Shu has always been rich and has the title of "the country of abundance, the foundation of the emperor", although it is only a not very conspicuous Guan River estuary in Shudi, the main road is lined with shops, the street is even more sparkling, the flow of people is like weaving, every few steps can be heard not far from the penetrating shouting of the merchants. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When the afterglow of the twilight sunset is faintly sprinkled on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored pavilion cornices, it adds a bit of hazy and poetic to the evening scene of the prosperous ancient city in front of you, and the beauty of the peaceful and prosperous era can be clearly felt on everyone's slightly drunk face.

Yang Jian walked on the street, in front of and behind him were faces that were either long, elegant, fresh, or sophisticated, and occasionally there was a long neighing of horses, and he felt as if he was in a colorful and rich picture scroll and turned into a little scenery in it.

"You see that's Erlang of the Yang family, I heard that he studied literature at the age of three and wrote poems and essays at the age of seven, and he was a natural prodigy. Alas, if my stinky boy were half as strong as him, I would die without regrets. In the restaurant that Yang Jian had just passed by, a fat man with a long beard and a red shirt with a money pattern leaned out half of his body and pointed at Yang Jian and said to a thin man in a green robe with slightly narrowed eyes beside him.

Unexpectedly, the green-robed thin man just nodded lightly and sneered: "Don't I know your son? Not to mention half of the Yang family's Erlang, I'm afraid that one percent is a little too big." Let me tell you, this Yang Erlang is the person who is favored by the princess of the royal family, if it weren't for this Yang Jian's insistence on being admitted to the top prize first according to his parents' words and thinking about starting a family, do you think you can still see him in Guanjiangkou?"

And the discussion between these two people is actually not the only one, whenever Yang Jian's appearance is seen by some people who have 'some insight and information channels', there will be such discussions.

Yang Jian has become a young man who has attracted the attention of the entire dynasty because of his hundred-year memory and the martial arts practice method that he has always called 'Shangqing Immortal Law'.

At this time, Yang Jian's fame, fortune, family affection and love seem to be there, and his current life is not the end, and a more brilliant and beautiful future is slowly extending under his feet. In the eyes of all, he is a winner in life.

Even in his heart, which values his parents and siblings the most, he is already the most perfect but successful person. But he still seems to be a little lost in his heart, not knowing that the area of his consciousness is always empty.

Yang Jian finally walked through the noisy and prosperous streets and returned to the Yang Mansion, looking at the plaque on the door of the Yang Mansion. He couldn't help but stop, looking at the blood-red remnant sun, his complicated eyes intended to penetrate back to the time and space a hundred years later in his memory.

But in the plaque, in the remnant sun, there is nothing, all he can see is his family and the peaceful prosperity: "Yang Jian! Yang Jian, what are you not satisfied with? Isn't this the life you want the most?"

Finally, Yang Jian, who shook his head, entered the Yang Mansion, which was the largest and most beautiful building in the entire Guanjiang Estuary, and many places were rebuilt by royal craftsmen sent by the princess, and other new places were built to connect to the original Yang Mansion.

On the way to his bedroom, Yang Jian looked at the courtyard surrounded by pink walls, green willows, three hanging flower gatehouses, and verandahs on all sides. The courtyard is connected with each other and dotted with mountains and stones. The courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious. The garden is splendid, clear and exquisite, and the backyard is full of roses, treasures, and a pool.

The more beautiful and brilliant Yang Mansion is getting more and more different from the one in his heart, which makes Yang Jian's home that he has fought for for a hundred years in his memory no longer so nostalgic.

After having dinner as usual, Yang Jian returned to his room to read, but these books also made him more and more irritable, and the hundred years of memories in his mind reminded him all the time that he was different from others, and that he had seen a wider and more magnificent world.

He simply dropped his book, opened the window and looked up at the moon in the sky, and after he had spent a whole decade in this world, which had left a mark on this world that many people could not leave in their lifetimes. But why can't I forget the memories of those 100 years?

This question is sinking more and more in his heart like a big stone, and today he finally reached the point where he had to face it squarely and had to vent, no matter how bright the moon in the sky was, how bright the sun was, how brilliant the Yang Mansion was, and how great his future was, he could no longer stop his determination to return to the familiar wilderness, and his heart told him where he belonged.

In the past ten years, he has not practiced any other magic except for the Shangqing Immortal Method, but today, just like the first night in this world ten years ago, he once again continued to try the Taoist magic power that had failed to crack the illusion, and meditated again.

Ten years of mortal life made him feel a lot of things, many insights that he didn't get in a hundred years of memory, which made his heart more firm and more sensitive.

When ten years after coming to this world, when he pinched the character seal again, his heart finally exuded a dazzling brilliance, which was his Dao heart that was as strong as cold iron and hot as the sun.

Dao heart in Yang Jian's character seal under the blessing of the light of the soul combined into a positive and negative reversal of the three-ring treasure wheel, the three-ring treasure wheel in the slow rotation of the immeasurable light immeasurable power, countless runes and Dao marks were dragged from all directions of the sea of knowledge, the memories of the past ten years were struck into countless memory fragments forced to scatter lust and desire.

The vast expanse of Yang Jian's knowledge of the sea was also squeezed a little by this erotic mark and Dao mark rune, and it seemed to be in danger. At this time, the Three-Ring Treasure Wheel finally began to show its might, and the originally blank Three-Ring Treasure Wheel began to swallow the Lust Mark and Dao Mark Rune in the rotation. The Three-Ring Treasure Wheel spun faster and faster, and its devouring speed became faster and faster, eventually matching the speed at which Zhihai produced Lust Marks and Dao Mark Runes.

On the outermost part of the three-ring treasure wheel, there are thousands of red dusts, greed, hatred, hatred, bitterness, happiness, bitterness, sea desires, and all kinds of worldly things.

On the middle level, countless Taoist gods and golden immortals meditate and exert their magical powers to push the world forward, and there are heavenly Buddhas, bodhisattvas, and countless arhats and monks who close their eyes and chant sutras, wanting to educate the world.... Among them, everything is a flood projection, showing the trajectory evolution of the long river of time.

The innermost round, but it is just a thin round that can be condensed into a vertical eye that blooms slightly, without any Dao pattern rune marks but shining with the brilliance of strength. Yang Jian saw through the world through this vertical eye, and saw his body slowly sinking to the bottom of the sea of hardships and suffering.