Chapter Eighty-Eight: Light

The flesh fetus suddenly cracked open a huge opening, and then a naked~ figure with viscous liquid on its body strode out of it.

The man's skin was as clear as that of a newborn baby, his body was as tall as a green pine, and his long black hair behind him was windless, giving people an indescribable sense of elegance!

The man glanced back at the withered flesh behind him, a wisp of essence flashed in his eyes, and then the corners of his mouth grinned, and a slightly deep voice blurted out: "Nameless exercises... Reincarnation Decision... I see. However, this reincarnation determination cultivation requirement is so perverted......"

Lin Yan couldn't help but shudder at the thought that he had been a real death before. Where is this to put the place of death and then live, it is clear that it is necessary to die and then live, this is the so-called breaking and then standing!

But......

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and a volley punch blasted out, and he vaguely saw a fist shadow flashing in mid-air.

I only heard a boom, and cracks suddenly appeared in the mud wall not far away, like a spider web densely covering it, and fine pieces of dirt fell one after another.

Lin Yan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and there was a trace of astonishment on his face, obviously he didn't seem to expect such a result. Lin Yan knew in his heart that the punch just now did not have the slightest aura fluctuation, it was purely the strength of his own flesh. Immediately afterwards, Lin Yan laughed violently, and said that if he did not die, he would be blessed, and he would be resurrected from the death this time, although his cultivation had not changed, but the change in his physical body alone was enough to surprise him.

Suddenly laughing, Lin Yan frowned, and he didn't know if this reincarnation would affect the use of the Drought Fish Method, because he couldn't even feel the existence of the zombie essence blood contained in his body. Lin Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately ran the method of drought and fish, and roared in his mouth: "Corpse." โ€

Lin Yan suddenly felt a surge of qi and blood in his body, and the next moment, a touch of pitch black instantly covered his eyes, and at the same time, layers of white hair appeared on his body, and a thick corpse qi escaped out. But just when Lin Yan found that the method of drought was not affected, and he was about to put away the corpse, the moment the mutation suddenly appeared, and a thought full of killing and bloodlust appeared in his mind out of thin air.

The thought was menacing, like a beast that had been hungry for a long time. Lin Yan suddenly realized that his reason was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of this beast, shattered at the slightest touch, and then constantly eaten away by it.

"What the hell is going on, why is it like this, what is the problem?" Lin Yan's remaining reason kept asking himself, but he was the only one in the here and now, and no one could give him an answer.

At this moment, Lin Yan's remaining will revealed unprecedented panic and trembling. If his spirit is completely eroded, what will he become at that time, will he become a walking corpse that only knows how to kill, will he lose all his humanity, will he pray that it will be better to die here at that time......

Thinking of this, Lin Yan's panicked and fearful heart suddenly sprouted a firm conviction, that is, he would never allow himself to become like thatโ€”a walking dead who had no thoughts and only knew about killing!

"I don't care what is causing trouble, but if a thought is like controlling me, it will be too underestimating me Lin Yan!" Lin Yan raised his face, which had become distorted, and there was a terrifying madness in his hideousness.

"People who have died once, do they mind dying again?" Lin Yan said with difficulty, every word popping out from between his teeth.

The moment he said this, the madness on Lin Yan's face was even worse, and a faint scarlet oozed from his dark forehead eyes. He raised his right hand with difficulty, slowly reaching for his left chest.

"I don't know if the heart is dug out, this body seems to be usable?"

That thought seemed to sense Lin Yan's crazy intentions, and became even more manic to erode his sea of consciousness, intending to completely crush his remaining sanity.

But no matter how that thought eroded Lin Yan's reason, his movements did not stop at all, but only became much slower......

Bang.

Five fingers sank deep into Lin Yan's chest, and the beating of his fingertips seemed to tell him that he had touched his heart, and as long as he grabbed it lightly, he could take it out of his body.

At this moment, the thought in Lin Yan's sea suddenly stopped moving, and the next moment the thought faded like a tide, and the blink of an eye disappeared.

Lin Yan slowly pulled out his fingers, feeling the residual warmth of his fingertips, and there was no joy on his face for the rest of his life, because just now, that thought actually left a sentence in his sea of consciousness: I will come back!

Lin Yan's whole body was wet with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, but he didn't realize it, and the previous trembling words echoed in his mind for a long time.

Come back?

Isn't all this a nightmare?

Lin Yan's body trembled, and a coldness suddenly hit his whole body. He suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that the sweat on his body was piercing cold, and only then did he feel the pain in his chest, and he really understood that it was not a dream just now, but a living reality.

Lin Yan let out a long breath and put away the zombie body, while trying his best to suppress the trembling heart in his chest.

Lin Yan wiped the ring in his hand, and instantly put on a gray robe on his body, he didn't care about the five blood holes in his chest, because the wound was already healing.

When he put on his clothes, Lin Yan's face had regained calm, but his eyes were still staring at his chest, and he almost put his heart in the place where he was vaguely frightened and panicked, obviously he did not recover his emotions as he showed at this time. Death is not terrible, especially for someone like him who has experienced it, and it is even less worth caring about. But in that moment just now, he felt something ten thousand times more terrifying than death.

If a person loses his mind, does he still have the meaning of existence?

............

Time passed slowly, after all, Lin Yan was a person who had seen life and death, and finally recovered from panic and fear, although it was not completely improved, but it could no longer affect him.

Lin Yan's eyes were closed, and his mind kept recalling the previous scene and everything in the past. The outline in his mind kept clear, although there were still many doubts.

"Something like this will happen today, I'm afraid the source of everything can be traced back to that bottle of Drought Essence Blood. Lin Yan opened his eyes, and there was a hint of realization in his eyes. The dartle essence blood he absorbed at the beginning, thinking that the drought-fish consciousness contained in it had completely dissipated, but now that he thinks about it, it is just his wishful thinking. The dissipation of the Drought Devil's consciousness is nothing more than an illusion of its own making. The consciousness of the drought is hidden in his body through the essence blood, and when he uses the zombie body, that consciousness will emerge without a trace, quietly affecting his spirit. As long as he uses the zombie body more and more frequently, his spirit will be affected little by little, and in the end, it will be completely changed.

Lin Yan only felt an inexplicable bitterness. If this situation hadn't happened, he would have stupidly thought that it was the reason for the exercises, but he didn't know that he had been designed by a residual consciousness from beginning to end.

and this resurrection, which is something that makes Lin Yan worthy of vigilance. Lin Yan is not an arrogant maniac, he will not arrogantly think that his resurrection from the dead is the favor of God, let alone a fool, and naturally he will not think that he can be resurrected because of the effect of this reincarnation decision. No matter how miraculous this exercise is, it can't make the dead practice. Then it all seems clear, there is an invisible hand that is methodically pushing.

"Am I lucky or unlucky?" Lin Yan knew very well in his heart that the drought consciousness, Nangong Wentian, and the dark shadows behind the resurrection of himself from the dead and the cultivation of reincarnation. These three intertwined an invisible giant net between him unconsciously, and the world was so big that he had nowhere to hide.

Although Lin Yan was jealous of the first two, it didn't make him have such thoughts, after all, he knew something about them. But only for the latter, Lin Yan can be said to be extremely jealous, because he has no understanding of it, and the unknown is often the most awe-inspiring and frightening.

Lin Yan smiled miserably, the powerlessness and bitterness in his heart were like a huge wave about to drown him.

"Are you a clown on the stage, who can only be laughed at?" Lin Yan muttered to himself. These words are a question of oneself and an inquiry of the heavens.

What should I do?

Lin Yan's face was bruised, his teeth rattled, his hands clenched his knuckles turned white, and his body trembled involuntarily. Whether it is the consciousness hidden in his body that will explode at any time, whether it is Nangong Wentian who doesn't know what intentions he has for himself, or the big man who hides behind layers of black curtains and treats himself as a chess piece that is discarded at will, he Lin Yan is unwilling after all.

What should I do?

After a long time, Lin Yan stopped trembling, slowly raised his stretched face, looked up at the dirt piled up above, and the corners of his mouth showed an expression that seemed to be smiling, and said to himself in an inaudible voice: "After all, those who have died once have more craving than those who have not died are more hungry than those who are alive and have not died......"

The next moment, Lin Yan suddenly burst out laughing, and the wordless pressure in his heart seemed to disappear with this hearty laughter, but it didn't come to the last moment, it would still exist after all.

Lin Yan cleaned up briefly, and then waved the long sword in his hand upwards, and the dirt piled up above suddenly fell down.

Lin Yan looked up, letting the dirt scatter on his body, because he wanted to be the first to see the sky revealing from above.

A dim light sneaked in from a gap, and Lin Yan said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's so beautiful!"