Gu Feng opened his mouth, enduring the boundless pain caused by the tyranny of the power of the eight yang souls in his body, letting himself explode and die soon, he didn't care anymore, he wanted to know the answer.

"Little junior brother, don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, when the master sealed your memory, he just didn't want you to think of all this......"

At this moment, Jun Changying saw this scene, and his eyes were full of complexity.

Sadness and Qingran, Fog Ancestor, Lock Ancestor, and many peak masters, all had a complicated look in their eyes at this moment.

"Whatever the answer is, I want to know ......"

Gu Feng yelled, and then fell into the memory in his mind again.

The memory picture resurfaced.

At this moment, the man in white was like crazy, and Shou Yuan frantically poured into the Heavenly Machine Mirror in his hand.

A thousand years!

Two thousand years!

Three thousand years!

After burning for three thousand years, on the heavenly mirror, there was finally another handwriting.

Substitute......

Substitution, as it were.

The appearance of these two words is more certain of all the conjectures of the man in white before, his son will enter the world in this soul tree, and will replace one person and have the identity of the whole person.

But who could this person be?

As long as he knows who this person is, the man in white can use all means to target this person, if this person's cultivation can be improved to an extremely high level, and he has cultivated all kinds of supernatural powers, after his son replaces his identity, he can also have greater capital to break the calamity in this soul tree world.

Today, the identity of this substitute has become the most crucial existence.

"Who is this person who is replaced, who is it, tell me ......"

At this moment, the man in white burned Shou Yuan even more frantically.

Three thousand years!

Four thousand years!

Five thousand years!

......

10,000 years!

With Shou Yuan's crazy burning, the man in white was already extremely thin, but he didn't care, his eyes were staring at the mirror of the day, looking for the answer on it.

Finally, after the substitution, a word appeared.

Seven!

Seven?

The man in white changed instantly: "Feng'er's favorite number back then was seven, seven...... It's ......"

At this moment, the man in white roared in his head.

Feng'er's favorite number is seven, and it is for this reason that after the establishment of the sect, the man in white who originally received six disciples thought was enough, accepted a seventh disciple.

This seventh disciple is Lin Feng!

Lin Feng!

"Is this also the arrangement of fate?"

The man in white couldn't help but mutter, his face bitter.

In this soul tree world, the last thing he wanted to face was Lin Feng, who raised Lin Feng by chance, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng's eyes were so similar to his son, and he had raised Lin Feng for twenty years, but he didn't want to treat Lin Feng as his own child, because his hard-working son had never had his father's love for twenty years.

After twenty years of nurturing and teaching a person, the man in white asked himself that he had done enough for him, so he put it in a private school, so that he could experience the various states of life in the world, so as to forget his own master.

However, the man in white didn't expect that a hundred years later, the baby in swaddling clothes had turned into a gray-headed old man, still waiting stupidly in front of the private school.

He couldn't forget Lin Feng's excited tears when he saw him, the sentence 'Master, never abandon me again'.

I can't forget that after Lin Feng fell into a coma because of this, the corner of his mouth appeared with a smile as happy as a child.

Relenting for a moment, the man in white brought Lin Feng back to the Heavenly Soul Sect.

But I didn't expect it......

Fate, all this, is the arrangement of fate.

"That's it, Lin Feng, since my son has come to the world in this soul tree and will take your place, from today onwards, I will use everything to teach you!"

The man in white spoke.

Immediately, the man in white put away the Tianji Mirror and immediately transmitted: "Lin Feng, come and see me!"

Soon, a figure came quickly.

"Master, you want to see me!"

Lin Feng's eyes were full of excitement.

Since he came to the Heavenly Soul Sect, Shizun had never summoned him once, which made him very sad in his heart, he knew that the person in front of him, whom he regarded as the most important person in this life, didn't care about himself at all, but he didn't expect that he would summon him today.

"From today onwards, you will practice with your teacher every day!"

The man in white spoke.

"This ......"

When Lin Feng heard this, his body shook instantly, his eyes were full of ecstasy for a while, and he was so excited that tears flowed down, and he spoke: "Master, is this true?"

"Naturally, it's true, you will live on the Heavenly Soul Tree from today onwards!"

The man in white spoke.

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Feng spoke.

The man in white asked, "What height have you reached in your cultivation in the earthly world for a hundred years?"

"The disciples are stupid, and after reaching the Great Perfection of the Imperial Sky, there will be no progress!"

Lin Feng couldn't help but speak with some shame.

"Just the Great Perfection of the Sky ......"

The man in white frowned, directly pulled Lin Feng to his side, pressed it on his head, and then said to himself with an ugly face: "The congenital soul has shrunk, why didn't I ......notice it back then?"

Although the man in white raised Lin Feng for twenty years, in these twenty years, the man in white would only teach Lin Feng once in a few years, and he was in retreat on weekdays.

And the previous cultivation was also practiced by Lin Feng himself according to the instructions of the man in white.

The man in white had never seriously probed Lin Feng's soul, but now that he was investigating, his soul was congenitally deficient.

Those whose congenital souls are atrophied, and their souls are not as strong as one-tenth of ordinary people.

And the third step of martial arts is to cultivate the soul, and it is absolutely impossible for such a person to cultivate to reach the third step.

"It's just the cultivation of the first entry into the Sky Realm, let my son replace this body, how can I survive the tribulation, I must let it improve!"

The man in white spoke, but this congenital soul atrophied, and there was no cure at all.

"Enter!"

The man in white didn't say a word, his palm pressed Lin Feng's head, and then he didn't hesitate to burn his cultivation and longevity!

Take Shouyuan as a guide, temporarily strengthen the soul, and cultivate as a dredge to the original spirit.

This was the only way the man in white could think of it.

"Master, don't, stop......"

Lin Feng's gaze changed drastically, and he naturally felt that his master's cultivation and longevity were burning.

And all this is for myself, for my own cultivation.

"Shut up!"

The man in white spoke coldly, still burning his cultivation and longevity.

Finally......

"Boom!"

A roaring sound came from Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng's cultivation has reached the Divine Mind Realm!

It is impossible for a person whose innate soul has atrophied to reach the third step, but now with the help of the man in white, a powerhouse in the Tianyang Realm, he has forcibly used cultivation and longevity to achieve it.

But this method is extremely consuming of cultivation and longevity.

At this moment, the man in white dissipated the thousand-year-old life.

"Master, don't do this again in the future, the disciple would rather not cultivate this ......"

ps: The plot in the closing stage is not easy to conceive, and there are two remaining cards to update before eleven o'clock!

(End of chapter)

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