mtl008 Chapter 473 Past and Present Life
Chapter 473 Past and Present Life
Yun Yao held the mysterious jade slip in her hand, her heart beating like a drum, and her fingertips trembling slightly. She took a deep breath, slowly closed her eyes, and followed the system's instructions, trying to enter the long-forgotten memory of her past life.
In an instant, the world around her seemed to be shrouded in a veil, the light and shadows changed, and time and space began to twist. Yun Yao felt as if she had fallen into an endless time tunnel, surrounded by soft light, which seemed to carry the debris of countless years, gently brushing her cheek, bringing with it a trace of familiar yet strange breath.
When the light faded, she found herself on the top of an ancient fairy mountain filled with fairy spirit, with clouds rolling and surging under her feet, like a dreamland. Looking up, she saw undulating mountains in the distance, with beautiful buildings scattered among the peaks and forests, and the eaves and brackets gleaming with golden brilliance in the sunlight. From time to time, cranes flapped their wings and flew high, their clear cries piercing the sky.
"Is this the Lingxian Sect of my previous life?" Yun Yao muttered to herself, with an indescribable shock and intimacy in her heart. She moved lightly along a path paved with white jade slabs. The fairy grass and spiritual plants on the side of the road swayed gracefully, emitting bursts of rich fragrance, as if welcoming her, an old friend she had not seen for a long time.
Unconsciously, Yun Yao came to a quiet courtyard. The door of the courtyard was half-closed, revealing a soft halo. She gently pushed the door open, and it creaked, as if disturbing the tranquility of time. In the courtyard, there were flowers in full bloom, and a pond in the middle. The water was clear and the fish swam happily, splashing crystal water. Beside the pond, a woman in a white fairy dress was standing gracefully. She had a beautiful face, eyes like stars, and a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, like a blooming red lotus, revealing an extraordinary temperament. Yun Yao took a closer look and found that the woman was exactly what she looked like in her previous life - the Holy Maiden of Lingxian Sect.
At this time, a cold sword sound came. Yun Yao looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man in a black robe descending from the sky. He was as tall as a pine tree, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a stern look. In his hand, he held a long sword emitting a faint blue light. Runes flickered on the sword body, as if it contained endless star power. It was the sword spirit body of Chu Mochen's previous life.
Yun Yao in her previous life slightly side-glanced and opened her red lips: "You are here." Her voice was soft and gentle, like the sound of nature.
The sword spirit nodded slightly, knelt on one knee, and held the sword in his hand across his body: "What instructions do you have, Saint? I will do it at all costs." Although his tone was cold, Yun Yao clearly caught a subtle concern in his eyes.
Since that day, every time Yun Yao went out for training, the sword spirit would silently follow her and guard her. Whether facing vicious demons or dangerous secret realms, he never retreated for a moment.
Once, they went deep into an ancient battlefield shrouded in dark demonic energy. There were broken walls and ruins all around, bloody air filled the air, and the sound of ghosts and ghosts crying was endless. Yun Yao accidentally triggered an ancient ban, and in an instant, black demonic flames swept towards her like a surging tide.
At the critical moment, the sword spirit flew in front of her without hesitation, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, a brilliant galaxy of light was drawn, blocking all the demonic flames. He turned his head and looked at Yun Yao with a firm look in his eyes: "Don't be afraid, Saint, I am here." At that moment, Yun Yao looked at his resolute profile, and ripples appeared in her heart, as if a seed called affection was quietly planted.
As they spent more time together, they discussed the Dao under the moon and shared their cultivation experiences; they strolled in the sea of flowers and expressed their feelings to each other. Those beautiful times, like bright stars, were embedded in the long river of their memories.
However, peace was eventually broken. The seal of the ancient demon god loosened, and the world fell into a huge crisis. As the saint of Lingxian Sect, Yun Yao shouldered the responsibility of saving the people and decided to go to the sealed place to reinforce the seal with her own cultivation.
Before leaving, the sword spirit held her hand tightly: "I will go with you." Yun Yao had tears in her eyes and shook her head slightly: "This journey is extremely dangerous, you stay and protect Lingxian Sect."
The sword spirit's eyes were determined: "No, I was born to protect you. If I can't be with you, how can I protect you? Even if I die, I will go through danger with you."
In the end, Yun Yao couldn't resist him, and the two of them embarked on a journey full of unknowns and dangers. Along the way, they encountered crazy attacks from the remnant spirits of the demon god, and each time was a matter of life and death. In order to protect Yun Yao, the sword spirit was covered with scars and his black robe was soaked in blood, but the sword in his hand never trembled, always holding up a safe sky for Yun Yao.
When they finally arrived at the sealed place, the scene before them was terrifying. A huge black crack stretched across the sky and earth, and rolling demonic clouds poured out from it. The roar of the demon god was so loud that it hurt people's ears.
Yun Yao did not hesitate at all, and used all her spiritual power to transform into holy runes and flew towards the seal. The sword spirit stood by, using the sword as a guide, setting up a sword formation to help her stabilize the power of the seal.
However, the power of the demon god was too strong, and the seal gradually became shaky. Yun Yao was extremely anxious, and she knew that if she didn't use her last trick, the world would be doomed today. She looked at the sword spirit, her eyes full of reluctance and determination: "I have no regrets in knowing you in this life."
After that, she ignored the sword spirit's obstruction, burned her own lifeblood, turned into a dazzling beam of light, and rushed towards the seal. The sword spirit roared, trying to catch her, but could only watch her figure merge into the endless light.
With Yun Yao's sacrifice, the seal slowly stabilized, and the roar of the demon god gradually weakened until it disappeared. The moment the sword spirit lost Yun Yao, his heart seemed to be torn apart. He roared to the sky, and his spiritual power ran wild. The long sword in his hand shattered and turned into stars, dissipating between heaven and earth.
"No——" Yun Yao suddenly woke up from her dream, tears streaming down her face. Her heart seemed to be still immersed in the pain and love of her previous life, unable to extricate herself.
Chu Mochen had been guarding beside her the whole time. When he saw her wake up, he quickly reached out and gently wiped away her tears: "Yun Yao, don't be sad anymore. Everything in the past life is in the past. In this life, I will never let you leave again. Even if I have to be the enemy of heaven and earth, I will protect you."
Yun Yao looked into his determined eyes, her heart filled with emotion and warmth. She reached out and hugged Chu Mochen tightly, as if she wanted to melt into his arms and absorb the endless strength and comfort: "Thank you, Chen, in this life, we must work together to rewrite our destiny."
The two hugged each other for a long time, and in each other's arms, they found the courage and strength to move forward. They knew that the road ahead might still be full of thorns, but as long as they worked together, nothing could stop them from pursuing the truth and protecting each other. Outside the window, the morning light sprinkled on them, as if it had coated them with a layer of golden hope. A new journey was about to begin.
In the days that followed, Yun Yao often recalled bits and pieces of her past life. Those memories were no longer a painful shackle, but became her motivation to move forward. She and Chu Mochen practiced even harder. Every swing of the sword, every breakthrough, seemed to be announcing to fate that they would never give in.
Chu Mochen also became more gentle and considerate towards Yun Yao. When Yun Yao was tired from practicing, he would quietly prepare a table of her favorite spiritual fruits for her; when she was stuck in a bottleneck in her practice, he would sit with her in meditation under the moon and share his insights and experiences; when she occasionally lost consciousness and recalled her past life, he would gently hold her hand and give her silent comfort.
The relationship between the two people grows deeper and deeper as they spend time together, just like aged wine, becoming more mellow and intoxicating. Together, they explore this mysterious and dangerous world of cultivation, looking for clues to solve the mystery of their origins, hoping that one day, they can completely break free from the shackles of fate and create their own legend.
By chance, they heard that there was a mysterious ancient site on the distant coast of the South China Sea. It was said that there were treasures from ancient times hidden there, which might be related to their life experience. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, with determination in their eyes. They embarked on the journey to the South China Sea without hesitation.
Along the way, they encountered strong winds and waves, and attacks by sea beasts, but they relied on their mutual understanding and strong strength to overcome dangers time and time again. When they finally arrived at the mysterious ancient site, the scene before them shocked them. A huge underwater palace loomed in the deep blue sea, and the palace was surrounded by mysterious rune lights, as if guarding some secret.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen entered the palace hand in hand. The palace was quiet and filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The walls were covered with strange murals, recording the shocking battles and mysterious inheritances of ancient times. They walked slowly along the corridor of the palace, carefully exploring every corner, not missing any clues.
Finally, in the deepest part of the palace, they found a stone platform, on which was placed a crystal ball emitting colorful light. Yun Yao approached the stone platform and gently touched the crystal ball. In an instant, the light shone brightly, and countless images flooded into her mind like a tide.
These pictures not only contain the details of how they sealed the demon god in their previous lives, but also the deeper secrets of their life experiences. It turns out that their fate was destined in ancient times, and their reunion in this life is to complete a more difficult mission - to completely eliminate the remnants of the demon god and restore the order of heaven and earth.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen knew that the road ahead was difficult, but they did not back down. They left the South China Sea and embarked on a new journey with the valuable information and mysterious power they obtained from the ancient ruins. Along the way, they continued to improve their strength, make allies, and make full preparations for the upcoming final battle.
Every time when she was tired of practicing, Yun Yao would think of the regrets of her previous life and Chu Mochen's company in this life, and endless strength would surge in her heart. Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao's increasingly strong back, and his heart was full of pride and love. He knew that they were each other's salvation and the last light of hope in this world.
As time went by, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen became more and more famous in the world of cultivation, and they became the role models and aspirations of countless young cultivators. But they never forgot their original intentions, and always focused on improving their strength and pursuing the unattainable truth.
On a starry night, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood on the top of a high mountain, overlooking the mountains and rivers below. The breeze blew, their clothes fluttered, and their figures seemed to merge with the world.
"Chen, do you think we can succeed in the end?" Yun Yao asked softly, with a hint of confusion and worry in her eyes.
Chu Mochen reached out and gently held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head: "I will definitely succeed. We have gone through so many hardships and obstacles. The growth and persistence along the way are to welcome the final victory. Moreover, even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I will do my best to protect your safety for the rest of your life."
Yun Yao was moved. She raised her head and looked into Chu Mochen's eyes: "I believe you, Chen. In this life, we must rewrite our destiny and let everyone know that true love and courage can overcome everything."
The two embraced each other under the starry sky, as if there were no more troubles in the world. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they were with each other, nothing could stop them from moving forward. Under this bright starry sky, their story continued to be written...