"Who are you?" Ning Fuchen tried to answer.

"I am the White Fang Spirit, stop your ignorant folly. The voice really replied to Ning Fuchen.

This is the first time he knows that the white fang still has a machine spirit, this is magical, only things above the immortal weapon can have a machine spirit, the reason is very simple, the machine spirit needs energy to exist, and only the magic weapon above the immortal weapon can provide the energy needed by this machine spirit.

"If you don't make it clear, I won't stop. "Now is the time when you need to brush up hooligans and beat singles, if you are obedient and obedient, it will be too much of a loss, and you will not get anything.

There must be only one possibility that the other party cares so much, that is, this kind of behavior is very effective, and the threat to him is great, although I don't know where the threat is.

"It's really ignorant, you listen well, the white fang blocked all the calamities for you in the Zhaotian Spring last time, and also absorbed all the remaining ancient spiritual power, and now it is the process of refining and absorbing it by itself, if you expel it from the body, it is equivalent to letting a person who has cultivated to a critical time go mad, if the white fang is destroyed, you will also be torn to pieces by those spiritual powers. The White Fang Instrument Spirit really spoke, making Ning Fuchen feel like his scalp was tingling.

If it were anything else, he probably wouldn't really believe it. But this matter, he is 100% convinced, the last experience at the bottom of the Zhaotian Spring, he will never forget it for the rest of his life, Ning Fuchen has never seen so many strong people do it together in his life, the key is that they are all corpses.

If it hadn't been for the white fangs who had sucked all the bone marrow of those skeletons dry that time, Ning Fuchen would have been cold by now.

"I see, I was wrong, I was wrong. Ning Fuchen suddenly realized, and did not continue what he had just done.

There was no sound over there for a long time, and Ning Fuchen thought that this machine spirit was going to ignore people, so he hurriedly said, "Miss machine spirit, can you talk to me for a while, I'm bored here alone." ”

It may be that a certain word in Ning Fuchen's speech resonated with the machine spirit, although her tone was not good, she was still talking to Ning Fuchen.

"It's really boring here. ”

"Little sister, what kind of existence are you?" Ning Fuchen was very curious, what kind of existence was this machine spirit.

"I'm quite a will, the will of the White Fang, to put it simply, if you use the human analogy, the White Fang is my body, I am the will of the White Fang, but we can exist separately. ”

"In this case, I will understand, then you are like this, can you be regarded as a life?" Ning Fuchen asked.

White Fang was silent for a moment, "You said a doll with a soul, does it have life?"

Ning Fuchen was stunned when he heard this, this question seemed to be a bit beyond his ability, and when he said this, he immediately remembered another thing, that thing is called Transformers, that Transformers, is there life?

Ning Fuchen shook his head, he didn't know, because his knowledge was too little, not enough to travel through this universe, he just noticed his question, the life he asked, the definition of life, is only the definition of life on the earth, so who said that life can't have other forms, it's just that the people on the earth don't understand it now.

"I see, it's me who is too shallow. Ning Fuchen sighed ashamedly.

"Cognition is limited, what is not recognized is infinite, it is normal not to understand, I don't understand how I was born, I don't know why I have a lot of memories and remember a lot of information as soon as I was born, maybe this is the machine spirit. ”

Ning Fuchen was silent, he just asked casually, he didn't expect to have this kind of epiphany at this time, and that feeling was very good in his heart.

It wasn't that he had gained any substantial benefits, but it had left some traces in his heart, and the higher the cultivation, the more he valued this trace.

In ancient times, many monks were only one step away from Mahayana, but in the end they were not able to succeed, and almost all of them will understand at the last moment of their lives that what they originally lacked was such some understanding, such things that were inadvertently buried in the bottom of their hearts.

It's just that by that time, even if they know that it is the last gift from God, it is too late to get up, and they lose the opportunity to go to the next level.

The conversation between the two ended, the machine spirit stopped talking, and Ning Fuchen stopped asking questions.

He sat cross-legged in place, not knowing when the sky began to snow, the snow was very big, and Ning Fuchen, who was sitting motionless on the ground, was finally buried by the snow and became a snowman.

White Fang is digesting the ancient spiritual power that was devoured by it, these spiritual powers are full of endless resentment, and they are no longer pure, and White Fang cut off those skeletons under the Zhaotian Spring that day, and he can only accept these spiritual powers.

Fortunately, the white fang itself is a magic weapon in ancient times, even if those spiritual powers are resentful, they can't hurt a magic weapon, at that time, the white fangs received a great impact and suffered a lot of damage, but as long as they are fused and absorbed, they can definitely recover, or even stronger.

Ning Fuchen hadn't opened his eyes yet, and at this time Dan had already returned, he saw at a glance that Ning Fuchen had turned into a snowman, there must be a reason for this, he didn't bother after glancing at Ning Fuchen, but walked directly to the side of the Blue Ice Lake.

He stood on the edge of the lake and saw the frozen ruler at the bottom of the lake, "If it weren't for this opportunity, we would probably never have met, the heir of the Heavenly Ray Saint appeared, I fulfilled the promise of the year, and waited for the person he was waiting for, now just waiting for you to wake up, we can go and wake up Lu Ling, and ...... then."

Dan didn't go any further, he stood by the lake and was silent.

"I doubt that we are really the same soul? Why have you still made such immature moves after so long? Blue Ice Lake is a Dao Lake, how can it be something you and I can touch?"

Standing by the lake, I don't know if what Dan says can be transmitted underwater, but what is certain is that even if it can be transmitted, the ruler will not be able to hear it.

They are the same soul, and the ruler has the power to approach immortality, while Dan has the wisdom to approach immortality.

He stood there for a long time, and finally turned around and left, "Time is a long river, every drop of water repeats itself in the long river, but only Dao Lake, no matter how many dimensions it crosses, it is unique, I hope my guess is correct, otherwise, who can save you." ”

There are parallels in the universe, there may be an infinite number of people, and there are dimensions in time, and you may not be the you of tomorrow today, but not everything is within this rule.

There are things that transcend this rule, and the blue ice lake is one of them, and in all the time, in all the space, the blue ice lake is only here, and this one exists, and it only exists today.

What to do is to send this blue ice lake away from here, which is a crazy idea. ()

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