All of this is not in a dream, but Jiang Feng experienced step by step, and at this time in this world, there is only one possibility, Xiao Liudao's reason!
"What I have entered is the realm of the small Liudao people. Everything I see now is the place I have been. It should be the realm of humans that has stolen the memory in my brain." Jiang Feng finally asserted.
This is a very terrifying method, which makes him feel like his whole body is seen through. Fortunately, it is not a warrior who used this method to obtain his memory, otherwise it would be too terrifying.
But even if the little Liudao itself had acquired the world in his memory, it was still terrifying. At least the person who created the little Liudao had an idea that was against the sky, and he would actually imitate the heavens to create a little Liudao.
Now that he knew that Xiao Liudao had stolen the memory in his mind, and then projected the world, Jiang Feng was relieved, he walked in Yudi City, with a mentality of looking back at the past.
As for why Yudi City appeared instead of Jiuyou Holy City, nor other ancient cities, according to Jiang Feng's speculation, it should be Yudi City that is more important in his memory, so the memory is deep and it is most likely to be stolen.
Of course, it may also be random. For Jiang Feng, all of this is no longer important.
At this moment, Jiang Feng's eyes suddenly condensed, and he saw a familiar figure.
In the crowded street in front of him, there is a young man with an extraordinary temperament, fair-skinned, looks like a woman, holding a feather fan, dangling on the street, his eyes watching the beauty passing by from time to time.
"Nangong Fan!" Jiang Feng shouted unexpectedly, but Nangong Fan didn't seem to hear his shouting, and didn't react at all.
Jiang Feng strode forward, and within a moment, he was close to Nangong Fan, and once again shouted: "Nangong Fan!"
The sound waves exploded, and even people hundreds of meters away should have heard clearly.
However, Nangongfan still did not respond.
Until this time, Jiang Feng finally realized that something was wrong, he strode forward and stopped in front of Nangongfan, but Nangongfan turned a blind eye to him, stepped forward and passed directly through the body.
"My body is nothingness!" Jiang Feng was stunned in place, as if he was struck by lightning in his head, and for a moment he wanted to understand what was going on.
The human world of the small six realms can directly copy the memory of the person who stepped into it, but the copied person cannot appear in the copied world in real flesh, but can watch this world.
This feeling is like a ghost, and the touch that brings Jiang Feng is very big. This is still the case of the lack of the small six ways, if it is a complete small six ways, wouldn’t it be possible to change the past world at will and bring all people or Things change, and you can travel between the past and the future at will
Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but breathe in the air. This is no longer a category that his realm can understand. It has already involved the laws of heaven and earth, and even the vague and ethereal definitions of the past and the future.
Until this time, Jiang Feng had reason to believe that the people who created the Little Six Ways really wanted to create a complete world, not just playing around, and definitely not bluffing.
Jiang Feng asked himself, even before he died, when the generation of Canglan Continent killed the gods, he didn't have the courage to create the Six Ways of Heaven and Earth.
After walking for a long time in Yudi City, Jiang Feng’s mind body stopped. He meditated in the endless wasteland, comprehending the world with his mind, not by letting the world envelop the mind, but by letting the mind surpass the realm of man. on.
Slowly, Jiang Feng's thoughts returned to the body, Yudi City, countless figures, buildings, vast worlds, and endless wilderness. At this moment, in the world of Jiang Feng's thoughts, it is just a picture.
When this picture became a memory point in his mind, Jiang Feng opened his eyes, and a faint light flickered, as if there were stars floating in his pupils.
Looking around, the world and the eight wilderness are in chaos, and Jiang Feng at this time is sitting in the chaos, the only one between the world and the earth, there is an inexplicable charm.
"One hundred thousand years, someone has finally come, welcome you!" At the moment Jiang Feng opened his eyes, a simple voice of vicissitudes of life came, making his expression instantly condensed.
When he wanted to look at the source of the sound, he suddenly discovered that he couldn't tell where the other party's voice came from. In all directions, there were voices from the other party, which was mysterious and unpredictable.
"Your Excellency is the founder of Xiao Liudao?" Jiang Feng asked, this was the only possibility he could think of.
"It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not." The voice in the void came again, still vicissitudes, ancient, like an old man who has not spoken for many years, with a texture that has been imprinted by history.
"What's the meaning of this?" Jiang Feng was puzzled and asked. He was no longer nervous. He was on the Fei Xian mural and got some clues and traced it to Xiao Liu Dao. If the other party wants to kill him, he will do it directly. This nonsense.
After all, the previous life was also a generation of killing gods who had practiced for countless years, and it was still capable of judging whether a person was hostile to oneself.
"I'm just creating a spiritual mark of the person of the little six ways. The real body is no longer here. I just left the mark of me, and I am here to attract future generations of destined people."
The voice in the void came with a hint of sorrow that was unclear.
Hearing this, Jiang Feng's thoughts shook wildly, and the other party turned out to be just a ray of imprint, which was too terrifying.
The martial artist's own mark can imprint a lot of information, but he has never heard of it. A strand of mark can still speak. This is beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. Even Jiang Feng was very surprised at this time.
"Then where is your physical body at this time?" Jiang Feng asked, holding down the tumbling heart.
"One hundred thousand years ago, he entered the realm of the Buddha statue, and has never returned."
The spiritual imprint in the emptiness said.
When Jiang Feng heard the words, his eyes were filled with amazement. What the other party said coincided with the content recorded in the Fei Xian mural!
What made his heart tremble even more was that the same message left by the old ancestor Huoman and the emperor of the Fairy, "Fotu", after hearing what the spiritual imprint said, seemed to have found a little eyebrow!
"Dare to ask seniors, did you ever know the Fairy Emperor and the ancestor Huoman?" Jiang Feng asked nervously, which was related to a mystery in his heart for a long time.
"Know." Spirit Seal replied, concise and sure.
Jiang Feng's heart was shocked, and sure enough, it was verified in Xiaoliudao!
But it just confirmed a little bit, and there are still many things that have not been confirmed.
"I wonder if their two seniors also went to the domain of the Buddha?" Jiang Feng asked, as he verified the information recorded on the Fei Xian mural one by one.
"Yes." The Spirit Seal replied: "I have a deep impression of the two people you mentioned. The emperor is the most amazing female cultivator I have ever seen. The strength is so powerful that even I am afraid of three points. , And the ancestor of the fire man is a great wise and foolish person, and can be called the first person in the realm of fire." ()