Buer’s Grand Dao Chapter 447: My name is Lin An, and my story has just begun

(1)

This quirky and real dream makes Buer immersive.

Tang Xian and Liu Mingxiang's voice came from outside, but he felt like he was in a dream.

Why do you have such a dream?

Is it because Chi Xin is close to yourself, or is it because of the newly acquired [Recall] divine ability after entering the ground bridge? This door divine ability is derived from the time rule of candle two, and it is currently imprinted in the black and white scroll of sea of consciousness. The effect remains to be explored, but it is probably related to the retrospect of the past.

If these two dreams are the past that happened in the past, then it is very worthy of study.

For example, the mysterious altar, the blood merges into a weird pattern-according to Chu Yue, the ancient city of Kazakhstan was built by the blood-sacrifice people. There is an altar in Kazakhstan where the dead can be resurrected...

Blood Sacrifice-Altar-Flowing Blood-Weird writing. With intuition alone, the altar in the dream can be related to the altar in the ancient city.

Why does that familiar figure appear in the altar? What is the dark stone in his hand? Will it be the piece in the hands of my father and mother-that is, the piece that hangs on my neck later.

Chu Yue once said, "My opponent is looking for a stone, which is related to the ancient city, I am also looking for-if you let them catch up with me, I will disappear forever."

What is the relationship between the stones in Chu Yue's mouth, the stones in the hands of familiar figures, and the stones in my own family? Will it be the same thing?

Also, who is the vague face above the altar?

(2)

In the second dream, the cave is undoubtedly the first time he met Sui Yue.

The words hanging on the wall, with a little jerky handwriting, when Buer first saw it, I felt like I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn’t remember it anyway-it was written by my mother.

No wonder. At that time, most of my mother-in-law learned human race shortly, so she was nervous. Later, the words she wrote gradually became smooth, which was quite different from this handwriting. The poems used the words of the mood to be average. I thought it was because my mother was not well versed in human race poetry at that time.

"Unforgettable one day, no regrets for life." This word is mostly a love poem written by my mother to my father.

Hidden head is so obvious that he didn’t see it for the first time. He was so stupid.

"I don't envy riding the luan and the sky, regretting the lonely horn and abandoning it from now on." The two of them merged into the sky, leaving him alone in a cold world, why not bear it?

Daddy and Niang mentioned the Rift Wars. Was this rift war the battle that was more than a hundred years ago?

Buer touched storage bag, and the black stone his mother gave him was inside. Across storage bag, he could also feel the warmth of the stone.

He is already familiar with the cave in his dream.

Puppet Toad Valley visited twice during the trial. The first time was the first encounter with Sui Yue. He was taken by the "Little Grey Ball" and then chased and killed. The second time, because he escaped the Sui Yue's pursuit, he was taken by the little gray ball again.

The second time, he found the mystery from the calligraphy and painting, and found the entrance of the seven doors and seven holes.

It reminds him of a dream that he had dreamed before--

The people above long horn faced strong enemies at the altar and fled all the way to a valley full of weird plants. The strong enemy chased him, and another fierce man rushed into the mountain wall and broke into a strange and dark space. He waved his hands toward the endless void, and even blasted out seven doorways leading to a different world. The doorways are bluish, red, blue, purple, white, black, colorless and transparent, and seven kinds of light curtains. He grinned in the face, his limbs collapsed and resolved into seven rays of light, drilled into seven door holes, and disappeared without a trace...

At the moment he disappeared, a cloud of **** mist appeared in the dark space, turning into an different race humanoid with many tentacles. Standing in front of the seven doorways, I observed for a long time. He stretched out his tentacles and shot a blood at the top of his head. A space channel was opened out of thin air-the other end was connected to the previous altar. different race turned into blood mist, drilled into the space channel, and returned to the previous altar...

After contacting the two dreams before and after, it can be preliminarily inferred that the seven gates and seven holes he had previously discovered in the Puppet Toad Valley secret realm were caused by this figure he once knew. Who is he, why did he go to the altar, and who are the enemies encountered in the altar?

Many doubts hovered over his head, it seemed that the trip to the ancient city was not as simple as he thought.

(three)

The city of Kazakhstan vibrated again, as if someone was supporting the earth’s plate under the ground, shaking it gently.

The wooden table by the windowsill was shaken loudly.

He had a fever in his chest. He took out the fragments of the blood-sacrifice from it.

"Brother,"

Liu Mingxiang’s voice came out of the window, "Come and see!"

He opened the window and escaped straight away. In the open space in front of the bald angle building, Chu Yue, Xiuxiu, Yi Xuan, Li Ran, and Liu Mingxiang all came out.

As the earth slowly shook, a vast and vast city phantom rose slowly from the ground, and the sunlight covered the city, casting a huge shadow in an extremely wide area, and the world suddenly became dark.

The gigantic city is far more magnificent and magnificent than the city of Kazakhstan that it is separating. The top of the city is stacked with three circular altars. A bronze spire in the center of the altar rises into the clouds. I don't know how to pierce the thick cloud layer on the bronze spire, as if a golden sword pointed directly at the sky.

An ancient and vicissitudes of breath overflows from the city, covering the entire city of Kaze.

In the air, the smell of the old city and the old earth is everywhere. Under the reflection of the city, in the dim light, everyone seems to be in a long river in the old days.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A huge yellowish old bell is faintly visible on the high wall of the city. The bell hammer is unmanned, but it strikes on its own. The bells ring through the world, ethereal and old, simple and magnificent, like a river flowing through thousands of years.

"Look there!" Liu Mingxiang shouted.

The phantom of a huge door grows from nothing, gradually solidifying in front of the city. The whole body is reddish-red stone, which is made of blood.

A pattern similar to formation and altar-like is printed on the door posts on both sides.

A huge sculpture of the different race man is erected on the door beam, with a scorpion tail, a beautiful appearance, and a crown of an altar on his head. His eyes are far-reaching and he looks at the sky.

Under the sculpture, there is red light and red neon. Thousands of blood gases, purple mist.

Dozens of sculptures of different race generals were placed on each side, with each beam leaning against the column, holding various sacrifices in hand. Behind the sacrificial pillar wrapped around the red scorpion, a huge poison hook was raised high.

A long bridge in front of the giant gate, the giant scorpion phantom flying across the bridge, the red shadow awning in the sky, and the red mist covering the city.

(four)

The cultivator in the city of Kazakhstan was shocked by this earth-shattering vision. They all walked up to the street, looked up, whispered, clamored, and pointed.

Canggu's bell struck the third time, and suddenly shot thousands of to rosy rays of light from the giant gate, with a path of three to five feet in diameter, which gathered more than a thousand people in the city into the mask.

Buer turned his head and looked around, only to find that besides Chu Yue, Xiuxiu, Liu Mingxiang, Yi Xuan, Li Ran were all surrounded by red light.

He quickly looked at Chu Yue, only to find that she wore a wig and a delicate makeup today, wearing a Hidden Clouds Sect veil, which was no different from the female nuns in the Grand Truth world. This dress is more to complement her beautiful appearance, and there are a few scattered and free freedoms that are not belonged to Grand Truth female nuns, which makes Buer also a little moved. He soon realized that entering the ancient city would inevitably meet his old enemies. Chu Yue probably didn't want to be exposed too early.

He frowned, pointing at the other girls, "What's going on?"

"They want to go by themselves."

He looked at a few girls, and none of them seemed to be worrying, "You know how dangerous the ancient city is."

"The ancient city can fulfill everyone's wishes," Chu Yue said: "I can't and shouldn't refuse them."

He opened his mouth, and he didn’t know that they should be stupid or ignorant.

Xiuxiu said: "I will go wherever you go."

"Did you not say that," Liu Mingxiang said: "Everyone has to bear the consequences for their choice-we are ready."

Okay, this is what he said to Zhang Mei. I didn't expect to be used against myself one day.

Yi Xuan said: "I also have people who want to be resurrected."

Li Ran looked at him, a little life appeared in his eyes. Since the death of Li Qingyun, she has always been lifeless.

Okay, let’s go. No one has deprived others of their persistent power.

Anyway, things have reached this point, everyone's skin fragments should be recognized by the blood, and the result can't be changed. After stepping into the ground bridge, he seemed to be easier to see, and in many cases things that could not be understood forward gradually became understandable.

"Eh... What about Tang Xian?" Buer asked.

"She is easy to cause trouble," the girls said with a smile, "We let her fall asleep."

(5)

In another dark corner, the high wall cannot block the shadow of the ancient city above him. It’s like Chu Zhi’s shadow over Lin An.

The light from the ancient city did not enclose Lin An-this is obviously because he didn’t confess his blood.

"Why?" Chu Zhi's face was murky.

"I don’t know."

Lin An is beating heartily, taking the skin fragments of the bleeding sacrifice tribe, rubbing it repeatedly, injecting magical power, and even infiltrating it in Chu Zhi’s beam of light. Trying various methods is still useless.

"I want to confess my blood." Chu said, "You don't even know this?"

"I try..." Lin An bit his fingertips and dropped a drop of blood, two drops, three drops on the debris, and kept dropping...still not working. Of course not, because this fragment was transferred by him.

The bell sounded deeper and deeper, and it seemed that it would soon stop.

cultivator, surrounded by the pillar of light, began to slowly move towards the giant gate, as did Chu Zhi.

"It seems that you have no chance with the ancient city." Chu Zhi's tone seemed to be regretful.

Lin An listened and sighed long. If someone can feel his words, it must be a relief.

He was full of regret, but he still refused to give up.

Suddenly, Chu Zhi waved his sleeves and took the fragments of his hands into his hands. He was taken aback, but was too late to stop.

Chu Zhi set off a fire, lit the debris, and quickly turned it into ashes.

"You lied to me."

Chu Zhi smiles coldly, his face dark and cold in the dim light.

Lin An's face stiffened, and he knew his expression at this time must be very unnatural.

next moment, Chu Zhi extended take action to him, magical power landed across the air.

He was unable to move for a moment, feeling that the air around his head quickly solidified, and the huge pressure pressed the head, which seemed to explode soon.

Is it still impossible to escape the cycle of fate?

Fortunately, Chu Zhi could not escape the disaster of the ancient city, but also death. Chu Zhi was buried with him, and his life was worth it. Regrettably, in this life, I did not reach the ground bridge, and the divine ability of the reincarnation of life and death did not appear. This time, I really want to fall into an endless long sleep.

Chu Zhi's palm was gently grasped.

The tsunami-like pressure surged to an instant, and the severe headache made the Lin An crazy.

At this time, the nearby space suddenly twisted.

In the distorted shadow, Lin An saw the figure of Wu Fan-he nodded to himself, smiled slightly, and expressed gratitude and farewell.

With a bang, Wu Fan burst his head and smiled for a moment. A mass of scarlet blood mist bloomed brightly.

The **** smell of rust poured into the nostrils of Lin An, acting with great pressure, almost suffocating him.

The distortion of the space passed by, and the pressure faded like the ocean tide.

The next moment, he gasped for breath and was still alive.

(Six)

This is a dim and damp basement, with dozens of children wearing Guishanzong costumes around Lin An.

"Why am I here?" He looked around blankly.

"Brother Wu said," a disciple of about ten years old said: "Eun Gong is in trouble, he is going to help."

"He got me here?"

"This is not clear..."

Lin An recalls the scene of the genius—distortion of space, Wu Fan’s smiling face, farewell...

"What else did he say before he left?"

"Brother said," another kid came up, "He may take a long time to come back. He also said that you will come soon, let us listen to you."

(seven)

Hidden Clouds Sect in a dim sky, in the desolate bell, hurriedly hurried away.

"Old dog," Yuan Zhen asked, "What's going on with the city in the sky?" Somehow, he looked at the vision between heaven and earth and was a little excited. .

"How do I know."

"What are these light beams for?"

"How do I know..."

"Look at the people in this beam of light-how did you go in the direction of the giant gate?"

"How do I know!"

Speaking, you are almost at the bald corner building of Ice Grinding Courtyard.

Yuan Zhen saw the girls from Wei Buer and Ice Grinding Courtyard covered in a beam of light from a distance, slowly drifting towards the giant gate in the sky.

"Junior Brother Wei," Yuan Zhen waved away, "Junior Brother Wei, wait a minute!"

Wei Buer also saw Hidden Clouds Sect everyone. He waved his hand at this side, showing a happy expression.

"Junior Brother Wei," Gu Naichun said: "Brother has something to tell you!"

Wei Buer pointed to the beam of light and shook his head, indicating that the sound was isolated.

He was tied by the beam of light, and as he drifted farther and farther away, his figure gradually blurred, and at last there was only a black shadow, against the huge city, as small as ants.

He waved goodbye to the crowd.

Everyone could not see the expression on his face, or even his movements, but he felt that although he was in the vast world vision and in the dim sky, he was not small at all, nor at all No blur, very clear.

Everyone inexplicably raised a touch of sadness.

Yuan Zhen fell to the ground, Gu Naichun fell to the ground, Bao Hui fell to the ground, the dog Hoopoe fell to the ground, everyone fell to the ground, and sincerely bowed at Wei Buer.

Wei Buer salutes in mid-air.

Gu Naichun looked at him and remembered again the young handyman who kowtowed in the Yunyinshan Compliance Academy.

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[End of Lin An]

My name is Lin An, Hidden Clouds Sect disciple, and I am from Ning City county.

Speaking of many people do not believe-I come from three hundred years later. It's true.

Reincarnation Gu is a good sea suppressing beast, but it’s a bit sad to put it on me. Because I was unlucky, I didn't get much light from it.

Or maybe Reincarnation Gu is too domineering and side leakage, which is not blessed by ordinary people. After knowing that my sea suppressing beast is Reincarnation Gu, my mind is not so good. I was deceived for years, and I was sold to help count the money.

Fortunately, Reincarnation Gu can make me go back to live three hundred years ago.

Rebirth is bad luck. Earlier in the year there was a cultivator called Fang Yuan, sea suppressing beast is a spring and autumn cicada, which probably helps rebirth. The gangster was reborn several times, bad luck more than once.

Fortunately, I don’t have to be born again.

My great hatred people were sent to the cemetery by me. I personally played mourning for him and filled him with the last **** soil.

It seems quite easy, but the process of revenge is very dangerous. I was careful every step of the way, like walking on thin ice, and almost burped at the end.

Wu Fan of Guishan Sect used his life to survive me. Because I helped him once. This is the bloody, true causal reincarnation ~ IndoMTL.com ~ let me have a new and deeper understanding of the reincarnation Reincarnation Gu grand dao

I avenged myself, and grand dao has a better outlook. What is uncomfortable is that these will come at the cost of Wu Fan's life. I will live well for him, and I will run Guishanzong and manage it better. I will go to my lover in my previous life and continue writing the love story we haven't finished.

I am ushering in a brand new life, and I no longer have to shrink, tremble, and hide.

My name is Lin An, and my story has just begun.

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Everyone, the story of Lin An is over here.

I had imagined that, after trying all his hard work, he still failed to escape Chu Zhi’s clutch and was pulled into the ancient city together.

If you write that way, Wu Fan will eventually choose not to help. When the ancient city appears, Wu Fan will be full of resentment, becoming a fatal blow for his failure to escape from the ancient city.

In my conception, Wu Fan’s sea suppressing beast has at least two kinds of divine ability, one is the transfer of flowers (somewhat similar to the Li Youran of the Soul Tower. Unfortunately, Li Youran was designed by Lu Mingyu and failed to succeed); Wu Fan’s other divine ability It is with the soul, he can divide a ray of divine soul and follow around Lin An to see if he can help himself.

If Lin An chose not to help, he violated his oath. Wu Fan’s revenge will not escape, and his doom will follow. This is his reincarnation, causal reincarnation. There is cause and effect.

I wrote about a thousand words for this ending, and suddenly stopped writing. Want to give him another ending, a hopeful ending. I think about many reasons for doing this, and I also want to write it out and share it with you. But when it comes to your lips, and you think you are so smart, you must have understood it long ago.

Yes.

ps: Junding has already reached 2895, and it will have to be changed soon. I will save a chapter...