Chapter 311

When the Lord of reincarnation said so, he closed his eyes directly.

And that's the moment.

The clouds are misty.

The great wilderness will turn over the mountain.

Cui LAN is determined by the chaos of the sea.

Kun Yi imprisoned the immortal.

The four dharmas follow the fingertips of the reincarnation Lord.

Like the surging river, it poured into song Qingshu's mind.

Just for a moment.

Song Qingshu's mind was filled with pain, like countless big stones stuffed into his head by the Lord of reincarnation.

"Song Qingshu! This is a secret technique. You can completely remember the contents of the four pieces of white paper in the shortest time. "

"What you have to do now is to hold back the pain in your mind. No matter what, you can't faint!"

Countless cold sweats fell from the head of the Lord of reincarnation, and his face was a little pale. He roared at Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu tightly pursed his lips, his veins burst on his head, and his whole face was covered with unhealthy red.

"Hurry up!"

Although song Qingshu is suffering from unimaginable pain.

But with his iron willpower.

Song Qingshu's eyes still kept a trace of clarity in the sharp pain, and never lost the will to roar.

Seeing that song Qingshu was able to speak, the Lord of reincarnation nodded with great satisfaction:

"This is like the pain of thousands of knives, but as long as you get through it!"

"Then the road ahead will be a broad road!"

At this point, the Lord of reincarnation suddenly raised his palm, which was bright and clear.

Then the Lord of reincarnation clapped directly at the forehead of song Qingshu!

Boom!

The power of a palm made the space beside Song Qing's head start to shake slightly.

Song Qingshu's eyes opened angrily, and the bright brilliance flashed in his eyes one by one, just like the stars in the sky.

After a long time.

The light in Song Qingshu's eyes just faded down

As the light in his eyes completely disappeared, a trace of blood flowed directly from Song Qingshu's mouth.

"Ha ha, it's so cool."

After a while, song Qingshu raised his right hand, wiped the blood stains from his mouth, smiled and said.

It's full of vitality. There's no sign of just bleeding.

In contrast, the Lord of reincarnation, his face is pale like paper, his feet are floating, and his Qi is like a hairspring.

It was as if a breeze could blow him to the ground.

Song Qingshu looked at the appearance of the Lord of reincarnation and thought that this insight must have consumed his endless vitality.

Then song Qingshu reached out to hold the shaky Lord of samsara and said with worry:

"Lord of reincarnation, are you okay?"

The reincarnation Lord looked up at Song Qingshu, smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"It took me nearly 500 years of cultivation to teach you these four dharmas."

"Now, even if you want to kill me, I have no strength to resist..."

At this point, the Lord of reincarnation put his hand into his clothes and groped carefully.

A moment later, the Lord of reincarnation found a token from his clothes and put it in Song Qingshu's hand.

Song Qingshu looked at the dark token like wood and jade in his hand and frowned, wondering what he meant:

"Lord of reincarnation, what are you doing?"

When the Lord of reincarnation was about to speak, a blush appeared on his pale face, and then he coughed violently:

"Cough, cough... This is... Cough, cough!"

Seeing this, song Qingshu hurriedly asked the Lord of reincarnation to sit cross legged on the ground.

Then he gently leaned his palms against the gossip on the back of the Lord of reincarnation, nourishing the body of the Lord of reincarnation with his deep and incomparable vitality.

After a while.

The Lord of reincarnation took a breath, and the unhealthy red color on his face also subsided a little.

"Well, I'm just out of breath for a while."

"Nourish others with your own strength, and your accomplishments will be affected."

The Lord of reincarnation gently got up, rejected the vitality nourishment of song Qingshu, and recovered a indifference on his face.

Song Qingshu smiled:

"The Lord of reincarnation gave me such a big gift. What if I lost several years of cultivation?"

The reincarnation Lord sneered. Just when he was about to say something, there was another itch in his throat:

"Cough, cough..."

Seeing this, song Qingshu wanted to nourish the Lord of reincarnation with his own vitality.

However, the Lord of reincarnation did not let song Qingshu close to himself, but directly and quietly ran away.

With the shadow of the Lord of reincarnation far away.

The voice of the reincarnation Lord came from the edge of the sky:

"Song Qingshu, take the baby and take the others out of here. I need a rest."

"Also, the token in your hand is the treasure to enter the reincarnation lake again. Remember to keep it well."

"When you finish your work in this world, come back with a token!"

Hearing this, song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said loudly to the place where the figure of the Lord of reincarnation disappeared:

"Lord of reincarnation, why do I have to come back?"

The Lord of reincarnation said indifferently:

"Because there are things you can't trust and problems you must solve."

"The most important thing is that the way of heaven is so!"

Let the Lord of reincarnation speak.

Song Qingshu's figure was directly forcibly transmitted out of the treasure house and returned to the eight diagrams.

With song Qingshu's figure landing.

The figure of Tangmen Valley leader, Fengjian villa leader and Pengshan ancestor also appeared on the eight diagrams.

Song Qingshu glanced gently and found that there was uncontrollable joy in the depths of the three people's eyes.

Presumably, these three people should also have obtained unimaginable opportunities in their respective treasure houses.

"Suzerain, all three of us have gained something. How about suzerain?"

The leader of Fengjian mountain villa changed his arrogance in the past, bent slightly towards song Qingshu and said curiously.

Hearing this, the valley leader of Tangmen quickly pulled the sleeve of the leader of Fengjian mountain villa and whispered:

"Bastard, if the patriarch is so powerful, what he gets must be a great opportunity!"

"Since it's a great opportunity, how can you know?"

The ancestor of Pengshan gently pinched his beard, looked at the valley master of Tangmen and joked:

"Valley leader, didn't you just say that the sect leader just got the wooden token? Shouldn't he get anything good?"

"Why are you so modest in front of the patriarch?"

Hearing the speech, the valley master of Tangmen was stunned, his face was green and red, and then he angrily said:

"Father Pengshan, don't talk nonsense. The patriarch is like the bright moon in the sky in my heart. How can it be mediocre?"

Song Qingshu looked at the three people who were going to quarrel again, smiled bitterly, shook his head, and then raised his palm:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I only got one ring. It's not a sacred thing. There's no need to fight."

It turned out that song Qingshu was forcibly thrown out of the treasure house by the Lord of reincarnation.

He grasped the gravity ring and once again greeded for the cheap of the Lord of reincarnation.

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu directly used the keepsake given by the Lord of reincarnation, waved his palm, opened the door of reincarnation space and returned to the Bank of reincarnation lake.

When song Qingshu was reincarnating by the lake.

A palm print, like thunder, came to song Qingshu.