It was late at night, and there was a black hole. The snow will stop, and Xuancun, which has been busy all day, will return to tranquility.

In a mud hut near the mountain wall, the dim chill of the coal lamp was imprinted on the young man's delicate little face.

No one knew that in just a few pillars of incense, Lin Fan had completely memorized the "Tao Sutra".

The people in the village only knew that he had a great memory, but they didn't know that this super memory had been strengthened with age. If he was five years old, it would be impossible to recite the Tao Sutra in three days. And now, this hand has ten lines at a glance and the ability to never forget it, which has long been perfected.

"It's really a teenager who doesn't know what it's like to be sad. Lin Fan put down the wooden slip, looked out the window, and sighed softly.

Lin Fan was very entangled in his heart, he wanted to practice boxing, but he didn't want to embarrass Uncle Chen.

He is already fifteen years old, and according to Uncle Chen, he will soon automatically enter the point of refining his body and have the divine power to pull out trees. Although, he doesn't feel anything now. is still a weak Confucian who can't even lift a bucket of water.

In three days, the people from the Imperial Capital Mansion will come.

Xuancun has always made a living from hunting, and Uncle Chen has always been the pillar of the village. Lin Fan didn't know, once they left, how would Xuancun live in the future? How should those women and children who had lost their husbands and fathers live?

Xixuan Village, do you have to be bullied like this all the time?

He is unwilling!

It was supposed to be a sleepless night. But in the end, perhaps because of the excessive use of his brain, Lin Fan's eyelids couldn't help but fight.

After a while, Lin Fan only felt that his eyes were dark, and his body lost consciousness. It's on the cold table. Fall asleep.

In your sleep. He felt that his consciousness was incomparably fresh, and his whole person drifted into the depths of space with a torrent.

It's this dream again!

Lin Fan knew that he had dreamed, and he had the same dream again!

For as long as he can remember, this dream has haunted him for eleven years!

In the past, he was always scared and forced himself to wake up from his dreams. And this time, he didn't even resist anymore. Let the torrent push him into the distance, leading him to uncharted territory.

In this space, time has lost its concept, and Lin Fan doesn't know how long he has been floating with the torrent, only feeling that in the dark, there are phantoms passing in front of him.

Those phantoms were not himself, they were clearly another teenager as old as him. But all the time, it doesn't affect his heart.

Until a certain moment, the object in front of me changes. He found himself standing in a valley.

The valley is quiet and peaceful, with birds singing and flowers. It gives a warm feeling. Compared to the cold Xuancun, there are two completely different feelings.

This is...... Where?

Lin Fan stood in front of a stone house, he did not feel strange, he did not feel afraid, but he had a different kind of familiarity and affection.

He felt as if he had been here!

"This valley ...... Stone House ......"

The scene in front of him was too real, so that Lin Fan couldn't tell whether it was real or false. He couldn't help but approach the stone house, but at the moment when he was about to push the door in, a few words of conversation made his steps suddenly freeze.

Lin Fan stood in place, not coming back to his senses for a long time, and then attached his ear to the door, listening quietly.

"Senior, how is it, can Fan'er still be saved!" The one who spoke seemed to be a middle-aged man.

"The curse is too deep, and it stands to reason that there is no way to return to heaven. Unless, it can cut off the causes of this life. The old voice came.

"How?"

"It's the best way to let him die like this......" the old man continued.

Then, he paused and continued: "The cycle of life and death, the variable of destiny, should be like this. Thankfully, he has that inheritance...... One more chance to do it all over again......"

"A chance to do it all over again?"

"It's a test for him. A person who has not experienced life and death will never be able to attain the Tao. ”

At this point, Lin Fan hadn't come back to his senses, and the scene in front of him suddenly collapsed.

......

Fan'er?

He couldn't help but think of the name of the middle-aged voice.

Are you talking about me......? What is that, and what are the chances of a new life?

Lin Fan felt that his memory was confused, and his head seemed to be about to crack. Many seeds of strange and familiar memories were planted in his mind, and little by little, they began to take root.

He knew very well that he was just dreaming. But the real pain made him feel mad.

"Boom ......"

In front of the space, the divine light that swallowed heaven and earth came rolling and impacting.

Lin Fan subconsciously closed his eyes, and the imaginary pain did not come. When he opened his eyes, he found that the gods were flowing through his body like flowing water.

He thought of the word.

Myself...... Is it really a dream?

The scene in front of you, the qiē in front of you, is so real, but so illusory.

It's like a chicken on a fire. He could clearly smell the smell of the wafting meat, but he couldn't eat it in his mouth.

"The world and me, who is illusory, and who is the entity?"

"I ...... Who the hell is it?"

"No...... My name is Lin Fan!"

Lin Fan closed his eyes tightly, and after silently writing ten silent words in his heart in a row, the whole person suddenly became extremely quiet.

Suddenly opened his eyes, and with a bang, the space of the black hole in front of him, the terrifying Shenlan, shattered!

It's like an epoch has passed. At this moment, the space of the riot is quiet.

"Is it over......" Lin Fan sighed.

This dream, which he had been having for eleven years, made him scared and a little surprised at the same time. He always felt that he could find what he wanted here. For example, the power ......

Buzz!

While thinking about it, suddenly, a portal suddenly appeared, merging into the void.

In the door frame, endless chaos and boundlessness.

"It's been eleven years, and we've finally met......"

A sigh came, distant and desolate, as if in a different world.

Lin Fan's heart was shocked, and he saw a teenager walking out of the door frame.

The boy looked as big as him, but he was slender and heroic. Looking at each other lightly, there is an invisible majesty. If the king is in the world, the air covers all directions. In an instant, the divine light that burst out around was much darker. The endless and deep space emitted bursts of sadness and resentment.

"Who are you......" Lin Fan's heart trembled, staring at this young man.

He was born in Xixuan Village since he was a child, and it was the first time he had seen this person. I was shocked.

The young man's body is sometimes blurred, sometimes condensed, like a wisp of soul, and the outline cannot be seen clearly. But Lin Fan looked at him, but there was an inexplicable touch.

"It turns out that you are you and I am me. But on that snowy night eleven years ago, after you and I were destined, we were no longer separated from each other. The boy said.

"What the hell is going on, am I not in a dream?" Lin Fan was confused, and his words were a little incoherent.

"It's in a dream. But for eleven years, you've been resisting. And now, because you are thirsty for power, you have met me. ”

"This is the depths of your spirit, the place where your soul and my soul coexist. ”

The young man approached, and Lin Fan was startled. only to find that the boy had no feet and was three feet above the ground. It really turned out to be a wisp of soul!

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. ”

Lin Fan was stunned, took a deep breath, swept his gaze to this dim space, and said in a trembling voice: "Where do you and my souls coexist?

"Your name is Lin Fan. But you ...... And on a snowy night of the eleventh year, he died. ”

The young man looked at him: "Actually, the new owner of this body is me. But I don't want to occupy your place at will, so I have consulted with you. ”

I'm dead?

Lin Fan's heart was shocked, and his face was full of incredulity. How could it be that he had already died on a snowy night eleven years ago?

"Look ......" The young man waved his hand, and a picture appeared in the void, evoking Lin Fan's deep memory.

Gradually, he recalled.

Eleven years, on a snowy day, he lost himself in the mountains and forests because of his greed for fun. Finally passed out in the snow. The snow was cold, the weather was cold, and soon he was a cold corpse.

Soon after, it snowed heavily, and the figure of an old Taoist priest appeared on the snow and held him in his arms......

Looking at Lin Fan's shocked face, the young man slowly shook his head and slowly explained: "On a snowy night eleven years ago, you were dead. It was my master who possessed my soul in you, so that you can continue to this day...... Now, it's time for you to accept this reality. (To be continued......)