The sea of sand is boundless, the wind and clouds are whirling, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of desolate scenery! A stone tomb stands alone in this barren sand, like a pine, lonely and majestic!

In front of the tomb, there is a tombstone as straight as a sword, and in the middle of the tombstone is engraved with three big characters of "Anonymous", and the left and right sides are engraved with "Worship me for thousands of years, dry bones are also reborn!" two columns of vigorous and powerful small characters.

In front of the tomb is a large gray area, which is particularly dazzling in this silver desert, and these gray substances are essentially ashes. Among the gray ashes, there are many golden skeletons, humanoid, beast-shaped, and radiating a little light. The years have passed so long that I don't know whether these people and beast bones died here or in battle.

Regardless of the wind and rain, the scorching sun, this ancient tomb is still towering, no matter how the years go by, the vicissitudes of the sea, the people who come to this ancient tomb to worship have never been cut off!

This place is an unnamed tomb of one of the three great Jedi in the fairy world! Legend has it that if you bow to this tomb, you may be reborn as the tombstone says! However, throughout the ages, no one has ever heard of success. Still, there are always people who come to bow down, because the failures of those who have come before have never destroyed the hope of those who come after.

On this day, a middle-aged man with torn battle armor and covered in golden blood staggered to the tombstone and stood for a long time.

Looking at his eyebrows, full of majesty, the first feeling is that this person is in a high position, not an ordinary person. But if you look closely, the eyebrows and eyes are full of sadness, and the two lines of dried tears on the cheeks are particularly dazzling, which should not have appeared on this person's face.

The wind and sand rise, stirring the armor-torn bloody clothes, the hair moves with the wind, and the heart is difficult to calm down. Who is he?

He is the lord of the immortal world, the immortal emperor - Jiang Shan! The most powerful man in the immortal world, the emperor of the immortal world!

Who would have thought that he would have such an embarrassing day when he was on top of him? No one in the world could have imagined that even he himself could not imagine that after everything had happened, he would wake up like a dream!

The door was destroyed, and he dragged his crippled body and fled to this nameless tomb, already emaciated.

He never thought that there would be a person whose combat strength far exceeded his own, and slaughtered him all over the house for no reason; he never thought that he would see his relatives and friends fall in front of him one by one, but he could not do anything; he never thought that he would be like an ant, asking that person hoarsely, what is all this for?

But he didn't get an answer, he was full of unwillingness, he wasted his cultivation to flee for his life, and finally dragged his wrecked body and arrived here - the nameless tomb!

He stood in front of the tomb for a long time, and he could feel that there was a powerful force in the tomb that was silent, perhaps, this power was really as rumored, and it could make people reborn!

In the blink of an eye, it was three days, and Jiang Shan was still standing in front of this nameless tomb, motionless. The enemy didn't chase after him, I don't know if he didn't take his crippled self to heart? Jiang Shan smiled bitterly, what did he come to this nameless tomb for?

To survive, to forget all this in the past, or to worship this nameless tomb, to find that slim life, and then try to take revenge?

He is the emperor of the immortal realm! He has never worshiped people, never worshipped heaven, and has never even worshiped in this life! In his opinion, this worship is to give up all his dignity, and for him, this is tantamount to a more difficult choice than death.

Death may be a relief for him, so that he doesn't have to think so much about it, and maybe he can reunite with his departed relatives and friends in that unknown world. But, he also knew that he couldn't die. Because he can't forget the helpless eyes of those dead relatives and friends, he can't forget the person whose hands are stained with the blood of his relatives and friends, and he can't forget all the past...... He's going to ...... Revenge!

"Boom!" the sky was clear, but suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky. At this moment, Jiang Shan knelt down and let go of his so-called dignity.

He wants to live! He wants to be reborn! He wants to become stronger! He wants to take revenge! He also wants to resurrect his relatives and friends! Although these are difficult to ascend to the sky, he still thinks that all this seems to have become all his pursuits for the rest of his life at this moment.

Time flies like a white horse, five thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the world has long been a vicissitudes of life, but in front of this nameless tomb, Jiang Shan has been kneeling here for thousands of years.

Repeating the same thing all the time, let alone kneeling, even if he is lying on the bed and sleeping, not ordinary people can bear this kind of loneliness! And five thousand years have passed, Jiang Shan has long run out of oil and has reached the verge of death.

"Is it wrong?" Jiang Shan couldn't help but ask himself, maybe what this tombstone says is not true, maybe the beginning is wrong, if it can be reborn, then what is buried in this tombstone?

It has reached this point, what right does it have? Jiang Shan sighed lightly. Even if you start over, you don't seem to have any other choice. Because when he reaches this realm, to be born again, that is something that has never happened!

Jiang Shan looked at the dry bones around him, would he also become like this?

Jiang Shan shook his head, threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and his eyes were firm! He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would not be able to realize his heart's wish before he died! He still had revenge unavenged, and his relatives and friends had not been resurrected, he shouldn't die like this, live, live, he had to be reborn!

In the blink of an eye, another 3,000 years have passed, and the dry bones next to the tomb have weathered a lot and added a lot. Every once in a while, people come to pay homage to the tomb, but there is no one in sight of each other, only dry bones that appear every once in a while.

In fact, because of the spatial formation here, everyone entering this place will be staggered, and only after death will the dry bones be revealed!

Jiang Shan had turned into a pure golden skeleton at this time, and a faint soul fire was shining in the skull. Three thousand years later, he has passed away in the flesh and has not been reborn as legendary.

However, he was unwilling, and even if he turned into dry bones, he kept bowing. The faint soul fire, swaying in the wind, seemed to be extinguished at any moment. But obsession, he can't stop, he wants to worship this ancient tomb!

Time has passed too long, and he is weak and forgets his name, forgets his past, and can't even remember why he worshipped.

No one knows if anyone has succeeded, and no one knows that the once high master of the fairy world has been worshipping here for 8,000 years!

Another thousand years have passed, and Jiang Shan only has one skull left to move, and the other parts have fallen off, but he still worships as always. He forgot everything, even forgetting that he was worshipping the tomb, but instinctively grabbed the ground with his head!

Another thousand years have passed, and there is silence in front of the nameless tomb, and there is no longer half a person who bows. A golden skull full of scars lay quietly in front of the tombstone, it was the skull of the dead Immortal Emperor Jiang Shan! Who would have thought that the dignified Immortal Emperor would actually end up in such a field where corpses were exposed!

People die like lights go out, and all grievances and entanglements are empty! Who can remember those? Those who remember those are already dead. In addition to being barren, this vast desert is now a little more lonely!

Suddenly, the wind burst up, rolling up thousands of dry bones and silver sand. There is a vast expanse in front of the nameless tomb, and it seems that these dry bones are borrowing the wind to tell the unwillingness in their hearts, but who is listening? Except for this vast desert, there is no one!

The golden skull full of shards, it was the skull of the Immortal Emperor! It flew up with the wind, climbing all the way, like a carp that had crossed the dragon gate with all its might, and wanted to fly to the highest point!

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and the golden skull fell to the ground and shattered into flying ashes.

"Immortal Emperor Jiang Shan, knock on the tomb for ten thousand years, but seek rebirth!" A voice full of majesty and longing, when the golden skull shattered, shook the entire desert!

In an instant, the sound of the wind stopped, and everything flying in the air stood still like a delicate picture. At this moment, it is not the wind that stops, but time and space!

A cloud of light and shadow flew out of the nameless tomb, instantly turning into a middle-aged man, standing in the air. I saw that this person actually looked like a scholar, with gentle eyebrows, a white face, no half strand of stubble, long black hair neatly tied in a white jade hair crown, a white dragon robe, and a white folding fan.

He slowly opened the folding fan, and the two big characters "nameless" were written on it. And the calligraphy on the folding fan is exactly the same as the calligraphy on the tombstone!

He looked at the dry bones on the ground and pondered silently for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

"After thousands of years, the dry bones are also reborn!" said the middle-aged scholar, and suddenly threw a punch at Jiang Shan's dry bones on the ground! Next to this big tomb, Jiang Shan's dry bones all turned into ashes in an instant and disappeared.

The middle-aged man who had done all this was also pale, as if he had exhausted a lot of strength. He didn't speak again, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

The wind resumed raging and continued to blow, and no one knew that there were fewer dry bones in front of the nameless grave. Every year, there are still people who come to the nameless tomb to bow their respects, and even if I have never heard of anyone succeeding, in the eyes of some people, this is the only hope......

The spring breeze is warm, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grass. A boy of eleven or twelve years old, dressed in animal clothes, was lying on the grass, looking at the sky stupidly.

"Whew~!" The young man took a deep breath, the fresh air made his heart feel comfortable, but his brows instantly wrinkled into a Sichuan character. He didn't remember where he came from, he only remembered that his name was Jiang Shan, and he only remembered that he wanted to become a strong man!

"Could it be that he is a fool?" Jiang Shan couldn't help but think, he was not a fool, how could he not remember anything. However, he also felt that he had a flexible mind and did not look like a fool.

"Do you have amnesia?" Jiang Shan sat up and touched his clothes, except for a beast clothes, there was no item.

"Well, it should be amnesia!" Jiang Shan thought so, but there were no traces of injury all over his body, and he didn't know how to lose his memory.

"Hey, that young man, what kind of beast clothes are you wearing, I thought it was a wild boar, and I almost shot an arrow at you!" A crisp girl's voice came from behind Jiang Shan.

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