In mid-air, Aunt Yu was about to stop Lin Luochen from stepping into the void, but a warm and strong hand gently pressed her wrist.
"Yu'er, don't worry, the time is almost up."
Aunt Yu turned around in surprise, and what she saw was an extraordinary and handsome face, like an immortal.
"Feng Mian, are you back?"
Lin's father looked at her with deep eyes and gentle eyes, and nodded slightly to her.
There were several graceful women standing around him, all looking down with curiosity and concern.
Aunt Mei asked curiously: "Why have you been gone for so long?"
Father Lin said helplessly: "That woman is more troublesome than expected. She actually triggered the existence of 'over there' and disrupted the long river of time."
"If we hadn't sensed the aura of the Burial Sky Seal, we might still be wandering around in the river of time now!"
His shoulders and Shushu's little head were filled with confusion.
It followed its master and forcibly entered the future, met Qu Lingyin, and witnessed the earth-shattering battle.
But it still can't figure out when Qu Lingyin fell into a dream. Is there really such a person in reality?
At this moment, Mother Lin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at her son's old, haggard, and despairing look with distress.
"This child... has only been seen for a few days, how come he is like this?"
If Father Lin had not stopped her, she would have rushed into the void to stop Lin Luochen at all costs.
Mother Lin looked at Queen Mo Xue who was standing sadly, and couldn't help but frown.
"This woman doesn't look like the fake person in the dream, what's going on with her?"
She realized something was wrong when Father Lin fought against the Holy Emperor Brahma and Queen Mo Xue before.
But he didn't expect that Empress Mo Xuesheng would actually get into trouble with Lin Luochen, so she couldn't help but look at Father Lin.
Father Lin coughed lightly and explained with a slight guilt: "It seems that when the dream projected the saint in this world, he accidentally captured these two holy souls."
Sage Queen Mo Xue and Holy Emperor Brahma did not enter the dream on their own initiative, just because their dojo was too close to Huang Liangyu.
When Huang Liangyu projected the two incarnations, the two saints felt something in their hearts and subconsciously deduced it.
However, he just happened to bump into Father Lin's spiritual thoughts, and was distracted by it, and he fell into this dream.
As for why, one is to make the dream more real. After all, the knowledge of the two saints can make the dream more perfect.
Secondly, giving his son a real enemy instead of a puppet was something that the Brahma Saint Emperor guessed right.
In the end, because of his bad taste, he wanted to see if Lin Luochen could create some sparks with Queen Mo Xue.
Of course, he didn’t tell Mother Lin any of this, for fear of being punished.
At this moment, looking at Queen Mo Xuesheng's lost look, Father Lin felt secretly proud.
Good job, the tiger father has no dog son, he is worthy of being my son, Lin Fengmian!
Mother Lin was too lazy to pursue him, and frowned slightly: "A saint in this world? Will it be detrimental to Chen'er in the future?"
Father Lin smiled lightly and comforted: "Don't worry, Xue'er, I will erase the holy emperor's consciousness later."
His eyes turned to the silently weeping Holy Queen Mo Xue, he pondered for a moment, and then slowly spoke.
"As for this woman... she is too obsessed and possessive, so let her be "dusted on the spiritual platform" for the time being."
The so-called "dusty on the spiritual platform" is to set up an invisible barrier deep in her mind.
Hunter Mo Xuesheng will subconsciously forget the things in her dreams, leaving only unforgettable emotional imprints, but she doesn’t know the reason.
It's like waking up from a big dream, only remembering the joys and sorrows in the dream, but not where the dream started or where it ended.
Only when you encounter a similar situation and be strongly stimulated again can you have a chance to remember it.
Mother Lin nodded slightly. She instinctively disliked women who were scheming and overly controlling, for fear that she would hurt Lin Luochen.
As for the other people, she had no intention of interfering. Only the woman named Qu Lingyin made her feel a little uneasy.
Father Lin's eyes swept across the world that was about to disappear, and sighed: "'Over there' has been alarmed, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."
"Let's go, Let's go and say goodbye to them. It's time to wake up from this dream that has lasted for hundreds of years!"
Mother Lin nodded, her eyes full of reluctance, and she regretted following Father Lin to see Qu Lingyin.
As everyone knows, this is Lin's father's deliberate arrangement, because he is afraid that the longer she gets along, the more reluctant she will be to let him go.
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Amidst the violent turbulence of the void, Lin Luochen hugged Su Yuyao's cold body tightly and trudged hard.
The terrifying force of space tearing came like a billions of weights, and invisible fragments of law passed by like blades.
Although the Evil Emperor's Art contains the secret of space, at this moment, he is running out of energy and is faltering in this chaotic void.
The folds of space twist and change, like a broken mirror reflecting fragmented illusions, which makes people feel trance-like.
！ ！ pon done by the Nine Nether has made)!
However, the void is vast and the flow is disorderly. Although it was only a moment, Xia Jiuyou's figure has disappeared like a stone in the sea, without a trace.
Surrounded by distorted light and shadow, silent annihilation and rebirth.
Time and space have lost their meaning here, leaving only eternal chaos and silence.
Easy to get in and hard to get out, this is the horror of void.
Lin Luochen walked in the endless turbulence for an unknown length of time. It seemed as if he had experienced millions of years, and yet it seemed like he was only walking in a blink of an eye.
The remaining power is passing away quickly, and the candle of life is swaying in the strong wind and is about to be extinguished.
Lin Luochen's consciousness began to blur, the operation of the Evil Emperor's Art became more and more stagnant, and the protective aura dimmed.
「Jiuyou...father, mother...」
He looked down at Su Yuyao, who was sleeping in his arms, and tightened his arms, fearing that this only sustenance would be swept away by the turbulent current at the next moment.
Lin Luochen raised his head suddenly, his mother Lin's gentle and distressed face reflected in his cloudy eyes, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
「Mother!」
He seemed to have traveled through long and painful years and returned to the carefree time under the protection of his parents' wings, and his eyes became a little blurry.
He saw his father's figure slowly walking out, along with those familiar girls, as well as... the rat that poked its head and the little red cat Wallpaper who liked to show off his power.
Everything in front of me seems like a world away, but it is extremely real.
"Are you... here to pick me up?"
Lin Luochen's voice was dry and hoarse, with the confusion and relief of a dying person.
These words instantly broke Lin’s mother’s guard. She could no longer hold back, and tears burst into her eyes.
"Chen'er... you have suffered..."
Father Lin couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He was broken. Isn't it going to happen if he goes back?
He took one step forward and easily pushed away the violent void turbulence around him, forming a stable space.
He stared at his haggard son with a complex and emotional expression.
"Chen'er, in hundreds of years of your life, have you ever...enlightened?"
Lin Luochen looked back on his life of struggle, hatred, short-lived joy, and ultimately tragic ending, with deep bitterness and self-mockery on his face.
"He is in a state of confusion, accomplishing nothing...wasting this life, leaving only regrets..."
Father Lin sighed slightly, and said earnestly: "You are trapped in the prison of hatred in this life. "Xiao, even if it succeeds, what's the point? It's just a different kind of shackles."
He paused, his eyes bright: "I'm going to teach you the "Evil Emperor Technique". You should experience the "evil" of this technique firsthand."
"Its power is overwhelming, but it is also like a gangrene attached to the bones, subtly corroding the mind. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil's path and never recover."
"You are different from your father. Your father can control it, but you are disturbed by it. , went astray and it is difficult to turn back. "
Lin Luochen nodded sadly: "Yes, the child's mind is far less tough than his father..."
Behind him, several young ladies secretly complained in their hearts.
It is your father who is even more evil!
Evil Emperor Jue wants to pollute him?
I'm afraid it's not the clear spring dripping into the ink vat - it will be assimilated in turn!
Father Lin obviously also knew his "industry". He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment and said seriously: "I warned you in the past: those who learn from me will live, and those who resemble me will die!"
"You need to walk out of your own 'path' instead of blindly following my footsteps."
"Otherwise, you will always be chasing after me, never able to surpass, and even...can't see where the road ahead is!"
Lin Luochen nodded silently and said lonelyly: "Father taught me a lesson. It's... I was obsessed with it, blinded by hatred, and lived in a state of confusion throughout my life. "
"In the end... I harmed others and myself, and implicated Jiuyou and Yuyao..."
He lowered his head and touched Su Yuyao's cold cheek with trembling fingers. There was endless sadness and deep regret in his eyes.
Mother Lin saw it and felt pain in her heart. Aunt Yu and others even sighed in their hearts.
They followed all the way, knowing full well that Lin Luochen was thrown into a sea of blood purgatory after his parents "left", fighting for survival day and night, with no way to choose "his own path".
Perhaps the only thing he truly lived for himself was the ten years he traveled with Xia Jiuyou and Su Yuyao, but in the end... it still ended tragically.
Father Lin looked at his son's lost state and asked the most critical question.
"If... you were allowed to live a new life, how would you choose? Are you willing to... live an ordinary life?"
Lin Luochen's eyes moved away from Su Yuyao's face and looked at the endless turbulence of the void, his eyes gradually becoming sharp and firm.
"I don't want to, I will be controlled by others all my life. I don't want to follow the crowd anymore, nor do I want to be manipulated by others."
"Although I don't want to hurt others, I will never allow others to hurt me or the people around me!"
Father Lin finally showed a happy smile in his eyes: "Okay! Once you have this awareness, you will be able to do anything in your life." It’s not a wasted life!”
“You have the most outstanding qualifications in the past and present, and your starting point is far better than when you were a father!”
But what you lack is the fierceness to live towards death, a desire to die. You have the fighting spirit to change your destiny!”
“I know it’s hard for you to accept death, but what’s so scary about death? If you just avoid it, how can you survive?”
“I can’t accept death. I have handed over all the details of the world to you. At worst, I will destroy the Qingxu world and rebuild the world!”
Father Lin's expression returned to calmness, with a sense of farewell.
"You will know in the future, it's time for your parents to leave. Chen'er, take care."
He paused and left his last words of motto, each word like a hammer, hammering into Lin Luochen's heart.
"Only by knowing your destiny, accepting your fate, and deceiving your fate can you change your destiny!"
"Now that you know your destiny but are unwilling to accept it, and you dare not do the deceiving thing in order to change your destiny, you only want to deceive yourself and others, how can you... break free from the shackles of fate?"
After saying that, he slowly turned around and walked deeper into the void, his clothes fluttering, leaving behind a vague voice.
"If you still want to escape... then run away, but escaping will not change anything!"
Mother Lin's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked back at her son with great reluctance.
Huge panic surged in Lin Luochen's heart, and he staggered after Su Yuyao, shouting, "Father! Mother! Where are you going?!"
Lin's father's figure appeared extremely tall and far away in the void, and his voice was calm but filled with unquestionable determination.
"My parents have an old enemy that they must face. They have been waiting for you for too long and are going back."
He flicked his sleeves, and the entire sky-like void barrier burst open with an indescribable huge gap!
Through the gap, Lin Luochen was shocked to see a broken and dead starry sky!
Countless unimaginably huge corpses were floating in it. Even from an endless distance away, the remaining terrifying aura made him tremble and almost suffocate!
Further away, a majestic and unfamiliar star field is slowly crashing into the starry sky.
The two big worlds overlapped and collided, the laws collapsed, and the space was filled with cracks like broken glass. The scene was so tragic that it was despairing!
Father Lin waved his sleeves gently, and his voice came with irresistible power.
"Go back, this is no place for you to set foot now!"
Lin Luochen felt a soft but irresistible push, and the space around him cracked inch by inch like a shattered mirror!
Not only that, the body of Su Yuyao in his arms began to turn into tiny bits of crystal light dust, dissipating with the wind!
"No, Yao'er!"
Lin Luochen was horrified, but he couldn't stop her and could only watch her disappear.
At the same time, the memories of the real world rushed into his mind like a flood!
Lin Luochen felt a splitting headache, and the world in front of him began to violently shake, collapse, and be annihilated!
The void is like a faded ancient scroll, which begins to peel off and curl up piece by piece, revealing the world of Qingxu in the dream.
The stars in the sky dimmed and went out one after another, like blown out candles.
Mountains, rivers, cities and pavilions, all the things that once existed in the dream world, are like sandcastles, washed away by invisible waves, quickly disintegrating and returning to nothingness.
The outline of the entire Qingxu world rapidly shrank and collapsed inward, as if it was being clenched and crushed by an invisible giant hand!
In the end, all the light, matter, and energy collapsed crazily toward the center point.
There, there is a strange jade stone covered with spider web-like cracks and exuding the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes!
In the center of the stone, a simple, thick long sword is inserted deeply into it.
That is Xia Jiuyou's earth sword!
The stone seemed to be carrying the weight of the entire world, it was unbearable, and it was covered with cracks.
But it was maintained by a force, and it has not been broken, and it has struggled to maintain its shape.
At this moment, the power suddenly dissipated!
The cracks on the stone instantly spread to the limit, and exploded in a soul-shaking silent roar!
Infinite light and immeasurable darkness intertwine into a vortex that swallows everything, eventually returning to eternal nothingness.
Lin Luochen was like a bystander, watching helplessly as a vast world came to an end in front of his eyes.
He woke up as if from a dream, with two lines of tears falling down his face, and his tone was full of reluctance.
"It turns out to be just a dream, this dream is so long!"
At the same time, in the dream world.
Happy Queen Mo Xue watched the surrounding world rapidly collapse and dissipate like melting ice and snow, her face filled with unbelievable horror.
She clearly felt that the memory of this dream in her mind was being quickly erased and covered by an irresistible force!
"No! I don't want to forget! I don't want to——!"
She struggled desperately, tears rolling down like broken pearls, her fingertips grasping in vain the dissipating light, but nothing could be retained.
The fog of memory is getting thicker and thicker. She only knows that she seems to be waiting, waiting for someone who can clear this fog... or an opportunity.
As for what to wait for?
Why wait?
But it has long been blurred.
Li Goosheng, who was living in a cottage outside Dongmirage City, was shaken suddenly, and endless vicissitudes of life appeared in his eyes.
He looked up at the collapsing sky, with a faint smile that could see through the world.
"Ah... I have woken up from my dream, and I am about to... fall into a deep sleep again."
In mid-air, Father Lin, who was about to leave, seemed to feel something. He glanced back in the direction of Li Goosheng, and the corner of his mouth curved with interest.
"Huh... it's a bit interesting."
Mother Lin also noticed this scene and asked curiously: "This person is really strange, how can he maintain a trace of his true spirit in this dream?"
Father Lin's eyes were deep and he said calmly: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world. He has no ill intentions towards Chen'er, let him be."
His eyes turned to the dying Xia Jiuyou in another empty turbulence, and his tone was a bit doubtful.
"Aren't you going to meet Jiuyou?"
Mother Lin's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and she shook her head slowly: "No need!"
“I don’t want her affection for Chen’er to be mixed with too many practical considerations and utilitarian intentions because she knows that you and I exist.”
Although dreams can reflect the truest side of people’s hearts, the completely different growth trajectories in the first half of life will eventually shape different personalities.
Xia Jiuyou in reality may not be the woman in the dream who would risk everything and burn her life for Lin Luochen.
Father Lin's eyes fell on Shushu on his shoulder, and his eyes softened.
"Zhushu, thanks to you this time, if it weren't for your guidance, it would be difficult for us to find the traces of Luochen."
"But we can't take you away yet. You go back and follow Luochen. We won't treat you badly."
Shushu still doesn't understand at this moment. In front of him is his true master, the divine thought projected across time and space with supreme power!
Realizing that the long separation was imminent, its big eyes were instantly filled with tears, and its little paws tightly grasped Father Lin's skirt.
"Remember,"
Father Lin's voice was full of instructions, "If he can't go to the fairyland for a day, don't reveal anything about you and me to him."
Don’t worry, Master! Little master, leave it to me!
Lin's father's eyes showed a gratified smile: "Well, it's up to you."
The little red cat next to him also stretched out his paws and patted Shushu on the head in an arrogant manner, as if to explain something.
Alas, it’s a pity that this little fool is here. If I had guarded him personally, how could the little master have suffered so much?
Shu Shu was immersed in the sadness of parting and the excitement of shouldering a heavy responsibility. He was completely unaware of the little red cat's dislike and only looked at his master and mistress reluctantly.
But soon the darkness swallowed everything, and it could not see anything. Its consciousness was blurred and kept floating in the void.