Lin Shu took out the feather and held it in his hand.

In the empty hall, in the endless lonely coldness, the feathers emitted a warm red light, as if they were about to flow into his palms and warm him all over his body.

He heard himself whisper, "Is it you?"

The sound touched the cold stone wall, echoing layer by layer, and finally dissipated in the north wind outside the window.

No one answered.

Lin Shu didn't dare to expect it, just because he was afraid that he would be disappointed. He would rather think it was an ordinary feather with an ordinary cub living.

He put his feathers in front of the desk and picked up his pen again, feeling very discouraged. He thought that he was trapped in lovesickness and had already departed from the original intention of the ruthless Tao in "The Long Sweetheart". I am afraid that even if he wrote down the entire book word by word, he would not be able to reproduce the peerless secret book that instinctively triggered the energy of heaven and earth.

But... why is the technique that records Wuqing Tao called "Chang Xiangsi"?

Whose lovesickness is for longing for?

He had no way of knowing.

He abandoned another page of paper that said "Heaven moves forever". He thought that his understanding of Taoism was still insufficient, so he decided not to write this page.

He wrote the first form of "Forget Returning to the Empty Valley".

He looked out the window with snow.

A little lonely lamp is like a bean, reflecting the distant mountains and the vast snow valley.

In his previous life, his memories came from this snowy valley, day after day, year after year. At night, during the day, his life seemed to be integrated with it.

In the snow, he always forgot to go back to his room, closed his eyes, silently recited his mind, and was completely forgot to go back.

He wrote.

He could no longer remember the original description in "Suka Chang" and based on his own insights, he wrote down this move and the realm contained in the move bit by bit. At first, it was difficult, and then it flowed, as if it was naturally flowing out from the tip of the pen.

Finally, a slight thunder came from the sky.

Lin Shu thought, it seemed that he had a deep understanding of this move.

The second form is "not seeing the sky".

At that time, he was far away from Jiange and also from the surging river at Jiange Mountain. He was surrounded by a chaotic crowd. The world was so big that he had nowhere to return.

The third form of "The wall stands thousands of feet high"...

There seemed to be some guidance in the dark, one after another, and he seemed to be in the original scene, passing over twenty years of his life again. In the process of re-experienced this life, all kinds of moods and feelings flowed out of the pen, and it was out of control. At the end of the writing, he actually had the energy to feel the words and sentences on the paper, and his heart was beating fast, and it seemed very empty.

——It is the pen that controls his life-long past, and he cannot stop, or even pause for a moment.

And time flies, many years are in a blink of an eye.

That day, Ling Fengxiao wore a red dress and blurred in the fog and rain on the river bank. He stood at the bow of the boat, watching the endless blue sky and the river flowing.

Leaving Ling Fengxiao, he seemed to have cut off the only bond between him and the world in this life and came to the dustless realm - but when he stood on the boat and the river breeze blew his clothes, he felt very lonely, as lonely as a small boat on the boundless water surface, swaying like a small boat shaking on the waves.

It is that kind of "one leaf and a lonely boat".

If you are really ruthless, will you still feel lonely?

Lin Shu didn't know if his understanding and the original intention of Sussex Blanc were deviated, but he could no longer control his writing.

Memories are traced back along the past. On that day, the great witch's sword pointed at Xiao Shao's back heart. The only reaction he made under his intuition was to block the blade.

Because his whole life's thoughts are tied to the person behind him, he can't do anything else at that moment.

And because of this love, when this person has passed away, yin and yang are separated by—

Those who are sad are just different.

The past, what you are willing to recall and what you do not want to recall, will be revealed and presented to him. In front of him, he was in a daze, as if he was not writing in ink, but using his life.

The four words "Shenran**" fell, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

A thunder roared in my ears, illuminating the entire room, the strong wind blew through the windows, and the paper pages on the desk fell all over the floor.

He wiped the blood and put them together one by one. No matter how sand and stones fly outside, the wind howled, he only took them on the table to bind them.

No matter what the original intention of "Sauvignon Blanc" is, he thought, he would not care.

Ruthless, affectionate, a lonely boat, sad.

He was born in a state of emptiness, without any awareness, without any knowledge, so he was ruthless. He had a vast snow in his eyes, covering everything in the world.

The skin, color, rhythm, and taste all seem to be ordinary.

But in this ordinary world, when all the appearances are skins, he still thinks Ling Fengxiao is beautiful. When he forgets all the wonderful sounds and smells in the world, the fragrance of cold plums will still come into his dreams.

So this person became his ruthless sentiment, and this lovesickness was like a medicine, and he saw other feelings in the world.

For Lin Shu, this is "Sweethearts in Chang".

He gently wrote on the cover, and wrote the three words "Suka-blank" with great care. Surprisingly, looking at the cover, he felt a little distant familiarity.

The cold wind outside the window yelled and stopped abruptly.

The whole world was quiet, and an indescribable aura rose from this thin book, filling the entire room and even the entire mountain. There seemed to be strange phenomena in the world, but he had no time to read it.

He spread out the eight secret books, and his energy became more and more powerful, and he was as strong as the power of heaven and earth.

The mirror of cause and effect spontaneously floated in the hall, and when the last secret book was placed on the desk, there was a click, and the patterns behind it were completely broken and copper chips fell down one after another.

Beneath the copper rust is another smooth mirror.

Lin Shu walked into the hall and looked up at the mirror.

There seemed to be infinite space and scenes in the new mirror. In a flash, he seemed to see his past life again.

——Remembering the previous description of the mirror by my senior brother, one side is the past and the future. What he saw in the mirror was the future, and the present side reflects the past.

According to the senior brother, this causal mirror has another serious name, called "Nie Mirror Platform".

The evil mirror platform is a double-sided mirror.

Double-sided.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the scene in the mirror was flowing, stopping at a scene three years ago.

In the Great Witch's Pure Land, there is a Buddhist temple. The center of the temple enshrines a double-faced Buddha, one side is the past Buddha and the other side is the future Buddha. This Buddha statue does indeed connect the past and the future, and is the core of the entire Pure Land. The Buddha of the past can trace the past and the Buddha of the future can see the future.

When a person mastered the double-faced Buddha, all the cause and effect of the entire Pure Land will be controlled by him as time goes by. At that time, Xiao Shao accelerated the passage of time in the Pure Land, causing it to collapse, and thus broke the mystery set by the great witch.

Then, this double-sided mirror...

He stretched out his hand and touched the mirror.

The Immortal King Yuehua said that time is endless and manpower is poor, and he has three chances.

If time goes back twenty years, can he see the secret book of Phoenix Villa?

Wuxi, who had been silent in the hall, grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Lin Shu acquiesced to his actions.

The moment his finger touched the mirror, the sky turned dizzy, and he was in an endless space.

The billions of lines of cause and effect intertwined each other and moved forward slowly, expanding ten thousand times more than the Great Witch's Pure Land. The scenes that are too grand and complex are enough to shock the hearts of all visitors.

And this is also the river of time in the whole world - he can overlook all living beings from a higher dimension.

Lin Shu closed his eyes and deduced it.

Twenty-four years ago, which node was it in this river of time...

——He is going to go back to before Ling Fengxiao was born.

The author has something to say:

There is no infinite reincarnation, I don't like w

I like high-dimensional strikes.
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