In the restless summer, outside the window is a scorching heat under the scorching sun, and the noisy knows the tireless chirping, even if the voice is hoarse, just to release enough bright light in this short life.

Life is like the splendor of summer flowers, and death is like the quiet beauty of autumn leaves.

And the room, which is only separated by one window, is really like the silence of autumn leaves, quiet, silent, and even dead silence.

In the room, Bai Fenggu's soul floated quietly in the air, looking at the body lying on the desk.

Also, his own corpse!

From the side, this is a slightly thin young man, with slightly long broken hair half-covering and half-hiding his pale and delicate face, and a rubbing-printed version of what seems to be some mysterious text is pressed under his body, wearing a somewhat bizarre ancient costume robe, a simple robe without any pattern decoration seems to show the character and fate of the master, simple, pale, but mixed with misfortune and powerlessness.

In the middle of the air, Bai Fenggu stared at his corpse in a daze, until an invisible huge force swept in, enveloping his soul through the barrier of life and death, and came to a place of death and despair that was silent, cold, and full of death and despair.

At this point, the invisible force became a little weaker, but there was still a force urging and pushing, so that White Maple Valley had to stagger along an overgrown path, surrounded by souls exactly like White Maple Valley, advancing in the chaos.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, but in vain in front of the bridge!

Staggering along Huangquan Road, crossing the Nai He Bridge along the way, walking through Wangxiangtai, around, there is no escorted ghost, there is no legendary black and white impermanence, and there is no bewitching flowers on both sides of Huangquan Road; However, there is no Meng Po by the bridge, and there is no her bowl of Meng Po soup that makes people forget their lives; There is no king in hell in the palace of the Ten Palaces of Yama, a judge in charge of the book of life and death; In front of the mirror platform, the mirror that illuminates the sins of a person's life seems to have only a few fragments scattered on the ground......

Without anyone or any soul noticing, at the heart of White Maple Valley, a stone that could not see any strangeness on the outside suddenly appeared, as if it had been stimulated by something, and black and white qi flowed out from within it, flowing wildly, washing the soul of White Maple Valley, bringing a trace of pure luster to this pale and dim realm.

The originally confused and ignorant eyes had a little more clarity, and the sluggish and stiff movements were also a little more flexible, but Bai Fenggu still couldn't control his soul.

He could clearly feel that although the power surrounding him was small, it was extremely tenacious, and his strength was far from enough to break through its blockade, but with the nourishment of the black and white qi in the stone, the strength of White Maple Valley was gradually increasing......

Until, Bai Fenggu saw the dark and deep cave not far ahead, extremely dark, extremely far-reaching, like the destination of the root of all things in the world.

In the dark, White Maple Valley knew the name of this place, the last stop of the soul - the legendary place of the six realms of reincarnation, the place of soul reincarnation!

In just a few steps, Bai Fenggu accurately calculated that with the growth rate of his soul's power, he would not have time to reach the level of being able to break through the shackles before he would enter the land of reincarnation, so his final outcome would be no different from these ordinary souls.

It was just a few steps that Bai Fenggu thought of his short life, his parents were famous archaeologists and travelers, and they became acquainted with an archaeological excavation of Norse mythology.

However, life is like a drama, and it often takes a turn in a calm place.

Since he was born, Bai Fenggu has shown an unusual talent, as if his mental power is extremely strong, he has learned normal communication in just a month, and at the age of one or two, he can read and understand his parents' archaeological documents.

What's more, as he grew older, Bai Fenggu's powerful spiritual power showed even more amazing abilities, he was able to faintly read other people's minds in a way similar to mind reading, could easily communicate with animals and plants, and was even able to forcibly mentally hypnotize others and manipulate their actions.

However, when God opens a door for you, he will also close a window.

Perhaps because his mind is too active, White Maple Valley's growth and development requires a lot of energy, and when he was very young, he ate more than an adult in one meal; Later, he needed to take a large amount of tonic medicine at every meal to maintain a minimum of life, but even so, his body was slimming down day by day, and some doctors asserted that in the long run, he would not live to the eighteenth birthday.

Although the parents' savings and income are enough to support the gluttony of White Maple Valley, they do not want to see their son suffer like this, and it is better to live an ordinary and happy life than to have talent and suffer pain.

This is the simplest and most simple wish of a parent.

As a result, in the years of archaeological career, I have met countless mysterious parents, pinning their hopes on various magical treasures inherited from ancient times, and began to rush again.

"It's a pity," Bai Fenggu thought silently, "When your parents receive the news of their death, they must be very sad, I hope you can come out of your grief......

"It's a pity that I haven't finished studying the Ice Sea Bronze Pillar Table yet......"

"It's a pity ......"

With endless regret and a few sighs, White Maple Valley finally walked into the land of reincarnation.

As soon as you enter, it is followed by endless pain, the feeling as if the soul has been ground into pieces inch by inch, which makes people crush their teeth, more terrifying than the various tortures that have been rumored, and those who have endured it themselves cannot pass away happily, but can only endure it with the most tenacious will.

Before the upheaval of the Endless Plane takes place, the souls enter the land of reincarnation, and they must first pass through the temptation of the flowers on the other side of the Yellow Spring Road, and the whole person is unconscious; drank another bowl of Meng Po soup and went to the memory of a lifetime; Looking at the last regret in front of the homesickness platform, it wiped out a trace of the most persistent thoughts in the soul.

In this way, the impurities of the soul, such as the five senses and six senses, and the miscellaneous memories, have left one after another, leaving only the most rooted, the most core, the most simple soul imprint and the soul energy attached to it.

In this way, the soul imprint will enter the land of reincarnation, and even if it is crushed and rebuilt by the reincarnation millstone, the soul imprint without the existence of life consciousness will not have any painful and torturous feelings.

However, at this time, it was already after the upheaval of the infinite plane, and every soul had to go through this experience until the impurities of the soul were worn out by endless pain.

And White Maple Valley, at this time, was freed from the pain and torment, because, at the moment when the pain appeared, the ancient stone at the mouth of the heart erupted again, as if endless black and white qi erupted out, turning into a rapidly rotating vortex that shrouded the soul of White Maple Valley in the center of the vortex, isolating the tempering of the land of reincarnation.

At the same time, the black and white two-qi vortex replaced the role of the land of reincarnation, refining the soul of White Maple Valley in a more gentle and acceptable way.

The land of reincarnation, I don't know the years.

I don't know how much time has passed, the whirlpool composed of black and white qi has become slower and slower, and the land of reincarnation seems to have recognized the soul of White Maple Valley, and a white light that is extremely conspicuous in the darkness suddenly appeared in front of White Maple Valley, and then turned into a passage to suck him in.

The center of the infinite plane, the place where heroes are reincarnated.

The heroes standing high above the clouds looked at the meteor shower falling in the distant sky, each meteor with colorful light gathered together, and even reflected the plane barrier they passed through into a colorful and magnificent scene.

The heroes indifferently looked at this scene that would happen every month, and in their long lives, there would always be a few reincarnated souls to surprise them.

However, it takes patience and waiting.

A female magister with long fiery red hair skillfully played with the blazing flames in her hands, which was supposed to be a bursting manic being, as docile as the weakest kitten between her fingers.

At this time, she looked at the seemingly colorful but chaotic streamer in the sky, and yawned a little boredly.

"It's boring, it's all low-level souls who have been confused by the outside world, and they only deserve to be fuel for the flames! It seems that this time it will be useless again. ”

The female magister wore a magic robe that seemed to focus more on appearance than on protection, but the back of this robe was completely bare, and only a few gorgeous red ribbons were tied to each other, covering the white skin of the hostess.

The slightly low-cut design in front of the body exposes the small half of the slippery and attractive white tenderness and deep cleavage.

The hem of the robe is similar to the shape of the cheongsam, but the slits on both sides appear more bold and open, and with a slight shake, a pair of ** slender thighs are presented in front of everyone.

However, the words of such a hot and seductive beauty were not answered for a long time.

Because, the heroes who are familiar with her character don't know if the person who answers the question will be thrown in the face by her indulgent and indulgent nature in the next moment, which is not something that has never happened.

But it was obvious that there were still people who were not afraid of this flame magister with the same hot personality and body, and only heard a cold and pleasant voice coming.

"My sister, you are still so impatient, perhaps, only by freezing you under the wreckage of the Blue Heart Glacier for 10,000 years can you change this kind of character of yours."

"Rylai, you're ......"

Just as the two sisters were about to start an argument that had happened for an endless number of years, a majestic and deep voice suddenly said, "Lena, Lylai, suspend your argument and look over there!" ”