Everything seems to be a reincarnation, although the time is not right, but after countless experiences, Yang Xuan has returned here.

Snow Country!

Qingshuang appeared, Ling Wudao appeared, Xie Tianji, Meng Qingqing ...... Everything that should have appeared appeared.

But Yang Xuan is not that Yang Xuan anymore.

The thief took Yang Xuan around and dug up a lot of diamonds and jewelry, but of course, he was still sent back to the prison by the woodcutter.

The poisonous pool of Biyun Sect does not exist, it is just an ordinary pool, and there is a kind of fish in the pool, which has no spines and is extremely delicious.

The old man who chopped wood looked at Yang Xuan and showed a strange smile, Yang Xuan also smiled, he already knew who the old man was who the woodcutter was.

The mark left by Yang Xuan was still in that cave, so Yang Xuan entered that huge space again.

The metal pillar was still there, still emitting a mysterious blue light, only this time, it was just him.

There was no need to calculate, Yang Xuan entered the correct password.

The pillar shattered, the lightning formed a large net shrouded, and the light dispersed, Yang Xuan jumped into the light without any hesitation.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Yang Xuan returned to his childhood again.

But this time, he was not confused, his face was expressionless, he grew up slowly, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Qingtian when he watched Yang Qingtian go to death, and he was not surprised when he saw the fortune teller appear.

Even, when he was judged to be born a waste, he was still expressionless.

continued to be bullied by the clansmen, and continued to grow up to the age of fifteen.

Continue to wait in the back mountain.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and then suddenly a white glow erupted.

But not raindrops.

Xiuzhen!

It seemed to be a predestined fate, and Yang Xuan once again stepped into the path of cultivation.

The Sun family was wiped out, the Zhao family was wiped out! Taiping City was full of blood, and the entire sky trembled at Yang Xuan's feet.

Sun Chongming died, but he still gave Yang Xuan the first innate golden pill.

Yan Feiwen takes Mei and Fluttershy, as well as the luxurious carriage.

The innate spirit crocodile jumped out of the water with Neidan, and after Yang Xuan signed for the courier, he received the lunch.

The fire of the red lotus in the center of the earth was still there, burning quietly, and was taken into Yang Xuan's arms.

The look of shock on Xuan Wenli's face had not yet subsided, and he resolutely surrendered, and the eldest prince Yan Feiyun was still so eyeless, playing the role of a villain.

Lin Suyi was still rescued by Yang Xuan, and the scarface man was still so powerful, he drank Yang Xuan and Lin Suyi's wine, and ate half a rabbit meat, and his lines did not change.

The little finch also reappeared and was taken under Yang Xuan's door.

Lei Jingwu is still so dizzy, the uncle is long and the uncle is short and short, the black crow is still so mysterious, Yang Xuan can't even take a blow.

What Lin Zhuyu had on his body was still that highly condensed ice formation.

The big black bear was taking a bath, and there was no accident, Yang Xuan drank his bath water dry.

Gan Tingjun came back, came to Yang Xuan to pretend to be forced according to the script, and then received a box lunch. The eldest prince Yan Feiyun's acting skills are good, and Yang Xuan admired it for a while and then slapped it into a pulp.

The old ancestor of the Rilun Kingdom appeared again, and he was still the master of the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan realm, Su Hanyu didn't make a move, and he seemed to be a mortal.

Xuanyi's heavy soil was still the same bead, and the sand table full of flags was almost kicked over by Yang Xuan, but Yan Feiwen still ascended to the throne with Yang Xuan's support.

The Ancestor of Hanshan was still introduced to the Soul Destroying Valley by Yang Xuan, and those who died could not die again, of course, the golden aura in the Soul Destroying Valley was absorbed by Yang Xuan.

You Xiaomei also reappeared, and Yang Xuan still helped her become a congenital.

Everything seems to be back on track, without the slightest change.

The only thing that has changed is Yang Xuan.

The smile on his face grew thicker and thicker.

Qingshuang appeared, the princess recruited relatives, the thief was still so funny, the old man chopping wood still secretly gave the key to Yang Xuan, of course, the thief did not escape his palm.

Everything that has happened has come over again,

Finally, he was back in front of the massive metal pillar and plunged headlong into the light.

So, he became a baby again, only this time, he didn't practice martial arts, and he didn't go to the back mountain to wait for that white mang.

He just watched Yang Qingtian die, and then quietly grew up to fifteen or sixteen years old under the oppression of the clansmen, and then was driven out of the Yang family and depended on his mother.

With Yang Qingshu's sponsorship, they opened a small shop to make ends meet.

In fact, such a day is not bad, the sunrise and the sunset, although busy and ordinary, but full of joy.

Yang Xuan no longer thinks about martial arts or cultivation, but runs this small shop of his own wholeheartedly.

A few years later, he married the daughter of the owner of the tofu shop next door, and then gave birth to a big fat boy, which made Qian Shile can't close his mouth.

Time passed, Yang Xuan slowly grew old, and when he was forty years old, Qian died suddenly.

Yang Xuan has no sadness, over the years, he has lived an extremely fulfilling life, although ordinary, but full of the touching of small people.

A few years later, his wife died of illness, his son started a family, and Yang Xuan was already fifty years old.

After that, Yang Xuan left Taiping City and began his lonely journey.

Goal, Snow Country!

A mortal, or a fifty-year-old man, on the road alone, to travel thousands of miles, in this world of high martial arts, what a magnificent event.

Along the way, he went through hardships, hovering on the edge of life and death several times, and after several years of hard work, he finally succeeded in reaching Qingxue Country.

It's still a tripartite force, it's still a princess recruiting a son-in-law, everything seems to be strange and hasn't changed, the only thing that has changed is Yang Xuan.

He had fallen into the clouds, from a high-ranking martial artist or cultivator, to a mortal who was about to die, an ant-like mortal, a mortal who stood at everyone's feet, and seemed to be a mortal who could be trampled to death by any person.

However, when Yang Xuan really stood below everyone, he laughed instead.

Sometimes, you may only be able to see the truth clearly if you stand at the feet of everyone.

When he came to the cave again, which was only a dozen meters deep, he did not find the mark.

Yang Xuan was not surprised, but took an axe that he didn't know where to get and carved a pattern on the wall.

The huge metal pillar still stood silently, and a blue light emanated.

The lake receded, and a curtain of light appeared, as if waiting for something.

Yang Xuan, who stood at the bottom of the lake and looked incomparably small, could see it more clearly at this moment.

When the metal pillar shattered again, under the lightning net, Yang Xuan smiled!

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, who is Zhuang Zhou?

He slowly rose from the ground, his ragged clothes drifting away in the wind, revealing his bruised skin.

"The butterfly is not me, I am not Zhuang Zhou!" Yang Xuan's gaze fell on one place, his face turned cold, and the next moment, he turned into a sun, emitting endless light.

"Come out, storyteller!" Yang Xuan said lightly, extremely calm.

The sun shattered, and the light filled the entire space.

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