Passed through the universe and condensed the Xuanhuang ...... Even if you get rid of the six realms of reincarnation, you can't escape the turmoil of heaven and earth......

The Gods and Demons Cemetery is located in the middle of the Tianyuan Continent, and in addition to the strongest people of the human race and the top cultivators among the aliens, the entire cemetery is buried with an ancient god or demon, which is a resting place for gods and demons.

The cemetery is full of green grass and fragrant flowers, and if there is no forest of steles, it is not an exaggeration to call it a garden. The periphery of the cemetery is a tall snow maple tree, but the cemetery of gods and demons is unique, and it is said that it is transformed by the aura of the deceased gods and demons.

The green branches and leaves of the snow maple tree are lush and green, swaying gently with the breeze, as if reminiscing about the glory of the past, and the snow-white petals are white and flawless, like snowflakes floating in the air, which are the tears of the gods, as if telling the sadness of the past.

Day and night in the cemetery have diametrically opposed sights.

During the day, the fairy aura here is dense, and the holy brilliance is sprinkled all over every inch of the cemetery, you can see all kinds of gods and goddesses transformed by the immortal and powerful gods of the ancient gods and demons, and even see the angels of the West dancing, you can hear the singing of the Oriental fairies, and the whole cemetery is in a sacred atmosphere.

If this is God's paradise during the day, then at night it is the Pure Land of Demons.

When the sun sets and night falls, the dark demonic energy begins to surge out of the cemetery, causing the stars and moon to be discolored, and the heavens and the earth to be bleak. At this time, you can see the legendary illusion of the fierce god and the phantom of the demon wreaking havoc in the cemetery, and you can hear the long and painful howl of the ancient evil spirits that makes the scalp tingle.

The sacred and terrifying Gods and Demons Cemetery is a sacred garden where cultivators from the east and west of the Tianyuan Continent worship together, and people can often be seen coming to pay respects during the day, and even at night, you can see some special cultivators coming to mourn, such as: corpse chasers in the East, necromancers in the West......

The cemetery is most peaceful only at sunset, and the whole cemetery is quiet without a sound.

It's sunset again, and it's time for gods and demons to alternate, and the afterglow of the setting sun renders the gods and demons cemetery solemn and a little weird.

Every tomb of gods and demons has been cared for, and each tomb is filled with flowers.

Next to the tall tombs of gods and demons there is a small low tomb, the small tomb is unobtrusive, there are no tombstones, no flowers, and a simple small earthen bag is almost flush with the ground. As the years passed, the wind and rain eroded, and this nameless tomb has been forgotten in the corner.

In the sunset, the tombs of gods and demons appear taller, while the nameless tombs appear more inconspicuous. However, at this moment, the low tomb underwent a strange transformation, the small tomb slowly cracked, and the clods of earth on the top of the tomb began to roll downward.

A pale palm stretched out from the grave, followed by another, and with both palms gripping the edge of the grave, a young man with a dazed face slowly crawled up from the grave, his long unkempt hair stained with dirt, and his torn clothes clinging to his body. In addition to his unusually pale face, the young man looked very ordinary, the kind of character that would never be noticed in the crowd.

"What is this place, how am I here?" the young man muttered to himself, looking at the graves in front of him, his expression even more confused.

Suddenly, he was deeply attracted by the inscription of a tomb next to him, and at this time, if anyone saw the young man intently looking at the ancient words on the tombstone, he would definitely be surprised, because this ancient writing could only shake his head and sigh bitterly at the old scholars of the Ancient Culture Research Alliance.

At the moment when he finished reading the inscription, the young man's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "The tomb of the Eastern Martial God Zhan Wuji, this ...... Is this true? Is this really the legendary figure who spanned the Three Realms and Six Realms back then, and fought Wuji? Could it be ...... Will God escape death?"

Another tall divine tomb next to him shocked him again, "The tomb of Caesar, the Western God of War, Caesar? Could it be the Western Lord God wearing golden armor and holding a golden holy sword?"

He seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look around, and the tall tombs of gods and demons stood out in the setting sun.

"The Tomb of the Peony Fairy of the Eastern Immortal Cultivator, the Tomb of Nasi, the Goddess of Western Wisdom, the Tomb of the Eastern Martial Immortal Li Changfeng, the Tomb of the Eastern Demon Cultivator Ao Cangtian, and the Tomb of the Great Demon King Lucifer of the West......

"Oh my God, what's wrong with this world......? The gods of yesteryear are all dead, and they are all ...... Are they all buried here?" the young man's expression changed dramatically, and a look of incredulity appeared on his face.

"But...... The gods of the Eastern Immortal Continent and the Western Magical Continent...... How did they get buried together?"

Suddenly, the young man noticed the small grave at his feet, and he froze for a moment, cold sweat soaked through his torn clothes, and he felt cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"I...... I am from the grave...... He crawled out ......" His eyes were blank, he was stunned, his soul seemed to be withdrawn from his body, and he fell to the ground weakly.

"I'm Chennan, and I'm ...... Dead, but...... I am resurrected again......

After a long time, Nan's empty eyes gradually became a little angry, and finally showed a shocked look: "Oh my God! What the hell is going on! Since I'm dead, why did I crawl out of the grave again?!"

"Could it be that God will let me, a useless person, continue that mediocre life?!" After the shock, Chen Nan's face was not only dazed, but also painful, he closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands.

He remembered vividly that he had been defeated and killed in a duel, but at this moment he was ......

Scenes of the past come to mind, the once, the gone, the eternal...... There are too many regrets left in his heart!

The heavens and the earth are still vast, and the flowers and plants are still fragrant, but his heart is empty, and there is no trace of landing.

After a long time, Chen Nan slowly got up from the ground, his eyes began to wander in the cemetery, and finally he was sure that this was a group of tombs belonging to gods and demons, and after the shock, he gradually calmed down.

"The hardest steel stone tombstones have been clearly carved with the vicissitudes of time, which probably takes 10,000 years, the vicissitudes of life, 10,000 years of time, hehe...... A dream for the ages!" Chen Nan sighed.

Looking at the tombstone like a forest, his heart was full of doubts.

"The Tomb of Xiao Zhen, the Howling Tiger, the Tomb of the Three-Headed Demon Dragon, the Tomb of the Martial Saint Liang Feng, and the Curtain of the Divine Knight Ottori...... It seems that in addition to the gods and demons, there are also some strong human beings and a few alien cultivators buried here. 」

"What happened 10,000 years ago? Why did the gods and demons who claimed to be immortal die?Why were the gods of the Immortal Continent and the Magic Continent buried together?Why was I buried here?"

The breeze blew softly, ruffling his long dirty hair and his lonely heart.

Chen Nan looked up to the sky and shouted, "Can anyone tell me what happened?"

No one answered him.

In the distance, the tall snow maple trees fall from the sky with petals, and they are fluttering in the air, and the fallen flowers are like tears and rain, and the deceased gods are crying!

"God is dead, the devil is gone, and I am alive...... God, why did you let me crawl out of the grave, and where am I going?"

The sun is thin, and the sunset dyes half of the sky red, and the red clouds on the edge of the sky are inlaid with golden edges.

Chen Nan picked up his feelings of loss, he knew that there were some things that he had no choice but to move forward step by step.

He carefully filled the small grave under his feet with earth, and then walked out of the cemetery. He couldn't help but be stunned when he walked through the snow maple forest full of aura, he had never seen a tree with such a strong aura. He secretly wondered if it was a new species that had emerged during his long years of "sleep".

When the white and flawless petals fell in front of Chennan, his eyes blurred for a while, and the dusty memory was slowly opened, and it was also the season of falling flowers......

He remembered the "she" in his heart......

"The vicissitudes of life, the ups and downs of the world...... Alas!" Chen Nan shook his head and strode towards the outside of the forest.

When he walked out of the snow maple forest, it was also the time when the sun was setting, the originally peaceful gods and demons cemetery was no longer calm, and the dark demonic qi rose from the cemetery, and endless darkness began to envelop the entire cemetery.

Chen Nan faintly heard a low roar coming from behind, but he didn't care, he thought that the beasts began to haunt after sunset. He stretched his muscles and said to himself, "It's been 10,000 years, and my body hasn't rusted. He knew that his kung fu was not very good, but he should have no problem dealing with ordinary beasts.

Not far in front of the snow maple forest, there were three thatched huts, and a skinny old man stood in front of the door, the old man had a hundred hairs, and his face was engraved with weather-beaten wrinkles.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Chen Nan's heart, this was the first person he had seen since he was reincarnated, there was a trace of kindness, a trace of loss, and a trace of confusion......

He was born in front of his parents 10,000 years ago, and when he was reborn 10,000 years later, he was confronted with such an old man.

"How could I have connected my parents to this old man?" he smiled self-deprecatingly.

The old man walked towards him tremblingly with a cane, which made people look frightened, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Chen Nan hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man, the old man waved his hand, signaled him to let go, and said a few words to him in a reproachful tone, but Chen Nan didn't understand a word.

The obscure voice sent chills through his heart, and he suddenly realized that 10,000 years had passed, and the continental language of his time had been abandoned by history.

He had hoped to learn about the world through the old man, but his hope was shattered by the difficulty of words.

Seeing that his eyes were dull, the old man's face couldn't help but soften, and his tone became calm, but seeing that he was still at a loss, the old man couldn't help frowning, and then took his hand and walked towards the hut.

Chen Nan followed behind the old man, and his intuition told him that the old man had no ill will towards him, but because of the language barrier, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The old man led him to the hut, pointed to the barrel on the ground, and then to the well not far away, and then went into the house.

"Let me fetch water, does he want me to work as a coolie here?"

When the old man appeared in front of him again, he knew that he was wrong with the old man, and the thin palms handed him a set of half-new clothes, and the old man obviously wanted him to change and wash.

Looking at the faint smile on the old man's face, his face couldn't help but turn red, at this time he was ragged, unkempt, and dirty.

Chen Nan's heart was gloomy, how could he have been so embarrassed ten thousand years ago, he silently picked up the wooden barrel and walked towards the well.

He activated the true qi in his body, and with a little force, the torn clothes on his body were completely shattered and fell to the ground.

This is the treasure clothes of the silkworm of the year! Time is the most ruthless, and the treasure clothes that were invulnerable to fire and water and invulnerability can not withstand the erosion of thousands of years!

The cold well water washed away the dirt on his body, but it could not wash away the troubles in his heart.

"What should I do? If I don't understand the language of the current continent, I can't communicate with people, so how can I survive in this world?"

Chen Nan put on the clothes that the old man had prepared for him, walked to the hut and smiled at the old man to express his gratitude.

The smell of rice came as the old man slowly walked to the stove next to him and motioned for him to come over.

Chen Nan picked up a bowl of porridge handed to him by the old man, and sighed in his heart: It's been 10,000 years, I didn't expect that I could still sit at the dinner table, the world is unpredictable!

His stomach was empty, and he should not eat greasy things, and a bowl of porridge was just right. After dinner, the sky was already dark, Chen Nan followed the old man into the house, the old man lit a candle, and the light of the candle filled the hut with a mild warm color.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, a wooden bed, a chair, and a desk.

The desk is spotless, and there are more than a dozen books neatly placed on it, but the text on the cover, Chen Nan doesn't know any of them, and after thousands of years, the words on the mainland have long been unrecognizable, and he is lost in his heart.

When the old man walked to another room, Chen Nan lay on the chair with a lot of thoughts in his heart, but there was no trace of joy.

Ten thousand years ago, although he had a prominent family background, he was mediocre and mediocre, living in such a circle, he was burdened with too much pressure, and he was always suffering from pain. He was tired of that kind of life, and if he hadn't been able to let go of the concern in his heart, death might not be a relief for him.

Creation made people, and after 10,000 years, he actually came back to life, although he got rid of the heavy pressure on his body, but everything changed......

Chen Nan felt extremely bitter, his relatives and friends had already returned to the netherworld, and his confidante had already returned to the loess ridge, and now he was left alone in this world to live alone, and he felt bored.

He laughed at himself: "Am I getting rid of history, or am I abandoned by history?"

The candle tears dried, the sparks flickered, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The starlight outside the window was dotted, and the night was extraordinarily quiet, but Chen Nan tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.

He forced himself to calm down and run the family Xuangong, he wanted to see if his skills were still there after thousands of years.

True Qi swam in his body like a trickle, and after thousands of years passed, the power in his body did not change in the slightest.

Due to the deliberate operation of Xuan Gong, his senses immediately became sharpened, and he faintly heard a dull roar coming from the direction of the cemetery, which was terrifying.

"There are so many fierce beasts, this old man is so old, it's really dangerous to guard the tomb here alone!"

Chen Nan didn't know that at this moment, the old man had already walked into the Gods and Demons Cemetery, and he was carrying a flower basket in his hand, which was full of fragrant snow maple flowers. The old man ignored the visions of the fierce gods and the demons, and he placed a few petals as white as jade in front of each act, and his expression was extremely reverent.

Chennan's "former residence", the low small tomb has almost disappeared due to the sinking of the floating soil after the hollow, and it is only slightly raised above the ground.

The old man trembled and walked over, and sighed, "Alas, who told you that you have no tombstone, I am afraid that you will disappear from the memory of the world. In this way, it is better to have less glory and more plainness, pure and pure, free from human disturbance. Where you came from, where you go back. 」

With that, the old man slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands, and carefully scattered the raised floating soil elsewhere, and the small grave disappeared completely. More than a dozen petals floated down from the sky, leaving a burst of fragrant fragrance.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight shone into the house from the window, Chen Nan opened his misty eyes, and said to himself: "It's strange, why didn't my father send someone to urge me to practice today, yes, he is about to enter the realm of immortal martial arts, how can he still care about me." 」

Suddenly he noticed the simple furnishings of the room, and he sat up sharply, and after a long time he muttered, "It turns out that all this is true, and all the years have passed in a hurry!"

He gently pushed open the small door of the hut and came into the courtyard, and the fresh air with the scent of flowers and plants greeted him, which was refreshing. A faint mist swirls through the forest, flowing slowly, and the birds are not surprised by people, jumping up and down the trees, and chirping gracefully. Chen Nan closed his eyes and felt this harmonious poetry with his heart.

"Are you awake?" the old man's voice came from behind him.

Chen Nan couldn't understand the old man's words, so he had to smile in return.

After breakfast, Chennan stood up and pointed to the path leading to the distance, waved goodbye to the old man, and bowed deeply to the old man before leaving.

An hour later, he came to a small town. Because of his ordinary appearance and the clothes he wears are also the clothes of the current mainland, no one pays attention to him.

At this time, Chen Nan was both happy and worried, happy that his new life was about to begin, and worried that he did not understand the current language on the mainland.

Chen Nan was surprised to find that in addition to the black-haired and black-eyed people like him, there were also blond-haired and blue-eyed residents in the town, in addition to red-haired and blue-eyed, blue-haired and black-eyed......

"It seems that too much has happened in the past 10,000 years, and I must integrate into this society as soon as possible. 」

Chen Nan suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a chill ran in his heart, with his intuition, he knew that there was a master staring at him.

A half-hundred old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed not far behind him, "Strange, just now I clearly felt a strange aura on this young man's body, how could it not be after careful investigation?"

It wasn't until the old Taoist priest walked away that Chen Nan dared to look back, he only saw a back, indifferently out of the dust, elegant as a fairy.

Chen Nan remembered what his father had said to him: "Chen Nan, you have to remember that people who can see through the internal flow of our family's Xuangong are not simple, they are not real martial arts masters, or they are born cultivators, you have to be extra careful!"

"He's a cultivator!Isn't this kind of person rarely walking in the mortal world?" Chen Nan deeply knew that this kind of person was terrible, and he didn't dare to be an enemy unless he was a martial arts master with advanced cultivation.

My father's words are still ringing in my ears: "...... Reshaping the body, solidifying the primordial spirit, and reaching the point of living with heaven and earth, and shining with the sun and the moon, this is the ultimate goal of cultivation, that is, the realm of immortal paths. And the path that we warriors want to take is to cultivate ourselves against the sky, so as to reach the legendary realm of immortal martial arts, in the eyes of most people, the path taken by warriors is not as good as that of cultivators, but ......."

His father didn't continue, but Chennan already understood that martial artists were not incapable of fighting cultivators, because his father himself was the best example of this, and even those who were successful in cultivating only talked about him as equals after seeing him.

Thinking of this, Chen Nan's heart moved, "I don't know if my father finally stepped into the realm of immortal martial arts, if so...... Maybe there will be a day when father and son meet. 」

But when he thought of the tombstones of gods and demons in that cemetery, he panicked in his heart.

"If my father stepped into the realm of immortal martial arts, I am afraid that he would not be able to escape......

He was gloomy.

Pedestrians on the street come and go, shouting and selling one after another, and it is very lively, but Chen Nan feels extremely lonely, he feels that he is an outcast of this world, ruthlessly abandoned by history.

"I was mediocre, and since I am dead, why did I crawl out of the tomb of the gods after all these years?"

A large dark cloud drifted through the sky, and the sky immediately darkened.

"Boom"

After a thunderclap, the shops on both sides of the street closed one after another, and the pedestrians on the street hurried, and soon the street was deserted, leaving him alone in the middle of the road.

After the lightning and thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and the cold rain soaked Chennan's clothes, and he felt a chill on his body, however, what was even colder was his heart, and his heart was extremely cold.

"Though the heavens and the earth are great, where is my home?"

There was a curtain of rain between heaven and earth, and a lonely figure walked blankly on the street, letting the raindrops hit him wildly.

"Where am I going to go? 10,000 years ago, even if I was mediocre, I was still a child of a family, with a reverence that ordinary people could not imagine...... But now that I've lost everything, am I going to live a life of mediocrity in the vast sea of people?

"Haha...... What if you are unwilling, can you change all this? 10,000 years ago you were mediocre, 10,000 years later you are still mediocre!"

Chen Nan asked and answered to himself, his face full of pain.

"Yes, I am a mediocre person, and my family tradition Xuangong has fallen from the Mahayana realm of the second heaven to the middle level of the first heaven. Do I really have poor qualifications? People say that dragons give birth to dragons, and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, but I ...... them."

"When my father was nineteen years old, he entered the Mahayana realm of the third heaven of the family Xuangong, and his fame moved the world, and at the age of forty, he was already standing at the peak of martial arts. I am his own son, twenty years old, and yet I am still in the first day!"

"I know my father never blamed me, but I really can't accept this reality......

"Hehe, Tiger Father and Dog, all the old friends of the world at that time were talking about me like this behind my back. 」

"Maybe she's the only one who thinks I'm going to shine one day. 」

Thinking of the "she" in his heart, Chen Nan felt sad for a while, and an unspeakable pain welled up in his heart.

"Yuxin, you know, the thing I regret the most is not saying those three words to you at the time: 'I love you'. 」

Shaohua is easy to pass away, and the red face is easy to age.

Yuxin is the eternal pain in Chennan's heart and the regret of his life.

Chen Nan didn't know the direction, stumbled into an alley, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest, and a smell of blood came up from his stomach.

"Wow"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood and poured it into the muddy water.

"Yuxin, I love you!" His eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

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It is necessary to mention that in the first chapter, there is such a passage: next to the tall tombs of gods and demons there is a small low tomb, the small tomb is unobtrusive, there are no tombstones, no flowers, and a simple little earthen bag is almost level with the ground. As the years passed, the wind and rain eroded, and this nameless tomb has been forgotten in the corner.

From here, it can be seen that this small tomb is different from other tombs, except for the strongest among human beings and the top cultivators among the aliens, each of the other tombs is buried with an ancient god or demon. But before the protagonist dies, his cultivation is mediocre, and where he can be buried, there must be a hidden secret.

The reason why I mentioned it is because several book friends have asked me why the protagonist was resurrected from the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, but his cultivation was mediocre. Hehe, there is an answer in the article, and now that I have clicked on it, I will not answer this question in the future.