Inside and outside the light shield, two different formations connect the two.

Ye Yunshu, who was sitting cross-legged among the twelve stone statues, was cut off in her mind.

The most important memory in life is disappearing. Although Ye Yunshu has no consciousness at this time, tears are still left involuntarily. It is a kind of sadness spreading.

This process lasts for a long time.

When the sky became completely dark, the light of the formation shrouded in Xiao Yang completely disappeared.

The empty voice of the old man from the Hong clan sounded, "Xiao Yang, your love, my Hong clan has presented it. The news about your mother is in this bamboo slip."

In the light curtain, a roll of bamboo simplified into a stream of light, appeared in Xiao Yang's hands, and landed there steadily.

Xiao Yang looked down at the bamboo slips in his hand, then looked back at the light curtain. The light curtain in front of him gradually became blurred in Xiao Yang's eyes, and it became blurred together with the sky-high green mountains.

"Xiao Yang, your relationship has been cut off. You will leave quickly. Staying here will only increase cause and effect." An empty voice sounded, and the scene in front of Xiao Yang and his men changed rapidly. Their figures were getting farther and farther away from the sky-sky mountain. Under the power of this divine mystery, they could not control themselves. When everything was over, Xiao Yang and his men had already appeared outside Hongshan, and they could vaguely hear the sound of chanting scriptures.

"Boy Xiao, you're leaving." The spirit body turned into by the evil god urged.

Xiao Yang nodded, turned around, and stopped looking at Hongshan.

Everyone will make choices in life, and Xiao Yang is no exception. For most people, what needs to be made is force majeure, but Xiao Yang does not think so.

"Can all memories be cut off?" Xiao Yang's figure floated in the air and asked the evil god.

The evil god Xiao Xiao thought for a long time before answering to Xiao Yang: "If you want to cut all the memories in the true sense, you need to cut off the root, but the root is not the beginning of memory, but the soul is, so some memories can be forgotten, but there will always be a day when you remember them. In the ancestors, there are different people with amnesia, and suddenly remember everything again one day."

After receiving such an answer, Xiao Yang smiled.

Through the teleportation array, several people arrived at a small town belonging to the Great Xia Dynasty and moved into an inn.

In the inn, Xiao Yang sat alone in the room, took out the bamboo slips and opened them. Only four big characters appeared on the bamboo slips.

"Lord Yuanling City!"

Xiao Yang took a deep breath. It seemed that the Yuanling City was about to leave, and Zhao Ji was also in Yuanling City.

"Boy Xiao, come out."

The voice of the evil god sounded outside the door.

Xiao Yang got up and went out, outside the door, the evil god, Quan Dingding and Chessia were all standing here.

"What happened there in Yuanling City." The evil god said directly, "Just just now, Yuanling City sent a message to invite all major forces to arrive in Yuanling City in three days. There will be a big event that day. What exactly happened is not said."

Xiao Yang nodded slightly and then asked, "That Zhao Ji..."

"He is the Lord of Yuanling City." The evil god replied directly.

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment. Zhao Ji was the Lord of Yuanling City? He was the person mentioned on the bamboo slips?

"The so-called major event in Yuanling City must be related to Zhao Ji. This city is not within the scope of the three dynasties. It will arrive in three days and we must set off now. Now major forces are heading to Yuanling City one after another. The dynasty's teleportation array is no longer useful, and we have to rely on ourselves throughout the journey."

"I mean flying all the way?" Quan Dingding's fat face was full of bitterness.

"What about that?" the evil god asked back.

Quan Dingding thought about it, and then saw him walking to Xiao Yang with a crazy look on his face, stretched out his hand and patting Xiao Yang on the shoulder, coughing twice, "That, Xiao Xiao, I have been studying the Great Dao Buddhism recently, and it is not convenient to travel far away. I heard that this treasure trove with chariots, you can buy one and carry this monk. Do you understand?"

Xiao Yang bent down and bowed, "I understand little."

Xiao Yang also happily accompanied Quan Dingding to play the show with Quan Dingding. After all, they were all their own brothers, just playing around.

On the Hongshan Mountain, the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the twelve stone statues suddenly opened its eyes. The originally lively big eyes were full of confusion. She only felt that she had slept for a while, but when she woke up, she felt empty in her heart, as if something particularly important had been lost, but she couldn't remember it.

All the twelve stone statues were shining light from their eyes, covering Ye Yunshu's whole body.

At the foot of Mount Hong, three phantoms of saints appeared and sang in their mouths.

At this moment, golden clouds emerged in the sky, circling the dome of Hongshan, covering the entire Hongshan Mountain.

As the sings of the phantoms of the three saints, golden clouds shone with golden light.

I don’t know how many gazes I have, but I look in the direction of Hongshan at this time.

"Music Golden Cloud!" The Emperor of Daxia Xia Tianhou widened his eyes, looking a little disobedient. "Music Golden Cloud has appeared, the saint of the Hong clan has awakened!"

The Emperor Yunlei and the Emperor Holy Dynasty also looked at the place of Hongshan. Everyone knew that the saint of the Hong clan had returned!

"Don't provoke Xiao Yang again! The saints of the Hong clan awaken, which involve Xiao Yang's cause and effect. The ancestors of the Hong clan became saints due to merit. The cause and effect are implicated in this, and Xiao Yang is protected by the Hong clan!"

All the three dynasties passed on such orders.

At the border of this vast world, a big city with black and white intersecting stars, there was a man standing in the city, looking into the direction of Hongshan. She was wearing a fiery red robe and a delicate figure. The fiery red color on her body seemed out of place with the black and white city.

"The awakening of the saint of the Hong clan is somewhat meaningful." The woman made a sound, and the voice was full of charm.

"Report!" A man fell to his knees in front of the woman.

The woman said without looking back, "Say."

"Report to the city lord, the man refused. He said he wanted to take his wife and daughter away."

"Leave?" the woman sneered, "Is this Yuanling City a place where he will come back and leave as soon as he wants? He wants to leave? Why should he leave? As the successor of the Yuanling Dharma, this is his mission! Three days later, he will not want to, but he must be willing!"

After the woman finished speaking, she left with her sleeves.

In the territory of the Daxia Dynasty, there was a carriage in which they were sitting cross-legged like an old monk entering a meditation, muttering something.

Xiao Yang stared at the bamboo slips in his hand.

Chessia sat quietly beside Xiao Yang, listening to the evil god talking about Yuanling City.
Chapter completed!