The protagonist came to me

Compared with Qin Mo's entanglement, Lin Juechen has long been used to this kind of life.Of course, the lack of natal magic weapon is not because Lin Juechen dismisses natal magic weapon so much, but because Lin Juechen does not have the ability to refine natal magic weapon.

It may be ridiculous to say, but it is true. A cultivator can only have one natal magic weapon.Since Lin Juechen was unable to refine the natal magic weapon, the only explanation that can be explained is that before Lin Juechen lost his memory, he already owned a natal magic weapon, and that natal magic weapon still exists in the world, but it was lost by Lin Juechen. Chen lost it, or—Lin Juechen thought of the spiritual mirror in his own space that did not listen to control, and his natal magic weapon had been damaged, and it was so damaged that he lost his spirituality.

It's just that no matter what the reason is, based on the meager information Lin Juechen has now, it is impossible to judge at all, and maybe the truth will only be revealed when his memory is restored.

Lin Juechen didn't bother with this matter anymore, and walked forward again while holding Qin Mo.The current situation is unclear, and we can only take one step at a time.Lin Juechen calmly walked forward step by step.Because of the tranquility of the mind, the sounds of the surrounding environment are transmitted to the brain through the senses and spiritual consciousness.Lin Juechen didn't mean to be careless in the slightest, he held his breath and prepared to deal with the danger that might arise at any time.

Qin Mo stared at the two holding hands in confusion, feeling awkward no matter how he looked at it.Lin Juechen, who was walking in front, probably sensed Qin Mo's hesitation and pause, so he stopped patiently, turned his head and glanced, and saw that Qin Mo's eyes had been fixed on the hands they were holding.

Lin Juechen didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of behavior at first, he was used to being deserted, and he was indifferent to the world, or Lin Juechen didn't care much.At this moment, because of Qin Mo's awkward appearance, Lin Juechen also felt a little unnatural. He coughed slightly, as if trying to cover up his embarrassment at the moment, and explained dryly: "It's more dangerous here, it's safer this way."

Qin Mo is still self-aware of his own strength, so Qin Mo understood Lin Juechen's words in seconds. The protagonist feels that his strength is too low, so he just pulls him.Qin Mo sighed once again that his IQ was too urgent. If it wasn't for the special circumstances, with the character of the protagonist, how could he be willing to be skin-to-skin with him?Hold on, that word seems a little weird.

After understanding the situation, Qin Mo felt a lot more at ease, and was silently led by Lin Juechen through the deep and dark woods.The forest was unknown. Qin Mo's physical strength was still inferior to Lin Juechen's. He had walked for a long time when he lost consciousness before, but now he couldn't hold on walking all the way.

However, in front of the God-like protagonist, Qin didn't feel too shameful. At this moment, Qin Mo was already a little out of breath.In fact, Lin Juechen had already slowed down his pace in order to take care of Qin Mo, but Qin Mo's body, which is essentially an otaku, is really not that good.

At this moment, Qin Mo suggested to Lin Juechen with some abandonment: "Can you throw me in your space?" Qin Mo looked at Lin Juechen eagerly and said, always feeling that he was dragging Lin Juechen's hind legs outside .

Lin Juechen never tried to put outsiders into his own space. Before Qin Mo, no one except him and Qingli could enter Taoist Yunzhao's personal space.

Hearing what Qin Mo said, Lin Juechen pondered for a moment and nodded.

When Qin Mo was able to enter Lin Juechen's space as he wished, Lin Juechen, who was still outside the space, fell into deep thought alone in the distance.The warm touch still lingering in the hand is still the situation where there is one more person in the space sensed by the divine sense.

Lin Juechen did not expect that Qin Mo really entered his personal space alone. What does this mean?

Although there is not much personal space, there are still some people who are possessed by the great masters of the cultivation world.Although it may not be as wide as Lin Juechen's space, it is not too unusual.

However, according to Lin Juechen's common sense, it is impossible for an outsider to enter the person's personal space without the owner's entry.But Qin Mo did it without the slightest hindrance. Is it his own space that is more special, or Qin Mo is more special?

It's just that there is no need to get too entangled in this issue after all, Lin Juechen is going to figure it out after leaving this secret realm.

His gaze turned back to the gloomy forest again. Without Qin Mo by his side, Lin Juechen seemed to have lost a lot of restraint.He quickened his pace and quickly walked deep into the forest.The green wood fragrance in the air seemed to become more and more intense, even though Lin Juechen had turned on the aura shield and the defensive enchantment of the magic weapon from the beginning to the end.This fragrance continued to flow into the tip of the nose without any sign of being blocked.

The faint green wood aroma is not annoying, but it is even more dreadful.However, Lin Juechen didn't have a good solution at the moment, so he had no choice but to take various detoxification pills just in case.

However, until he walked out of the woods, there was still no vision.Lin Juechen was slightly puzzled, he had basically confirmed that the fragrance in the air was Sanshenghua during the journey, but his spirit did not have any hallucinations because of it.

The fear along the way was such a result. Although such a result was good, Lin Juechen always felt weird.Could it be because of my amnesia that Sanshenghua also lost its effectiveness here?

Lin Juechen couldn't help laughing at himself, who is he?After working hard and searching for thousands of years, Lin Juechen is only a human being after all. When he woke up from a bustling deep mountain and old forest, he was just an ordinary person without aura, and had nothing but the skills passed down in his mind.

However, even if he has kung fu, what's the use of it? He is just a *mortal body without any magic power, and he still needs food and water... Ordinary and simple, there is no difference from other ordinary people, and even worse. Others, because they have no memory, Lin Juechen doesn't understand anything except cultivation.

He practiced in the mountains and forests where the aura was thin, and lived like a savage.It wasn't until he met a woodcutter who lost his way in the deep mountains that Lin Juechen met his first kind.

Sometimes, however, humans are far more complex than other animals.The simple woodcutter took Lin Juechen in, but with no memory, he had nowhere to go, so he settled down there.Until that day the woodcutter went to sell firewood alone but never came back...

Between the heaven and the earth, whether it is a woodcutter who chops wood or a monk who calls the wind and rain, they may be just a pawn in front of this heaven, but even if we know that we are just a pawn, most of the time we are just following the trend For nothing.Lin Juechen had been in the woodcutter's house for less than half a year, and the woodcutter was killed. Lin Juechen avenged the woodcutter and resisted the cause and effect. It's over after reincarnation.

Lin Juechen has never regretted the right and wrong of stepping into the world from helping the woodcutter to revenge.Because there is no deep memory and experience, so it is not unforgettable, not to mention love and hate, only the obsession to retrieve the memory in the heart.

In front of you is a long mountain road paved with bluestones, leading directly to the high and lonely peak. The bluestone steps are covered with moss, and it seems that no one has stepped on it for a long time.

There was a crisp sound of wind chimes in the wind, ringing softly one after another.Lin Juechen's rarely impetuous heart gradually calmed down at this moment, not because he accepted his fate, but because his obsession deepened.

Lin Juechen remembered that monk Kongjue, one of the few close friends in that world, once said: "Yun Zhao, your obsession is so deep, if you end up cultivating immortals, you will not be afraid of becoming a demon."

The young monk was a bit uninhibited, but after being helpless for a long time, he became a little more relieved. He joked: "If you are not so stubborn, I really want to lure you to follow my Buddha. From now on, the four things will be empty, and it will be easier." You drift like rootless duckweed."

In essence, the reason why Lin Juechen and Kong Jue can become close friends is that neither of them is a secular person.Although Lin Juechen practiced Taoist exercises, in the eyes of so-called orthodox people, there was a taste of both righteousness and evil. Although he did not say what he did, he did it on his own to appease his anger, but he often acted "recklessly".Even though Kong Jue is the reincarnation of a soul boy, he believes in the idea of ​​"wine and meat are passed through the intestines and left in the heart of the Buddha", and he likes to take a small gamble to enjoy himself...

This road alone, the time has become extraordinarily long, Lin Juechen feels like an old man who is dying in the world at this moment, and begins to recall his life experience.However, even though he has survived for thousands of years, he is still not a frail old man waiting to die for the rest of his life.So Lin Juechen was just feeling emotional after all, but he didn't disturb his mind for this sudden mess of thoughts.

No matter how good a cultivator's memory is, a thousand years is enough for us to forget those countless details.In the end, what can be found from the messy memories accumulated in the heart is actually just those people and those things.

The young man in white had a sense of indifference that saw through the world, but after climbing the long bluestone steps, the indifference around him became even heavier.

At the end of the bluestone steps is a simple and low temple.There is no plaque in the small temple, and the gate of the temple has long been dilapidated. The low temple is just so wide open, welcoming rare guests who have not seen it for several years.

The small temple is not big, and you can even see the whole picture of the temple from the outside.A small oil lamp was quietly burning on the empty long table, and on the lotus platform, the kind mother and kind-hearted Bodhisattva held flowers and smiled.

Apart from this, there are no other decorations and furnishings in the small temple.This is a Buddhist dojo, and there are no other buildings on the mountain.And apart from the way we came here, this mountain seems to have come to an end.

Lin Juechen did not go into the small temple, but walked to the edge of the cliff on the other side of the peak.Beyond the cliff, there is a thick fog, and there is nothing else. This seems to be the end of the space.

Lin Juechen stood on the edge of the cliff for a while, pondered for a while, and turned around to disturb the Buddhist ashram.But all he saw was that the lamp that was burning quietly just now had been extinguished at this moment, and the Bodhisattva who was holding flowers and smiling seemed to glance at Lin Juechen, and then slowly dissipated into scattered sand on the ground.