The distant sky is like a wash, the mountains and rivers of 90,000 miles are gone, and Kunpeng spreads its wings and soars to eighteen states, soaring to the thirty-three heavens.

Located in a small city on the edge of the continent, there are many high-rise buildings, busy traffic, and countless vermilion eaves and blue tile houses come into view, which is quite spectacular.

In a medium-sized bluestone brick carved room.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was lying on a golden silk nan wooden couch, his body curled up in a ball, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing was extremely weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

In the purple gold incense burner placed on the table, the blue cloud smoke rises, the door is gently pushed open, and a fresh breeze blows in from outside, mixed with the rich fragrance of gardenias.

At this moment, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with inspiration, and after looking around for a while, a blank look appeared on his face.

"Who am I, and what is this place?"

In a trance, many memory fragments emerged in his mind, everything in the past was revealed, and the originally vague consciousness gradually became clear at this moment.

His name is Mo Ziyan!

He is a legendary figure in the Shengyuan Continent, an undefeated god of war on the top of the heavenly list, who has only fought for justice all his life, has made countless meritorious achievements, and is admired by tens of thousands of people.

But he couldn't have imagined it......

The beloved disciple who he regarded as his own would join forces with his most beloved senior brother, poison him while he was in retreat to heal, and force him to the Soul Cliff.

Although at the last moment, he did not hesitate to pay the price of being taken away from his cultivation, and used the forbidden technique to severely damage the two of them, but he also suffered from exhaustion and poisoned into the bone marrow, and there was no way to return to the sky!

"What's going on...... Am I not dead yet? I obviously fell off the Soul Cliff at that time, how can I still be alive!"

"And I've been robbed of the afterlife...... Didn't it poison me? What the hell is going on?"

Whether it was the death of his body or the fall of the Soul Cliff, he was certain to die, but he really felt that he was still alive.

"Judging by the current situation, I should be reborn. ”

Mo Ziyan tried to sit up from the bed, but he never thought that a heartfelt pain would rise from his abdomen and spread to his whole body.

"Shhh

The heart-wrenching pain made him gasp, and he felt dizzy for a while, and after easing down a little, he found that he was actually on a soft and fragrant bed.

"Brother Ming! you ...... You're finally awake!"

A girl's voice like a silver bell came from his ears, and then a girl's face appeared in his sight.

This is a girl who looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing an emerald green long dress, with a delicate face, ruddy lips and bright lips, a delicate nose, and a pair of beautiful eyes with deep surprise are like a pool of crystal spring water, clear and transparent, Chu Chu is moving.

The whole cheek is gentle and soft, bright and bright, with a little fluorescence, which is extremely charming.

has such a demeanor at a young age, you can imagine what kind of country it will be when you grow up.

Looking at this girl who was close at hand and looked nervous, Mo Ziyan was momentarily stunned, and the two words blurted out completely subconsciously: "Xin Ling?"

The girl's snow-white wrist was raised, and the little jade-like hand pressed on his forehead, and a cool feeling came.

After feeling the warmth of Mo Ziyan's forehead, her expression finally relaxed a little, and she said happily: "The body temperature is almost back to normal, it's great, I was almost scared to death just now." ”

"Brother Ming, is there anything wrong with you now?"

Facing the girl's eyes full of deep concern, Mo Ziyan shook his head a little blankly.

At this time, he was integrating the memories in his mind, so his mind was completely in a state of dissociation.

"It rained heavily all night last night, but you didn't come home all night! When I got up to clean up in the morning, I found you lying in the back garden covered in blood, with a high fever. ”

"Today you were going to inherit the throne of the prince, and there will be a canonization ceremony in the family, but I didn't expect you to have an accident at this juncture!"

"Uncle Li almost went crazy, and just now he went out to ask for Doctor Huangfu in person. ”

Mo Ziyan nodded, after the memory was fused, he was relatively clear about the ins and outs of the matter, thought for a while, and asked, "Xin Ling, how many years is it in the Three Divine Calendar?"

The girl's eyes widened, looking at Mo Ziyan, her eyes were full of shock, her chin shook slightly, and she asked very suspiciously: "Three Divine Calendars?"

"No, how did she feel like she had discovered a new continent when she heard the Trigod Calendar. Mo Ziyan said secretly in his heart.

"Brother Ming, have you forgotten? It's the eighteenth year of the Heavenly Dao Calendar!"

Hearing this, Mo Ziyan was stunned.

The first year of the triumvirate calendar was the year when the three of them were crowned emperors.

And the 146th year of the Three Divine Calendar was the year he was poisoned and forced to go to the Soul Cliff.

In that case, what is the current Heavenly Dao calendar? Could it be that the calendar has also changed after being reborn?

Mo Ziyan fell into deep thought, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"You have a good rest for a while, and I'll go tell Uncle Li right away. ”

The girl was anxious, but she didn't notice the strangeness in Mo Ziyan's expression, she held Mo Ziyan's shoulders and let him lie back on the bed, and then left in a hurry.

The door was closed, and Mo Ziyan sat up from the bed again, holding his head with both hands.

This is a small city on the very edge of the Northern Sacred Domain of the Shengyuan Continent - Thousand Illusion City, and he is the only son of the head of the Li family in Thousand Illusion City - Li Ming!

This is who he is now!

His memories and the memories of Mo Ziyan in his previous life for more than a hundred years suddenly overlapped, making him stunned for a while.

Could it be that I borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul?

No, it's clear that I'm Li Ming!

Everything in this room is extremely familiar to me, from childhood to adulthood, all the memories are clear, everything is my own personal experience, and it will definitely not be stealing other people's memories!

Could it be that everything that happened to Mo Ziyan was just a dream? After he fell off the Soul Cliff, the dream suddenly woke up?

But the memory that belonged to Mo Ziyan was also very clear...... How can those more than 100 years of grievances and hatred be dreams!

"What the hell is going on?"

Mo Ziyan ...... It should be Li Ming now, he was stunned for a while, his eyes finally calmed down, his thoughts slowly became clear, and such a memory appeared in his mind:

Because of the problem of canonizing the prince, he was cold-eyed and not in a good mood at the time, so he walked alone on a path in the back garden.

In the evening, the sun was blooming, and the garden was full of delicate irises, so I stopped to admire it, and suddenly, a group of people in black jumped out of the flowers.

Before he could see the person in front of him clearly, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the raindrop-like fists fell on his body, and the man in black was extremely ruthless, but after a few breaths, he became a bloody man.

The group of black-clothed people still did not give up, and one of the black-clothed men led by them stretched out his fist, and white light flashed on the surface, and the next moment, the fist landed firmly on Li Ming's abdomen.

The tremendous force forced Li Ming to fall to the ground, and after that, the group of men in black disappeared into the night.

I don't know how long it took, it rained heavily between the heavens and the earth, and suddenly, a sword-shaped red thunderbolt fell from the sky and slashed at Li Ming's body, and a humanoid soul shadow was faintly visible......

"I didn't expect to be assassinated in my own home, what a grievance!"

"Sword-shaped red thunder and lightning, humanoid soul shadow...... I see!" Mo Ziyan had an epiphany.

It seems that when he fell off the Soul Cliff, the half-cut sword saved his main soul that sealed his memories and consciousness, and then the remaining remnant souls were reunited and reborn.

However, due to the lack of the main soul, he has been as unconscious as a walking dead since he was born.

In the main soul are the memories of the past life and one's own consciousness, while in the remnant soul are the memories of this life.

Just yesterday, by chance, the main soul returned to its place, and the two souls merged into one, and similarly, the memories of the two lives were also fused together.

That's why he felt like a dream, and he couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present.

Although I don't know why such an incredible thing happened, I not only came back from the dead, but also had the memories of two lives.

Perhaps, God was not angry about the misery of his fate in these two lives, so he was merciful and gave him a chance to be reborn!

"Alive...... It's so good!" Li Ming greedily breathed in the fresh air, looking very intoxicated.

Obviously, only those who have died once will understand what a happy thing it is to be alive.

"Heaven will not kill me, I will be punished, wait! ”

An inexplicable killing intent came out of Li Ming's body, condensed but not dispersed, real but not false, and his eyes, which were originally clear and clear, also turned red at this moment, shook his head slightly, and suddenly returned to clarity.

Mo Ziyan in his previous life, with extraordinary talent, became a saint at the age of forty, broke rivers and mountains with a sword, and slaughtered tens of millions of strong people of the demon clan with his own strength, stirring up the world, how majestic!

But his current cultivation is ordinary...... To put it mildly, it's scum to the extreme.

In the Shengyuan Continent, strength is respected.

Although Li Ming was born in the Li family, he is still the son of Li Xuan, the strongest family head, but he is fifteen years old, and his cultivation has always been in the foundation building realm.

This kind of cultivation will undoubtedly be the lowest level of existence in the mainland, and it has completely become a big joke for the Li family, if it weren't for his father Li Xuan being the strongest person in the Li family, no one would be willing to look at him at all, even if he died suddenly, there would be few people who cared about it at all.

But yesterday, someone did not hesitate to risk his life to assassinate him in Loei, and as for the reason, the current Li Ming is of course clear.

For today is the day when he will be canonized as the son of the world.

"Infighting? It's getting interesting. Li Ming sneered.

Although the Li family is only a small family in Thousand Illusions City, it is also a force after all.

Those who inherit the position of the prince are second only to the head of the family and the great elder, and will be fully supported by the family, and there is no shortage of cultivation resources at all.

If nothing else, he will definitely inherit the position of head of the family in the future.

And he was able to inherit the position of the son, without thinking about it, because of his father, the head of the Li family and the first strong man - Li Xuan!

In the Li family, there are many juniors who are higher than him, but they want him to inherit the position of the son of the world, so there must be some narrow-minded people who choose to take risks......

Li Ming sneered and said indifferently: "People's hearts ...... It really is the most sinister thing. ”

The life and death of those who love me are uncertain, the lives and deaths of those who hate me are countless, and the people who hurt me are still drinking and talking!

The revenge has not been avenged, how can I, Li Ming, go to Huangquan and want to kill me, then please bear my monstrous anger first!

At this moment, Li Ming's whole person was sharp, his momentum was like a rainbow, and an unprecedented Lingyun meaning appeared on his body.

"Hehe! The game has just begun, let's play slowly. A strange smile rose into the corner of Li Ming's mouth.