The lake here is a little more calm than the outside.

Although visually not as gorgeous as the colorful lake, it has a trace of the generosity that has been precipitated over the years.

Transparent shadows slid past Su Mu's side.

In every figure, there are colorful spots of light.

The golden waters of the lake make everything feel like a dream.

Su Mu walked in it, as if he was in a vast golden star, and the flowing stars overlapped a hazy and vast universe with a quiet illusion.

"Found ...... Inheritance?"

Su Mu slowly felt the flow of water.

A figure bumped into him.

Puff –

With a soft sound, the figure smashed in front of Su Mu.

A little bit of colorful color, radiating in his shattered shadow.

The colorful light spot touched Su Mu's chest, but in a moment, it floated away with the current and returned into a human form not far away.

"It's ......"

Su Mu's heart suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

Here, it is not that you are looking for inheritance, but that inheritance is looking for yourself.

Here are the memories of reincarnation, and the people in these reincarnation memories will follow the personality or preferences in the memory to find destined people.

Thinking of this, Su Mu no longer intentionally looked for it.

He gently stretched out his limbs and floated in the current.

The gentle water of the lake carried the sweetness of nourishing the soul, which made Su Mu almost want to sleep.

The crumbs of time spilled through his body, washing away some of the gloomy impurities.

And all this, Su Mu did not notice.

Neither did the reel.

The most terrifying poison in the world is not the seven-colored saliva that is on the list of ten thousand poisons.

It's time.

Time is the most terrifying poison in the entire heaven and earth, even the ancient gods and demons can't bear it.

At this moment, under Su Mu's unconscious fluttering, the time debris washed away the traces of time decay in Su Mu's body, and plated him with a layer of gentle time protection.

The current Su Mu, the previous sixteen years, is in vain.

The meaning of this vain life is that the time stale poison accumulated in Su Mu's body has been washed away, and he can live for another sixteen years.

Moreover, because of the protection of the body soaked by time, he will not be eroded by the deep layers of time, and he can live safely to the limit of his life.

No monk can live to the maximum extent without the help of elixir.

The life span of the Spirit Tribulation True Life is a thousand years, but in the process of continuous fighting, cultivation, and life, time will soak the flesh little by little, and generally speaking, if you can live for more than nine hundred years, it will be the end.

But the current Su Mu, as long as he doesn't fall halfway, after he cultivates to the Spirit Tribulation True Person, he can live perfectly to the age of one thousand and sixteen.

All this happened like a silent spring, and Su Mu didn't notice it at all.

And just when Su Mu was about to fall asleep in it, he suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, in his chest, a colorful spot of light emitted a brilliant light.

It was as if a fire had been lit in his chest.

"What is this?"

Su Mu's eyes instantly sobered!

Encountered!

I was chosen by chance!

A majestic aura penetrated his body.

The surrounding lake suddenly came to a standstill.

In the golden light of the lake, a colorful crack appeared, as if something had broken open.

The golden shards fell, like beautiful golden butterflies flying.

And in front of Su Mu, a broken hole appeared in the wandering lake.

"It's ......"

Su Mu's eyes widened suddenly!

In the cracks that appeared in front of me, I saw another world.

Towering, quaint, vast, vast, prosperous......

All the complicated words are not enough to describe the shock that a corner of this world brought to Su Mu!

What I saw was a hillside.

On the hillside stood a man with his back to him.

The man, dressed in white, stared into the distance.

And in the distance is a huge city.

The city was majestic, but what shocked Su Mu the most was that under the entire city, four huge cyclops knelt on the ground and held the majestic city high.

The four giant ghosts were already covered in moss, and their bare black color was like a hard black mountain rock.

But the huge blood-red eyes of the bronze bells kept scanning the surroundings, making it clear that they were alive.

A huge golden dragon bit the gate of the city with a dragon's kiss.

Its massive body hung from the ground, and its tail hung from the ground.

And its back, the flesh was sliced alive, revealing a miserable white vertebrae.

On the vertebrae, someone had carved out a delicate staircase.

The most difficult thing to look at is that this golden dragon is alive.

On both sides of the snow-white bone steps, the golden dragon's blood boiled, like a pool on the side of the road, fluttering with decorative flowers and plants.

The whole dragon's spine is a great avenue, majestic and tragic against the backdrop of fresh life, with an inviolable majestic and domineering.

Four ghosts support the city, and the golden dragon is the way.

Even if it was separated from the top of a distant mountain, Su Mu could feel the indescribable shock!

"That's mundane. ”

Suddenly, the young man in white standing on the top of the mountain spoke.

He turned his head, as if looking at Su Mu through a crack, and said, "Little friend, we meet again." ”

Su Mu: "???"

Looking at the strange man in front of him, Su Mu was stunned when he heard his words.

See you again?

Su Mu immediately recalled, but in his memory, the appearance of this person never appeared.

The memory of the divine master is extremely strong.

Su Mu is absolutely confident, as long as he has seen him, even if he has seen him in the crowd, he will not be impressed.

But in fact, I really didn't have an impression.

In my own memory, this person did not have the slightest impression.

"It seems that Xiaoyou didn't remember me. ”

"Yes. ”

"I met you before, but I was just a remnant of me in the Middle Ages. ”

The man in white looked at Su Mu and smiled.

His face was gentle, his eyes were warm as water, and there was a natural urge to get close.

"We've seen it in jade. ”

"My name is Heng. ”

In the jade?

Weigh?

Suddenly, a scene crossed Su Mu's mind-

A bronze palace as grand as a mountain.

Eight-legged blood-red jade carving.

A fierce armorer who knelt on the ground and shouted "Yuan Sheng".

Weigh......

Balance!

It's him!!!

Su Mu suddenly remembered.

Before, in the trading area of Soul Mountain, I listened to Qian's words and bought a piece of ancient jade.

In that jade, the old man in red he saw was him!

The mountain was able to wake up thanks to the remnants of his soul.

"You...... Is that him?"

Su Mu's words were a little strange, but Heng obviously understood.

He smiled and said, "It's me." ”

"That's what I looked like in the Middle Ages. ”

"And now, you're looking at antiquity. ”

"It's me in the memory of reincarnation. ”

Heng smiled, looked at Su Mu and said, "Actually, you are not remembered by reincarnation. ”

"In fact, since ancient times, reincarnation has rarely paid attention to the world, and very few can be remembered by it. ”

"You can come in because I remember you. ”

"What!?"

Hearing this, Su Mu was stunned, is this okay?