Fairy Palace

Looking blankly, Ye Tian didn't find anyone stopping for him.

But he can be sure that he must have heard a voice call from where.

There were soldiers on horseback passing by, and the sound of horseshoes continued one after another. It seemed that thunder was blowing in the ear, but it was so far away from him.

The sound of horseshoes thundered like he clung to his heartstrings.

The ink pupil, which had been prepared before, was like a bow and arrow at the moment, accompanied by thousands of horses and horses, like a flying arrow, rushed straight into the opposing army.

The three headed people did not choose to charge, but stayed behind, watching the war quietly, and Yu Guang did not move on Ye Tian's body.

Although the three of them did not shamelessly shoot Ye Tian together, but if he wanted to shoot with Ye Tian’s means, only two giant dragons around him would be enough to let their troops lose most of their strength. After all, Ye Tian It is not surprising that the force alone can resist these thousands of troops.

But letting the army around him charge, he always stood still on the toad, his eyes were blank, and he seemed to be remembering something.

No matter how fierce the surrounding fighting is, it never reached Ye Tian.

Xiao Xuan had a puzzled face with his younger brother, but Xiao Yuan, who was the master of the family, seemed to know some hidden feelings, but his eyes looked a little murky looking at Ye Tian.

Ye Tian stood blankly, but for a few moments, he seemed to feel that tens of thousands of years had passed.

"Ye Tian..."

This calling voice kept coming into his mind, affecting his consciousness, and then he only felt black in front of him, so he was unconscious...

When the darkness in front of him disappeared, Ye Tian only felt a deep depression in his head.

"This is where?"

Ye Tian held his head down, looked around, and found that it was a fantasy space.

There was chaos all around, and I couldn't see exactly what was there.

And Ye Tian tried hard not to confuse him, vaguely found that he was not stepping on the land, although it was very solid, but it exuded a faint light, Ye Tian looked closely, but it was a mass of gray matter The general appearance of chaos.

It looks as if the wind has blown away, and is also circulating on its own, but it can't even tread.

Ye Tian subconsciously called Mirage in appreciation, but his voice didn't respond in half like a muddy sea.

"Where is this?"

Ye Tian became more and more puzzled, he walked forward, but found that no matter where he went, it was as if it were in place.

There are no iconic items, only the constantly flowing gray gas, and the sight everywhere is the same. The previous road also seems to never end.

"Ye Tian..."

And after not knowing how long he had left, the voice calling him finally sounded again, still haunting his ears.

"who are you?"

He only thought that the sound was familiar and it seemed to have been heard somewhere, but when he tried to recall it, he found that the person in memory had no matching sound.

"You forgot something..."

The voice came from leisurely, this time Ye Tian couldn't even distinguish between a man and a woman, because it began to blur, and the impression he had given to Ye Tian was gradually blurred, just remember that he was calling his name.

"Did you bring me here? What the **** do you want to tell me?"

Ye Tian struggled to make a sound, but found his voice very weak, like chanting.

His heart began to become anxious, his heart beating faster and faster, this feeling of panic, he had not experienced it for a long time.

And now the inexplicable and strange things happening in this inexplicable place made him feel it again.

"Your stuff is lost, you have to retrieve it yourself... don't forget..."

The voice still seemed to be coming from all directions, lingering in Ye Tian's ear, which had not dissipated for a long time.

"My stuff?"

Ye Tian was said by this voice, and some even began to doubt himself.

But when he tried hard to recall, he found that he did not seem to have missing memories.

But his heart was still anxious, and he was still overwhelmed by the sound, and his mind began to be confused.

It was originally because of his improper nature, but somehow, the surrounding scene seemed to be like a devil's claw, scratching in his heart.

"Damn... what are these things!"

Ye Tian snarled and pulled out Qing Jue directly to Cloud Sword and waved a sword at the empty piece in front of him.

Jian Qi has a length of several feet, directly chopped into the chaos without a trace of reaction.

Ye Tian's heart became more irritable, and he slashed several sword qi around him, but still no response.

He seemed to have been left here, unable to find his way back.

He gasped and finally stopped his movements before exhausting.

At this moment, a ray of light and a pattern finally appeared in front of my eyes.

He is familiar with the pattern, which is the Tai Chi pattern pegged between yin and yang.

"Why is this pattern in this ghost place?"

Ye Tian only thought that he was irritable. He directly cut the cloud sword to the Taiji pattern floating in the air in front of his hand. The sword went directly to divide the Taiji pattern into two halves, but the latter slowly coagulated Together.

And it seems to be provocative, and the light emitted is even worse.

The inexplicable chaotic space, the unbearable head, the suddenly appearing Tai Chi figure, and the road that never ends.

All of a sudden, Ye Tian was at a loss, and the chaos around him seemed to be wrapped not only in his body, but also in his heart.

He felt that even his own soul was deeply bound, there was no room for a struggle, and he wanted to shout loudly, but found that there was no voice at all.

The surrounding environment conveyed desperate emotions into his heart, and slowly, his heart was no longer irritable, filled with thick despair, he could not even see the road in front of him, but thought he was faint and black.

The fundamental purpose of this voice does not seem to let him find anything, just to bring him here to inject him with deep despair, let him experience this feeling of despair that is better than death.

Ye Tian just opened his mouth and wanted to breathe. He felt that he was out of breath, and big sweaty beads began to appear on his forehead, which continued to shed and wet his front flap.

The Tai Chi pattern in front of him seemed to be disturbed by the stone, emitting a wave of ripples, which turned into a wave of continuous expansion, and finally affected the moment in front of Ye Tian.

As soon as he touched Ye Tian's forehead, the latter immediately felt a clear stream, which seemed to pour into the brain from the forehead, dispelling those desperate intentions.

They also dispelled the chaos in their minds, leaving a clear picture.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at the undulating Tai Chi pattern in front of him.

The latter is like the clear water in the chaotic pond, slowly turning away the dirt, leaving Ye Tian a little breathing opportunity.

The latter looked at the Tai Chi in front of him and staggered over, trying to reach out, but found that the fingertips could directly penetrate the unreal pattern.

"Ye Tian...You should be here..."

This is the last sentence from that voice.

When the last word of this sentence came into Ye Tian's mind, the latter only felt a flicker of illusion in front of his eyes. When he recovered, he found that he had returned to the battlefield.

The surrounding scenery has not changed, the only thing that has changed is the noisy battlefield, which is now empty.

Ye Tian looked around and found that the soldiers had indeed disappeared, and the fortress in front of him was still intact.

The toad under his feet closed his eyes and lay prone on the ground. He seemed to be in a deep sleep, and the bearded man was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

The two dragons around him naturally returned to the state of Qing Jue Chongyun Sword and Flame, the latter retracted into Ye Tian's mind.

"You finally woke up."

Suddenly a voice appeared behind Ye Tian, ​​startling him.

When he recovered, he discovered that he was an acquaintance.

"How long have I been in this dream? What about the final result of the war?"

The person who appeared suddenly in front of him, wearing a white robe, was no doubt an ink pupil.

"Can I stand in front of you now and explain the situation? If I lose, I don't think the three guys on the other side will let me go easily, and of course, I won't let you go easily."

Mo Tong smiled and stood in front of Ye Tian with his hand down.

"Don't think that you can match the three people on the march."

"When I wanted to be a general under the Tubo, I also participated in a lot of battles, large and small. If it is not necessary to stay with him as a confidant, there must be a coach in the army. I’m the one."

When it comes to areas where he is good at, ink pupils naturally need not be low-key.

"Then you can search for the resources I need?"

Ye Tian asked, marching and fighting, he knew nothing about it, he still remembered why he wanted to help Mo Tong.

"This is nature."

He threw a storage bag directly from his sleeve into Ye Tian's hand. The latter checked it with his consciousness and found that there were many magic weapons in it, and even for many years he could see it as a high-level magic weapon.

"It's your intention."

Ye Tian put these magic weapons directly into the bag without hesitation, after all, they deserve it.

"Where is my follower now? If you want to go, you can't leave him with you."

Ye Tian said, jumping directly from the toad's back and asking someone for Mo Tong.

"Do you know how long you have slept here? The people around you don't dare to approach you at all. I'm afraid you are practicing. If you accidentally wake you up, you will fall into disarray."

Mo Tong said.

"You have stayed here for two big stars, are you?"

Ye Tian thought deeply and shook her head, simply not thinking about these troubles.

"You should bring him back first. Without further ado, I should go."

Ye Tian said.

"What are you doing so anxiously? I found a good thing in this fortress."

Ink pupil said.

"Not interested in."

"But is it related to reincarnation?"

"where?"

Chapter 1072 Bronze Mirror

"I can't see through that kind of thing, but I think with your eyesight you might know what it is."

The ink pupil said it was taken directly from the storage space, and the mirror looked rusty.

"Let me take a look."

Phantom's voice suddenly came from Ye Tian's mind.

The latter silently took the bronze mirror directly from the hand of the ink pupil.

The bronze mirror was cold to the touch, like a thousand years of black ice, and the cold air that exuded it made Ye Tiandu not only shudder.

"This thing looks familiar, there are two words on this mirror, you look carefully."

Mirage said.

Although Ye Tian did not give him a response, he still turned the mirror back according to his instructions. After careful observation, it was found that they were indeed two ancient characters.

Ye Tian had to **** with his hands and roughly depict the shape in the air.

"However..."

Ye Tian pronounced two words.

"There is a legend that Huangquan exists in that area, so I will say that this thing is related to reincarnation."

Ink pupil said.

"How do you know that I am interested in reincarnation."

Ye Tian looks at the former, and the relationship between the two has not yet escalated to the point of being a partner.

"After all, I have been with that guy for so long, how could I not know some secret things? And now you are in such a state, you have already seen the road, it must be not far from the truth..."

Mo Tong said that the voice became smaller and smaller, and the last half of the sentence was almost unspoken.

Ye Tian just looked at him suspiciously. Although he didn't understand what he said in the end, he didn't ask.

"This thing seems to have a mysterious power, it is indeed related to reincarnation."

Ye Tian conveyed Mirage's conclusion.

"He can let you see your predecessor, do you believe it?"

Mo Tong said suddenly.

"When I first contacted him, I thought it was an ordinary magic weapon, but when I injected energy into it, the feeling he gave me was indescribable."

He showed a distracted expression, looking at the bronze mirror, with an unspeakable strangeness in his eyes.

It seemed like there was a trace of longing and a bit of resistance. The convergence of these seemed contradictory and strange.

"If you lie to me, let you know what is the end."

Ye Tian threatened with a smile and a smile.

If there is no harm to him, it is naturally a joke. If Mo Tong still has anything wrong with him, then Ye Tian's remark is to let him weigh the consequences.

The ink pupil who is a wise man naturally knows how powerful it is, but it just reassures Ye Tian that there must be no hidden dangers.

But the shock to the mind is indeed not small.

"If the situation is urgent, I can replace your body for you, of course, if you can trust it."

Mirage said.

"I can't believe it."

Ye Tian said simply.

"But if something really happens, with you in, my body is better than falling in the hands of others."

He said, glancing at the ink pupil standing in front of him.

"The dream of the previous life..."

He murmured, but he didn't know whether this predecessor was a predecessor in his memory...

The scene in this dream is like night.

There is no moon, and the dark wind wraps the cold and eats the world.

There was no one in the open field, a lone lantern fell on the ground, the candle flame flickered, the light shimmered in the thin snow, and wavered.

As if waiting for someone to come, it seems that I can never wait again.

"Squeaky, squeaky" That was the sound of footsteps walking in the snow, the whistle of cold wind wrapped in snow, especially harsh.

The candle flame swayed, as if it was a little bit prosperous.

Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of the lantern, shimmering in light, vaguely seeing as a pair of snow-white boots.

The man stretched out his pale and thin hand and picked up the lantern that was about to die. The candlelight was in front of the man, and he saw the pale face, the hair like snow, and the clothes of Sheng Xue.

The comer is a man with a face similar to Ye Tian, ​​with white hair and white hair, and his skin is so white, like someone from the snow.

Candle flame became weaker and swaying.

It seems that it is not the person it has to wait for, the person waiting for it is coming out of the red dust.

Red clothes are better than white clothes.

"You seem disappointed... don't remember me?"

The man carrying the lantern asked, even the voice was the same as Ye Tian.

Ye Tian's real consciousness at this moment is like an outsider, silently feeling what happened before him.

Candle flame swayed for a moment, indicating ignorance.

It was too weak to speak.

The man frowned slightly, but his eyes were filled with tenderness, seeming to be distressed and helpless.

No longer speaking, he carried the lantern forward.

Slowly, the wind and snow became smaller and smaller until the world was silent. The man carried the lantern and came to a river. The strange thing was that the overwhelming snow did not know when it disappeared.

On the banks of the big river are two red flowers, which run along the banks of the river to the end of the invisible river. The river is turbid grayish yellow, and the sound of waves bursts, but it is like a lot of grievances, and it permeates the people.

A wooden bridge was set up on the river, and the other side of the bridge seemed to have a tea shed. An old-looking woman sat on the stone and cooked something.

The man stopped at the end of the bridge, and suddenly put the lantern, but the lantern did not fall, but hung in midair.

"Go..." the man whispered.

The lantern wobbled, but the candlelight fell to the ground, so he fell to the ground.

The candlelight did not go out on the ground, but rose in a flash, the light flashed, and the starlight candlelight disappeared, but there was a little girl in red, but this little girl was somewhat transparent and unreal, not like a real person.

The man looked at the girl in red blood and looked fascinated, smiled softly, stretched out her hand in pity, caressed her face, cold.

The little girl did not dodge, but her eyes were ignorant.

She remembered nothing.

"Go..." The man replied, leaning on the shoulder of the little girl and turning it towards the end of the bridge.

The little girl nodded ignorantly and walked towards the opposite bank step by step.

The man looked at his back and lost his soul.

Before the little girl walked over there, he picked up the rice paper lantern that was left behind and turned around.

The little girl arrived on the other side, but was called by the old lady.

"Little girl, drink bowl of soup and go." The old lady smiled kindly and kindly.

The little girl nodded, carrying the broth delivered by the old lady, and suddenly fell foolish. She only looked at her reflection in the soup.

The old lady did not urge, still smiling at the little girl kindly.

She drank it after thinking it through, and she watched it much more.

For another time, the little girl of Yomo finally thought through it and sipped it out.

The old lady took the bowl returned by the little girl and extended her hand to wipe the little girl's face.

"Obviously I forgot, why did I cry again?"

It turned out that the girl didn't know when she was in tears.

The old lady sighed in distress, "Did he not say he would marry you?"

The little girl was stunned.

She did not know what "marriage" was, or who "he" was, nor did she know why she was crying.

But she still smiled.

However, the smile of the pear flower with rain is more inspiring.

"Go..." The old lady repeated the man's words again.

The little girl was still ignorant, nodded obediently, and went further away.

The old lady smiled and sat back on the stone.

In fact, how can Meng Po Tang have such a wonderful effect? She has been sitting here for thousands of years, if this soup can really forget the endless world troubles. Then...how could she cross the river for thousands of years here.

For a while, the wind rose somewhere, and a crimson wave of flowers on both sides of the strait caused a lot of feelings from the old lady.

That one wins Xue Xue in white, don't miss that one wins blood in red...

This is the final picture, the sea of ​​flowers on the other side is so beautiful.

Ye Tian sighed softly and put down the bronze mirror in his hand.

"I wonder what happened to Brother Ye's previous life?"

Mo Tong looked at Ye Tian who had slowly recovered, and asked with some curiosity.

"Then it was my predecessor, but this mirror is for you to see, what you want to see."

Ye Tian said.

He is different from other people, but his predecessor himself is very clear.

Although in that dream, that person's appearance is the same as Ye Tian, ​​but this does not mean that Ye Tian himself.

"However, Huang Quanna looks like it is true, maybe the mirror is really something left from it, maybe."

Ye Tian thought of suddenly remembering the Meng Po selling soup.

If this mirror is really an object in Huang Quan, then I am afraid it can only be the old woman.

He put the mirror into his storage space, and the ink pupil saw it but didn't make a sound, but followed him with such small movements.

Ye Tian's tribute to the previous one is not a magic weapon in the storage bag that can be offset.

If he came to fight today, only he would bring those troops alone, I am afraid he would never know where he died.

Even if you don’t come today, you won’t know how many teenagers you will have until you have the ability in the future.

The emergence of Ye Tian is not just as simple as icing on the cake. It can win such an important site and lay the foundation for the future. It must be said that there will be points for him to speak in this field.

"Now that I have finished reading this magic weapon, it is better to bring my men over earlier so that I can get on the road earlier."

Ye Tiandao.

"It's unlucky to say on the road."

Mo Tong said, blowing a whistle, and then saw that the gate of the fortress was opened directly, and a person came out of it, which was a bearded man.

"I haven't seen my son for a long time, but let the little one think about it."

When the bearded man saw Ye Tian, ​​he immediately knelt down on one knee and arched his fists.

"It hurts you during this time."

Ye Tian said that he took a few samples of high-quality magic from the storage bag that Mo Tong gave him, and threw it directly to Qiu Shan.

The latter wished to immediately cast Ye Tianwu's body.

For Qiu Shanke, this is not only a magic weapon, but also a symbol of Ye Tian finally treating him as his own.