One Thousand Eight Hundred and Ten. Revisiting the Old Place, Past and Present Lives

"Fellow Daoist Ling left the crown of Taiyin because she did it by herself, but it had nothing to do with the title of fellow Daoist."

Gao Han really knows everything today.

The purple-gold light in Yan Zhaoge's pupils flashed and intertwined into mysterious runes.

Yuan Tianshu is not omnipotent, but at this moment, he can clearly distinguish the truth from what Gao Han said.

"As for your respected fellow Taoist Yan Di..." Gao Han didn't wait for Yan Zhaoge to ask, and said directly: "He is contaminated with the signs of Taiyi. If you don't go deep into it, you won't be able to tell the clues. I will also wait for him to come. In the upper realm, after the Creation Sword first saw its appearance, it was associated with two Taoist friends, Yan Xingtang and Di Qinglian, through his name."

When he said this, he suddenly smiled: "The things in this world are really wonderful. The two Taoist friends Yan and Di are the ancestors of Ling, the descendants of His Majesty Anji, and the disciples and grandsons of Taoist friend Shao Junhuang. They are actually the Lingtang. This is... It’s something I never thought of beforehand…”

Yan Zhaoge didn't smile and said calmly: "It's really wonderful. I wouldn't have expected it at the time. I heard the past and the past and the whole story from your mouth, Brother Dao."

"Fellow Daoist Ling treats His Majesty Anji like an elder in our school." Gao Han said with a smile: "I am following His Majesty Anji because we share the same goals."

"In the past years, Gao also had some doubts that he still had not solved. Now I tell you, Taoist friend Yan. Maybe one day, you can also solve my doubts."

After Gao Han said this, he bowed his hands to Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng as a gift, then stepped back and disappeared into the vast void.

Yan Zhaoge watched Gao Han's figure go away without leaving anyone behind or saying a word.

Feng Yunsheng looked at Yan Zhaoge with some worry.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Yan Zhaoge noticed Feng Yunsheng's gaze, turned around and said with a smile, "There are just some things that I need to sort out."

Feng Yunsheng didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, and one picture after another appeared in his mind, spinning like a revolving lantern.

Countless things deep in my memory were stirred up again from the bottom of my heart at this moment, stirring endlessly.

Gradually, the scattered beads were strung together by invisible threads and connected into a complete line.

But this thread is still entangled and chaotic.

Yan Zhaoge kept sorting out all this.

Then, he began to try something he had always wanted to do but had been hesitant since he achieved the Da Luo realm.

Climbing into the Daluo Immortal Realm, where three flowers gathered at the top, Yan Zhaoge's energy and energy far exceeded those of previous years, and his control over spatial changes, the past and the future was also stronger than ever before.

As the body becomes stronger, the thoughts of the soul also become extremely powerful.

A canopy appeared above his head, and it covered the heavens.

The top seems to have broken through the limitations of the universe and moved towards a broader level.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge felt as if he was out of body.

Like ordinary people, their souls are separated and their ghosts wander around at night.

The majestic Luo Tianxian seemed to have turned into a lonely ghost.

For a person with Yan Zhaoge's cultivation strength, this feeling is naturally extraordinary.

"This is the miraculous power that only Taoist ancestors can have. They are above nature, traveling beyond the vast world..." Yan Zhaoge felt something in his heart: "But Taoist ancestors still have to stay here. Only by transcending can we completely jump out of it. From now on, There are no limits anymore.”

"I am very close to the Tao realm, and I can enjoy some of the magical powers that only the Tao realm masters can have, but it cannot last long, but it is enough..."

Yan Zhaoge felt that his mind was like a kite that was out of line, riding on the wind and constantly flying.

But he was still able to stabilize his spiritual thoughts and move towards his set goal.

Go towards the goal that is the longest in your memory but has never been truly forgotten.

When a blue world or a blue planet appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge, he stopped.

The unpredictable time and space stopped changing, and the darkness quickly faded from the eyes.

Instead, it was filled with colors.

In front of Yan Zhaoge was a world that seemed a little strange, but actually was extremely familiar.

It's night here, but countless lights illuminate the entire city.

The sound of car horns,

It makes the night noisy.

Yan Zhaoge could tell right away that it was still the city's evening rush hour, with dense traffic and traffic jams everywhere.

It's not the memory that was triggered by the original inner demon.

This is the planet he remembers, the city he remembers, and the life he remembers.

However, he can't really come back yet.

In the traffic, everyone turned a blind eye to Yan Zhaoge, as if he was transparent or did not exist.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou?" Yan Zhaoge suddenly laughed.

He travels between cities.

Every time you pass a section of the road, clearer memories emerge, and they gradually become completely connected.

Yan Zhaoge walked all the way to the home he remembered here.

No one is home.

"In the past, it was convenient for one person to have enough food and the whole family not to be hungry."

"It's not like now, with a father and a mother, and a greedy mother-in-law. Du Daluo Tianxian still loves to eat. Fortunately, he doesn't get fat."

While grinning, Yan Zhaoge glanced around.

"The time here stays at the moment when I left." Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself: "It's not that time here has stopped, but that I can only go back to this time."

If you leave now, next time you come back, you will return to this point in time.

"Ha! If my life here is so magical, wouldn't it be equivalent to reloading my life again and again? Although there is only one archive, it is a bit unsatisfactory." Yan Zhaoge laughed and shook his head.

But there was no smile in his eyes.

Looking at the photo of himself in the frame, Yan Zhaoge was slightly in a trance.

It's not that he no longer recognizes his appearance.

On the contrary, looking at the photo, it was like he was looking in the mirror now.

"Exactly the same appearance, exactly the same name, is that why it's me?" Yan Zhaoge said softly: "No, it should be more than that..."

He looked at the empty room.

"If my soul has left, then where has my body gone?"

After Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment, he tried to pick up the photo frame and take it away.

The result was not successful.

He didn't feel annoyed or relieved, but stayed where he was and thought.

After a while, his thoughts moved slightly.

From his soul thought, something suddenly appeared.

A real thing.

Yan Zhaoge himself is so powerful that he is at the top of the Great Luo. He seems to be a lonely soul after jumping out of Hongmeng, but this thing has actually come here.

The Three Treasures and Jade Ruyi left behind by Yuanshi Tianzun in the past.

This treasure is extraordinary. However, neither Yan Zhaoge nor Antarctic Emperor Changsheng or Emperor Gouchen can really take the initiative to control the treasure to attack the enemy and cannot exert its power.

Most of the time, apart from its symbolic meaning, it is just a slightly magical treasure.

However, at this moment, Yan Zhaoge communicated with the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi with his mind, and with a "swish" sound, the photo frame he was thinking about disappeared from its place.