The talisman treasure is written by Dongze Daojun himself, which records the method of making talismans that Dongze has disappeared for countless years, Xuanxin worshiped Tianxuanzong at that time, and learned one of the talismans, which is a defensive talisman.

He has been trying to find a way to open the talisman treasure, but he has not opened it for many years, although the method has arrived early, but he has not had time to implement it.

In addition to wanting to get the content of it, the existence of the Fu Bao Jian is also out of a kind of guilt for the master, after all, the Tianxuan Sect is still destroyed in his hands, and he put the Fu Bao Jian in the Tianxuan Nine Array, as if it is for the gods, in fact, it is like for the master Dongze Daojun.

Because the eyes of the three insiders were focused on the Fu Gong Baojian, they didn't carefully check the other things in the treasure building, and after the fact, they didn't seem to find anything precious missing, maybe because of the mood, they missed a location, or they thought that the thing was taken away by the person who should have taken it, and they forgot it.

Vertical day.

It seems that last night's battle swept away the melancholy in the sky, the sky above the Xuanwu Divine Sect was clear, and the sun had not yet climbed up, but the light was like opening a window in the heart, which made people feel good, maybe the weather was sunny today, the morning breeze was a little cool, and the disciple in charge of cleaning complained about something.

It's business as usual.

And Xia Feng, who was sleeping on the bed, had a quiet face, he had a sweet smile in his sleep, the long hair on his head was also scattered on the pillow, and the original scattered white hair on his head seemed to be gone, but if you look closely, isn't there a pinch of white long hair hanging down on the bangs on the forehead?

There was a strange pattern looming in the center of his eyebrows covered by his white hair, as if it was still changing, and that strange pattern was not his disappearing birthmark? But wasn't this mark on his back?

Xia Feng with a comfortable face, feeling the temperature of the quilt, his consciousness entered a deep sleep, and Xia Feng came to a white void space in his sleep, in which there was a huge boxy room suspended in the void, and there was a strange door on it, and Xia Feng's consciousness flew into that room.

After entering the inside, there is a white color everywhere, the ground and the walls on all sides are all inlaid with white tiles, there is a transparent pillar in the center of the room, in the transparent three-dimensional pillar, a white bead is suspended in it, the white bead is about the size of a fist, the white bead surface, there are mysterious and complex gold thread lines, the bead seems to feel the arrival of Xia Feng, keep shaking from side to side, and at this moment, the lines on it continue to flash with golden light, as if suppressing it.

Xia Feng smiled self-deprecatingly: "This dream is really strange. ”

"Brother, I've finally met you. The sudden awkward voice surprised Xia Feng, but then he thought that it was a dream, and he didn't care, but there was a hint of immaturity in this voice, but there was a hint of familiarity, Xia Feng looked around, but he never saw the owner of the voice.

"Who?" Xia Feng's voice echoed in the room, and his own voice was also looking around.

"Brother, up there!"

Xia Feng raised his head when he heard the sound, only to find that there was a small person suspended above his head, this little man was very small, only seven or eight inches tall, wearing a white and dustless ancient style Taoist clothes, just like the appearance of an alchemy Taoist child, the boy's head was tied with a red rope in a bun, the red rope was wide and long, and it fluttered in the air without wind.

Looking at its appearance, it is very cute, and its appearance is actually nine points similar to himself, just like a miniature version of himself, and the boy has a golden word 'emperor' in his heart, which is very conspicuous.

Xia Feng took a few steps back, looking at the white-clothed boy floating in the air, Xia Feng felt an extremely real feeling at this moment, and realized that he was not dreaming, because he wanted to wake up, but he couldn't do anything, and he didn't know how to wake up?

I can't help but go back to last night.

Xia Feng cultivated the Water Scroll Seal Heavenly Technique to repair the losses in his body, and coupled with the Wood Leaf Covering Heavenly Formula, he rejuvenated his body, but somehow, a wave of tiredness struck, and Xia Feng's whole person couldn't hold the slightest spirit, his eyelids were like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't lift those eyelids at all.

When he was sleeping, Xia Feng felt a little hot in his back, and a stream of heat slowly moved from his back, as for where it moved? Xia Feng didn't know, because in the end he fell asleep.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but did not speak, and finally the boy in white broke the calm and said with a smile: "Why don't you speak?"

"Eh, what am I talking about?" Xia Feng obviously didn't know what the situation was now.

"Hey, my God, you're right, I can't tell you anything about your strength?" The boy in white held his forehead with one hand, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was disgusted with Xia Feng's poor strength, and his movements were very exaggerated.

"Brother, I'm just telling you today, this great god is awake, there is no need to swallow your humble spiritual power, you can cultivate with peace of mind, oh, by the way, don't die anymore, you can't stand it." The white-clothed boy spoke in a tone like an elder, and Xia Feng heard it, but the most harsh one was "No need to swallow your low spiritual power!" Xia Feng didn't seem to hear it when it came to not dying again.

Xia Feng suddenly burst out, grabbed the boy in white, and scolded Xia Feng angrily for the first time: "Damn! It turns out that you are all doing ghosts!

The white-clothed boy seemed to teleporte, breaking free from Xia Feng's hands, and sneered with a little weakness: "Although I devoured your spiritual power, don't forget, I helped you once, saved you once, Tang Qi broke your heart, but I helped save your life." ”

Xia Feng looked at the boy in white suspiciously, for that time Tang Qi pierced his heart, he still remembers it vividly, it seems that this guy in front of him is the body of the mysterious fragment in his body, but what he said in his mouth helped him once?

Could it be that Xia Feng quickly thought of the key!

Xia Feng stared at the white-clothed boy in front of him, and asked excitedly: "You must know what happened before I lost my memory, tell me, who am I? Where do I come from?" Xia Feng has always had these questions in his heart, but he doesn't know who to ask, the two people who were killed by himself on the ancient spirit ship seem to know him, but at that time, he would not have searched for souls, otherwise he would definitely know something.

When the boy in white heard this, his face became solemn, but he didn't speak, he was pondering!

He knows a lot of things that Xia Feng should know, the beginning and end of all events, from the beginning of the great war in the God Realm, to the fall into the Nether Realm, until now, everything he has seen clearly, and he knows what kind of mission Xia Feng is carrying, but he can't say it now, because Xia Feng is too weak.

The glass jar behind him is Xia Feng's memory beads, the memory beads contain all the memories of Xia Feng, and the lines on it are the divine patterns carved by Xia Feng himself before he was rebuilt, and it is full of Xia Feng, who is a god, has all the memories, but Xia Feng's current body can't bear this huge memory, and Zhihai can't accept it, because it is the memory of God, and the current Xia Feng is just a small spiritual cultivator who has just entered the cultivation realm.

There is no memory of Zhongtian sealed in the memory bead, and the reason why Xia Feng lost Zhongtian's memory is entirely because he opened the Divine Pattern last time, which caused Xia Feng's sea of consciousness to be damaged, so he lost all his memories of Zhongtian.

However, about Zhongtian's memory, he can also tell Xia Feng now, but it is useless, because if his memory is not revived, telling him everything about Zhongtian is like someone else telling him a story.

"I can tell you that you are from the Zhongtian Continent, and as for what happened, you will know later. The white-clothed boy had a solemn face, with a hint of melancholy on his immature little face: "Regarding Zhongtian's experience, it's actually all my fault, because of my relationship, you can't cultivate, and the result is that kind of result, but it's all inevitable." ”

Xia Feng was about to speak, but the boy in white stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't ask, Zhongtian's memory will slowly recover, I just hope you can bear it then." The boy in white can actually pass on Zhongtian's memory to Xia Feng, but the memory is too painful, he feels that now is not the time, Xia Feng is not strong enough, and he has not yet had the courage to face it, to face Mu Xing's soul, but to face Mu Chenfeng, to face his adoptive father and adoptive mother.

Although I want to know, but Di Ling doesn't say it, and he can't help it, since he said that he will recover, then wait, he will always figure out everything.

"First of all, let me introduce myself, my name is Emperor Ling, and I am a unique and super artifact spirit in the ages, and you are my master. The boy in white put away the heavy atmosphere before, his tone was very excited, and he said ostentatiously.

"I'm your master?" Xia Feng felt overwhelmed.

"Don't be surprised, I swore by these things, I can't tell you, and you don't ask me, if it weren't for the abundant spiritual power under the 'Tianxuan Nine Array', logically speaking, I'm still asleep now, and we shouldn't see each other now. As he spoke, Di Ling flew to the transparent glass jar, pointed to the beads inside, and said:

"This is called a memory bead, it contains the memories of your past life, when you cultivate enough, you will know everything, you will understand your mission, now what you need to do is to cultivate, protect yourself, protect me! In addition, you have to collect this!"

Emperor Ling didn't know where to find the white mysterious fragment, and held it in his hand, and said to Xia Feng happily: "Dangdangdang, this is called Emperor Jade Fragments, each piece has mysterious and unpredictable power, but although it is a very powerful fragment, it is not a complete whole, you have to collect these Emperor Jade Fragments and form the Emperor Jade into a complete form." Collecting the fragments of Emperor Jade will be very helpful for your cultivation, boy. ”

Emperor Ling's words fell in Xia Feng's ears, as if he was bewitching himself, but he had to be curious about the fragment of Emperor Jade, the piece of Emperor Jade fragment on his body, when facing Tang Qi, saved his life, and the piece of Dong Jiu'er could allow her to resist Xuanxin at the Tianxuan Ruins for so long, which shows that this fragment of Emperor Jade is indeed extraordinary.

"It turns out that this broken jade is called 'Emperor Jade'?" Xia Feng muttered to himself in his sleeping mouth, he seemed to be shaking his head in his dream, a trace of hazy meaning appeared in his eyes, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he found that he had been in the Xuanwu Divine Sect all along, and the sky outside was already clear.

On the forehead, the strange pattern slowly changed, and finally formed a white 'emperor' character, except that the color was different from the white-clothed boy, the word was exactly the same.

After Xia Feng's consciousness disappeared, in the empty white room, Di Ling looked at the memory bead and said to himself: "Hey, after the recovery of Zhihai, Zhongtian's memory will recover, and the memory on the earth will gradually recover. ”

Emperor Ling has a secret order to temporarily open the memory bead, which contains three short-term distractions left by the master, but there are only three secret orders, and the emperor spirit has already used up one, that is, when the Red Devil Xia Feng appeared, in fact, it was not used by him, at that time he was asleep, and he had no spare strength to use the secret order to open the memory bead, everything was the mandarin duck lock on Lan Mengling's body, and the mandarin duck lock triggered the secret order.

Emperor Ling also knows something about Lan Mengling, but the mandarin duck lock on her body has never understood, that thing is obviously not a simple mortal product, Di Ling guessed that thing, at least it is a thing from the divine realm, otherwise how could it trigger the secret order under his control, this secret order was given to him by the master, it is the secret order of the gods!

"Perhaps, this is all the master's arrangement. Emperor Ling could only comfort himself like this. Because of all these secrets, the secret will only be solved if Xia Feng completely fuses the memory beads.

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