Nan Haoming looked at the stone plate in front of him, the stone plate was twenty zhang high, lying in the middle of the main hall.

It is difficult to get a glimpse of the whole picture of the stone plate at a glance, in front of this unbelievable stone plate, Nan Haoming gave birth to a sense of insignificance in an instant, not the difference in size, but the gap in the years.

"This is the Six Realms of Reincarnation, the Holy Relic of Heaven and Earth. Everything has its own laws, and the heavens, humans, and earths are no different. These six reincarnation disks also have their own laws, and no one within the Three Realms can intervene. What about your desire to save people, what about your death? Even if I give it to you, you can't take it. ”

Emperor Houtu looked at the six reincarnation disks in front of him with a little melancholy, which had never stopped running since the birth of heaven and earth, he couldn't remember how many people like Nan Haoming came, no matter what kind of creatures in heaven and earth have souls, as long as the soul is not dispersed, they can enter the reincarnation of the underworld. But what about those who have lost their souls?

There is no reincarnation, heaven and earth do not exist, and they are empty.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I also want to save people. ”

The voice of the Emperor of Houtu was drowned out by the sound of the rotation of the six reincarnation disks, although he was a great emperor, he had never left here, how sad it was.

The Six Realms of Reincarnation is the fate of his life, and this is also his responsibility.

"It's good that I'm not in the Three Realms. In addition to a hint of a smile appeared on Nan Haoming's face, this seemed to be the first time he was glad that he was such a special identity.

In the unbelievable eyes of the Emperor Houtu, he turned into a ball of fire and threw himself into the six reincarnation disks, as if he had thrown himself into a vast ocean, just a few ripples.

There was once a saying that there was land pressure first and then there was sky.

Lu pressure is the essence of the ancient fire, jumping out of the Three Realms is not in the Five Elements, between heaven and earth, how free.

Nan Haoming is a wisp of flame left by Lu Quan, immortal and inextinguishable, beyond the beings of the Three Realms.

Only this time, he appeared in his original form, just because only people outside the Three Realms and Six Realms could enter this Heaven and Earth Sacred Treasure.

There are all living beings gathered in the six reincarnation disks, people, immortals, ghosts, demons, and demons, as long as they appear in the world, they will leave traces in the six reincarnation disks, and he wants to find traces of exquisiteness in them.

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, but it's desperate, without the protection of divine power, he's just a flame, a flame that won't know when it will be annihilated.

The Emperor of Houtu is known for his powerful soul in the Three Realms, and although he cannot interfere with the operation of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, it is not difficult to sense the movement in it.

Nan Haoming was like a drop in the ocean of reincarnation in the vast sea, and the Emperor of Houtu felt his scorching flames, if it was an ordinary prying eye, I am afraid that it would have been burned out.

Nan Haoming is like a passerby, and what is presented in front of him is the lives of countless individuals, like a white horse passing through a gap, hurrying by.

The Emperor of Houtu had never seen anyone who could enter the Six Realms of Reincarnation in his long years, and Nan Haoming was the first, both his means and his identity had already aroused the interest of the Emperor of Houtu.

Three Realms Academy.

The Flowing Cloud God King was teaching all the fairy children to the immortal arts, and wisps of clouds and mist wrapped his whole body, and the whole person was as light as the wind and as soft as a cloud.

"The Wandering Immortal Technique is a relatively common body technique in the Heavenly Realm, but if you cultivate to the extreme, you can achieve a light cloud and a light wind across the sky. The clouds and mist dissipated in the words of the Flowing Cloud God King.

Liuyun God King, ranked ninetieth among the gods, is famous for the Three Realms with the law of the incarnation outside the clouds, but his grace is far better than his god ranking, he is indifferent all his life, does not like to fight, and serves as a tutor in the Three Realms Academy.

When everyone was amazed by the Flowing Cloud God King's Wandering Immortal Technique, they were not reluctant.

He is worried about Nan Haoming, who is at home and doesn't know if he has returned.

At the end of the day's schoolwork, he couldn't wait to rush back home.

Just looking at the empty house, looking at the immovable wicker chair, his tears flowed down his eyes.

He bit his lip to keep the tears from falling, but the savings of the tears were only a preparation for a more violent explosion.

At last tears slipped down his cheeks, and he sat helplessly on the ground, leaning against the doorpost, and choked up: "Big liar, you won't leave me! Big liar! Big liar!"

He howled and cried, as if he had returned to the time when he was brought back to the Heavenly Realm by Nan Haoming, and it had been so long that he had forgotten that he did not belong to this place.

"Child, why are you crying so desperately?"

A man shrouded in black fog appeared outside the door, his head opening in the direction of Wei.

The man's voice interrupted Wei's crying, and he suddenly became alert, there was no one else who had come here for thousands of years but Linglong.

"Who are you?" Wei's instinct told him that the man in front of him was no ordinary person.

The man shrouded in black fog stood firmly outside the door, "I'm Nan Haoming's friend, are you his fairy?"

"Well, why didn't I hear Master mention that he had a friend like you?"

"It's been a long time, and when you think about it, it's been tens of thousands of years, and it's only recently that I wanted to visit an old friend. I didn't expect that after so many years, he still lives here. The man's whole body was shrouded in black mist, and he couldn't see his expression at all, but he could only listen to his voice with a little sentimentality.

"Are you really Master's friend?" asked in an uncertain tone, as if infected by the man's voice, without wiping the tears from his face.

The man nodded, not seeing any movement from him, he had already arrived in front of him.

The surprise on his face, just this hand made him think that the person in front of him was definitely better than the master, and at the same time, he also felt a little bit about why the people the master knew were always better than him.

"Where has your master gone?" the man didn't care, and sat directly beside Wei, looking at the clouds in the distance and asked.

"I don't know. Speaking of this, he was a little gloomy, and shook his head.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a cloud like this. The man was a little melancholy and a little lonely.

I didn't understand the man's words, and I didn't know how to answer, but I felt that the man in front of me was indeed a little similar to Nan Haoming, and Nan Haoming also loved to look at the immutable clouds.

The man seemed to see through his thoughts, and spoke again: "Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Of course, what he was most concerned about was Nan Haoming's safety, although Nan Haoming did not tell him where he went, but he faintly felt that this trip was extraordinary.

But he won't say this, even if the person in front of him claims to be Nan Haoming's friend.

The man did seem to be able to read people's minds, and before he could speak, he continued: "Your master is a strong man, and he will never be fine. ”

I don't know why after hearing the man's words, I didn't secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but my mood was still low.

"When you are young, why do you have so many troubles? The man stood up suddenly, as if he was a little unaccustomed to Wen Tu.

"I want to be stronger!" he clenched his fists and stared directly at the billowing black mist that obscured the man's face.