After going down the mountain, the full-level boss made his fortune by fortune-telling

Chapter 268 Soul Leaving Art

Li Xuanwei counted the lives and deaths of all the people in the world, but he and his master could not be counted.

But when she felt the deep pain in her heart, she couldn't help but clenched the jade bead in her hand, raised her head and looked up to the sky, there was a fog in front of her eyes, only blurred.

Bursts of sourness and sadness welled up in my always peaceful heart.

Li Xuanwei clutched his heart, sat down slowly, looked back at the thatched hut, and remembered what Master said before he left.

Vaguely, she seemed to have guessed something.

At this time, Abuyomu came up the mountain and told her what happened down the mountain as usual.

"Master, the person you want to contact has already been contacted. He promised to meet with you. The appointment is at noon tomorrow."

Li Xuan nodded slightly.

"Abuyom, can you tell me why you want to practice?"

"In order... to have the ability to support myself."

"Well, yes."

She once asked her master this question, and later, the master asked her back.

From the very beginning, she didn't understand why she wanted to cultivate, and now she still doesn't seem to understand why she cultivates.

Somewhere, there was a hand pushing her forward.

What is this for?
When I saw Tang Jili again, he was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a white shirt and black suit pants, which made him look noble and elegant.

The two sat face to face at the dining table, obviously they hadn't seen each other for several months, but Tang Jili seemed to be a different person in front of him, looking at Li Xuanwei with a trace of alienation and indifference like treating strangers.

But when he noticed the empty sleeve on Li Xuanwei's left, the man's breathing was slightly stagnant again, and some unconcealable negative emotions overflowed from the depths of his black eyes.

"I saw the message you sent me, and I think it is necessary to meet with you and have a detailed chat."

Li Xuanwei looked at him quietly, his gaze resting on his pair of deep and narrow eyes.

"Are you Tang Jili?"

"That's it."

The three words "I guess" are very confusing and thought-provoking.

Li Xuan pursed his lips slightly.

"Then what should I call you now?"

"Just call me Tang Jili, after all, the real me has been dead for a long time."

"You are Tang Zi's dead youngest son."

The man nodded, slowly picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of tea, with elegant gestures.

"If you want to know about my relationship with Tang Jili, just answer me a question first."

"You said."

"Did you ever like him?"

Li Xuanwei was slightly taken aback, then shook his head.

"If there is a relationship between a man and a woman, there is no."

The man paused slightly when he put down the teacup, followed by the corners of his lips curling up, and a trace of desolation flashed across his eyes.

"Well, I see. Now I can answer your question about my relationship with Tang Jili."

After finishing speaking, the door of the box was slowly closed, and in the closed space, the man looked into Li Xuanwei's eyes, his tone was gentle, as if he was telling a story.

"At that time, I was seriously ill and dying. My father found a Taoist priest for me. After that, I felt that my soul had left my body and slowly stayed in a dark corner. Then, when I opened my eyes , I became Tang Jili, retaining my previous memory, vaguely remembering what the Taoist chanted in my ear."

After speaking, he looked at Li Xuanwei and said slowly.

"I remember, he said to my father, this is called leaving the soul, using part of my soul to create a new flesh and blood body, this body will be exactly the same as before, and become a completely independent individual, but because he I was born because of me, so I have the same body with his soul, and when the time is right, our souls blend, and I can use his body to resurrect."

After speaking, his gaze changed slightly.

When looking at Li Xuanwei, there is a bottomless nostalgia and attachment in it.

"We share the same root, share the same body, share the same soul, and naturally inherit all the memories. So, now you can think that I am Tang Li, or that I am Tang Jili, and we are the same person."

Li Xuanwei looked at him silently, and after listening to all his words, in an instant, all doubts disappeared, replaced by a sudden enlightenment.

The master said that she and Li Ya share the same roots.

What should be used is this soul separation technique.

As for her and Li Ya, it doesn't matter who comes first.

Li Xuanwei figured it out, all of this was aimed at her.

Everything that is happening now is pushing her in one direction, that is, let her let go of all kinship entanglements, let her be completely free of worries, let her lead to the Dao as soon as possible, and then become a fairy.

And the people who are behind all this don't need to think too much, they have the answer in their hearts.

Looking at Tang Jili again, he became both strange and familiar. Li Xuanwei knew that he no longer needed the protection of others.

"Thank you for telling me this."

"I know that there is another person in your family who is exactly like you, but you are different from us."

Yes, one of them lives and the other dies, and when they become one, they become one person.

But she and Li Ya are both fine, or you and the others must be replaced by the other.

After Li Xuanwei understood everything, he also understood what he was going to do next.

During the meal, both of them were silent.

Li Xuanwei's favorite food was placed on the table in front of him. Tang Jili hardly moved his chopsticks, and sat across from him and looked at Li Xuanwei without taking a few bites.

"Wei Wei, what you are doing now is what you want to do, isn't it?"

Li Xuanwei was drinking soup with her head down. Hearing what he said, she looked up at him with a spoon in her hand. After hesitating for a few seconds, she nodded.

"of course."

"Well, then I wish you success."

"Thank you."

After eating, the two said their goodbyes. When Li Xuanwei got up to leave, Tang Jili behind him called her.

"Wei Wei, I want to ask you, do people have a next life?"

Li Xuanwei looked back at him.

"Lives circulate, die and die, and naturally have a next life."

"Well, then in the next life."

"Ok?"

"In the next life, I hope to meet you again."

Li Xuanwei looked at him silently, the man was obviously smiling, but there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

After a while she nodded.

"Ah."

Tang Jili watched the girl leave.

At the moment when the door of the box closed, the humbleness and helplessness suppressed in his eyes were revealed at the same time.

He knew what Li Xuanwei was after, and everything she wanted had nothing to do with him.

She is born free, passionate and enthusiastic, and she is definitely not something that people like me who can only hide in the dark can look up to.

This time, we may see each other by fate, or we may never see each other again.

So I still hope that in the next life, he can appear in front of her in a healthier way, without extravagant results, just to meet again.

(End of this chapter)