Murong Lingfeng saw a white image in the Valley of the Dragon, and she ran after the white shadow, but the white shadow crossed the waterfall and disappeared into the sunlight. Lixun pulled her back from the brink of danger, and the little boy fell helplessly to the ground. During this time, hope approached again and again, and she disappeared in front of her eyes again and again, and at this moment, the little boy completely collapsed.

At first, she just sat on the ground stunned, Lixun called her, she shouldn't, as if she had no soul, Lixun had to sit cross-legged to accompany her. Lixun looked at her eyes falling from her sockets drop by drop, and the tears became more and more, and they became more and more uncontrollable. In the end, she covered her face and cried bitterly. Lixun sighed, patted her on the back, hugged her, and let her cry in her arms. "It's good to cry, children can't always hold their emotions in their hearts, it's easy to grow crooked!" I don't know if Murong Lingfeng heard what he said, but after that, she did cry even louder.

Murong Lingfeng was awakened by the smell of barbecue, she wrinkled her nose and opened her eyes, not far from Xun in front of her, angry with the bonfire, grilling fish and shrimp. Seeing that she got up, Lixun handed her a skewer of grilled shrimp, "The shrimp is yours, and the fish belongs to me." ”

Murong Lingfeng took the grilled shrimp, his red and swollen eyelids raised with difficulty, and looked at Lixun, "How do you know that I don't like fish?" I always feel that you seem to know me very well. Did we know each other before?"

"Have you been to the Holy Realm before, or have I been to that place in the Zhantian Continent?" Lixun didn't answer her directly, but threw the question back to her, "If you haven't been here and I haven't been, how can we get to know each other?"

Murong Lingfeng's swollen eyelids drooped slightly, and this question was indeed reasonable, but "I'm not talking about this before, but going a little further and a little longer." ”

Lixun felt funny when he heard it, "How long will it take to take a little longer?"

Murong Lingfeng hesitated for a long time before he spoke, "Xunxun, do you believe it? I have lived two lifetimes. ”

Li Xun didn't react much when he heard her say this, but just raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.

"In my previous life, I was born in a world completely different from the Zhantian Continent and the Holy Realm. Most of the people there don't have spiritual power, but they are very smart, and they use their own only to fill the lack of spiritual power and create many things. Although they can't resist the wind, they can fly tens of thousands of miles in a day. They don't have clairvoyance, but everything that happens in the world can reach their ears as long as they want to know. They don't know about afterimages, but they can keep every moment if they want to. However, just like in the Zhantian Continent, ordinary people account for the majority, but there are still a small number of people who control the power of heaven. The Yun family, where I was born, is such an ancient family. In my previous life, my name was Yun Xiao, and Xue'er was called Yun Yao. She often tells people that we have been sisters for two lifetimes, and others think that she is saying that the two of us have a good relationship, but in fact, she is just stating the facts. Because we were also twins in our last life, we were born together in the Yun family, which is called the hope of the Yun family's revival. ”

The things in the previous life were too sad, so after coming to the Zhantian Continent, the little boy and the eldest lady rarely remembered the things about living in the Yun family, but today I don't know why, the things in the previous life kept flashing in her mind.

"You said that the Yun family is an ancient family, why do you want to revive it, is there any crisis in it?" asked Lixun following her words.

Murong Lingfeng shook his head, "It's not the crisis of the Yun family, it's the crisis of the cultivators of the entire world. Because with the passage of time, the general environment of the whole world is no longer suitable for cultivation. The aura of that world was much thinner than that of the Zhantian Continent. Daddy once calculated that accumulating the spiritual energy of the whole world may not be enough for one person to cultivate to the fullest. And cultivation also requires a spiritual root, and this spiritual root has long disappeared without a trace because of the mixed dilution of blood. As a result, there are even fewer people who are able to practice. ”

Lixun understood what she meant, talent is really more important than any ability, this is a reward from fate, no one can take it away and envy it, "So, you and your sister Xue'er have spiritual roots?"

Murong Lingfeng rubbed his eyes in the hope of relieving the swelling, "Not only do we have spiritual roots, but we have carried spiritual power from our mother's womb. Dad said that my spiritual power is like a bottomless pit, and even he doesn't know how strong it is, but Xue'er's he has about a degree, and the Yun family at that time had ten elders and more than a hundred cultivators. Dad said that the spiritual power of these people can add up to about 30% of Xue'er's. ”

Lixun touched his chin - that's really a disparity in strength. "And then, have you revived the Yun family?"

"Naturally, there is none. Murong Lingfeng grinned wryly, "The two of us should have died young, and when we were in our twenties, we were burned to death." ”

"So, it's still a sad story?"

Murong Lingfeng tilted his head and thought about it--Is it sad? It's been so long, I can't remember the feeling at that time for a long time, and now I recall it as some warm and pleasant fragments. "I just want to say that when I was burned to death in my previous life, I thought that my life was about to dissipate, but I didn't know that I could be reborn in the Zhantian Continent and live another life. So, maybe my last life was not my first life, maybe I went to the Holy Realm in one of my lives, and I used to get along with you. ”

Lixun smiled slightly, "Really, that's good, we can be regarded as old friends reunited!"

Murong Lingfeng squatted down beside Lixun, "So, you still remember me, right?"

Lixun tilted his head to the side and didn't look at her, but this action made Murong Lingfeng more convinced of his guess, "You remember me, right? That's why you take care of me so much and help me! Can you tell me about my past life!"

Li Xun couldn't hide, so he had to sigh softly, "Then tell me, are you Yunxiao or Murong Lingfeng now?"

"Does it make a difference? It's just a different name. Sometimes Cher will call me dashing when she is in a hurry. Whether it's Yun Xiao or Murong Lingfeng, it's me!" said the little boy as a matter of course.

Lixun shook his head, "Yun Xiao is the hope of the Yun family, a charred corpse that has been burned to death." Murong Lingfeng is the young palace master of Zhantian Palace, and he is a child who is spoiled by love. There is an essential difference between the two, from the moment you became Murong Lingfeng, you are not Yunxiao anymore, and it has nothing to do with your previous lives. You might say that a living soul is more important than a dead body. However, only the union of spirit and flesh can be called a human being, and only the soul is a lonely ghost. ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at Lixun with suspicious eyes, "Is that god like this, will he also be trapped by the flesh?"

Lixun was amused by her words, "You're wrong, we're not gods." We're human too, just a little more talented. Even the Holy Venerable did not dare to say that he was a god. He was also created, and if anything, he was probably born to be the ruler of the Holy Mountain. ”

Murong Lingfeng didn't believe it, "Can people live so long?"

"That's because the time calculation method of the Holy Realm is different, people here will grow up like normal people when they are born, and after about twenty years, the growth of the body will become very slow, so slow that you can't see its changes, and this kind of thing will last for a long, long time, and how long it will depend on how strong the spiritual power in that person's body is. Therefore, it will take a thousand years to be counted as a year old in the Holy Realm. Lixun glanced at her and couldn't help pouting, "You are no different from a little baby, and you are not even a hundred days old when you are born!" So on the day they first met, Lixun would ask her age vigorously.

Murong Lingfeng pouted and glared at him, was she despised?

Lixun coughed lightly, it was not a good thing to be hated by the little kid, "I thought you would ask me about the white shadow when you woke up, but it turns out that this is not important in your heart." Li Xun looked at her red and swollen eyes and deliberately opened the subject.

"Did you see that white shadow too?" Murong Lingfeng didn't want to ask, but she always felt that the white shadow was an illusion of herself, and it didn't really exist, so she didn't expect Lixun to see it. Murong Lingfeng grabbed Lixun's arm excitedly, "Tell me quickly, is that Yun Mo?"

"Yun Mo ......," Lixun muttered the name, "is he the one you want to go to hell for?"

The little boy nodded solemnly, "It's him, he fell into hell to seal the Demon King, I must bring him back from hell!"

"Then you may be looking in the wrong direction. "Wake her up.

Murong Lingfeng is also a smart person, and when she heard Lixun say this, she roughly understood half of it, "Are you saying that Yun Mo is not in hell? That white shadow is really him? Then why did he run away? Does he just want to see me like this?" Murong Lingfeng felt even more sad when he knew the truth, didn't Yun Mo know that she would rather give up this life and want to see him again?

"Who said I could see him, he was a person?" Lixun pouted and said arrogantly, "Lao Tzu can see more things, and they are all human beings?"

Isn't it a person? What else could it be?" Murong Lingfeng suddenly felt a chill rush up from her tail bone, "He's not a human, what is it......?" The ghost?"

Li Xun sneered, "Just now you were talking about pulling people out of hell without shame, and now that you say it's a ghost, you're scared? I don't think your feelings are unforgettable! At least not as deep as the white shadow, and people have become ghosts, and they don't forget to come to see you!"

Murong Lingfeng pinched the grilled shrimp in his hand, and his face, which had been frightened before, slowly recovered a little, "I didn't, I just suddenly heard that Yun Mo had become a ghost, and I couldn't accept it for a while." Tears were streaming from her eyes again, "How can this be? Lisheng told me that Yun Mo is still alive! He said that Yun Mo was just trapped by the gate of hell and couldn't come back." How did it become like this?" it was like she had worked so hard to find a panacea, but when she rushed back, she was told that the person was dead, and the little boy's mood at the moment was not only sad, but also full of helplessness.

"Actually, I can't say it's a ghost. Lixun considered his words, "However, judging from the current situation, Hongmao's judgment is indeed not correct. The person you are looking for is not in hell, that should be certain. ”

"You say one moment that he is not a human, and another time that he is not a ghost, then what else can he be?" Murong Lingfeng asked puzzled.

"To be exact, it should be called a phantom. Lixun said.

Murong Lingfeng took a bite of the grilled shrimp, "You don't want to say that it was my hallucination, right?" If it was really her hallucination, then how did Lixun see it?

Lixun shook his head, broke a roasted crab, picked out the meat inside, put it on top of the big leaf that had been cleaned before, and handed it to Murong Lingfeng, with a small plate of minced ginger mixed with vinegar at hand, ready for the little boy to dip and eat. While eating grilled seafood, the two continued the previous topic, "The so-called illusion does not mean illusion. It has a more apt name called 'The Nightmare'. ”

The name of the phantom nightmare, Murong Lingfeng really heard of it for the first time. She searched her sea of knowledge, but couldn't find anything about it, so she shook her head at Lixun, "What is a phantom nightmare?

Li Xun said that it was understandable, "Your previous two lives were in a place where your spiritual power was thin, and it was impossible for a phantom to appear in that kind of place." There's nothing surprising you don't know. But you've never heard of a nightmare, you've always heard of a nightmare, right?"

Murong Lingfeng nodded, this was naturally heard of.

"The phantom is actually very similar to the phantom, both are just shadows, not real. Lixun then explained to her, "If there's any difference, it's that phantoms are less likely to appear than phantoms, and the conditions are more demanding. In order for a Phantom to appear, five conditions must be met. Li Xun stretched out his palm and spread five fingers and shook it in front of Murong Lingfeng's eyes, "First of all, as long as a spiritual power master can use his own spiritual power to produce hallucinations, the standard of this master should be at least the level of me and Hongmao, not a little lower." "Lixun said one thing, and then said the other thing, "Furthermore, the person who sees the phantom must be on the same plane as the person who generated the phantom." So, if that White Shadow is really the person you're looking for, then he's not in Hell right now, but in the Holy Realm. ”

"Third, it is the word 'nightmare'. Lixun picked up a piece of firewood and wrote a "nightmare" on the ground, "The so-called 'nightmare' is actually a kind of dream, whether it is a nightmare or a hallucination, it is produced in a dream. The shadow may be real to you, but to him it's just a dream. ”

Murong Lingfeng already understood a little in his heart, "What about the fourth and fifth articles?"

"The fourth and fifth can actually be combined into one, which is that the person is in distress. The phantom is a passive product of human desperation, and only arises when a person is trapped. Therefore, I am afraid that the person you are looking for has not only been sealed in spiritual power, but she herself has also been imprisoned. ”