Life is just a big dream, and all kinds of scenery in the world are all in dreams. Anything can happen in a dream, even if it's another life

Originally, I thought it was just an ordinary one, at most, it was a more effective cultivation method, but he didn't come to this big dream first and had the ability to distinguish between the past and the present life, and in the fourth life, there were many things he didn't want to see. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the first life, he was born in a poor family, and when he did not grow up, his family was robbed, and all his relatives were killed. He has twelve senior brothers, but he is the most unsociable, no matter how much the other senior brothers take care of him.

The good times didn't last long, the mainland was killed, how many sects were destroyed overnight, but he took the initiative to invite Ying to go to the other party's camp, after three years of incubation, he became no one and no ghost, and the only thing left was that tenacious wisp of obsession.

There were a lot of things that were omitted in the dream, and what Jing Xian probably knew was that in that life, his cultivation was infinitely close to that of Lingzu, but it was because he came into contact with another kind of power halfway, and the power in his body fought with each other, and he didn't make an inch for three or four years.

In the end he died, at the age of forty.

True or false, Jing Xian seemed to have really seen his own life, and remembered what the Fa Tian Ling Ancestor said, that life, it really seems to be a real existence.

In the second life, he was a child of a family, but his mind was incomplete, and only an incomparable Xuanling root made people respect him like a god, and he soon had an unparalleled cultivation, because of the extraordinary circumstances, he achieved in fifteen years what others could not achieve in one hundred and fifty years.

He has his own power, but he is a domineering place opened by others in his name, and he thinks that as long as he likes it, as long as he is sincere to her, as long as he gives her the best things in the world, she will also fall in love with him.

He liked the two little pear vortices on her lips when she smiled, and liked the way she wore her braids, and then it was she who sent him into the abyss, and the deep coldness in his eyes made his heart suddenly become wooden, even if he had no heart or lungs, he should not be treated like this.

Then he died, not more than forty.

In the third life, she came from an ordinary background, his family was in the middle of the road, everything was different, everything in modernization made people have no need to cultivate, they were in love, he wanted to give him a happy life, she thought that the two of them were already the greatest luck together.

Then she died, and this time, she was in front of him; So he became no longer like himself, he became brutal and murderous, became ruthless, he relied on his pre-existing natural ability, three years to rush into the world killer list, three years to become the world's top ten killers, famous.

Later, he still died, died inexplicably, in the woman's bathroom, which is almost a ridiculous and extremely normal way, the hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, this is the truth that has not changed since eternity.

In this life, Jing Xian clenched his fists and spent it in tears, the grief on his face was difficult to hide, and many times the spiritual power in his body was about to break out uncontrollably, but fortunately, in the end, it was stabilized, so that Su Ling gave a big breath, and also made others shout Lucky.

In the fourth life, he was born into a wealthy family, but there was a vision in the sky, so he hadn't even seen her mother, he was sent away by his great father, he didn't know how long he had been running, just because he couldn't open his eyes at all, but from Jing Xian's perspective, he could indeed see at the last moment, the extremely familiar terrain, the place that had been hidden in his heart for several years.

He was eventually abandoned, and the man who had led him to this place did not come after, and he did not know how he had grown to the age of three, a baby doll, and no matter how capable he was, he had no strength in his limbs.

That year, an uninvited guest came to the ruined temple where the villain was, and a middle-aged woman looked panicked and sadly hid the swaddling clothes in her arms, and then her figure was never seen again in a flash.

Ignorant, he unwrapped the swaddling clothes, and looked curiously at this lovely child, very beautiful, whose eyes had not yet opened, but as if he had seen him, and laughed in her muffled voice.

The child is a girl, under his careful care, she thrives, and he has become yellow and skinny, compared with this porcelain doll-like sister, he is an ugly duckling, he is always bullied, even begging on the street, but he never tells his sister about this, when he goes back, he always washes off the stains on his face first, if there is a bruise on his face, he will fall into the mud puddle, until he falls to the point that he can no longer see the bruises.

He has always felt that these should be, he wants to raise his sister well, as a person who doesn't even know where he came from, he feels that this is already his greatest luck. It's just that he didn't know that his sister, who was already sensible, had already seen all this in her eyes behind the tree, but she didn't even dare to cry.

Such days finally changed when they were in their teens, and the younger sister's talent was valued by the elders of the sect and brought back to the sect, and he, an older brother who was as thin as a pole, was followed as an oil bottle-like existence, but could only do the lowest work.

He fell in love with someone, she was high, as if she was not someone else's fireworks, but she ate herself and gave her ...... He is a beater, and everyone eats what he cooks.

Later he died, because his toad wanted to eat swan meat, and everyone said so, and he was beaten to death because they drove him up the hill and gave him a trumped-up charge.

In this life, he died before he even started cultivating, and he hadn't even reached the age of twenty.

The fourth life that is extremely short is difficult to accept, everything seems to have happened, it really exists, he doesn't know if this is a prediction of his future, he doubts what is going on in that life, the fourth life, Mingming, obviously he is still alive now!

There is no difference, everything is no different, the body he occupies now is the fourth life, he knows from his memory what has happened in the short fifteen years, but now he sees it with his own eyes, and he personally experiences that kind of affection, love from that little immature emotion, which makes him feel wonderful and real.

I thought that the experience of the fourth life of the big dream was over like this, but the solemn mechanical voice of the floating beast suddenly resounded in my mind: The big dream is born, from ancient times to the present; It's hard to get, and it's hard to die!

The short sixteen characters, although mechanical, made Jing Xian's whole person stunned, and his heart seemed to be grabbed fiercely, and he missed a few beats.

Is this the verdict? Is it a prediction of your current self, or a summary of the past? Suddenly, Jing Xian seemed to see his crazy appearance, and finally died unwillingly.