The fate of the world is mysterious and wonderful.

Legend has it that there is a kind of spiritual fruit, called Huangquan Dao Fruit, which can make people live a new life.

When it is eaten, the cultivator and the root bones of the eater will be shaved off, and the body will be reorganized and returned to the state of a newborn baby.

Even the memories of the eater will be sealed with it.

When the baby grows up again, he is already the same as before, and all kinds of things in his previous life are false.

Only in the dead of night, when everything is quiet, can I recall some fragments of memory from my past life in my dreams.

"Master, I think I've probably eaten this kind of fruit."

"I always dream of fragmented images, and in my dreams, the thunder is rolling and the power is terrifying."

"Whenever I dream about this, I always wake up in a cold sweat."

"After a long time, the mind of the disciple has been a little weak."

"Later, I stumbled upon a woman with a good figure who embraced me with her broad heart and warmed my frightened heart when I had nightmares."

"So, Master, don't get me wrong, I'm not a prostitute, but looking for peace of mind and soothing the wounds of my soul."

"Master, if you believe it, put down the sword in your hand, okay?"

In the pavilion, Wuhuanzi shrank in the quilt, blocking the plump Yanniang behind her, and her tone was very sincere.

He looked at his master with a cold face in front of him, eager for a miracle to happen.

……

"Wu Huan, your excuse this time is stronger than last time, and it's very creative. As a teacher, I almost believed it. ”

Listening to Master's words, Wu Huanzi's expression froze and he sighed.

I really don't believe it......

After yesterday's errand, I should have run away in the middle of the night......

It's a bit embarrassing to be stuck in bed now, and everyone gets stolen goods......

He sighed, put a pair of shorts under the covers, hid the tools for making eucalyptus, and got out of bed honestly.

Holding his head and squatting down, Wu Huanzi's muffled voice came out: "Master, don't fight too hard, I also made an appointment with my senior brother to learn the Tao at night." ”

Master Wuhuanzi's face turned pale, and he rolled up his sleeves and walked up.

The crackling sound and the shouts one after another made the Yan Niang on the bed blush.

……

In the middle of the night, Wu Huanzi was dressed neatly and limped out of the door.

Looking up to the sky and sighing, he sighed very emotionally: It's obviously telling the truth, but the master just doesn't believe it!

Before closing the door, his voice came into Yan Niang's ears: "I lied to the master, the fool went to learn what Lao Shizi Dao Fa, and I came to you at night." ”

……

"I love the smoke willow land in my life, watch the song and dance in the morning and listen to Xiao at night."

As a determined savior of the lost young woman, the above sentence basically summarizes the schedule of Wu Huanzi's day.

The life of the old critics is often so unpretentious and boring.

However, there is still something to be gained from Wu Huanzi: his cultivation talent is particularly high.

This is also the main reason why his master did not kill him.

For twelve hours a day, Wu Huanzi spent at most one or two hours practicing, but even so, he still broke many records in the Yuqing Palace.

However, in the year of its establishment, Wu Huanzi was already a great monk in the Tribulation Realm.

And a few years later, when he officially succeeded him and became the palace master of Yuqing Palace, the days of Wuhuanzi became happier.

Without the shackles of the master, Wu Huanzi couldn't wait to move the Yuqing Palace to the land of smoke and willows......

While looking for flowers and willows, he took the time to practice, and unconsciously, he cultivated to the realm of consummation during the tribulation period.

Faced with the temptation of becoming an immortal, Wu Huanzi did not hesitate at all, and directly closed his cultivation, refusing to survive the catastrophe.

"Is it white and big and hard to touch? Why do you have to fight for your life? He said.

……

Just when Wuhuanzi thought that he would be so happy in his life, things changed.

There was a heavenly immortal who found him.

That day, as usual, Muhmiko was discussing the anatomy of the human body with the new Oiran. Just as he was about to close the seams, he heard a voice.

"Wu Huanzi, my name is Taiyi Immortal, I want to give you a chance to send you to the immortal."

Wuhuanzi reined in the precipice, and everyone was a little stupid.

His first reaction was that he had worked too hard and was hallucinating.

But immediately, a faint finger poked Wu Huanzi's head heavily, making him sober up instantly.

Wu Huanzi was shocked, and then realized that he might have really met an immortal.

With a sigh of ignorance in his mind, Wu Huanzi communicated with this so-called Taiyi Immortal.

Taiyi Immortal said that he could cross Wuhuan Zi to become an immortal and ensure that he was safe under the catastrophe.

In order to gain the trust of Wu Huanzi, Taiyi Immortal even used the power of heaven to let him see a corner of the sky.

The spiritual energy condenses into water, the rui beasts can be seen everywhere, the spiritual fruits grow and grow, and the immortals sit firmly in the palace.

The world in the era of the end of the law is incomparable with the fairyland.

Wuhuanzi was a little stupid, and it wasn't until the Oiran was pinched and hurt that he cried out that he was called back to his senses.

After much deliberation, Wuhuanzi asked a rhetorical question from the depths of her soul.

"Heaven, can you listen to music or something?"

……

Taiyi Immortal was unexpected, and was silent for a long time.

It's outrageous.

In the end, after some friendly negotiations, the two sides finalized the final plan.

Generally speaking, after a mortal ascends to the immortal, he can stay in the world for a hundred years. And Taiyi Immortal is willing to pay the price and extend the time to a thousand years.

After fulfilling all of Wu Huanzi's wishes, he asked his own questions.

"So, at what cost?"

Tai Yixian was very satisfied with his intellectual performance, and also put forward his own requirements: "You stay in the world for a thousand years, and I will open a spiritual world in the world." ”

After a pause, he continued: "There are several physical bodies in the spirit realm, and you have to nurture them for a thousand years. ”

Listening to this strange request, Wu Huanzi faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but in the face of an immortal, he didn't seem to have the right to choose.

Taking a deep breath, Wu Huanzi nodded and agreed.

In the next second, the aura around him changed, and the clouds quickly converged.

The thunder is rolling, but it is extremely soft.

Later that day, Wu Huanzi became an immortal in Langxiao Pavilion, and there were immortals in the nine heavens.

"Jian Xuan, congratulations to Wuhuan Dao Friend for becoming an immortal."

"Thousands of illusions, congratulations to the friends who have no joy to become immortals. I will prepare a banquet and go to the appointment after a thousand years. ”

……

Listening to the sound of congratulatory voices coming from above the nine heavens, Wu Huanzi was slightly dazed.

It wasn't until the clouds dispersed that he reacted that he had become an immortal for no apparent reason.

"Wuhuan Immortal, this is the location of that spiritual realm, and I ask Daoist friends to bother." Tai Yixian's voice sounded.

Wu Huanzi nodded slightly and agreed.

Then, at last, there was no more sound.

And in the next second, he was slightly stunned, countless pictures flashed in his mind, and memories broke through the barrier and resurfaced in his heart.

After a long time, Wu Huanzi's eyes returned to clarity.

He let out a long sigh, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

"Master, do you know that the Huangquan Dao Fruit really exists......

……

In fact, Wu Huanzi's remarks to the master are half-truths and half-falsehoods.

It really is: he does have nightmares all the time, disturbed by his mind.

And the fake thing is: after being awakened, a woman hugged him, but it was useless. He went to look for flowers and willows, it was just pure lust......

Ever since she was young, she had a strange nightmare every night.

In the dream, the sky collapsed, the thunder rolled, and it was an apocalyptic scene.

And under the thunderstorm, more than 100 monks rushed forward without the slightest fear.

Compared to the raging thunderstorms, the monks seemed very small, very insignificant.

The unyielding roar of the monks resounded through the heavens and the earth.

The young Wuhuan looked at such a scene in his dream, he didn't feel scared, he only felt sad, and the corners of his eyes would be slightly moist.

Spring goes to autumn, cold comes and summer, Wuhuan slowly grows up, and also embarks on the path of cultivation.

That recurring dream has always troubled him.

He also watched the tribulation of many elders, even the heavenly tribulation when the master was promoted to the tribulation period, it was not as good as the thunderstorm in his dream.

This makes dreams even more incredible.

After all, according to this inference, the heavenly tribulations in the dream realm should all be human immortal tribulations.

But more than 100 monks crossed the catastrophe and ascended to the immortals, this kind of thing is impossible to think about.

And it wasn't until just now, when Wuhuanzi crossed the catastrophe and became an immortal, that he understood.

It wasn't a dream, it was something that really happened in a previous life.

And in his previous life, he was one of the people who forcibly crossed the catastrophe and became an immortal.

After the failure of the tragedy, Wu Huanzi was fed a Huangquan fruit and relived for a lifetime.

And by chance, he was unexpectedly chosen by the unwitting Heavenly Immortals and reached an agreement.

……

Knowing everything, Wu Huanzi muttered to himself: "Today I know that I am me." ”

Thinking of Tai Yixian's instructions, his eyes froze, and he disappeared in place.

After a while, Wu Huanzi came to a big mountain, and looked at the fog gate in front of him and was slightly stunned.

Then, he stepped inside.

In the spirit realm, there are several physical bodies, which are no different from ordinary monks except for the lack of consciousness.

Feeling the breath of these good flesh, Wu Huanzi's eyes shrank.

After thinking about it for a long time, he had a rough guess in his mind.

Before, in the chess game between the mortal monks and the immortals, the latter was still broken.

Wuhuanzi directly became an immortal, and he didn't need to compete with the immortals for luck.

This can only show that after that chess game, a heavenly immortal fell, leaving a vacancy.

And these physical bodies in front of him, if nothing else, are prepared for the heavenly immortals.

When the time is ripe, the heavenly immortals will send spiritual consciousness into the realm, settle in these physical bodies, and incarnate in another way.

Thinking about everything, Wu Huanzi's eyes couldn't help but change dramatically.

Eventually, he frowned, sent out bursts of aura, and began to cultivate these physical bodies.

"When your spiritual consciousness comes into the world, there is no joy to send all the immortals to a catastrophe." Wu Huanzi took a deep breath and whispered to herself.