Through the world of cultivating immortals, I reached the pinnacle of my life by selling miserable

Chapter 145 Lost Memories

During the period of unconsciousness, Gu Ran had a long dream.

She dreamed that she did not come here three years ago, but has been in this place for 17 years.

From the milk doll that fell to the ground, until now it looks like this.

She once had a father's love and a mother's love that she never felt in the original world.

At that time, she was wearing a pink dress, fluttering butterflies with her mother in the garden of the palace, and her father was sitting in the gazebo in the garden drinking tea.

Occasionally, her father would call her over and feed her delicious snacks and fruits.

On that day, she and her mother had a record of sixteen butterflies.

Then, the screen turned.

She came to the gorgeous palace, surrounded by everyone, and held a grand birthday party.

The sky is full of fireworks, colorful.

All night, the dark sky was lit up by fireworks.

The palace also invited several theater troupes, each troupe was good at different things, her eyes never rested all night.

In the love of her parents, she spent 14 years in peace.

But just before her 14th birthday, the tranquility of her life was broken by countless monks who fell from the sky.

At that time, she naively thought that these people were all immortals who came to celebrate her birthday with her.

But that group of people burned, killed and looted in the city, no different from bandits.

If her mother hadn't pushed her into the secret room, her life might have ended that day.

At the end of the dream, a vague white figure seemed to appear in front of Gu Ran's eyes.

The man's face was frosty, and he called her in a cold voice: "Gu Ran."

This voice penetrated her consciousness, as if something was broken in an instant.

Gu Ran opened her eyes suddenly on the cold floor: "Father, mother!"

She sat up abruptly and subconsciously clenched her hands.

Suddenly, there was a soft cry of pain in my ear: "Hiss, Sister Ran, you finally woke up."

Gu Ran turned her head dully, facing Bubai's bright eyes.

She smiled forcedly, and then let go of her hand, showing her small hand that was not in vain, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

The blood and ashes of the surrounding dead bodies all disappeared, leaving only a bright moon in the sky.

The smell of blood in the air was also replaced by a faint scent of flowers.

With the moonlight shining on her body, Gu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and her head was finally much clearer.

She stood up and looked around where she was.

Every brick and tile here coincides with the picture in my mind.

The dream just now, where it was still a dream, was clearly a memory she had lost.

"Sister Ran, are you okay?"

Bu Bai stood beside Gu Ran, looking at her pale face, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Gu Ran looked at the deserted moonlight on the ground, and her voice became a little desolate: "I'm fine..."

"I just can't figure it out... Those people have clearly left the mortal world and become the envied 'immortals'...Why did they come to the mortal world to slaughter a small country with only ten cities..."

When she raised her head again, a trace of blackness flashed between Gu Ran's brows.

The blackness was keenly noticed by Bubai who was beside him, he pursed his lips, and sighed: "In the world of cultivating immortals, no matter mortals or monks, the weak prey on the strong."

"The world is full of hustle and bustle, it's all for profit, they slaughtered the city, it must be because there are things they need in the city."

Hearing these words, Gu Ran suddenly laughed.

The laughter was mixed with endless sadness: "Heh, killing so many innocent people just for a profit, those famous families are just a group of hypocrites full of benevolence and morality..."

While speaking, the blackness between Gu Ran's brows became more and more intense.

It seemed that in the next second, the black energy would completely swallow her up.

Bubai frowned, and took a step forward to hold Gu Ran's wrist: "These sects of cultivating immortals are indeed a group of hypocrites full of benevolence and morality, but they are not worth making you feel demons."

"If you don't like them, just go to the door and kill them, it's better than hurting your own body."

His voice was not loud, but Gu Ran heard it in his heart.

Her gaze gradually became firm and terrifying, and the blackness between her brows also stopped growing: "Okay, then kill me at the door."

The corners of Bubai's mouth slowly rose, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

At this moment, a few dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

The dark clouds drowned a few bright stars, followed by the bright moon.

There was less and less light on the ground until finally, there was only darkness left.

Although the surroundings became very dark, Gu Ran and Bu Bai were still able to see the surrounding situation clearly with their spiritual sense.

The white miasma came from nowhere, and by the time the two realized it, the miasma had already taken over the entire main city.

And gradually attacked the two of them.

"What's going on, why is there miasma here?!"

Gu Ran clenched the blood vermillion vine tightly, her face full of confusion.

She didn't understand why the miasma appeared even though she had already saved those ghosts.

Bu Bai also didn't understand, he turned around and looked around: "These miasmas are not ordinary miasmas, but ghosts."

"Last night, I watched with my own eyes that you...dispelled all the ghost energy, and those ghosts returned to their original appearance..."

"This is not quite right, we must have overlooked something..."

Speaking of this, there was a sudden whistling sound in the ears of the two of them.

It is said to be the sound of the wind, but it is actually more like the sound of countless people whimpering together.

There was endless sadness in the voice, which made people get goosebumps.

Gu Ran was impatient to wait, she held the blood red vine and shouted into the miasma: "No matter who you are, no matter what you are, come out and confront us head-on if you have the ability, don't do such nonsense!"

"Neither he nor I are three-year-olds, so we won't be scared out of your wits just by your means!"

But the only response to her was a gust of wind.

"Woo-woo-"

It seems to be in the ear, and it seems to be in a very far away place.

Seeing this, Gu Ran frowned, pulled up Bu Bai beside her, and walked towards the city gate in his memory.

But the two of them walked for half an hour in the miasma, but they failed to reach the city gate in their memory.

Gu Ran squatted down, touched the bricks on the ground, and immediately understood in her heart that she and Bu Bai had been walking in place!

The ghost hit the wall, indicating that there must be a powerful ghost manipulating everything around here!
Thinking of this, she poured her whole body's spiritual energy into the blood vermilion vine, and swung it violently into the miasma.

"Snapped--"

The miasma was split open by the red vine, but before Gu Ran and Bu Bai could take advantage of the gap to get out, a large amount of miasma surged up and filled the gap.

"Your Excellency must have been this kind of villain who was timid and only used insidious tricks before he was alive! You really look down on me!"

Gu Ran narrowed her eyes slightly, and pulled out the blood vermillion vine again.

But this time, the blood vermilion vine seemed to be grabbed by the other end the moment it was pulled out, no matter how much Gu Ran pulled it, it couldn't be pulled back.

"Step, step, step—"

In the miasma, there was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, a disdainful sneer sounded: "Hehe, it's really boring. I wanted you to live a little longer."

The sound of footsteps came to Gu Ran and Bu Bai in an instant, and the sneer slammed into the hearts of the two of them.

A ghost figure slowly came out of the miasma.

He was wearing a golden armor, and there was a long scar on his face, which ran from his right brow bone to his left lower jaw, looking extremely hideous.

"No one can come here alive. In the inn, it is a pity that the two of you escaped by chance. I didn't expect you to run into the knife again!"

"And this time, you two are dead!"

The ghost figure grasped the void with his right hand, and a red cherry gun appeared out of thin air and landed in his palm.

The tip of the spear was extremely sharp and exuded a strong smell of blood.

With a shake of Gu Ran's right hand, the red vine turned into a scarlet long sword, which was comparable to the long spear.

"Die!"

The ghost figure didn't pay attention to the long sword in Gu Ran's hand at all. He let out a loud shout, and the armor on his body made a dull sound.

The spear pierced through the miasma, and passed it directly towards Gu Ran and Bu Bai.

Gu Ran stuffed a elixir that replenished spiritual energy into her mouth, and then raised her rattan sword to meet her.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

In just a few breaths, the two took dozens of moves.

Although Gu Ran didn't take advantage of that ghost, she didn't get any benefit from that ghost either.

The two are evenly divided, no, maybe if it drags on, that ghost will rely on its rich experience to make Gu Ran the defeater.

Bu Bai stood aside, watching the two fight with a gloomy expression, he had obviously seen Gu Ran's decline.

But he didn't immediately go to help Gu Ran, because he thought it was a good opportunity to exercise.

If Gu Ran really wants to take revenge, then she must continue to fight and improve her strength. Now is a good opportunity.

"Qinglian bathing in fire!"

Gu Ran was pressed and beaten for a while, and the book in her consciousness suddenly emitted a slight blue light.

Immediately afterwards, she made the strongest sword move, and infused it with ice-blue aura.

The surrounding miasma stagnated for an instant, and then surged rapidly again.

For a moment, around Gu Ran and Bu Bai, a clean area without miasma appeared.

The icy blue aura burst out of the body, turning into small icy blue swords surrounding Gu Ran.

As Gu Ran stabbed out with a sword, those small swords moved accordingly. What was different from the past was that this time a cluster of purple flames appeared out of thin air on the blade of the small sword!
The pure ice aura carried the same pure fire aura and shot towards the ghost at high speed.

"boom--"

The man held a spear, but still couldn't stop the flying ice sword.

Those ice swords kept hitting him, and a white mist surged up, which quickly merged with the surrounding miasma.

And the man could only rely on the spear to keep from completely collapsing to the ground.

"Stab, stab—"

Corrosion sounds immediately rose in the air.

"Hmph, you have some skills."

After all the ice swords fell, the ghost figure let out a cold snort.

He raised his head slowly, his eyes filled with blood.

A lot of blood poured out from unknown sources on the surrounding ground, and the blood climbed from his feet to his body.

The surrounding miasma reached an active peak.

Above his head, miasma formed a huge vortex, pouring down towards his head.

"The king of ghosts, he is already the king of ghosts, and he is thousands of times more difficult than the original Xigui."

Bubai stared at the ghost in the center of the vortex with great interest.

A look of appreciation flashed across his face.

Holding the vine sword, Gu Ran felt the majestic energy escaping from the ghost.

Judgment is high, I am definitely not the opponent of the ghost king!
"Now, let's go!"

Knowing that she couldn't beat him, Gu Ran didn't want to entangle her anymore.

She yelled at Bubai who was beside her, grabbed his sleeve and swept towards the already clear street.

But how could the ghost king let them go, the whole city seemed to have become his domain.

It is absolutely impossible for Gu Ran and Bu Bai to escape!
Soon, all the miasma in the city and the blood on the ground disappeared, and the ghost king absorbed these things, and his strength rose to a higher level.

With one thought, he came to Gu Ran.

At this moment, Gu Ran was looking for a way to go out in vain, when the ghost king suddenly appeared in front of him, and his heart jumped suddenly.

The ghostly aura around the Ghost King covered most of his face, leaving only a pair of eyes.

What a pair of beautiful eyes!
Looking at those eyes, Gu Ran's heart was beating wildly, and countless memory fragments flashed back in her mind.

She held her forehead, her expression extremely tangled and painful.

The ghost king didn't care about Gu Ran's abnormality, and rushed towards her with a ghost claw.

His target is the neck with throbbing arteries.

Seeing that the ghostly claws were about to crush Gu Ran's neck, she still didn't respond. Both Ghost King and Bu Bai thought she had given up resistance.

Just when he was about to stop the ghost king in vain, two lines of tears fell from Gu Ran's eyes: "Xiao...uncle...uncle..."

Her lips trembled a little, and the words that came out of her mouth were even more difficult to speak.

When the ghost king heard these three words, he stopped moving, and a few traces of confusion flashed across his face.

Some long-standing memories flooded my mind in an instant.

He asked uncertainly, "What did you say?"

It can be seen from the constantly surging ghost energy that his mood is very ups and downs at the moment.

"Uncle Xiao, you are Uncle Xiao..."

Gu Ran looked at the ghost king in front of him, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Before Bubai and the ghost king could react, she hugged the ghost king in front of her suddenly: "Uncle Xiao, I am Xiao Ran, I am Xiao Ran..."

Following this hug, the ghostly aura on Ghost King's body instantly returned to his body.

His two sharp claws also returned to their original appearance.

"You are Xiao Ran? Are you still alive?"

The ghost king's voice was a little trembling, a little hoarse, and a little joyful.

"It's me, Uncle Xiao, I'm still alive. I remember when I was young, your favorite person suddenly appeared and surprised me. I remember your eyes..."

"Three years ago, I was rescued by the ancestor of the Thunder Spirit Sect and became the direct disciple of the head of the Thunder Spirit Sect..."

"I lost the memory of the past, so I spent three years in the sect in a daze. I am a sinner of Fenglin Kingdom..."

"I should have come back earlier, recalled these truths earlier, and even more should have avenged Feng Linguo earlier, so that those hypocrites and villains who are full of benevolence and morality will get retribution!"

(End of this chapter)