Chapter 2120: Re-entry Brahma

"Old ancestors!"
Hearing his words, Li Xiaolan's eyes lit up and shouted: "Are you really an ancestor?
you are back? "
"Grandson, grandchildren, no matter what happens, the ancestor will be fine when he comes back."
With a slight smile, Yang Feng gave Li Xiaolan a relieved look, then looked at Zhai Lin, who was already stiff in fright, and said, "You kid, you really have a kind, remember to eat or not, dare to smash my Huo family field!"
"Uh no no no no, senior, I was also forced.
From your insight, I should be able to tell that, apart from bluffing and showing the gods, I didn't do any substantial harm to our Huo family. "
"If you really do substantial harm, can I still keep your life down to now?"
Rolling his eyes, Yang Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Take this kid down and lock it up, and use it as a hostage when hitting the holy mountain."
Yes! Nodded, Venerable Dry Seal and the others detained Zhai Lin.
Hu Yan Lieyang and Yan Pianqian were all dumbfounded. Where did the ancestor of the Huo family come from?
Is it so awesome?
Although they had followed Yang Feng for a while before, they only thought that it was Huo Yanfeng's second personality, and had never thought that two souls lived in one body.
At this moment, seeing this critical moment, the ancestor of the Huo family went out and was immediately stunned.
They couldn't believe that Huo Jiaran still had such a powerful strength. Looking at these ancestors, they probably couldn't beat either of them.
Ignoring the astonishment of these two people, Yang Feng just walked to the coffin of the mourning hall and looked inside, and saw Huo Yanfeng lying calmly inside. Although his body was already cold and stiff, the jealousy between his eyebrows was unabated.
"Good boy, I didn't have any discouragement before I died, just like when I first saw you, it's like two people."
"Ancestor!"
Li Xiaolan sobbed twice, came to him leisurely, choked up and said, "Before Yanfeng left, he said that he did not betray you, and he did not forget your teaching..." "Silly boy!"
Shaking his head, Yang Feng's eyes were full of pity, and he couldn't help but sighed: "I'm afraid he is too upright. The other party is the of Shura, why don't you know how to subdue?
Alas, if I knew that, I won't teach him loyalty, filial piety and benevolence.
It's okay to bow down like Zhai Lin and follow the trend. At least he won't lose his life. "
"Old ancestor, that's a bad word!"
Hearing what he said, Hu Yan Lieyang immediately took a step forward without irritation: "The Huo family master is chivalrous and admirable.
Mighty and unyielding are our role models.
A true man like him, who died in his own hall tragically, was unable to get justice back. This is not the fault of Huo Patriarch, but the fault of this world.
Good people don’t live long, gentlemen can’t do things, villains are in power, rampant, and I wait for aspiring men to set things right and reshape the world.
Defeat the holy mountain and avenge the Huo Patriarch! "
"Down with the holy mountain and avenge the Huo Patriarch!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sentiment was agitated, and the holy flames in front of the mourning hall shouted.
Yang Feng rolled his eyes helplessly: "What kind of sacred mountain is down?
Now that the Asura gods are stationed on the holy mountain, why are you waiting for ordinary people to defeat?
The most urgent task now is to save this stinky boy first. "
"what?
Save it..." Li Xiaolan looked at Yang Feng incredulously after her body was shaken: "Ancestor, Yanfeng has been dead for dozens of days, can we save it? "
"Others may not work, ancestors, I'll be fine, just wait and see."
He smiled happily, Yang Feng closed his eyes and couldn't help murmuring in his mouth. The profound scriptures spread in every corner of the mourning hall, and his body was immediately covered with a layer of brilliant glow.
"This is... Lord Ksitigarbha's death curse?"
Seeing this scene, although the ordinary people of Li Xiaolan didn't feel much, but Wen Liang and Venerable Gu Yin already screamed incredible.
They were all gods who came down from above, with a broad natural vision, and understood the rarity of this rebirth curse.
"This Huo Dashen is so skillful that he doesn't press his body, he has even practiced the Death Curse.
I heard that this rebirth curse can live to death, flesh and bones, even if the gods and souls are scattered, they can be saved. I don't know if it is true or not. Today we are going to open our eyes, hehehe. "
However, after Yang Feng recited the scriptures for a long time, Huo Yanfeng's soul still did not appear.
Yang Feng stopped reading, opened his eyes and looked around, a flash of suspiciousness flashed in his eyes.
Li Xiaolan was anxious: "What's wrong, Patriarch, didn't you say that you can save Yanfeng and come back?"
Why is he still so cold, there is no sign of living. "
"Um... grandchildren, don't worry, I will try again!"
Waved his hand relievedly, laughed twice, Yang Feng continued to read, but unfortunately a quarter of an hour passed, Huo Yanfeng's soul did not return; an hour passed, there was no sign of him in this hall; until two hours passed, Yang Feng could read it all by himself His mouth is dry, but he still can't resurrect that good grandson.
Frowning suspiciously, Yang Feng looked strange: "It's weird. In the past, a few tens of millions of gods could be resurrected with just a single thought. How come it is impossible to resurrect a mortal now?
That grandson, grandchildren, don't worry, I will think of a solution! "
Without replying, Li Xiaolan just clutched Huo Yanfeng's palm, staring at him madly, looking forward to the birth of a miracle.
After a long sigh of helplessness, Yang Feng thought about the solution, and finally took a deep look at his palm, suddenly a sharp glow.
Yes, since the Death Curse cannot summon Huo Yanfeng's soul, shouldn't it be enough to pick up the goods from the source?
Go, dream of Brahma! Yang Feng's thoughts moved, and the Sanskrit characters in his hand were fleeting, and his consciousness immediately entered the Brahma realm.
"father!"
A shout of surprise rang out, and Brahma threw himself behind Yang Feng and smiled: "You finally want to be here to accompany me!"
"what?
I have worn this one hundred thousand years ago, do you still know me? "
Yang Feng was taken aback, Brahma grinned and said, "I am here as a gathering place for all information. The past, the future and the present are no different to me.
What happened when you go back one hundred thousand years ago only affects your time and space. Here I am like going to a neighbor’s house. It’s impossible for you to go to someone else’s house. I don’t know you anymore, right? There is no concept of time and space. "
It turns out that the dimensions are different, and the dimension of this big dream Brahma is higher.
Nodding clearly, Yang Feng understood, and hurriedly said again: "I heard you say last time that you have a backup of all planes, right?
Even if the soul is gone, you can find a backup here and restore it back. "
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"Help me save a person, copy his soul, and return it."
"I'll go, I know you are not here to accompany me, you are all looking for me to do things, and none of them are willing to come and really play with me. I am mad, huh!
Brahma pursed his mouth unresistibly, embracing his hands, and sulking...