Wearing a golden dragon-patterned robe, Prince Ping quietly watched Xu Wenfeng, who was slowly flying closer accompanied by Chu Tianjiao...
The person flying over in his eyes was not Xu Wenfeng, but his lifelong confidant Bu Jingxian...
However, too many people have told him that this person is Bu Jingxian, but not Bu Jingxian.
Prince Ping read Xu Wenfeng's past resume information over and over again countless times during this period.
Who is Bu Jingxian?
In the end, he was confused by this problem.
Does the soul determine a person?
Or memory, experience, temperament behavior?
If it's the former, Xu Wenfeng should be Bu Jingxian; if it's the latter, then he is not.
He, right?
Prince Ping wanted to believe that he was, but after repeatedly looking at Xu Wenfeng's past, he could not put him together with Bu Jingxian.
Originally, he was worried that he would lose his calm when he really saw Xu Wenfeng, but he didn't expect that seeing that face and figure look so familiar, he didn't feel the way he should have.
"Nice to meet you. I've heard about the name of the leader of the Golden Dragon Clan." Xu Wenfeng saw that there was not a single entourage around King Ping, and the surrounding area was deserted and no one else was around. This kind of meeting was completely different from what he expected.
"Please—" Prince Ping calmly invited the two of them into the house.
Prince Ping's house is really just a house, and the small one is not as big as a corner of Wenfeng's dormitory.
No family members of Prince Ping were seen inside. Xu Wenfeng didn't know anything about the situation in the Soul Galaxy when he first arrived. He just felt that everything was against common sense.
Chu Tianjiao seemed to be very familiar with him. She talked to Prince Ping affectionately and gave him gifts. However, she found that Prince Ping paid close attention to Xu Wenfeng's face and looked at him frequently.
"What does the patriarch think of my husband?"
"Okay." Prince Ping nodded slightly, but behind the smile on his face was an inexplicably sad heart.
What decision does a person make?
Why did Bu Jingxian's soul become like this after a thousand years of rebirth? It's still the same face, still the familiar figure, but the look, and actions are like that of another person...
Xu Wenfeng was secretly shocked and confused. The situation was completely different from what Chu Gaoge said.
Xu Wenfeng learned from Chu Gaoge that Prince Ping and he were very good friends in the past. Prince Ping and Bu Jingxian did not belong to the same power, but they had great trust in Bu Jingxian. It can even be said that Bu Jingxian changed Prince Ping.
people.
But the calmness in front of him seemed as if he had forgotten the friendship he had.
‘The Soul Tribe is no different from other intelligent creatures... Could this person be like Li Kuang and not want me to be alive?’ Xu Wenfeng secretly made many speculations.
"I won't disturb the clan leader anymore. I have to accompany my husband to visit the White Dragon clan clan leader and the Qinglong clan clan clan leader." After sitting and chatting for a while, when Chu Tianjiao stood up to leave, Prince Ping was silent for a while, took out a Taoist Talisman and handed it to Xu Wen.
Feng said, "A late gift."
"Thank you." Xu Wenfeng accepted it and left with Chu Tianjiao.
When Xu Wenfeng flew away, he looked back and saw that Prince Ping had walked out of the house and was watching himself and Chu Tianjiao leave...
Xu Wenfeng felt even more puzzled. It seemed from Prince Ping's behavior that he didn't know him. Why was he so cold and taciturn?
"Is Prince Ping's residence so small?"
"Didn't I say it before? Everyone in the Soul Galaxy lives in the same place, and the clan leader is no exception. The place where he lives in the Soul Galaxy is just for living. I heard that it was bigger before, and with the storage talisman, there is no need for a house.
The building is huge. There is nothing luxurious here.”
Xu Wenfeng really couldn't understand. "Why didn't you see Prince Ping's wife and children?"
"Why are you at home? Everyone in the Soul Galaxy has different interests. Only people with the same interests will promote and communicate with each other every day. People with different interests basically have nothing to say. Prince Ping's wife must be in the cultivation volunteer area at this time.
"In recent years, King Ping has been in seclusion for solitary thought and only stays at home alone. His children rarely practice as volunteers, and they only come back during festivals."
Xu Wenfeng simply couldn't understand the strange situation inside the Soul Galaxy.
Chu Tianjiao giggled and said, "Look what Prince Ping gave to the Lord of Gods?"
Xu Wenfeng was actually very curious. The most powerful magical weapon in the universe was said to be in the Soul Galaxy, and the black robe told him that the strongest martial spirit was also here.
Opening the storage talisman, there is a small Gulu fruit with a hazy golden light inside, only one centimeter in diameter.
"The glowing soul fruit?" Xu Wenfeng was greatly surprised.
Chu Tianjiao was shocked and stared at it for a long time, then said in confusion, "This... this is the Gulu Guo martial spirit of the Golden Dragon Clan! Why did the Golden Dragon Clan's leader give such a precious gift to the Lord God?"
"Is this the Divine Soul Fruit Martial Spirit?" Xu Wenfeng was shocked. He never expected that the Divine Soul Fruit Martial Spirit would look like this. Thinking of Prince Ping's abnormal behavior and gifts, he felt more and more weird about it, but what he wanted most when he came to the Divine Soul Galaxy was
It’s the Divine Soul Fruit Martial Soul, and I can’t help but feel very good. “Is the Golden Dragon Clan’s Divine Soul Fruit Martial Soul the strongest among the thirteen clans?”
"Although the Gulu Guo martial arts spirits have different colors, their power is the same. Because they can all change." Chu Tianjiao was still confused. "It shouldn't be. How could the patriarch give such a precious gift to the Lord God..."
"The Divine Soul Fruit Martial Spirit is also very rare in the Divine Soul Galaxy?"
"The Divine Soul Mother Tree is born from time to time. The number of each clan is very rare. It is always kept by the clan leader. It is usually obtained by the first place in the training volunteer exchange martial arts meeting once every hundred years. Prince Ping himself also participated in three martial arts competitions.
get."
Only then did Xu Wenfeng realize that this thing was very rare and precious in the Soul Galaxy, and he was even more certain that Prince Ping knew about him.
Chu Tianjiao didn't know the truth, but she just found it incredible. "And not everyone can fuse the Divine Soul Fruit and Martial Soul. The person who gets the first place in the exchange of martial arts will be under the Divine Soul Mother Tree when he gets it. If he can't fuse it, he will be reborn again."
Leave it to the clan leader for safekeeping, and wait until this person can merge one day in the future or give it to someone who can merge, then take it out. How does the clan leader know whether the god can merge?"
Xu Wenfeng smiled and said, "It's probably because of the face of the leader of the God of War clan."
"Impossible!" Chu Tianjiao categorically denied it. She knew that Xu Wenfeng viewed this place based on the sophistication of those outside, but she knew that this place was different from other races in the universe.
"Don't think about this. I heard that the leader of the White Dragon Clan is one of the strongest masters of the Soul Clan?" Xu Wenfeng changed the subject, knowing that Chu Gaoge had not told Chu Tianjiao the truth, so of course he would not tell it either.
Chu Tianjiao was puzzled and had no choice but to think about it. "In terms of personal martial prowess... In fact, Father God is weaker than the heads of the Black Dragon, Martial God, and White Dragon clans. These three clans and the Eternal Founder God Bu Jingxian, Martial God Seven
Yue belongs to the same column. Father God practiced the King's Way back then, and his personal martial arts was not a specialization. However, I have worked hard to improve a lot over the years, so it should be about the same."
The white robe is elegant, and the handsome face is as flawless as white jade.
He looks like a scholar, with a slender and well-proportioned figure under the white robe, highlighting his unique aloof temperament.
There is no trace of turbidity in those eyes that are as clear as a clean lake and sea. They are wide and deep, but because of the clarity, it seems that you can see the bottom clearly. Therefore, it does not give people a deep and scary feeling at all. Instead, it makes people feel relaxed involuntarily, as if they want to
Plunge into the clear lake and enjoy the freedom.
This is how Ling Luo, the leader of the White Dragon Clan, feels about Xu Wenfeng.
This is a very powerful person, Xu Wenfeng commented secretly, and he is also a person who is difficult to see in the universe.
During the battle of the cosmic races, Xu Wenfeng had only seen eyes with colors such as passion, grief, scars, sadness, gloominess, etc. The only one with clean and clear eyes was Heng Yi, but the eyes of the leader of the White Dragon Clan in front of him
But it was even clearer, so clear that he couldn't believe it.
He couldn't help but think of a state of mind that Hong once said, a state that he had never seen before - a state of understanding, where people and the universe and nature are integrated everywhere. Therefore, the heart is the universe and nature, and the universe and nature is its heart. Therefore, it itself has become pure.
Colorless, lakes and seas can be merged into its color, pitch black can be merged into its color, and its spiritual changes are endless. It seems to be seen at a glance, but in fact it is impossible to see through, because the changes are as complex as the nature of the universe.
When Chu Tianjiao came forward to salute affectionately and Ling Luo smiled, his clear eyes were filled with the love of an elder for a younger generation, and that clarity turned into pure kindness.
At this moment, Xu Wenfeng was even more certain that this was the kind of person Hong mentioned, and he couldn't help but feel secretly awestruck.
"Clan leader, he is Xu Wenfeng, my husband."
Ling Luo pressed his palm on his forehead as a salute and said, "Welcome to the White Dragon Clan."
Xu Wenfeng hurriedly responded with the Divine Soul Ceremony, feeling quite uneasy. The people and things in the Divine Soul Galaxy were all strange. Suddenly, he was faced with someone like Ling Luo who he had never seen before. He couldn't find out the truth and could only hide himself.
Observe carefully.
"Is the clan leader practicing magic skills?" Chu Tianjiao asked tentatively. Seeing Ling Luo smiling and nodding, she pouted and said, "Isn't it a coincidence? Then don't disturb the clan leader's practice. Hehe, is the Qinglong clan clan leader in retreat?"
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"No. But the clan should not be around at the moment. Tianjiao can take Xu Wenfeng around first."
"Well! We'll come back to disturb you when the clan leader is free." Chu Tianjiao said goodbye with a courtesy. Xu Wenfeng, who was standing by him, didn't expect that this time he would be in a more hurry than meeting Prince Ping, but he had no reason to stay. When he was about to leave, Ling
Luo handed over a storage talisman. "A belated gift, including the thoughts of the Qinglong Clan Chief."
These words are exactly the same as what King Ping said.
The attitude also made Xu Wenfeng feel very similar...
"Thank you, clan leader. We will go to the Qinglong Clan to express our gratitude in person later."
When leaving, Xu Wenfeng turned around and found that Ling Luo had also walked out, watching him and Chu Tianjiao fly away like Prince Ping...
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After Xu Wenfeng and Chu Tianjiao flew into the teleportation array and left, a beautiful figure wearing a white dress and a white gauze covering her face came out of Ling Luo's room.
The two of them stood at the door together, looking at the direction Xu Wenfeng left. For a long time, the woman in a white dress raised her hands, covering her mouth and nose under the veil, sobbing softly...
