Since he is determined to step into the wheel, Mo Ling definitely needs to prepare, he doesn't think that his heart is as strong, and the Dao heart is stable, so he ignores these wheels, the power of reincarnation is very treacherous, and the world he shapes is infinitely close to the present, if he really can't distinguish the truth in the end, what awaits him is only death.

The fight to the flesh is very simple, but this kind of unknown is the most dangerous, and one careless will be doomed.

, in fact, is a very magical movement, which can plant a seed in the bottom of the heart, subconsciously branded, and revived at a critical moment.

For example, when I was a student, I didn't do my homework during the summer vacation, and it was going to start the next day, and many people would hint in their hearts that they must get up early this time and work hard, so the next morning, it will work better than an alarm clock......

And the seed that Mo Ling planted for himself is that every time he comes to the end of his life, a question will arise in his heart.

"Who am I?"

This question seems to be very simple, but it is the most alarming, mainly because he has too many secrets, traversers, systems, and covers, and these secrets are enough for him to find himself and not get lost in reincarnation.

Reincarnation opens, the original world, just a different walk, every time he has achieved the strongest with the advantage of crossing.

Business, politics, celebrities.......

Completely different person again and again, and 100% immersive, each time he successfully awakened at a critical moment.

Gradually, Mo Ling regarded it as a grind, every life is a new feeling, and the edge on his body gradually disappeared and became introverted.

With the addition of reincarnation, the world of reincarnation does not know that it is the original world, generals, ministers, emperors........

has really experienced thousands of people, and he is a little confused, where is the real and what is illusory.

......

The palace is big, the atmosphere of the palace today is extremely tight, and the eunuchs and palace maids are in a hurry, with panic on their faces, shuttling around the palace.

In the palace, the most glorious hall is the most glorious hall, where hundreds of civil and military officials, princes and princesses, and harem concubines are all concentrated in this palace of power.

Mo, Great Xia, the most meritorious of the Great Xia Dynasty, without it, he pulled Great Xia back from the edge of the cliff, destroyed ten, unified the great, there is no ancients before and no one after him.

And this one, their emperor is already old and on the verge of death.

"My Emperor!"

"My Emperor's ....."

「.......」

Countless people below cried out.

Mo Ling didn't listen, his cloudy eyes stared at the glorious palace, and there was a faint exhalation from the bottom of his heart, like a powerful ghost, and like waking up a sleeping person.

He didn't pay attention, he was extremely unpopular in his heart now, there were only a few people, how could he be, he didn't know if there was a god in this world? Are there any immortals? Although he usually has a great disdain for ghost things.

But, at this moment, he wants the ghosts and gods to exist, he wants to live, he wants to grow, he wants to lead the dynasty for thousands of years!

"I want to live forever~"

"I want to live forever~"

"I want to live forever!"

The sound of murmuring became more and more loud, echoing in the main hall, regardless of the shock of others, Mo Ling's whole body was full of strength at this time, he turned over from the dragon couch, rushed to the main hall, and roared towards the void. ….

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"I want to be long, whoever dares to stop me, who can stop me!"

Knock knock!!

Mo Ling's heart beat violently, and even the void caused a concussion.

The sky was shattered, and Mo Ling stood in the void in a dragon robe, majestic and scattered, and everything was sincere.

This is his first, without any help of his own mention, with his own perseverance, he broke through.

Long, clichéd eyes, but this word will never be forbidden.

After experiencing infinite wheels, wandering in many temptations, rolling red dust, he found his own strength, found his own way.

In the past, he cultivated for the sake of great self and great leisure, which is actually a part of immortality, too model, but now, the road ahead is more and more invented.

What is Immortality?

In the eyes of ordinary people

of immortality may be hundreds or thousands of years like a monk; The immortality in the eyes of the monk may be ten thousand or even hundreds of thousands of years of the emperor.......

Everyone's different strength does not define immortality, and for Mo Linglai, what is immortality?

Millions of years? Countless epochs? Holy, the heavens reflect?

No, no, he wants to live forever, the heavens and the earth collapse and he doesn't, all things destroy him, he wants to be truly transcendent, transcendent from oneness, without any limitations, and finally achieve great freedom and freedom!

In the illusory world, Mo Ling opened his eyes violently, his divine light exploded, his eyes shone with essence, the breath of the whole person was like violence, his eyes were open like day, his eyes were closed, and the common people were under his control.

Not much, the breath dispersed, Mo Ling returned to normal, and the real person became mediocre, his eyes were like a pool of lakes, calm and waveless.

Mo Ling looked at the reincarnation in the sky lightly, and the mysterious power could no longer shake him in the slightest.

"Let me see what's hidden here!"

I saw him step by step into the void, and the sense of direction of the seal could no longer stop his feet, and finally walked into the water, drowning in the colorful light.

As early as the reincarnation of I don't know how many times, Mo Ling already understood what the gorgeous light in the sea of reincarnation was?

The temptation in reincarnation induces the Dao heart to fall and sink completely, which can also be called the breath of red dust.

Why do cultivators rarely meddle in mortals, most of them are pure and away from the red dust.

Because the breath of red dust can pollute the Dao, seal the Dao heart like dust, and make people lose the heart of seeking the Dao.

Red dust, Mo Ling idle court, the wind is light and cloudy, all kinds of colors flow, the heart of the Tao is still clear, the most, there is a change in front of me, and I came to a space.

It can be seen that this is a relic here, but at this time it has collapsed, broken walls, rubble and sand, basically everywhere are the remnants of the battle, even in the flow of time, it cannot disappear.

As he deepened, the more information he received.

It had been a tribe of the Serpent Clan, which he had judged from some of the broken buildings.

Very, this judgment was confirmed.

A huge wide square appeared in front of Mo Ling, and countless stones on the square, all of which were snakes, lifelike.

The snake people looked up at the void with different expressions, but they were all the same, and they all had fear in their eyes.

But Mo Ling didn't care what these people were afraid of, no matter what he was doing.

Very, Mo Ling walked around all this space, but there was still no line to go out, and finally came to the square.

On the incomparably vast altar stands the four heavens, a minimum of ten thousand people, carved with a mysterious Tao, in the altar, the snake people stone that can be seen everywhere, and finally comes to the center of the altar.

There is a large, large pit under a piece of lacquer, like an endless depth, Zeren and devoured.

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