Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go Chapter 735: The 0th generation of reincarnation, the 3rd generation of immortal scriptures gather together, extinguish the illusion
Bamboo forest in the mountains, the breeze swells slightly.
A young man about fifteen or sixteen years old opened his eyes slightly and rubbed his eyes in a daze.
The teenager has no name, no surname, no father and no mother. He was raised by a blind fortune-teller since he was a child.
The fortune-telling blind man said that he is the reincarnation of a god, and he will definitely become a big man in the future.
The teenager sneered.
He didn't think that the gods would be willing to be reincarnated as wild species that no one wanted.
Although the blind fortune-telling man did not give the young man a lot of money, he taught him martial arts so that he could kill a tiger with one punch when he was a teenager.
Later, the blind fortune-telling man died of illness, and the young man felt that he would not have any relatives anymore.
Later, the teenager saw her.
I saw the blood stains on her body, the blood stains all over her face, and the despair on her face.
Behind is the person who chased her.
For some reason, he subconsciously shot the girl when he saw the girl's bloodstained but still big eyes.
Finally.
The young man came to the girl with a wound and stretched out his hand.
"What's your name?"
"My name is... Little Zhi Kite." The girl said timidly.
"Then you follow me." The young man took the girl's hand nonchalantly.
The girl clasped tightly without letting go.
This is three years.
In three years, the girl has been assassinated countless times, and the boy has helped her block countless assassinations.
The young man is getting stronger, but his injuries are getting more and more.
Three years later.
A group of people found the girl and wanted to take her away.
The young man watched silently, without saying a word.
When parting, the girl jumped into the boy's arms and kissed his face.
"I will come back to find you, and the little paper kite will become very strong, very powerful, and will not let you hurt any more." The girl vowed.
She stuffed a sachet into the heart of the boy's arms.
"Never forget me."
She is gone.
The teenager hates it, and even feels betrayed.
He picked up the sachet and wanted to throw it away, but in the end he put it in his arms.
Later, the boy met a son.
A young man who went into the mountains to hunt, and was about to be eaten by the eye-catching white tiger.
He smashed the white tiger to death with a fist, and at the same time looked at the son with contempt.
"It's so wasteful, don't go hunting in the mountains."
"Hello, the thirteen princes in Xia Beiliang, thank you Xiongtai for your help." The son smiled happily.
From then on, the Northern Liang Kingdom has an additional legend.
An unnamed general who shocked all directions.
Ten years later.
The Zichuan Empire attacked the imperial capital of the Northern Liang Kingdom.
A silent figure with a visor, like an iron tower, stood on the wall of the imperial capital.
With thirty thousand remnants, vowed to guard the country.
The female emperor of the Zichuan Empire, the imperial conquest.
"The Lord of Northern Liang has hanged himself, why are you still defending?" someone shouted.
The figure is indifferent.
He only knows that the young man who was almost eaten by the white tiger at the beginning has died in the rope he was hanging on.
But he will fight to the last minute.
The Empress Zichuan hides her face with a bead curtain.
She looked at the stubborn figure in front of her, probed into the void, with a sword in her hand.
"After the Beiliang Kingdom is breached, no one will be able to hurt us in this world." The Empress murmured in her heart.
Puff!
Blood is splashing.
The sword in the hand of Empress Zichuan penetrated the general's heart.
"Let me see, who is the last backbone of the Northern Liang Kingdom?"
The Empress Zichuan took off the mask of the general.
A familiar face was revealed.
"Why..."
"Little Paper Kite, here you are, you really have become very powerful..." The general trembling hands, took out something.
It's a blood-stained sachet.
For ten years, I feel at ease.
The general closed his eyes.
The female emperor Zichuan has messy temples and is heartbroken.
A sword seals the throat.
The two bodies lean against each other.
The splattered blood melted together.
The first life is over.
……
At the beginning of the Hua Deng.
A handsome young man secretly looked at the beautiful oiran in the room.
She should be the most beautiful woman in this checkbox.
She is Li Yuan.
She is not only beautiful, but also beautiful.
Unlike other women, they are intrigues one by one.
One day, Xiao Si accidentally knocked down a guest's wine glass, was punched and kicked by the guest, and almost killed him.
Li Yuan shot, hugged the guests, coaxed him to be happy, and told him not to care.
The young man lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Late night, he didn't know where the courage came from, found Li Yuan, hugged her and said, I want to take you away.
Li Yuan smiled and said, okay, when you become the number one in the world, take me away.
The young man left.
He met an expert and learned art from a teacher.
For three years, he was famous all over the world for his sword.
He came to the hook again.
The oiran is gone.
I heard that she died in a big family home a month ago.
Before she died, she was still muttering and took her away.
He carried the sword and washed the family with blood, up and down three hundred mouths, without leaving a life.
He put his arms around the oiran's already cold body and walked towards the sunset step by step.
The end of the second life.
There are many more stories.
Some scholars who went to Beijing to rush for the exam met a fox and a ladyboy in the middle of the night.
A disciple of the Dao Sect fell in love with the witch of the Demon Sect, and finally died in love.
And these people, without exception, will have a question in their hearts before they die.
Who am I?
They don't know who they are, they just feel like they have forgotten something.
They only remembered, as if they had seen it in a dream, a vague figure in white clothes, standing above the mortal world.
The reincarnation of one life after another seems to have no end.
The Fifth Life...
The seventh...
The Twentieth Century...
The seventy-second...
The ninety-ninth reincarnation has passed through the evil fate.
Until the hundredth century.
He is the eldest son of the world's first demon family.
He looks handsome and beautiful.
But the character is indifferent and alienated, as if there is no emotion.
The extinction of monsters is even more cruel.
But only a few people know.
He is not human.
It's the humanoid Taoist soldier handed down from ancient times in the first demon family.
He thinks that he might never have the feeling of love in his life.
Until, he met a peach blossom demon.
"My name is Tao Yuan."
Little Peach demon smiles cutely.
He didn't know why, he didn't kill him.
Perhaps because of that smile, too brilliant.
Tao Yuan told him that the outside world is big and big, and there are thousands of rivers and mountains endless.
"If you want, I can accompany you to see it." Tao Yuan smiled beautifully.
"I am the eldest son of the first demon family." He said.
"I'm not afraid, you are a good person." Tao Yuan smiled innocently.
He is still expressionless.
However, in the center of his eyebrows, there is a vague ancient talisman slowly appearing.
Later, the story of Little Peach Demon was revealed.
In the square hall of the First Demon Family, everyone asked him to kill the little peach demon by his own hands.
Little Tao Yao was weak, and collapsed to the ground covered in injuries.
And she was still smiling at him.
Just like when we first met, she smiled brilliantly.
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid I can't accompany you to see the thousands of rivers and mountains..." Tao Yuan was pale and smiled weakly.
He raised the sword in his hand.
Hesitate.
Chop.
Don't cut it yet?
His hands are shaking.
At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have reached the deepest part of the black abyss, do you want to sign in?"
He responded subconsciously.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, sign in the Three Generations of Immortal Sutras, there will be no birth sutras in the future!"
Boom!
With the sound of machinery~IndoMTL.com~The Amitabha Sutra in the past, the Tathagata in the present, and the three verses in the future.
Completely integrated into the Supreme Immortal Sutra of the cultivation soul, the III Immortal Sutra!
At this moment, his mind was instantly clear.
At the same time, the ancient talisman in the brain releases boundless brilliance.
That is half a chaotic ancient emperor talisman, protecting his soul.
"Hehe, the test of reincarnation for a hundred times, worthy of the underworld."
He looked cold and faint, looking at the weak and pitiful Taoyuan who collapsed to the ground.
"Ling Yuan, I'm afraid you haven't awakened yet. It seems that you are still the first step."
He fell with a sword and beheaded the little peach demon!