Pictures and faces, like marquees, flow through my mind.

It was a person named Jia Xu, among the thousands of years of memory, the most profound part was unforgettable, even if the soul core had been replaced by Long Chen, but these memories still deeply affected him.

Today, in this silent valley, in front of the bluestone tombstones, these memories are once again stirred and flood into my heart like a tide.

Jia Huo's life can be said to be magnificent, those things in his memory, if you spread it out, it is really impossible to say it for three days and three nights, but now he is thousands of years old, looking back on the past, most of the memories have faded, and most of the obsessions have been let go.

Only Senior Sister, only the memory of Breaking Yuanzong at the beginning, it was just a little more than a year, and he buried it in his heart, and it did not fade for a minute.

To this day, as the strongest man in the mainland, he has been powerful in the world for thousands of years, but he has never married in his life, perhaps because his heart has been occupied by that figure, and he can no longer tolerate anyone.

Entered the holy realm, and the battle with Shen Yunying in the desert, he finally won, Shen Yunying did not die, but Jia Xu also ended the thousand-year-old grudge and did not continue to pursue, perhaps because he was really tired.

The commitment to Cheng Qingqing has become the driving force for Jia Huo's thousands of years of journey, and it has also become the biggest obsession in his heart. It is also the most indelible regret in his life, but people can't be resurrected after death, even if he becomes a holy realm power, he doesn't have the ability to resurrect people who died thousands of years ago, even if it is the existence of the Flying Ascension Realm, he must not have this ability.

The only thing he can do is to let himself never forget and always follow his promise to Cheng Qingqing.

He used great strength to open up this secret realm in the void, and then moved Cheng Qingqing's tomb to this secret realm. Even when I was in retreat, I would take time out to visit this valley, just because I didn't want to forget half of it.

Originally, Long Chen didn't understand how a genius like Jia Shu, such a strong person, could rush into a demon because of the failure of a hundred years of retreat.

Thinking about it now, perhaps it is precisely because of this obsession that he promised Cheng Qingqing to go on and never stop.

This obsession, which has been haunting for thousands of years, finally became Jia Shu's inner demon.

Because of the existence of the inner demon, let him practice desperately, let him travel thousands of miles a day, and let him become an existence comparable to the strongest in the continent at the age of less than five thousand. This demon was like a sharp knife against his vest, forcing him to keep going, because once it stopped, the tip of the knife would pierce his heart.

If it weren't for that, how could an existence like Jia Shu go crazy and die so easily?

What killed Jia Shu was not caused by the failure of the retreat, but the demons that had haunted him for thousands of years broke out.

Or perhaps, the stagnation of his cultivation itself is caused by the demons in his heart, his current realm, has almost touched the threshold, a thousand feet, how difficult it is to go further, if the state of mind cannot be perfected, then if you want to finally touch the realm of God, it must be a thousand difficulties.

At this moment, Long Chen figured out these things, but standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the familiar words, Long Chen was a little confused.

He originally thought that he was just a bystander, and Jia Xu's memories were just memories.

But at this moment, back in the valley, looking at Cheng Qingqing's tombstone, Jia Huo's memories involuntarily poured out, the persistence that surrounded Jia Huo for thousands of years, Chen Long also experienced it personally, at this moment, he involuntarily regarded himself as Jia Huo, recalling the bits and pieces of the past.

Now, he is from the Doufa Continent, the young master of the Jia family who was born in the King City of Thailand, the younger brother of Cheng Qingqing of the Broken Yuan Sect, or is he Chen Long, an earthling from another world with a different kind of memory?

It's not that Jia Shu still has any consciousness left, the soul that carries Jia Shu's will has completely disappeared, and all that remains is memory.

But this memory is too large and too profound, compared to the memory of the earthling Chen Long, who is only more than 20 years old, it seems insignificant, and the moment Jia Hou's memory awakens, it almost submerges Chen Long's own memory, making it difficult for him to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

Am I Chen Long, or Jia Huo?

The figure standing in front of the tombstone fell into a long contemplation.

Three days later, Qingzhu Villa.

"Ahhhhh

Zhou Mo lay on the stone table, screaming as if banging on the table.

At this time, three days had passed since Chen Long entered the back mountain.

In the past three days, Chen Long neither left nor sent any information, and Zhou Mo, Yan Ling and others had to wait outside.

"It's only been three days, and the existence of the master's realm is just a flick of a finger, so you don't have to be impatient. Yan Ling said lightly: "In the past, it was common for the master to enter the back mountain and stay in it for two days. I haven't been in it for more than ten years now, so it's not surprising that it will take a long time. ”

"But people are bored here. ”

Zhou Mo puffed out his cheeks and said.

The scenery of Qingzhu Villa is really good, but it is such a big place in total, you can visit it in one day, and now that Chen Long doesn't come out, Zhou Mo has nothing to do, so he can only wait.

If she was in the academy, she could still find a few senior brothers to play with when she was bored, and she could fight or something, but now in the villa, except for Jia Zhen, she couldn't even find anyone less than a thousand years old, all of them were Emperor Realm seniors, Zhou Mo didn't dare to make a mistake, and Jia Zhen was too weak in her eyes to fight at all.

"If I knew this, I wouldn't have gone with Master, I might as well go back to the academy. Zhou Mo muttered, "Master, come out quickly." ”

However, this wait is another ten full days.

This time, Yan Ling was also a little strange: "It's almost half a month, the master has never been in it for such a long time before, what's wrong?"

If Long Chen didn't come out, Yan Ling and the others didn't dare to risk angering Long Chen to go in and check, so they could only continue to wait.

In the blink of an eye, a whole month has passed.

Zhou Mo couldn't help but secretly go down the mountain to play seven days ago, only Jia Zhen and Yan Ling continued to wait.

Looking at the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain, Jia Zhen was a little worried: "Nothing will happen to the ancestor, right?"

Yan Ling shook his head: "The master is one of the strongest in the world, the heavens and the hundred domains, there are very few things that can endanger the master. What is the reason for the detention of the master...... It is also possible that he has already left the back mountain. ”

Another three months have passed, and at this time, up and down Qingzhu Mountain, among the ponds, lotus flowers are blooming, and midsummer has come.

In the early morning of this day, the top of Qingzhu Peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, and suddenly, laughter sounded.

In the laughter, the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain slowly dispersed.

"The flowers bloom and the fog disperses, and today I know that I am me!"

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