Chapter 47: Past Lives
"Where is this?" In a hazy moment, Morn struggled to open his eyes, only to find himself in front of him a gray mist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIn the mist, there seemed to be countless scenes, but Morn couldn't see it clearly.
"Is that dream again?" A thought flashed through Morn's mind as he looked at the familiar fog, and then at his body, which was still made up of fog but was much clearer than last time. The same scene has appeared before, and it has been recalled and analyzed repeatedly by Morn. Because it was the last dream that changed everything about Morn and gave Morn the opportunity and strength to change his fate.
"Didn't anyone show up?" After waiting for a moment in the fog, Mohn was slightly disappointed that no one would show up. Morn had a lot of conjectures about the characters who appeared in the dream last time, but in the end, he still agreed with Elder Lu's inference and decided that it was his past life. As for the reincarnation of this kind of thing, Morn was slightly nervous, but more curious. Morn wondered what his past life was like.
As soon as the thought of Morn arose, two rays of light lit up in the mist, like two stars in the night. After a moment's pause, Morn stepped towards the light.
I don't know how long I walked, but Morn came to one of the bright fronts. This is a human-sized light gate, floating in the fog out of thin air, and various images on the light gate are constantly changing, as if they are interpreting something. Although some scenes Morn felt inexplicably familiar, because the speed of light and shadow changed so fast, Morn couldn't see what was being expressed above.
As if being towed, Morn held out his hand towards the Light Gate. The moment he touched the light gate, Morn's eyes went dark, and his body made of mist spread out and threw himself into the light gate. When Morn opened his eyes again and regained consciousness, he found himself in a strange place, possessed by a boy who was eight or nine points similar to himself, and was also called Morn.
Without waiting for Morn to be surprised, the boy's memories began to appear in Morn's mind, and Morn began to understand this world completely different from what he had imagined. Slowly, Moen calmed down and watched the teenager enter middle school, be admitted to university, step into society, and finally become a white-collar worker running for a living. At the same time, I also watched the teenager go from being high-spirited to being consumed by reality, and finally could only find a few joys in various novels and a game called World of Warcraft.
Just when Morn thought that everything would be so dull, the teenager who was about to become middle-aged was involved in a huge turmoil. Before the boy could figure out what was going on, he was killed because of the black strip of cloth that a stranger had entrusted to him. When the boy's blood soaked through the strip of cloth, a black light flashed, and then a long darkness followed.
I don't know how long it took, but Morn reappeared in the mist, and his figure was much more dissipated. Looking at the remaining light in the distance, Morn was silent for a long time, then stepped to the next light door again, and put his hand on it. Although he had seen everything from the perspective of a bystander before, Morn knew that the boy he possessed should be his previous life, or one of his previous lives. What you see is the memory of your past life. It's just that these memories don't really solve the mystery in Morn's mind, and if you want to understand everything, you have to continue this weird experience.
The same sensation reappeared when Morn's palm touched the light gate, but when Morn woke up, he also woke up with the soul of Morn's previous life. And their bodies were replaced by a minotaur. A minotaur that was supposed to only appear in the game, but is now a real one. Morn could only watch from the sidelines, while the soul of his previous life dominated this body.
After the initial hesitation, Morn's soul in his previous life began to become excited, although he didn't know why a game would become a real world, why the originally imaginary species would become a reality, but Morn, who had been stumbling for half his life, knew that the opportunity to have a different life had come. Unwilling to be lonely, he began to frantically learn the knowledge of the Minotaur tribe, and worked hard to exercise his body and learn martial arts. And with some experience gained from the game and the insights of his past life, he successfully became a shaman.
In the days that followed, Morn the Minotaur began his brilliant life. With his great talent and unique insight, Morn was quickly valued by the clan and sent to Mogoray for further study. There, Morn met the Minotaur Grand Chief Bane Bloodhoof, and was appreciated by the loyal elder to become a rising star among the Minotaurs.
After that, Morn joined the Minotaur army and stepped into battle. During the battle in Warsong Canyon, Morn made a great achievement and met the tribal chieftain Thrall. Under the guidance of this perhaps the most powerful shaman, Morn grew in strength by leaps and bounds, and even became the top master of Kukaron's forces.
Possessing enough strength, Morn began to travel throughout Azeroth, learning various techniques and fulfilling grudges that he could not complete in the game in his previous life. During this time, Morn learned countless useful knowledge, and slowly fused his insights and ideas together to create his own cultivation method. It was during this period that the two exercises of strengthening the shaman's body and calling the spirit of the shaman were initially formed.
However, at this time, the people of the Shadow Council approached Morn and tried to use the power of the Shadow to lure Morn, a genius, to join. After being rejected by Morn, the Shadow Council began to target and suppress Morn. And Morn refused to give in, so he could only fight back. In the process of continuous fighting, Morn received the help of the Ring of the Earth, gradually improving his strength, and finally became a strong man enough to compete with several legendary heroes. In the midst of the cataclysm, Morn also joined the Ring of the Earth and became one of the Great Shamans, making a great contribution to the stability of the world.
Just when Morn was satisfied and planned to become the hero who killed Deathwing, a powerful assassination ended Morn's dream. A squad with all kinds of strange abilities ambushed Morn, although Morn's strength has surpassed the limits of mortals, but in the case of mental calculation or unintentional, Morn was still severely injured by the opponent's various means. And after Morn slaughtered all the assassins, a summoning claiming to be a reincarnation space appeared in Morn's soul. Without giving Morn a chance to resist, the force pulled Morn out of the world of Azeroth, and Morn's soul lost consciousness and plunged into darkness.
When Morn regained consciousness again, the light gate in front of him had completely disappeared, and Morn's body began to become erratic, as if it was about to dissipate at any time. Through the memories he had just seen, Morn also knew that the degree of condensation of his body here represented the strength of his soul. Right now, his body is about to collapse, and it is obvious that the soul power is too consumed in the process of reading memories.
"How do you feel after reading it?" As Morn digested what he had seen and heard, the fog ahead condensed again, and Morn's past life reappeared in front of Morn.
"I understood something, but I still had some doubts. Morn replied. Through these two memories, many doubts in Morn's heart were solved. Especially in shaman cultivation, Morn's harvest is even greater. However, these two memories did not fully encompass all the things in his previous life, and the doubts in Morn's heart had not yet been solved.
"Is this my true memory? Something seems to be missing from it!" Morn asked, gathering his thoughts.
"Yes. Although some things are not complete, these are our memories without a doubt. In his previous life, Morn replied solemnly, "The first ones are the first lives I can remember. And the latter part is also what I have experienced. ā
"Why don't you let me keep watching?" Morn asked.
"I also want you to keep watching and see more experiences. Mo En in his previous life said lightly: "But your soul is still very weak and can't bear too many things." It's just that these things are already your limit. ā
"And do I have a chance to see what happens next?" Morn asked.
"Of course. This is your memory, and you can flip through it at any time as long as you are capable enough. Morn said with a smile in his previous life.
"Does that include the experience of being deliberately hidden?" Morn asked suddenly. Although it seems to have seen two lives, in these two memories, there are not too many emotional factors, and many things seem to be hidden.
"Think about it when you're sure you're deliberately going through the emotional impact. In your current state, if you accept the emotions of your past life, I am afraid that you will fall into chaos. This kind of thing is not a joke. Mo En in his previous life said helplessly.
"There's one more problem. Morn paused, looked into the eyes of his previous life, and asked, "If I knew everything in the future, would you disappear?"
"Hehe, I understand your concern. When you can afford all the memories, I will indeed disappear. However, this does not mean that I am dead, but that I am truly one with you and become a whole soul. Morn said with a smile in his previous life.
"Like the Lich King and Arthas?" Morn continued. In his memory, Morn knew a lot of things, including stories about himself.
"It's not the same. The fusion of the Lich King and Arthas is two souls devouring each other, with the winner eating the loser. In his previous life, Morn shook his head and said solemnly: "And the two of us essentially belong to the same soul, but for the time being, there are two consciousnesses. There is no need for fighting between us, and there will be no winner or loser. ā
"And when will we really merge?" Morn asked after a long silence.
"When your spirit is stable and your mind is strong enough. I was waiting for this day. ā