But now Chen Ping would rather not remember all this.

This is a memory fragment that was sealed by him. That year, he was only six years old.

The little girl took him home and had a full meal, but he was really hungry for too long and saw the place where the little girl's parents hid their money.

Originally, I just discussed with my friends that it was dark to steal some money, but who knew that I was heard by two gangsters.

When he and his friends arrived, they saw two gangsters leaving the small yard with satisfaction.

This scene was sealed by Chen Ping subconsciously!

The death of their family of four is indeed related to themselves.

"You are a monk now and have strong cultivation. Have you never thought about avenging them?"

A gentle voice continued to sound in Chen Ping's mind, and Chen Ping's fists slowly clenched.

"What I want to do, it's not your turn to point fingers!"

Chen Ping's eyes became cold. He walked along the way, as if he was led by someone. Only the time for Wujiandong to practice was his calmest time.

Now that we are in the Zhongzhou continent, can’t we still get rid of such a fate?

"What about her?"

After saying this gentle voice, the picture in the pool of blood suddenly changed, and a picture appeared, a picture of a girl walking under the boundless cliff together.

Xiong Chongyan and his brother Xiong Jun!

It felt like a knife was stabbed in my heart. Chen Ping looked at the girl's sweet smile. If she hadn't met herself under the Border Cliff, her fate would have been different.

She is the princess of the Xiong family, and she may be able to spend her life peacefully.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Chen Ping bent down in pain and smashed the ground with both fists. He smashed a pit in the ground in this small world.

"She's dead, you're in pain!"

The gentle voice suddenly changed and became cold and silent.

"You haven't thought about resurrecting her?"

boom!

This sentence was like a thunderclap in the nine heavens, exploding in Chen Ping's mind.

Resurrect her and resurrect Xiong Chongyan!

I haven’t thought about it during this period!

Xiong Chongyan is a cultivator in the Catalogue Realm. Even if he explodes, he will leave behind remnants of souls.

As long as she can find her remnant soul, and the Xiong family must have the essence and blood she left behind, it is not impossible to resurrect her.

But her remnant soul must be collected within one day after death. When he knew it, it was too late.

"Tell me what I want to do to resurrect her!"

Chen Ping raised his head and looked at the sky. For him, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would not miss it.

Even if he slaughtered the whole world, just to resurrect her, Chen Ping would raise the knife in his hand without hesitation.

"You are too weak!"

This sound was like the ancestor of all beasts and the demon lord Li Sang, telling Chen Ping that he was too weak with a lofty attitude.

"I want to resurrect her. When you arrive at the Ding Peak of Juying Realm, come and ask me again!"

After the voice was finished, it disappeared, but there was an extra jade tablet beside Chen Ping.

Chen Ping held the jade plaque, and the surging information poured into his mind, an introduction to this small world in the mirror.

It turns out that this mirror is called asking about the state of mind!

This is the same as the Inquiry Hall in the yamen, but it is many times higher than that.

That memory that was unbearable to look back on was always in the deepest part of my heart. What I want to remind myself of my state of mind was that this memory might not be very good, but he could not escape it.
Chapter completed!