Chapter 801

Ling Chuxi couldn't help but get excited when he thought about it. However, the idea was too strange and far away. Ling Chuxi didn't think much about it.

"Forget it. If you like me, just me. Can you treat Xiaomo now?" Ling Chuxi is too lazy to attack him again. After all, others have been sleeping in darkness for tens of thousands of years, so let him be proud for a while.

"No problem. Now I'll show you the means of my Cangyuan." Cangyuan said triumphantly.

I saw the spirit flash and flew in from Duan Xiaomo's forehead. Ling Chuxi holds Duan Xiaomo's hand and sinks into Duan Xiaomo's mind.

In the boundless sea of mind and spirit, Cangyuan's great figure stands aloof. The sword in his hand cuts straight out with a sword. It's exactly the seven Cangyuan swords that Ling Chuxi learned. However, it gives people a totally different feeling to use it from his hands. Every sword has the supreme power to cut through the heaven and earth.

Although he was in Duan Xiaomo's heart, Ling Chuxi had an illusion that the whole world was subject to his sword intention.

I don't dare to be the same. What a lofty feeling it would have been for the master Cangyuan to display the seven swords of Cangyuan!

With Cangyuan's sword splitting out, Duan Xiaomo's tianjidan heart also works. The grid that divides Duan Xiaomo's mind sea into countless pieces is broken into nothingness. However, Duan Xiaomo's mind and spirit are not confused, but arranged and combined in the original order under the guidance of Cangyuan, without any mistakes.

Ling Chuxi realized that although the current Cangyuan was only a spirit body, his spiritual strength was still too much stronger than himself. If he could understand those grids, he would not be able to reorganize his mind so accurately.

Feeling the vast and mysterious sword meaning of Cangyuan, Ling Chuxi forgot the time, until the last grid was cleared, he suddenly woke up.

In Duan Xiaomo's mind sea, there is only the last piece of silk flocculent black fog, entangled in the deepest place, which must be Cangyuan's insidious power. If it is not completely clear, Duan Xiaomo will never be able to completely return to normal. But even so, his condition can be greatly improved and most of his mind can be restored.

"Where is this?" Duan Xiaomo's eyes, slowly appear clear light, there is no previous empty, look around the doubt asked.

"Hello, Xiaomo?" Ling Chuxi hugs Duan Xiaomo's hand in surprise.

"You You are Ling Chuxi, I Who am I? " Duan Xiaomo looked at Ling Chuxi for a long time and murmured.

"You are Xiaomo, you are Duan Xiaomo. Do you remember?" Hearing Duan Xiaomo's words, Ling Chuxi's eyes can't help but burst into tears of joy. Being able to ask this sentence, at least proves that Duan Xiaomo has recovered his mind.

"Duan Xiaomo, by the way, my name is Duan Xiaomo." Duan Xiaomo nodded.

"My father and my mother, how can I be here?" Duan Xiaomo then looked around.

Ling Chuxi was silent and didn't know how to answer.

"I remember. My father and my mother died. I saw them killed with my own eyes." Duan Xiaomo said calmly, without a bit of grief or anger on his face, as if he was talking about people who had nothing to do with him.

"Xiaomo..." See Duan Xiaomo face that strange calm, Ling Chuxi inexplicably sad. Even if he cried bitterly, or roared with anger, it was much better than this calm. How could this happen? Is it because of too much stimulation? Or is it because the evil power is not completely removed?

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