There is no end in the darkness.

Zhuo Yunxian was like a lonely boat in the wild waves of the angry sea, and she couldn't help but bump and float.

At this moment, a light ray scattered.

Zhuo Yunxian suddenly opened his eyes and found himself appearing in a room, surrounded by smoke, which seemed real and illusory, making it difficult to distinguish.

This is... Zhuo Family!? Is it a dream?

As if he was thinking about something, Zhuo Yunxian walked to the bed step by step and saw a seriously ill woman lying on the bed, looking at him reluctantly.

"Mother...Mother!"

Zhuo Yunxian's fingers trembled, and tears burst out unconsciously... This is his mother.

Zhuo's mother died when Zhuo Yunxian was six years old. A woman was pregnant and had a child, and she would inevitably have severe injuries. In addition, the old injuries were difficult to heal, so she could not afford the disease in the end.

Originally, birth, old age, sickness and death are normal.

But it happened that Zhuo Yunxian was testing talent at that time, and his three souls and seven spirits were inherently deficient, which made many people feel disappointed. He stubbornly believed that it was because of his fault that his mother was angry and sick, so his mother's death has always been a knot in his heart.

Zhuo Yunxian didn't know why the past happened again. He no longer wanted to think, but just knelt heavily in front of his mother and cried silently.

"I'm sorry, I've disappointed you, I'm sorry!"

Zhuo Yunxian never felt that he was a weak person. Rumors could not suppress him, and powerful forces did not obey him. However, facing his mother, he did not know how to express his inner emotions except guilt.

...

Kneeling on the ground, Zhuo Yunxian said a lot to his mother. The depression and pain over the years, the happiness and success or failure over the years are not something a twelve-year-old boy should bear.

Zhuo's mother lay quietly on the bed, looking at the child silently, with her eyes gentle and soft. She had never been disappointed with Zhuo Yunxian, nor Zhuo Fuhai and Zhuo Yuwan, because they knew that Zhuo Yunxian had worked very hard, but it was hard to disobey God's will.

After confiding, Zhuo Yunxian's mood gradually calmed down, and his knots gradually loosened over the years. He did not lose himself, even though he was in the abyss of darkness, there was still a trace of light and hope in his heart.

Finally, the mother slowly closed her eyes and left only four words for the child: "Okay, live."

OK, live.

This is Zhuo’s blessing to Zhuo Yunxian before his death. He does not seek immortality or glory or wealth, but only hopes that Zhuo Yunxian will live well.

...

Outside the illusion, Qianmo showed her moving look for the first time.

She could feel the change in Zhuo Yunxian's mood, but she didn't know what the other party had experienced.

The mysterious and yellow energy is both a creation and a test. Everyone experiences differently, and what they see in the illusion is naturally different. Some people are in decline, some people stick to it, some people are happy, and some people are in pain... penetrate into the soul and point directly to the original heart.

...

As Zhuo Qin passed away, the illusion disappeared.

Zhuo Yunxian gradually regained his mind, but he was still immersed in the grief of losing his mother.

This kind of grief even transcends all pain!

Zhuo Yunxian struggled to stand up from the ground, gasping for breath, and looking at Qian Mo on the Fengshen Platform with a complex look in his eyes.

He felt that he should hate Qianmo because the other party deliberately tormented him. But he felt that he should thank Qianmo because the other party let him meet his mother again.

"I actually persevered, didn't faint, didn't get lost, and my perseverance was pretty good."

Qianmo praised her expressionlessly, and said indifferently: "Little kid, I have given you the reward you want. Although the process is a bit painful, it has many benefits. It depends on whether you can..."

The speech came to an abrupt end, and Qianmo couldn't help but be stunned! She sensed that the mysterious and yellow aura that she had crossed into Zhuo Yunxian's body did not disappear, but was being absorbed bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit... Yes, it was absorbed, without scattering!

An ordinary person, even a monk, was not even considered a cultivator, and was able to absorb the mysterious energy, which really made Qian Mo feel a little incredible!

What is the situation...?

Qianmo's divine thought swept across Zhuo Yunxian's body, and his heart was stunned: "There are congenital deficiency, the three souls are missing! No! No, it's not missing! It's... sleeping! It seems that there are many secrets in this little ghost."

Just as Qian Mo was about to investigate carefully, she suddenly stopped. She was not a curious person at all. What does Zhuo Yunxian have to do with her?

Thinking of this, Qianmo was too lazy to pay attention to it, as if she had long been discouraged by everything.

...

The process of absorbing the Xuanhuang Qi was extremely painful, but Zhuo Yunxian gritted his teeth and persevered. Until the Xuanhuang Qi feeds back, nourishing his mind bit by bit, making him feel extremely comfortable.

This feeling is mysterious, as if returning to the original starting point, only joy for life, pure and clean, without any distractions.

The fetus breathes like a baby, the heart of a child.

Even Zhuo Yunxian himself did not realize that after the baptism of fantasy, his spiritual will was quietly transforming and his soul was sublimating.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but after everything was over, Zhuo Yunxian slowly woke up.

"Since you have received the reward, then leave!"

Qian Mo didn't want to say much, and waved his hand and drove Zhuo Yunxian out of the ancient tomb, who had no time to react.

"What an annoying little guy..."

If Qianmo had followed Qianmo's previous temperament, she would have beaten Zhuo Yunxian to death. However, after sleeping for many years, her personality seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, but she didn't even realize it.

"Is it already in the ninth century? I don't know if there are still immortals in the ancient immortal period now?"

Before he finished speaking, Qianmo and the entire Fengshen Platform disappeared from the spot.

...

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“Buzz!”

The space was twisted, and Zhuo Yunxian appeared outside the ruins of the ancient tomb, staring in a daze.

Recalling the experience just now, I really felt different!

Now Zhuo Yunxian is sure that Qian Mo is definitely not an illusion or something, and the ancient tomb remains have also undergone some changes.

If it is not an illusion, it is the creature in the Taixu Illusion... The Taixu Illusion has existed for at least ten thousand years, which means Qianmo should be a great figure in the ages!?

This has completely exceeded Zhuo Yunxian's perception, making him afraid to continue thinking deeply.

"bite!"

Just as Zhuo Yunxian was about to withdraw from the Taixu Illusion Realm, the spiritual ring on his wrist suddenly flashed.

"Tang Jiu? What's the matter?"

"Yun Xiaoxian, how are you doing now?"

Hearing Tang Jiu's inquiry, Zhuo Yunxian was a little puzzled: "What's going on?"

"Huh? Have you just entered the illusion world? I don't know if such a big thing happened!?"

"What should I know?"

Zhuo Yunxian did not mention what happened in the ancient tomb ruins, after all, it was too incredible.

Tang Jiu said anxiously: "The world of Taixu Illusion Realm has undergone a drastic change, affecting the entire Immortal Continent. It is said that the three islands of Jiuzhou issued a ban to investigate the truth of the matter, and even the Immortal Dao Holy Alliance was alarmed!"

"What!?"

Zhuo Yunxian was shocked and suddenly felt a bad premonition.

...

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Chapter completed!