A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 382 Red Clothes and Tsing Yi!Which one is Mu Jinghong?
Sadness is because the Sri Lankan has gone; joy is because the old shadow reappears.

Between grief and joy, tears welled up in Su Mo's eyes.Because, the woman in red that appeared on the blue urn was none other than Mu Jinghong.

Mu Jinghong is the most special existence to Su Mo.

Back then, Mu Jinghong lured Su Mo into the door and kept secretly defending him.No one in the Wulun Sect knows that Mu Jinghong, who is known as the "amazing bones for 3000 years", is Su Mo's backer.

It can be said that without the Mu Jinghong of the past, there would be no Su Mo of today.

Thousands of years have passed, but nothing has changed.

On the same day, under the ninth peak of Fenglun, Mu Jinghong died in Su Mo's arms in an extreme way.That was Su Mo's longest and deepest pain.

He still doesn't quite understand why Mu Jinghong did that?

At that time, he couldn't understand Mu Jinghong's explanation at all.

It's just that Su Mo now feels that he should be a reincarnation.However, he doesn't know who he is.Although he didn't understand many things, he remembered every word Mu Jinghong said before he died.

In the previous life, they must have known each other!
Moreover, the relationship is very close.Otherwise, Mu Jinghong would never wake up Su Mo with death, and said that if one life is not enough, it will be two lives, if two lives are not enough, it will be three lives, or even thousands of lives.

Su Mo felt that he hadn't woken up.

The death of Mu Jinghong made Su Mo decadent for a hundred years.Until, he was sure that there could be reincarnation in the pure land world.It can be said that the ultimate goal that Su Mo has pursued for thousands of years is to reunite with Mu Jinghong.

In any case, Su Mo never thought that he would see Mu Jinghong in the Cave of Hidden Soul Cauldron.

"Senior Sister Mu!" Su Mo was very excited.

"Hmph!" The little white pig was also taken aback.The little guy could sense the changes in Su Mo's heart.It was in Su Mo's arms back then, but it secretly looked at Mu Jinghong.

The black is cold and the red clothes are bloodthirsty.

It was a mysterious woman.

The little white pig understands that this female cultivator has a close relationship with Su Mo, so she should be considered her half heroine.Also, isn't this the previous owner of the big black crow?

Sure enough, as soon as the red shadow came out, Heiyu Shenhong screamed up to the sky, and wanted to rush to Mu Jinghong and fly over.However, it was still blocked in place and could not advance an inch.

Su Mo's situation is almost exactly the same.

In the entire hidden soul altar cave, there is a magical power that imprisoned everything.

"Senior Sister Mu!" Su Mo called out.

However, Mu Jinghong, who was dressed in red, turned a deaf ear and his expression did not change much.In her eyes, Su Mo, Little White Pig, and Heiyu Shenhong didn't seem to be there.

She is only immersed in her own world.

There is no doubt about Mu Jinghong's beauty.Dressed in a red dress, she is glamorous and unparalleled.However, at this moment, the red shadow looked calm, neither sad nor happy.

Is that a divine sense, or a mirror image?Su Mo couldn't tell the difference.After all, whether it is mirror images or divine thoughts, they are all spells that Su Mo can't match now.

Mu Jinghong looked up at the starlight in the sky, and then looked down at the sea beneath his feet.Her movements were very slow, so slow that she seemed to be full of nostalgia.

However, Su Mo felt that in Mu Jinghong's eyes, there was no reflection of the starry sky or the great river at all.

Her eyes were unusually clear.

Clear and cold!
There is a starry sky above and the sea below.At that moment, Mu Jinghong was dressed in red, floating above the big blue urn, looking a bit dreamy.

However, Su Mo noticed the red light under Mu Jinghong's feet, and it never left the red veil that sealed the blue urn.

"Senior Sister Mu!" Su Mo called again.

However, Mu Jinghong still didn't respond.

Su Mo couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, he found that a transparent water curtain had already been erected in front of him.He, the little white pig, and Heiyu Shenhong were actually completely separated from Mu Jinghong.

Looking again, Mu Jinghong in red sighed softly, then waved his hand to draw in the void.

There was a hint of melancholy in her eyes, and at the same time she whispered softly: "Immortal immortal bones, immortal soul, immortal reincarnation, and immortal heart. The heavens have endless possibilities, and the world of mortals is only for the king!"

Mu Jinghong was talking to herself, but her voice was lingering and sad.

And with the outline of Mu Jinghong in red, the four lines of poems that were originally on the black stone table and now seem to be floating on the sea are shining one by one.

"That's what Senior Sister Mu wrote back then?" Su Mo was shocked.He had never thought that this hidden soul altar and cave had something to do with Mu Jinghong.

"What is sealed in that big blue urn?" Su Mo wanted to know.

But at this time, after Na Mu Jinghong finished writing all the words, his hands actually started to seal.Mu Jinghong's seal formula was quick and complicated.

call--

A big blue urn unexpectedly appeared on top of Mu Jinghong's head.That big blue urn was exactly the same as the big urn under Mu Jinghong's feet.

"Mirror!"

At this moment, Su Mo could finally be sure.At present, everything he sees is a kind of mirror image, or a piece of memory left on the altar red gauze.

"Xiao Lang, in the next life, I will still look for you! In this life, Hongchen has done his best! My lifespan has arrived. However, I am willing to be an immortal reincarnation for you!"

When Mu Jinghong said these words, his figure had gradually faded.She gradually turned into a red light.

"Senior Sister Mu—"

Su Mo shouted, although he knew that Mu Jinghong couldn't hear him at all, but he still wanted to shout.In fact, it was just a kind of self-consolation and sustenance of Su Mo.

"Who is Xiao Lang? What does Hong Chen refer to?"

Su Mo suddenly felt a headache, which was an inexplicable pain.However, that feeling is fleeting.

The seal in Mu Jinghong's hands has ended, and her figure has completely turned red.In the end, there was only a ray of red light left, which was actually attached to the green urn and red gauze she offered.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it really changed, but Su Mo always felt that the red gauze that sealed the green urn was a little redder, and the red mud on the seal was also a little redder.

call--

Mu Jinghong's mirror image completely disappeared, but the starry sky and sea did not disappear.

wow -- wow --

The sea is turning, and the sound of the tide is rising again.

The big cyan urn started to spin.

It's just that it turns very slowly, as if something hinders it from turning.And suddenly, a faint green air emitted from the seal of the big blue urn.

In the green air, a somewhat illusory shadow floated out.

The shadow was very faint, as if it would disappear at any moment.However, it is exceptionally clear.

At that moment, Su Mo's face was slightly pale, and his expression was terrified.

Because, it turned out to be Mu Jinghong in Tsing Yi.However, she looked as pale as paper, with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, and she was very weak.

Between her eyebrows, there is a plum blossom imprint.That imprint is faintly shining.

plum bossom?

Su Mo recalled that when Mu Jinghong died, the sky was full of plum blossoms.

Mu Jinghong in Tsing Yi looked weak, as if his soul would fly away at any moment.

"For those who are destined, I will give you the Chenluo Sutra! Please go to the Chenluo Realm to save me—"

(End of this chapter)