As Assasin's soul was devoured by the dragon god, Jing Xiaolei's body also began to change - her soul began to gradually leave her body According to the contract, after the dragon god sealed the Nanzhao Sword God, Tianshan Tong Ma and Mingzun, the Heavenly Dragon God Disk immediately took away her soul.

For this kind of result, Jing Xiaolei has long been mentally prepared.

"I didn't expect my life to end in such a way?" She sighed in her heart, with some emotion, but she did not regret it.

After all, in this short period of half a month, she began to understand the world again: under the quiet years on the surface, there are many unknowns, mysteries and dangers lurking.

The only regret is that she left the stage too early - she didn't even have time to sort out the summary report, but everything didn't matter anymore.

No matter how tortuous the process is, the ending is indeed going in the direction she expected. That's enough. As for death?

All men are mortal? At this moment, many memories in Jing Xiaolei's heart are becoming more and more vivid, like a movie playing backwards.

Gradually, Jing Xiaolei felt that her ears began to buzz, her body trembled slightly, and her breathing began to be difficult........ She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It turns out that the boundary between life and death is so close?

Soon, Jing Xiaolei's breathing began to stop, her heart stopped beating, and her pupils gradually dilated. She's dead!

In just a moment, from birth to death, life disappeared without a trace? No, it's not over.

Usually, the separation of the soul and the body comes after a person dies. The soul leaves the body and becomes an independent being, going to the other side of the realm.

So, where is the other side of the realm? Legend has it that time is made up of threads of fate.

At the end of fate, there is a river of time, which is also the River of Styx. According to Greek mythology, there was a ferryman in the River Styx.

He is the son of Errepos and Nix. Not only does he ferry on the River Styx, but he also has the responsibility of distinguishing the undead from the living who should not enter the underworld.

In return, both the undead and the living must prepare a gold coin to bribe the ferryman. Coincidentally, there was also a legend of the six coins in Japan's Warring States period.

After the warriors died on the battlefield, their souls needed to cross the River Styx, but the ghosts of people would never be able to survive if they touched the river, so they had to hire a ferryman's ferry to cross the river, and the ferry fee was six cents.

With the money of the earth, the six realms, that is, the material gold of the Santu River, will be used to achieve the reincarnation of bliss......... Of course, there are different theories about this legend, but they are all the same.

But now, Jing Xiaolei is starting to try to believe it. Because, her soul, really saw the legendary river.

It's just that there is no ferryman waiting for her in the boat. The river Styx is not as terrible as the legend - on the river of time, the river composed of countless threads of fate is slowly flowing, and the fallen leaves of countless souls fall from the sky and enter the long river of time, like a lonely boat with leaves and leaves, swaying back and forth in the waves, and finally, disappearing in the waves of time and space.

"Hey? Is this reincarnation? It's so fast! Jing Xiaolei thought for a moment, quickly sorted out her thoughts, and gave a very reasonable guess: "Are you sure you don't need to drink some Meng Po soup or something before reincarnation?" She was thinking to herself, and at this moment, Jing Xiaolei felt that her soul was rapidly falling.

Before she had time to complain, she had already fallen into the river of time, burrowed into a wave formed by a crack in time and space, and disappeared.

At the same time, a thread of fate that was almost broken was reconnected, like a new life......... Purple Saixiongguan yellow sand thousands of miles.

Hundreds of miles north of Yumen Pass, a vast sandy road winds and winds, inconspicuous. Like the history that has long since been annihilated, it has been forgotten in the sea of sand.

In the second year of the founding of the Western Han Dynasty, Zhang Qian was ordered by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to set off from the imperial capital Chang'an, with Gan's father as the guide, and led more than 100 Yulin guards to the Western Regions - out of the Yumen all the way to the west, and then along the Hexi Corridor, through this desert, it is the 36 countries of the distant Western Regions: Yueshi, Wusun, Daxia, after passing through the Cheshi, turning to the southwest, entering Yanqi, and then tracing the Tarim River to the west, passing Kucha, Shule and other places, crossing the green mountains, and finally arriving at Dawan.

This road is famous-

"The Ancient Silk Road." The camel bell rings in the distance, and the sand dances in the wind; The Long Road is long, and the Silk Road is long. The stars on the moon, the Chen River is full of eyes; Populus euphratica is alone, and no one is in the shadow.

At this time, there is also a clear eye, quietly looking at these thousands of miles of yellow sand. The wind and sand are a little blinding, the camel bell is long and long, and the viewer is full of complex feelings.

"Where is this? Looks a bit like the Gansu region? But it seems to be slightly different! Jing Xiaolei's eyes were gloomy, leaning under a withered poplar tree, and spit out a mouth full of yellow sand.

It seems that after taking away her soul, the Changing Heaven Dragon God Disk may have reversed time and sent her to Gansu of an unknown dynasty.

In short, it's time travel + rebirth.

“....... Am I born again? Crossed? Jing Xiaolei slowly stretched out her hand, looked at her white palm that had not been sharpened by the wind and sand, and then slowly clenched, feeling the reality hard, and listening to the sound of the desert wind and sand Jing Xiaolei closed her only single eye, and only opened it after a while, and sighed: "I really hope, this is a dream." But she knew very well that it was not a dream.

Because, the right eye, which had long lost its light, always reminded Jing Xiaolei that everything that happened just now was true.

Himalayas, Great Kalachakra Palace, Dragon God, Mysterious Man in Black....... Of course, there are also Jin Erniang, Broken Wind, and ancient songs........ and Cao Xueyang, Yang Tingfeng, etc., who are not very familiar........

"They should have escaped." Jing Xiaolei couldn't help but secretly pray that as long as Erniang and they could live, then her sacrifice was completely acceptable.

And, even if she crosses, her situation is not too bad. Because, Jing Xiaolei has one

"Weapon", one

"Plug-ins". this piece

"Weapons" are all kinds of advanced knowledge and culture that she has learned in modern society. And hers

"Plug-in" is all the history of the 5,000 years of China: the emperors and generals, famous ministers and fierce generals, and strange people in the vast history...... With this knowledge reserve, there is no doubt that you will grasp the overall situation and opportunities.

As long as you plan well, you can survive in ancient times, and maybe even find a way back home........

"So, what is the first thing to do after crossing over?" Jing Xiaolei regained her senses and muttered to herself.

She took a deep breath and pondered in the face of this vast desert. After thinking for a moment, suddenly, Jing Xiaolei burst into a dizzying smile: "So, let's have a song first?" How is it? "In such a treacherous and difficult desert environment, she actually plans to sing first?

Is it for rebirth? Or is it a celebration for the sake of crossing? She didn't know. Jing Xiaolei only knows that the advantage of singing now is that no matter how good it sounds or not, only she knows it in heaven and earth

"The sound of the Qiang flute, the Hu Xuan dance, laugh for you, cry for you."

"Through the fog of Asia."

"I shed my tears like a lake above the Tien Shan Mountains."

"Who took me away, the lonely Silk Road" is a song by Liang Jingru, "Silk Road", with lyrics that are not gorgeous, but they are by no means simple, and directly poke at Jing Xiaolei's true feelings at the moment.

"Hey, girl, what song are you singing? At this moment, on the poplar tree, a timid voice slowly sounded, \"It's so good!

Hearing this, Jing Xiaolei suddenly held her breath and shut up, her little face blushing like an apple.

"I'm gone, there are still living people in this vast desert" did not fall, but when I saw the poplar tree, a petite figure brushed the placket of his clothes, turned over and swept down, and looked at Jing Xiaolei with the same single eye.

Suddenly, everything seemed to be quiet. It was as if a thousand years had passed....... Jing Xiaolei looked at the person in front of her in shock—she just looked at it fixedly, standing in place in a daze, so excited that she couldn't speak, and after a long time, she said, "I...... I seem to have seen you. Hearing this, the person in front of him also smiled at Jing Xiaolei, came to her lightly, took out a bag of sand dates from his backpack, stood on tiptoe and handed it to her, and said, "Here you go, sweet." Jing Xiaolei took the date, took one, stuffed it into her mouth, and couldn't help but be overwhelmed.

Because, it's really sweet. Seeing Jing Xiaolei taking the sweet dates, the woman's smiling face suddenly turned cold.

She stroked her scattered sideburns, and said with a cold breath between her lips: I seem, I have also seen you............. At the same time, far in the Himalayas of Nepal after 1441, a man and a woman are moving rapidly.

The road up the mountain is not easy to walk. However, it was not difficult for the man and woman. What's even more terrifying is the way the two of them go up the mountain.

They are using light work to creep on the cliffs and moons. Moreover, the speed of going up the mountain is like lightning.

If you are unfortunate enough to step on the soles of your feet, you will inevitably not be able to stand up, fall off the cliff, and there will be no scum left. This pair of men and women is Cao Wuming and Yang Tingfeng, who are long overdue.

Although the two of them set off early, the means of transportation for the whole journey was a car. Yes, it must be much slower than Jin Erniang's plane.

However, no matter what the process was, the two of them arrived anyway. Just as the two were about to further accelerate their pace, suddenly, a loud bang broke the silence of Mount Everest.

That sound came very suddenly, but Cao Wuming still noticed it in advance. She even covered her ears before the sound started.

After the loud bang, there seemed to be a flickering line in the sky, shining so brightly that you couldn't even open your eyes, and at first glance, it looked a bit like a dragon.

"That's? Dragon? Yang Tingfeng stopped and couldn't help but stop and look. When Cao Wuming heard this, he also stopped, and carefully looked at the comrade-in-arms in front of him who he hadn't seen for a long time, as well as his former subordinates, but Cao Wuming, who had the ability to read minds, didn't understand at this time, what Yang Tingfeng in front of him really thought in his heart - she originally had this ability, but due to the special magnetic field interference of the Kalachakra Palace, her ability was frequently blocked and could not be activated.

After many failures, she had to slowly shake her head, showing a slightly reproachful look, and said: "I said Yang boy, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, but you have a lot less words, and you don't want to say anything when you ask you, what's the matter, afraid that the old lady will leak secrets?" Yang Tingfeng took a deep breath and said, "Chief Cao Wu, it's not that Yang is hiding his secrets, but in fact, ...... In fact, the time has not yet come. That said, you may not understand. Cao Wuming was stunned for a while, and said with a look of disbelief: "Is it really that complicated? Yang Tingfeng sighed and said, "To be honest, even Yang himself doesn't quite understand the ins and outs. It's just ......"

"But what?" Cao Wuming waved his hand vigorously, looking a little anxious. Yang Tingfeng looked serious and said in a low voice: "I don't know if Cao Wuchang has found out, theoretically speaking, Yang does not have the ability to die, it should be said that he is a person who has long been an ancient, why does he appear in the present?" Cao Wuming nodded: "That's right, your situation is indeed a little different from ours." "The difference she calls refers to the immortal people who received the blood of Little Seven Dragons back then, and there were only four people besides her.

They are: Xiao Wolf, Broken Wind, Jin Erniang, and Qiu Evil. And whether it is Jing Chuwei or Yang Tingfeng, they are not among them.

To be honest, after the first battle of Xifenghuo, except for Xiao Wolf, Yang Tingfeng never saw Xiao Qi, Jin Erniang, Cao Wuming and Jing Chuwei again.

As for the evil and the broken wind, he didn't know it at all. In other words, the secret of Yang Tingfeng's immortality is not from Long Yin, nor is it from it

"Wolong". Most likely, it is an undocumented immortality.

"Perhaps, the answer to everything can only be known when you go to the Kalachakra Palace." Cao Wuming pointed to the Dragon God Hall in the distance, and whispered: "Yang boy, hurry up, Erniang, they must be in a hurry." ”