Refining Heaven and Earth

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

The physical trauma had already recovered, and Jian Jingtian had to admire Fang Bai's physical strength. It took him more than two years to recover the physical trauma.

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

Divine spirit, there must be something wrong with the divine spirit!

Knowing that something was wrong with the soul, the sword was shocked but he didn't dare to move.

In normal times, entering the sea of ​​knowledge is not a big deal, but it is different now. With a little carelessness, Fang Bai may fall into a state of utter danger.

Even more frightening is that Fang Bai has changed over the past three years.

The breath changes constantly, sometimes like a newborn baby, sometimes like a young boy who is full of vitality, and sometimes like an old man with a long life.

"What the **** is going on?" Jian Jingtian was almost going crazy, he never heard of it, and even read a lot of books for this, without any records.

"Ugh!"

Jian Jingtian sighed and turned to Fang Bai, murmured: "Did the old man read you wrong? You have a lot of luck and an uncertain atmosphere on your body, wait!"

Just when Jian Jian was anxious, Fang Bai seemed to be in reincarnation.

Reincarnation, past and present, alternating generations, the old life is gone, and the new life is born. There is no difference except for the memory of a lifetime in the back of the mind.

The reincarnation of the sixteenth century experienced the vicissitudes of the world, and before the sixteenth century, it seemed to be cut out of thin air without any trace, just like it appeared in thin air.

"Why is this so?" Fang Bai was puzzled.

Including the past and present life, there are eighteenth generations. In addition to the previous life's death from Fu Bo, the present life has not died, and the previous sixteenth generation will be dead.

It is not easy to do this in a world of great power.

There is a special place in the reincarnation of the sixteenth century, floods!

No one even lived in the floods. Why?

As if there was a destiny in the meditation, it seems that something is playing with his trajectory, time and time again, time after time.

Fang Bai felt only a splitting headache, a scream sounded, and sat up sharply.

"this is?"

Fang Bai looked up, and the divine thoughts quickly dispersed, and suddenly found that he was awake, and somehow came out of the spirit.

"You finally woke up!"

Jian Jingtian sighed, came slowly in front of him, and whispered, "Is it all right?"

"It's all right!"

Fang Bai shook his head, always feeling that something was wrong, and he couldn't say clearly.

He got up to the ground, stepped out, a vicissitudes came, Fang Bai finally knew what was wrong.

The soul seems to have experienced the reincarnation of the sixteenth century, 89,000 years!

It is tantamount to more than 89,000 years of experience and experience, and the vicissitudes of life have sprung up.

Now he is like an old monster who has lived 90,000. The strange feeling makes him laugh and he can't help but think of it.

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

Fang Bai turned back and smiled, "Isn't it worth the joy of the rest of the life after the disaster?"

"Uh…"

Jian Jingtian shook his head silently, and suddenly said loudly: "Hurry them out, you should wait for more than three years."

"Three years?"

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

Jian Jingtian became more and more speechless, "How long do you want?"

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

The divine thoughts swept away, Yingmuyu, Tianxing, Tianyue appeared out of thin air, and the three looked at Fang Bai at the same time, and found that he was not a big deal except for his strange atmosphere.

call!

The three breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, but found that Fang Bai stayed in place and seemed to be thinking about something.

At this moment, Fang Bai's head was roaring and shocking!

"How could divine thought be so powerful?"

Fang Bai couldn't imagine how powerful his thoughts would be. How powerful is Jian Jian's thoughts? Fang Bai had no doubt that his current devotion was stronger than Jian Jingtian, and it was more than that.

"Soul?"

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

"Does the XVI reincarnation make God's thoughts so powerful?"

Fang Bai couldn't believe it, but God's thoughts were really powerful and could not be done with falsehood.

Shaking his head, crying and laughing, he thought of the three of them, turned around and looked at him, and saw the three of them staring blankly at him. Even Jian Jian was aware of something strange.

"who are you?"

When Ying Muyu asked lightly, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, Tianxing and Tianyue pulled away, and they were ready to start at any time. Even Jian Jingtian's complexion became dignified.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Bai was quite sure that he was awake, not in the memory of the soul. How could Ying Muyu speak in this tone? What's more, Tianxing and Tianyue also looked like they were about to move.

"You are Wen Wanyang?"

Win Muyu's expression became more and more cold, the four of them surrounded Fang Bai in the middle, and they had to start at any time.

"This…"

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Fang Bai instantly understood what was going on. It must be that the breath of vicissitudes around him was too weird, because one's breath was difficult to disguise.

Because of the vicissitudes of his body, no tens of thousands of years of experience can't do it, and how long has he lived in this past life and life?

It's not surprising that Win Muyu has such an idea, and he can't explain it.

"Do you feel like Wen Wanyang?" Fang Bai reluctantly said, his breath was completely different from Wen Wanyang, how could it be him?

At that time, Wen Wanyang blew himself up, and the spirit followed him, and there will never be Wen Wanyang in the world.

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

Fang Bai really didn't know how to explain it, but said helplessly: "Well, you can go into my knowledge of the sea and see if you know?" Other things can be fake, but the spirit can't do fake.

"it is good!"

Ying Muyu's divine thoughts were about to spread, and only heard the sword shocked and said, "Let me come."

"casual!"

Fang Bai was helpless. At this moment, even Jian Jingtian didn't believe him. He was obviously worried that he would sneak in to win Mu Yu, and wanted to try it himself.

Open-minded, let Jian Jingtian's thoughts enter the sea of ​​knowledge unhindered. After experiencing this, Fang Bai had unreserved trust in Jian Jingtian.

If Jian Jingtian does anything bad for him, he will never wake up.

Feeling the sword's shocking thoughts, Fang Bai realized that his thoughts were stronger than expected.

The spirit took the initiative to come out from the depths of the sea of ​​understanding, unless there is more and more condensed, there is not much difference.

"Master!"

The spirit was exactly what Fang Bai looked like, bowing down.

"Really you?"

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

"Let's go out and talk."

Although the truth was a little strange, Fang Bai felt that he had spoken well, so that everyone would never doubt it.

Exiting from the sea, Jian nodded in shock, and the three faces of Win Muyu flashed doubts.

"Sit down and tell you slowly."

Fang Bai reached out and gestured. When everyone sat down, he rationalized his thoughts before slowly speaking.