Retrograde fairy way

"What's going on? Why didn't Shan'er wake up?"

In another courtyard, Wang Mo frowned slightly, still maintaining his original appearance, with one hand outstretched to catch the twilight, his pretty face slightly raised, looking at Yang Shan'er's body outside the window.

Although the gray in his eyes was gone, there was only a sluggishness in them, and he didn't seem to wake up at all.

"Maybe it's because her spirit hasn't come out from the Xuanyin Dzi Bead yet, she shouldn't be able to wake up in a while!"

There were tears on Hanyan's clear and beautiful cheeks, she got up expressionlessly, slowly wiped her bare hands across her cheeks, and said expressionlessly.

"Ok!"

Just when the words were finished, Yang Shan'er, who had not moved at all, frowned slightly, and then her delicate body swayed, as if she was about to fall.

"Shan'er!"

Before she fell down, Wang Mo, who had been staring at her, appeared beside her in a flash, hugging her around the waist.

"Ok!"

Yang Shan'er seemed to be quite unconscious, and let out a moan-like moan from the end of her nose. She put her jade hand on her forehead, rubbed her tightly furrowed brows, and narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she felt that she was hugged by someone. Suddenly, he struggled and twisted like a panic, and exclaimed: "Who are you, let me go?"

"Shan'er, I'm Wang Mo!"

Seeing that she looked like she didn't know him, Wang Mo frowned deeply with the word 'Chuan', and said anxiously.

"Wang Mo?"

Hearing this, Yang Shan'er was stunned for a moment, and chewed it once, but the next moment, she struggled again and tried to push him away: "Let go of me, I don't know you!"

"How could this be?"

Wang Mo looked at Yang Shan'er's face and the fear of him in his eyes, and suddenly turned to look at Han Yan. Although he didn't explode his aura, he seemed to be questioning.

"Hmph, how do I know?"

Han Yan's beautiful eyes were reddish, she glanced over the head and didn't look at him.

"You let go..."

"Hey!"

Wang Mo turned his head to look at Yang Shan'er, let go of his arms with a sigh, and watched her move backwards towards the corner of the wall like a frightened bird.

"Sister, don't be afraid, sister is here!"

Suddenly, Han Yan made a sound, walked up to her, and held her in her arms.

"elder sister?"

Surprisingly, Yang Shan'er didn't struggle any more, instead there was a gleam of curiosity and intimacy in her eyes, and she shrank in her arms, as if she was avoiding something.

"you……"

Wang Mo frowned, and wanted to ask if Han Mengyue was playing tricks, or if she hadn't planned to hand over Yang Shan'er's body, but seeing the stubborn and vengeful light in Han Yan's eyes, she couldn't help but remain silent.

Han Mengyue's secret art of returning to the ruins, he had seen related records in the Tianfeng Xuan Palace, and the fluctuation of his spirit and soul was not fake.

"call!"

In the silence, Wang Mo thought for a while, then let out a breath, looked at the two women and said, "Wait a while, I will arrange a beast cart and leave Tianyun City!"

"Humph!"

Han Yan had a pretty face, and turned her head away with a cold snort, but she didn't refute, as if she had tacitly agreed.

It's just that Yang Shan'er in his arms first glanced at him timidly, then quickly dodged again.

After Wang Mo opened a restriction and walked out of the courtyard, he closed the formation again.

It wasn't that he judged the heart of a gentleman with a villain's heart, he was really afraid that Hanyan would be like last time, and took Yang Shan'er away quietly. There's a fuss.

"Sister, who is that fierce person?"

Yang Shan'er seemed to agree with Han Yan, and asked cautiously.

"A very hateful person!"

Han Yan gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, and then said no more, but there was not much hatred in her eyes.

From her point of view, the choice of her ancestor is probably a kind of relief. She is just blaming, and there is still a trace of resentment. As for what to blame and what to resent, I am afraid that only she knows.

Seeing her expression, Yang Shan'er shrank her neck and didn't say much anymore, just like a child, nestled in Han Yan's arms, seeming to be quite dependent.

Not long after, a faint golden glow flashed by, and Wang Mo had returned, looking at the two girls who looked like two sisters, he said: "Let's go!"

"You don't need to explain to Xia Qiongya?"

Han Yan supported Yang Shan'er, and when she passed by Wang Mo, she said suddenly, but she didn't ask where she was going, as if she was letting Wang Mo arrange it.

"It's okay, he will arrange it!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, then tapped the ground lightly, and the golden glow disappeared into his sleeve in a flash.

The three of them left the courtyard, passed through a pavilion, and left the inn. There was already a monk waiting at the door, leading a beast cart.

Seeing the three people coming out, he hurriedly opened the curtain and waited for the three people to get into the carriage.

"Out of town!"

Wang Mo said indifferently, boarded the car, and stretched out his consciousness to scan the surroundings, making sure that no one was paying attention, and then lowered the car curtain.

It's just that when it fell, it nodded slightly in a subtle way, as if to signal.

After the three of them sat down, the monk got instructions, and then he drove the beast cart and headed south.

No one noticed that in a corner, a figure in a cloak seemed to let out a silent sigh as he looked at the beast cart going away.

Maybe the voice came out, but it was drowned in the street full of people.

After a while, until the beast cart disappeared, the man in the cloak also turned and left silently, heading north.

……

After getting out of Tianyun City, Wang Mo sacrificed a green wind boat and carried the two girls all the way south.

Among the three of them, Wang Mo and Han Yan sat in meditation with their eyes closed, as if they didn't care about foreign affairs at all, only Yang Shan'er was snuggling beside Han Yan, her small head was looking out of the boat, looking around curiously.

"What's going on with her now, can you tell me?"

Wang Mo sat upright with his eyes closed, his expression unchanged, but he used his spiritual sense to send a voice to Han Yan in secret.

Han Yan at the side, like him, heard the sound transmission, but frowned slightly, but did not reply.

"I don't want to talk about Ling Zu's matter, but Shan'er's situation is quite different from what Ling Zu said. I want to know what's going on?"

Seeing her like this, Wang Mo was silent for a while, but still asked patiently.

In his heart, Yang Shan'er is not only his savior, but also a place of memories of a paradise in his heart, a place where he can stay and relax when he is tired.

All the scenes in the mountain village back then brought Wang Mo a touch of warmth, which gave him a harbor where he could anchor in his heart in this intriguing cultivation world.

It can be said that Wang Mo has not abandoned his belief so far, and what happened back then also gave him a lot of strength.

"Now, she should be absorbing a little memory left by her family ancestor when she returned to the ruins. Although her ancestor returned to the ruins and gave up the control of the Xuanyin Dzi Bead, her cultivation base is too weak to control such If it wasn't for the fact that her ancestors were severely injured back then, and her spirit survived with the help of the Xuanyin Dzi Bead, which minimized the power of the Xuanzhu, the spirit that hadn't dissipated back then would not have been able to enter it, let alone merged. As soon as you touch it, you will be frozen by the power of Xuanyin!"

Han Yan was silent for a while, then bit her red lips lightly, and sent a voice transmission to her.

"Accept memory? Is there any way to interrupt it?"

Wang Mo frowned, and transmitted the voice again.

He knew very well how painful it would be to accept memory in this way.

Just like searching for a soul, directly looking at a person's memory, the amount of information is so overwhelming that it can give a person with an unstable mind a great impact.

Yang Shan'er had only cultivated qi back then, and even though she had cultivated her spirit, she was too weak. Compared to Han Mengyue's spirit, even though she was seriously injured, she was like Yinghuo and Haoyue.

Accepting his memory in this way will inevitably be affected by his thoughts of revenge.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Come to think of it, the family ancestor should have just passed on the Xuanyin formula and the method of refining the Xuanyin dzi to her!"

Han Yan explained it indifferently, but when it came to the secret formula of Xuanyin, she couldn't help but opened her eyes and glanced at Yang Shan'er.

Fortunately, Yang Shan'er was attracted by the scene outside the boat at this time, and didn't notice the strangeness of Han Yan at all.

"That's good!"

Wang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't ask any more questions, just like the cold smoke, when he heard the Xuanyin formula, he couldn't help opening his eyes, and glanced at Yang Shan'er, with a flash of determination in his eyes, as if What decisions are made in general.

"Ok?"

But the next moment, Wang Mo's complexion changed, and he suddenly looked up.

……

Far away in the depths of Tianfengxuan Palace in Tianfeng Prefecture, in a quiet valley, there are small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, which are quite elegantly arranged.

In the center of the valley, there is a small lake surrounded by smooth pebbles of different sizes, on which is a petite woman in red.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation flashed in the air, and amidst the deep ripples, a woman with a playful face and an elegant red dress and white gauze flashed out from inside. It was the Lord of Tianfeng Xuan Palace—— Feng Wuxia.

Quietly walked up to the woman in red, eyes full of slyness, tiptoed to her back, and shouted loudly: "Master, I'm in a daze again, is it someone?"

The woman was sitting on smooth pebbles, her trousers were rolled up high, her pair of white jade feet were immersed in the clear water of the lake, her jade hands rested her cheeks, as if she was thinking about something, when she heard the There was a voice, and I immediately exclaimed: "Ah!"

According to Feng Wuxia's words, this woman is Feng Manqing who was reborn from Nirvana, or Feng Qingyue who changed her name and gave birth to herself.

"Damn girl, I'm scared to death, do you think that you are now more cultivated than me, so you can use your cultivation to bully Master?"

Seeing who was coming, Feng Qingyue stood up angrily, took up the clear water from the lake and splashed it, then pinched her waist with one hand and pointed at Feng Wuxia with the other, with a slight blush on her cheeks, she cursed indistinctly.

"Hmph, what's the matter, just relying on your cultivation to bully you, I think you bullied me a lot back then!"

Feng Wuxia raised her pretty face, dodged the splashing lake water indifferently, and counterattacked with a smile.

"Okay, are you not afraid that I will settle accounts with you in the future?"

Seeing her appearance like hob meat, Feng Qingyue couldn't help being speechless for a while, but then poured water on her again in a flash.

"Heck, Master, even if you have fused with that drop of Tianfeng's blood now, it will take at least a thousand years before you can reach the state of becoming a god. By that time, I might..."

Feng Wuxia smiled coquettishly, frolicking with her master unscrupulously, just like thousands of years ago, but the one being bullied has changed.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Before she could finish her words, Feng Qingyue raised her brows and yelled loudly.