There are jade bones in the front and peach bones in the back. The best place in the Divine Realm to refine weapons is undoubtedly the refining room of the Lord of War. Wanyu stared intently at the newly added ornaments on her wrist and slowly walked towards the Prison Battle Hall.

He should, and hasn't returned.

"What's wrong with God? The lord of the slayer went out, and was not in the courtyard. Forget Chen said with a smile, looking up at the sky, the clouds and smoke were vast. He sat on the wall, not caring about the image in the slightest.

"I'm not here to look for him, but I have a weapon to forge. I came to borrow his refining room for a while. "Forget the dust in his heart, the prisoner Zhan has been uncertain recently, and he must have a suspicion.

"Then God will go by himself, and I will take a step in advance." Forget Chen left the Prison War Hall and headed for the Si Ming Palace. These days, the warlord will be in the Si Ming Palace, looking at those boring life scrolls. I don't know what I'm looking for.

"Lord Varner, you have read these life scrolls so many times, and there is indeed no divine life scroll. As for the books in the temple of the priesthood, you have read them all. Don't embarrass the little gods anymore. If the Emperor of Heaven knows, the little god can't afford to eat it. ”

When Forget Chen stepped into the Si Ming Palace, he saw such a scene. Si Ming begged for mercy aggrieved, but the lord looked cold and ignored it completely. He smiled and asked Si to get up.

"There is no need to worry about the gods, this matter is up to the master. As for the matter of the fate scroll, Si Ming Xingjun really has no trace? In this world, it is impossible for someone to lose their life for no reason. ”

He sat down and looked at the Varver's grim expression. It seems that the plan for the prison war has failed. The relationship between the two people is estranged, this is the first time that the lord has tried to please people, but he didn't expect it to end up like this.

"Don't embarrass me if you forget the dust god, it is impossible for a person who does not have a life scroll to have a record. However, I have some clues about the origin of this person, which I can refer to. ”

"What clues?" The prisoner looked at it coldly, and Si Ming made up his mind, and then he stepped forward and took a silk book.

It reads "Alien Spirit Scroll", although it is a kind of life scroll, it records some strange life numbers, on the last page of the silk book. There are some special symbols, which seem to be formations.

Si Ming solved the formation, and the silk book was exposed in front of people. All living beings have a life scroll, only the spirit of destruction, the spirit of reincarnation by different laws, the spirit of soul embers, the life scroll, and death is difficult to pass through the netherworld.

Annihilation, alien reincarnation, embers. The latter two are too bizarre, and the ember is the harshest criminal law, which is generally self-punishment. The god of great treachery and evil introspects, so he burns it with the true fire of samadhi, which is for the embers of the soul.

Alternate rebirth. This technique is appalling, and almost no one can be reborn smoothly. Wanyu's life experience is confusing, and it is difficult to determine her life. Her bloodline, with great power, is enough to destroy the world.

He never mentioned it, secretly looking for a solution, and after listening to Si Ming's explanation, the master got up and left the Si Ming Hall without saying a word. Si Ming broke out in a cold sweat and saw him off respectfully.

Forget Chen glanced at him comfortingly, and left with the prisoner war. He had a hunch that the calm of the prison war at this time would only be a bigger wave. There are too many worries pressing on him these days.

"Prisoner War, what do you think?" He asked.

"What do you think? If she wasn't Wanyu, who would she be? ”

"Probably a survivor from 10,000 years ago? In that great war 10,000 years ago, if someone had been reborn in a different way, it might not have been impossible. It's just that this involves a wide range of things, and you can't really judge what kind of existence she was in her previous life. The man was silent for a moment, and did not respond immediately.

His mind was obviously a little confused, and he couldn't even control the worries in his heart. 10,000 years ago, the clues were already deeply buried. Her dreams, by the way, were related to the goddess.

Could it be that she is the person next to the goddess.

"Perhaps, she will be the one next to the goddess? In addition to the fairy heron, the goddess also had a maid named Jin. And Jin, the most proficient in foreign arts. "Will it be Nishiki? But she didn't have any breath on her, and she didn't have any memories of Jin.

"Let's go back first, she is refining swords in the furnace at the moment."

"Sword refining?"

"Yes, sword refining. She didn't know where she got the peach spirit, she was refining, and the Mingji sword and the peach spirit fit perfectly, which couldn't be more suitable. Forget Chen explained, the pace of the prison battle is faster.

Peach, the treasure of the owner of the flowers, how can it be easily given away?

"Ahma," when he came in, the room was full of brilliance, and the Mingji sword was dazzling and colorful, and the sword was clearer than before. The faint mark on the hilt of the sword is undoubtedly the peach spirit.

"Lord Varner, borrowed your refining room to refine the sword. Now that the sword had been cast, Wanyu said goodbye," she turned to leave, and was pulled back. The prisoner stared at Forget Chen viciously, and someone disappeared in an instant.

I hope he won't be too proud, otherwise, I'm afraid that he will cause misunderstandings again.

"You didn't call me that before." Prisoner Zhan looked at her and said lightly.

"Before, it was Wanyu trespassing. The lord is noble, and naturally he can't be called ordinary. The indifferent and detached tone made his heart ache.

"Really? Why do you repent when you have transgressed? I'm still used to hearing you call me Ah Zhan. Your sword is more beautiful than ever. ”

It would be a surprise if you forgot to be here. This lord doesn't seem to be cold at all. On the contrary, there are more fireworks and a bit of ruffianism.

"The sword is back to me, I'm leaving." Wanyu was a little angry, and her tone became fierce.

"You see that my jade bone sword is only halfway cast, since the Mingji sword has been cast, then you can help me cast the Mingji sword together by the way." Prisoner Zhan naturally threw the jade bone sword to her and sat aside to drink tea.

Wanyu was naturally unwilling, but with a flick of his jade hand, the entire prison battle hall was caged in a halo. It's like a dream, and you can't say a word to open the enchantment. However, she can't break through this barrier.

"Is the master of the war taking advantage of his own cultivation, so he bullies people at will?" Wanyu said angrily.

"yes, so you might as well concentrate on forging your sword. We can have a good chat. ”

Wanyu took the jade bone sword and carefully used her spiritual power to condense it, but her cultivation was limited after all. Therefore, after the forging of the Mingji Sword, his cultivation was not good at the moment, and he still gritted his teeth and continued to input spiritual power.

The prisoner frowned, she was really a stubborn girl. He crept up behind her and grabbed her hand. Engrossed in the input of spiritual power, through the twilight, the two swords hung in the air. The jade bone sword was surrounded by a pale green brilliance, and the light purple brilliance of the Mingji sword was swirling.

In the silent night sky, the two swords showed their unearthly glory. Prisoner Zhan was looking at her from beginning to end, gentle as promised. But the man only had a sword in his eyes, and there was no shadow of him.

He slashed through the void, and two swords fell into the pool. Splash layers of ripples.

Wanyu subconsciously turned around, and the man smiled lightly, "It's just to wash the sword, and you can take the sword tomorrow." It's better for you and me to paint, I haven't seen your danqing for a long time. ”

"No, I'll come and pick it up tomorrow."

He stopped her. "Ayu, it's just a dream, do you have to be so alienated from me? I will admit what I have done, and I will never admit what I have not done. ”

He had since probed her dreams, and he knew nothing about them. That person is indeed the same as his words and deeds, but he can conclude that that person is not himself.

The Ruby Palace was a forbidden legend in the divine realm, and he had never heard of it, let alone found an exact address. The person in the dream was obviously deliberately guided, and the sandalwood used by that person was not his usual ambergris, but with other spices.

"That person, not you, who else could it be?" Wanyu asked rhetorically.

"I can't confirm his identity yet, but I'll look for the source of that special spice."

Wanyu looked at him puzzled, spices, could it be sandalwood? He has been smeared with sandalwood on his clothes every day, and it has not changed for many years. She followed him, perhaps because of the reminder she had just made.

She subconsciously sniffed the faint scent of sandalwood in the air. It is slightly different from the sandalwood used by the person in the dream. "You think, just sandalwood? Can you prove that you are not the same person? ”

"You know my habits, I don't use any spices except ambergris. Not now, not even before. The person from 10,000 years ago, the one in your dream, used the demon rebellion, that person, how could it be me? ”

Confusion?

"How do you know?" The woman asked rhetorically.

"I will tell you later, but if you don't believe now, then you don't believe. Anyway, you don't have the ability to go out, so why don't you gamble with me? ”

"Bet?"

"Yes, Danqing is a gamble. If you lose, give me three months, and if I lose, I won't lose. ”

didn't understand what he meant, Wanyu still agreed. Fang wanted to ask the rules, but he never thought that the danqing on the wall was the danqing in Huatan under the moon. It is even more difficult to fathom his intentions.

"I remember that you were willing to talk to me that day, and when you saw the master of the flowers, you didn't even speak to me. What did he tell you? Prisoner Zhan asked.

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with the gambling contract, since you have no intention of gambling. Why do you want to set up a bet again, why not explain it now, you already know the answer, don't you? Wanyu frowned.

"Okay, I just want you to draw the layout of Huatan under the moon, are you afraid? Did you find an excuse not to gamble? ”

Wanyu was afraid that he would say more next, so she simply took the pen and did it overnight. The prisoner's expression became more and more solemn, and she didn't say a word until she made the last stroke.

The brushwork is exactly the same, and even the strokes are the same. She and the goddess may be the same person. It's just that she has no memory at all, is it just a coincidence?

"I'm done, I'll go first. As for that matter, you and I will not see each other again until I find out. Wanyu subconsciously ran away, took the Mingji Sword from the sword washing pool, and turned around to leave the Prison Battle Hall.

That painting, she waved without thinking, and when it was completed, she found that there was one more coral in the temple. And when she went there before, she hadn't.