The first world is arrogant, the second world is extremely powerful, the third world is bloody and murderous, and the fourth world is depressed for half a life.

With the death of the fourth life, as his soul flew out, the fourth Nine Forbidden Seals gradually shone and condensed.

At the moment of stepping into reincarnation, the fifth life began.

And at this moment, Meng Hao's deity was still meditating cross-legged on the huge flower leaves, waiting for it to bloom.

As for the path of transcendence, Yan'er was still gritting her teeth and moving forward, after the third tribulation, her cultivation, sometimes she was even more difficult, walking towards the fourth tribulation, she told herself that she must persevere, because from the mouths of those who returned from the transcendence road in the sect, she already knew that the master ...... It's in the position of the Fifth Tribulation.

It's getting closer and closer to her.

"Master, Yan'er will definitely be able to find you. The persistence in Yan'er's eyes was even stronger, and she took a deep breath and walked forward again.

In the fifth world, in the fifth continent, in a county town, in this winter, when the snow fell, a baby was born in a family, but the birth of the child did not bring joy to the family, but silence.

Soon after, a young man walked out of the house with the baby in his arms and threw it in the ...... Street corner.

"It's not that Daddy doesn't want you, it's that you ......," the young man muttered, turning to leave.

The baby was abandoned because he was disabled, and from birth, his tongue was shortened...... In his life, it is impossible for him to speak, and there are birthmarks on his face, which looks ugly and even a little scary.

In the cold of winter, the hoarse cry of a baby echoed, a middle-aged man. Wearing a robe. With a hat. After hearing the cry, he came to the baby.

Looking down, he sighed, picked up the baby, and returned to his home, which was a small house, and it was not warm in winter. There is even a hint of cold dead air here, which seems to exist all year round.

Faintly, a frozen corpse can also be seen...... It seems to be used for research.

This middle-aged man is a servant in this county.

"I've been abandoned since I was a child, and I can't speak, and I look ugly, so I'll call you a little mute. The middle-aged man looked at the baby, smiled, and removed him from his pocket, with a scar on his forehead. Running through his face, it made him look a little hideous. The smile was terrible, but in his eyes, it was soft.

The little mute grew up, in this terrible rice soup of his father, gradually grew up, but it seemed that the winter cold of his childhood had penetrated into his bones, he was very thin and weak, and he was also afraid of the cold, and his body did not seem to be open, and it seemed that the wind was stronger, and he could be blown down.

Xu is a child with his father often dealing with corpses, in this county, as long as there is a murder, the corpse will be examined by the child, slowly, the little mute also learned.

"Little mute, remember that such a wound is often pricked by someone, and it will cause ......"

"You see, it's clearly poisoned. ”

"Little mute, open this place and see if there are some little white bugs in there, and be careful not to touch them. ”

"Little mute, look at this person, the head and body are separated, who has so much strength? Even a martial artist is afraid that he can't do it so cleanly, this is an immortal injury, he somehow offended the immortal. ”

In this time and again, the little mute was afraid from the beginning, until he became familiar, and in the end, in the face of these corpses, even if he was only a teenager, he could not have any fear, and even in his home, he often saw the old man secretly carrying the corpse back and dissecting and studying it there.

And the old man's body is also getting worse, and gradually it is not him who is taking care of the little mute, but the little mute who is taking care of him.

Until a few years passed, when the old man was a little dizzy and could not continue to maintain his work, under his recommendation, the little mute became the new one in the county.

Although the little mute is an adult, he is still too thin, if he is not open, the birthmark on his face is getting bigger and bigger, making him look ugly, he is still a mute, and all these years of dealing with corpses, he usually looks very cold, which makes no daughter of any family willing to marry him.

The little mute doesn't mind this, and his father is the same as he has never married in his life.

For this job, he is very serious, very hard-working, and seems to have a unique talent in this area, after taking over, in the next ten years, gradually became the first work in the county, and even was seconded by other counties many times.

And under his care, although the old man's health is getting worse and worse, but in his later years, he has the warmth of his children by his side, as long as the little mute is at home, he chatters, and the little mute always listens quietly with a smile.

He couldn't speak, but he could write well, and when he examined the body, he used words instead of words.

A few more years passed, when the little man was here, and even in the capital, he knew about it, and often came to invite him, the old man returned to the ruins, he died peacefully, without pain, and the little mute shed tears, and after sending him to the end, he left the county town and went to the capital.

Year after year, year after year, in the blink of an eye, the little mute was half a hundred, but his fame had spread throughout the dynasty, but all the corpses, as long as he glanced at them, he could immediately see the truth, even the bones that had been dead for a long time.

This knowledge of corpses has reached an incomprehensible level, and in the work of the entire dynasty, he became a master.

But he has always been humble, even if he has reached the pinnacle like this, he still can't be on the stage, and can only be respected in his own field.

In this regard, the little mute has no dissatisfaction and resentment, he is just a mute, he can't speak, in his later years, he returned to the county seat and began to record the text.

He compiled a book from all the corpses he had seen in his life, all the experiences and judgments he had summed up, and then in the winter of that year, he looked at the snowflakes outside the window, and he remembered what the old man had said to himself on his deathbed.

told himself that he was the baby he picked up in this county that winter.

In the silence, the little mute's eyes gradually dimmed. His life was numbered. He was afraid of the cold since he was a child. This winter, he felt like he had no body temperature, just like the corpses.

He knew that he would not last long, so on this night, he walked out of the house, braved the wind and snow, and came to what the old servant had told him before his death. Pick him up somewhere.

Looking at this place, the little mute sighed softly in his heart, sat there silently, and lay down, he opened his eyes to the sky, let the cold drown him, let the snowflakes fall on his face, and it seemed that none of them melted.

How to come, how to go, even if you haven't said a word from your mouth in your life......

Gradually. He smiled, and the smile became eternal......

The fifth. It's over, compared to the previous four lives, it's very bland, there is no glory of the first life, no power of the second life, no blood of the third life, and even the ups and downs of the fourth life are lacking.

Yes, it's just plain, and in their own field, they are satisfied.

His soul gradually rose, as if it had merged with the winter wind and snow, and in that wind and snow, the fifth mark in this soul became bright and bright.

With the reincarnation of the sixth life, the sixth ...... Here we go.

With the opening of the sixth life, within the transcendent road, Yan'er's body trembled at the moment, she has been here for hundreds of years, and now with the help of the mastiff, she has reached the fourth tribulation.

Her cultivation is also on this path of detachment, constantly climbing, and with her understanding, she has now reached the level of a Dao Master, and this path of detachment from the fourth tribulation is even more difficult for her.

Step by step, she walked for a long, long time, and she finally came to the end of the fourth eon, and came to the fifth eon.

Here, her body trembled, her eyes showed an intense light, and she finally saw her master......

It was a seated skeleton that had been meditating here cross-legged for hundreds of years......

Although there was dust, but like that, that look, that everything, made Yan'er's heart tremble here, and made her kneel down silently.

"Master. Yan'er's tears flowed, her voice was hoarse, looking at this corpse, even if hundreds of years had passed, the figure of Shizun was still the same in her memory.

She can't forget, and she can't forget.

This is her obsession, so she walks on the vast platform, she takes the road of detachment, all the cause and effect are because her master is here, she wants to see for herself, what did the master fall for.

At this moment, she saw the corpse, but she couldn't go over, it was the fifth tribulation, as long as she stepped out, she would immediately be destroyed, she could only take a step, crying, staring for a long time, for a long time, her eyes suddenly showed a strange light.

"No......" Yan'er's body trembled, she looked at Meng Hao's eyebrows carefully, and after a while, she suddenly gritted her teeth fiercely, and her right hand suddenly raised, pressing directly towards Meng Hao's eyebrows.

At the moment when she pressed it, at the moment when her hand penetrated into the Fifth Tribulation, the power of coercion exploded, and her arm instantly turned into a blood mist, but at the same time as she collapsed, she had already pressed on Meng Hao's eyebrows.

With a roar, Yan'er's blood spurted out, her body staggered back, and half of her right hand was broken, but she didn't care, she was short of breath, looking at Shizun's corpse, she discovered a secret that outsiders couldn't discover.

"The crack in the center of the master's eyebrows is clearly the path of reincarnation, this method ...... He used to teach me, and his soul ...... It's not like it is a natural dissipation, maybe other people's judgments are different from mine, but I am his disciple, and my feelings tell me, Master...... Not dead!"

"But if he didn't die, then why did the soul fire go out...... Unless......" Yan'er is no longer the girl she was back then, her intelligence, and her understanding of Meng Hao made her guess the truth here immediately, but she didn't want to think about it deeply.

In the silence, Yan'er's eyes suddenly showed essence, she took a deep breath, and her eyes became more persistent.

"Master...... Even if you are in reincarnation, the disciple will find you among all living beings......" Yan'er stood up, her right arm slowly regrew under the healing of the elixir, she took a deep breath, took a deep look at Meng Hao's corpse, turned around and took the mastiff, and walked towards the exit of this place of the transcendent road, she wanted to leave this transcendent road, she wanted to go to the vast star, in the nine continents, to find her master.

She understands the way of reincarnation, and she also saw the direction of Meng Hao's reincarnation from the clues around her, which is the vast star.

Call for Recommended Votes~~ (To be continued......)