Holy Father

He is skeptical about the fact that he is a big shot in the fairy world. He lost his memory because his mind and soul were broken. He retrieved other souls to restore his memory.

He didn't know who Wen Zhen was, where he came from, why he wanted to help him, and how much of what he said was true. If it was true, even a big shot in the fairy world might be regarded as a person in his current state. A big man who is chasing and killing everywhere, protecting him will do him no good at all, unless the other party wants to fatten him up before eating him.

Although he has amnesia, his IQ is still there.Wenzhen is very suspicious from any angle. The clumsy look when he used the compass for the first time seemed to be the first time he used it, but Wenzhen's strength was inversely proportional to it.Can easily crush a small and medium school.

"Who the hell are you?" He once asked him, but all he got was a long silence, and then he stopped asking, and he also knew that Wen Zhen had become his last support, and he really had nothing left, Even the memory is gone, only this taciturn person is left.

He always used a basket to carry him on the road non-stop, avoiding possible enemies, he didn't talk much, his brows were sullen, as if he had a lot of thoughts, which made his originally stern face into melancholy, he looked like a silent and steady type, But sometimes his questioning will make him show a confused expression, he really doesn't know, the contrast is so big that he can't understand, obviously what he is asking is very simple.

The road to find the remnant soul is very long, but the other party is getting more and more anxious, as if he is in a hurry.

"I feel that my soul is also very strong, and it won't dissipate so easily." He reminded him that he doesn't have to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire so desperately every day, at least take a little rest. As an emperor, he is not in a hurry, but his heart aches for this Young man, even if the young man said that he had been kind to him, how could he not be moved by this risk of life and death.

Once the young man was seriously injured and brought back his remnant soul. Even if the young man didn't tell him, he knew the faint smell of blood and exhausted spiritual power, and the young man who was on the road every day had cultivated himself for an unprecedented time.

"No." Wen Zhen said resolutely, frowning and then lowered, "Find me early so you can rest assured."

"..." He finally realized that this person was still a bit stubborn, but when he heard his words, a certain string in his heart was twitched. They have been living together for two years, and this kind of life seems to be good. If he Restoring memory in the future will be like this now.

He was looking forward to it, and he would be able to protect him when he recovered his cultivation.

This day Wen really left him at the inn, "It's not convenient to take you where I'm going, you stay here until I come back, these are books you can read, but you can't go out."

He had known for a long time that the inconvenience he meant meant danger, and he nodded in the Soul Cultivation Orb, "Be careful."

"Then... I'm leaving." Wen Zhen looked at him, and finally set up several barriers before reluctantly leaving.

He doesn't want to read, he just wants Wen Zhen to come back as soon as possible and come back intact. The waiting time is always frightening. The cultivation base was not very big, but when he encountered a powerful barrier, he felt that there must be treasures inside, so he alarmed the power of the demon world, and the demon repaired the barrier on a night when the moon was dark and the wind was high.

"Oh? Soul Cultivation Orb? Who are you?" Moxiu asked him.

He knew that it would be bad to say his name, so he made it up, "Zhang Jun." He didn't say much to keep it mysterious.

"Don't tell the truth?" Mo Xiu held the hand of the soul-raising pearl so hard that he could hear the tearing sound on the surface of the soul-raising pearl.

"...A traitor from the fairy world." He thought for a while, and felt that this answer would be more pleasing to Moxiu.

However, this demon cultivator is not someone who can fool around at will, so he suddenly laughed grinningly, "Hahaha, so it didn't take much effort for me to come here, let me guess? You are Qu Wuxi? Qu Shenjun? Jie Jie, people from the fairy world are enough Ruthless, let me absorb it, anyway, we are really hostile."

He rolled his eyes in his heart, isn't it the same for you?He had no energy to think about it anymore, his soul was being pulled by the power of the demon cultivator, and the pain went straight to the depths of his consciousness, as if his soul was about to be broken again. Wen Zhen's movement of caressing the soul bead and the movement of his lips flashed in his mind. , the last look at him, and the flap of his clothes when he turned around.

Maybe I will never see him again, I really want to see him again.

When he was most desperate, he lost consciousness, and in the haze, he heard someone calling him heart-piercingly, that sad voice was like a helpless child calling for the only light in his world.

Then he felt that he heard correctly, and it became clearer and clearer, but in fact the surroundings were still dark, he was hugged by Wen Zhen and knelt in the ruins, and he did not disappear.

He once read a book in which he asked about the scene that made you feel the deepest and most heart-stirring, and one of the answers was:

When you need it most, the person you think of will appear in front of you tacitly.

"I'm fine." He said with difficulty in a weak voice. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of ticking. It was not the sound of rain. There was no rain in the sky, but the tears of young people, rolling down continuously. He pursed his lips and didn't make a sound, just kept crying, with fear and grievance, maybe his soul always wanted to cry out, he stretched himself too tight, every day was terrified, pressed on his shoulders Things are too heavy for him, but his meager strength is not enough to make him an enemy of the whole world.

"What are you crying for?"

"...didn't cry."

"Okay, I didn't cry..."

Mingming's voice was hoarse and choked, Qu Wuxi blinked his sour eyes, he was in a state of soul and couldn't shed anything, it took a long time for the young man to calm down, and stuffed him into his arms, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Judging from the scene, the demon cultivator must have been seriously injured and ran away. Sometimes he would feel that some of the youth's behaviors were actually like a child's, fat and puffy, and when he cried, he was even more aggrieved and embarrassing. Distressed.

"Go to the lair of the nearby magic cultivator."

"Yeah." He was really obsessed with avenging him, but he didn't stop him.

Wen Zhen took him to pick a small magic nest like this, abolished the cultivation base of the magic cultivator, searched the contents inside, burned the bad ones, and brought the usable ones to the capital, he heard Some information, there was a major earthquake in this country, and then the plague came immediately, the young man walked and watched the officials, and finally he came to Kaifeng Mansion, and gave the looted things to a ruthless Qingtian official inside, Then take him away.

He didn't understand the young man's intentions at first, but only after seeing the golden light of merit gradually gathered, he realized that the young man transferred all the golden light of merit to his soul, making his soul stronger.

After traveling all over Kyushu and collecting the last piece of soul after five years, Wen Zhen stood at the entrance of the cave and said to him, "When the last piece is fused, you need to assist the exercise to restore your memory." He paused, "I'm waiting outside. you."

The young man's back is still straight, his face is expressionless, but his eyes are unprecedentedly relaxed, but when he looks closely, he is vaguely sad.

When he flew into the formation, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Are you really going to wait for me?"

"Yeah." He said it so firmly, so seriously, and even smiled at him rarely, he really believed it, so he walked into the formation, and when he recovered his memory, he didn't I saw the young man, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

fraud.

Since then, he has lost his baby, and also lost this young man named Wenzhen. He has nothing, his heart is haggard, but his life is extremely long. He can't bear this kind of life, and he can't find the purpose of living.

Later he returned to Wuling Cliff, Wuling Cliff was different from before, it was full of ordinary flowers, covering mountains and seas of flowers, but he was crying in desperation in his heart, he came to the place where the baby had been, and there were all the flowers that he gave to him next to him. Some of the flowers had changed, which became his only consolation. He picked all these flowers and planned to cultivate them.

Fanhua is so strong, there is no reason for the baby to disappear like this, maybe he can meet again when he is alive...

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After a daze, Qu Wuxi realized that Jie Feiwang had already bought the spirit beasts. They were a few flying horses, maroon, handsome and vigorous, and even the carriage had been replaced with a larger one.

"?! Is it uncomfortable?" He always paid attention to his solution and raised the basket in front of his eyes.

"No..." Qu Wuxi looked at this face and had a little illusion, but the appearance of the two was clearly different.

"I found out that the Buddhist world will hold a merit tree meeting, which happens to be at the Bodhi Temple." Xie Feiwang put another circle of spirit stones into the basket for Qu Wuxi to absorb.

The merit tree can detect people's merits and virtues. The more merits and virtues, the bigger the tree will grow, the more golden it will be, and it will bloom and bear fruit. Each fruit can increase the cultivation level of that person by 1000 years. It is the second largest Buddha realm besides the Thousand Life Lotus. Treasure, there will be many people attending every conference.

"Hmm." Qu Wuxi responded without interest, "Let's go after asking people from the Buddhist world to help."

"..." Jie Feiwang was silent for a while, since Qu Wuxi didn't want to mention him, he just stopped talking, and he will act when the time comes.

Qu Wuxi didn't know that a certain plan had been included in the notebook by Xie Fei, but he heard noises outside the chamber of commerce.

"We suspect that the wanted devil is inside." The man spoke convincingly, as if he had some evidence.

"No way, we won't cover up the devil." The Chamber of Commerce retorted.

"Your abilities are too low, you will be confused all of a sudden and you won't know."

"That... there were a few suspicious people yesterday..."

"Hey! How do you...!" The colleague next to him exclaimed.

"Take us to see."

When Qu Wuxi heard the voice, it turned out to be the receptionist who looked down on their clothes. Jie Feihuang paused. They were fine, but Qu Wuxi would definitely be found out.