At this time, Chang'an entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

His thoughts seem to be undergoing one reincarnation after another, and in this reincarnation, the same name appears, and that name is "Chang'an".

And this person named Chang'an, the ending is different, some work all their lives, some dedicate their lives to private schools, and some marry wives and live and die, and stay in bed for a lifetime.

Time stopped at this moment, and only Chang'an's consciousness was still running.

After seeing this person named Chang'an, after experiencing different lives, his heart was extremely complicated, but the sixth sense told him that Chang'an in this picture was his past and present life, those who fought all his life for what he thought and thought in his heart.

Although they all look different, they have one thing in common, they have no parents, as if his existence has been arranged from the beginning, except for orphans, or orphans, even if they have worked hard all their lives, but after middle age, they are still broken, their wives are separated, they are alone, and they die of old age in the morning and twilight.

This is the picture that Chang'an sees the most in reincarnation, and it is also the picture that touches Chang'an the most.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, it was a dark night, a windless night.

A mountain surrounded the top of the chaos, and at this moment, there was a middle-aged monk wearing a moire black shirt and a pitch-black mask, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up at the starry sky, and his expression was complicated in his exposed eyes. There are expectations, there are memories, there are struggles, and the slightest hatred.

The middle-aged monk groaned a little, and when he backhanded, a transparent jade pendant like sheep jade fat and the size of a finger appeared in his palm.

There is no pattern decoration on the jade pendant, it is extremely simple, and this simple thing cannot be simple, but it makes the middle-aged monk who held him tremble with excitement.

"I didn't think you had failed, 10,000 years, 30,000 years, I'm waiting..."

The middle-aged monk looked at the thing in his hand, and the corners of his mouth flashed with self-deprecation, "I didn't expect you to be called Venerable, but you still failed."

"It's okay," said this, the middle-aged monk's somewhat bitter smile changed, and his resolute face was full of madness.

The tone was full of excitement, "Since that's the case, then I'll wait for your so-called life mark to come, and see what else I hate and fear you, what else can I keep"

The middle-aged monk who put away the things in his hand raised his head, and his somewhat hunched waist actually straightened up at this time, with the crisp sound of bones rubbing.

The cuffs of the placket are windless and automatic, and the cold breath on the body is like a dead man, at this time, it is like a tree bathed in the vitality of the spring sun, majestic and huge, which is shocking, and even the huge stone rock under the feet of the middle-aged monk is overwhelmed and cracked at this moment because of the breath overflowing from the middle-aged monk's body.

"Take the blood as the guide, take the soul as the qi, take the body as the rule, take the spirit as the migrant, three days of Datong without induction, sacrifice!"

The middle-aged monk stepped down from his horse, his hands in his palms, and merged together.

With a loud shout, an invisible wave of qi centered on him suddenly rushed in all directions, and the jade pendant that he put away suddenly floated out and stagnated above his head.

The spiritual power in the shape of white smoke, as if it was being pulled, rushed backwards and forwards, and surrounded the jade pendant, making the jade pendant look like a ball of light glowing with white light.

"Come on, let me see the life marks that I have pulled with me, what is the difference, see what I can inherit from you, don't let me down......"

A mouthful of essence blood suddenly spurted out from the mouth of the middle-aged monk who looked sluggish, and landed on the jade pendant above his head.

The jade pendant, which was surrounded by white smoke, suddenly burst out with a blood-like qi column, straight into the sky, and the entire night sky was under the blood-colored qi pillar gushing out, turning red, and even the night earth was also illuminated, as if sprinkled with a layer of blood light, which looked weird and abnormal.

Such a vision is unknown to outsiders.

The blood-colored pillar of qi that soared into the sky was even more unnoticed, late at night or late at night, and the silent night sky was still like a shy girl, sleeping shyly.

And the middle-aged monk was on the top of the mountain, like an earthquake and a flood, the sky-high trees swayed, and the blood stained the sky of half the sky, at this time, it was more like someone had cut a bloody mark with a knife, and a crack and hole that was unreal appeared.

An aurora like a meteor suddenly appeared in the crack hole.

The aurora broke through, and was instantly wrapped in a blood-colored qi pillar that rushed into the sky, and without any stopping, it shot down along the traces left by the blood-colored qi pillar, rushing towards the middle-aged monk with a crazy look.

Aurora has self-awareness, he doesn't know who he is, let alone where he came from, he only knows that he is a life mark, one of the countless life marks, instinct tells him that he needs to take away, he needs to take away the crazy middle-aged monk in order to survive and pursue the immortal trace again.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the scars of life were dragged down the blood-colored qi pillar and fell into the jade pendant.

Looking at the light cluster the size of a human head, which had been attached to the jade pendant, and was imprisoned and unable to move, the middle-aged monk looked ecstatic and excited.

"Tractor, is this my mission? I am not convinced, I am unwilling, since you have failed, why don't you give me a chance, since you have failed, then I am not afraid of you, the advent of this life mark is just my chance, see how I take away your illusory life mark, so as to be reborn, to obtain a real body, I'm afraid you can't think of it, haha"

"Swallow me"

The middle-aged monk snorted, opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, and the light attached to the jade pendant instantly became silky, floating into his body along the middle-aged man's mouth and nose uncontrollably.

At the same time, the jade pendant on the top of his head suddenly shattered, turning into a few star spots, and the blood-colored qi pillar that rose to the sky was slowly dissipating, and the cracked void that had been cut open also merged at this moment.

Seeing that the blood light dissipated, the middle-aged monk immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and entered the sea of hearts.

The lifemark light cluster that was floating aimlessly opened its mouth and rushed over almost as soon as the middle-aged monk's spiritual consciousness entered his heart.

"It's good to come"

Seeing the light cluster rushing forward, the middle-aged monk was not surprised, and the spiritual consciousness also transformed into a light cluster, and the life mark began to devour each other, at this moment, I don't know how many times I imagined the scene in my mind, and when it really appeared, the middle-aged monk was not as crazy as before.

Devouring each other, how can a life mark without any consciousness be the opponent of a middle-aged monk, as the light group formed by the middle-aged monk is getting bigger and bigger, but the life mark is getting smaller and smaller, seeing this scene, the middle-aged monk suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and continued to devour little by little without hurry, as long as he completely devours the life mark, then he will become a life mark, not only has a physical body, but also can be reborn, if you are lucky, you can get the inheritance of that person.

Thinking of the excitement, the middle-aged monk, regardless of the last trace of light left, directly opened his big mouth and rushed over.

Instinctively knowing that his consciousness was about to dissipate, he turned around and ran, which made the middle-aged monk who caught up with him very happy in his heart, and chased after him without the slightest hesitation.

"I still want to run"

In less than a moment, the fist-sized life trace light ball could not escape the pursuit of the middle-aged monk, and it was caught up and swallowed in two clicks.

The middle-aged monk who opened his eyes looked excited, and his hands made several magic seals one after another, and began to refine the life marks that had been devoured.

"It's... What the hell is this?"

The middle-aged monk who was refining the life mark looked suddenly startled, and when he was halfway through refining, a black jade spar suddenly appeared in his body.

When the spar appeared, it began to frantically devour his consciousness and flesh, and a huge pain suddenly brought the middle-aged monk's entire face together.

"My soul power!"

The middle-aged monk's expression was shocked, and the strange black lacquer spar that appeared in his body actually began to devour his soul power, and his face was pale and colorless, and even the spiritual power that was transported was shattered and scattered at this moment, and was swallowed away.

The black lacquer spar absorbs flesh and soul power extremely quickly, and in just a moment, the middle-aged monk felt that his aura began to wilt, and even the cultivation realm also dropped a layer because of this, if after a while, the middle-aged monk was afraid that the whole person would be swallowed by this terrifying black lacquer spar to the point that there was no slag left.

The middle-aged monk gritted his teeth, knowing in his heart that this strange black lacquer spar did not belong to him at all, it should have appeared when refining the life marks, then this black lacquer spar must be the genus of the life marks, hindering himself from devouring, if he continued to do it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk didn't dare to hesitate, and shouted, sacrificing all the power of cultivation to protect his heart, and a strong sense of unwillingness appeared on his face, even so, the black lacquer spar was still devouring his cultivation and soul power, even if he couldn't make up for it by any means.

"I really underestimate the back hand you left behind"

I don't know who the middle-aged monk said this, but after he finished speaking, he tilted his head back, put his hands into palms, and merged them together, with the open mouth, the middle-aged monk suddenly inhaled heavily, and a light that could be seen even in the body came out of the body and spread to the chest, throat, and mouth.

An unstoppable light suddenly erupted from the mouth of the middle-aged monk, and shot into the mountains and forests in the distance, and the middle-aged monk looked at the light that shot out, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of bitterness.

And the light he spat out was the life mark that devoured the life mark that had not yet been refined, and of course, the black lacquer crystal also shot into the distance along with the life mark.

"That's it, that's it, in order to devour the scars of life, my realm has fallen, this weird spar, it's really terrifying, in my impression, that person doesn't have this thing at all, that... Hmph, it's useless to think too much, since fate is like this, I have to accept it, I hope that this person who has been reborn with a scar of life will not let me down."

Looking into the distance again with a complicated expression, the middle-aged monk adjusted his breathing, and his body suddenly moved and disappeared in place.

Although the life mark was not successfully devoured by the middle-aged monk because of the strange black lacquer crystal, the only remaining instinctive consciousness dissipated without a trace, and the life mark, without any sense of purpose and direction, flew towards a cave with the force of the middle-aged monk's jet.

At this time, a blood beast with a second-order strength that was reddened all over, five zhang long, with four claws under its abdomen, a snake body, and a deer's head, was resting with its tail coiled, looking up to the moon, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and condensing the spiritual power a little bit, forming a spot of light, which was slowly falling from the air, attached to its huge demon body.

And the life marks flying in the distance, this beast can't see it at all, and it can't detect the slightest, still tilting its head, absorbing spiritual power, sleeping him, between breathing and breathing, the white mist that comes out of his snort actually forms a strong qi, blowing around the grass and trees swaying again and again, and the wind is mixed with a little smell of blood.

As if sensing something, this beast opened its fierce giant eyes and looked at the flying life marks, but unfortunately there was nothing in the sight.

A faint uneasiness filled the eyes of the Blood Jiao Beast.

With the blood beast's unprovoked roar, the invisible life mark had already flown in and melted into the blood beast's body.

And it was unbelievable that the Blood Jiao Beast was actually pregnant with a fetal beast, a snow-white eggshell like jade, lying there quietly.

Without stopping, the lifemark passed through the wriggling flesh and came to the eggshell and rushed in.

When the life mark enters the eggshell, the pregnant fetal beast unconsciously opens its small mouth and begins to devour, absorb nutrients, and after a month, it is born.

But the consciousness that had just been condensed, in front of the life scar, how could it be its opponent, only stabbed by a very strong light emitted by the black lacquer crystal, and the consciousness that had just been condensed instantly shattered and scattered in front of this light, and the life scar did not hesitate at this time, and began to snatch and devour, floating in the white world in the light of consciousness fleeing in all directions.

Feeling the strong signs of life in its womb, the Blood Jiao Beast knew that its child was about to be born, and with its intelligence, it didn't know why a child who had only been born for a month was going to be born now.

Fortunately, Lingzhi was not high, but he had already acted instinctively, so he had to open his eyes and cautiously scan the surroundings for abnormalities.

After a while, a high-pitched beast roar sounded, and the Blood Jiao Beast began to twist its body, and the scales of Yin Hong's whole body suddenly lost color, as if they had been pulled away, starting from the skull, a trace of ripples, and transmitted to the tail, until that ray of light was concentrated on the tail, and then it began to give birth.

Until the sky turned white, a snow-white jade-like giant egg fell to the ground, and the blood beast roared weakly, as if relieved, shook its huge head, and its body swung around.

And the giant egg, which had been devoured by the scars of life and turned into a birth, suddenly spun up, flashing red light without warning, almost once in five breaths, until it spun faster and faster, and the wind around it brought a strong wind, sucking up large patches of dust and gravel.

At this time, the giant egg flickered with light, and from the outside, the giant egg was like a transparent mirror, and it was very clear.

At the beginning, I vaguely saw a small figure that looked like a blood beast, struggling in the eggshell, as if pregnant with a fetal beast, the belly swelled rapidly, and slowly became larger.

After five breaths, the red light that disappeared in the giant egg flashed again, and the figure of the little blood beast no longer existed, but appeared in the form of a human being, but in comparison, it was more petite, like a human baby, and the strangest thing was that the giant egg was still rotating, but the baby in the eggshell was not affected in the slightest, like an old monk in a steady, sitting cross-legged.

At this scene, the frightened Blood Jiao Beast kept retreating in a low roar, its huge body clinging to the rock, and its eyes were full of vigilance and ferocity.

At this moment, an extremely strong dazzling white light suddenly flashed out from the dome, shining on the entire mountain forest as if it were daytime, and the golden glow mixed in it made the dome look weird and mysterious.

An even greater suction force overflowed from the giant egg, and any thing full of spiritual power around it was pulled one after another, and attached to the giant egg, in just a blink of an eye, it was absorbed and turned into slag, and dispersed with the wind, and the spiritual power that was extracted was integrated into the eggshell, and even some little demon beasts that had just died did not escape this catastrophe.

The invisible sucking force, as if it was controlled by someone, instantly converged a little, condensed a pair of transparent huge palms, and at an extremely fast speed, it suddenly grabbed the blood Jiao beast attached to the edge of the rock.

The Blood Jiao Beast, which had no time to react, screamed and began to struggle, and the two palms that were grabbed at the neck and tail respectively were absorbed the moment the Blood Jiao Beast activated its spiritual power, leaving no trace.

And the roar of the Blood Jiao Beast became weaker and weaker, and became more and more inaudible, until the last few painful screams disappeared, and the hands that had been condensed by the suction force were like white smoke, and they were blown away by the wind and dissipated.

At this time, this mountain cliff chaotic platform, except for the blood Jiao beast that dried up and withered into a skeleton, had regained its calm.

All of this was clearly seen by the middle-aged monk standing on a big tree, and as the giant egg began to creak, a complicated smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and he rolled up his sleeves and walked over there.

Looking at the cute baby that appeared from the broken eggshell, the smile on the middle-aged monk's lips became more and more bitter, remembering his previous practice, like indirectness, the murderer of the baby, which made his expression indescribably complicated, although in the end it was blocked by the strange black spar, and it did not succeed, but it still made the middle-aged monk not know what kind of identity he would face in the future.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged monk leaned down, picked up the naked baby, and looked left and right, trying to find the black lacquer crystal that frightened him, but no matter how he found it, he didn't see it, as if the black lacquer crystal had fused with the baby.

"Hey, that's it, since this is the case, I'm not extravagant, let's do my duty as a tractor, I don't know what harm I did just now will cause to you in your cultivation in the future."

Looking at the quiet appearance of the baby sleeping with his eyes closed, the middle-aged monk shook his head, and a trace of apology appeared in his eyes.

"Forget it, I'm the tractor anyway, let's make up for it in the future, I want to come... When one day you know your identity, I'm afraid that you won't be willing to be someone else's pawn, be used by others, and end up dead, you must know the scars of life, but I don't know you, I will help a lot, I hope you don't let me down, by the way, you don't have a name yet."

"Hey!"

With a sigh, the middle-aged monk shook his head slightly, shook off the distracting thoughts in his heart, his eyes were full of strange colors, looked at the baby he was holding in his hand, and after a long time, he whispered: "Then call you Chang'an..."