A small casual cultivator!

Chapter 511 Past Memories

"This is equivalent to the reflection in the water, allowing your consciousness to sink into the inner world, and then nine lotus heart lamps will appear in the heart mirror. How many you can light has nothing to do with your cultivation. It only depends on your character. As long as you don't do anything bad, there will be basically no problem." The woman continued.

"Well, Elder Wu, let's get started."

Lu Luan replied, then sat down cross-legged.

From his description, those who could light up four lamps basically were those law-abiding casual cultivators. He had no idea whether he could light up four lamps and enter Pengling Sect.

"Friend Lu, relax your mind."

After the woman finished speaking, she gently tossed her hand, and the black jade mirror floated in the air.

Then she quickly moved her jade fingers, and waves of spiritual patterns appeared on the mirror.

Then the black jade mirror began to rotate slowly, shining towards Lu Luan. Some runes on it shone, and a strange wave began to spread, enveloping the entire room.

Lu Luan closed his eyes and felt a coolness all around his body, as if he was in a spring.

Gradually, he felt some changes. Although his eyes were clearly closed, a dim light began to appear in front of him.

Finally, I found myself on a gloomy lake.

The surface of the lake is flat and smooth like a mirror.

He took a few steps, and the ripples spread out in all directions.

Just as he was looking around, nine white lotuses grew upward from the surface of the lake beneath his feet. The lotuses blossomed and released a mysterious power.

Then Lu Luan felt many dusty memories emerging in his heart.

"Master, please walk slower."

In the small town, a little boy about ten years old wearing straw sandals yelled at the old man who was walking by himself in front of him, and then trotted after him.

The old man was wearing gray clothes and carrying a bamboo hat. Although his figure was hunched, his steps were very brisk.

The kid behind had short legs and small steps, so he had to jog for a while every few steps to catch up.

"Master, you walk too fast." The little boy tugged at the corner of the old man's clothes in dissatisfaction.

"Are you afraid of walking? Then you should practice well and fly on the sword in the future." The old man touched his little head kindly.

"Master, didn't you say you can fly?" The little boy looked at him expectantly.

"That was when I was young. Now I'm old and it's hard for me to walk," the old man sighed, then pointed to the half-meter-wide old tree in the distance and said, "When Master was young, he could cut down three or four trees like that with one sword just by moving his fingers."

"So awesome?" The little boy immediately admired him.

"Of course. Unfortunately, now I have to walk wherever I want to go."

Hearing the old man's sigh, the little boy clenched his fist and said, "Master, I will practice hard. When I can fly, I will take you wherever you want to go."

"Hey, I don't know if I can walk home alive. I'm tired, so I'll sit down for a while."

After walking for a while, the old man sat down on the steps in the alley.

The little boy stood behind him, rubbing his shoulders with his little hands, and asked, "Master, where is your home?"

"It's too far away. I've been away from home for too long. I don't even remember where I am." The old man looked at the green hills rising one after another in the distance, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"Come, massage this side too." The old man pointed to the shoulder on the other side.

"Well," the little boy moved his hands, then opened his eyes wide and asked expectantly:

"Master, can you tell me more about the story of you slaying demons and monsters when you were young?"

In the setting sun, the shadows of the old and the young gradually grew longer.

"Master."

Lu Luan murmured, this was his childhood memory, and also the memory that he felt most guilty about. In such a vast sea of ​​people and such a big world, he couldn't find any trace of his enemy even if he wanted to take revenge, unless he was good at divination like Lu Fengsheng. Even if the enemy was dead, his descendants could figure it out.

"Senior Brother Lu."

Memories flashed through my mind, and a voice like a white bird rang in my mind.

Inside Zhengyang Gate.

Snowing day.

Two figures were sitting on the tree.

The green-clothed woman reached out to catch the falling snowflakes and said with a smile, "Brother Lu, look, the snow is falling on our heads. Doesn't this mean that Brother Lu and I will grow old together?"

"I will." The man next to him gently held his hand.

"Brother Lu, are you not lying?" The woman in green stared at him.

"Ah."

The man nodded seriously.

Then the two of them snuggled together.

"Xiao Xi."

Lu Luan looked gloomy, wondering where was the person he loved now?

"Xiao Luan, this is my fate. I should have died a long time ago. Now I can go without any worries, which is also a kind of relief. The only regret is that I couldn't hold on until the day when you gave birth to children."

Another voice sounded in his mind.

In the small courtyard, He Fengtian, who was already exhausted, told him reluctantly.

"Master."

Lu Luan's eyes trembled. He had deep feelings for this master.

When I entered the sect, he secretly took good care of me because I looked three-quarters like his grandson. He even taught me half of the Innate Five Qi Jue to suppress my fire poison before he accepted me as a disciple.

When the secret realm suddenly changed, he came to save him without fear of life danger. Moreover, He Fengtian was very fond of him. Although he had senior brothers and sisters, he only taught the essence refining technique to him. In the end, he suffered a dying injury because he competed for the strange blood essence of the monster with him.

"Ah, let me go."

"Help."

"You devil!"

"not good."

Suddenly, Lu Luan's face changed and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

As more and more memories came pouring out, it was as if a dam had been opened and he gradually became a little out of control, as if some ferocious beast was trying to struggle out of his heart and devour him.

A lotus flower around it swayed gently, releasing light first.

As one flower lights up, another one also floats up, surrounded by spiritual light.

Soon, two flowers appeared.

"Two lights lit up so quickly?"

Outside, the woman looked at the mirror in her hand and found that two lotus flowers had already blossomed with light. She immediately looked surprised and nodded, "At this speed, it should be able to light up five lotus flowers. It seems that she is like Xiaofeng, and often does chivalrous things."

"Is it going to light up again?"

Then she discovered that Ling Yiduolian was also beginning to stir, so she looked over.

but.

The lotus was just shaking slightly, and the light was flickering, but it could never become completely bright.

In the mirror of heart.

Lu Luan's face looked very ugly, because he felt a very strong murderous energy surging from his heart and rushing to his brain, like a surging river, trying to drown his consciousness.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to suppress this ferocious beast.

outside.

"strangeness."

"Is it because of insufficient spiritual power?"

"It should be. After all, he is at the same level as me, so I can't use the same level as before to measure him."

The woman frowned, muttered something, and then pointed a finger at the center of the black jade mirror, increasing the supply of true energy.

The light on the black jade mirror suddenly became brighter.

But the light of the lotus still flickered intermittently.

"It shouldn't be."

The woman frowned in confusion.