The scholar Luo Feng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, come one by one."

As soon as the robe turned, there were two futons on the ground, and the two sat in order.

Luo Feng smiled: "First answer the Tianjizhu, this bead is a medium."

"Its origin, Situ Nan should be the most clear."

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and he took out the beads from his arms and hovered in his hand.

"Situ, Situ ..."

Wang Lin screamed a few times, I don't know if it was too tired, or because of the mysterious Taoist who existed, Situ Nan couldn't come out.

Seeing this, Luo Feng was pinched and drank: "The second -generation Suzaku, what is Situ Nan?"

The voice did not fall, and an ignorant soul body appeared in place.

As soon as the robe waved, it was injected into it. Situ Nan, who was so weak, seemed to be a chicken blood, the soul body was clean, the spirit was shaking, and the body of the ghost fairy showed it.

Closing his eyes and reducing the changes in the soul body, Situ Nan is overwhelming, and after becoming a soul body, even if Situ Nan was awarded the monk before his death, he could not practice anymore.

Large reincarnation.

Even without the shelter of the beads, it is likely that people will be practiced into a magic weapon. After all, the monk's soul is also a large training instrument material.

Now, although the body of the ghost fairy is not upset, it can be moved freely, it is not excluded by the heavens and the earth, and there is a possibility of practice.

Situ Nan took a deep breath and worshiped: "Situ Nan worships his predecessors for saving his life!"

Luo Fengzheng's first: "You tell Wang Lin, the origin of this bead."

After taking Wang Lin's shoulder, Situ Nan groaned for a while: "This bead, at first ..."

Situ Nan was endless, starting with Tianjinzhu as the starting point, telling how he got beads, and how he was hidden in it.

Come on, most of Situ Nan's life is closely related to a bead.

"So Situ South, so the sky against the beads."

"Wang Lin, do you think they are true or false."

Luo Feng asked

Wang Lin was silent for a long time and nodded: "Yes."

Luo Feng showed a smile, took a sip of tea, and then slowly said: "As for the origin of the teacher, it is just an ordinary man."

"Come here because you have a fate with me."

Wang Lin raised his head in doubt and looked at Situ Nan.

He is just a little monk who is in the Dan Dan period. Any Yuan Ying can reach him to death, let alone see the god of the Yuan infant as an ant.

In Wang Lin's limited cognition, Yuan Ying's old monster is the old man of a sect, and it seems that the realm of God seems to be the peak.

Going up, it is not a three -level cultivation country monk.

Situ Nan's face smiled, MMP in his heart

He was also a monk in his lifetime, and he was expected to cultivate the second step. He has never seen the artistic mood after a hundred battles.

If Master Wang Lin is really a god, he will eat the two futons on the spot!

Just to speak, Luo Feng seemed to see it with a smile.

Suddenly, Situ Nan righteous: "As we all know, it is impossible for God and God to be generalized. I have seen a great way to ask the monk to kill the monk in extreme anger!"

Wang Lin nodded and no longer tangled this problem. Whether it was to turn God, or above God, it was a great power for a dandan.

"As for, the last question."

"Who are you?"

"You are Wang Lin, you are the son of the parents, the man of Luo Feng, the student of Situ Nan, the monk Zhao Guo, the disciple of Hengyue."

"Are these you?"

Luo Feng asked

Wang Lin groaned for a while and nodded deeply: "Naturally me."

"Isn't this set?"

Luo Feng clapped his hand and laughed: "It is not who you are, but who do you believe in yourself?"

"There is a letter, but there is no believe."

"This is the practice!"

If others hear this statement, it is not the epiphany of the Lidi, but also a feeling.

However, Wang Lin has been a disciple of Luo Feng for many years, and the teacher's technology knows deeply.

Wang Lin took a deep breath: "Teacher, you can't flicker me, you can't get around."

"You know, what do I want to ask ..."

Luo Feng looked stiff, looking at the sky.

The child is old, it ’s not good to flicker. If this is a private school, Wang Lin listened to this chicken soup to ensure that the fart fart rolled home.

I did not expect to have been a few years, and it became a veteran.

For a long time, Luo Feng shook his head and squeezed a grain of glory and said, "Did you see it? This is a."

Sitan and Wang Lin both watched the past.

I saw Dao Shengyi, two lifetime, two lives and three, glory overlapping, unlimited derivative, from point -based, lineized surface, facial body ...

Cumbersal and staggered, the holes enter the void, everywhere, self -containing.

Luo Feng said: "This is Wang Lin, that is Wang Lin, they are all Wang Lin."

"Time and space is an interesting concept. Every time a choice is made, a Wang Lin will be born."

"Each of them is Wang Lin."

"Wang Lin, do you understand?!"

Situ Nan was ignorant, and his face was aggressive.

Wang Lin, the son of the universe, splashed out of the pupils. He seemed to understand a bit, and he didn't understand.

After a while, Wang Lin stretched out his arms and drew two parallel lines, and the two parallel lines that were not staggered.

"Teacher, is this that?"

Luo Feng shook his head, stretched out his hand, linking the two parallel lines into a Mobius ring, from limited to unlimited, from variables to fixed numbers.

"That's right."

Wang Lin murmured insightful: "How did this do it?"

Luo Feng walked towards the house, took out the paper and pen ink, made a group of portraits on it, and wrote a line of words.

Pointing to the character painting, Luo Feng Road: "They also think it is impossible."

"However, outside the painting, the person who painted can do it."

"What is this?" Wang Lin couldn't wait to ask

"Step!"

Luo Feng

In one place, the sky sounded thunder, as if it was a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Luo Feng looked up and laughed.

God of God, who is not a heavenly will this year.

"Moreover, the text, since the beginning of the rigidity, it has attributed to humanity and is not subject to heaven."

"Imagination, this is the foundation of sentient beings, and I don’t care about it."

"Don't disperse yet!"

The words are followed, for a moment, the clouds are densely set, the thunderous sky, restore the wind and clouds.

Luo Feng's words are important, but more importantly, a certain time and space, a black robe and silently stare, the killing intention does not converge.

"Silent"

The vast field, on the back of the green cattle, a tall old man calls lightly

Ku Mo immediately turned around, converged and killed, and respectfully: "Teacher."

The old man said faintly: "If you are good and good, water is good, all things are not arguing, and Fang Wei, this non -Tao also ..."

Nodded

When the old man saw this, he couldn't help laughing: "Just realize it, and today you will pass you a method, name: one gasification of three clearing."

The magical power that was unable to kill in the past is so easy to come to this day.

"Why don't you?"

"Willing, willingness."

Surrying the sense of excitement, the corner of the mouth was slightly lifted.
Chapter completed!