Chapter 2: The Sutra of the Reincarnation of Life and Death (Ask for Collection)

-Ning Yixue, with her hands on her cheeks, sat on top of the stones, looked shy, and lowered her head with a blushing face.

"That, Yixue, you..."

For a while, Chen Nan couldn't speak.

was proposed by a ten-year-old girl, don't say you see it, I haven't heard of it in my previous life.

As a man, I don't know whether to be angry or aggrieved.

This Tianyuan Continent, damn feudal traditional thinking.

"Brother Chennan, we have a baby kiss, in a few days I will be ten years old, I will be able to get married, and I will be able to stick to Brother Chennan for the rest of my life."

The girl looked at Chennan shyly, and in it, she was full of excitement, her eyes were full of longing, and her face was full of joy.

Chennan is still unbelievable, baby pro? How did you not know?

"What, isn't Brother Chennan like Yi Xue?"

Hearing this, the girl's expression changed.

Looking at Chen Nan's confused expression, looking embarrassed, Ning Yixue's face was full of grievances, her eyes were full of tears, and she looked at Chen Nan hopefully.

Chennan's mind was even more confused, and after preparing for a year, he thought that he would break the restrictions and gather his vitality.

Before he came out of the failure, Yixue told him that he had a baby kiss with him, and he was about to get married?

Looking at the girl in front of her, how many years does this have to be sentenced?

"Don't panic! Be calm! What winds and waves haven't you seen? ”

Chen Nan took a deep breath hard, constantly warning himself in his heart that he must be calm and calm, and the more this time, he must not mess with himself.

"Doesn't my brother like Eva? Is Yixue not worthy of her brother? ”

"Did Ixue do something wrong?"

Ning Yixue looked at Chen Nan, who was stunned in place, tears rolled down, and she cried aggrievedly.

"Chennan, you can't panic, you have to be calm, there must be a solution."

Chen Nan's little face did not have the slightest immaturity, and became extremely serious, and his brows were furrowed.

The old man was uneasy and kind, and when he was only twelve years old, he wanted me to marry.

Do you want to leave your "baggage" behind and go to the mainland?

So after struggling for a long time, thinking about it, Gu Tianchen still had to run away.

After staying in this village for more than ten years, I have long been tired of the primitive and unchanging place.

According to the plan, he was successful in his cultivation, and it was originally when he was out to make a name for himself.

But he never thought that he couldn't cultivate, and he put off the plan until now.

Today, I had to leave, if I really got married, this life would be over, and I would be completely tied up in the village.

"Yi Xue, my brother didn't say he didn't want you, he was so excited that he couldn't believe it."

Look at the crying girl and try to calm herself.

"Really, brother? Don't you really dislike Yixue? ”

When the girl received an answer, she stopped crying in an instant, and looked at the person in front of her with her eyes looking at her hopefully.

has a maturity and stability that others don't have, and in him, there is an aura that makes him attached, exactly the same as the aura on his father.

Calm and thoughtful, she is extremely infatuated.

"Of course, how could I lie to Yixue?"

"You go back first and tell grandpa, I'm going to give you a special gift."

In this way, Ning Yixue, who was mixed with excitement, joy, and longing, was fooled back.

"I'm sorry Yixue, I can't hurt you, you are still young, there are endless possibilities, I am destined to become a mortal, and I can't ruin your life's happiness."

After speaking, he desperately drilled into the "stone forest." ”

At the foot of Nanban Mountain, the land of stone forests.

Standing countless boulders, it is rumored in the village that the formation left by the powerful monk has a strange layout.

Each boulder is smooth and flat like a knife.

With the passage of time, it remains as good as new, as if it had just been carved.

The smallest is also 10,000 catties in size.

The gusts of wind blew, and bursts of strange sounds resounded throughout the Savage Mountain.

"You can't go back, the only thing is to go through the stone forest, this is another way to the outside world, and the only way out."

If you go back and go out of the village by the same way, you will definitely be discovered, and you will not be able to escape when the time comes, according to the old man's temper, you will inevitably be beaten violently.

Leaning against the boulder, planning his escape route, ignoring the clicking sound of the boulder behind him.

"I ......"

When he sensed that something was wrong, a powerful force stuck it to the stone, and it sank suddenly.

The boulder, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, quickly turned, as if the mechanism had been activated.

"Help!"

It was strongly attached to the stone, and it sank rapidly, and it was pitch black all around, and there was a whistling wind in my ears.

My heart was filled with fear, I struggled constantly, and it became difficult to breathe.

"Click!"

Suddenly, there was a click.

In this quiet space, it is particularly harsh.

The surroundings slowly brightened, and after a few breaths, the whole space seemed like daylight.

The avenue under your feet is extremely smooth, leading directly to the high platform in the distance, like a whole boulder, split by a sword.

The underground space is incomparably large, and there are countless boulders, just like the stone forest above.

If you ask differently, this underground stone is even older, revealing the vicissitudes of life, and there are even carvings.

But it is blurry and illegible, as if it has been eroded by endless years, and it is unrecognizable.

Scanning around in horror, there was a mural on every boulder.

It's like telling a story, and in a trance, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Why does it feel familiar?"

Looking at the portrayal, deep down, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Huh? What does it feel like? Why do I want to go to the high platform? ”

Suddenly, my heart was beating violently, and I had a powerful intuition, and in the distance, on the high platform, there was something desperate to get.

This intuition was enough to make him forget the horrors around him, and forget everything he had just experienced.

"Fight!"

"I've all died once, and I've made a lot of money, so it's a big deal to die again!"

After a long time, he suppressed the impulse in his heart, there should be something to solve his inability to cultivate.

With heavy steps, rapid breathing, sweating profusely, he slowly walked towards the high platform.

The inexplicable feeling in my heart became more and more intense, and my breathing became heavier and heavier.

Soaked with hot sweat, his head became clearer, and he turned so fast that he could even hear his heart beating clearly.

Finally stepping on the altar.

There were countless intricate runes carved on the ground, and on the central cylinder, there was a black object.

"A box?"

Vigilantly stepping past the terrifying mysterious symbols, he slowly approached the cylinder in fear.

But I found that on the middle cylinder, the black object was an ordinary wooden box, without a lid, lying quietly there.

"What's in there?"

Coming to this step, looking at the blood-colored terrifying and mysterious symbols all over the place, Chen Nan's heart was beating extremely much, and the unknown feeling burst out to the extreme.

Faced with the fear of the unknown, reason finally overcame the crazy thoughts in the heart and became hesitant.

"No matter, life and death are at peace with destiny!"

Just one breath, his eyes flashed with a sense of madness, the seed of unwilling to be ordinary, wanting to control his fate and change his life against the sky, continued to sprout and grow, and instantly defeated the last trace of reason.

"Nothing?"

As he got closer, his heart was beating faster, and when he looked at the box with the mentality of seeing death as home, it was empty.

"Someone got ahead of the game?"

Cold sweat instantly filled the body, and a chill was born from the soles of the feet, and instantly reached the mind.

"Trap!"

In my mind, the word trap instantly appeared, and I was calculated.

Seeing that the wooden box on the cylinder turned into ashes in an instant, he didn't have time to think about it, and ran into the distance.

When it was too late, the moment the wooden box turned into ashes, the blood-colored symbol under his feet seemed to be alive, and the endless blood qi rose, turning into qi and silk, tightly surrounding him.

"Sit and meditate."

Suddenly, a very bold idea popped into my head.

These blood qi give people a long-lasting, intimate, and familiar feeling, and the legs are even more imperceptibly coiled.

The more I struggled, the more numerous and tighter the wounds became, and the more familiar and intimate they became.

Bury the past life, bury the present life, reverse yin and yang, and enjoy eternal life.

The Sutra of the Reincarnation of Life and Death

In my mind, one more thought suddenly came to my mind, a masterless cultivation technique, which seemed to come from the cultivation technique of the ancient period.

There is no fear of bloodline, qualifications, and various restrictions, as long as you can feel the vitality, you can cultivate.

Dig yourself into a real container.

The meridians are blocked and cannot collect vitality, but they can be stored in acupuncture points, flesh and blood, and pores.

Cultivators are invincible at the same level, and they can fight beyond the ranks.

Those who are great achievers will break through the void, live forever, and will not enter reincarnation.

I finally know why there is that crazy and desperate thought, the existence that can live forever, the real invincible method of refining the body.

This exercise, as if imprinted in my mind, lingered, and turned into three complicated mysterious blood-colored symbols.

The moment he opened his eyes, the bloodshot around him had dissipated, the symbols under his feet were much darker, and everything that was terrifying just now seemed to have never happened.

The Sutra of the Reincarnation of Life and Death, a method of cultivating the body.

In the Tian Yuan Continent, tens of thousands of years ago, after the Great War of Gods and Demons, the cultivation exercises were completely lost.

The method of refining the body is almost extinct, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate the body to perfection.

Refining the body to survive in the first vein, you need to endure the pain of ordinary Yuan Qi cultivators several times.

There are very few people who cultivate.

"This is too terrifying, and it is different from the ancient Ling Chi?"

The first mysterious blood-colored symbol, the body refining technique contained in it, made its excited heart be extinguished in an instant, and it was cold to the heart.

After refining the body, it is expected to comprehend a method of invincibility of the flesh, but the price is extremely cruel.