My name is Chen Changsheng.

Originally, he was just an ordinary monk in the Tribulation Period who was surviving in the last days.

The invasion of the demons, the rebellion of the West Buddha, the destruction of countless sects, the death of countless people, and the death of countless ordinary people like themselves in history.

Later generations recorded, but a sentence of countless casualties was referred to.

And now I am reborn at a time before the Great Tribulation, before all the calamities have happened.

The mountain gate of the Qingyun Sect was still standing there, and the old tree in the small courtyard of the small mountain peak was still luxuriant.

The elder brother who lived in his own memories stood in front of him in a green shirt, laughing and scolding.

Everything was like in a dream, as if the ancestors were in front of them at that time, and they let themselves be immersed in endless illusions.

When I was first born again, I felt not joy, but fear.

I was afraid that the Formation Ancestor who was competing with himself for his body would pull himself into the endless illusion again.

I am afraid that I will kill my brother again in the illusion.

I have survived for more than 100 years in the last days, and I am the last group of people who have survived to the end of the world.

There have been too many sacrifices, too many betrayals, and too much despair.

In the last days, as a monk, humanity is vividly displayed.

I can't trust anyone, and I can't believe anything.

Until I felt the vitality of heaven and earth again, felt my strange spirit, and felt the extremely subtle humidity of the air.

Step by step, I slowly believed that maybe I was really reborn.

Probably because God saw that his life was too miserable, so he kindly arranged for himself to be reborn and get back everything he had lost.

I will never allow that tragedy to happen in the future, nor will I allow myself to watch the catastrophe come again!

Thousands of miles of white land, thousands of miles without rooster crowing, such an apocalyptic scene, never appear in front of yourself.

I tried every way I could think of it, and I tried my best, and every day I had to endure the pain of having my soul cut off, and I repeatedly deduced the source of all the disasters that occurred during the Great Tribulation.

Seized the body of the immortal, endured the darkness in the secret room for more than ten years, and killed the demon monk who caused the catastrophe....

I did everything I could, I did everything I could think of.

But the catastrophe still happened, and even showed the clues in advance.

At that moment, I was crazy, I was sober, but I also understood that I was crazy.

Crazy at the moment when the demonic energy overflowed, crazy at the second when the golden pupil was born.

No one can understand me, no one knows what I'm obsessed with.

No one can ask me, am I okay?

"Changsheng, are you okay?"

A gentle voice woke me up from the madness, and I raised my head miserably, wearing a familiar green shirt, and looked at me with concern in my eyes.

The corners of his eyes were a little sore, but he didn't know how to speak.

Senior brother's gentle words are still comforting me, but he doesn't know that in a few decades, he will die in front of me.

He will die, I will die, many people will die, and the whole world will be destroyed.

I'm so tired, I want to hide, I don't care about anything, I don't think about anything, I don't care about anything.

I took Master and Senior Brother and hid until the end of the Great Tribulation.

I want to speak, but the world seems to know who I am, and I can't tell my brother that I am reborn.

That feeling of powerlessness made me feel the insignificance of my life for the first time.

I am afraid of the catastrophe, and I am afraid that the beauty of today will die in the catastrophe again.

Actually, I'm just a coward, a coward who wants to escape the catastrophe and prevent it from happening.

That kind of means is just the psychological comfort that I want to seek because of my infinite insecurity.

How could the Great Tribulation cease to exist because of me, and I am something.

Countless monks have fallen in the catastrophe, and even the resurrected immortals will fall in front of them.

Even if he lives again, what strength does he have now that can only look down on himself in the Great Tribulation?

At that moment, I also understood how small my power was, and I once wanted to stop the catastrophe from happening, but it indirectly led to the catastrophe being decades ahead of schedule.

The golden vertical pupil seemed to be mocking itself silently, as if telling itself that the tragedy of the previous life would be repeated!

Laugh at yourself, it's just a grasshopper shaking a tree!

But, if so, what is the point of my rebirth?

When I wanted to fight for my own death to stop the golden vertical pupil, the senior brother stopped me.

"The calamity is there, not one step ahead of you, not one step slower than you, but you never dare to face it!"

"Why don't you try to trust us?"

....

Gentle words are like a knife that kills me, and like an arrow piercing my armor.

I was silent.

I don't know how to explain it, and I don't know how to refute it.

Reprimanding and scolding will make me feel better, but the senior brother is still full of encouragement and expectations for me.

There seemed to be residual heat on my forehead, and I touched my forehead blankly.

If it is a thousand cuts and torture, I don't think I will frown.

But what stabbed me was still gentle.

In the next second, I was killed and lost my armor, and I was stunned and only calm.

Yes, even if the apocalyptic catastrophe happens again.

I am no longer the incapable Chen Changsheng in my previous life, and I have several powerful brothers.

In my previous life, I was just an ordinary monk in the Tribulation Period, and I couldn't control the outcome of the Great Tribulation.

Nowadays, I have countless hole cards, and I still face the mentality of ordinary people in the face of the catastrophe.

All living beings are in the midst of the catastrophe, and now I am already an existence comparable to the pride of heaven, and there is no reason not to dare to face the catastrophe.

The previous life was like a nightmare, making myself stubborn, stubborn, and afraid to face it.

And now, I will face the catastrophe, and even in the midst of the catastrophe, I will protect all those who cherish it!

Today's Xiaoshan is not only me and my senior brother, but also the first immortal in the world in the future, the future empress, Xiaobai with outstanding qualifications, and the emperor of the human race, all my senior brothers in this life.

It's even better than the previous life, but the more beautiful it is, the more murderous it is.

The more beautiful it is, the more desperate it is when it is lost.

The beauty and the despair, when they repeated in my mind, made up my mind.

Chen Changsheng was really standing on the top of the small mountain, his eyes were full of determination.

Looking back at the Qingyun Sect, the mountains are like a sky, and the vast sea of clouds.

There is also determination in firmness.

Even if it is not understood by the world, even if it is shattered.

How could I not believe you, brother.

But allow me to go ahead this time.

I, Chen Changsheng, want to hold up a sunny sky and a bright moon for you in the midst of the catastrophe!