History’s Best Reincarnation: Episode 469: Tao!


A dark, endless, no light, no end

Xiao Hui lying on his shoulders seemed a little uneasy, moved a bit, and let out a low cry twice, Zhang Xiaofan gently stretched out his hand and patted the monkey's head, as if to comfort it, Xiao Hui immediately became quiet down. [Full text reading]

Afterwards, Zhang Xiaofan stared forward, but in his eyes there was nothing but darkness, he looked for a long time, but did not move, until finally, a faint smile appeared on his mouth, but he closed his eyes, walk forward.

Taking one step forward, the secret realm of the magic moon suddenly changed, with a bang, a gust of fiery air rushed towards his face, Zhang Xiaofan could even clearly feel that he had walked into a sea of ​​flames, his whole body was being burned The sudden flames were burning, severe pain surged from every corner of the body, and the whole body seemed to be destroyed in this violent sea of ​​flames.

But he still closed his eyes tightly, and even when the muscles on his face were slightly twisted due to the severe pain, the corners of his mouth still maintained a faint smile.

He walked forward step by step, although slowly but continuously.

On the shoulder, the monkey Xiao Hui let out a startled cry, it sounded very frightened, but Zhang Xiaofan immediately hugged it in his arms, so that Xiao Hui's head was deeply buried in his chest, no longer looking out, Soon, it seemed that it was the master's palm and the heartbeat in his chest that made Xiao Hui quiet down, laying motionless in Zhang Xiaofan's arms.

The sound of the flames burning became louder and louder, and even the air around the body seemed to be filled with a horrible burning smell. times the pain.

However, Zhang Xiaofan's footsteps still did not stop, walking forward slowly but firmly.

I don't know when, the violent sea of ​​flames in my feeling slowly faded away, and around him, there was a vast and empty silence again, and the pain in his body also disappeared.

Among the silence, suddenly, there was a clear sound of water droplets dripping, which rang in his ears. The cold water droplets came from nowhere, fell from nothingness, and landed on his face.

It was freezing cold.

For a moment, there was no warning at all, rumbling loud noises came from the front, as if they were everywhere, Zhang Xiaofan's mind vividly portrayed the terrifying scene, the huge waves were like dragons, It is so high that it crashes down, and everything standing in front of the power of the world is as small as an ant. Even the majestic Qingyun Mountain was destroyed and swallowed by him in an instant, and the bitter cold wind instantly tore his body away. , The pain ten times more severe than the flames just now came from every corner of the body again.

Zhang Xiaofan never knew that a person's body would be subjected to such and such torture, would feel such severe pain, even his persevering nerves seemed to collapse before the pain Tens of thousands of hands are tugging at him, and he can't even continue to breathe, as if trapped under the deep sea, the infinite pressure immediately crushes him into powder and turns him into a still water.

Even if you die, you should open your eyes and look around before you die.

Like a lamp, this idea suddenly appeared deep in his heart, flickering continuously, like an irresistible temptation.

Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath, walked slowly forward, and closed his eyes tightly!

The chilly waves on all sides seemed to be enraged, and suddenly became more and more furious, the roar was deafening, and the feeling of torture followed one after another, Zhang Xiaofan's forehead was even covered with cold sweat, his face was pale Extremely, but he always maintained the clarity that remained before the collapse, and he was still walking slowly

One step, another step, without stopping, just like life, moving forward slowly, after all, you can't look back.

The tide receded slowly, the deafening and terrifying noise also disappeared, and the silence returned to his side again, in a void, it seemed that only the sound of his footsteps echoed.

Alone, go alone!

"Xiaofan!"

Suddenly, a voice called out behind him leisurely, Zhang Xiaofan felt like being struck by lightning in an instant, his body shook violently, his face showed an expression of disbelief, it was actually the first time, he stopped involuntarily pace.

His eyes were still closed, but his lips began to tremble slightly, a bit choked up, a bit heartbroken, and even a bit desperate, and said in a low voice: "Baguio"

The familiar voice seems to be behind him, with infinite tenderness, with a kind of tenderness that haunts his dreams, unforgettable tenderness, faintly said: "Xiaofan, are you ignoring me? Look back at me! "

Zhang Xiaofan's body began to tremble slowly, his body seemed to be caught in a fierce battle, he wanted to turn around several times, but endured it, although there was no pain, but at this moment, he was sweating The wet and heavy shirt, the distorted face, was actually more painful than the terrible fire and the coldness of the deep sea just now.

A deep but clear call floated gently behind his back, as if it would never end. The ups and downs of this life were all because of that voice. Why didn't you turn back?

"Ah!" He suddenly roared, his body trembling, his teeth clenched, and the bones all over his body making noises, as if he had finally reached the limit of his patience.

However, it seems that this is not over yet, except Baguio's voice calling him behind him, slowly, he actually heard the voices of other people, all of whom are unforgettable people in his life.

Father, mother!

Monk Puzhi!

Tian Buyi, Su Ru!

Endless, those voices are layer upon layer, wave after wave, calling and shouting behind him, the past of his life is like smoke, and scenes flash before his eyes.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, trekking alone;

He doesn't want to be lonely, he doesn't want to live forever, all he wants is to be with the one he loves!

Zhang Xiaofan cried like a child, with nowhere to hide.

Tears were dripping, and there was a faint warmth in his palm, and the endless calling voices around him were still calling in his ears, lingering, tempting him, making him open his eyes and turn his head away.

It's just that the faint warmth suddenly calmed his trembling body. This familiar and warm feeling seemed to him not too long ago. Always, always by his side, in countless dark nights, hugging him tightly, warming him with the warmth of his body.

Also once, in that emptiness, emptiness and darkness, he was half-dream and half-awake in a coma, and in a trance, there were warm tears dripping on his face in a frighteningly cold world, telling him that he Not alone.

In this life, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, and thousands of mountains in the evening snow.

Not...

Alone!

The countless voices around suddenly became urgent, as if they were stimulated by something, they continued to call Zhang Xiaofan with a bit of sternness, but his body slowly stood up, the pain on his face was distorted by a Shares flat and slowly replaced.

Afterwards, he smiled lightly, smiling faintly with deep nostalgia and unforgettable thoughts.

Then, he turned around and walked, leaving all the voices behind him, letting the voice shriek, and then gradually subsided amidst the shrill sound.

Silence, stagnation of all things in the surrounding world!

"You're finally here." Suddenly, a gratifying voice came: "I really didn't expect that you passed the Magic Moon Ancient Road so quickly."

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes, what he saw in front of him was a young and handsome young man, with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, with a gentle smile on his face, but there seemed to be a passion emanating from his eyes Passionate. The strong wind on the Gobi blew past, his white clothes fluttered, he was unremarkably chic, just standing there casually, but Zhang Xiaofan suddenly had a feeling of admiration from the bottom of his heart, as if as long as he said a word, he would follow him Across the world iron-blooded battlefield is also willing.

"I heard Jiang Chen talk about you. He said that you are Master Wan Jianyi who is also known as Qingyun Shuangjiao with Master Daoxuan." Under the circumstances, if you, Master, control the Zhuxian Sword Formation, you might be able to defeat the demon lord Jiang Chen!"

"I can't." Wan Jian smiled and shook his head and said, "My life has come to an end, and I have no strength to control the ancient sword of Zhu Xian." Holding it in the palm, it is indeed Zhu Xian.

Zhang Xiaofan quickly asked: "Senior, you"

Slowly shaking his head, Wan Jianyi stared at the ancient Zhuxian sword in his hand, then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and said quietly: "My child, this power of Zhuxian is the supreme magical power that surpasses the heaven and earth, it can kill immortals and destroy demons , ruining the world, should not exist in the world, but since he is already here, he needs a master after all."

While speaking, Wan Jian raised his hand lightly, Zhu Xian's ancient sword was like floating duckweed, but it was brought by the wind and floated in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and even more indifferent.

"He belongs to you~IndoMTL.com~I have poured my whole life into him and repaired his defects." Wan Jian said with a smile: "Pick him up, you have to understand, you face It is an ancient and unparalleled supreme demon, only he can help you defeat powerful enemies, protect Qingyun, protect China, and protect all the people you want to protect!"

After the words were finished, Wan Jianyi's figure floated in front of his eyes like a cloud of smoke, almost at the same time, Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand slowly and grabbed the hilt of Zhu Xian's ancient sword.

Five fingers, close together!

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt, it suddenly exploded in the ear, tearing apart the entire sky, lightning flashed wildly, wind and clouds rolled, and the moonlight above the sky was full of brilliance, and the colorful lights kept shining, converging into a giant A beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Zhang Xiaofan's figure.

In the depths of the brilliance, Zhang Xiaofan's figure seemed to be a bit blurred, he could only vaguely see his movements, he slowly raised the ancient sword of Zhu Xian, as the ancient sword rose, the wind and clouds above the sky swirled like crazy More and more anxiously, that colorful air sword representing the peerless power to kill immortals reappeared, looking down on the world, invincible! (To be continued.)

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