Vaguely, he saw one scene after another of historical upheaval, there were peerless heroes rushing into the sky, there were fairies spilling blood, some people were confused, and some people were shouting......

Some of these pictures are clear, some are blurry, Wang Ming looked at them carefully, and found that some of them were things recorded in ancient books, and some were unknown, too long ago, and were forgotten by the world.

Wang Ming wanted to see the real thing, but when he stared carefully, he couldn't see clearly, everything was hazy, and it was gradually ethereal.

In the end, he was even more creepy, and the spirit shivered. Because he saw the boundless darkness descending and eroding that long river!

Mist. Boundless and endless, turning into a rolling black tide. Drowning everything.

Then, he saw one cage after another, undulating in the long river of time.

"Huh?!" Wang Ming was shocked.

He could see clearly, one cage after another came from the darkest ends, falling into the long river of time, stirring up monstrous waves, and rising and falling.

Wang Ming looked at the cold air on his back, what does this portend?

It's really hard to guess what is at the end of that boundless darkness, where one cage after another will appear and fall into that great river.

On the great river, shrouded in darkness, a whirlpool suddenly appeared. The light was shining, and it was holy and immaculate, driving away all black fog.

It's amazing. Inexplicably, a whirlpool appeared, affecting everything, disturbing the surging river, and giving a bright light in the darkness, which was so eye-catching.

The vortex was not large, but it was extremely amazing, and finally there was a chaotic mist, which was composed of light and chaos, and took root in the long river of time!

"What is this?" Wang Ming felt extremely strange. He didn't know what other people were going through, but what he was seeing at this time was really special.

Maybe. What the other monks saw was even more amazing, perhaps at this time they saw a real dragon. There are also people who are transforming like a phoenix nirvana.

Call!

The wind howled, the fragments of time flew, and the luminous particles that Wang Ming had turned into were swept away. Then it was absorbed by the vortex and disappeared from here.

He screamed, struggling, resisting, but to no avail, and fell straight into the deepest part of the maelstrom.

He vaguely knew. What you have just seen is very important!

It's a pity that he can't guess and understand!

At this moment, he felt as if he was going through eternity, the endless years, trapping him, and finally his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Mingxing to turn around. He found that he was no longer a glowing particle, and his body had reappeared, but his clothes had become ashes, and his body was naked.

Although he was delicate and looked handsome, his body was actually very slender and strong, stretching his limbs and not feeling abnormal. With a wave of his hand, he took out the battle suit from the space magic weapon in his body and put it back on his body.

What kind of place is this? The four fields are quiet and empty.

Wang Ming felt like he had come to the end of the world. Because not far away is the chaotic fog, which is swirling, and all kinds of scenery cannot be seen really, and it is very hazy.

He walked forward, and it was quiet, not a word. It's so empty that it's suffocating.

Wang Ming looked carefully and observed carefully.

This is an ancient land, the bluestone paved ground has long been dilapidated, and one abandoned palace after another, some have collapsed. Some are still standing tenaciously.

Well?

Ahead, there are some palaces that are not made of boulders, but made of divine gold, the light has long faded, and the metal palace has returned to the ancient, although it is not rotten, but it has been broken.

Those palaces have obvious palm prints, knife marks, arrow holes, etc.

Wang Ming's heart was shocked, he felt that those fist prints, claw marks, etc., all contained endless wonders, which were left by the world's figures.

There are only a few Shenjin Palaces left, but they all have traces left by the attacks of peerless powerhouses.

Wang Ming tried to get closer, wanting to touch it with his hands, but found that he couldn't get close, and was pushed away by a great coercion, as if there were immortals entrenched here.

In a trance, Wang Ming's ears heard an earth-shattering shouting and killing, and there were countless figures, and the big bell, Baoding, and Dao Tower were flying, hitting here.

He couldn't help but exclaim, that kind of weapon is not necessarily worse than the Qiankun bag, it doesn't belong to the world!

Wang Ming's soul throbbed, what kind of place is this, this abandoned ancient land, the palace is in pieces, and it has actually been attacked by this kind of weapon.

The broken metal building, magnificent and tall, as if built for giants, has a great coercion, solemn and sacred.

Suddenly, a ball of fire appeared in Wang Ming's body, and then he broke free from his body, beating on other heads, turning into a mirror, shining on those arrow holes, fist marks, and copying all kinds of Great Dao Qi machines.

Wang Ming felt something, no longer as insensitive as in the past, looked up, and did not make a sound.

After knowing it for a long time, the fire was gone, and all was silent again.

"Where is this, where have I been?" Wang Ming whispered, he really didn't know.

He stared carefully, is this the Heavenly Court of the Immortals, or the habitat of the Immortals, otherwise how could there be such an atmosphere?

"What's the point of sending me here?" he asked himself.

"I'll give you a chance. At this moment, a voice sounded, so abrupt that it broke the silence.

Wang Ming was shocked, this was too sudden, he didn't sense that someone was nearby at all, his body was glowing, his bones were dense, and he was on strict guard.

He searched for the source of the sound and walked forward.

A metal temple, a very large main body, like a hill, but the roof has been lifted, only the walls and so on remain, and the metallic luster is cold.

Wang Ming walked into it, and he was stunned.

Here the flowers and birds are singing, the plants and trees are verdant, no longer Wang Ming's loneliness, no longer bleak, and full of vitality.

In this dilapidated metal ancient que, vines and roses are stacked, the grass and trees are fresh, there are stone tables and futons, and there is a very moving woman.

"Please be seated!" the woman spoke, not stunning, but also very aura, her big eyes flashed with wisdom, very extraordinary, with an ethereal fairy aura.

"Who are you, could it be a true immortal?" I don't know why, after coming here, Wang Ming rushed out of his mouth and asked directly.

The atmosphere here is very unusual, as if you can point to the essence of the Great Dao, and even people's thoughts are simple, no longer so complicated, and become pure.

"Once, perhaps. Maybe not, now it's just a broken mark. The woman replied, calm and calm, with nothing to hide.

Wang Ming was immediately stunned, the former generation of true immortals, a real immortal woman?! This is like a dream. He had seen such a person.

As soon as the woman showed her robe sleeves, there were four more dishes on the stone table, and there was one more wine jug, and two jade cups.

I couldn't see anything in the side dishes, I don't know what kind of ingredients they were made of, and the jade cup was also very simple, but when she picked up the wine jug, there was chaos qi diffusing from the spout.

The woman poured the wine, and the liquid flowing from the spout was crystal clear. is actually exuding fairy energy, fragrant, and almost drunk.

Wang Ming was shocked, is this a real immortal family aging? Not to mention him, most of the most powerful people in the world can't drink it.

Not to mention anything else, just by looking at the immortal qi permeating it, you know that it is a good thing, and if you really want to drink it, you really don't know what kind of transformation will happen. What a benefit.

"Please!" the woman held up a jade cup and motioned for Wang Ming to hold another jade cup.

Wang Ming has a lot of puzzles and questions. Instead of immediately raising a glass, he asked, "Excuse me, what am I experiencing?"

"Rebirth, reincarnation. The woman replied calmly, very simple and natural. It's like talking about a very ordinary thing.

"I'm dying, I'm reincarnating?" Wang Ming was in a daze, why did this woman say this, is it true?

Soon, he thought about it. Earlier, he turned into particles, and came to the banks of the river of time, watching the great river swallowed up by darkness, and watching one cage after another appear. In the end, he was absorbed by a whirlpool above the river, and if he entered there, he had stepped into reincarnation?

In an instant, Wang Ming thought too much. Is he no longer in the world, in other words, dead?

Wang Ming silently realized his body and shook his head, he didn't believe that he was still his original self, and there was no change.

The woman was very quiet, as if she could see what he was thinking, and said, "You are no longer in the world." ”

Wang Ming frowned, this statement may be correct, he did leave, turned into particles, and entered the whirlpool rooted in the long river of history.

If there is a dead life, does that count?

"The so-called reincarnation is just an experience, and it does not necessarily mean to be reincarnated and start a second life. "The woman's hair is shawl, and her eyes are peaceful.

"Yes, I'm doing this kind of reincarnation, it's not reincarnation, it's like a journey, is this also reincarnation?" Wang Ming said.

"Reincarnation does not count years, there are thousands of reincarnations, and there are also moments of rebirth. The woman said.

"Please!" Wang Ming said solemnly.

"A momentary epiphany can be regarded as a reincarnation. The woman spoke indifferently, and everything seemed normal.

According to her, the so-called reincarnation is an experience, jumping out of the original trajectory of life and opening on another path, which is a period of reincarnation.

In an instant, life can change abruptly, as if experiencing a kind of reincarnation, and enlightenment. That's it.

"There are also people who disappear, break into an ancient realm, and experience all kinds of strangeness. Returning to the original world, that experience was a reincarnation for him. ”

Now. Wang Ming left the original world and came here, which can be regarded as a period of reincarnation.

"It's that you're lost, you've lost a period of time, and it's a period of reincarnation. The woman continued.

Seven days in the cave have been in the world for a thousand years, which is also a kind of reincarnation.

Wang Ming was stunned, the woman in front of him was as white as jade, and her eyes were smart. Qingli was born and told the story, which made him think about it constantly and didn't speak for a long time.

"Some people's souls have left their bodies and have not returned for a long time, and they are in a dark cage, according to what you said, is this also a period of reincarnation?" Wang Ming said.

"Count!" the woman nodded.

"That's fine. Wang Mingpan sat on the futon, looking down at the stone table.

Some people sit dry, and the fugue is too empty. Sitting on a hundred years of life and death without moving, and the heart and mind are between the avenues, is this reincarnation?

When enlightened. It can be seen that the devil is eroding, it can be seen that the world is disillusioned, it can be seen that birth, old age, sickness and death, seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of life, all kinds of things in the world, and the temptation of immortals, these are all the desires of the heart, or the soul is out of the body. In reincarnation?

For a moment, Wang Ming was stunned. It's petrified.

If it is what mortals think in their hearts, it is naturally mostly illusory. However, when a monk attains enlightenment, he is often in retreat for a hundred years, and his spirit wanders in the world and the world, and what he sees is not necessarily empty.

Is this reincarnation?

"In this world, is there a cycle of life and death?" Wang Ming asked, adding, "You know, what I am talking about is not an instantaneous epiphany, nor a lost life for a period of time, but what ordinary people call the past and present lives. ”

There are few absolute things in this world, and they are all relative. The woman commented like this, but did not give a positive answer.

However, Wang Ming still has a lot to gain and has received a lot of inspiration from Fang Cai's dialogue.

"Is this the reincarnation you know?" asked Wang Ming.

The person in front of her may be a true immortal, her words and deeds have deep meanings, and they are the best principles of heaven and earth, if he can be instructed by it, his path will be wide and brilliant.

"I'm no longer an immortal, just a broken mark. The woman sighed softly and told Wang Ming that her opinion was also incomplete.

"Please!" the woman motioned for Wang Ming to raise her glass again.

On the stone table, the shape of the jade cup is simple, it is a piece of natural rough stone, and a small pit is dug out from it, which is natural and clumsy.

The liquid in it is fragrant and intoxicating, crystal clear, wafting out a trace of immortal energy, and it is shrouded in a layer of chaotic mist, which is sacred and extraordinary.

Don't talk about drinking this kind of wine, just looking at it like this, it will make people feel intoxicated, and vaguely, they feel the breath of the avenue, and they want to force it into the body.

"This wine is not ordinary, it is really immortal to be able to drink a glass, thank you!" Wang Ming said, raising his glass.

"Naturally, this is not ordinary, and only this pot was brewed back then, and I can wait here for future generations to appear, and it all depends on it. The woman said very frankly.

"Huh?" Wang Ming exclaimed.

"It's made by people you can't imagine. The woman said, and then looked confused, slightly distracted, and said, "Why do I say that, yes, I am just a broken mark, I have lost too much, who is that person?"

"If I drink it, will my strength increase and improve by leaps and bounds?" asked Wang Ming, his expression complicated.

"You think too much, pulling out the seedlings will help you to do harm. But, in a real sense, one day, you will find that there are more benefits than you think. The woman said.

"Yes, thank you, please!" Wang Ming raised his glass, and with a ding, it touched the wine glass in her hand, making a crisp trill, which was very pleasant.

At this moment, Wang Ming was stunned, after the wine glasses collided together, the liquid in the cup shook, and one villain after another jumped, rushing up one weapon after another, and a piece of symbols appeared.

What is this? It's all made of wine!

As if it were alive, the liquor was resurrected here, turning into swords and swords, towers, bells, furnaces and other weapons, and it was transformed into various creatures in fierce battles.

It's clearly a liquor, but it's so much of it, so vivid, like a miniature world.

"Now you see how precious it is, right?" the woman smiled.

Wang Ming showed doubts, stared at the glass of wine, and then looked at her.

"You'll find out if you taste it yourself. The woman said. (To be continued......)