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Chapter 716 Lost

Ye Feng followed an elder from the underworld to the bottom of the dungeon.

At this time, the underworld elder looked with a hint of respect and said: "Master Ye Feng, the Scroll of Reincarnation is in the stone room in front. You can just walk in, and I won't follow. The power of the Scroll of Reincarnation in the Dream of Reincarnation,

My old bones can’t bear it.”

Ye Feng smiled slightly and said: "Then I'll trouble you, elder, to notify the Human Emperor Peak of Poseidon Academy and let my senior masters from the Human Emperor Peak come to the underworld during the time when I enter the Scroll of Reincarnation to practice."

The underworld elder immediately promised: "Master Ye Feng, don't worry, I will definitely notify you."

Whoosh!

After saying that, the underworld elder jumped up and disappeared from where he was.

At this time, Ye Feng was looking at the small stone room in front of him.

In addition to the Earthly Emperor's Script, the other most precious treasure in the underworld, the Scroll of Reincarnation, is in this stone chamber.

This reincarnation scroll is simply a cultivation accelerator for practitioners in the martial arts holy realm.

Because after a warrior enters the holy realm of martial arts, especially the third holy realm, he will have a very huge bottleneck in his practice.

This bottleneck of cultivation is the Mystery of Life and Death and the Mystery of Reincarnation, which correspond to the last two levels of the Holy Realm of Martial Arts, the Holy Realm of Life and Death and the Holy Realm of Reincarnation.

If the secret of life and death is relatively easy for ordinary practitioners, or even young top geniuses like Ye Feng, to understand, then the secret of reincarnation is really very difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Because the secret of life and death can at least be achieved at the critical moment of life and death. In the experience of life and death, if you experience this kind of understanding of the thin line between life and death, you can step into the holy realm of life and death.

But the fifth holy realm at the end of the martial arts holy realm, the holy realm of reincarnation, is something that very few people can comprehend.

The mystery of reincarnation is inherently profound. How can ordinary people have the opportunity to understand the feeling of reincarnation?

But now, Ye Feng has a great opportunity right in front of him, that is, to enter the reincarnation scroll and experience reincarnation.

"Whether we can break through to a new level before the final battle and achieve a more powerful combat power depends on this reincarnation scroll."

Ye Feng thought to himself, and then his eyes became very firm, and he directly pushed open the stone door and entered the small stone room.

Ye Feng immediately saw that in the middle of the stone room, on a small stone platform, an ancient scroll was turning gently, emitting a faint hazy light.

And almost at this moment.

"Buzz!"

The space changed rapidly, and Ye Feng suddenly saw that the stone chambers around him disappeared.

Instead, he looked around and was surprised to find that he was standing in a small dilapidated wooden house.

On the wall of the wooden house, some bacon was tied with a mud rope. In the corner, there was some charcoal in a small brazier, which was burning slowly.

"It's so real. I'm already in a dream created by the Scroll of Reincarnation."

Ye Feng thought to himself. He looked down and found that his hands turned into the hands of a child who was no more than eight or nine years old.

At this time, Ye Feng walked to a bronze mirror in the wooden house and saw his own face in the bronze mirror. It was a black-haired boy wearing a shabby rough shirt, and he looked a bit honest.

"Is this the first life I have experienced? Becoming a child in an ordinary village."

At this time, a name appeared in Ye Feng's mind. It was his name in this life, and it was called: Er Lengzi.

"You idiot, come out quickly. The village chief is going to tell us a story. Don't you like listening to stories the most? Come out and come with me!"

Suddenly at this time, a little girl's voice sounded outside the dilapidated wooden house.

"Squeak."

Ye Feng opened the door of the house, and a very peaceful village appeared in his field of vision.

Hoo ho ho!

Under the dark sky, patches of goose-feather-like snow were falling.

Outside the snow-covered wooden house, a cute little girl in red clothes was waving to Ye Feng.

"Wan'er."

Ye Feng spoke up and showed a smile.

In the dream world of the Scroll of Reincarnation, Ye Feng is given a new identity and memory.

So at this moment Ye Feng called out the name of the little girl in red in front of him.

"Brother Erluzi, let's leave quickly, otherwise the village chief's grandfather's story will be almost finished."

The little girl in red stepped forward, stretched out her little hands that were red from the cold, pulled Ye Feng and walked towards the center of the village.

There, under a huge wooden courtyard, an old man wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket was telling a dozen or so village children around him vividly the story of his life outside.

"The general I followed, Zhang Feihong, was really born with supernatural power. He once held a big halberd and killed seven in and seven out of the enemy's army without getting hurt. One man could fight with a hundred soldiers...

"

The old man was talking, and when he got excited, the old man's old and turbid eyes showed a light that seemed to be young and passionate, and he banged the pipe in his hand vigorously...

"Is this really a dream? It's so real..."

Ye Feng listened to the chatter around him. At this time, he stretched out his hand and touched the snowflakes falling from the sky. It was very cold.

In this life, Ye Feng was just a mortal from an ordinary village. He wanted to embark on a path of spiritual practice, but he did not have any talent.

In the end, he married a wife and had children. Eighty-nine years later, he lay on the hospital bed. Amidst the painful cries of his descendants, he closed his eyes peacefully and passed away...

"Buzz!"

Suddenly the scene changed, Ye Feng's spirit went cold, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Am I alive again?"

After waking up from his old death just now, Ye Feng obviously hasn't adapted yet.

After all, that was a lifetime of nearly a hundred years.

He looked around at this time and found that it was no longer the dilapidated village, but an antique study.

At this time, Ye Feng was lying on a desk, as if he had just woken up.

In front of him, there were piles of books, exuding a faint fragrance of ink.

"Dong dong dong!"

Suddenly, a serious old master came over, frowned, and tapped Ye Feng's table hard with his ruler.

The old master said: "Liu Haoran, pay attention when listening to the lectures. You will go to Beijing to take the exam in a few months, but you still doze off every day. This is not good. Although your father is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy,

But he can't help you cheat, let you win the election, and become a high-ranking official..."

At this time, there were many other students around, both male and female, all dressed as feather fans and scarves. They were holding books in their hands, shaking their heads, and were studying hard.

"In this life, I actually became a scholar, named Liu Haoran..."

Ye Feng murmured and began to read the book in his hand.

"Studying hundreds of volumes of classics and history is not just for fame and fortune, but also for inheritance and persistence in knowledge..."

The old master's voice rang out, explaining the principles of reading.

At this time, Ye Feng was reading and looking outside the study. It was a spring day, the sunshine was quiet and beautiful, the flowers were bright and the willows were bright. Many students in the college were reading poems and books, and there seemed to be a bell ringing in the distance.

Peace and tranquility…

Gradually, Ye Feng felt a little confused and couldn't tell whether everything was reality or fantasy.

The hundred years of his first life were too long, so long that Ye Feng almost forgot his true identity.

The peace and tranquility of the second life finally made Ye Feng's spirit almost lost in the reincarnation of this life...


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