My head became autistic, and it hid in the corner and drew circles.

Xiao Jingyao sat quietly by the coffin, his mind flashed through his memories of these lives, but his expression became a little sudden.

This purple bead did exist in the second passage from the beginning, and to be more precise, in the small black bead that belonged to him.

Because the flesh and blood of nothingness are all taken back bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit.

When climbing the steps, Xiao Jingyao noticed that when each ghost master returned to his body, it contained something that did not belong to him.

At first, because the number was too small, he was mourning and had no intention of studying it carefully.

But when the life of the Crescent and Fox ended, when Xiao Jingyao saw that the Crescent and Fox had no complete corpse, he finally felt the deep sense of familiarity that was attached to him.

That is the breath of the master!

Just like the torso of the Ghost Lord who had an independent mind at the gate of Leixin City, the Ghost Lord's body was spread all over the heavens and the world, and they had already had their own spiritual consciousness for 30,000 years.

They may not remember who they are and where they come from, but just like the torso of the Ghost Lord, even if they forget themselves, they will not forget the purple light in their hearts.

Therefore, they wandered in this strange world, and spent their entire lives looking for the figure in their hearts, even a ray of her breath.

Over time, some of them have gained nothing, while others have been favored by fate. They have truly found a purple shadow, a broken body, or even a broken thought...

When the Lord of Reincarnation Ferry collected the body of the Ghost Lord, perhaps even the omniscient person who knew everything had not expected that the existence of the Void Goddess had long been deeply imprinted in the flesh and blood of the Ghost Lord.

Even though he lost all his memories, lost his cultivation level, and even died without a complete corpse, he was still looking for the existence of nothingness.

When the Lord of Reincarnation fused the Ghost Lord's body into a black ball, he indirectly fused the Void Body collected by the Ghost Lord.

This purple ball had already taken shape in Xiao Jingyao's body when he climbed to the top of the platform.

But at that time, he had traced back so many reincarnations, especially the life of Ghost Lord and Nothing. He saw that he had put all his strength into the Ghost Realm people and set up a great formation against the heavens in exchange for it.

All of this will cause both physical and mental exhaustion and a sad mood.

The appearance of his head saved Xiao Jingyao. It is no exaggeration to say that Xiao Jingyao, who climbed down the steps, was an evil ghost surrounded by evil thoughts, and he had almost lost his mind.

It was the shouting "Langyue" in his head that saved his last trace of reason.

Xiao Jingyao was exhausted, and he stumbled to the center of the platform, and the black coffin that exuded a cold air almost became his life-saving place for breathing.

While lying inside, the ghost master who had just entered his body had not yet fully merged, and was clamoring for freedom and liberation in a ferocious manner.

Xiao Jingyao let his whole body burn like a fire, but he was silent and let the memories of his previous life roll in his mind until he remembered all the memories he had before.

Madam, Yue'er, Crescent Moon, Master...

Xiao Jingyao has existed for more than 30,000 years, fighting with people, the sky, and the rules of the world, all just for two words - Lan Yue.

Thinking of this name, Xiao Jingyao couldn't help but feel ache in his heart. He endured the pain of burning his body and curled up, as if he could hold her tightly in his arms.

When the body of the ghost master was gradually absorbed and fused, Xiao Jingyao began to carefully peel off the collected fragments of nothingness and combine them into a purple ball.

When Lan Yue appeared on the top of the platform, he was just about to go to the critical point, so he didn't dare to move at all.

God knows how much he missed Lanyue and how much he wanted to hug her at the moment when all the memories were returned.

He could feel that Lan Yue came to him, her eyes were so gentle, but she felt an unforgettable sadness.

Xiao Jingyao was so keen. He immediately guessed that Lan Yue must have experienced a first-level life like him and saw the past that belonged to them.

At this moment, in addition to the extremely strong love for Lan Yue, Xiao Jingyao also felt a hint of empathy and compassion.

In this world, only the two of them can fully understand each other.

So, after the purple ball was condensed, Xiao Jingyao couldn't wait to open his eyes and appeared in front of Lan Yue as his original identity.

He called her wife.

Thinking of Lan Yue's surprise and shocked eyes just now, Xiao Jingyao's hands covered the coffin wall, and his heart felt soft.

At this moment, the lady was in front of him, so agile, no longer a misty memory...

Just as Xiao Jingyao was performing self-salvation, Lan Yue in the coffin also faced a huge challenge.

When her spiritual sense entered the purple ball, countless scenes rushed towards her, and scenes were either joy or sad, and despair, almost suffocating her.

That was the life of the legend of the Goddess of Nothingness.

This world is vast, except for the continents and oceans in the heavens and all worlds, and among them is endless nothingness.

Forty thousand years ago, a little purple light suddenly lit up in the rare nothingness, like a small hole breaking out on a complete piece of white paper.

As time climbs, the purple light becomes stronger and stronger, slowly growing into a ball.

In the range of purple light, strange flowers bloom in sequence, which is a magical flower species that has never appeared in this world. It takes the power of pure yang as its root and the origin of thunder as its stem, and produces light that can illuminate everything.

The flower, its name is - Ziyang Lingpu.

Under the benefits of purple light, dizzying prosperity began to be nurtured from nothingness.

The vines rising from the ground are the power of justice, the golden flowers blooming on the vines are the power of sanctions, and the swing swaying under the vines are the power of cold and mysterious demons.

The green grass spread all over the ground is full of vitality and the most yin energy of the nine heavens, and the fruits hanging on the branches are the cold and hard killing power.

All the power contained in the purple light has found a beautiful concrete in nothingness.

Ten thousand years have passed, under this prosperous area, a flawless life has finally been nurtured in the purple light.

She is more beautiful than the world's jade, with a little thunder mark on her forehead, the sky is father and the earth is mother, and was born in the warm light surrounded by flowers.

The moment she appeared, the warm wind suddenly rose, stirring the endless purple sun stamens and branches trembling.

The next moment, countless purple lights flew out of the stamens, and they slowly merged into graceful figures.

They welcomed the baby from the purple light, cared for her and loved her, watching her from a staggering baby to a sagging child, from a cardamom girl to a beautiful Shuhua.

Until one day, the woman broke through the void and appeared in front of the world.
Chapter completed!