There might be something wrong with my rebirth

Shuang Ruo was satisfied after finishing modifying Bugong's design drawings, and finalized many details with Ming Feng. He wanted to take the design drawings back for forging by himself, but Ming Feng stopped him.

In the end, the two of them agreed that Ming Feng would forge for him the most difficult initial form of non-attack, and he would modify it later.

Before leaving, Ming Feng stopped him behind him: "Shuangruo, do you still remember the seal of the material library?"

Shuang Ruo hesitated for a moment, he didn't see it at all when they went to the material storehouse to get the kneading spirit stone, and he didn't pay attention after Ming Feng drew it in his palm again, after all, he didn't intend to enter the material storehouse at that time.

But at this time when Ming Feng asked him, he also said truthfully: "God, I don't remember."

After he said this, he realized that forging Bugong needed a lot of materials. If he went to other four continents to find it himself, it would take time and effort and he might not be able to find it.

Ming Feng didn't say much, he only said that if he needed it in the future, he could go to the material warehouse by himself, and no one would stop him.

Shuang Ruo didn't take it to heart and thanked Ming Feng.

Until he returned to the Shenshen Division, Hui Yin saw him and asked, "Where's Ming Feng?"

It was only then that Shuang Ruo remembered that the trip she had made to Zichen Palace was to call Ming Feng to interrogate the God Division.Blame myself for being too addicted to modifying the design drawings, and completely forgot to remind Ming Feng again.

But since Ming Feng agreed to him, there was no big problem.

Shuang Ruo remembered Ming Feng's words, and said: "Ming Feng's god said that he will come when he finishes his work."

Huiyin sneered: "When he finishes his work, when he finishes his work, wouldn't the Ten Thousand Fa Conference be over."

Although Huiyin said so, he still left Fang Shuangruo.Ming Feng also did what he said, and rushed to the Shenshen Division before noon that day.

Huiyin has been waiting for him in the study for a long time.

Ming Feng didn't want to exchange pleasantries with Hui Yin, so he asked straight to the point: "Are you worried about the Ten Thousand Fa Conference?"

Huiyin played with the pen in his hand, and said softly: "Yes, there are only more than 20 people up and down, how can we ensure that the entire heaven is safe and sound? Even if it is just a Jiuchongtian, it is already very difficult."

Ming Feng thought for a moment, then said: "Perhaps we can discuss with the army and borrow some soldiers from the immortal army."

Huiyin was waiting for his words, and when he heard it, he smiled and said, "Well, it's really a good idea, then I have to ask you to contact me about this matter."

Ming Feng had expected it a long time ago, but for Shuang Ruo's sake, he also had to deal with it.

Ming Feng nodded: "I will deal with this matter in the afternoon.

"What else?"

Hui Yin looked at him and said: "If I say it's fine, are you too lazy to talk to me? Ming Feng, what are you busy with every day, stay with me for a while?"

Ming Feng looked at him for a long time, then sat down.

"That's right, since the Battle of Burning Flame, you and I haven't sat down and had a good talk." Hui Yin raised his head and looked at him, "What's wrong with your Hangu point?"

Ming Feng understated: "Some damage, not a big problem."

Huiyin really convinced him this time: "Hangu acupoint is damaged, you really don't take yourself seriously, what are you going to do after the Wanfa meeting?"

Yesterday he was busy arranging matters for the Ten Thousand Laws Conference, so he didn't go to Chongming's reception banquet. Later, he heard the hearing from the priest and found out that Ming Feng blatantly clarified his relationship with Chongming. Shuang Ruo talked quite intimately.

Only then did Hui Yin know that Ming Feng was really pursuing Shuang Ruo seriously.

His mind is still clear, and he can still work as usual the next day, but when he sees Shuangruo, he can't help but guess whether Shuangruo still likes Ming Feng.

Ming Feng lowered his eyelashes, and held the white snow cup with his slender and pale fingers: "After the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, I'm going to retreat."

Retreat, and then do your best to meet the catastrophe of the destruction of the world.

Since Shuangruo wants to escape those sad things this time, let him do it, and he will do his best to create a world he wants for Shuangruo.

He has already realized that he must die, and besides, with this crippled body, without the catastrophe, he wouldn't be able to live much longer.

He was born selfish, and wanted to have an indelible mark in Shuangruo's heart.

And if Shuangruo has the Demon Lord by his side, without him, at least he won't be bullied anymore.

As Ming Feng thought about it, the feeling of reluctance in his heart gradually spread and expanded into a sea.

He wants Shuang Ruo to be safe forever and be free from worries.

Seeing that Ming Feng had finally awakened, Hui Yin was a little relieved: "I advised you to retreat earlier, but it's not too late for you now, but your Hangu acupoint is damaged, and you won't be able to return to the state of its heyday after all. I will pay attention to it recently. Come on, find some medicines for warming and nourishing your body."

Ming Feng nodded in thanks.

The two old friends chatted a lot. When Ming Feng left the Shensi Division, it was already past the time for lunch. Ming Feng didn't hesitate, and went straight to do the things he promised to hide.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, and at night it was the celebration banquet held by the Emperor of Heaven for him, so he had to try his best to speed up, so as to save some time and forge for Shuangruo.

He must be as fast as possible, and his time is running out.

The celebratory banquet that night did not have any major events. Yesterday’s Chongming’s reception banquet was already very lively. Today, if we have another such event, the immortals are already a little tired. It is obviously not as enthusiastic as yesterday, and the people who came are not as enthusiastic as yesterday. It's all over the place, the guests are few and far between, and even the conversation is not as noisy as it was yesterday.

Chong Ming sat among the immortals, and with his beautiful eyes, he saw the slightly impatient Shuang Ruo from a distance.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, holding the wine cup in his palm, and only wet his lips with the wine.

Everyone was very tired, even Ming Feng was a little absent-minded, he didn't know what he was thinking, the spoon hit the rim of the cup frequently, making a crisp sound, everyone patiently looked at Ming Feng's god, but Ming Feng didn't know what to do. Very calm, so that people can not see the slightest clue.

Ming Feng Shangshen and Shuangruo Xianjun, what is going on today, they are sitting so far apart.

But this time they only dared to wonder in their hearts, no one dared to ask.

This celebration banquet was safe and sound, and it finally ended under the gentle gaze of the Emperor of Heaven.

All the immortals said their goodbyes one after another. After two days of such entertainment, they were a little tired, and a group of people dispersed like a tide, and went back to their own palaces.

In the next four days, nothing major happened, and the entire heavenly realm was in full swing preparing for the Wanfa Conference. The Division of Divine Punishment was unusually free this time, and only needed to clean up the venue, check the list, make invitations, and deliver the invitations smoothly into the hands of the invitees.

In stark contrast to this is the Shen Shensi, who will be overwhelmed. He has to arrange personnel scheduling and eliminate all safety hazards. If he fails to consider some points, it may cause irreparable consequences, and he will dare not be negligent.

In the past four days in the entire trial department, no one can live in peace and stability.

Huiyin simulated countless events, big and small, and he even made perfect countermeasures for such things as the seal breaking suddenly and monsters attacking the heavens. After making sure everything was safe, it was already the evening of the fourth day.

If there is anyone who has not participated in this big melee, only Ming Feng Shangshen, he will occasionally come to the Superintendent to supervise the progress, but even when he is supervising the progress, he will hold a piece of paper in his hand , when he finished the task of the day, he would rush back to the Zichen Palace non-stop, as if he was caught up in some important matter, and the immortals showed the attitude of Ming Feng Shangshen against every second.

It's just that all the immortals were also puzzled, what could make Ming Feng take it so seriously?

But after the four days of the devil passed, all the immortals felt relieved, and chatted and asked the other party to take a good seat for themselves if they went to the Wanfa Association tomorrow.

But Shuang Ruo slumped directly on the chair, not even wanting to move a finger.

He was not interested in the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, he just thought it was a boring Dharma Conference where a group of old-fashioned people were vying to convince each other.

Seeing that he looked funny, Man poured him a glass of water.

Shuangruo barely sat up, took a sip to moisten her throat.

Since the last time Man was injured, he was found by Yan Chen, and when he recovered from his injury and returned to the Heaven Realm, he happened to go to the Demon Realm due to the Battle of Burning Flame, and he has been busy recently, and now it is a rare opportunity for the two of them to meet for so many days.

Manin pushed him, motioning to leave a seat for himself.

Shuangruo moved sideways together with the chair.

After sitting down, Man Yin came up and asked, "Shuang Ruo, what are you going to do about Ming Feng's matter?"

Shuangruo pondered for a while, then sighed in a low voice: "This time he is so high-profile, I don't understand what he is thinking."

Even Man Yin, who has always disapproved of Shuangruo and Ming Feng's marriage, hesitated this time: "Shuangruo, why do I feel...he seems to be sincere to you, but—"

Man Yin's tone suddenly sank: "But——Shuangruo, you must not soften your heart because of his softening during this period, you know, even if he clings to you tightly, you must not take it lightly, don't forget How much it hurt you before you lost him."

Shuang Ruo saw that Man Yin was going to start the nagging mode, and quickly responded to him: "I know, I even refused the marriage contract, will I still be cheated by these things he did?"

Shuang Ruo was afraid that Man Yin would nagging him again, so she hurriedly interrupted him: "Tomorrow is the Wanfa Conference, shouldn't you take the time to rest?"

Shuangruo's words reminded Manin that he felt back pain, so he hurriedly stopped talking and said goodbye to Shuangruo.

Shuang Ruo chuckled and waved to him.

The next day, Wanfa will be held.

The golden sun hung above the clouds, and the bright arrows of light shot in all directions.

The glass-topped orb of Wanhua Palace absorbs all the light here, and everyone gathers here.

Nine Heavens has set up a total of eight entrances, which can only be entered after presenting the invitation letter and locking it with divine power.

Among the eight entrances, the seventh entrance is next to the Mingxin Stone. Perhaps because everyone is worried about showing their timidity in front of the Mingxin Stone, the flow of people at this entrance is very rare.

The supervisor at the seventh entrance is a new recruit from the Department of Divine Punishment. He was assigned a relatively leisurely job, so he just sat lazily, playing with the tassels on his sword bored.

At this time, a person finally came over, his voice was a little hoarse: "Hi, I'm here to attend the Ten Thousand Fa Conference."

The voice was so gloomy that Xiao Xianjun trembled in fright.

The person who came was wearing a pure black cloak, covering himself tightly from head to toe. This person seemed to have returned from hell, and his aura was gloomy and cold, especially when his eyes were staring at people coldly. It makes people feel like they are in a cold cave, and their teeth chatter.

Xiao Xianjun shuddered, and said timidly: "Please... please show your invitation letter."

The visitor didn't want to disturb the situation, so he quietly took out the invitation letter and showed it to Xiao Xianjun.

"Changyang Mountain, ghosts cultivate impermanence, right?"

After checking the information, Xiao Xianjun realized that this person was a ghost cultivator, so he also felt that the aura just now was justifiable.

Shiwuchang thanked him, took the invitation letter with his pale ashen fingers, turned around and walked over Mingxin Stone.

At that moment, the Claring Heart Stone trembled violently, but made no sound, as if its warning sound had been artificially interfered with.

Xiao Xianjun felt that something was wrong, and when he turned his head to look, he found that the figure of the ghost cultivator could no longer be seen.

Ming Xinshi is quiet, everything is as usual.

He rubbed the cold particles on his body, and said to himself: "Strange, why did I seem to see a red light reflected from something just now?"

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