For a moment, he felt as if his consciousness had entered a state of chaos.
When he woke up again, he seemed to be standing next to a Styx River.
There are still endless light groups rushing through it, but those light groups don't look like real spirits or souls.
"What's this?"
Seeing this scene, Bai Yan subconsciously muttered to himself.
Then he looked around, but he didn't find the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Lord of Reincarnation, or A Luo who came in with him!
He is the only one up and down this long river!
And in that long river, the endless light groups flowing are all emitting extremely mysterious and sacred light.
When the breath came, Bai Yan couldn't help but reach out and grab it.
"Is this what the Lord of Reincarnation calls the Secret of Reincarnation?
But why does it look so weird?
What do these light groups represent?"
Bai Yan kept walking along both sides of the river.
But the surrounding scenes are always the same, and the light groups in the river are also eternal.
After Bai Yan pondered for a moment, without any hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the light groups in the river.
And when his hand stretched out and touched the first bright group of light, his whole person suddenly disappeared from the edge of the long river like a star.
…
This is a quiet mountain village. It is bright and clear, and there is still a burst of morning mist at the entrance of the village.
A baby's cry suddenly broke the tranquility of the mountain village.
"It's born, it's born, it's a leader!"
In the south of the village, in an ordinary farmhouse, a burst of cheerful shouting suddenly came.
The courtyard was full of people, all rejoicing at the birth of a new life.
There are many animal skins and several large bows hanging on the courtyard wall, indicating that the owner of this house is a hunter.
Not just this family, but dozens of families in the entire mountain village make a living from hunting.
No matter men, women, old or young, carrying a big bow can hunt back one or two wild beasts from the mountains.
The whole village has a fierce folk custom.
With the birth of a new life, the man of the family goes hunting in the mountains more and more often.
Time flies, and the boy is already three or four years old in the blink of an eye.
The children in the mountains are already in charge, and the Orion's son is in good health.
When he was three or four years old, he only wore a tiger skin jacket and could practice bow and arrow alone in the cold wind of midwinter.
This kid will turn out to be an excellent hunter in the future.
However, when the little guy had not completed his task of shooting a thousand arrows today, a group of people hurriedly rushed into his house through heavy snow.
This group of people carried two simple bamboo stands, and the people on them were the little guy's parents.
At this time, the bodies of a man and a woman were already incomplete, and had obviously been torn apart by ferocious beasts.
In the cold wind of mid-winter, my whole body was already freezing and turned purple, and I lost my breath.
The little guy stood blankly in the courtyard. At this time, he didn't know what sadness was.
I just saw the adults in the courtyard all looking sad and sighing.
"It's pitiful..."
An old man with white hair in the courtyard touched the little guy's head.
He sighed silently.
This sentence was pitiful. He didn't know whether he was pitifully pitying the two young men lying on the ground or the little guy beside him.
Time rumbles forward and will not stand still because of anyone's passing.
After both parents died, the little boy grew up eating the food of hundreds of families.
However, no matter what, he never gave up practicing bowing and archery. When he was less than ten years old, he went up the mountain alone with a big bow and hunted back a two-meter-long gray tiger.
At the age of twelve, the little guy had grown into the best marksman in the mountain village.
He has also entered the ranks of one of the best hunters.
He became the number one warrior in the mountain village at the age of sixteen!
In the past, ferocious beasts often attacked the mountain villages, always causing some casualties. Under his leadership, the mountain villages built high defensive walls. Every time a wild beast came down the mountain, he would immediately attack it.
Shoot.
After turning eighteen, I don't know how many girls in mountain villages had a secret crush on him.
Eventually he married the village chief's granddaughter.
The two couples were affectionate and worked hand in hand to lead the village to become a famous and prosperous village within a hundred miles.
Countless homeless people came to seek refuge with him, and the village grew stronger and stronger.
And he also became the clan leader of the village at the age of thirty, and he is still the number one warrior in the village and even dozens of villages in the surrounding area.
At this time, the power he possessed was slightly beyond the scope of a mortal, but he was still a mortal.
At the age of fifty, he still maintained the title of the village's number one warrior.
But gradually, I couldn't do what I wanted, and I already had grandchildren.
At the age of sixty, he went into the mountains again.
This time he met a wind wolf that transcended the category of beast and reached the level of a first-level monster.
At the age of sixty, he fought with this wind wolf for a day and finally killed it, but he himself was also seriously injured.
After returning to the village, even if he invited the best doctors within a hundred miles, he could not be saved.
When he was dying, his wife, children and grandchildren, and dozens of people were kneeling beside him, and all the people in the village were covering their faces and sobbing.
I want to retain him as the number one warrior, but I am unable to do so.
He was lying in the small courtyard where he was born, looking back on his life.
After all, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Life was like this, and he was already content.
In the world he can touch, the stage he can touch, and within the scope of his cognition, he has achieved the ultimate.
There is nothing to regret and nothing to be attached to.
In the last second of his life, before his consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to see a figure standing tall in the sky.
He knows that his mission here has ended, and there may be more important missions waiting for him to complete.
The life of a rural boy was over, and Bai Yan finally woke up beside the long river that seemed to be the River Styx.
When he woke up again, there was a trace of vicissitudes in Bai Yan's eyes.
He knew that it was not the boy's life, but his own. In other words, his consciousness had already been reincarnated into that world and experienced the boy's life just now.
This time he did not have a God's perspective to understand others, but actually his own life.
And without any memory.
It is different from his previous simulation of other people's reincarnations.
This is a more advanced kind of experience.
At this moment, Bai Yan finally understood why the Ten Lords of Hell were so excited when they heard that the Secret of Reincarnation would be opened.
This kind of thing of going through one's own reincarnation life is also extremely useful for those strong men at the peak of the God Lord.
But then Bai Yan still frowned.
"I have experienced sixty years in that life, but I don't know how long has passed in this space?"
Bai Yan estimated that the time he experienced there would not be synchronized with reality.
Otherwise, if the reality is already sixty years ago, then it’s still a game.
I am afraid that the structure of the world has returned to stability.
"Don't worry, only one stick of incense has passed."
When he was worried, Soraka in the Dantian world said this.
"A yellow beam is a dream, nothing more than this!"
Hearing this, Bai Yan was completely relieved.
Looking at the light groups in front of him, a smile appeared on his lips. He knew that all the light groups in this long river may be a kind of life experience.
This experience will have an extremely strong impact on the soul the moment you wake up.
If the mind is not stable to begin with, I am afraid that the Taoist mind will be affected to a certain extent.
But Bai had already experienced Xiao Hei's dark exile countless times before, and his mind had already become extremely stable.
There can be no accidents.
As he looked at these light groups, his eyes gradually became hot.
"If that's the case, then I'm welcome!"
Then Bai Yan did not hesitate, and after adjusting his breath slightly, he reached out and hugged another light group.
The brightness of these light groups looks about the same.
He didn't deliberately choose, and when his hand touched another light group, his consciousness turned into darkness again.
Another baby cries.
This time he was born into a merchant family in the mortal world.
My father is a very wealthy businessman, and his family runs numerous banks.
He was well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, but he had no academic skills.
The father had a son in his old age, so he was quite pampered towards him.
He didn't ask for much from him since he was a child, so he naturally turned into a complete playboy.
The so-called wealth cannot last more than three generations, but fortunately this guy is the second generation.
Although he is rich, this guy does not bully men and dominate women. Although he is lustful, he only hangs out in brothels and casinos from time to time.
In this life, before the age of forty, this guy had married forty or fifty wives and concubines.
Descendants flocked early.
And at the age of forty, when he should have been in his prime, his body was finally emptied of wine and sex, and he passed away.
After his death, his family was divided among his descendants.
A big business fell apart.
The moment his consciousness completely dissipated, he finally remembered who he was, and a wry smile appeared on his lips.
By the Styx River, Bai Yan woke up and couldn't help but be a little stunned.
Unexpectedly, this allowed him to experience the life of a rich young man.
"Short-lived ones are short-lived, but the lives of these evil young men are indeed wonderful."
"It seems that you yearn for this kind of life very much.
I can't tell you that after I go back, I'll report it to Sister Yuechan Yanxi, and they can really help you realize your dream."
At this time, Soraka teased her like this again.
Hearing this, Bai Yan was still subconsciously shocked.
He quickly waved his hands and said: "No, no, no, that kind of life is actually something I despise.
Didn’t you see that I played myself to death at the age of forty?”
After saying this, Bai Yan looked a little surprised: "Also, can you actually see the life I have experienced?"
Soraka pouted: "These are all things that happened when your consciousness was directly reincarnated.
Your consciousness is a carrier, and we are just bystanders. Although you seem like a dream, you actually exist in that world.
Naturally, we have spent so many years with you."
Bai Yan was a little surprised when he heard this.
Everything he experienced was real, and Soraka and the others were bystanders, just like the lives of others he had seen from God's perspective before.
His mind was suddenly shaken, and he suddenly thought that what he had experienced, had others experienced it before?
Or was everything he experienced being observed and savored by others besides Soraka and the others?
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.
Sweep all other emotions away.
In any case, this method was extremely helpful to his cultivation. At this time, he could feel his soul and his understanding of Tao in all aspects was getting deeper and deeper.
When he reaches the peak of a god king, the next step is to gain various insights so that he can condense his godhead when the opportunity is right.
Become a god directly.
At this time, Bai Yan knew very well that he was in the secret of reincarnation in the underworld.
Perhaps the other twelve people who came in were also experiencing the same thing as him.
He didn't think much more, and stretched out his hand to embrace another ball of light.
He started another life of his own again.
In this life, he was born again in a world of martial arts.
Just like all fantasy protagonist templates with great suffering and deep hatred.
Since childhood, he has had a fiancée with whom he has been engaged, the eldest daughter of another family.
However, when they grew up to the age of marriage, his unlucky Dantian was accidentally abolished, unable to practice martial arts, and his fiancée broke off the engagement.
Because this incident brought shame to the family, he had to leave a harsh message: Thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty.
Then, like all the protagonists who are the darlings of heaven, they directly activated their golden fingers.
From being unable to practice to being extremely talented, he was crushed and defeated all the way.
Finally, he slapped his fiancée in the face, married Bai Fumei, and reached the pinnacle of life.
When he stood at the pinnacle of martial arts, looking at the long river of stars, the stars seemed to converge into another figure, that was Bai Yan!
Bai Yan smiled at him and woke up.
Standing by the long river, Bai Yan's heart was shaken and he could not calm down for a long time.
The impact on him in this life was undoubtedly particularly severe. He seemed to be able to feel it even at this time. He seemed to have another self in another time and space, already standing at the pinnacle of martial arts and looking down.
As Soraka said before, what he feels now is like a dream, just one or two sticks of incense.
But everything he experienced existed in a certain time and space.
In other words, this secret treasure of reincarnation directly allowed him to start an invincible life in another time and space, creating an invincible master.
"At that time and space, in that life, I was already invincible in the world, as if I had existed forever.
I wonder if I will be able to reunite with my other self after I stand at the pinnacle of martial arts in the future?"
Bai Yanru murmured to himself.
There is also some expectation in my heart, if I can meet my other self again in another starry sky, and then work together to open up a new direction.
That might be a good story.
It was also at this time that his expression became solemn again.
The emphasis on this secret of reincarnation has reached its peak.
If there is no time limit for the use of this thing, and he is allowed to fish out all the light groups in the river, what kind of state will he reach?
How many invincible myths will be created?
And also at this time, he vaguely felt that he seemed to feel a vague aura from this long river of time.
But he hasn't been able to fully capture what exactly it is.
While he was thinking this, Soraka also took the initiative to remind him:
"Since you already think so, then take the initiative to do it.
Otherwise, if there is really a time limit and you are forcibly expelled from this secret place of reincarnation, the loss to you will be considerable.
I have a feeling that after going through several reincarnations, your godhead may be stable."
When saying this, Soraka obviously saw something more than Bai Yan.
Hearing this, Bai Yan looked a little solemn, and then nodded silently.
His hand stretched out again and took another ball of light, starting another reincarnation of his.
In this life, he became the emperor of a mortal country.
His status as the Ninth Five Supreme Being allowed him to actually have a vague aura of imperial power on his body after ending this life.
And the aura that I sensed in this long river before became a little clearer.
He seemed to be somewhat familiar with that breath, but he still couldn't see what it was exactly.
Then Bai Yan started the next life without stopping.
This time he was reincarnated in the martial arts world again, but he was not as lucky as last time.
He failed to start the path to invincibility, and instead only became a warrior with mediocre qualifications.
Throughout his life, he never broke through the golden elixir stage of the time and space martial arts world in which he lived.
In this way, while constantly looking for cultivation resources, when the deadline came, I still failed to enter the next realm.
Mediocrity to death!
No matter in which time and space, even in the vast world, this is a true portrayal of most warriors.
Perhaps because of resources, perhaps because of qualifications, there are only one or two people who can stand out in the world of martial arts.
And the impact on Bai Yan in this life was equally strong.
Isn't this the case for most of the people who died in his hands, or all the living beings he has seen?
They keep working hard for their ideals, but how many people can make their dreams come true?
How many people can become stronger?
After all, he still lived his life in mediocrity.
He had previously dreamed that every time he entered the reincarnation of the martial arts world, he would become an invincible being.
I think too much.
There are so many protagonist templates, mediocrity may be the norm.
But at the end of this life, when he woke up again, Bai Yan suddenly saw a blurry shadow on the long river.
There is a strong sense of reincarnation exuding from it, and it is somewhat similar to several powers he has mastered.
Like little black, like thunder dragon, like little white ghost!
They all have one thing in common, that is, they are all carriers of the ancient talismans of Taichu?
And the breath that appeared on the river in front of me was an ancient talisman from the beginning!
It appeared on this long river, and the aura on its body carried the meaning of reincarnation. Bai Yan already knew the answer without having to guess.
What appeared in front of him was an Absolute Beginning Reincarnation Talisman!
At this moment, Bai Yan was so blessed that he seemed to understand something.
And he is already ready to break through the God Lord!
[Author's digression]: There was a lot going on yesterday, so I didn't update it. I'll make up for it today, and there will be more later.