"Dreams?"

Mu Juanshan's brows furrowed tightly, and he gently repeated it over and over again in his mouth, his eyes full of surprise.

When the pastor was carried back, he watched his son's last shred of life slowly pass before his eyes.

He knew in his heart that it was a real soul extinction, even if he was a Divine Fetus Cultivator. Otherwise, even if there was the slightest chance, he would not beg the herdsmen clan master to bury the herding world in the land of the ancestral spiritual vein.

When you are buried in the ancestral land, you are dead.

Even if Mu Jushan made up his mind to climb the sword mountain and the sea of fire and fight for the herding world, he was not completely sure in his heart.

But now?

Mu Makiyama looked at his son in front of him with a puzzled face, and his heart was really incomprehensible.

What kind of dream can bring his son back to life?

"Yes, it's a dream!"

"I had a long, long dream, so long that even I couldn't tell whether what I was living in the dream was real or fantasical!"

"After a few autumns of big dreams, I woke up from the dream, and I woke up too. ”

The pupils of the pastoral world smiled and nodded in confirmation.

"Dream a few autumns!"

Makinakiyama chewed this sentence silently, and the surprise in his heart was even stronger.

Slowly raising his head, he looked directly into the pupils of the pastoral world.

The son in front of him, his face is still so immature, and there seems to be no change. But if you look closely, there is a completely different strangeness in temperament from before. It's like looking at the moon in the fog, looking at flowers in the water, and there is a hazy feeling that you can't see through and guess.

What's more, when a little touch of the eyes of the pastoral world, the pupils of those eyes were shining like stars, as if they contained bright ancient stars, which made people's souls throb!

"What kind of dream is it?"

Makinakiyama whispered, and his heart couldn't help but be more curious.

Hearing this, Mu Jie shook his head and smiled, lowered his head and poured a cup of tea for Mu Ju Mountain, his lowered eyes were dark and inexplicable, but the words slowly flowed out of his mouth, with an inexplicable desolation.

He had indeed had a dream for too long.

In his dream, he went through life and death, walked all over the secluded land, survived nine glorious worlds, and witnessed the vastness of eternity!

Mu Jie raised his head, and the light in his eyes shone brightly, like a bright ancient star reappearing.

"It was a long, long dream, I can't remember the things in the dream too clearly, but there was an old man in the dream, he wanted me to climb the forbidden land in the sword mountain and the sea of fire, he told me that my opportunity was there. ”

"The old man and the dream?"

Hearing this, Mu Juan Shan couldn't help frowning slightly, he couldn't see through his son a little. As the number one god fetus monk of the ancient fish herding family, Mujuan Mountain has a wide range of experience, and knows that there have been countless strange things in the huge loess.

But!

A mysterious old man revived his son, and even dreamed of letting a mortal boy stubbornly go to the mountain of fire and fire?

How is this possible!?

If it weren't for the fact that Mu Juan Shan could see the indifference and clarity in the eyes of the pastoral world, I am afraid that he would have thought that his son who had just died and came back from the dead had lost his heart and gone crazy.

But even so, Makinamaki Mountain also felt that the strangeness in the mouth of the herd world was probably also his indulgence after his resurrection.

"Father doesn't believe me?"

Mu Jie smiled slightly, he was the ninth crown prince, the ninth emperor, and he could see his father's thoughts at a glance.

"Haha, believe, how not to believe. ”

"But you just escaped death today, so you still have to stabilize your mind and rest, and this matter will be discussed later. ”

was seen through by his son, and Makinakiyama felt a little embarrassed. He pretended to smile lightly, trying to change the subject.

If it is for the sake of his son's simple dream excuse, it is too childish to agree with him to go to the sword mountain and the sea of fire. You know, it is a forbidden place that has been inherited by the herdsmen for thousands of years, and no one knows better than him how terrible it is!

However, the fact that my son can come back to life is a great gift!

Shaking his head, Mu Ju Shan patted Mu Jie's shoulder and was about to leave, ready to leave to digest it.

In this regard, the pastoral world sighed slightly, he had long known that his father would answer like this. But it also happened to fall into the topic he wanted to lead. After Mu Juan Shan finished speaking, Mu Jie spoke again, but he said amazingly: "Father, I have learned to die nine times!"

"Click!"

As if the old black and white photo being played was directly frozen, the left leg that Makinakiyama had just raised was stagnant in mid-air, his head turned little by little, his eyes widened, and he looked at the herd world in shock.

"Nine deaths, you say nine deaths?"

His tone was full of tremor and disbelief!

"Yes!"

The pastor nodded slightly.

"It was taught to me by the old man in my dream, and the only thing that can make me a mortal bone and mortal fetus like me be able to cultivate is nine deaths, and it is precisely because of this that I can come back from the dead. ”

The pastoral world smiled and said the true purpose.

"How is this possible?"

Makimakiyama was completely taken aback at the moment, and even if he was as calm as he was, he felt a burst of incredulity, as if what came out of the mouth of the herd world was a fantasy that was unrealistic at all.

Nine deaths, nine lives!

Nirvana, Emperor!

It was thousands of years before the prestige of the herdsmen, and when it was a famous family, the herdsmen had an amazing heritage. This is a mysterious law that can be called against the sky, which has created countless powers of the herdsmen and established the incomparable prestige of the herdsmen.

It's just a pity that the herdsmen are gradually declining for some reason, and the whereabouts of the nine deaths of the town clan are unknown, so that today's herdsmen can only live in this small realm and survive.

However, the inheritance of the pastoral tribe is still deeply annotated in the historical files of the clan, which confirms the authenticity of its existence.

His own son actually learned to die nine times?

How this makes Makinamaki be able to believe.

Unconsciously, the old man and the dream in the mouth of the herd world sounded in Mujuan Mountain, and his body subconsciously shook, and more sensational thoughts rose in his heart.

Could it be that the old man is the power of the ancestors of the herdsmen, and the descendants of his dreams?

"Are you serious?"

Mu Makan became serious and said tremblingly.

This matter is related to the inheritance of the herdsmen, and before the righteousness of the ethnic group, there is no father and son. Naturally, Makmakakiyama wanted to ask clearly.

"Naturally, how could I have come back from the dead?"

"And when I encountered a demon soldier before, I personally killed him!"

"This matter, Mu Jin's team of white armor knows it clearly, and my father can go and ask. ”

Mu Jie nodded and said.

"Demon soldiers!"

"The combat power of the Condensation Realm?!"

Hearing this, Mu Makan no longer had any doubts in his heart.

Before, Dahei had told him everything that had happened when the pastoral world returned. At that time, he was still wondering how the team of Bai Jia of the Secret Dao Mu Jin could defeat a demon soldier, but he didn't expect that the demon soldier would die in the hands of the Mu Realm.

Mu Juan Shan did not doubt the truth of his son's words at all, after all, there was a team of white armor to testify about this matter, and he could ask at any time, and he could not allow the pastoral world to lie.

And when this thought fell, Mu Juanshan's heart suddenly became ecstatic, and his face couldn't help but flush.

His own son was able to cultivate, and he was also dreamed of by the ancestors of the herdsmen, what a chance is this?!

"Jie'er, you rest first. ”

Without waiting for the pastoral world to answer, Mu Juan Shan dropped a sentence, and ran out like a frizzy young man, leaving the pastoral world directly dumbfounded.

"Father's temperament is really as impatient as ever..."

Mu Jie shook his head and sighed.

If Fang Cai's father had interrogated him carefully, he would have found that there was a slight loophole in the old man and the dream in his mouth, and this loophole was the law of the Nine Deaths!

Caring is chaotic, especially the resurrection of his son, which has already made this father chaotic.

But after today, that flaw will never exist.

The pastoral community knew that when they were reborn, they would have to take a very different path.

The goal in his heart has not changed, and he is also climbing the way of heaven and stepping on the throne of God. It's just that in this long journey, he has to make up for all kinds of regrets and guilt in this life, and no longer let the shocking things that once appeared in his life happen.

The pastoral world was once the ninth crown prince, and when he was reborn, he would naturally stir up a cloud and rain. And the dream of the ancestors is probably the best excuse for the pastoral world.

"Nine deaths!"

Mu Jie smiled, and there was some nostalgia in his heart.

In the first life, he obtained the qualification to climb the Heavenly Dao because of the Nine Deaths. In that life, Mu Juantu broke into the forbidden land alone because of himself, but he died, and the pastoral world knelt in front of his father's grave and hugged his head and cried, and by chance he obtained the Nine Deaths Exercise buried in the ancestral land.

Today, the pastoral world has not changed his mind, he also wants to cultivate the Nine Deaths, but he is destined to embark on a different path from that life.

"Nine deaths, the exercises are magical, and the mysteries are soaring to the sky. According to rumors, it is a mysterious law created by the ancestors of the herdsmen who comprehended the heavens and the earth, and it has the effect of nirvana rebirth, which can be called against the sky!"

"In my previous life, I was very hesitant to cultivate the Nine Deaths Fragment, but now I have no worries at all, I have already completed it, and I have no worries. ”

"It's a pity that my current body is too weak, and if I want to cultivate the Nine Deaths, I'm afraid that life will be worse than death. ”

The pastoral world pondered carefully and couldn't help but sigh softly. In the previous life, when he cultivated the Nine Deaths for the first time, even if the Pastoral Realm achieved the position of the Ninth Emperor and Prince, he had palpitations in his heart, and he didn't want to bear it a second time.

Later, after the pastoral world completed the Nine Deaths, it was discovered that cultivating the Nine Deaths could create the legendary Nine Deaths Immortal Body, which had extremely strict requirements for the cultivator's physique. If you cultivate directly, even if you succeed, I'm afraid it will be a 1 in 100 million chance.

This allowed him to get the follow-up nine deaths after the secret luck.

If you want to practice the Nine Deaths, the first qualifications you need to have are the root bone and the Dao fetus, but unlike other exercises, only mortal bones and mortal fetuses can be cultivated. Otherwise, the soul will inevitably be annihilated, the physical body will be shattered, and even the Da Luo Jin Immortal will not be able to save it!

After removing mortal bones and mortal fetuses, it is the requirement of body and will.

The so-called Nine Deaths, as the name suggests, means that you need to go through nine death tribulations, comprehend the true meaning of life in endless death, and finally be reborn.

In the midst of this, there is the torture of endless pain and death that needs to be resisted.

It was a tragedy from the deepest part of the soul, a real battle with death, and a little slackness was ashes!

Secondly, it requires a strong body.

A body that is strong enough to withstand the majestic aura without collapsing, and a body that can resist endless death without decaying!

"Looks like I'm going to think of a perfect solution!"

The eyes of the pastor are slight, and the fingers are subconsciously rubbed, gently stroked the chin, and rubbed slightly

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