The voice was extremely rampant, and full of vicissitudes, as if it came from ancient times.

Zhou Wen's heart jumped, there was someone's soul in this piece of paper. And it seems that a person who has been dead for a long time, a trace of the spirit on this piece of paper, and now it has reappeared, how is this possible? Can the dead be resurrected? Zhou Wen's cognition has been greatly impacted.

It's that piece of paper.

Zhou Wen quickly made a judgment.

"The old man planned for eternity, and deliberately left a map to leak the place where I was buried, and at the same time leaked the clues to the reincarnation paper, for the purpose of fishing. Now that the fish has been hooked, the old man's eternal fishing is not in vain after all. ”

As soon as the voice spoke, it was a secret.

"It was all the old man's plan." Zhou Wen was secretly frightened, "But that old man shouldn't have calculated that we would enter his burial place." It's not planned. ”

"But what is the old man's plan? The fish that this old man wants to catch is supposed to be the dragon, and now I am a fish. Zhou Wenxin said, "That thing is actually called reincarnation paper, but even in my past and present lives, I have never heard of what this reincarnation paper does?"

Then Zhou Wen saw a shadow gradually emerge from the paper, it was a person, a withered old man. But his eyes were shining like a thief, and as soon as he appeared, he stared at Zhou Wen tightly, and Zhou Wen was a little creepy and extremely uncomfortable.

"You're the fish I caught?" The old man had a playful look in his eyes, and then looked around, "This should be your sea knowledge space, right?" ”

Zhou Wen said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

"I am you." The old man's eyes were fixed on Zhou Wen again, and he said word by word.

"Don't make a fool of yourself." Zhou Wen shouted.

"I'm right, I'm you, not now, but soon." The old man said lightly, and then he looked around again, and a look of surprise gradually appeared in his eyes, and then the look of surprise was changed to a color of satisfaction, "Yes, yes, this sea space is actually chaos, and it has the potential to become a world." This altar and the decree are good, they are treasures. ”

"Huh." Then he noticed the Nine Tribulation Wheel Bottle in the distance, and immediately let out a soft sigh, "That's?" ”

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Wen saw that the old man was looking around at his sea of knowledge, as if he had taken all this as his own. And completely ignore yourself.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The old man said lightly, and then he stared at Zhou Wen deadly, "You guy is beyond my expectations, I thought it would be a small fish, but I didn't expect it to be a big fish." There are so many treasures, yes, yes. ”

He said two good things in a row.

Then he jumped down from the altar, and the golden light cast by the decree was directly ignored by him, and penetrated through it.

The old man came to Zhou Wen, his face wrinkled deeply like a hideous centipede, wriggling with the movement of the muscles on his face. Zhou Wen was disgusted when he saw it.

"Are you curious?" The old man said mysteriously.

"You think you're a child of destiny? With so many treasures, that holy decree, that altar are all extraordinary, I can feel their energy, although I can't use it now, but it is definitely an earth-shattering thing, which can shatter the eons. There is also this boundless sea of chaotic knowledge, which can develop a world, and the bottle, which is a thing of the world. But you don't know, you're just a seed. ”

The old man continued, "A seed that will make me come to fruition. It's all going to be mine, including you. ”

"Do you really want to know what that paper is for?" The old man made a fool of himself, "That's reincarnation paper." There is no reincarnation in this world, and if you die, you will pass away forever, and it is impossible to be resurrected. But that piece of paper is an exception, and whoever has that piece of paper can be resurrected, but there must be a premise, and a seed must be needed. With the help of seeds, it can be completely resurrected. Old man, I have planned for eternity, although I have died, but the reincarnation paper has stripped my mark in this world from the origin of the world, and now with the help of your seed, I will completely complete the resurrection. ”

"So." In the end, the old man's voice raised a little, and his face became hideous, "Use such a perfect seed as you to completely achieve me." ”

Then his dry palm stretched out, and then it suddenly landed on Zhou Wen's forehead. Zhou Wen didn't have time to move, he just felt that his soul light was trembling, and the paper flew out of the altar and also landed on his forehead, and immediately Zhou Wen felt that a black hole had formed above his forehead, and he was going to tear himself into the black hole, and in the dark, Zhou Wen felt that he had formed a strange connection with the old man.

His consciousness is blurring, his memory seems to be being deprived, and all this is to fulfill the old man.

It seemed like he was about to become a part of the old man.

Suddenly, an ancient term appeared in Zhou Wen's mind, what is this? Snatch away!

"Boy, don't struggle, it's useless. As soon as the reincarnation paper comes out, you are destined to be just a seed to be used to achieve others. The old man's rampant voice sounded, "Haha, it's been 10,000 years, and the old man has been dead for 10,000 years, and he is finally going to be reborn." The breath of life, this is the breath of life, the old man once again felt the breath of life, the majestic breath of life. It's a really cool feeling. This time, the old man is reborn, and it will surely cause a sensation in all directions, like a star rising and never extinguishing. ”

Zhou Wen felt that he was getting weaker and weaker, his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and the most terrifying thing was that he couldn't move, and he couldn't resist at all. What made Zhou Wen even more frightened was that his vitality seemed to be passing.

"Am I really going to die this time?" Zhou Wen had a sense of despair in his heart, and the holy decree and altar of the Linglong Immortal did not move.

"Am I born again just as a seed to be used for the fulfillment of others?" Zhou Wen asked rhetorically.

"Boy, don't be discouraged, you didn't die, you just became me, I will be you in the future, you are me, I will replace you and walk on the path of the strongest in this world. In the end, the entire Endless Continent is reflected. ”

Zhou Wen was desperate, he didn't have the slightest power to resist, and the reincarnation paper suppressed himself to death. His vitality is constantly being extracted, and his consciousness is becoming more and more blurred.

"Goodbye, Linglong Xian, goodbye, twig." Zhou Wen muttered to himself in his heart. This time there was really no hope, and there was no action in the holy decree he had given high hopes. He felt the air of death creeping in, and his life was about to run out. The withered old man beside him gradually became stronger, his body became more and more straight, his skin gradually became fair, and even the white hair that was almost lost gradually turned black, and black appeared.

Looking closely, it was undoubtedly another Zhou Wen. The same figure is tall and slender, with fair skin and strong muscles, which is simply a perfect replica.

The old man looked at his body, becoming more and more complacent, he looked at Zhou Wen and said, "See, I am you, exactly the same as you, even the temperament is the same." ”

Zhou Wen looked at himself again, his whole body was shriveled, and his skin was loosely attached to the bones, and Zhou Wen was covered with them, like hideous earthworms.

"Is it really going to end?" Zhou Wen muttered to himself, but suddenly he felt a sense of relief. It seems that all the pressure on his shoulders, all the tasks, and all the goals have been unloaded for a while, and the whole person is no longer tied at all, and the whole body is relaxed and happy, and it is completely detached.

"Is this what it feels like to die?" Zhou Wenxin said, "If death is liberation and true freedom, then why should people live? ”

"It's not death." Suddenly, a voice sounded in Zhou Wen's heart, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, extremely clear, and instantly resounded all over his body, seemingly resonating with every muscle, every vein, and every cell in his body.

"What's that?" Zhou Wen asked again in his heart.

His instinct told him that this was a conversation in his heart, and that the old man could not hear it. It is he who is talking to himself, it is his own heart that is talking to his own heart.

"It's the ultimate."

"What is the ultimate?" Zhou Wen hurriedly asked.

"What is the ultimate, and what is it?" Every muscle, every vessel, and every cell in Zhou Wen's body was chewing on this sentence repeatedly, but he didn't answer, he didn't answer for a long time.

It's just a constant repetition, an echo of constant repetition, gradually weakening, until at last it disappears—

However, at this moment, Zhou Wen himself was scattered all at once and disappeared completely.

"What's going on?" The old man was immediately startled, and at the same time something even more terrifying was happening, and he felt the life in his body slipping, and his body was gradually becoming shriveled again.

"What the hell is going on," cried the old man, "how can this be?" ”

Zhou Wen reunited on the altar again, showed his figure, and said lightly: "You will never be me, the reincarnation paper is useless to me." ”

"Impossible." The old man shouted, "Reincarnation paper is reincarnation, and no one can escape the shackles of reincarnation." ”

"But I'm not in samsara." Zhou Wen said calmly, "To be exact, I am not in the heavenly machine, I am beyond this world. ”

"No way, no one can go beyond heaven, and no one can get out of this world. It's the law, the rule. Beyond heaven and earth, those who are beyond heaven and earth will not be tolerated by heaven and will be killed. The old man screamed.

"But I'm the exception." Zhou Wen said lightly.

He stretched out his hand, and with one move, the reincarnation paper fell into Zhou Wen's hand, and he kneaded it, "Even reincarnation can't control me." The way of heaven deprives reincarnation and hides it in this piece of paper, achieving reincarnation paper, so that there will be no reincarnation in the world. Obviously, Heavenly Dao is already powerless about some things. ”

"Ah, you are the devil, you are the seed of calamity. You are the source of all sin, and you will not die well. The strange old man shouted.

"Noise." Zhou Wen said lightly. Immediately, with a wave of his hand, a ray of light shot out and hit the strange old man, who immediately disappeared.

Zhou Wen looked at the reincarnation paper in his hand, his expression was slightly melancholy, "Xian'er, I think I should know why you did that?" ”

This is the first time that Zhou Wen has called Linglong Immortal a fairy since he was reborn.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had last called Linglong Immortal a fairy—