The wind godhead in the cicada wings, the majestic wind divine power, and the energy index are beyond imagination, but his soul power has not yet reached the level of controlling all the energy, and he cannot predict the quasi-level of the cicada wings.

"Goddess, can I put on my clothes now, in front of you, bare-chested and bare-backed, a little embarrassed. He said with a smile on his lips.

Huanning nodded nonchalantly and smiled lightly: "Yes!"

After he finished cleaning up, he still muttered in his heart, and asked in his heart: "Goddess Huanning, when we meet for the first time, can I ask you a few questions, about you and the son of the wind?"

Huanning seemed to see his thoughts, and he was not shocked: "You have been to the Breeze Realm, and you have seen crystal flowers that occur once in a thousand years. I'm guessing you're wondering about the relationship between me and the Sons of the Wind, right?"

Nature's magic, a corner of the breeze. The crystal flowers in the cave are pure and gorgeous, vivid, and germinate in three hundred years. It blooms in three hundred years and withers in three hundred years. When the crystal flowers are in full bloom, the crystal transparent flowers, layered on top of each other, are densely packed and cover the entire cave.

He was a little surprised, and when he guessed, he smiled: "That's right, as we all know, before the Son of the Wind became famous, he was the best protégé of the Holy Heavenly Sect and your personal disciple. The realm of the breeze, the pure and pure crystal flower created by the child of the wind for you, is enough to see the true love of the child of the wind for you. ”

Huanning turned around, his fluttering white hair was shining with snow, scattered in the breeze, and his voice was low: "Love is sincere, I can't feel what true love is, even if he has always been in love with me." The children of the wind float like the wind in my eyes. The Child of the Wind and I are both dominant-level beings, and the love between us is definitely not as simple as imagined. The goddess of ice and snow, a thousand years of cold, is a 10,000-year-old ice that cannot be touched, even if the body is broken, it will not melt. ”

Cold palace snow, a palace thousand autumn cold, Huanning and Lan Xi have the same destiny.

Zi Xiu fell into deep thought, and in the dark, he had already met Lan Xi's future, as in front of him, with white hair like snow and extremely cold.

"You mean that you can't feel the emotional entanglement between men and women?"

Huanning came back to his senses, looked at him, and responded with a sneer: "My destiny is called Cold Palace Snow, Three Palaces and Three Tribulations, and when I enter the Second Palace and Third Tribulation, the Autumn Wind and Snow Realm, I can no longer perceive emotions. ”

He found it unbelievable that emotions are an essential essence of a person, and even if they are destined for heaven, they absolutely deprive people of their innate nature. He stared at Huanning and asked, "Is this really the case, like absolute zero, without a trace of heat?"

"There are no absolutes in this world, only relative absolutes. After the Son of the Wind, out of my heart, I didn't accept any of my own disciples, which can be regarded as a kind of nostalgia for him. Huanning said.

There are no absolutes, only relative absolutes.

"It seems that you are still depressed about the Son of the Wind, and it is difficult to let go. ”

Huanning smiled knowingly, indifferently: "Three thousand years have passed, you should be relieved." I have decided to let you join the Holy Heavenly Gate as my personal disciple, in the name of the Children of the Wind. After all, his wind godhead is imprinted on your body. ”

As a personal disciple of the goddess Huanning, it is a great honor to join the Holy Heavenly Gate. In the Eastern Continent, the Holy Gate of Heaven is a symbol of supreme glory, and it is a place where the strong come out in large numbers.

He smiled calmly: "I want to know, what is the difference between your personal disciple and the ordinary disciple of the Holy Heavenly Gate?"

Huan Ning approached him a little, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were as sharp as thorns: "My lifespan has passed 10,000 years, I don't have any relatives in this world, the former son of the wind, is the only person I can trust, ruling the Holy Heavenly Gate." ”

"Why did you choose me?" his heart suddenly surged.

"It's not me who chose you, it's the Son of the Wind. The magic of the cicada wings is beyond your imagination, and from what I know of the Child of the Wind, his creativity is like providence. Cicada wings, indicating that he will be reincarnated!" Huanning's heart is like stopping water, in one sentence.

The reincarnation of cicada wings, what a shocking change.

Zixiu panicked and asked urgently, "You mean that the Son of the Wind will be reincarnated with the help of my body?"

"This is just my speculation, the Son of the Wind died three thousand years ago. Reincarnated and reborn only to fulfill his long-cherished wish that he failed to fulfill. If you can inherit his mantle and move forward indomitably, and go further than him, it can also be understood as the reincarnation of the son of the wind. ”

Three thousand years ago, there were many wealthy families, and the world of cultivating gods was very prosperous. A catastrophe that killed the Martial God unveiled in the night, three years of tribulation, a thousand killings, and the peerless son of the heavenly wind died in it.

He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Since the Son of the Wind is a first-level existence like you, where does the God Punishment Tribulation come from, why do you want to slaughter the Martial God of the Hanhai World, and we have no power to fight back after killing a thousand people in three years?"

Huanning pondered for a long time, his breath became short, and he responded in a low voice: "Outside of our world, there is another world, a place that we are far away. Our world has three dimensions of space, the dimension of time, and that's not the case there, they have a fifth dimension. So far, we know that the fifth dimension is called the time boundary, a dimension that defines time. ”

Time, the fifth dimension!

Regarding the other world, he had been concerned about it for a long time, and the Divine Tribulation came from there, but he couldn't imagine what kind of existence a five-dimensional world would be.

Zi Xiu had a feeling of suffocation, and asked, "Why do the people of the five-dimensional world want to rob and kill us, is three thousand years a cycle?"

Huan Ning nodded slightly: "To be precise, the cycle is three thousand and thirty years, and the next Divine Tribulation will be ten years later." I'm used to calling the Divine Tribulation a harvest, the five-dimensional world is not as stable as we think, and they seem to be missing an energy to maintain the time boundary. ”

"What energy?"

"Kamui!"

He was shocked, his expression was wooden, and his eyes were in a trance. He didn't know what time realm was, and he didn't know how time was defined, Shenwei was a material field deduced by the soul, which was unimaginable, and became the energy that maintained the fifth dimension.

"Okay. Zixiu fell into fear, ten years later, the Divine Tribulation will come again, and how many martial gods will fall. He looked at Huanning and smiled bitterly: "Can the God Tribulation be changed?"

Huanning smiled wantonly: "The Son of the Wind asked me the same question. ”

"What did you say at the time?"

"The Divine Tribulation is not a catastrophe, it is a harvest!" Huan Ning recalled the scene back then, saying: "The son of the wind is like the wind, longing for freedom, and he cannot accept his fate. Even though he was brilliant and unprecedented, he was all-bounded, and he was killed by a thousand people in three years, and he was not spared. In fact, he could choose to avoid a fight and choose to survive like me. ”

Zi Xiu came to his senses and asked, "Do you mean that as the ruler of the Hanhai World, you can only watch the Heavenly Canopy of the Divine Tribulation descend and mourn all over the wilderness?"

"Harvesting is like a ritual, the autumn wind falls, the spring breeze is born, and the world is reincarnated. The important thing for people to live in the world is to continue, understand?"

The law of life, multiply!

He could understand, but it was difficult to accept, even if he smiled: "If I, like the Son of the Wind, would not bow to fate, would you still agree with me and be your personal disciple?"

"That's why I chose you!" Huanning's expression was fluttering, and the blue light was shining, and he disappeared into the void.