Chapter 372: Seeing the Past

When it comes to Liberty City, of course, you will think of an important person, the city lord Ao Cangtian, whether it is Wei Feng or Bai Ning, who has been able to get to this day, has been taken care of by him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

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"Ao Cangtian is a good person, in the cultivation world, it is rare to have such a generous person. Bai Ning said with emotion.

More than 100 years have passed, and I don't know how he is now. "Wei Fengdao, Ao Cangtian is a little out of place, he has made a lot of enemies, although his cultivation is high, but there are people outside the person, and there are people who cultivate higher, such as Dongfang Yu's father, whether Ao Cangtian is safe depends on the royal family of Yue Kingdom.

"Good people have their own rewards, I believe in him. Bai Ning said.

Wei Feng's gaze inadvertently swept over Bai Ning's face, and he suddenly found an abnormality.

Inside Bai Ning's forehead, there were three thin golden lines, seven light gray air masses, intertwined with each other, constantly changing shapes.

Wei Feng hurriedly withdrew his perspective eyes, but a hidden worry rose in his heart, could it be that Bai Ning absorbed the yin qi?

After chatting for a while, Wei Feng returned to the ninth floor, and at this time, Xiao Bai came back from outside, it just walked around the neighborhood, and it didn't dare to leave the team too far, and if it didn't go out of the North Underworld for a moment, the danger was still there.

"Wei Feng, why do you look a little weird?" asked Xiaobai.

"I see that Bai Ning is a little different. "Wei Feng told Xiaobai what happened just now, which is worrying.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai laughed when he heard it, and he almost rolled on the ground, "Wei Feng, you are too funny, yes, your eye skills have improved again, you see that it is Bai Ning's soul." ”

"That's the soul, how can there be color?" Wei Feng said in amazement.

"In the middle stage of Bai Ning's transformation, the soul is golden, the spirit is light gray, and ordinary people are only black and white. "Xiaobaidao.

Then, Xiaobai explained to Wei Feng in detail the concept of the soul, the soul is yang, the soul is yin, the soul is divided into the heavenly soul, the earth soul and the life soul, and the seven spirits have Tianchong, Linghui and so on.

After death, the soul will enter the netherworld, some will dissipate, and some will enter the path of reincarnation.

Wei Feng was able to see the soul of the Great Cultivator of the Transformation Period, and his eye skills had made gratifying progress, and no one could hide anything from him.

"Wei Feng, I guess your Dementor Eye has also been activated, but unfortunately, you can't try it on these people. "Xiaobaidao.

Wei Feng smiled happily, Xiaobai was right, this should be a sign that the Dementor Eye was activated, and when he left here, he encountered a strong enemy again, and added a powerful self-defense ability.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is half a month, everyone is almost resting, and the team continues to set off, and there is still an unfinished road.

Half a day later, three hundred-zhang high boulders appeared in front of him, pure cyan, showing a state of toppling, Xiaobai smiled and explained: "This is the Sansheng Stone, which can make the dead soul make the last memories and see the past life, this life and the next life." ”

"It's so amazing, I'm going to try it. Gu Ting stood curiously in front of a boulder, then shook her head, nothing: "I am actually a person who has no past life and no future life." ”

Xiaobai laughed, "Tingting, this is an imitation, and it has been broken, of course nothing can be illuminated." ”

"Can I take it away and make the treasure?" Meng Yao asked.

"Of course, the material is not ordinary, but don't move, the Xuanming Divine Monarch has a bad temper, let's not mess with him. Xiaobai waved his hand.

Walking through the Sansheng Stone, not far ahead, another high platform appeared, as if inserted into the clouds, but this is a dangerous building, dilapidated, and shaky.

"This is Wangxiangtai, where the soul remembers the past, but this is also fake, in disrepair. "Xiaobaidao.

Wangxiangtai just cut off the long road, and the grass on both sides can pass through, Wei Feng suddenly remembered the poem, which cannot be ignored here, and said to Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, should we go up and take a look?"

"It's just a broken platform, it's okay, everyone is waiting below, I'll go up with Wei Feng!" Xiao Bai nodded.

Can't take tricks, in case something abnormal, Wei Feng walked up the bluestone steps step by step towards Wangxiang Tower, while Xiaobai flew by his side, always paying attention to Gao Tai's reaction, not leaving an inch.

On foot, a high platform walked for half an hour, but above it was a circular sphere, covered by a small light mask, and a simple chair floated in the middle.

There is no resistance to the light mask, you can pass through it casually, Xiaobai smiled: "Let's just say that there is nothing here, Wei Feng, go and sit on the chair, it is difficult to guarantee that you can see the past." ”

Wei Feng leaned over lightly and sat steadily on the chair, extremely soft, as if sitting in the void. Suddenly, the chair spun at high speed, almost throwing Wei Feng out, and he didn't know how many times he turned around, and finally stopped.

A strange world appeared on the light mask, like a movie screen, and the scenes flashed quickly.

Bafang Village, Wei Feng was born, his father died of illness, his mother left him and ran away with a Taoist priest, the small earthen house where he once slept, and the neighbor's Tian widow, and the fairy lake that brought him to this world.

The last scene of the picture freezes the frame, which really stunned Wei Feng on the spot, a teenager was dragged out of the fairy lake, his eyes were closed, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time, and some onlookers shook their heads and sighed, children without fathers and mothers don't know how long they have been dead.

No, that's yourself!

Wei Feng couldn't accept it at all, he had actually drowned in the fairy lake, a pathetic and poor country boy.

"No, how could I die?what kind of world is this, and where does this body of mine come from?" Wei Feng couldn't help but yell.

The picture disappeared suddenly, and Wei Feng's voice was alarmed, and it flew over and asked, "Wei Feng, what did you see?"

"Alas, my past life! I thought that I was kicked by a fairy and flew here, but I didn't expect that I was drowned in the lake in the past. Wei Feng let out a long sigh, almost crying.

"Wei Feng, we've been together for a long time, don't hide it from me, what's going on?" Xiao Bai continued to ask.

Wei Feng finally came to the experience of coming here, and told Xiao Bai without concealment, after listening, Xiao Bai was also stunned, and said after a while: "Wei Feng, you actually come from ancient times, where civilization originated, who went back and brought you here?"

"I can't escape from that fairy. Wei Feng recalled.

"Later, what special people did you meet here? For example, the person who taught you eye skills, and the person who gave you guidance?" asked Xiaobai.

"I don't know, a girl named Xiaowan sold me a broken bowl with supreme eye skills recorded on it. Wei Feng said.