The mist surges into the deep cave, bringing a little coolness. There was darkness ahead, and you couldn't see your fingers. Water was dripping on the ground, and the sound echoed endlessly.
The two of them walked into the deepest part and came to the other side of the mountain.
The cliff faces the sea of clouds, filled with steaming clouds and mist. There are messy sword marks on the mountain wall. In a corner, there is an extremely ancient stone bed.
On the stone bed, an unkempt figure, who could not tell whether he was a man or a woman, sat cross-legged, seemingly practicing.
However, Nangong Zhandao and Lan Youruo knew that the man was not practicing, but sleeping.
"Is she Mo Nansu?" Lan Youruo asked.
Nangong Zandao did not answer.
With his naked eyes alone, he could no longer tell the identity of the person in front of him.
In his impression, Mo Nansu was lively, gentle, and considerate. He retained some memories of his every smile and every move.
If the person in front of him was really Mo Nansu, then she was completely different from the girl in his memory.
Nangong Zhandao walked towards Mo Nansu.
Getting closer and closer, his steps became a little heavy.
In his heart, he knew that he owed Mo Nansu.
That guilt is always there.
After all, what he cultivated was Taishang Wangqing, not Taishang Ruthless.
Whoosh!
The moment the two of them approached, the dirty figure suddenly opened her eyes. Her whole body was dirty and messy, but these eyes were black and bright.
"Who are you?"
She stared at the two of them and screamed, seemingly frightened.
"I am Nangong Ling."
Nangong Zhandao said in a condensed voice.
He looked at Mo Nansu. Even if she was obsessed, those eyes were still so charming.
Even though she was unkempt, Nangong Zhandao could still recognize her.
Lan Youruo glanced at him. After so many years of knowing him, it was the first time she heard Nangong Zandao call himself Nangong Ling.
Lan Youruo's expression was complicated.
In front of Mo Nansu, he was indeed Nangong Ling.
"Nangong... Ling..."
Mo Nansu's eyes were confused. She whispered the three words "Nangong Ling" repeatedly. The more she repeated the words, the more painful her eyes became, as if she was remembering the past.
She held her head with both hands, let out a sharp scream, and hid in the corner of Siguo Cliff like crazy, looking at Nangong Zandao in horror.
"He's dead... He doesn't want me anymore..."
Mo Nansu screamed miserably, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. She hugged her head tightly and huddled in the corner.
Lan Youruo had a look of pity on her face.
Mo Nansu was indeed crazy.
She looked at Nangong Zhandao. Mo Nansu's experience could be said to be Nangong Zhandao's creation. Even though she was Nangong Zhandao's Taoist companion, she still blamed Nangong Zhandao when she saw this scene.
Nangong Zhandao walked towards Mo Nansu, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
At this moment, he faced his Taoist heart.
Everyone said that more than a hundred years ago, he used Mo Nansu to cultivate his sword intention and cultivate the Xuandu Forgetting Heavenly Book. Perhaps, he did do that at that time.
However, at that time, he did have feelings of admiration.
Because of this, Nangong Zhandao chose Mo Nansu. Compared with love, he cared more about practice.
In the beginning, it was him who abandoned love and went astray for the sake of cultivation, which led to him being expelled from the Daqian royal family, and also leading to Mo Nansu's current decline.
He is fully responsible for all this.
Lan Youruo activated her magic power, and the lunar light enveloped Mo Nansu. Wisps of soft breath poured into her body, and Mo Nansu's mood gradually stabilized.
"Although she is crazy, she still remembers you." Lan Youruo stared at Nangong Zhan and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Abandon her again?"
"Or take her with you?"
Nangong Zhan said. With a calm expression, he said: "The past is over, and my feelings for her have long been worn away in the past years." "
Now I only feel guilty for her."
"Come today, I also want to cut off her feelings. The causal entanglement between me and her."
Nangong Zandao calmly stated his thoughts.
Lan Youruo couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad at this moment.
"Now, you are the only one in my heart." Nangong Zandao held Lan Youruo's little hand.
"Then how are you going to make it up to her?"
Lan Youruo looked at Mo Nansu who was sleeping, feeling very sympathetic.
"Cure her disease."
Nangong Zandao was silent for a second, and then continued: "Cut away her memory."
"You want to chop off her memory of more than a hundred years?"
Lan Youruo said in shock.
It is not difficult to cut off a memory. Nangong Zhandao is proficient in the Xuandu Forgetting Heavenly Book, so he can do it easily.
But in this case, Mo Nansu would lose more than a hundred years of memory, which seemed too cruel to her.
"Because of my existence, she suffered a great disaster. Without me, she would not have to fall into the pain of love like she did more than a hundred years ago." Nangong Zhandao said in a deep voice: "Beheading her memory is the best choice. ."
"Let me do it."
Lan Youruo stepped forward.
"I'll do it."
Nangong Zhandao's eyes were bright and twinkling slightly, "This relationship started with me and needs to be ended by me." "
After today, we will have nothing to do with each other."
Whoosh!
Nangong Zhandao activated the Xuandu Wangqing Heavenly Book, and his aura suddenly became faint and dim, and his whole person was filled with an extraordinary and otherworldly temperament.
Lan Youruo looked at him silently, her eyes wandering, not knowing what she was thinking.
Sonorous!
A ray of sword light rose from the fingertips of Nangong Zhandao. He closed his eyes, let out a soft sigh, and slashed at the sleeping Mo Nansu with his sword.
This magical power, called the Divine Sword Jue of Rebirth, is derived from the Xuandu Wangqing Heavenly Book.
The sword energy cut into Mo Nansu's head, and Mo Nansu groaned.
A picture reflected in Nangong Zandao's mind.
From the first time the two met in Daqian Qianxing City, from the first time the two held hands at the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival, from the first time the two went boating on the lake together...
memories flowed into Nangong Zhandao's sea of consciousness like clear springs. It awakened all kinds of memories and feelings deep in his heart that had been buried for a long time.
Memories flow like water, and memories of hundreds of years are like a blink of an eye.
Nangong Zandao didn't hesitate at all.
As he said, the past is over, and the past is no longer important to him.
As soon as he thought, the sword light cut into Mo Nansu's memory.
Mo Nansu curled up tightly and trembled slightly.
After a few breaths, Nangong Zhandao gathered his magic power, but Mo Nansu was still sleeping.
Cutting off memories is only the first step.
The next step is to cure Mo Nansu's stupidity.
Buzz!
Nangong Zhandao opened his palm, and a crystal-clear jade-sized holy elixir the size of a dragon's eye floated. On the holy elixir, there were wisps of divine patterns, which was extremely wonderful.
He once found this holy elixir in a quasi-emperor's tomb. It can cleanse people's muscles and cut their marrow, cure all kinds of diseases, and can even create a star god body.
As long as Mo Nansu takes this pill, her illness can be cured. After it is completely refined, she can master the power of the stars and transform into a star god body.
This is Nangong Zhandao's compensation.
Nangong Zhandao helped Mo Nansu up and fed the holy elixir into her mouth.
boom!
He activated his mana, and the majestic mana poured into Mo Nansu's body, helping Mo Nansu dissolve the power of the holy elixir and help her quickly refine the holy elixir.
After burning a stick of incense, the holy elixir was completely refined, and the medicinal power was integrated into Mo Nansu's body.
"Well..."
Mo Nansu slowly opened her eyes, her eyes clear and clear, without the previous madness and confusion. She looked at Nangong Zhandao and Lan Youruo in confusion, and said in a clear voice, "Who are you?" "
That's the case. Disciples of the Hunyuan Sect?"
"How come I've never seen you before?"
"Where am I?"
Mo Nansu stood up instantly and asked a series of questions.
"I'm your friend."
Nangong Zandao smiled, "I came here specifically to see you."
"Then why haven't I seen you?" Mo Nansu asked warily.
"Here...how does this look like the Si Guo Cliff of the Holy Sect?"
Mo Nansu looked around. When she found out that it was Si Guo Cliff, she was even more surprised, "Why am I on the Si Guo Cliff?"
"Is that so? Did you kidnap me here?"
"You made a mistake and were imprisoned in Siguo Cliff. We are here to take you out."
Lan Youruo explained.
"Impossible."
Mo Nansu snorted lightly, with sly eyes, and said, "I am a saint from the Hunyuan Sect. Master loves me the most. Why would you lock me up in Siguo Cliff?" "
The Great Elder is outside. , she asked us to pick you up."
Lan Youruo smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, just follow us and leave Siguo Cliff and we'll find out."
"Huh!"
Mo Nansu snorted, "I'm sorry. You don't dare to lie to me."
She is not afraid at all. In the Hunyuan Sect, can something happen to her?
Moreover, she had an indescribable feeling for Nangong Zhandao in her heart. She intuitively felt that he would not deceive her. Even Mo Nansu found it baffling.
I've obviously never seen him before, so why do I have such a strange feeling?
The three of them walked out of Siguo Cliff.
"See for yourself, the Great Elder is right opposite." Lan Youruo pointed at the old woman.
"Grandma Lu."
Mo Nansu cheered and turned into a stream of light and flew to the other side of Siguo Cliff. "Grandma, you are getting more and more beautiful."
"Let's go."
Lan Youruo nodded.
The two disappeared on Siguo Cliff.
"Why are they missing?" Mo Nansu looked back and found that Nangong Zhandao and Lan Youruo had disappeared out of thin air, unable to sense a breath.
The old woman's expression was extremely complicated.
Mo Nansu's personality has not changed at all from that of more than a hundred years ago, and even Nangong Zhandao cannot recognize her. This only proves that her memory has been chopped off.
Nangong Zhandao completely disappeared from her world.
"It's also a good thing."
The old woman thought to herself.
"Mother-in-law, they claim to be my friends, but I have never met them. Who are they?" Mo Nansu racked his brains and couldn't remember their identities.
"My mother-in-law only knows one person's name."
The old woman stroked Mo Nansu's hair and said with a smile: "That man's name is Nangong Zhandao."
She did not tell Mo Nansu Nangong Zhandao's real name, for fear that Mo Nansu would Being stimulated by the name, bad fate continues.
"Nangong Zhandao..."
Mo Nansu pulled his hair and shook his head slowly.
"Mostly people from the Daqian Dynasty..."
She murmured to herself.
"But, when I see him, why do I feel familiar?"
"Girl, don't think about it."
The old woman hugged Mo Nansu, with distress hidden in her eyes.
It's passed.
After today, they will be people from two different worlds.
"Mother-in-law, I feel so empty in my heart."
Mo Nansu looked up at the old woman. Those bright black eyes contained sadness that even she couldn't detect at this moment.
She felt like she was in a dream.
When you wake up from the dream, you lose everything in the dream.
Those things seem to be very important.