Chapter 696: Big Dream, Thousands of Autumns, What Year Is Today
() Just as the invisible power of creation was swirling around Qiao Feng and others, and they gained a sense of enlightenment, in Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness, in the silence, countless black spots gradually emerged, and in the cup of tea
After time passed, the black dot gradually condensed into its shape, and it clearly looked like the man in black robe.
"Who is he? Who is he? How did he know that I came from the Yin Spirit Realm? Has he been observing me all the time... Damn it, could it be that everything I saw before was false? I was deceived by him...
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The black-robed man's expression was filled with endless ferocity at this moment, and there was also fear. He was just a remnant soul of the original deity. He finally came to the Broken Moon Realm, but due to a barrier, he lost contact with the deity.
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If it were not for relying on the three gods' life-expanding technique this time, all the remaining souls might have been captured, instead of only losing one-third of the soul power at this moment. This three-god's life-expanding technique is extremely strange.
, the soul can be divided into three parts, and each part retains the same memory.
"Damn, who is he... No, his cultivation far exceeds mine, and there is no way he will let me go. Could it be... did he do it on purpose? If so, why would he do this..."
Suddenly, the man in black robe seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed involuntarily, and he hurriedly checked himself. After checking countless times, he still found that this body had not been left with any mark by the other party.
"There is no brand, no imprint. Did the other party really not find out... That's right, the Three Gods' Life Extension Technique is my natal magical power, and I used it the moment before entering the snowflake. Maybe the other party was careless and didn't notice it.
!Or impossible to find at all!”
The man in black robe's eyes flickered as he kept thinking. It was not until a long time later that he relaxed and looked at Qin Xuan's sea of consciousness and the three embryos uncertainly.
"He will definitely get the inheritance, but that powerful one... No, his creations are all mine, all mine. If I take him away, then I will not only get the great creations, but also get out of here.
...Even if it fails, the big deal is just the loss of this remnant soul..."
The man in black robe murmured ferociously, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes, "But before his consciousness returns, I have to prepare well..."
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The world in the snow!
In a beautiful valley, there is a small stream flowing quietly. The bank is covered with grass, and the sound of insects comes from time to time, rendering the place like a picture scroll. Next to the green grass on the bank, at this moment
But there was a one-foot-long herring swimming slowly.
It seems to be wandering aimlessly. If you look carefully, you can see that its eyes are filled with a human-like confusion.
At this moment, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened, and while the thunder reverberated, dark clouds spread like ink on rice paper, spreading to all directions.
In a moment, the rain fell. When it fell into the water, it set off ripples. From time to time, it fell on the back of the herring floating on the water, pressing it into the water from time to time, but the herring
Regardless, he still seemed to be wandering around in a daze.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier!
An hour passed quickly, and the herring was still wandering blankly on the water. The rain kept falling on it, leaving small pits on its back, and there were faint traces of blood coming out.
With a bang, a thunder roar reverberated, and several lightning bolts that seemed to connect the sky and the earth fell in the sky above the river. The sudden rise of those lightning bolts illuminated the surroundings, twisting like a silver snake, and like a mark.
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And at the moment when the thunder sounded, the eyes of the dazed herring were suddenly filled with a layer of clarity.
"who I am……"
"...I am Qin Xuan..."
A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and there was a herring swimming slowly in the creek. But this time, there was no confusion in its eyes, but a clear clarity like a human being.
Wandering happily.
"It's so dangerous..."
Qin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't feel any discomfort about the situation before him, because in that reincarnation, he had also turned into a tree!
"Is this reincarnation? My memory..."
At this moment, Qin Xuan has been reincarnated for almost a hundred lives. In his first life, he turned into a prince of Qingshui Kingdom. The second prince rebelled and he was hunted down. But with his perseverance and a little bit of growth, he finally succeeded.
Becoming the king of Qingshui Kingdom, only he himself knew the hardships and dangers involved.
In this way, he reincarnated from life to life. In the tenth life, he became a monk and a casual cultivator. He practiced step by step and reached the peak of the first step. But at that time, a person suddenly appeared.
The man in black robe swallowed his soul.
Since then, he will lose some memories in every life, and in every life, he has an enemy, a man in black robes. During the game with the opponent, he is also growing, but his growth is not the same as before.
He was still weak in front of the opponent, and at his peak, his soul was miserably swallowed.
Qin Xuan slowly brought up the pictures in his memory one after another. Sometimes when he forgot, he slowly recalled them until they became complete. Therefore, the memory pictures of a hundred reincarnations were slowly brought up by him.
Three years have passed when a trace of vicissitudes of life emerged.
In the past three years, the fish he transformed into has spent most of his time by the grass near the shore, with memories in his eyes. In doing so, he not only wanted to recall everything in his memory, but also wanted to be there.
While recalling, I am summarizing and allowing myself to grow quickly.
"Who is that man in black robe? Why does he appear in every life of mine? Is it arranged by Master so that I can grow quickly... But this kind of growth is so tiring..."
Qin Xuan was a little tired. The kind of step-by-step calculation and the wandering between life and death every moment made his mind greatly experienced and improved, but the gradually permeating vicissitudes made his heart
, showing a kind of sadness.
"I don't want this kind of growth, but Master has good intentions!!"
Qin Xuan murmured, looking at the sky, where flocks of white birds flew by, leaving no trace of their reflections in the water.
Another three years passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, when Qin Xuan came out of the water to breathe fresh air, a net suddenly fell down. He fell into the net. He saw the old man on the shore who was grabbing the net. He was wearing
Dressed in black linen, this reincarnation is over!!
Time passed slowly. When Qin Xuan experienced countless reincarnations in the snow world, his mistress accompanied him in the garden every day. In this way, a year passed.
"Wan'er, Xuan'er will be fine!"
Qin Xuan's master, a middle-aged man, stood beside him, his clothes pattering in the wind, and he looked at his wife with tenderness in his eyes.
"Is it okay? It's been a year! Why hasn't Xuan'er woke up yet? In the past, Qing'er and the others were only ten months old at most!"
There was worry in the gentle woman's voice, and she looked at Qin Xuan with endless affection. Although Xie Qing and Shisan also called her a master's wife, Xie Qing was an old man, and Shisan was always busy practicing, and
But she watched Qin Xuan grow up.
As the saying goes, a master's wife is like a mother, so she has already regarded Qin Xuan as her own child, and Qin Xuan's character makes her feel like a real mother when chatting with her. That feeling is very precious.
Let her cherish it very much.
"A year is not very long!"
The middle-aged man shook his head, and there was a bottle of wine in his hand.
"But, but here is a breath, there is a thousand years, and here a year has passed, there...could Xuan'er have been lost..."
The gentle woman raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man.
"Wan'er, Xuan'er is not as weak as you think, otherwise how could he be accepted as a disciple by me, so don't think blindly, we just need to wait quietly!"
The middle-aged man shook his head, stood up and pulled the woman to sit next to him. While drinking, the two of them talked, but most of the words were about Qin Xuan, and they were spoken from the woman's mouth, which made
The man showed a wry smile.
The world in the snow!
The dream lasts for thousands of years, what year is it today?
Qin Xuan opened the window and looked out the window. There was a river flowing outside the window, which was covered with painted boats. From time to time, the sound of the piano came, but it turned into astringency in Qin Xuan's heart!
"The dream has lasted for thousands of years. What year is it today?"
While Qin Xuan murmured, he raised the wine jar and drank the wine in the jar looking at the scene in front of him. The wine was very spicy, but Qin Xuan was completely unaware of it.
In this life, he was a student who went to Beijing to take the exam, carrying the hope of his family. This identity, among his countless reincarnations, was his 9813th. Every time he experienced reincarnation, he
It will take several years to slowly recover the memories of the past.
At this moment, he was leaning against the window, drinking wine. Although he looked only in his twenties and extremely young, his body was filled with endless vicissitudes. Those vicissitudes can only be achieved after countless years of precipitation.
, will exist.
But what Qin Xuan revealed inadvertently at this moment was very, very strong. It was the vicissitudes of time that he had tainted in those reincarnations and countless memories after he had gone through countless reincarnations.
It is a mark that has experienced everything in the world.
As for Qiu, if I hadn’t kept recalling memories, I might have been lost at this moment!”
Lifting the wine jar, Qin Xuan drank it down fiercely. His figure showed a sense of desolation, "I remember that when chatting with Brother Qiao, I accidentally said that my heart has gone through vicissitudes. It was originally a joke, but
At this moment, I am really in a state of despair!!"
"My heart is old and tired. I couldn't outwit the man in black robe before, but now, it's just a thought in my mind. I haven't recovered my memory in this life!"
"In his last life, he was miserable!!"
Qin Xuan's face was suddenly filled with a smile. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, when he looked at the smile, it revealed a deep complexity that could not be distinguished. No one could see it clearly, even the old man who had experienced it for a long time.
Because Qin Xuan has experienced hundreds of thousands of reincarnations!
"The dream has lasted for thousands of years. What year is it today?"
Qin Xuan murmured words, and the wine jar fell on the wooden board with a bang, becoming fragments of different sizes, just like Qin Xuan's memories in countless reincarnations.