this Skeleton Ghost King. His hands were tied, and he couldn't do anything about it. He could only ask for help from the cultivators of Wangyue City and the nearby Nanhuang. He didn’t have high hopes...The Buddhist sect of Bodhi Essence, nestled amidst lush green mountains where birdsong filled the air constantly, was greeted with a gentle breeze. A crimson sun peeked over the treetops in the distance, revealing half its face.
Lu Xia Tian's true self was surrounded by a layer of faint spiritual light, isolating all prying eyes and divine senses from the outside.
As the magic power spread outwards, this faint glow also expanded outward, reaching out to a radius of fifty miles before subsiding.
Lu Xia Tian looked around. Although this place of confinement was only a few hundred li in radius, within such a small distance, any person's divine sense wanting to enter would be unavoidable by him. However, if Kong Ming and Kong Er both entered here, it would indeed be a trouble for what he planned to do next. Setting up such a prohibition, even if Kong Ming and Kong Er came, they wouldn't be able to enter his forbidden zone without permission.
After doing all that, Lu Xia Tian pointed his finger at the void. His magical power condensed like threads of silk, swirling in the air around him. Like a ghost painting peaches, it looked crooked and irregular, lacking any pattern whatsoever. After a moment, a ball of amber formed, its interior shimmering like fleeting images, showing scenes from when he first met Xiang Hua at Xiang Guo Chang Ning Palace.
> Until later, when Xiang Hua recounted his experiences in Xiang Guo. However, these were only a part of his life story, as Lu Xiao Tian's contact with Xiang Hua was limited and he couldn't possibly record all of Xiang Hua's experiences within this orb.
This orb crossed the void into the Lingxu Secret Realm, encountering a spatial storm before coming to a halt.
After condensing into such a spherical shape, the ethereal energy, like silken threads, swirled around Lu Xia Tian, flickering with brilliance. Between the flashes of light, streaks of runes formed and solidified. These silver runes, like tiny streams in a brook, flowed gently around Lu Xia Tian.
“Greetings, seniors who seek enlightenment and see with clarity!” Outside the restriction, Xiang Hua’s voice rang out.
"Looks like your several uncles and masters can't hold back anymore." Lu Xiaoteng smirked upon hearing this. These past few days, he had been feigning injury to avoid teaching Xiang Hua any further techniques. Kong Ming and Kong Er had seen this and were anxious about it. Their several attempts to persuade him had all failed to bear fruit.
This time, when Pai Xiang Hua came over, he was probably running out of patience. Just recently, Lu Xia Tian hadn't been just sitting around nursing his wounds.
“Several uncles, Shi Bo has his own considerations.” Xiang Hua said.
"Come in." Lu Xia Tian said, the restriction opening a slit.
Xiang Hua did not hesitate much. Ever since the incident with the Jietian Stone last time, Lu Xia Tian and the Five Great Monks of the Buddhist Sect had fought fiercely, causing their relationship to deteriorate significantly. It is understandable that Lu Xia Tian would set up another restriction in this confinement place.
"Senior Lu, my junior master has sent me here to respectfully request that you bestow your martial arts techniques upon me," Xiang Hua bowed respectfully to Lu Xia Tian.
“Not to mention the matter of passing on martial arts, I let you in today for another reason.” Lu Xia Tian said.
"Please, senior, show me." Xiang Hua said respectfully.
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"Would you like to recover your old memories"
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When Xiang Hua heard this, his body stiffened, and there was an indescribable look in his eyes. "Senior, can you help me recover my memory"
“It’s worth a try, but whether you’re willing to do it depends on yourself. I won't force you.” Lu Xia Tian nodded and said, using this Soul Returning Curse consumed a lot of divine consciousness, besides, the cultivation methods practiced by both parties couldn't be incompatible. There was no doubt that among the many old friends who had lost their memories, Xiang Hua was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. He majored in the cultivation method he taught, 《Seven Level Pagoda》. Besides Xiang Hua, Xiang Qingcheng and Yu Xiaoqiao were not so easy.”
If this technique could help Hua restore his memories, perhaps in the future we could consider trying it on others. After practicing this secret art, Lu Xia Tian understood the drawbacks of the . Once there was any rejection, not only would it be impossible to help the recipient recover their memories, but it could also cause irreversible damage to their primordial spirit, erasing all previously sealed memories completely. Besides Hua, Lu Xia Tian was truly hesitant to try this on anyone else.
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“What’s the difference between willing and unwilling From what I can tell, you seniors seem to have some reservations about me regaining my memory.” Xiang Hua asked in confusion.
“As a disciple of the Buddhist sect now, your position is clear-cut. The Buddhist sect has shown you kindness over the years by teaching you. After recovering your memories, it's inevitable that you find yourself in a difficult situation.” Lu Xiaotian supported his palm with one hand, and within the restriction, the motionless amber orb and the talisman swirled towards his palm like a spirit snake.
"Senior, do you know about my past" Xiang Hua said with a strange expression on his face.
"You had your suspicions, and you probably know whether or not I do," Lu Xiaodao said.
A cloud of confusion hung in Xiang Hua’s eyes. He couldn't recall anything from his past after all these years, yet he instinctively felt that Lu Xia Tian wouldn't deceive him. The two had first met at Qinglian Temple, where Lu Xia Tian was only a nascent deity realm cultivator. He had a fleeting impression of the encounter, nothing profound. Yet, an unknown corner in his heart stirred with inexplicable feelings.
Later, Lu Xia Tian broke into Qianyin Temple. The Buddhist hell where Qianlan Temple imprisoned the Bing Mo Fu was opened by the demon clan, and several combined demons rushed out. If it hadn't been for Lu Xia Tian intercepting and severely injuring that man-eating cicada at the last moment, Xiang Hua would have definitely died like his other brothers, having his flesh and blood drained by the man-eating cicada.
Even if the Mingyi Zen Master and Ming'e had arrived immediately after, all they would have faced was a ravaged Thousand Sounds Temple, with countless casualties.
Lu Xia Tian could have retreated unharmed at that time, but because he made a move, he was delayed and was chased and wounded by the two people, Ming Yi and Ming E.
Although Hong Yue and several others like Jin Yu were acquaintances of Lu Xiao Tian at Qinyin Temple at the time, according to Xiang Hua's later understanding, Hong Yue and the others had only met Lu Xiao Tian on their way to Qinyin Temple. They didn't have a deep friendship with him. Lu Xiao Tian was willing to help partly because...
"If you are hesitant, go back and think it over carefully. Come see me again when you have made up your mind." Lu Xia Tian retracted his palm, taking in both the floating talisman and the transparent sphere.
"Please, seniors, help this junior recover their memory." Xiang Hua's face showed a moment of struggle before returning to its usual firmness.
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“Have you thought it through Will remembering everything put you in a difficult position” Lu Xiaodao said.
“What must come will always come. The junior disciple wants to proactively resolve this knot, so as not to regret it later.” Xiang Hua said calmly.
"Good, this is more like my disciple." Lu Xia Tian nodded.
Upon hearing Lu Xiaoteng's words, Xiang Hua's eyes widened in astonishment, his face pale with shock. Lu Xiaoteng stretched out his hand and clapped it towards the void, sending streaks of silver talismans flying from his palm.
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... A rumbling sound echoed. In the Demon Refining Lake of the Demonic Corpse Lands, the demonic water broke through the seal. The Buddhist sect's seal, like a dam blocking the lake, was now shattered by the combined efforts of Broken Arm and the Lotus Avatar. Broken Arm took the lead, with the Lotus Avatar joining later. It was his sword strike that cleaved heaven and earth, delivering the final blow to the seal.
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