The white snake screamed.

It was weeping, weeping for a thousand slaughters.

This is a very strange thing, because the cry of the white snake is not like the listener who is sad when he hears the story, but more like the person in the story, touching the scene.

Looking at the white snake, Fang Xuan sighed in his heart.

The white snake is a thousand mothers, but it is not a thousand mothers.

There are too many miracles in this world, even the emperor and emperor who stand in the nine heavens can't explain it in detail.

The term reincarnation is the most indescribable miracle of all time.

Many people have said that people will be reincarnated after death, and in the unknown future, a certain point in time will reappear.

This is reincarnation, when a person dies and turns around in a certain life, and a new life begins anew.

Qiantu's mother died in ancient times, and now in the 'era of desolation, ancient times', a creature similar to Qianmu's appeared, the White Snake.

There are no identical creatures in the world, and there are exactly the same flowers and plants.

However, this is not the case.

There is a kind of thing in this world that even emperors and emperors can't study in detail.

People who died in one era reappeared in another era, maybe not the same kind of beings, but their essence is the same, that is, the unique essence of the breath.

The white snake has exactly the same soul breath and essence breath as the thousand mothers.

It is not for nothing that the white snake can enter the small world created by Qiantu, it has the same breath as Qiantu's mother, it is the mother that Qiantu can not forget in his life, and even spend his whole life chasing it.

It is precisely because of this that the White Snake can enter the small world created by Qiantu.

"You should actually be happy, and I hope you can keep your smile on your face."

Fang Xuan whispered.

The white snake roared sadly, and it looked at Fang Xuan.

"Am I a thousand mothers?"

Fang Xuan didn't nod, he said something.

"There is no basis for the theory of reincarnation, but one thing is undeniable, it is the most consistent theory of reincarnation.

The same people have appeared in different eras.

You are a white snake, there is no doubt about this, and you have the same essence as the Thousand Mother, if the reincarnation is correct, you were the Thousand Mother in your last life.

But does reincarnation really exist?

No one can tell.

If you think you are a thousand mothers or white snakes, it depends on you, cultivators follow their own hearts, if you think you are a white snake and not a thousand mothers, then you are not a thousand mothers, if you think you are a thousand mothers, then you are a thousand mothers, and after thousands of years, you come to this world again.

Do you think you're a thousand mothers or white snakes? ”

After the speech.

Fang Xuan's eyes flickered, and he just stared at the white snake, as if waiting for it to answer.

The white snake was stunned.

Is it a thousand mothers, or is it just a white snake?

"When Qiantu was a child, his dream was to become a strong man and let those who looked down on him face him, but he was ...... Later, his mind changed, and he still wanted to become a strong man, but he wanted to prove the theory of reincarnation, he wanted to find reincarnation, and he wanted to meet ...... Did he succeed? ”

The White Snake did not answer Fang Xuan's question, but instead asked a question.

After Fang Xuan heard this, a light flashed in his eyes.

The tongue is soft, and the voice is soft.

"Qiantu wants to see Qianmu again until he dies...... In the end, he did. ”

"Did Qiantu do it?"

The White Snake spoke, it seemed to not hear clearly, it seemed unsure, and repeated Fang Xuan's words.

There were different colors in those snake eyes.

"It did." Fang Xuan nodded.

Qiantu has been fighting all his life, and he wants to find the essence of reincarnation, and he finally does it.

"There are similar flowers in the world, and you are the mother of a thousand flowers."

Hear this voice.

White Snake was silent.

Soon it spoke, softly; "Can I still see Qiantu?"

"I don't know." Fang Xuan shook his head, "The road is your own. ”

The white snake hung her head, and her eyes flashed with light.

"I want to see him."

This sentence seems to be saying to Fang Xuan, and it also seems to be talking to itself.

It looked at Fang Xuan, and there was a holy light circulating on its body, and the moonlight shone on the snake scales, sparkling.

A soft sound came from the mouth of the snake.

"What do you want to do when you call me to be ashamed of the Son of Man."

Fang Xuan smiled slightly.

"The scope of the expansion of the new city is the home of Qiantu.

In addition, the people of Xiaohuaicheng sacrificed to kill cattle and sheep, and spilled blood and wine on the ground, so you were angry and let Xiaohuaicheng have three strange things for three years, shattering the mud body of the city god and blocking fishing, these should be enough.

You should know that the real Thousand Slaughter Family has long been moved into the small world, and this is just the location of the old site, just a name. ”

The white snake was angry with the people because the blood of cattle and sheep had defiled the location of the Qiantu family, and because the ground had disturbed the old site of the Qiantu family.

It's wrong, but it's not bad.

It has never harmed people, it has not made people lose their lives, as for the problem of not being able to have children, this is not the fault of the white snake, it is just a coincidence, the people of Xiaohuaicheng have not given birth to children for three years, so they think it is a demon, but it is actually a random speculation.

"I promise you that I won't disturb the lives of the people of Xiaohuai City again."

White Snake said softly.

Originally, it didn't plan to interfere with the people of Xiaohuaicheng for a long time, and it would stop for two years at most, so that the people of Xiaohuaicheng would know that the place could not be moved, and that would be fine.

Hearing these words, the hearts of the people of Xiaohuaicheng were overjoyed.

It's just that the White Snake is still there, and they don't dare to make a sound.

And at that moment, it spoke again, "Can you give me that piano in your hand?" ”

It looked at the piano in Fang Xuan's hand, and there was a soft color in its eyes.

This piano is exactly the same as the one from Qiantu in the past.

"Why not." Fang Xuan chuckled, and he stroked the qin and sent it to the front.

There are flashes of spiritual light on the piano, and there are spots of stars.

It was the spiritual power of the white snake that pulled the piano in front of it.

"Thank you." The white snake nodded at Fang Xuan.

It took a deep look at Fang Xuan, and the huge snake body slowly retreated into the small world.

In the excited eyes of the people of Xiaohuaicheng, the white snake sank, and the mysterious small world also dissipated.

Everything is calm.

The evil that had plagued him for three years was thus resolved.

Everyone was smiling happily, and what could make them happier than that?

The dialogue between Fang Xuan and the White Snake was not interesting to them about the Great Emperor, the Great Emperor was too ethereal in their eyes, and it was not as exciting and joyful as the evil solution.

"Thank you, Eun-gong."

Xu Jingfu walked quickly and bowed deeply to Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan's boat docked, and the onlookers followed Xu Jingfu's footsteps and saluted.

"Thank you, thank you."

The two words thank you for the constant chatter, this is the word they say the most, from the bottom of their hearts.

"Three graces, we have prepared a room for you." Zhang Niu said loudly.

The night was already very deep, he thought that it was very simple, Fang Xuan and they had solved the trouble, so they had to rest more now.

Others echoed the words.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're busy with yours, we're quite comfortable here."

Yan Wu said with a smile.

Immediately, he didn't give everyone a chance, and told the people to go back to bed early, it was too late.

Looked at.

Everyone was puzzled.

Xu Jingfu smiled and left with the people of Xiaohuaicheng.

He has lived for more than eighty years, how could he not see that Yan Wu has something to say to Fang Xuan.

In fact, he probably guessed what Yan Wushi was going to say.

The other side.

Yan Wu pulled Fang Xuan's arm stiffly, as if Fang Xuan was a little bird, afraid that he would fly if he didn't catch it.

He blushed and panted, his eyes lit up, staring at Fang Xuan.

"Fang Xuan......"

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