Chapter 727: Forgotten Dao
"What do you mean?" Ding Huan looked at Xing Jia in confusion. He didn't understand what Xing Jia said.
Xing Jia didn't find it strange that Ding Huan didn't understand what he said. It would be strange if he could understand it.
"Do you know the path of reincarnation?" Xing Jia asked.
Ding Huan wanted to say that he knew, he had comprehended some of the laws of reincarnation...
But then he realized that what he had comprehended were only insignificant fragments of the billions of laws of reincarnation.
There is nothing that cannot be done, only things that people cannot think of. The tuition here is 100 million RMB per year, which does not include other miscellaneous fees, but only the admission fee. This expensive tuition alone makes many families forget to stop.
At this time, not only Fan Ji was laughing, even Ling Zun looked at Zhang Fan in astonishment, as if he was very surprised by his words, and his pair of red eyes turned a few times, revealing a trace of fluctuation.
"We have already sent someone to do it, great leader." Seeing the two colleagues who were being scolded keeping their heads down and keeping silent, Niu Keshen quickly took over the conversation.
No matter how many people tried to stop him or how Tian Ning tried to comfort him, he just held the body tightly in his arms.
When the Yaksha King said this, he frowned. Even he felt disgusted. He put his fist against the tip of his nose and didn't even want to look at Ren Ruguang.
Jifa knew in his heart that these were just excuses. The reason why he didn't want to go was not because he was so pure and noble, nor was it because he was shameless and pretended to be a saint.
"Then, I'll go down first." After saying that, the middle-aged man saw that Xiao Yichen's face was not very good, so he didn't continue talking and obediently left.
"What's the reason?" Ren Jingchu choked up, and refused to bow to Nangong Meining no matter what. She stared with her eyes and tried to pull her hand out of Nangong Meining's hand.
His heart seemed to be in garbled. Hua Qianshi let go of Qian Huang. Looking at his face which was exactly the same as his own, he didn't know what to say. He stroked his face with his hand, and his fingers touched his lips. He couldn't help but rub them with his fingertips.
It is said that the strong can control time and space at will, but he has never heard of anyone in the Six Realms with such strength. However, the Thousand Emperor in front of him can travel through time and space so freely, so he can't help but be afraid.
Feng Xi thought about it for a while and it seemed to be the case. As long as she was with Liu Yi, she would forget that she was five thousand years old.
I unconsciously leaned forward to ask him some method, but at a close distance, Gao Cheng's outline was three-dimensional and hazy under the yellow light above his head, and his eyebrows and eyes were clear. I couldn't help but lose my concentration and even forgot the question on my lips, staring blankly.
Quan Shengnan casually set up a barrier so that the six ghosts who were listening attentively could not hear her voice.
"I now remember, is your brother missing?" Lao Wei felt that he had not made himself clear just now, so he repeated it.
But what he couldn't understand was that even if he didn't say it, he would know it sooner or later, so why should he do this?
Then Liu Shengqiang walked to the stairs and saw the monster's body lying on the stairs, still twitching.
"Aren't you going to treat me to dinner?" Fan Ru Ru walked up to me and looked at me with a smile.
"Eh?! What? You don't even know how strong you are? Can't you feel it?" Ruth said, looking at him in surprise.
I looked at Da Zhou, wanting to know his next plan. Chen Le and I didn't know much about this operation, and we didn't want to know anything. Because knowing something would arouse my extremely strong curiosity.
"Well, don't worry. I need to ask you something." Long Kun slowly cleaned the old tea leaves in the teapot, added new tea leaves with a teaspoon, and placed it on the tea tray, but his eyes were fixed on the kettle, watching the steam bubbling out of it.
After a while, the vortex dissipated, the spiritual energy disappeared, and an immortal gate was completely located above the Taoist platform.