I, The God Of The Flood And Desolate Rivers, Control The Long River Of Time

Chapter 432: Dream

“What happened? Did he leave the supreme world?

For a time, Ning Sheng could not help but guess.

Only when Wei Ning left his own distance, he reached the vast distance of a supreme world.

It is possible that he could not feel Wei Ning’s information.

However, in the blink of an eye, a teleportation circle of a long distance to the highest world can be teleported.

This is almost non-existent!

Even the teleportation formation that reaches the Nine Realms in the supreme world.

It is also because the nine realms are not far apart and are linked to each other.

Although Ning Sheng~ was full of doubts.

But such a result is also his choice-result.

“Karma is destined that Wei Ning will get a chance, is it because of this?”

At this moment, Karma is in the river.

A picture scroll floated quietly.

Ning Sheng lowered his hand and fished it out, but he saw a strange sight from above.

All I saw was Wei Ning’s sword in his hand, slashing towards a group of rays of light.

After that, countless creatures bowed respectfully towards Wei Ning in that light.

The merits and virtues of the supreme holy way, which have been silent for hundreds of millions of years, also came to his head at the same time…

now.

Wei Ning woke up from a dizziness.

He lowered his head slowly.

But he saw his frail body.

In the winding stream in front of him, Wei Ning saw his own face.

It’s still the same as before, but he’s only about ten years old.

In fact, according to Wei Ning’s real age, the difference is only this age.

Just because Wei Ning is connected with Ning Sheng’s soul, his memory has already tried too much.

At this moment, his memory of Ning Sheng was much weaker.

All memories of being Wei Ning, all memories of being a clone of Ning Sheng.

For him now, it seems like a dream.

“Strange, why do I have such a dream?”

Wei Ning touched his tender face and fell into doubt.

“Ning’er, go home for dinner!

This is the time.

In Wei Ning’s ear, a strange and gentle voice came.

He turned his head to look, only to see a woman who was five or six similar to him, standing in front of a thatched hut and shouting to him.

“mother?”

He shook his head suspiciously.

It seems that in his mind, the woman in front of him is his mother.

But he had no memory of it.

Only a kind of life and inner self-consciousness told him.

The woman in front of him is his mother.

Those gentle eyes, eyes with love, once appeared once in a certain memory in the dream.

He slapped his face.

Stumbled forward.

This child’s body seemed a little light to him.

So that when he walked, it was like the wind.

Came to the thatched cottage.

The woman called him tenderly:

“Ning’er, come here.

Hearing this voice, he only felt a kind of peaceful peace that appeared in his heart.

It was as if the woman in front of him was the only existence he could rely on.

The other party, tightly contacted him.

In that strange dream, he had also seen this woman in front of him.

He remembered that it was his mother.

So, he walked up without hesitation.

The woman gently held him in her arms.

He said softly:

“As soon as your father comes back, we will have dinner. I heard from your father that he specially invited your third uncle to take you there to see the masters in Xianshan! I heard that where they live, they are a group of people who don’t eat the world. Fireworks are magical.”

This statement made Wei Ning full of doubts.

Immortals, as far as Wei Ning’s memory was concerned, were just a bunch of selfish guys.

Therefore, Wei Ning was full of hostility towards these people.

He frowned, but there was no joy at all.

“Huh?” The woman looked at Wei Ning’s appearance, but she was a little puzzled:

“Don’t you want to hear the stories of these masters the most in the past? When you were young, you still haunted your third uncle all day, telling you stories of those gods!”

Wei Ning buried his head in the woman’s arms and said in a low voice:

“My child doesn’t want to leave my mother.

Actually, that’s not what he meant to say.

He wanted to say that he didn’t like these fairies.

It’s just that he didn’t want to show his mother’s kindness, so he could only put it another way.

Although, this statement is not his sincerity.

He was still a little confused at the moment.

What I saw in my dream was so real.

It’s that vivid.

…for flowers…  

But now, I feel the tenderness of my relatives, which is also very real.

For a time, he was a little confused.

Some don’t know what’s real.

what is false again,

“Ninger! Xiurong! I’m back!”

It is this time.

The curtain outside the door was gently opened, and a burly man strode in from outside.

The man’s face was somewhat similar to Wei Ning’s. As soon as he entered the room, he gently hugged Wei Ning.

“Ning’er, why don’t you call me Daddy?

Seeing Wei Ning’s somewhat puzzled expression, the woman named Xiurong couldn’t help but say:

“I don’t know what’s wrong with this child today. I don’t even want to hear about those immortals. I don’t know how to call someone when I see your father.”

Hearing this, Wei Ning frowned and said somewhat reluctantly:

“Dad.

In memory, in that dream.

He remembered that he had a father.

It is the same as the person in front of him.

More than that, he still remembered that he seemed to have become a scholar.

was also framed.

It’s just that these memories keep blurring as time goes by.

After only a moment, Wei Ning only remembered that the woman in front of him was his mother, and this man was his own father.

“Okay, okay, a child has some cancer, isn’t it normal! When I was a child, Li Erdan from the next village was in a daze all day long and couldn’t remember things! It’s not important, sigh, he’s not a person. ?”

Obviously, the man in front of him didn’t care about this.

The character is clearly a careless guy.

“Let’s eat! I’m so hungry that my chest sticks to my back!”

The man put Wei Ning down and glanced around the room with wide eyes. After seeing a pile of Steamed buns and side dishes that were not rich, but still enough, he stepped forward impatiently.

“Grumpy–

At this time, Wei Ning finally found out.

It turned out that he was not the so-called cultivator in his dreams.

Because, he found himself hungry.

If it is those cultivators who are flying in the sky, how can they be hungry?

Even if it is hundreds of millions of years without dripping water or eating particles, it will not be a serious problem.

But now, Wei Ning knew that if he stopped eating, he would be so hungry that he would become dizzy. where,