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Volume One: The Mortal World Is Like a Dream Chapter 1167: Reincarnation

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    In the secret realm of Kunlun in the west, on a high mountain, there are three young holy emperors standing.

    They are the younger generation who later descended from the Eternal Divine Court. Each of them has outstanding fighting power. One of them once fought to a tie with Tian Guangzi.

    You must know that he has a first-generation ancient treasure in his hand, and he still doesn't lose in the confrontation with the same realm.

    This man is holding a precious mirror with two sides, one black and one white. He comes from Yuanshitian and is known as Xiao Chi Jing.

    Among the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao, there is one named Chi Jingjing.

    He was the inheritor of the lineage of Dao Zun Red Jingjing in Yuanshitian, but he also had another identity, which was extremely closely related to the Boundless Land.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? The heavens are all harboring evil intentions, with different thoughts, and people¡¯s hearts are floating. In the long years, the heavens are attacking each other, competing for the eternal royal family, and everyone wants to be the central emperor.

    Therefore, strong people have penetrated into the boundless land, and some have used secret techniques to seize the body, or seal their own memories to reincarnate.

    As they grow up, they will penetrate deep into the core of some super powerful forces, and no one will be able to discover them.

    Just like the three people on this high mountain, they are from Yuanshitian, Yuhuatian and Tushengtian respectively.

    However, at this moment, they stood together, because when they were reincarnated into various major forces, they made different choices. Now as they grow up, after the dusty memories gradually awaken, they also understand that their characters are  where.

    This time, there are only three of them in the lower realm.

    The little Chi Jing was wearing a red Taoist robe, with dark Taoist lines flowing, his eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and his eyes were sharp. He held a precious mirror and looked directly at the Kunlun Secret Realm. His sword eyebrows were slightly frowned and he said: "It seems that he wants to get the inheritance of this first generation.  It¡¯s not that easy.¡±

    "Why, you have been in Taihua Mountain for such a long time and have become a core disciple. Why don't you still get it?" Beside him was someone from Yuhuatian who was known as the Holy Crane Immortal. His temperament was that of an immortal and he had long black hair  Her hair is flying in the wind, like a dragon or a snake flying in the air. The crane-feathered Taoist robe makes her look even more out of this world, free from the world and uncontested.

    His eyebrows are like two wisps of light ink, his eyes are clear, his lips are extremely thin, and there is a vertical red line between his eyebrows. He is loved by countless women in Yuhuatian. No one would have thought that the source of his soul comes from the strong man in the boundless land.  , in his hand was an ancient feather, unusually soft, but not lacking in sharpness. It had obviously accumulated over a long period of time and became an ancient treasure of the White Crane clan.

    "The will of the first generation is extraordinary. I dare not get close to it, because it is very likely to be obliterated by it." So far, the twelve golden immortals of Chanjiao have only been born in two places.

    If nothing unexpected happens, there are ten other golden immortals, and Chi Jing is ranked second among the twelve golden immortals, only below Guangchengzi.

    Even though they are strong men from the Boundless Land, they still covet their inheritance. They are just leftovers from the first generation. Each of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao is only slightly more powerful than the first generation, so they are naturally afraid of them.  .

    Beside them, there was another man, wearing a black robe and covering his face. Only his eyes could be seen, like the stars in the sky, he seemed to be able to see through everything.

    He comes from Tu Shengtian, his name is Xingshayue, he is a member of the Meteorite Clan, and he has many incredible inheritances, and countless people have died at his hands.

    He is clearly standing there, but his aura is invisible, as if he is integrated with the stars in the sky.

    He said slowly and calmly, not caring at all, "Don't forget what our mission is, and try to make the Eternal Divine Court fight against each other tit for tat and kill each other."

    "That Zhijue monk is pretty good. He killed three young holy emperors from the Eternal Divine Court a few days ago and transformed them." On the side, Shenghexian smiled. The clouds were calm and the wind was gentle. It seemed that everything was under his control.  Under control: "The upper realm and the lower realm originally had a lot of grudges. Now the link between the upper and lower realms is Huo Tianjia, Six-fingered Sword Master, Mo Chi, Mo Xiao, Tian Guangzi, Meng Qingying, Jinguang Prince and others.  If a group of people can be killed, the conflict between the upper and lower worlds will intensify. "

    "Well, let this group of people who are closer to the lower world die first, and then use the ancient treasures left behind by the first generation to let them fight to the death with each other." Little Chi Jing restrained the greed in his heart, but  No longer obsessed with the creation in the Kunlun Secret Realm, he looked at Xing Shayue and said: "Isn't there a holy warrior in the lower realm of Hongmeng Origin? People like Huo Tianjia, Six-Finger Sword Master, Lu Xiaoman, Mo Chi, and Mo Xiao don't have the first-generation ancient treasures.  , it will be easier to kill.¡±

    "I got it." Xing Shayue's form instantly dissipated, and seemed to be united with the stars in the sky. The children of the Meteorite clan were called the kings under the starry sky.

    ??Walking at night, if you are not careful, no one will be able to catch you, and you will eat in the endless land at that time.Inflicting great losses on the Meteor Clan, they marched at night, which was inexplicable.

    Tens of millions of core elites were killed in an instant, but no trace of the enemy could be caught. This repeated cycle caused people's hearts to collapse, and the soldiers and horses in an area made no achievements and returned in defeat.

    "What about you, who do you want to deal with?" At this time, Shenghexian looked at the little Chi Jing beside him.

    "Of course I have to kill two people from the lower realm. Otherwise, how can I intensify their conflicts?" The precious mirror in Xiao Chiji's hand also comes from the ancient inheritance of Taihua Mountain in Yuanshitian. It has incredible power. Even if the opponent has the first generation  Ancient treasure, but he is still fearless.

    "Then I'll kill two of them too." Shenghexian said calmly, seemingly effortlessly.

    Xu Daoyan is hiding quietly

    4000

    In the Sutra Hall, he basically knew nothing about the outside world. He was deeply shocked by the Sutra Hall. Without the old man to lead the way, he didn't know what year or month he would see here.

    In the process of reading these records, he gained a better understanding of the method of planting all things in the world, which would be helpful for his subsequent cultivation of "The Creation of All Things".

    If you don¡¯t have a profound understanding of all things in the world, it will always be difficult to practice "The Creation of All Things" to the extreme.

    However, Xu Daoyan also understood that if he could not solve the hurdle of mysterious vegetation, even if he had laid a solid foundation now, his understanding of the heaven, earth, wood and all things at a very deep level would still be zero.

    After spending nearly half a year, Xu Daoyan screened out most of the core books and browsed through them. He discovered that the mysterious vegetation in his body and his father's origin were likely to have a deep relationship with the boundless land.

    But there are only a few words of record, and the details are unclear. But what is certain is that it is also an extraordinary existence in the boundless land.

    Xu Daoyan took a deep breath. No wonder he couldn't find the same characteristics in the many records of the Eternal Divine Court, but it has become extremely difficult for him now.

    Xu Daoyan almost absorbed most of the food left by the old man that day, and he found that his life source was draining away faster.

    Most of the life-threatening things he ate came to nourish this mysterious vegetation, making it grow stronger and stronger, and finally there was a sense of returning to nature.

    The fruits on the mysterious vegetation became more and more translucent, giving people a sense of maturity. Xu Daoyan could only rely on his own feelings to explore.

    Although the mysterious vegetation has its own will at the moment, it is not clear and has not yet fully formed its own consciousness. Everything is based on instinct.

    He tried to communicate with it, but to no avail. He wanted to use Wanmu Supreme to contain the mysterious vegetation, but now his body was too fragile. If the two collided with each other, it would be enough to tear his body apart.  .

    The origin of the Wanmu Supreme is equally mysterious. Xu Daoyan¡¯s records from the Qihuang period reveal something relatively close to it: the birth of heaven and earth, the mother tree of chaos, taking root in the universe and evolving all things.

    However, Xu Daoyan is not sure, because the Wanmu Supreme has not grown up yet, and has only begun to gain power, even though he can communicate with it.

    But now it has also fallen into silence. As the old man said, the mysterious vegetation is in his body, and only he understands it best.

    He learned from the books he read that living toward death is like spring and autumn. Many trees grow in spring, sprout leaves, bloom and bear fruit, but in autumn and winter, they gradually wither and lose their vitality.

    However, every year when spring comes, these trees will revive again, imprinting growth rings in their bodies, as if they have experienced reincarnation again and again.

    Xu Daoyan took a deep breath. Perhaps only with this kind of determination could he be able to live toward death, but he could also truly die.

    He looked beside him and saw that all the things he was hanging on for his life had disappeared. He stopped thinking about it and continued to pick books to read.

    He quietly felt that his vitality was being swallowed up and gradually withered, and he wanted to be a tree, passing through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

    At the origin of life, the mysterious vegetation bears fruits one after another, which are all his fruits. They are swallowed up by it, and they are also refined independently to form fruits.

    Another half a year has passed, and Xu Daoyan¡¯s hair is gray, his energy is like a gossamer, and his body is withered. He is sitting with a book in his hand in the Sutra Collection Hall.

    He lowered his head, and there was no movement at all. He was like a dead person, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He felt as if he was about to disappear between heaven and earth.

    ??From babies to old people, from prosperity to withering, from prosperity to decline

    It seems like a reincarnation. At this moment, he is like an old monk who has passed away in Nirvana, motionless and skinny.?With the loss of time bit by bit.

    The mysterious vegetation at that moment in the origin of his life has always been there, standing in it, and there is no movement at all.

    Xu Daoyan felt his consciousness coming under the mysterious vegetation. Looking at the fruits, he sighed in his heart and said no more.

    The old man looked a little disappointed in the dark and said: "It seems that he is still unable to defeat those existences after all, but he is still persisting. How long can he persist?"

    He has seen countless lives and deaths, and deeply understands that once Xu Daoyan is truly silent, it will never be awakened again.

    In half a year, Xu Daoyan seemed to have died, and there was no more movement. However, the three young saint emperors whose souls originated from the boundless land, from this year on, stirred up the entire Hongmeng Origin, and it was full of blood.  , change the past pattern!
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