Feng Chaoge didn't know what Yue Xuanwu meant, but he still followed him, beast soul, refining body, royal beast, these words sounded mysterious, but Feng Chaoge pondered it carefully, this thing is actually not difficult to understand. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The beast soul is like tempering the flesh with the essence blood of a beast, and refining the body is the same as the physical cultivation after tempering the body, as for the imperial beast, Feng Chaoge didn't understand it for the time being, at this moment he suddenly remembered that Wang Xiaomo, Wang Xiaomo seemed to have a bell in his hand, as if he should be able to control the brute beast, and that kind of ability, is it the so-called imperial beast?

Feng Chaoge didn't know that the memories he had in his mind at the moment didn't seem to belong to him.

Jin Caining, Ouyang Qingqing, Ye Ling'er, Ye Yuntian, the names of these people constitute his current world, which seems to appear so naturally in his mind, and the past is clearly in his mind.

He had an illusion, as if the Feng Chaoge of Qingyun Town was not himself, and the current Feng Chaoge was himself.

"In the end, am I that Feng Chaoge, or is that Feng Chaoge me? Is it a dream now, or is it a dream in Qingyun Town?" Feng Chaoge's heart was full of puzzlement.

He couldn't help but glance up at Yue Xuanwu, his mood was very strange, how real everything in front of him was, and his previous experience was like a dream.

Dream?

He couldn't help but think of the experiences in the Land of Dreams, was it really a dream?

Yue Xuanwu led Feng Chaoge through a swamp outside the woods, then through a barren forest, and finally into a forest filled with a dark aura everywhere, and a terrifying dark mist drifted within this world.

Feng Chaoge was shocked, Yue Xuanwu suddenly stopped, turned to look at Feng Chaoge.

"Do you know the Eight Desolate Continents and the Savage World?" Feng Chaoge suddenly asked.

Everything in front of him was so strange that he couldn't believe it was real, just like that time when he entered the world in the soul lock, the world was always full of unknowns, and people couldn't believe what they saw.

I saw that Yue Xuanwu's gaze was suddenly like an eagle, staring at Feng Chaoge, as if he wanted to see through Feng Chaoge, but he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations from Feng Chaoge's empty and unblinking blind eyes.

"I don't know, we have lived in the Shenwu Continent for generations, we don't know what the Eight Desolation Continents are, and we don't know what the Barbarian World is. Yue Xuanwu said.

Feng Chaoge couldn't see it, but he could really feel Yue Xuanwu's emotions, he said it very sincerely, as if he didn't know that there was such a continent.

"Also, the place where I used to live was not with gold coins, but with spirit tickets. Feng Chaoge said again, because he found that the cultivation method of this continent was different from the cultivation method of the continent he understood, not only was it different, but even the common currency was different, which made Feng Chaoge suspicious.

Yue Xuanwu set off a shocking wave in his heart, but he didn't reveal it, but frowned and thought, after a while, he sighed slightly, as if he thought of something, but he didn't explain anything to Feng Chaoge, but pointed to the forest in front of him, and said: "This forest, called the Demon Mist Forest, you should be able to find the answer you want from it, I can't go in." ”

"Why?" Feng Chaoge couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe!" Yue Xuanwu smiled bitterly, and then said, "This is a curse against the Shenwu Continent. ”

"Curse?" Feng Chaoge was puzzled, he had too many unsolved mysteries in his heart.

"Specifically, I don't know, if you want to know all the secrets, you can only solve the mystery in your heart if you go in by yourself. Yue Xuanwu said.

Feng Chaoge's brows furrowed tightly, obviously he didn't believe Yue Xuanwu's words very much.

"You doubt me in your heart, in fact, sometimes, I doubt myself, because I found that in Xuanwu Village, Yue'er will never grow up, I will never grow old, and our life is very boring, every time I go into the mountains to hunt, but after coming out, I find that life seems to be back to the original point, I have privately calculated time, I found that in less than a hundred years, our world will be calculated separately, as if starting from the beginning, back to the original point, continuing to experience things, as if there is a big hand behind our backs to control our lives, every certain time, this life will be repeated, other people's memories will be erased, forget all the previous thingsMaybe because I'm the patriarch, I can remember these things, you don't know, this kind of repeated life, how boring and boring. Yue Xuanwu suddenly said with some bitterness, and at the same time, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, which made people feel the bitterness that was easily revealed.

"Boom--"

Feng Chaoge's heart set off a monstrous wave, and the world repeats every hundred years?

This... All this was so unreal, it made waves in Feng Chaoge's heart, obviously he couldn't believe all this.

"You may think I'm telling a lie, but in fact, I've talked to the elders of the patriarch about these things, but guess how they reacted?" Yue Xuanwu said with a sudden emotion, this kind of emotional fluctuation made Feng Chaoge's heart tremble.

"What's the reaction?" Feng Chaoge asked subconsciously.

"Fear, they trembled when I said this, as if the end of the world was coming, and later, I gradually knew, perhaps, we are in a constant cycle of reincarnation, not only that, and..." ”

Rumble--

Feng Chaoge trembled, at this moment, he thought of some facts that he vaguely knew, that is, the statement of the 'pseudo-world', the Demon Clan Holy Lord seemed to know this kind of statement, but he didn't dare to talk about it.

If the statement of the 'pseudo-world' is correct and true, then everything can be explained, the white-clothed swordsman in the era of civilization, as well as the Fuqin woman on the boat lake in the south of the Yangtze River during the rainy season, the fat general, all of this can only explain one problem, that is, the 'blood emperor' in the mouth of the old patriarch of the blood clan is trying to explore the truth of the 'pseudo-world', and' The Blood Emperor's cultivation is enough to defy the sky, and every time he falls, he will leave some fragments of fragmented memories in this world and simulate some memory worlds of his previous life, sealed in some mysterious and unknown space, avoiding the ears and eyes of the people behind the scenes, so as to try to find out the 'truth' again.

"What's the truth?" Feng Chaoge murmured.

"No one knows the truth, knowing the truth means--" Yue Xuanwu suddenly fell silent, as if he was a little afraid of this topic.

"--Death?"

Feng Chaoge was struck by lightning and said his guess, the 'Blood Emperor' knew the truth and was wiped out, and if he Feng Chaoge, if he was really the inheritor chosen by the 'Blood Emperor', then all this means that the day he knew the 'truth', he was completely wiped out, and in the same way, all his memories in this life would be erased, and then repeat one unknown reincarnation after another?

This thought popped up in Feng Chaoge's mind, and it suddenly made him feel an unknown fear.

This seems to be an endless cycle, again and again, and the ending seems to be predestined and irreversible?

He suddenly felt a feeling of weakness.

"Okay, I'm unlucky, you can go in by yourself, I think, maybe you'll die that variable. After Yue Xuanwu finished speaking, his expression was a little gloomy, he took a deep breath, and then left.

Feng Chaoge looked at the back, then looked at the Mingwu Forest in front of him, and did not hesitate, but walked in resolutely.

Here are patches of dark mist, enveloping this forest, and everything in the space ten meters away cannot be seen clearly, but in fact, all this is the induction in Feng Chaoge's heart, and his eyes can't see.

Feng Chaoge walked all the way forward, and he felt a chilling breath in his heart, and this breath seemed to be able to devour people's souls.

Feng Chaoge didn't know how long he had been gone, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like he had passed thousands of years, and time blurred all traces.

"You're here?"

Suddenly, a voice rang in Feng Chaoge's ears, making his whole body tremble, this voice was very familiar, and the voice was exactly the same as his.

At this moment, Feng Chaoge felt a hot sting in his eyes, and the world of his eyes was clearly presented in front of his eyes, and a young man walked out of the Dark Mist Forest, exactly the same as Feng Chaoge.

Feng Chaoge trembled, as if he understood something.

The young man sighed slightly, as if he had been silent for a thousand years, with a shocking and inexplicable vicissitudes.

"Unfortunately, when I fell, I reversed time and space, but I could only refine the vague traces of this Shenwu Continent, I didn't expect that I would choose to meet you at the most depressed moment. The young man said, with an unknown vicissitudes in his eyes.

Feng Chaoge didn't answer, but looked at the young man with a stunned look.

"The memories in your mind are mine, and your memories are in my mind. The boy spoke.

"Why?" Feng Chaoge said suddenly.

"Because I wanted to understand the course of history, I chose this extreme way. The boy said.

"Then what did you learn?" Feng Chaoge asked.

"Jin Caining was suppressed in the extremely cold land of the outer heavens, Ouyang Qingqing was suppressed in a dark space somewhere, Ye Ling'er fell when the Shenwu Continent was destroyed 13,000 years ago, and in fact, when the Shenwu Continent was destroyed, everyone was all dead. The boy said.

Feng Chaoge's heart stirred up, he could know everything the boy said, because these were memories that were forcibly added to his mind, all this was ridiculous, but it was the truth.

"Who are you?" Feng Chaoge asked.

"Me?" the young man's eyes darkened, and then he said, "I am blood!"

I am blood.

Three words, but Feng Chaoge felt a shocking momentum, as if crushing his soul. (To be continued.) )