"Buzz!"

The faint ripples spread, and Nameless entered the Immortal Absolute Mystery Realm, as if passing through a layer of water curtain, and came to a new world, giving him a different experience from when he entered other secret realms.

In addition, the assessment of the monks in this immortal and mysterious realm is not the same as that that the unknown has experienced before, it is an assessment method such as refining the physique, refining the primordial spirit, or breaking through the battle.

This secret realm mainly assesses the monk's asking heart, so as soon as Nameless enters, he has entered the illusion realm, an illusion aimed at him.

In this way, he is also clear, why Ao Jin didn't say too much about this secret realm, it's not that he doesn't want to say it, but it's useless to say it, everything has to rely on Nameless himself.

"The reincarnation of a hundred generations, through the reincarnation of the human world, can't break through, and disappear!"

The loud voice roared in Nameless's mind, like rolling thunder, and his face turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

Then, with a flash of white light in front of his eyes, he came to his first reincarnation and began his journey of reincarnation.

In this life, he was a scholar, poor, and couldn't even pass the exam, and in order to rush for the exam, he also sold all his ancestral property, and even his childhood sweetheart, who had a marriage contract since he was a child, also left him.

For this reason, the unfortunate things he encountered in his first life were not half a star, they were simply possessed by a mildew star, and everything was unlucky, and he even stuffed his teeth with cold water.

In this life, he lived for thirty-seven years, and after his life was gone, he came to the reincarnation underworld, drank a bowl of soul-forgetting soup mixed with water, and entered the second life.

In the second life, he is no longer so unlucky, at least he is an emperor, drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, waking up to control the world, but he only has 3,000 beauties in the harem, but it also makes his waist and knees sore, tired and abnormal, and sometimes he has to support the wall when he goes to the toilet.

Coupled with the internal and external troubles of the court, he was only the emperor for three years, and one night, he accidentally died suddenly on the queen's belly.

As for him, it is inevitable that he will lose the reputation of a merry emperor and the king of the dead country.

In the third life, he was not unlucky, he was an ordinary teacher, although ordinary, he also taught and educated people, and even the scholars of the dynasty had several from his disciples.

Hearing his name, the young emperor wanted to find him to be an official in the mountains, but he refused directly, but he couldn't bear the young emperor's three visits to the thatched house, and he also came up with ten strategies for the other party.

The emperor was also a wise king, and with the help of his schemes, he got rid of traitorous ministers, built canals, rejected barbarians, and regained lost land...... The ten great merits, no one before or since, have become a generation of saints.

In this life, he lived to be eighty-one years old, and at the end of his life, the emperor named him a national teacher and buried him with the gift of a national teacher.

After the reincarnation of the third life, the nameless sober consciousness also showed signs of blurring, because before each reincarnation, he would drink the soul-forgetting soup, although the soup was mixed with water, but it was also slowly blinding his self-consciousness.

After the tenth reincarnation, he almost couldn't remember that he was nameless, and he was completely immersed in reincarnation, sometimes a bandit, sometimes a bandit, sometimes a high-ranking official, sometimes a prince, sometimes a landlord, sometimes a peasant......

From the king of a country to the restaurant house, from the title of the gold list to the turtle of the green building, the identity of the reincarnation of the nameless life is different, from noble to ordinary, from ordinary to humble, going through all kinds of life and tasting all kinds of tastes.

Slowly, he forgot about himself completely

Who is it, even if he dreams back at midnight, it is difficult for him to dream of his true identity.

He sank into the world, in reincarnation, and in the sea of suffering, a life, a death, difficult to detach, difficult to fight, it seems that his fate has been fixed in this way, and it seems that his fate is a script set by others, and he, like a puppet in the hands of a juggler, can't help himself, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, like a good ling.

Hundred in the reincarnation of the hundred is just a virtual quantity word, and it does not really represent a hundred, it can be a thousand, or it can be ten thousand, and the specific amount is not conclusive at all, or it varies from person to person.

In the hundredth reincarnation, he became a cultivator, but he, a cultivator, is not the kind of cultivator who can move mountains and mountains and cross the heavens and the earth.

If Nameless is still conscious now, maybe he will suddenly wake up, because the theories in his life are too amazing, and they can be described as every word, and the reason why he can't move mountains and mountains and dominate the world is just a lack of cultivation exercises.

Perhaps, it was also the theories he realized in this life that touched him, and he began to think about who he was, where he came from, and what he came for here.

He wanted to figure out these three secrets, but he always felt that there was a thick fog in front of him, which made him unable to see through it if he wanted to.

Therefore, when he ran out of his life in this life and entered the land of reincarnation, he directly pushed away the old woman who would give him the soul-forgetting soup to drink in every reincarnation, and rushed into the reincarnation gate in one go, opening his one hundred and first reincarnation.

It's just that because he didn't drink the Soul Forgetting Soup, he violated the laws of the Heavenly Dao, and in the one hundred and first reincarnation, he only lived thirteen years old and died prematurely, but fortunately, he still remembered the bits and pieces he experienced in the hundredth reincarnation.

Of course, what he remembers most clearly is that he wrote the 'scripture'.

In the hundredth reincarnation, the sutra refers to the book of the master, but any book that can be called a 'sutra' is very rare, and in the hundredth reincarnation, the nameless one created a 'sutra', which is what he gained in his life and what he realized in his life.

After the end of the one hundred and first reincarnation, he knew that his situation would be extremely bad, because the old woman would definitely not let him push him away again, and Bao Buqi would force him to drink the Soul Forgetting Soup.

But he didn't want to drink, because he hadn't found the answers to those three questions, and at the same time, he also saw the Forgotten Soul Bridge, which originally didn't have many soldiers, and there were more large groups of people, all dressed in armor, armed with swords and guns, standing majestically.

He clearly knew that the reason why these soldiers appeared was to prevent what he had done in the first place from happening again, and he racked his brain to think of a solution to the problem.

It wasn't until later that he saw a woman in a bloated long dress, who was good at talking and even threatening the other party to ask her to help him cross the sea from the world, and then he crossed the Bridge of Forgotten Souls.

He escaped by squatting in the woman's skirt, and he also relied on his early death in the one hundred and first life, and he was small, otherwise it would be difficult to hide in the dress, no matter how fluffy and bloated the skirt was.

Originally, he didn't want to do this, because not only did the woman feel humiliated, but he also felt so, but the answers to those three questions were too important to him, and he would rather be humiliated than understand, so he did it without hesitation, and even threatened the other party, even if he knew how childish and ridiculous it was to threaten the other party with his turnip-like size.

However, he still succeeded and escaped the catastrophe!

The reincarnation of the one hundred and second was a turning point in the nameless experience of reincarnation, because he hid from the world and the sea, and his lifespan was as long as 136 years.

For one hundred and thirty-six years, he had been thinking about the three questions he had asked in the hundredth reincarnation, but he had never figured it out.

For this reason, he watched the four seasons of heaven and earth, watched the sun rise and moon set, listened to spring thunder and summer rain, smelled autumn wind and winter snow, and always understood the mystery of heaven and earth.

Later, after serving his parents for a hundred years, he completely integrated into this world, and the whole person traveled through mountains and rivers, almost everywhere in this world.

He often watched the ants move when the rain was coming, he often watched the lightning and thunder when the storm was coming, and he often listened to the sound of the wind passing through the treetops on the top of the treacherous mountain......

He was completely insane, and he was completely demonic, he was unkempt and ragged, but his eyes were clear, his chest was furrowed, he had a deeper understanding of the world, and he also had a deeper understanding of those three issues.

In the middle of the night, he began to dream again, sometimes it was a frightening nightmare, sometimes it was a blood-pumping spring dream, and sometimes it was just an ordinary fragment.

He dreamed that he was hunted down and killed, he was scared and afraid, he dreamed that he sat with people and talked about the Tao, and the golden lotus fell from the sky, and he also dreamed that he was in the world, and I respected myself.

Of course, he also dreamed that he bathed with the peerless fairy of the city and went to Wushan Yunyu together.

These dreams made him even more astonishingly guess, what if these dreams were real, and my life here was fake?

This question made him afraid, but the third life made him have a stronger mentality, and he slowly accepted it and began to think about it.

Especially after dreaming, he came to the window and looked at the moon and thought.

Dugu is a bowl of bitter medicine soup, but the joy of being alone is also a time of self-torture that ordinary people can hardly deeply experience and recognize.

Nameless tortured his own heart, his conjectures, his questions became more and more profound, and his eyes became brighter, especially at night, like stars in the sky, its brilliant light made it difficult to look directly.

It's just that he still hasn't figured it out, and his body is getting worse and worse as he gets older, becoming weaker and weaker, like the yellow leaves that he is still hanging from the treetops in late autumn, refusing to fall.

Eventually, his life came to an end, and his consciousness began to blur, but he could clearly see the changes in his surroundings.

In addition, what he experienced in the hundredth, one hundred and first and one hundred and second lives, like a marquee, began to be slowly replayed in front of his eyes, at a rapid speed, but also let him see clearly.

"So that's the case, I understand, I understand, I wake up!"

Suddenly, just as he was about to take his last breath, an astonishing aura erupted from his body, shocking the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and sweeping through the Eight Desolations and Six Rivers.

His body on the plank bed stiffened violently, and he stood up, and his cloudy eyes regained their clarity, becoming as bright as a golden lamp, and it was difficult to look at directly!

"What a reincarnation for a hundred lifetimes, what a dream for a thousand years!" Nameless remembered everything he had forgotten, his appearance regained, and his aura became more powerful.

In the flash of light, he turned back into himself, no longer the dying old man who was about to die, he was about to breathe, he had explored all the mysteries of this immortal mystery, and gave him a deeper understanding of cultivation.

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