"Master, your breath of life is so weak … You taught me that Yuan Mu is so powerful that you should be able to live longer than me?" The ancient ice-green trees creaked and shook their branches.

"Can you live forever?"
"Can’t" white-haired fairy shook his head.
"What?"
"Tired," the white-haired fairy caressed Xueying’s white branches and leaves. "I’m too tired to live forever, and now I should rest."
"Master, are you leaving here?" Ice green trees asked.
"Rest is not separation". The white-haired fairy flicked the branches with her fingertips. "I … have finished my work, so naturally I have to rest."
"Then when will you wake up?"
"I will wake up when you grow up."
“……”
I don’t believe it when the old ice tree shakes its branches and leaves.
How can the master’s strength be tired?
"Then what shall I do?" Ice green trees can’t understand can ask so.
The white-haired fairy paused and looked at the distance.
"How do you say people wake up when they are asleep?"
"Fell asleep? Every time I fall asleep, my master wakes me up. Oh, I see. Should I wake my master then? "
The white-haired fairy shook her head slightly.
"So someone came to wake the master?"
White-haired fairy zheng eyes reveal a moment of confusion.
Who seems to be confused to wake me up?
"Who is that?"
"When the time comes … if anyone can come here, who is it?" The white-haired fairy closed her eyes and lay down.
The branches and leaves of the ancient green trees lying on the ice quickly elongated, and a grass bed caught the white-haired fairy.
It’s a pity that people caught the dissipated Yuan God and life, but scattered into little lights from the gaps in several branches and leaves and flew into the void.
This is the end of the picture
"Is willing to reincarnation …"
"It’s dissipation, not karma … it’s the soul of life …"
"The soul of an immortal who has lived through VII …"
Wang Mu murmured.
That little bit of light flew into the virtual picture and disappeared, and the surroundings became dark in an instant, and the light slowly combined into a hazy but familiar figure in the virtual picture.
Wang Mu was slightly shocked.
He saw clearly who that figure was.
Or see clearly who is the only light in the dark in the dreamland of many previous lives.
No wonder it is so vague …
"is this where I came from?"
Even if I have guessed it, there are waves in my heart.
Wang Mu closed his eyes and recalled seeing bits and pieces …
The former fairy mansion should not be finished starting, but now it takes ten years to repair the large array of fairy mansion before it is officially started.
Only in this way can we see these memories …
Wang Mu walked in front of the ice-green ancient trees.
"Are you coming to wake the master?" Ice green trees asked.
"Give it a try."
Wang Mu took out the nine-turn reincarnation Dan body JingXie rolling and counting into it.
According to Mo Xinlan, this elixir needs its own JingXie to be effective …
When the white-haired fairy found the ink heart blue, there were not many pictures, but Wang Mu knew that it must have been in the nine-turn reincarnation Dan Ji
"Maybe need not JingXie … is a own strength …"
There is no need to add his extra strength to Samsara Dan’s success.
One possibility of needing Jingxue is to have one’s own breath.
This is the white dress of Bingqing Ancient Tree Department, lying quietly with ice branches and snow leaves forming a bed.
Dan entrance Shen guang Wei Zhan
The breath of life is like showers, and it is as condensed as essence. The stars are scattered around and the ice walls around it are gorgeous.
It was a long time before the white clothes moved at all.
Wang Mujing waited for a few days, but there was still no change. The light dissipated …