Refining Heaven and Earth Chapter 1724: The Past and the Past

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Three years. Fang Bai was in a coma for three years, the Temple of War was silent for three years, Jian Zhentian's brows were also frowned for three years!

The physical trauma has long since healed, Jian Jingtian had to admire Fang Bai's physical strength, and it took him more than two years to recover from the physical trauma.

Fang Bai recovered from a coma, but just didn't wake up, Jian Jingtian had never seen anything like this before, and his experience was not unproductive, and he was helpless.

God, there must be something wrong with the soul!

Knowing that something is wrong with the spirit, the sword is shocking, but he dare not move.

In normal times, entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness is not a big deal, but it is different now. A little carelessness may cause Fang Bai to fall into a situation where he cannot recover.

What's more frightening is the changes in Fang Bai over the past three years.

The breath changes, sometimes like a newborn baby, sometimes like a vigorous young man, and sometimes like an old man with a depressed mood.

"What the **** is going on?" Jian Jingtian was almost mad, something unheard of. He even read a lot of ancient books about it, without any record.

"Oh!"

Sword shocked the sky with a long sigh, then turned to look at Fang Bai, and muttered: "Is the old man wrong about you? But you have great luck and uncertainty in your body. Wait!"

While Jian Zhentian was anxious, Fang Bai seemed to be caught in reincarnation again and again.

Reincarnation, the past and the present, the generations change, the old life passes away, and the new life is born, there is no difference except for the memory of a lifetime in the depths of the mind.

The sixteenth reincarnation has gone through the vicissitudes of the world, but before the sixteenth, it seemed to be cut out of thin air, without any trace, as if it appeared out of thin air.

"Why is this?" Fang Bai was confused.

Counting the past and present lives, there are a total of eighteen lives. Except for the previous life who died in the shadow of Vuji, and this life has not died, the first sixteen lives can die.

In this world where the strong are respected, it is not easy to do this.

There is a special place in the cycle of life of the sixteenth, prehistoric!

There is no such thing as living in a prehistoric life, why on earth?

As if he was destined in the past, and it seemed that something was fiddle with his trajectory, time after time, life after life.

Fang Bai only felt a splitting headache. He screamed and sat up abruptly.

"This is?"

Fang Bai looked up, his spiritual thoughts quickly dissipated, and suddenly found that he was awake and walked out of the soul inexplicably.

"You finally woke up!"

Sword shaking the sky with a long sigh, slowly came to him, and whispered: "Is it all right?"

"It's okay!"

Fang Bai shook his head, always feeling something was wrong, and for a while he couldn't explain it clearly.

Getting up to the ground, stepping out, a breath of vicissitudes came, Fang Bai finally knew what was wrong.

It seems that the soul has experienced the sixteenth reincarnation personally, eighty-nine thousand years!

It is equivalent to eighty-nine thousand years of experience and experience out of thin air, and the vicissitudes of life are spontaneously born.

Now he is like an old monster who has survived 90,000. He has a peculiar feeling that makes him laugh out loud, maybe no one can think of it!

"Can you still laugh?" Jian Jingtian looked confused.

Fang Bai turned his head and smiled, "Isn’t it worthy to be happy for the rest of my life?"

"Uh..."

Jian Jingtian shook his head speechlessly, and suddenly said loudly: "Hurry up and let them out. I should be anxious for more than three years."

"Three years?"

Fang Bai wondered: "It's only been three years?"

Jian Jingtian became more and more speechless, "Then how long do you want to?"

Fang Bai smiled and secretly said: "Sixteenth reincarnation, eighty-nine thousand years, three years have passed."

Sweeping the spirit, Ying Muyu, Tianxing, and Tianyue appeared out of nowhere. The three of them looked at Fang Bai at the same time, and found that he was not a big deal except that his aura was a little weird.

Huh!

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, only to find that Fang Bai stayed there, seeming to be thinking about something.

At this moment, Fang Bai's mind roared, extremely shocked!

"How can God's Sense be so powerful?"

Fang Bai couldn't think that his divine consciousness would be so strong, isn't the sword shocking divine mind strong enough? Fang Bai had no doubt that his current spirit was stronger than Jian Jingtian, and it was more than a little stronger.

"Soul?"

Fang Bai immediately thought that he must be inseparable from the spirit!

"Does the reincarnation of the sixteenth century only make the divine mind so powerful?"

Fang Bai couldn't believe it, but his spirit was so powerful that he couldn't do anything fake.

Shaking his head, not crying or laughing, only then did I think of the Ying Muyu trio. They turned their heads and looked at him blankly. Even Jian Jingtian noticed something strange.

"Who are you?"

Ying Muyu asked faintly, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Tian Xing, Tian Yue pulled apart, ready to do it at any time, even Jian Shao Tian's complexion became dignified, and there was a slight killing intent.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Bai is very sure that he is awake, not in the memory of the soul, how can Ying Muyu speak in this tone? What's more, Tianxing and Tianyue also looked like they were ready to move.

"Are you Wen Wanyang?"

Ying Muyu's expression became colder and colder, and the four of them surrounded Fang Bai in the middle, and they wanted to do anything at any time.

"This..."

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Fang Bai understood what was going on in an instant. It must be that the vicissitudes of life exuding all over his body are too weird, because it is difficult to disguise a person's breath.

Given the vicissitudes of his aura, he couldn't do it without tens of thousands of years of experience, but how long did he live until he had spent his entire life?

It's not surprising that Ying Muyu would have such a thought, but it is unexplainable.

"Do you feel like Wen Wanyang?" Fang Bai said helplessly. The aura on his body was completely different from Wen Wanyang. How could it be him?

Wen Wanyang blew himself up in the past, and his soul was also shattered. There will be no Wen Wanyang in the world anymore.

"Who are you then?" Ying Muyu said coldly.

Fang Bai really didn't know how to explain, and said helplessly, "Why don't you know if you enter the sea of ​​my knowledge?" Others can be faked, but the soul cannot be faked.

"Good!"

Just as the spirit of Ying Muyu was about to disperse, I only heard the sword shaking the sky and said in a deep voice: "Let me come."

"Whatever!"

Fang Bai was helpless, even Jian Jingtian didn't believe him at this moment. He was obviously worried about his sneak attack on Win Muyu, and wanted to test it himself.

He opened his mind and allowed Jian Jingtian's divine mind to enter the sea of ​​consciousness unimpeded. After experiencing this, Fang Bai had no reservation in trusting Jian Jingtian.

If the sword shaking the sky is going to be bad for him, he will never wake up.

Fang Bai realized that his divine consciousness was stronger than expected when he felt the divine consciousness of the sword shaking the sky.

Shenhun took the initiative to walk out of the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, unless it becomes more condensed, there is not much difference.

"Master!"

The spirit is exactly what Fang Bai looks like, bowing to speak.

"Really you?"

Jian Jingtian knew that he would never read it wrong, "What the **** happened to you?"

"Let’s go out and talk."

Although the truth is a bit weird, Fang Bai still thinks it is good to say it so that everyone will not always doubt it.

Withdrawing from the sea of ​​knowledge, Jian Jingtian nodded, and the three of Ying Muyu's faces still had doubts flashing.

"Sit down and I will tell you slowly."

Fang Bai stretched out his hand to signal, waited for everyone to sit down, he thought through his thoughts, and then slowly spoke.