I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

Chapter 98:

A Luo opened her eyes and found that she had re-floated on the surface of the sea of knowledge without knowing it.

This is her sea of consciousness, as long as she is a little stronger, she can manipulate them as she wants.

Interrogating Daoxin, Aluo originally thought that she would meet a demon, such as the day when Chaohua Xianzong was destroyed, or the day she killed Sima Jue, or the death of the senior brother. day.

What she didn't expect was that these were not her demons, but the memory she had missed was.

During the period when she was missing her memory, Sima Jue was the son of Heaven at that time, and everything in the world was helping him. Aluo Mingming lost so many memories in the Immortal's Wing Mansion, but only remembered Sima Jue, and then he was deceived by Sima Jue like a fool.

After knowing the true face of Sima Jue, A Luo thought about it more than once, what did she think when she was obsessed with her boss Sima Jue? Sima Jue has so many confidantes, which is obviously unacceptable to her, but for a period of time, she was actually willing to wrong herself? To be honest, she actually can't remember her state at that time.

Such memory was so mutilated that she couldn't remember it until she died.

Now she lives again, when she tortured Daoxin, she only remembered it.

It turns out that the "saving grace" that she has been missing for so long is actually a fake?

No wonder she always mentioned in front of Sima Jue that she had become a "blind man" in the immortal's surviving mansion, Sima Jue was always reluctant to say more.

For so long in the future, she hated her own weakness and incompetence.

It turned out that it was not a painful memory.

On the contrary, it is actually very beautiful.

It's just that its fruit was stolen by a shameful thief.

A person who deceives the world and steals his name, but has coaxed her into the cultivation world to treat him as a gentleman for so many years?

Ridiculous, really ridiculous!

A Luo couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

She was laughing at herself.

The female alien in the fairy surviving mansion back then, can't wait to make all the human races blind. A Luo thought it would be fine as long as he could see, but he didn't expect that the words "with eyes but no beads" were more terrifying than being a real blind man.

However, after laughing, Aluo felt extremely empty again, but soon, this emptiness was replaced by a strong sense of luck.

Sima Jue is dead, and she is still alive now.

She still has a chance to repent, but Sima Jue is already dead and can't die anymore. How much luck Sima Jue got, how much he would have to repay after he died.

The person who was wounded by the creation spirit fire and the sleepy **** incense will not even have the opportunity to reincarnate, and his soul will not be left behind.

"Little Cangling."

Allo read these three names silently.

Thanks to her memory, she already knew what these three words meant.

This means that this is the magic weapon of the big brother.

It was the little Cangling standing outside.

Was it the senior brother who re-practised it so that it can be passed on to future generations? Still, it is...

This possibility is too small, and the implications are too great, Aluo hardly dared to think about it.

Her life has been a mess, and now it means starting from scratch. She has already killed the first brother, is she going to kill another life?

Still don't want to.

Aluo retracted her head like a tortoise, trying to throw these thoughts aside.

Anyway, let her solve the current problem first.

A Luo stood up from the surface of the sea and began to look at this piece of sea of consciousness.

The past recalled did not succeed in making her breakthrough in the sea of consciousness.

This is just complementing her life.

The road that really belonged to her has not been found.

She tried to go back and forth in this sea of consciousness, but she didn't find anything.

In other words, her knowledge of the sea itself does not have too many problems. If Shihai is in tatters, it is impossible for her as a master to not find out at all.

Then, it can only be another possibility.

A Luo looked under the sea of knowledge.

In the deepest part of the sea of knowledge, there is the creation spirit fire.

That's where she was reborn after three thousand years and was able to re-enter the path of immortality.

And her family has been born for generations to guard the spirit of creation. Does this mean that the Tao she is looking for is also in it?

A Luo didn't think too much.

The monk has reached this point in his cultivation, he only needs to act according to his own feelings.

A Luo took the initiative to pierce it this time.

thump.

As if the Spirit of Creation had noticed Aluo's thoughts, the always calm sea had a wonderful attraction to Aluo this time.

A Luo continued to deepen along with that force, the sea water without any temperature, and suddenly a lot of scorching sensation.

The creation spirit fire is only a small ball.

But the power contained in it is unknown.

With just such a thread, A Luo can re-enter the realm of comprehension, and can return her scattered souls to the world.

It is the treasure of heaven and earth, and it is also something that Sima will not hesitate to destroy Chaohua Immortal Sect.

No one knows how powerful it is.

A Luo didn't know how long she had been swimming.

Maybe thousands of years have passed.

Maybe it's just a moment.

Until A Luo's eyes, there was a ray of fire...

Know overseas.

A Luo has been in the contract for a full month.

Shen Xijian and Ji Zicheng were still guarding outside.

This month, Ji Zicheng has visited almost all the major forces, and the various twists and turns need not be mentioned. If it hadn't been for Xiao Cangling to sit down and teach a few people who don't know good or bad, their life would never have been so peaceful.

Everyone wants that copy of the scriptures.

Ji Zicheng is also willing to deal with them.

Of course, the most entangled among them is the people of Riyue Xianzhuang. They believed that the scriptures belonged to them, but it was a strange thing for Kiko to take care of them.

Now that the scriptures are in his hands, he is the one who sits down and sets the price.

"Senior Cang, did Junior Sister A Luo grow taller?" Ji Zicheng suddenly pointed to A Luo who was sitting in the courtyard.

How does he feel that A Luo's sleeves seem to be short?

Shen Xi nodded gradually.

He is guarding here day and night, no one knows the changes in A Luo's body better than him.

"The golden core lock on A Luo's body has disappeared." Shen Xi said gradually, "She is about to transform into a baby."

"How long will it be?" Kiko Cheng's eyes lit up. "What do I need to prepare?"

"No need, we can just wait." Shen Xi slowly shook his head.

"Senior Xiaocang, do you want to take a break? I'll take care of it. Your complexion seems a little unpleasant now." Ji Zicheng glanced at Shen Xijian, feeling a little strange.

With the cultivation base of Senior Xiao Cangling, let alone a mere month, there will be no problem even for ten years. Why does Senior Xiao Cangling look haggard?

"It's okay." Shen Xijian still shook his head and refused.

What should he say?

Could it be that he was far in Podaozong's body, and he didn't know why he started to dream, dreaming of the past a long time ago, and then reflecting on this part/body?

The monk no longer dreams.

A monk like him who has already experienced the true meaning of the Great Dao, if he wants to dream, it must be related to himself before he will be warned by the Dao of Heaven.

So, does he have this dream again, does it mean that A Luo will also remember it?

This is not impossible.

Let it all happen.

A Luo had already swam to the side of the creation spirit fire.

The creation spirit fire is only as small as a fist.

It stayed quietly in the deepest part of A Luo's body, which was also the deepest part of the sea of consciousness.

If you haven't heard of its reputation, it is probably hard to imagine that such a small thing possesses the power of destroying the world.

"This is the second official meeting, right." A Luo said as he looked at the creation spirit fire in front of him.

Although the creation spirit fire has always been in her body, her cultivation is low, and what she can use is only the outermost flame, and she has never really used it at all.

Speaking of it, only the time when Sima Jue took it out of Sima Jue's body and put it into the body of Senior Brother three thousand years ago was the real encounter.

Chuangshi Linghuo stayed there quietly, and did not answer A Luo's question.

It is impossible for such heaven and earth spiritual creatures to give birth to spiritual wisdom. The more naturally powerful things are, the lower their wisdom will be. This is determined by the laws of heaven and earth.

"I want to find the road that belongs to me." A Luo stretched out his hand at the creation spirit fire, "I want to live it thoroughly and unrestrainedly."

I want to live for thousands of years, I want to ascend to Dao, I want to ascend to the immortal realm that day, I can go to their ancestors who have already gained Dao in Chaohua Immortal Sect, and tell a story in the realm of cultivation.

I want to see the big brother there.

The creation spirit fire did not burn A Luo's hand.

Perhaps it was because it and A Luo had already coexisted, or because A Luo was the last one of the people who guarded it after all.

A Luo reached out and touched it.

Its temperature is the same as the temperature on a human body.

It's neither cold nor hot.

Immediately, A Luo was overwhelmed by the countless avenues from this creation spirit fire.

...

A Taoist man in a black and white robe walked towards A Luo.

He has straight-faced faces and an air of dignity.

A plain wooden sword in his hand, accompanied by a tattered wine gourd around his waist, looks extremely unsuitable, but there is a sense of wonderful harmony in it.

"My name is a wine and Taoist who soared one hundred and six thousand and eighty-eight years ago."

The Jiu Dao Ren smiled at A Luo, then picked up his wooden sword, and began to practice his sword skills one by one in front of A Luo.

His swordsmanship is open and close, it is nothing more than ordinary slashing, but A Luo believes that no one can resist his offensive.

The avenue is one, and the avenue is Jane.

This is the consensus of the cultivation world, but there are not many people who really experience this.

The wine master suddenly took off the wine gourd around his waist and took a sip at it.

The original simple sword skills suddenly became more sophisticated.

"The return of thousands of miles is not frost, and the sword will reappear in a century.

Life is worthy of the wine at ease, and one day becomes a sword song. "

In just a few lines of poetry, he had already recruited hundreds of sets of swords for the exercise.

Aluo clearly worked very hard to memorize all the swordsmanship, but in retrospect it was nothing.

"My way is the avenue of freedom. With wine as the heart, you can drink freely when you are happy, and turn into sorrow when you are down. With one wine, one sword, one gourd, you can travel all over the world, and once you meet a fairy, you will rise. At that time, I occasionally saw the creation spirit fire, and acted in front of it to show future generations." The drinker smiled slightly, "Would you like to enter my free way?"

It turned out that it was the creation of the Spiritual Fire that showed the fairy avenue that soared many years ago in front of her?

A Luo knew in her heart that this might be the biggest chance of her life.

She had also wondered before that the number of people who ascended to the Huaxian Sect was indeed a lot more than that of other sects, but it was still normal. But the tribe who only guarded the spirit fire line, almost all of them were able to ascend.

Perhaps this is where the gift of guarding spirit fire lies.

A Luo, three thousand years ago, couldn't bear the responsibility.

Therefore, Linghuo had never given her such a gift, but now, she tortured Daoxin and came to Linghuo on the initiative, which was recognized by Linghuo.

"I am under the heavy responsibility of the sect, and I want to protect my fellow family from the wind and rain. I can't help but feel happy and angry. Therefore, the road of freedom is not what I want."

If A Luo could really have a sense of the Dao of Freedom, he wouldn't be able to remember a single sword technique.

She is not greedy.

What suits you is the best.

"Good." The drinker said such a word to A Luo, and the figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.

What followed was another woman dressed in black with a cold face.

She didn't have a weapon on her body, and her hair was just tied with straw ropes at will, full of wild and unruly meaning.

"My name is Wu Niang, who soared 90,720 years ago."

What she practiced in front of Aluo was a set of boxing techniques.

Fist moves have the power to shock the world.

Then she showed her palm again.

The palm wind gusts, soft energy overcomes rigidity.

Finally, she showed her **** again.

Fingers are like orchids, running through the world.

With just a pair of hands, she can go to heaven and earth, nothing can stop her.

"Later generations don't know the things of the past, only the pine leaves fall in their arms. My way is the great way of change."

No matter how powerful the external magic weapon is, the most powerful thing of the human race is always its own hands.

Knives, guns and clubs, axes, hooks and forks, after all, need to be held with both hands.

It is always the same, and it can be changed once it changes.

A Luo still shook his head slowly.

She has a little bit of change on the Avenue, but this is not what she wants.

Afterwards.

The outstanding figures of various times appeared in front of A Luo, evolving their own avenues.

A Luo still shook his head slowly.

But she is not without gain.

Having witnessed so many avenues in one breath, her original pursuit of her own way suddenly became clear.

It was like pushing open the crack of a tightly closed door.

Through the slit of the door, it is enough to see the world outside the door clearly.

What do I want to ask for?

A Luo asked herself so.

I don't really want to ask for much.

For a time, Chaohua Immortal Sect, father, senior uncle, uncle and mother, senior brother and senior disciple, and today's Podao Sect, etc., all surfaced in A Luo's mind.

I want the people and things I cherish to be protected by my hands.

I want what I like, whether it is a person or a thing, to understand what I want.

I want to be able to rely on no one, not to be the poor person who can only wait for others to save me, I want to be the one who saves others.

Monks despise life, love, and mortals.

But what I want to do is a mortal.

Gods, can they only abandon all emotions and desires? What's the difference between that and the statues in the temple? What's the difference between that and the stone that stays on the side of the road and is immortal for thousands of years?

Man is a man, not a beast.

Is it because they have no feelings?

No, not so.

I just don't know since when, the monks discovered that abandoning personal feelings can better understand the avenue, so they just embarked on this road one after another.

But I don't want to.

Even if the road ahead is destined to be extremely difficult, even if I walk on a road that is diametrically opposite to countless monks.

I also want to take a walk and try it.

My way is the way to enter God.

It is the way that the common people all over the world think, think, and depend on.

Don't need to be too impatient.

No need to be too sensitive.

There is no need to cut off love.

Her way,

For the sentimental way.

One love gives birth to everything.

The Creation Spirit Fire seemed to sense A Luo's thoughts and reappeared another person.

A gentleman wearing a white robe with a smile on his mouth and a gentle smile walked towards A Luo step by step.

"My name is Shen Zhao, I should have soared three thousand years ago."

Aluo fixedly looked at him.

It's just that this "Shen Zhao" is the same as the predecessors before, but it is a real memory of the road he practiced.

"I am resurrected from the dead, and I have to meet the spiritual fire of creation. I have the privilege to practice too much induction. Only after the love is over, I can repair my oral knowledge and fly into a fairy."

"But I don't want to break my love in this way."

"I was born with incomplete oral knowledge. As a mortal, I can't order subordinates. I was given up. I wanted to live in the countryside. I don't want to meet the immortals and step into the path of immortals. The kindness of the immortals, with my magic weapon, makes me think and think. Speak with a magic weapon. The fairy has a girl, who is cute and cute, who is kind to me."

A Luo knew that the fairy in his mouth was his father, and the fairy daughter in his mouth was her.

It's just that she never thought about it. It should be said that the entire Chaohua Xianzong didn't know that the senior brother Shen Zhao was inherently dumb.

No wonder he was known for being taciturn before Jindan.

It's not that he doesn't want to talk, but that his magic power is not enough for him to talk like ordinary people.

Shen Zhao never talked about his flaws to anyone. In everyone's hearts, he was the perfect one.

But he couldn't even speak freely.

After another thief had stolen his results, he had no way to prove, no way to defend himself.

Not a word can be said.

"My love, I never thought about being with the fairy daughter. I lived and died together in a fairy mansion with her. I thought it was my fortune. I don't want to wait for me to leave the customs. The younger sister already likes another person."

At that time, she confessed to the wrong person.

She was jealous of the big brother who was fighting against Sima at that time, but she never thought that he was just unwilling.

She has helped Simajue many times and injured him many times.

But the big brother has no proof.

Everything about him was stolen.

"That person is weird, and luck is added. It is not her fault that the younger sister was bewitched by her. The younger sister did not meet her beloved, and the sect collapsed. I thought that she could protect her forever by having my cultivation base. Blunder."

What does it have to do with you?

A stupid dying Alor, a bewildered guy who can't see who is good and who is bad, what do you care about her?

A Luo's heart was so sad that it could not be said.

"I entered the nine heavens and ten places and used the creation spirit to search for the traces of the younger sister's soul. I didn't get anything. Until I ascended, I occasionally sensed the younger sister's whereabouts and traced the cause and effect, but that vitality fell three thousand years later."

A Luo remembered the big brother he once saw in the illusion.

They looked at each other, and Aluo almost thought he had been spotted.

It turns out that at that time, the big brother really saw her?

"I was supposed to die. It was the creation spirit fire that saved my life. I evolved the avenue in front of the spirit fire, let the spirit fire peel off this body, and went to find A Luo to help her return to the world. However, the spirit fire left her body. , I don’t have much longevity. I was lucky enough to be gifted by the Spiritual Fire to the Three Thousand Avenues of evolution. Back to the main road, this life will no longer have to suffer from love. This feat is called—"

"Small and No Phase Power"!

Only those who are born with a handicapped five senses can learn it.

It makes people rejuvenate and live endlessly, with a longevity comparable to that of a monster race.

Shen Xijian is fine too.

Xiao Cangling is also good.

But they were all incarnations outside of Shen Zhao's body.

He never left, just existed in another identity.

The creation spirit fire threw A Luo out again.

She has returned to the sea of consciousness.

A Luo's Zhihai fluctuated violently because of her emotions.

The mighty sea is enough to crush people out of breath.

The sea of knowledge is boundless, but the human body is only so big.

The power of one sea is poured into the body of one person.

If you want to succeed, you can only make yourself stronger.

A Luo's mind became extremely confused.

She felt for a while that she was still the A Luo of three thousand years ago.

After a while, I felt that I was A Luo from Dao Sect.

Family, friendship, love.

Those countless loves, hatreds, and countless images flashed one after another on this sea of knowledge.

The reason why Youqingdao was rejected by the monks was not because it had no power, but because it involved too many, and the various emotions were enough to exhaust the body and mind of a monk who was tossing with him.

A Luo was struggling.

Outside the Weiming Restaurant, countless dark clouds gathered.

Thunder bursts.

That kind of power, some people would believe that it is a great power in the tribulation and soaring.

Such a shape naturally attracted the monks from the unnamed restaurant to go out and watch.

"What kind of monk is crossing the catastrophe here?"

"No, I have seen many visions of crossing the robbery. This is definitely not an ordinary robbery cloud."

"Could it be a demon monk?"

"No, even if it is the demon repair of the descendants of dragon and phoenix blood, Jie Yun is not so weird, right."

The thundercloud on that day began to gradually evolve into a human form.

Really unheard of.

"Leiyun looks like a man. I'm afraid that the cultivating cultivator is trying to cross the calamity."

A dear young monk stepped out of the famous restaurant, looked at the sky and smiled slightly.

That was the palace owner of Weiming Restaurant, Hong Xiaodao.

What he said must be true.

Affectionate?

The monks who heard this were shocked.

Are there people who are so stupid to practice this mortal road?

Before the monk entered the Tao, there was a constant admonition from masters and uncles, not to be too indulged in love. In the ancient times, there were not many people practicing, let alone now?

But now, such a person has appeared.

"The direction of Thunder Cloud is from the Daoist Sect!"

Podaozong, who is crossing the catastrophe?

Others don’t know, don’t the people who are not known as the restaurant still know?

It's the sister of the Golden Core period.

Unexpectedly, in today's chaotic cultivation world, would anyone still practice such a sentimental way?

Hong Xiaodao found it very interesting.

A Luo in the sea of knowledge is quietly thinking about her past.

To have sentiment is to give priority to one sentiment.

This affection can protect her spirit and wisdom, and protect her Taoist heart.

And once this situation is cut off, it will usher in a great crisis of Dao Xin's fall.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult for the sentimental way to succeed.

Because what kind of affection is enough to make a monk who has sentimental way stay the same for his whole life until he soars?

But in the same way, if the situation remains the same, she is not afraid of any demons or bottlenecks. With this long companionship, the road to ascension can be extremely magnanimous.

It became clear why the Creation Spiritual Fire placed Shen Zhao's Dao Evolution in front of her eyes.

This love is robbery.

It's also fate.

Even if it was reversed by the son of luck in the middle, it still resumed after three thousand years.

If one day, Shen Zhao will break through the relationship and rise to the Dao.

She is also the one who seeks for benevolence.

It is worth noting to repay it in one lifetime.

"Aro..."

There was a soft sigh in my ear.

That little affection is above the sea of consciousness, just like the moon arched by the stars, shining the sea of consciousness like daylight.

Another girl gradually appeared in the sea of knowledge.

The girl was all crystal clear, and she was lovely.