The next evening.

Jiang Hao, as in the past, sat cross-legged in an old small tiled house in Linzha Village, closed his eyes and meditated.

Finding nothing, he opened his eyes, sighed and said, "I can't even see ghosts!" ”

I can't count how many 100-day meditation periods have passed.

If he had been in the Eastern Earth Otherworldly Continent, this kind of insistence on meditation would have allowed his soul to be in the vast expanse of space, or in the dazzling Otherworld, unrestrained and free.

The reality is that his butt is firmly attached to the cold bench, and there are rows of little sparrows standing outside the window staring at him, and in his eyes, his eyes are very unfriendly.

He walked to the window, and the frightened bird scattered, except for a small sparrow with a reddish coat.

"What? You also laugh at me for not being able to do anything? ”

The little sparrow called a few times from the side, as if in response.

Jiang Hao half-squatted in front of the window and said, "It seems that you still have something to say?" Thirty years ago, when I still had supernatural powers, I would have drawn your soul out and let you have a good chat with me. ”

"Heehe

The little sparrow suddenly let out a weird laugh, which made Jiang Hao's eyes widen and he was stunned.

He looked around vigilantly and shouted, "Who?!" Where is the wicked?! ”

Jiang Hao slapped his forehead, and sure enough, he couldn't talk nonsense.

After calming down, Jiang Hao was overjoyed.

I've been here for so long, and I really haven't seen a ghost, could it be that the ghost clan has appeared?

Wrong! He'd heard this voice, it was last night's drifting bottle response!

The little sparrow jumped onto the back of Jiang Hao's hand, raised his mouth, and said with a proud posture: "The word demon is really elevated when it is used on me." ”

As soon as the words fell, a strange wind blew, and the trees outside the house swayed uneasily.

Could something strange really happen?

Mixed with mixed feelings, he struggled to suppress his excitement and asked, "Oh? Then you're not even as good as a demon? ”

"I don't have that word in my world, only stupid cage prisoners would name their kind that."

The little sparrow couldn't imagine his irony, which made Jiang Hao mistakenly think that he was modest, and frequently made a smack.

Jiang Hao was shocked when he heard the word "cage prisoner", he hadn't heard it for thirty years.

Is it the people of the hometown?

Because Gaia is a cage in the universe, all astral criminals will be imprisoned here and suffer from reincarnation. Therefore, when they are in their hometown, whenever they talk about the humans of Gaia, they always like to use the word cage prisoner.

"My realm?" He was extremely puzzled, even when he was in the Eastern Earth Continent, he had never heard such a word of ghosts and demons, everyone would only report the name of their own planet, and they did not dare to call themselves by the realm, "Where are you from?" Are you a member of the ghost clan of the Eastern Earth Otherworldly Continent? Hurry up and report to your home! ”

"Qing is from me, I am from Qingqing, I use my hair, and I use Qing Fa."

"Are you still messing with me? Stop pretending to be a ghost, and hurry up and report your name! ”

"Hehe," the little sparrow quickly pecked the tip of his right middle finger and ring finger, flapping his wings and hanging in mid-air, "The talent is good, the roots are steady, and I am right." Remember the seven circles of idiot, the three petals call me, in one go, we will meet in other worlds. ”

What do you mean?

At this time, Jiang Hao's hands suddenly became hot, like fire.

When he shook his hand vigorously, a bolt of lightning struck the little sparrow in his palm.

A wisp of scorched smoke rose, and the little sparrow fell to the ground.

"Oops!" Jiang Hao didn't have time to rejoice when he gained divine power, so he chopped the little sparrow to death, "I haven't asked you what you mean." ”

He squatted down, and as soon as his hands touched the sparrow, a strong centrifugal sensation struck.

Jiang Hao forcibly stood up straight, and suddenly stepped on the air under his feet, causing his body to lose its center of gravity and lose its balance.

When I looked down, the floor was gone.

In its place is an impenetrable abyssal black hole.

Looking up, he found that he was in the domain of endless stars, and hundreds of millions of stars passed by at great speed.

The vastness is immense, and the stunningness is incredible.

But the body didn't obey the call, Jiang Hao couldn't control himself, and watched the gorgeous sea of stars gradually move away, but hundreds of millions of stars were like flying sand and stones, attacking him unprepared, and when he was terrified, he suddenly appeared in the gray dome to resist.

The realm of black mangs appears day and night, the universe is dim, the sun and the moon are dark and dull, chaotic and stagnant.

In an instant, the wind roared, like a tiger roaring like a dragon.

The roar of demons and monsters in ambush on all sides is incessant, and it is soul-stirring.

"Hum—"

A sudden, long scream wanted to pierce his eardrums.

The strange wind stopped suddenly, and there was no sound.

Jiang Hao opened his eyes suddenly, his heart palpitated, and the trajectory of hundreds of millions of stars was still clearly visible in his pupils.

The gentle breeze blows into the tiled house, the calming sandalwood fills the room, the afterglow of the slanting sun shines on the window, and rows of sparrows chirp and play.

He let out a long breath and moved his fingers, and it was great, he was back.

"Me, did it work?" Jiang Hao didn't dare to think back to what he had just experienced, but he couldn't help but ask himself countless times, "Yes!" I did it! ”

The emperor lives up to his wishes!

The gorgeous and thrilling journey of the soul is the result of Jiang Hao's painstaking meditation.

He was amazed and moved.

As a cultivator of the Eastern Earth Otherworldly Continent, he once used his magical power to travel the starry sky, but he couldn't compare to it.

He danced with excitement, like an innocent child who had won a treasure.

Outside the house, a five-year-old boy leaned against the doorpost, stared at him dumbfounded, and said, "Dad, grandpa told you to go home for dinner." ”

Jiang Hao stepped forward and hugged his son, excited.

"Boy, dad made it! Daddy isn't a waste man anymore! His pitch was raised an octave.

The little boy wanted to cover his ears, but seeing that his father was in high spirits, he politely withdrew the little hand that had been raised to his ear.

He smiled innocently and said, "Dad has always been my superman." ”

"No, what Dad means is that Dad is coming back after losing his magical powers for thirty years!"

"Oh? Then Daddy has to work hard! Grandpa and I are worried about you. The little boy suddenly looked at Jiang Hao seriously, and almost saw a hole in his father's face.

He frowned, and pouted, "Dad, you made a mistake, your supernatural powers didn't come back." ”

"What?!"