Chapter 1659: A Dream for a Hundred Years

The Western Star Field, the Far West.

The starry sky here is a little weird, and you can't see any stars when you look up, only a dead silence, eerie.

It is rumored that the battle between the Heavenly God Kings in the ancient years destroyed many star fields, and countless divine courts were destroyed in one fell swoop.

Maybe it's not even a planet, because it doesn't have the slightest breath of life, like a broken meteorite floating in the starry sky.

In a mysterious space, a faint glow shrouded Zhang Xu Fangyuan, and there was a corpse inside.

This "corpse" looks like a young man, with ice muscles and jade bones, black hair like a waterfall, and its heart is pounding vigorously, exuding vigorous qi and blood fluctuations.

However, the "corpse" has been lying here for a hundred years, but there is no sign of the eyes opening, as if the soul has not yet returned.

Since the battle of the Sumeru Continent that year, Zhong Zihao's soul has fallen into a deep sleep.

It is not accurate to say that it is asleep, it should be that it has entered a wonderful state, perhaps it was a dream, and the experience in the dream is absurd and bizarre, unbelievable.

In the dream, he saw the beginning of chaos and saw that all things in heaven and earth began to evolve from nothing, these are not the first realizations, the real strange thing is that he actually followed the evolution of all things, and experienced the "life" of life after life.

In his first life, he turned into a little grass.

He planted his roots in the soil, and his tenacious vitality could not be stopped by the stone pressure knife, wildfires, and cold winds howling and freezing three feet.

In the spring, he became a member of the Yinyin grassland, watching the horses galloping, the cattle and sheep roaming, and the birds singing; in the summer, he was tested by the heat; in the autumn, he withered in the autumn and withered in winter, turning into nourishment to feed the foundation.

It is not majestic, even ordinary, and has lived the most simple course of life.

In his second life, he grew into a towering tree, much different from his previous life, looking down on the world from high in the clouds. I thought this was also an ordinary life, but later I realized that I had turned into a tree of life.

In this life, he has experienced endless long years and seen the birth and death of countless lives.

Finally, in the third life, he became an eagle, soaring through the sky and fighting the sky. In the fourth life, he was a fierce white tiger with his own territory.

Later, he was incarnated as a human being, born in an ordinary farming family, herding cattle and sheep when he was a child, and when he grew up, he went up to the mountains to cut timber to make a living, married a wife and had children.

He also became a street gangster, a street gangster, a thief and a beggar, and an emperor of the world.

After that, he was a strong man of the demon clan, fighting thousands of living beings, competing for the hegemony of one side, so he was not majestic.

In another life, he is a demon, a real monster, who does all kinds of evil and plunders life, and is finally killed by the strong, and there is no return.

In a certain life, he was the son of a family with outstanding talent, and he followed the famous teacher to learn art since he was a child, comprehended the mystery of the Five Elements Law, and appreciated the various states of the world.

In every life from then on, he comprehended all kinds of powers, and he was out of control, and his achievements were high or low. He has comprehended the power of thunder and lightning, cultivated the way of space, and comprehended the origin of time......

Even sometimes, he has become someone else's sword spirit, the sword is endless in the starry sky, vertical and horizontal, and has made a great name. He has also become an innate spirit body that is the envy of thousands of living beings, and his martial arts cultivation has been thousands of miles in a day, reaching the pinnacle of a world.

The longevity of each life may be long or short, the achievements may be high or low, and the outcome may be good or bad.

Of course, in Zhong Zihao's view, these are not dreams, but real experiences. In every life, he worked very hard to strive for and realize some ideas, but the manpower was sometimes poor, and he couldn't escape the cycle of fate after all.

For example, in the experience of several lifetimes, he has gained supreme power, and he thought that he could be free from the shackles of life, but in the end, what awaits him is destruction.

He was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself, his state of mind seemed to have been detached, and he climbed higher than the first life, even if he hit his head and bleed, he never had the idea of giving up.

It wasn't until thousands of generations later that he was reborn as an ordinary pauper.

He was an orphan who was sold into a large family as a child and lived a life of slavery that was worse than death, only to meet a good man who rescued him.

A good person is also an ordinary person, a Jianghu Langzhong, occasionally entered a large family to see a doctor for the master, saw that he was honest and honest and pitiful, this time Langzhong did not accept the consultation fee of the big family, and took him away.

Since then, he and Lang Zhong have relied on each other for their lives and become a medicine boy, saving lives and helping the injured all his life, and he is used to seeing joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death, and all kinds of life.

Lang Zhong has saved many people and is known as a miracle doctor, but when the time limit is approaching, he can't even save himself, and finally turns into a dry bone.

After grief, he took over everything in Lang Zhong and continued to walk on the road of saving lives and helping the wounded, until he realized it when he was dying.

Why bother with life and death, the endless lives of the world have their own trajectories, ordinary people can't escape birth, old age, sickness and death, and the strong can't avoid fighting for power and profit, even if it is a dominant-level existence, it is not omnipotent before the storm of annihilation.

After thousands of lifetimes, he finally understood that there is no clear boundary between life and death, and the end of this life is not the beginning of the next life.

Destruction is also a new birth!

As long as you have persistent belief and unswerving, you can eventually come to your own step, if not, then continue to move forward in the next life!

He was immediately full of confidence: the next life will be his peak!

In this life, he left no regrets, said goodbye to this world with a smile, and looked forward to reincarnation with great excitement to climb the unattainable peak.

However, just when he was full of anticipation, he suddenly woke up!

Zhong Zihao opened his eyes with great difficulty, obviously a faint light, but it made him feel a little dazzling, and it didn't take a long time to get used to it, but there was only confusion in his eyes.

Where is this, am I reincarnated?

He stared at everything in front of him in a daze, but his vision could not be extremely far, and then one after another pictures came to his mind......

He seemed to remember something, and his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and his eyes gradually became clearer, and then deep, as bright as stars, and the essence burst out.

In the end, his thoughts stopped at the moment of the Sword Saint Peak in the Sumeru Continent, and he only remembered that he had urged all the power, and the vitality and longevity were almost exhausted, and the residual power of the Sword Saint was stimulated, and Shang Yucheng and the others were burned.

But he is still alive at the moment?

It turns out that the reincarnation of thousands of lives before was just a dream, is it just a dream?

Immediately afterward, a vast and majestic force slowly surged from the body, and then the source power was like an endless river rushing endlessly.

"So strong, my strength, my cultivation ......"