The old dean looked at Han Ze's eyes with warmth and surprise. []

Han Ze knows that the old dean's soul is pure, and the inexplicable existence has temporarily handed over the body of the old dean.

Now there is silence in the depths of the old dean's soul, and even Han Ze couldn't detect it.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you, so come to you." Han Ze said, with a bright smile on his face.

In the Bronze Hall, the bronze crane's top of the bright yellow candlelight swaying, and the light oil ratio was peeled.

"Indeed, I haven't seen it for a long time." The old dean shook his head vigorously and said with a doubt: "My head, why is it so heavy."

"Do you know how you got here?" Han Ze's mouth with a smile, raised his fingers and pointed at the Bronze Hall.

The bronze hall is nearly 100 meters high, and it can have a football field size.

Then, then

A desolate and distant breath is filled, like a long river of time, and it emanates from this bronze hall.

"This place ..."

The old dean carefully looked at the Bronze Hall, and his eyes were blank, and he was trying to recall it.

At this moment, Niuniu and Huzi returned. When they saw Han Ze and the old dean, they were very happy. They were very happy. The thing just now has not happened at all, which is absolutely abnormal.

"Grandpa, you forgot?" Just then, Huzi looked at the old dean: "That night, you suddenly said, going back to my hometown, and then I came here."

"Yes, Grandpa, and Niuniu also saw Grandpa's palm that day glowing, and then the huge machine in the warehouse was gone." Niuniu nodded and said seriously.

After the old dean heard it, the doubts in the eyes became more and more doubtful.

"Don't think about it if you can't think of it, it's hard." Han Ze said with a smile: "Go, go old, go back with me."

The old dean looked at Han Ze Dao: "Where is back?"

"Back to the cloud city." Han Zeshi replied.

The old dean shook his head and said: "I can't go now!"

"Why?"

If Han Ze was not sure that the inexplicable existence had been dormant in the depths of the old dean's soul, Han Ze really wondered if the old dean was controlling his body now.

"I still have to do something." The old dean said so, his expression was firm: "There is always a voice in the dream, tell me something, let me do it as soon as possible."

"You just have a bad old man, what can you do?" Han Ze laughed.

But in Han Ze's eyes, a glow of silver flashed.

"I'm not a bad old man now." The old dean smiled mysteriously, saying: "I'm the same as you, it's a practitioner!"

"Like me?" Han Ze was a little puzzled.

Because he is the identity of the practitioner, he has never mentioned it with the old dean.

"Niuniu and Hu Zizi, now they are also practitioners." Niuniu said with a smile, a small blush fluttering, cuteness.

Knite!

In Han Ze's eyes, the silver light collapsed.

Han Ze is clear. Now the memory of the old dean is very unstable. The inexplicable memory and the memory of the old dean are mixed together.

"But I said your kid, how can I hide my identity to me?" The old dean asked, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Say it to you before, it's useless." Han Ze smiled bitterly.

The situation of the old dean is far more complicated than what he imagined, not just as simple as the soul blend.

"Your boy ..." The old dean pointed to Han Ze, and then suddenly looked serious: "I don't care what you practice now, but some things, I have to tell you."

The old dean's expression was solemn, Han Ze rarely saw such an expression on the face of the old dean.

"In the future, it is possible to reproduce myths!" The old dean said so, extremely serious.

"Myth reproduces?" Han Ze's eyebrows moved, saying: "The sound in your mind and what you said?"

"Um." The old dean nodded.

Han Ze touched his chin and frowned slightly.

"Myth reproduces, is the earth recovery, can you practice? Or can there be some people who have disappeared in ancient times and suspected gods?" Han Ze had seen Sanqing outside the domain, which was exactly the same as the Sanqing worship on the earth.

But the other party knows nothing about the earth.

In addition to Sanqing, Han Ze has also seen some characters in the "mythology" suspected of the earth, but those people also say that there is a memory disappearing and cannot remember the past.

And Han Ze also learned from Gao Shou that the Hidden Palace is conspiring.

And the myth reproduces, no matter which one, it will have a great impact on the existing world pattern, and the whole world may change the whole world.

The earth may enter a new era, or it may be destroyed!

But Han Ze also had doubts in his heart, because it was different from 10,000 years ago, the results of the earth he learned were different.

Ten thousand years ago, Han Zexiu had been able to push a star domain, but he still couldn't cross the distance between the stars and the earth, because the two were too far apart, and there were billions of light years.

In the end, Han Ze returned to the earth with the star gates of many star fields.

At that time, the earth was prosperous and prosperous. The spacecraft had already been able to fly out of the solar system freely, and even opened the second planet suitable for humans.

If the old dean said, it is possible to reproduce myths in the future, then no matter what the situation, it is impossible for the earth to look like that.

"Could it be that I reversed the years and disrupted time?" Han Zesi.

Reversing the years, Han Ze paid a great price.

At the same time, there will be many things that happen to reverse thousands of years.

But Han Ze has been calculated, and there is no earth. There is no earth.

"Boy, what do you think?" The old dean shook his hand in front of Han Ze's eyes.

"Nothing!" Han Ze shook his head.

"By the way, now the cultivation resources on the earth are limited. These things should be helpful to your cultivation!" The old dean said so.

Oh!

The next moment, the old dean waved his hand, and a group of Guanghua rushed out of him.

On the ground, there is a bunch of spiritual ore instantly, colorful and dazzling, and Guanghua is rushing to the sky.

In the Bronze Hall, the time is sad, and the aura is rich and inferred.

"Where did you get these things?" Han Ze's heart has not fluctuated like it for a long time.

Because the old courtyard waved it, he took out the Shifang Ling Mine.

Shifang Ling Mine is piled in the bronze hall, and a ray of red Xia Xia is filled.

The old dean smiled, and it didn't matter: "This kind of thing, how much I want!"

"Really?" Han Ze couldn't believe it.

Ling ore is above the planet. At the beginning of life, the crystallization when the spirit is the most rich, the number is limited.

And now on the earth, the cultivation resources are scarce. Even Han Ze has not found many spiritual mines in the mountains.

"Really!" The old dean nodded.

In the next moment, Han Ze was polite and collected all the Shifang Ling Mine. He was about to enter the realm of refining the gods.

"Old man, is there still this thing?" Han Ze Tian asked with a face: "Since you say how much you want, let me get me a thousand squares?"

According to Han Ze's speculation, if there are tens of thousands of square spirit mines, he should be able to cultivate the realm of refining. At that time, he can leave the earth and go to the sky to find cultivation resources.

"Yes." The old dean smiled and said: "But now I haven't taken it on my body now."

Although the old dean has a smile, he does not seem to be joking.

"Big brother, this kind of brilliant thing is buried in the mountains. Even if the dean Grandpa wants to dig out, it takes some time." Niuniu said, big eyes flashed, as bright as two black gems.

Han Ze touched Niuniu's head, and said to the old dean: "Old man, do you have any other impression about the voice that let you come here?"

Han Ze felt that the inexplicable existence was absolutely unusual, at least a master who could find a mountain point, otherwise how could he find the spirit mine easily.

"No." The old dean shook his head, with some confusion in his eyes.

Han Ze was a little disappointed because he didn't hear any news about that existence.

"Old man, the thing that enters your body is nothing wrong?" Han Ze asked, what the old dean said before, Han Ze was doubtful.

And Han Ze felt that the guy was absolutely living enough, because it was too smooth, and after knowing that he couldn't fight with himself, he temporarily handed over the body of the old dean.

Now, even if Han wants to separate it from the old dean's body, it is almost impossible.

Because that guy has hidden in the depths of the old dean's soul and consciousness, and Han Ze's cultivation is not yet found.

"Entering my body?" The old dean was a little puzzled.

Until now, the old dean thought that the existence was just communicating with himself in his dreams.

"That's the person who communicates with you ..." Han Ze hurriedly explained.
To be continued...