"Little fellow, this What''s going on? " Master no dust son a face surprised to ningtao sound.
How can a great monk have a bad memory?
And they''re not very old?
Ning Tao calm face shakes his head, but if really something, actually forget? He felt the mysterious mark shining in his mind. Does this thing have anything to do with his father?
And the memory it has been suppressing is about the father? But why does it do that?
Where is father?
It can''t be an ordinary person, can it?
Why let everyone forget?
This mysterious mark has been helping yourself since the time and space mountain, and a little power can save you from danger.
I''m afraid you can''t do it with ordinary abilities, can you?
What''s going on?
Ning Tao frowned.
And at this time, he saw his mother, demon month in a daze, also don''t know what to think? He then said with a busy smile: "eh, mother, your bracelet is very beautiful."
Said, then took in her hand.
A force of divine thought, quickly check her body, and even communicate with Lian Xing, decided to use the origin of fairyland.
Trying to find the source of bad memory?
Do they also have mysterious marks in their minds?
But looking around, nothing? Even in the sea of souls, there is nothing different.
"Strange..."
"What''s good about this bracelet? However, it seems that who gave it to me, eh? Who is it? How did you forget? Oh, it seems to be your dead father... "
The demon moon muttered.
She has been wearing this bracelet for so many years, but I feel like I haven''t noticed it for many years.
"My father?" Ning Tao in front of a bright, hurriedly begged his mother to take off the bracelet, let him carefully observe.
This is an ordinary shell bracelet. It''s not worth much money. It''s very ordinary. However, who made it? It''s very delicate and attentive. It seems that it has been for many years. Nothing else?
"How''s it going? Did you find anything? " Teacher Niang, the month has no cold busy sound, these two people unexpectedly successively in a daze.
It''s so weird.
Ning Tao heard the speech and shook his head. This bracelet should have been made by his father for his mother.
But it''s a normal bracelet.
He frowned. Suddenly, he noticed the mysterious mark. Since this thing can suppress and alleviate, is it also useful for his mother?
Thinking of this, he could not help but try to activate the mysterious mark, but only let it flash a few times, there was no movement.
Ning Tao sighed and could only give up. He returned the bracelet to his mother and said, "mother, let''s go and build a tomb for my father? You can''t make him a loner. "
"Build a tomb? What tomb? For whom? " Demon month a face is curious, another pair of nervous appearance.
I think something''s wrong with who?
However, Ning Tao and Wu Chenzi look at each other without cold. His face changes. He says: "mother? Or did you just say that my father still has no tomb? Have you forgotten? Just now? "
"You Your father? When did I say that? Do you have any? " Demon month blankly scratched to scratch a head, a face don''t understand.
I don''t remember what I just said.
"Why? How many sons did I have? I feel like I can''t remember anything? " Ning''s face was distressed.
Three people were silly, staring at both, as if the more asked, the worse the situation.
Ning Tao doesn''t dare to mention his father any more. With his face changing, he asks the master to take care of them, but he leaves. He wants to see how other people remember?
For example, uncle Ning Yucai.
However, after a long circle of asking dozens of people, only one useful information was obtained Ning Yuwu!
That''s the name of his father.
Apart from that, there is no clue.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, he rode Xiaoshuang, a black-and-white tiger, back to the earth, to the Ning family, to the ancestral hall of the Ning family, and even used the method of connecting the origin of the world and the blood, but there was no one who echoed his blood.
With his strength and the help of the origin of the spirit world, if his father is still there, he will be able to find it.
Unless it has fallen.
He sat alone for a long time in silence.
On one side, Xiao Shuang is already close to the demon king. He has extraordinary blood, but he can''t turn into a human, but he is very close to Ning Tao, like a cat in his arms.
I don''t know how long later, Ning Tao suddenly shook his head, as if to think of something, patted Xiaoshuang, said in a deep voice: "go, someone will know the inside story."
The spirit of Xiao Shuangdun comes and turns into a black-and-white tiger. Ning Tao jumps up. In an instant, he feels as fast as the wind and lightning at his feet.
Xiao Shuang, is he going to be the demon king? It seems to have been separated from the dark golden tiger.
Compared with the white tiger, it is no inferior.
In the future, achievements will be unlimited.Before long, both of them burst out of this void crack. This is a gorgeous starry sky. A starry continent is always bright and dazzling, and a 24 grade green lotus, rooted in the sea of stars, is swaying slightly.
But somewhere in the mainland, a green robe figure is playing chess with a boy. It is Qinglian and Lihuang.
Seeing this, Ning Tao pats Xiaoshuang and flies over. He even cuts the passage to reveal the puppet Taoist who is meditating. The three of them are all stunned.
Ning Tao is seldom impulsive?
What''s going on here?
No nonsense, Ning Tao turned over and jumped down. He said in a deep voice: "I only ask one thing. Who is my father?"
"You Your father? "
Li Huang Leng for a moment, very confused, looked at the green lotus and the puppet Taoist, their looks also changed.
"Why do you ask that? Your father, don''t you know? " Qinglian Xianhuang has a strange face.
"Don''t be confused with me. My father just disappeared in the holy land. Don''t you know? He also used his means to make my mother and everyone forget him. If it wasn''t for the special circumstances, I still can''t remember him. "
"You''re a channel keeper, a gate keeper. You don''t know anything about this?"
Ning Tao is angry.
Hearing this, Qinglian and the puppet Taoist looked at each other. They were surprised and changed. Is there such a thing? Impossible? What will disappear in the holy land?
No one can ignore the prohibition of saints.
Even sages can''t come in and go out quietly.
They didn''t feel it at all.
But Ning Tao''s words don''t seem to be true. After hearing what he said, Qinglian looks at the puppet Taoist. If anyone knows, it must be him.
It is older than the holy land, and has followed the saint for a period of time, and knows more than itself.
In the eyes of the three men, the puppet Taoist was so absorbed that he calculated one or two things silently. Then he sensed the prohibition and realized something. Suddenly he said, "your father, Ning Yuwu, is not an ordinary man, but what I don''t know? "
"In a word, he is not in the rules. Maybe it is the means left by the immortal sage when he set up the holy land."
"As for other things, I know very little. Maybe you can find some clues after you become the Lord of this holy land. Master, there are some secrets left behind, but I can''t tell you now. It''s the rule."
Ning Tao is silent after hearing this. Does he say that his father is an accident? Not in the control of the puppet Taoist?
Or a saint, a secret.
Once you sigh, you want to turn around and leave.
However, as soon as he turned around, the puppet Taoist suddenly said: "if you really want to know, there is only one way, that is the mark in your mind."
"It seems to be a kind of lineage. If there is no accident, it is your father who left it."
Hearing this, Ning Tao trembled and froze for a moment. He said: "thank you very much."
Then he left here with Xiaoshuang.