For cultivators, time is an almost static existence. There is no human sadness like time rushing, passage of time, and aging.

Murong Jinghong knew that he must seize the time to practice. Xiaoyun, the elf he had not seen clearly before, must have been sent by that person. He didn't know what the use of giving Ruoxue that thing was, but he clearly realized his own weakness.

The future is unknown, and he cannot see through the other party's intentions. The only feasible way is to improve his own strength. No matter what plots and tricks you have, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, you will become an insignificant person and have nothing to fear.

There was not much time, and he could be subdued by the opponent at any time. He could only let Ruoxue fall asleep before he could practice with peace of mind.

Ruoxue held the clock that Xiaoyun gave her in her hand. Murong Jinghong looked at it carefully and found nothing wrong. He let Ruoxue hold it and set up the strongest barrier to let Xue Ying and Xue

Guarded by the bear, he got into the training room and continued to retreat.

All the spiritual energy in Ruoxue's body was gathering towards the hand holding the Donghuang Bell. Invisible to mortals, black threads like silk threaded into the Donghuang Bell in an orderly manner, and then the threads that came out turned white, like Donghuang Bell.

The imperial bell is like a washing machine, washing the stained silk threads white.

Snow Eagle and Snow Bear were guarding outside the house and did not see this weird scene at all. Naturally, they did not notify Murong Jinghong.

The black threads were washed into white threads by the Donghuang Bell. This movement continued in unison until it lasted for three days and all the threads turned white before they stopped gathering.

In fact, the black line is the memory line of Ruoxue who was under a forbidden curse. The Donghuang Bell filtered those forbidden spells and restored Ruoxue's memory.

The reason for the trapped dragon's blessing is that Ruoxue is still sleeping, but when she wakes up, she will have great difficulties to overcome.

The woman in gray had just returned to Baiyue Pavilion, and before she had time to see Murong Ye, she was stopped by Si Yue in the lobby.

"Yun'er, you have been with me for thousands of years, and you know my temper best!"

"Owner!"

The woman in gray knew what Xiyue was capable of, so she knelt on the ground waiting to be punished.

Siyue said sincerely: "I understand your affection for Murong Ye, and I also said that I will help you when the matter is successful. Why did you take it upon yourself to steal the Donghuang Bell?"

The woman in gray didn't dare to argue, let alone plead for herself. She lowered her head and whispered: "I don't want to see him in danger anymore. Master, I can do anything you want, just don't let him participate in this again."
Chapter completed!