The sight is the lush green peaks, the clear blue sky and the snow-white clouds, and the sea of knowledge is not only a familiar call, but also a long-lost reunion, and a distant, collapsed giant peak.
Involuntarily, she opened her hands, and the air in front of her was suddenly torn, and through the torn space, she saw a scene she thought she would not see.
The tall Qiankun stone stele, the cracked tomb, the woman sitting upright, the burning flames, beside him, the young man and the female nun covered in red snuggled together, time stood still at this moment, and then, the man and the female nun suddenly raised their heads, and their eyes were far away from each other through the torn space.
At this moment when her eyes were facing each other, Zhang Xiaohan stepped into the void, and the next moment she was already standing in front of the burning flames, and she couldn't help herself, she threw herself into the flames.
"The meaning of life is in the past, and I will never regret the ups and downs."
As if a murmuring whisper, pain suddenly hit her body, and even if she experienced this kind of suffering, her soul trembled in pain in such a burn, and her will seemed to be about to dissipate with the burning.
The soul ball in Zhihai suddenly spun wildly, and a majestic force was released from the reversed soul ball, and Zhihai seemed to be filled with this sudden power at this moment, concentrating the trembling will that was about to be scattered.
The pain is still there, still burning on the body and soul, but the will is reunited, and it is far away from the pain, and if you take a step back, you will be far away from the pain, and further you will be on the cliff, and you will let the pain be cut inch by inch.
Retreat, everything you should get has been obtained, life has been experienced, destiny is so, there are no regrets, but just retreat like this, one step closer to the truth, you have already taken so much, as long as you take one more step.
One more step.
In her imagination, she opened her arms and embraced herself, but in reality, her body that threw herself into the flames suddenly coincided with herself sitting in the flames, and a melodious and crisp cry came out of the flames, and the flames turned into a huge phoenix and spread its wings.
What kind of phoenix is this, she has bright eyes, looking forward to flying, stretching her wings, standing on her feet, and the body of this phoenix is clearly a human cultivator, with all the human cultivation of a complete phoenix.
The melodious cry seemed to spread all over the demon world, and then the phoenix's body suddenly turned into a flame and burned, and in the flames was Zhang Xiaohan in a gray robe, in the flames of hunting, she seemed to be muttering: "It turns out that I still lack this step, refining the void and merging, it turns out that every step in life is indispensable."
The flame rose again, but it was a scorching white flame, Zhang Xiaohan stretched out his palm, watched the white tongue of fire lick his whole body, the flame suddenly turned black, but no matter what kind of black flame could not hide Zhang Xiaohan's figure inside, and then the flame turned red, yellow, and blue, and after the five elements of flame, it suddenly turned colorless.
The colorless flame suddenly used darkness, which was the burning of immortality, but then a gorgeous purple came up, coating the darkness with purple light, and then a trace of bright red appeared in the center of the flame, and finally the flame remained on the red, purple, and black from the inside out, and then slowly entered Zhang Xiaohan's body.
Her face was peaceful, as if she had just cast a simple spell, her eyes were calm and peaceful, she quietly looked at the Qiankun stone tablet in front of her, and suddenly her eyes drooped, and she was holding a small tripod in her palm, Qiankun Ding.
"Xiaohan" "The Master" Two shouts brought her back to reality, Zhang Xiaohan's eyes lit up, Xiao Ding disappeared in her body in an instant, she suddenly turned around, and she didn't know if everything in front of her was a dream or reality.
"Master, you're back" Linglong rushed forward, as if to hug Zhang Xiaohan, Xiaobao stood in place, looking over without blinking.
"Yes, I'm back."
Zhang Xiaohan whispered, his gaze crossed Linglong, and Xiaobao was intertwined.
"When did you leave" Xiaobao's words made Linglong react, and she was so excited that she forgot what had just happened.
"How long have you been here?"
Zhang Xiaohan asked rhetorically.
"Master, are you saying that it didn't take long for you to refine the Qiankun Ding after refining the weapon."
Linglong said quickly.
Zhang Xiaohan was silent for a while, and the two memories of her in her mind slowly merged, and the moment that Xiaobao and Linglong felt was in her memory for more than twenty years.
"Something happened, probably to add up to what I hadn't experienced yet, and I was going too fast."
Zhang Xiaohan didn't know if Xiaobao and the others understood her explanation, if Xiaobao couldn't understand it, no one in this world would be able to understand.
"You've changed."
Xiaobao's words shocked Zhang Xiaohan's heart, and he subconsciously said: "Where has changed?"
"The master has changed, he is calm, he doesn't look like the master anymore."
Linglong looked at Zhang Xiaohan and replied for Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaohan avoided Xiaobao's gaze and looked around, Zi Bing was standing not far away and looking over, and the memories of the short distance had all overlapped, all of them were personally experienced, but she was in a trance, which one was really herself.
"What's going on" Xiaobao finally walked over, walked to Zhang Xiaohan's side, stretched out his hand, hesitated, and then patted Zhang Xiaohan's arm.
It has always been Zhang Xiaohan's joy when he saw it, holding him in his arms and rubbing him, even if he is already a human figure, he is still a child in front of her.
Zhang Xiaohan shook her head and nodded again, just like when she was in the Immortal Realm, she didn't want to say anything.
"Completing my experience, the lower realm, the upper realm, and then the immortal realm, as a monk, all the things that should be experienced, even if it is the refining and integration that I have not had, do not give me a chance to leave any regrets."
Zhang Xiaohan's gaze fell back on Xiaobao.
"What is in your sea of knowledge?"
Xiaobao's words were like thunder, which made Zhang Xiaohan's heart tremble heavily, her lips trembled, and her voice couldn't help but tremble, "What's wrong with my Zhihai?"
No one can peek into her sea of consciousness, only Xiaobao, they do not share divine consciousness, but they can perceive the slightest changes in each other's divine consciousness.
"I don't know, but, don't you realize that the connection between you and me is being severed."
Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, Zhang Xiaohan realized that the connection between her consciousness and Xiaobao was fading little by little, and the feeling of familiarity and being with each other all the time was disappearing, she eagerly observed her sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge was still there, but it was clear that it should not be the same.
"My Zhihai" Zhang Xiaohan's body was cold, her scalp was numb, she remembered the Zhihai of those monks she saw, could it be that there was also a dark green light burning in her Zhihai t1706231537: