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The tree's life has come to an end, but the fragments of the building that fell into the underground river have not disappeared.

"Who's that hand?"

Xie Yan worked hard to spread his spiritual sense, although his Jianmu body collapsed, his spiritual sense was still strong and could cover the entire heaven and earth. However, he was disappointed, because he had found nothing, and the so-called 'hand' seemed to not exist at all.

Twenty years later, Xie Yan gave up searching for the murderer, and he became even more silent.

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall what Danhezi and the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor had said, these two were powerful ghosts and spirits, and they were the strongest beings who stood at the peak of their lives, and the things they talked about were very profound, not just a simple Taoist inheritance, and when each memory was recalled, they would get different answers.

And just like that, a hundred years have passed.

One day a hundred years later, Xie Yan suddenly woke up, and there was an understanding in his mind.

"Life?"

After more than two hundred years of being buried in the black soil, the fragments of the building wood sprouted again, and the soul was attached to the fragments, and Xie Yan's feeling this time was even more peculiar.

He began to understand the word 'reincarnation' that the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor said to him during the three-day preaching.

"Is this reincarnation? Life and reincarnation, I see! ”

Without an answer, no one knows whether it is right or not.

And at this time, Xie Yan has been in the illusion for more than four hundred years, and the more than four hundred years have made him forget a lot, sometimes when he thinks back, he even feels that the previous life, and even the Daoyan Sect, are a certain memory of his life, but that memory has passed for a long time, so long that even he can't tell the truth from the false.

The sprouts of the shards of the building wood grew again, only this time instead of growing into a tree, but into an herb.

However, even ordinary herbs, after absorbing the breath of Jianmu, began to be extraordinary. The herbs continued to change in the process of growth, and by the sixty-ninth year, the body of the herb trembled suddenly, and then emitted a layer of pale cyan mist.

Grass has changed into an elixir!

However, at the moment when it transformed into an elixir, a source fish suddenly jumped up and swallowed the Jianmu elixir.

This is a demon fish, itself has reached the edge of transformation, after swallowing Jianmu, the breath suddenly increased, and this increase reached the edge of the critical point.

The Demon Tribulation is near.

The pitch-black lightning pierced the void and accurately slashed at the source fish's body. This heavenly tribulation, compared to when Xie Yan was still Jianmu's body, is more than ten million times weaker, for the former Jianmu, this kind of lightning is not even a tribulation. But for this source fish, this is a deadly threat.

Under the lightning, the source fish trembled, the scales on its body were partially chopped off, and the wound was scorched.

Then another thunderbolt struck.

The source fish was split into the bottom of the river, and after trembling, the breath of life became much weaker. It's just that the fish didn't give up, and not only that, but there was a kind of unwillingness in his eyes. It refuses to accept it, and if it does not accept it, it will die.

Under the avenue, all things have spirits, although this source fish is just the most ordinary demon fish, but it has also been cultivated for three hundred years, three hundred years of penance, once thunder tribulation, if it does not work, it will disappear. This makes the source fish how willing.

It's just that it's too weak.

In the face of the thunder tribulation, the weak is like a baby, under the thunder tribulation again and again, the breath of the source fish is getting weaker and weaker, but this source fish still refuses to give up, he jumps up from the water again and again, facing the thunder. This scene shocked Xie Yan extremely much, and he saw something in the eyes of the source fish that he had never comprehended.

"Heaven is unfair, so life is rebellious. The monk is unwilling, so cultivating the true way, the way, is the opposite! ”

Xie Yan laughed loudly, the soul he was swallowed by the source fish changed from illusory to physical for the first time, and the illusory soul body walked out of the source fish's body, ignoring the thunder tribulation. The source fish who was crossing the robbery next to him was not aware of his existence at all.

"Accept your cause, and return your effect, whether illusory or not."

Xie Yan stretched out his index finger and pointed at the source fish.

The source fish, whose breath was weakened to death, trembled suddenly, and then the breath on its body erupted wildly, and new black scales regenerated from the place where the fish scales fell, and these scales were extremely black and hard, like dragon scales. Not only that, but the body of the source fish has also changed, and the body of the original fish, under Xie Yan's finger, has become sharply longer, and eagle-like claws have grown on its abdomen. A pair of antlers grew on his head, and his body changed and his momentum soared.

Roar!!!

Under the thunderstorm, a pitch-black dragon roared in the sky, and the demonic power was pervasive, breaking through the sky. The last thunderstorm in the sky, under this roar, dissipated directly.

Leap into the dragon gate, one step to the sky!

"I see! Illusion, illusion, this is the so-called training of the mind. ”

In the void, Xie Yan's body began to fly slowly like a feathered immortal, and countless points of light filled his body.

Click!!

The world, like a mirror, has cracked.

The picture is frozen in this scene, and Xie Yan's body is flying higher and higher, and the shadow is getting lighter and fainter. Gradually, he flew out of this firmament, beyond the highest point where Jianmu once stood, he jumped out of this world, and saw a wider sky, countless planes.

In these planes, Xie Yan's consciousness was infinitely magnified, and through these planes, Xie Yan saw one water prison after another, and in each plane, there was a water prison, some of which disappeared, and some still existed.

One plane, one water prison, no wonder Xie Yan couldn't find anyone else before.

At the moment when Xie Yan was about to disappear, his consciousness suddenly swept to a person, that person, still sitting in the water prison, unlike Xie Yan, that person did not even decay in the flesh, he was still sitting there, but the breath on his body was all gone.

That person is Ding Yan!

As if sensing Xie Yan's gaze, Ding Yan's body, which seemed to be seated, suddenly moved, and the endless breath returned to his body, the dust and weeds on his body began to fall, and Ding Yan, who woke up, raised his head and slowly opened his eyes in the direction where Xie Yan was.

At this moment, Xie Yan's consciousness had persisted to the limit, and most of his body had dissipated, leaving only the last bit of consciousness, and within the horizon of this point of consciousness, he saw endless light.

Colorful colors that cover everything.

"Colorful? Why is it colorful. ”

This was Xie Yan's last thought.

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ps This chapter was rushed by Lao Wan in an Internet café, and he was in a very bad state, and he continued to be in pain.