The fox fairy's brows furrowed slightly, and he was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "How is his strength?"
I, Qiao Junfan, and Ji Haiqi joined forces.I took a deep breath and continued, "And I feel that his strength is not at its peak.Once he recovers his peak, I'm afraid it won't be much weaker than his bones" The fox fairy was silent for a moment: "He wants to recover his peak."
It's not that easy, I'm afraid. ”I nodded, walked towards the black tent with the fox fairy, and then said softly: "That's true, living from death is a very remarkable thing.He has been dead for many years.If you want to recover to the peak all at once, where is it so easy" "Not necessarily" The fox fairy was silent for a moment: "If he doesn't follow the right path" I was stunned for a moment.There is good and evil in the Tao, just as there is good and evil in man.Good people generally follow the right path.And the wicked generally follow the evil path.If Ding Chenghai is going step by step, it is indeed a very troublesome thing to restore to the peak of strength.But we have overlooked one thing, he is also an outsider.And the spirit of Taoism.If you talk about following the evil path, I'm afraid that it won't take long before you will completely recover your cultivation.However, all things in heaven and earth must be given and gained.The cycle goes on and on, but there are countless connections between each other.If he really goes the wrong way, I am afraid that heaven and earth will not tolerate it at that time."
No" I frowned slightly: "He shouldn't have such great courage" "This is really not certain" The fox fairy shook his head slightly: "If he really has no idea at all, I'm afraid he won't be resurrected."
Moreover, you must have heard such a legend" I looked at the fox fairy, I didn't know what to say for a while, and my brows wrinkled slightly: "You say it first" "If you say, after a person has died for many years, he will be resurrected."
Then this person though has the memories of the deceased, the thoughts.However, it's a completely different person," the fox fairy looked at me with straight eyes, and then said softly.I felt my whole body tremble suddenly, and I didn't know what to say for a while, and stared blankly at the fox fairy in front of me.There is indeed such a speculation.It is said that it was proposed by a Buddha.When he was practicing, he proposed a new realm of eternal relics.It's just that because I don't know much about the Buddhist scriptures, I don't know much about them.However, I have heard the story.If anything, this theory really works.So now Ding Chenghai, although the Fa, memory, and even his body are all before.But he has completely become a different person.It is not so easy to live from death.Even if it's the Tree of the Immortals.It is also very difficult to reverse this process.And Ding Chenghai was born from death, if he didn't pay any price, I wouldn't believe it at all.I let out a long breath.looked at the fox fairy in front of him: "If this story is true, then things are in trouble."
The fastest way to recover your soul is to absorb it.And the purer the spirit, the better," I frowned."
No, we have to find a way to contact Huo Chenming."
My brow furrowed.This time, no matter what, Huo Chenming must be notified.There's no way I can control too much.After all, one person's power is limited.However, if all the people of the Mysterious Investigation Bureau are dispatched, there may be unexpected gains.The fox fairy glanced at me: "Do you need my help?"
"Hmm."
You need to help me get in touch with someone.Only through him can we contact Huo Chenming" I looked at the fox fairy and said softly.The fox fairy nodded: "It's okay, I'll leave this to me" After speaking.The figure turned into an afterimage, and then slowly disappeared there.After the fox fairy left, my brow furrowed.Ding Chenghai's matter has a lot to do with me.Moreover, I need to understand that Ding Chenghai is really resurrected from the branches of the Immortal God Tree, and what is hidden behind the resurrection from death.In the hundreds of years since he died, I am afraid that the Ding family has been working hard.He wants to resurrect his ancestors.Even, relying on the wings of the Tianmen Qiao family, I am afraid it is only a small part of their plan.If it weren't for our sudden intrusion this time, I'm afraid their plan would have succeeded.The breeze blows gently, and on the mountain, the flower bones look very beautiful, and spring is coming, and everything wakes up from its slumber.At the same time awakened.And then there are the hearts of those who are ready to beat.This spring, I'm afraid it won't be too peaceful.I let out a sigh of relief, and let my mind settle down.At this time, the mountain people also came up the mountain."
Go back and rest," the mountain man saw me.Straight to the point.I glanced at him: "I'm not sleepy yet" and "I'm going to have a busy morning tomorrow morning." ”The mountain man looked at me, paused and whispered, "You don't want Master Zhang to be buried when you look tired," I was stunned for a moment and looked at him.The mountain man waved his hand, as if chasing flies, and said: "Go back" I immediately laughed dumbly, but I also knew that the mountain man was for my good, so he nodded slightly: "Cheng, then you should be careful at night" "Don't get in the way" The mountain man nodded: "Go ahead" I also went down the mountain road.I have to say that although I don't feel it when I am in the mountains, I feel a heavy sleepiness when my body is just touched by the pillow, and I can't describe that feeling.I yawned, and as soon as it was dark, I fell asleep.In my sleep, I seemed to be able to see a person waving to me slightly, but strangely, I couldn't see his face clearly, it looked like his father, but finally.Suddenly, white hairs began to appear on his body.The white hair continued to spread, as if it was a huge monster, completely devouring his father's figure at that moment."
No," I yelled, and suddenly woke up from my bed.Night.It's very heavy.I looked at my watch, and it was already past three o'clock in the morning.It was a long night's sleep, and I swallowed a mouthful of foam and felt my mouth dry.hurriedly picked up the bowl of herbal tea beside the bed, and poured it into his mouth.I gasped for breath, only to realize that my body was already soaked in cold sweat.I took a deep breath and didn't know what to say.That dream seemed to indicate something, but it was completely different.My brow furrowed, and I put on my shoes.Then he put on his clothes, pushed open the door and walked out.I want to go to An Yayu, I need to ask what is going on.All of a sudden, I felt that things weren't as simple as I had expected.I took out my father's clothes.At that moment, a pigeon suddenly landed in front of me.I was stunned for a moment, this is Yurou's pigeon.I was a little curious, picked up the pigeon and looked at it carefully.It was found that it had a very thick ball of paper tied to its feet.In fact, the average flying pigeon book rarely uses paper balls.Even if you use paper balls, you will wrap them in bamboo tubes and the like, and you are afraid that in the process of flying, you will encounter rain and snow.In this way, the gains outweigh the losses.However, this paper ball is obviously relatively large, and there is no suitable bamboo tube.I dismantled the paper ball and put the pigeon in the air.Then I opened the paper ball, but the contents on it made me a little shocked.couldn't help but smile and said: "Yu Shaobai, Yu Shaobai, is there anything else in this world that you can't guess?"
Even though it was only one name, I recognized it at a glance.This should be a letter that my father once wrote to Yu Shaobai.However, Yu Shaobai only cut a small part.But that's enough.As long as they corroborate each other, they can conclude whether the handwriting on his father's clothes is his own handwriting
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