The huge divine consciousness turned into a trickle and slowly flowed into the sea of consciousness of the black-haired boy.
The shattered sea of knowledge along the way began to recover slowly, some potholes were filled in, and the black-haired boy's divine sense returned to his body, and when he saw the tragic situation in the depths of the sea of knowledge, his face changed suddenly.
Now the loss is too bad, if you want to restore this, you have to repair it until the Year of the Ox and the month of the horse.
The young man thought quietly, and after a moment, he sighed and said, "It seems that the only way to look for the Heavenly Master is to see if there is any elixir that will restore the soul." ” Looking up at the endless void, the indifferent young man's face showed a touch of sadness, he had long known that the black shadow was not his father, but so what, after all, he really raised himself.
It's a pity that he didn't expect that the other party just wanted to take away and get his body.
Originally, he thought that he could handle it calmly, but when it really happened, he suddenly discovered that the seven emotions and six desires would still be affected.
If you want to take credit for his credit, he can't do it.
"If he is not his father, then who is his father" The indifferent young man pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, stared at the invisible rules of heaven and earth, and began to deduce.
He didn't know that he had left a soul mark in his body, it was just a memory of his previous life.
Now that sigil has fulfilled its mission, it is gone.
The black-haired boy was deducing, and at a certain moment, his face suddenly changed wildly, and his two fingers exploded automatically, and a mysterious force directly blasted into his flesh.
He hurriedly cast his ghostly body.
It took more than 70 kinds of body techniques in a row to dodge.
Hey, the black-haired boy took a long breath of cool air, looked at the two severed fingers on his hand, and a thick sense of shock surged in his eyes.
It is impossible to speculate who his biological father is, and even his current cultivation has been counterattacked.
Terrible, this is his comment to his old man.
Since his father is not easy to start, the black-haired boy decides to start with his mother.
Before he could do that, though, he needed to treat his severed finger.
The Emperor level and the Emperor level are two completely different realms.
When they reach the emperor level, their bodies are comparable to divine soldiers, and they are no longer like the emperor level, like Xiao Qiang, who can't be killed, their physical bodies have become stronger, and the true yuan will be more condensed.
Therefore, it is difficult to restore the physical body, and it must be supported by a strong legal decision.
Of course, the injuries suffered by the black-haired boy were only minor injuries and not too difficult.
If it's a broken body, it's not that simple.
A day later, the black-haired boy stood up with a pale face and said coldly, "This holy soldier turned out to be the murderer of my mother, it's really damned."
His fist slammed into a flying meteorite, and a stream of light enveloped the meteorite.
Time seemed to stand still, and the meteorite flying at high speed immediately froze in the void, and at a certain moment suddenly turned into countless small stone grains, and finally fell one after another.
The father couldn't deduce, the mother died, and the clues were all broken at once.
The boy looked up at the sky, and when he saw one of the brighter stars, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore as if he had been blessed with a blessing to his soul.
After a moment, he muttered, "He used to call my name no longer available, and from today onwards, my name will be replaced by this star." ” After a while, the black-haired boy said excitedly: "By the way, from today onwards, my name will be Ziwei." ” In the past few days, I've been too busy for work, and I can't resist it, so it's just a thousand words, so everyone will take care of it
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