talked with Qing Yuan.

Do not you know why.

Qing Yuan rarely appears in the sea of consciousness at the end of the season.

Like a wild cat that went out to play, she was never found again.

"When was the last time you spoke?"

"It seems that I just recovered from my rest. Qing Yuan asked me to practice [Impermanence] more."

Ji Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea is fragrant, but not as delicious as the one brewed by Kun Ling.

"[Impermanence]?"

As for my final trump card, I rarely practice it at the end of the season, or I have very little time to practice it.

【Impermanence】cannot be revealed to the outside world; it is an absolutely secret killer move.

If you want to train, you can only practice in the recording space of the [Book of Destiny].

But for some reason, even after Qing Yuan's reminder, Ji Mo always found excuses to refuse to practice.

"Why is this?"

"Maybe it comes from fear." After carefully reading Wang Ji's notes these days, he felt the horror of being possessed by another body.

"A consciousness completely different from my own slowly awakens from my body."

"Continuously influence yourself until you can control your body later."

"Kill the consciousness that originally existed."

"It's chilling to see people who were once alive disappear like this."

"Could it be that Wang Ji felt this way back then?"

I can't help but imagine the end of the season.

Of course, this is something that can never be figured out.

Wang Ji, who witnessed this firsthand, has long since passed away.

His only remaining record is also in the Book of Destiny.

No matter how much he summoned it, it was nothing more than a puppet that had already lost its consciousness.

At the end of the season, he swallowed the tea again.

The warm water flowed through the throat, dissipating some of the chill brought by the autumn wind.

He smiled hoarsely.

"Why do you think so much?"

"If that's the case, what can we do?"

"Can I escape? Can I escape the being who can see through my consciousness?" "Almost everything I have now is thanks to her."

"Whether it's [Impermanence], or the [Red Flame Spear] from Wang Ji, not to mention the [Water Curtain] that was exchanged for the [Fire of Separation] researched by Qing Yuan."

"Even my mental skills all come from the [Retreat Secret] given by Qing Yuan."

"I've long since lost my way."

A faint sigh at the end of the season.

After the competition ended, things became less busy and my thoughts gradually became freer at the end of the season.

Things about Qing Yuan kept flooding into his mind.

The sun has already set.

Stars twinkle from the sky.

At the end of the season, look up at the sky and see the stars shining brightly.

"I just hope it can wait until I get my revenge."

"At that time, being possessed didn't seem like a bad thing."

At the end of the season, I drank the remaining tea in one gulp.

Under the erosion of time, the tea has long since gone cold.

The cold tea fell into his stomach.

I want to extinguish the anger in my heart.

Ji Mo returned to the living room and saw Lin Miaomiao who was already sitting in a chair waiting for him.

He smiled slightly.

"You don't have to wait for me next time, just eat first."

Lin Miaomiao responded with a smile.

"Master, I'm not hungry."

Ji Mo knew that this was her way of wording and didn't say anything else.

Ji Mo sat opposite Lin Miaomiao and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"Eat."

"okay."

"No practice tonight, go to bed early."

"it is good."

The two of them ended today's communication with a few words.

Ji Mo picked up the teacup, returned to his room, and looked out the window at the moon hanging high in the sky.

White light fell from there, covering the ground with a layer of white gauze.

A cool breeze blew in from outside the house, bringing coolness.

Outside the door that was not closed at the end of the season.

Lin Miaomiao watched secretly.

The moonlight illuminates the side of Ji Mo's face, while the other end is covered in shadow.

The melancholy of the past seemed to have long disappeared from his thin cheeks.

There seemed to be some reluctance and some relief in the frown on his face.

"It's okay, everything will pass, Master."

As you gradually become proficient in using the two-way communication, it can also be used as a mental method.

The two people are close together and can be used as long as there is connection.

The speed of cultivation is much faster than [Jingyuan Jue].

"Wait for me, Master. I can help you with your burden soon."

After cleaning up the dishes, Lin Miaomiao came to the Lingtan.

The backlash from the past few days caused a pause at the end of the season, but Lin Miaomiao did not intend to do so.

She started practicing too late and must work hard to catch up.

No matter what the cost, I must grow up in the shortest possible time to the point where I can help the young master.

Being impatient for success does not come without a price. Even with talent, the upgrade speed is too exaggerated.

The rapid expansion of the meridians will make Lin Miaomiao feel uncomfortable.

Even vomiting blood or menstrual disorder may occur.

Even though she had prepared some auxiliary pills at the end of the season, Lin Miaomiao still couldn't handle such a situation.

Lin Miaomiao had already noticed Ji Mo's sad expression, or rather, the helplessness after despairing about something.

Every time she saw his eyes, Lin Miaomiao felt pain in her heart.

“It wasn’t like this before.”

"Even if I can't return to my best moments, I hope the young master can be happier."

Lin Miaomiao endured the severe pain in her body.

He activated the [Jing Yuan Jue] again and began to practice.

Even at this speed, there is still a huge gap compared to [Two-way Communication].

But as long as there is progress, it's good.

In an unnoticed corner of the sea of consciousness, Qing Yuan squatted silently. She was like a wounded kitten, hiding in the corner and secretly licking her wounds.

Helplessly looking at the end of the season in the distance.

"call."

"Ugh."

"Perhaps, this is the predetermined fate."

"But isn't it too cruel to let a child think about these things?"

In the small boat above the sea of fog, the sleeping old man slightly opened his eyes.

The fishing rod that had been idle for a long time began to shake again, as if a fish had already been hooked.

"Qing... Yuan...?"

On the desk in the boat.

The books that had been here for years were long gone.

Only a sky blue brush was left on the desk, lonely and helpless.

"[Book of Destiny]?"