Of course, what An Chao eats is not a real leg of mutton.

It's a mythical nightmare leg.

This demon from the abyssal hell, like most demons, likes to have legs of mutton and horns.

Of course... The form of the nightmare is not particularly fixed.

It's just that the one that happened to be 'met' by Lin Xi has grown into such a delicious look.

For the Chaos Demon God, those legendary mythical creatures, in fact... It can all be thought of as a recipe or a menu.

There is nothing surprising about this.

A mythical nightmare, its body naturally contains a strong dream radiation.

For Lin Xi, this kind of radiation, like a flavoring agent, not only does not have any substantial effect, but can trigger some special 'delicious' effects.

But for An Chao, if it weren't for the fact that he fused the essence of Wang Bulu, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the flesh of the nightmare at all.

Now, even if he endures it, his soul is pulled into a nightmare.

Just in An Chao's ear, Lin Xi began to babble on his cursed spell.

Hundred Generations of Reincarnation Mantra··· This is a method of cultivating the soul created by Lin Xi by combining the Heart Sutra of Buddhism and powerful heavenly magic.

The soul enters a dream, as if traveling through the real world, experiencing endless suffering, and reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes.

In the end, he cultivated an immortal heart.

In An Chao's dream, he has forgotten his true self.

And the incarnation became a traverser called 'Zhu Jiao'.

He has been traveling through different worlds and getting different adventures, but he will always die miserably for various reasons, starting the reincarnation of the next life.

Sometimes, he is one step away from success.

Sometimes, he will be just a little bit away from love.

There are also times when he sees what seems to be a real hope, but in the end it is disillusioned.

He tried, struggled, gave up, and even wanted to end himself completely.

But he got through it all.

Of course, this is not Lin Xi's credit.

You know, the human soul is actually very fragile.

There are countless examples of people who go straight to death because of fear, disappointment, sadness, and numbness.

Going deep into the soul level, for some reason, it is not uncommon for the soul to break directly.

However, the self that An Chao dreamed of... The reason why the unlucky ghost named Zhu Jiao has been able to survive and be reincarnated in his dreams is because Wang Bulu's immortal trait is causing trouble.

In fact, reincarnated in a dream, what endures everything is not just An Chao?

Wang Bulu··· Isn't it the same?

But the king hid himself deeper.

From time to time, he also disguised himself as the golden finger of 'Zhu Jiao', intending to completely ban An Chao through this special parasitic way, and then kill him from this dream reincarnation to end Lin Xi's plan.

In this way, reincarnation continues, death continues, and sorrow continues.

The 'Zhu Jiao' that An Chao dreamed of, from the initial hesitation, the next unwillingness, the subsequent numbness, until the final heart is like a hundred steels, immortal and finally king.

An invincible heart is slowly cultivated in the midst of reincarnation and torture in that hundred lifetimes.

The night was long.

Long enough to accommodate the torment of a hundred generations, the pain of a hundred generations, the struggle of a hundred generations, the roar of a hundred generations... Until the precipitation and accumulation of Baishi.

The night is also short.

It's not short enough to burn ten pounds of wood.

Not enough to blow the snow off overnight.

It's not enough for the ambition of a teenager to truly grow into a giant tree.

It is not enough to transform endless words into symbols that are remembered in my heart.

Smack!

With the last bit of fire, it turned into a wisp of green smoke in the embers, and then rose in a curling way.

An Chao woke up from his dream.

He seemed to have been on a long, long, long journey.

But after waking up from the dream, he forgot most of this journey, some vague and fragmentary silhouettes of himself.

It was his soul, in spontaneous protection.

A soul that has not undergone true cultivation will not be able to fully endure the suffering of those hundred lifetimes when it is awake.

However, he will continue to awaken these memories.

From the memories of reincarnation in dreams, get everything you want.

The snow has faded.

An Chao raised his eyes and didn't find Lin Xi's figure.

On the snow, a scripture is written in the words of the An Dynasty, which is neither long nor short.

This is the 'reality chapter' of the Hundred Generations of Reincarnation Refining Mantra.

The previous dream chapter was performed by Lin Xi.

It is used to refine the heart of An Chao.

And this reality chapter is to allow An Chao to turn all the gains in his dreams into nutrients for reality.

If An Chao can really condense the invincible heart he cultivated in his dreams in reality, then even if it is Wang Bulu... I'm afraid that it won't take away his body and mind, but it may be compatible with him.

Because the king is not lucky... He also does not have the invincible and undead heart of perseverance and immortality.

Looking at the scriptures on the snow, An Chao was stunned.

All these experiences were different from what he expected and imagined.

It's just this time... His melancholy was short-lived.

In just a moment, I adjusted my mind and began to read the words in the snow quickly.

And then understand the meaning.

It's weird... Even though I haven't learned any professional vocabulary, I can quickly understand the meaning of this spell.

Without a hurry to start practicing, An Chao jumped directly from the top of the cliff towards the bottom of the mountain.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the cold continued to penetrate through my clothes and penetrate into my bones.

An Chao was very calm, always opening his eyes and spreading his limbs.

Drop, drop!

Constant decline.

An Chao calmly analyzed the altitude he was at and the distance from the ground.

When it is less than 100 meters above the ground, the cushioning device in the expedition suit is activated.

Expedition suits that lack energy will only have a cushion that works once or twice.

Therefore, An Chao must calculate the distance before using it.

After the first cushioning, the force of the fall is greatly weakened.

Of course, from a mortal point of view, this is almost meaningless.

Because for mortals, there is no difference between falling 10,000 meters and falling 100 meters.

It's all smashed into a puddle of flesh...

The real role of this buffer is to understand the power of buffering, and to make an adjustment and reference.

When it was less than ten meters from the ground, An Chao quickly activated the second buffer.

The force of the cushion will slow down the downward trend.

Only four or five meters above the ground, he fell headlong.

The snow on the ground is thick.

An Chao didn't hurt at all.

Looking at the miserable white sunlight in the sky, An Chao lay in the snow, but did not get up.

He suddenly laughed.

Laugh super loud.

The laughter shook and shook the snow off the trees.

After laughing enough, he finally got up.

In a trance, he vaguely surged up a memory that should belong to him.

This memory, as successfully as a rock, blocked the invasion of another memory.

Then it was injected into the soul of An Chao.