The Gate Of Good Fortune

“Jong-hwa...” Ningcheng felt his throat was a little dry, obviously Jong-hwa was in front of him, but he always felt something was missing.

Master Qionghua sighed and raised his hand to the restraint, "Brother Ning, sit down. ”

Ningcheng didn't sit down and took a deep breath, "Jong-hwa, have you forgotten what happened before? I heard Lo Fei say that if it weren't for you, she would have been killed by your sister. If you remember me, why do you make me feel strange? ”

Master Qionghua stared at Ningcheng. After a while, she suddenly took out a Jade Jane and placed it in Ningcheng's hands. “This is my cultivated Nine-Spin Sacred Way. This method Jade Jane was given to me by my mother after the first success of my Nine-Spin Sacred Way.” In the history of the Nine Turns Sacred Dow Pool, only the first Patriarch practiced successfully the Nine Turns Sacred Dow. And the first one was my ancestor, and I was kind of the second most difficult man to cultivate across the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way. ”

Jade Jane has a hint of mulberry, obviously from ancient times. Ningcheng did not look at Jade Jane in his hand, but put Jade Jane on the table. The tone slowed slightly, “Jong-hwa, just tell me your memory is still there? ”

Master Qionghua nodded, “I still remember, no one ever touched me. After the Ninth Reign of Sacred Taoism is returned to the Ninth Reign, after the first step of cultivation, all the resentment of the previous Ninth will be cut off. When I was in the Holy Land of the Infinity, the first step had not yet been completely perfected, preserving the emotions of previous generations. Later, I put my soul in a coma, and my mother helped me capture the Purple Yin Springs beads when the meteor was about to fall.

When I recovered, the first step of the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way was completely completed, cutting off all the emotions of the previous Ninth and retaining some important memories. Me and you became husband and wife, which was an important memory for me, and I kept it. ”

“No wonder you joined the Cutting Love Sect, there are traces here...” Ningcheng mumbled in the mouth, sad in his heart, he didn't want Jong-hwa just to keep his memory. What's the difference between retaining memories, chopping off emotions, and Xu Yinghui?

“Here you go...” Master Qionghua didn't know what to say either. She took out a spotted piece of copper money and put it in Ningcheng's hands.

Five lines down, copper money? Ningcheng stared at the five lines of copper money in his hand, and his thoughts returned to a long time ago. This treasure is perhaps more than just a memorial to him today.

Master Qionghua looked at Ningcheng silently, without interrupting Ningcheng's thoughts.

I don't know how long it's been since Ningcheng put the copper money in Master Qionghua's hands, "Qionghua, this is what I gave you, if you still like it, stay with me. If you don't like it, throw it away...”

Ningcheng suddenly thought of Tian Muxiao giving his pearl flowers to others, faking the loss of others' hands, can't say a word more.

Master Qionghua grabbed five lines of fallen copper money and said softly, "I won't throw it away. Even though I cut off the emotions of the first nine because I practiced the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way, we can start again. ”

Ningcheng looked up at Master Qionghua with surprise. He grabbed Master Qionghua's hand with a raised hand. He shouted, "Qionghua, will you come with me...”

Master Qionghua did not break Ning Cheng's hand and looked at Ning Cheng softly and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Ning, I can't go with you. I'm going to step three, and then... maybe I'll come to you..."

Speaking of the latter, Master Jong-hwa himself was not confident to continue.

“Is that what your mother told you?” Ningcheng lost heart.

Master Qionghua was silent for a while and nodded. "Yes, my mother said I can't go with you yet. If I go with you, my first nine years of practice will become a shadow. I am the only person who has had hope to find the first Lord since the opening of the Ninth Spirit Sacred Dow Pool. My mother and the ancestors of the Sacred Dow put a lot of hope in me. This is a big matter for my Ninth Spirit Sacred Dow Pool, I..."

“So you're willing to come with me?” Ningcheng looked into Master Qionghua's eyes and asked word for word.

Master Joan Huamer looked at Ningcheng, and her eyes slowly softened, "I never had an idea about any man, but married you in the ninth century. I think I must have fallen in love with you with my life. Even if I chopped off my IX emotions because of practice, I couldn't cut off this memory...”

Ningcheng's sense of Master Qionghua disappeared without a trace. He could no longer care less that Master Qionghua was the Virgin of the Nine-Way Sacred Dow Pool. His hands tightened and he had already put Master Qionghua in his arms.

Master Qionghua's whole body trembled, and she stopped rejecting Ningcheng's embrace. Instead, she held Ningcheng quietly. Her body instantly softened. “Husband, you want me now, then take me away...”

Ningcheng suddenly pushed away Master Qionghua, raising his hand and printing dozens of hands on Master Qionghua. Several traces of Xuanhuang's original scent were forcibly sent into Master Qionghua's body by Ningcheng.

Master Jong-hwa's rapidly breaking Taoist rhyme gathered again under Ningcheng's hand imprint.

Ningcheng rubbed the blood on the corner of Master Jong-hwa's mouth and held his fist and asked, "Jong-hwa, what's going on? ”

If it's the Nine-Way Sacred Road Pool, he steps right back.

Master Qionghua's eyes dimmed, “I don't blame anyone else, it's my practice. After I cultivated the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way, I couldn't help but chop off the little drips I had with you and sealed them in secret. Just now I was excited, I, my emotional seal broke...”

Ningcheng lifted his hand and grabbed the Nine Spin Taoist Jade Jane he had just put aside, and God swept in. In a short time, he understood what was going on.

At the time of the Ninth Century, all the memories and emotions of the Eighth Century must be erased. Master Qiong Huado for a lifetime, in the tenth century, she practiced the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way of Success, and dared to retain her emotional memory, which is simply looking for death.

Had he not possessed the essence of Xuan Huang and the powerful cultivation, Master Qionghua would have lost his soul.

If you retain your emotional memory and want to address this hidden danger, there is only one way to do it, and that is to take the third step. But once the Nine-Way Sacred Way moves into the third step, it will cut off all sealed memories and those emotions in the way of the Avenue. In other words, the memories that Master Jong-hwa volunteered to retain will also be cut off by the Avenue of Nine Spins of the Sacred Way.

By then, he and Master Jong-hwa will be completely strangers.

Ningcheng was reluctant to crush all this garbage, so difficult to cultivate, and the conditions were so harsh after the cultivation was successful.

“Is it because your mother brought you here too easily to perfect your Nine-Way Sacred Path?” Ningcheng calmed down, knowing that anger could not solve any problems.

Master Jong-hwa nodded, “Well, my first Lord of the Nine Spins of the Holy Dow Pool took the third step in too easy a boundary. My mother brought me and my sister here to find out where the first Lord took the third step, and to leave me there for a closed practice. ”

Ningcheng took a deep breath, no wonder Shizuku didn't care that he came to see Master Jong-hwa because he knew he couldn't take Master Jong-hwa away. Master Jong-hwa was beside him, and the emotional seal would be broken again at any moment. With the emotions of the two of them, stay together all the time, don't say that the emotional seal will not be secure, even if it is a normal thing to wipe the gun off the fire.

As long as Master Qionghua is not around him, then the influence of the memory left by Master Qionghua is not great. As Master Qionghua's cultivation deepens, the effect of this memory will become shallow. Finally, it is normal to take the third step and be cut off by the avenue.

“Perhaps you seal the memory of your mother and the master of the Nine-Way Sacred Dow Pool knowing that they deliberately did not stop.” Ningcheng felt powerless for the first time. Master Qionghua stayed with her mother. The influence of cultivation will become stronger and weaker and weaker. If you follow him around and what happens in the end, he doesn't know.

Not every time Master Jong-hwa goes into his arms, what happens if he leaves for some time?

Master Qionghua shook her head. “No, I sealed it myself, I...”

Seeker Qionghua wanted to talk about the sad place again, Ningcheng quickly stopped her talk.

“Qionghua, just follow your mother and practice. I'll find a way to fix it one day.” Ningcheng decided not to take Master Jong-hwa away for the time being.

Master Qionghua shook his head and looked at Ningcheng for a while before saying, “I'm afraid I really took the third step, then I will never know who you are again...”

I don't know who Ningcheng is. Once Master Qionghua takes the third step, even if he knows who Ningcheng is, I'm afraid the emotion has been cut off by the avenue, and it has no effect on her.

Ningcheng looked at Master Jong-hwa and said, "Jong-hwa, you sealed our emotional memories again. As you told me before, since we can fall in love once, we can fall in love twice. If I don't find a way before you testify to step three, then let me go after step three again. ”

Master Joan Wammer looked at Ningcheng and suddenly believed that even if one day she testified to the third step, Ningcheng could still make her fall in love with him.

“Joan Hua, remember that there is a kind of love that can't be turned back, can't be cut off without time and time, and can't be cut off any stronger avenues. If the avenue chops off that love, we'll do it again. If the avenue stops us from doing it again, I'll cut the avenue. Now I don't have the strength, eventually one day, I can do it, you believe me.” Ningcheng looked into Master Jong-hwa's eyes and said firmly.

“Bombing...” Ningcheng's words fell, several sounds sounded in the air, and there seemed to be a kind of avenue in the underworld that felt Ningcheng's words were too arrogant.

Everyone in the yard ran out and looked at the thunderous sky in horror, wondering what had happened. Fortunately, the thunder just sounded for a long time and slowly disappeared without falling.

Master Qionghua did not hear the thunder in the sky. After Ningcheng finished, he nodded solemnly, “I trust you. ”

(This chapter is very tired and doesn't feel good, let's just do this for now.

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