The origin is very deep, I stand in the abyss and look at the waves; all living beings have one hundred appearances, and one hundred appearances are me
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The year when Mo Lingyuan began to have spiritual consciousness was the year when Emperor Tinglan died.
When he was just a visionary with spiritual consciousness
He faintly heard a voice echoing in his ears.
"You are going to find someone in the world."
This unknown voice echoed in his ears for many years.
Has never stopped
So after he cultivated human form, the first thing he did was go to the human world
But he has been wandering around the world aimlessly for tens of thousands of years
I don't even know who the person I'm looking for is.
Until one day thirty thousand years from now
He was bored and listening to the Buddha's music on the tree in front of Kongjue Temple.
Someone came out of the door
"The little monk's name is Guanlan."
The man put his hands together and bowed politely to the pilgrims who came to worship the Buddha.
At that moment, Mo Lingyuan felt a flash of light before his eyes, and many scattered memory fragments came one after another.
Then he rolled down the tree with both the man and the fruit.
"Found you."
After a while, he got up from the ground
He patted the dust on his body nonchalantly and smiled like a fox eyeing its prey.
…
Everything has a cause, entangled for hundreds of generations
Thirty thousand years later, Guan Lan was driven out of his mind by the so-called way of heaven in the human world.
Demon Lord Lingyuan held the Guanlan Sword in his hand and fought his way up to the ninth level with a solemn face.
But he saw the man with a cold look on his face, standing in front of Xihua Gate with a piece of broken chess.
"One hundred and sixty-nine thousand seven hundred years," he smiled faintly: "Long time no see, God... Linyuan."
Spread evil spirits and illusion (Devil) attack x Cold and ascetic monk (Emperor) receive
Deputy CP: Two forgotten ancient artifacts
