Chapter 118 Reunion
This paper man incarnation is the most satisfactory one among all the finished products that Zhang Jingming has made before, and it has enough cultivation level to approach the secret realm of the Taoist Palace.

However, at this time, in this extraordinary barren land suppressed by heaven and earth, most of the divine power contained in it had faded, and in the end, it could only maintain the cultivation level of the life spring realm. It was better than the first paper man clone, but it was not better. How much.

Zhang Jingming completely projected his mind onto this paper human incarnation through the book of manifestation. As soon as he sensed the situation of this incarnation, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

The power that this paper man incarnates in the life spring realm can exert on the earth is really limited, and his strength can be said to be almost non-existent.

However, for ordinary people, it is unimaginable to be an unparalleled master, so it is enough for the time being.

The incarnation of the paper man who looked like an ordinary person was able to retire after success, and was conveniently put away by Zhang Jingming.

Immediately, his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and he used his spiritual consciousness to explore again. He once again confirmed that there was no one around at this time and there was nothing suspicious. Then he carefully avoided the surveillance and quickly climbed up the wall with nimble hands and feet. .

It’s no wonder that Zhang Jingming has to be so cautious, because the earth is not peaceful now, and there may be spies in the dark.

When the Kowloon Coffin came to Mount Tai, the noise was so great that it attracted the attention of all forces, and they responded quickly at the same time.

Almost on that day, strong men were born in every sect with monks on the earth, and there was a terrible dispute on Mount Tai.

As for the dozens of people who were taken away by the Kowloon coffin, they received close attention from all forces. Afterwards, the identity and background of each person was clearly investigated.

Zhang Jingming climbed up to Room [-] on the sixth floor in a few moments, turned over and entered the balcony.

This is the home where he has lived for more than twenty years in this life.

"...No more drinking! And smoking, I tell you, it must be strictly controlled..."

At this moment, a woman's voice came faintly from the room.

Hearing the extremely familiar chanting voice, Zhang Jingming was excited, but he suppressed it and did not dare to be careless at all.

His spiritual consciousness came out of his body, and he had a panoramic view of the situation in the house.

In the small three-bedroom apartment, the layout and furnishings have not changed much. A middle-aged man and woman sat down at the dining table in the living room.

There were two or three simple home-cooked dishes on the dining table. The middle-aged man and woman were holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands. The woman was talking incessantly, and the man only responded occasionally.

Their bodies are full of traces of time, their backs are no longer straight, their faces are weather-beaten, and there are wrinkles at the corners of their eyes. Their black hair is mixed with conspicuous silver threads, like a black and white picture, depicting The vicissitudes and weight of life.

There was a deep sadness in their expressions, and they looked older than before.

This middle-aged man and woman are Zhang Jingming’s parents.

At this moment, he felt that his mind was in a trance, and the scenes in front of him began to become a little blurry. Everything in his memory was overlapping with the past life and this life.

By this time, Zhang Jingming had clearly realized that he was not reincarnated into this world, and he awakened the memory of his previous life when he boarded the Nine Dragons Coffin.

After calming down a little, he no longer hesitated, stepped forward and gently knocked on the door that separated the balcony from the living room.

"Who?"

There was silence inside first, and then the man's deep voice came out.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

Zhang Jingming spoke in a low voice with a slight trembling, and transmitted the voice to the ears of his parents through his spiritual consciousness.

"Is it Jingming?"

"Xiao Ming..."

The middle-aged men and women exclaimed in disbelief at the same time, followed by the sounds of clinking bowls and chopsticks, scraping of tables and chairs, and rapid footsteps.

click!
The partition door opened, and the two saw the young man standing on the balcony, and they were so excited that they were speechless.

Zhang Jingming walked into the living room and closed the door to block out the cold wind. "Dad, Mom, I'm Jing Ming, I'm back."

As he spoke softly, he opened his hands and gently embraced his parents.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

The three of them hugged each other, with tears streaming down their faces.

After a long time, the three of them separated.

"You brat, where have you been for more than a year? It's made your mother and I..."

Zhang Jingming's father deliberately kept a serious face, assumed the attitude of an old father, and was about to preach.

"Zhang Ruquan, you have grown up, haven't you? How dare you yell at my son like this!"

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted. His mother, Zhao Guiying, looked at him with her hands on her hips and a sneer on her face.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruquan looked embarrassed, immediately stopped talking and stepped aside.

"My dear son, you have suffered a lot this year, right? Look at you, you are already thin..."

Zhao Guiying held Zhang Jingming's hand, her eyes filled with distress.

When she saw that her son's clothes were still the same ones he wore when he left home, she couldn't help but feel even more distressed. How cold it was in this winter!
"Mom, where is it?"

Zhang Jingming's body is a one-to-one reproduction of what it looked like when it left the earth, and every detail is exactly the same.

"Mom's silly son is so cold that he starts talking nonsense..."

The family reunited and missed each other until late at night.

……

In the Mirror World, Zhang Jingming slowly withdrew his mind from the book of manifestation, with dried tears still remaining on his face.

On the other side of the earth, his parents were finally put to sleep by him.

In order not to worry his parents, and to avoid getting them into trouble, Zhang Jingming did not tell the truth, but chose to tell a white lie, saying that everything had been fine for him for more than a year.

With the paper man incarnate at home, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to cause trouble, he can rely on various back-ups to cope with everything for the time being.

After regaining his composure, Zhang Jingming tidied up his appearance, meditated quietly, and regained his calm state.

His heart was calm, and he felt as if he had received a spiritual baptism.

When his energy and energy reached the peak again, Zhang Jingming's eyes opened with a "swish", and their eyes were extremely bright, like two shining stars in the night sky.

Immediately, the book of manifestation in the sea of ​​suffering under his navel began to flip through, and information flowed out one after another.

At this time, Zhang Jingming had time to pay attention to the current situation of Ye Fan and others.

The first is Jiang Tingting. At this time, the little girl has broken through to the Shenqiao realm, and is even about to advance to the other side realm.

All the old antiques in the Jiang family were shocked. This was really too evil. Some strong men who had been in seclusion for hundreds of years came out of seclusion and wanted to teach the little girl personally.

Jiang Tingting is increasingly valued by the Jiang family, and is almost regarded as the lifeblood. It can be said that "there is nothing to be afraid of if you hold it in the palm of your hand, but you are afraid of melting if you hold it in your mouth."

Next is Pang Bo. There is nothing to say. At this time, he is still trapped in the secret place of the demon clan. He can't help himself and is constantly tempering his body.

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