"Sword Mountain First Ancestor?" Feng Xiaowu looked shocked, and then shook his head, "It should be that you are mistaken." ”

"No, it won't. The peacock chased Feng Xiaowu's eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more sure he became, "You can't be mistaken, it's exactly the same!"

Feng Xiaowu's face was full of disbelief, "The first ancestor of Sword Mountain, how can it be the same as my eyes? How many years ago, who can remember his original appearance? That portrait must not be counted!"

"Not the First Ancestor. Yan Qiu was silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke up.

"I'll just say it. Feng Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to be misunderstood by the people of Sword Mountain.

If it's mistaken for reincarnation or something, it's really unclear.

"Who said it was the First Ancestor!" the peacock looked at Feng Xiaowu with disdain, "What kind of character is the First Ancestor? He was born in a troubled era, one person and one sword set up the Sword Mountain, paving the invincible road with endless enemy bones, and no one dares to provoke him in the world." How can it be like you?"

Feng Xiaowu opened his mouth slightly, how much did this girl look down on him? Even if she had not recovered from her injuries and needed to walk on her own, she would dare to speak in such a tone?

"Peacock girl, I'm only fourteen years old. Feng Xiaowu pursed his lips and rolled his eyes, very dissatisfied with the peacock's statement, "Don't forget who took you away in the middle of the night last night." ”

"So what?" Peacock was not to be outdone, "can you hide the fact that you are very vegetable?"

Feng Xiaowu originally didn't care about what others said about his strength, but he felt a little angry just looking at the peacock's appearance, and immediately said, "I also kept that knife at that time, and I won't lose to you if I really fight!"

The peacock looked at Feng Xiaowu's flushed face and immediately became happy, one hand tapped his lower eyelids, and stuck out his tongue, "Slightly, what if you win against me?

Yan Qiu frowned slightly, and finally interrupted the two with a light cough, "Don't make trouble." ”

"Yes. The peacock was inexplicably in a good mood, smiling and nodding his head.

Feng Xiaowu also responded, his head drooping slightly, like a rooster who has lost a battle.

"Although there are countless people in the world, there are few eyes and looks that are exactly the same. Yan Qiu's expression was solemn, "Your eyes yesterday are very similar to those in the painting, maybe ......"

Yan Qiu's words were not finished, but Feng Xiaowu and Peacock both knew what she meant-there are rumors of reincarnation in this world.

Yan Qiu continued, "But that painting was seen a long time ago, and it is normal for my memory to be blurry, and it is also possible that I and the peacock have misremembered. If you're wondering, I can compare the drawings. ”

After speaking, Yan Qiu looked at Feng Xiaowu's eyes, waiting for his answer.

"Maybe I'm mistaken. Peacock suddenly spoke, she was suddenly worried that Feng Xiaowu was really the same as those eyes.

Feng Xiaowu's lips and teeth moved slightly, and he was about to speak, when Peacock suddenly interrupted him, "Don't be in a hurry to answer yet, do you know what it means if it's really the same?"

Feng Xiaowu's confusion suddenly appeared, and he looked at the peacock with a puzzled expression, "I don't quite understand what you mean." ”

"It's okay if you're different from him, if it's really the same......," Peacock showed a solemn look on his face, "That means that you are pursuing the grievances and hatreds of your previous life, and everything related to your previous life will begin to move closer to you, inheriting the causes of your previous life and bearing the fruits of your previous life." ”

Peacock frowned, "If a person had an enemy in his previous life, and he is not dead in this life, he will definitely be hunted down." ”

Feng Xiaowu thought for a moment, "Isn't that any good?"

"Yes. Peacock nodded heavily.

"Not really. Yan Qiu directly rejected the peacock's statement, "The cause and effect of the previous life were good and bad, and some people can even directly inherit the Dao fruit of the previous life and become immortals." ”

Feng Xiaowu pursed his lips, he lowered his head, not only kept turning, but he struggled in his heart for a while.

"I'm too weak!"

This voice still echoed in the deepest part of Feng Xiaowu's heart, and when he fell into the entanglement, this voice began to slowly get louder. He clenched his fists and shouted in his heart, "As long as I can get stronger, what else do I have to worry about?"

Feng Xiaowu raised his head suddenly, and a light seemed to radiate from his eyes, facing Yan Qiu's gaze, and he said categorically, "Okay, I also want to see the eyes you talked about with my own eyes." ”

"Wait for me. Yan Qiu replied neatly, and before the words fell, the person disappeared.

Only Feng Xiaowu and Peacock are left here.

"Do you really want to know?" the peacock looked at Feng Xiaowu.

Feng Xiaowu smiled at the peacock, "I'm just curious." ”

The peacock looked at Feng Xiaowu's eyes, and then moved his gaze to the distance, his tone a little impatient, "Oh." ”

After a while, Feng Xiaowu saw that Yanqiu hadn't come back yet, and couldn't help but say, "Peacock girl, I'll take you back to rest first." ”

Peacock snorted, "Don't worry about it." ”

Feng Xiaowu scratched her head, unable to understand why she was angry again, so she had to stand aside and stop talking.

After another quarter of an hour, several footsteps came, led by the sword master.

The sword master held a scroll of paintings, followed by several people, namely Elder Jianyi, Lu Qingchi, and Yan Qiu.

Under Feng Xiaowu's stunned expression, everyone surrounded him.

The peacock seemed to have known that this would be the case, and had already stepped back half a step to the side.

"You ......" Feng Xiaowu looked flattered, his hands swaying uneasily, "Why do you look like this?"

"Tut-tut, don't say it, it's really like. Lu Qingchi praised while staggering, "This little eye has a long ......"

Elder Jian Yi was also surprised, but he didn't say anything, just kept pressing his beard.

The sword master picked up the scroll in his hand and placed it in front of Feng Xiaowu, at the level of his head.

The scroll carved with the ancient pattern slowly turned, and the world in the painting opened up little by little in front of Feng Xiaowu.

At first, everything was unremarkable, Feng Xiaowu saw the hem of a person's clothes, the long sword in his hand, the jade pendant around his waist, the long hair hanging behind his back, and a heroic face......

Doesn't it seem like a big deal? This person is the first ancestor of Sword Mountain?

As soon as such a thought rose in Feng Xiaowu's mind, he felt a buzz, like a mountain crashing into his head, smashing all his thoughts out and mixing them together.

Those eyes were revealed, and there was nothing else in Feng Xiaowu's eyes, only those eyes.

"Xiao Wu, is he okay?" Peacock looked worried.

"What can that kid do?" Lu Qingchi pursed his lips, "How are you doing with the peacock girl?"

The peacock was still wrapped in the quilt, and now that the sun was rising, it couldn't help but be a little hot, so he held the quilt in his arms and said with a smile, "It's a lot better today!" Uncle Lu, who do you say those eyes are drawing?"

The peacock had seen the painting for a long time, and in the center was the young and most vigorous appearance of the first ancestor, who was leaning sideways and looking at the people near the corner.

There was only a black mist drawn there, there was no figure at all, only a pair of eyes were revealed, except for the similarity with Xiao Wu, there was nothing too outstanding.

However, no one would think that that person was really ordinary, and it was enough to prove that person was extraordinary to be able to make the first ancestor face it.

"I don't know. Lu Qingchi shook his head, he saw this painting when he was a child, and it has been handed down since a long time ago, it stands to reason that there should be some corresponding stories, but those stories have not been passed down with the painting.

Everyone was talking and laughing, but no one knew that Feng Xiaowu was experiencing great terror!

Others looked like ordinary eyes, but in Feng Xiaowu's eyes, they seemed to come to life. The painting is more like a window, with another world behind it, through which the eyes are looking at themselves, like a cat staring at a mouse, and he is the mouse, stiff and trying to move but unable to move.

Time seemed to be getting longer, and Feng Xiaowu wanted to shout, "Take it away!", but he couldn't do it at all, so he could only curl up in the corner of his body, silently enduring the fear engraved in the depths of his soul.

"Come and help me!" Feng Xiaowu kept shouting, but no one could hear him at all.

Because he didn't shout this sentence at all, he was still so calm in the eyes of everyone, and seemed to be deeply attracted by those eyes.

Those eyes continued to enlarge, and finally merged into a pitch-black whirlpool, constantly pulling Feng Xiaowu, trying to engulf him entirely.

"Who the hell are you!"

Feng Xiaowu kept shouting loudly, but no one responded to him, and he felt that his consciousness was being swallowed up by that black hole little by little.

At this time, Feng Xiaowu suddenly felt that there seemed to be another soul sleeping behind the black hole, waiting for him to walk in and replace it.

It's a scam at all!

"Where is the family heirloom sigil!" Feng Xiaowu kept urging the sigil, but he couldn't get feedback at all.

"Where is the lotus platform!" The lotus platform guarding the sea in his knowledge was also nowhere to be seen.

"Why doesn't the Divine Soul work!"

Feng Xiaowu stepped into despair step by step, at this moment, he had nothing, only a soul that was so weak that he trembled.

He could only watch as he sank into the darkness, powerless to struggle.

"Ahh

The darkness gradually engulfed Feng Xiaowu's consciousness, and when he almost forgot to struggle and forget his name, a light appeared, shattering all darkness.

"Hey, why have you been in a daze?" the peacock pushed away the painting and shook Feng Xiaowu's body.

Mu Ran's eyes gradually became bright, and at this moment, Feng Xiaowu remembered everything, and after a while, he was afraid that his heart was beating, and cold sweat instantly wet his back.

"Peacock!" Feng Xiaowu saw the peacock in front of him, hugged her excitedly, and whispered in her ear, "Thank you." ”

The peacock was suddenly hugged by Feng Xiaowu, his expression froze, and he instinctively wanted to push him away, but when he heard that thank you, he stopped struggling.

The emotion of that thank you was as good as last night's self, what did he go through?

"Hey!" Lu Qingchi was immediately unhappy, and scolded loudly, "What are you kid doing!"

"Shhh, Uncle Lu, Xiao Wu, he's very tired. The peacock stroked Feng Xiaowu's back and motioned for Lu Qingchi to be quieter.

Only then did everyone see that Feng Xiaowu was already asleep.

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