Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth only live in this life
"Could it be said that the ancestor Tai Huang died four to five hundred times?"
Jiang Nan was suspicious in his heart and whispered: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Anyone, even the God Emperor, can only be reincarnated nine times before the god's surname will completely disappear. No one can be reincarnated more than four or five hundred times! These four
There must be another reason for the five hundred corpses of the Emperor!"
He looked further away and saw many identical faces in the sea of corpses. Each corpse had the same clothes and the same appearance. They were clearly the same person!
"Others also died countless times..."
Jiang Nan noticed this, frowned deeper, and murmured: "Does it mean that all the people who come here will die hundreds or thousands of times after climbing to the Wangxiantai? What is so weird about this Wangxiantai?"
At this time, many people also noticed the situation under Wangxian Terrace, and one by one they turned away the fairy light and took a closer look.
"That's my father! My father died in Wangxiantai. Who is that old man in my family?"
Someone yelled angrily: "It's unreasonable. Why are there hundreds of my father's corpses in the sea of corpses?"
"Why did my master's body appear here?"
"Impossible! That's not Huang Zu. Huang Zu would never die here, let alone hundreds of times!" Young Master Huang Jing's roar came.
Sima Duanming looked at the sea of corpses in the abyss, his body trembling: "Hundreds of remains of Holy Emperor Sima..."
In addition, many people also found the remains of several other god-emperors. These god-emperors, like others, had obviously visited Wangxiantai when they were young!
In addition to the corpse of the God Emperor, the remains of many giants in the current God Realm were also discovered in the sea of corpses. Some of them were God Lords, some were God Lords, and there were also God Lords and giants like the Ancestral Ancestor!
The corpses of so many giants were piled up in the abyss under Wangxian Terrace, forming a sea of corpses. There was also a three-eyed monster in the sea of corpses, which was constantly eating the corpses like a cleaner. This scene did not bring any joy to people, but instead
Feeling deep fear!
"Do we still have to wait to go to Wangxiantai?" someone whispered.
Although Wangxiantai is surrounded by fairy lights, sweet fairy sounds, and filled with fairy spirit, it gives people a strange feeling at this moment, as if it is no longer a holy land that everyone yearns for, a place where immortals set foot, but a hell full of mysterious power!
Mu Shan, who came from Xuanhuang Academy, was the first to step up the stone steps and walked towards Wangxian Terrace. These stone steps were extremely wide, like small pieces of land, and the stone steps were filled with fairy light.
The fairy light on the first stone steps engulfed him, and many people were watching this scene, waiting for the result.
Half an hour later, Mu Shan walked out of the fairy light on the first stone steps. There was a lot of vicissitudes in his eyes, and there seemed to be tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.
Mu Shan paused and walked towards the second stone steps.
Plop——
A voice came, and many people saw clearly that after Mu Shan left the first stone steps, a corpse fell from the fairy light and fell into the sea of corpses below.
"This is……"
Jiang Nan let out a sigh, he saw the fallen body just now. It looked exactly like Mu Shan, without any difference!
"What's going on? If Mu Shan is the one who died, then who is the one who walked up the second stone steps alive?"
"Could it be that you will die once you step on the stone steps? Or, in the immortal light, a being exactly like yourself was created, and Mu Shan killed the copy of himself, so a corpse exactly like him dropped?"
"Mushan is a disciple of Ancestor Xuanhuang, and he must know more about the inside story of Wangxiantai. He must have his own plan if he dares to step on the stone steps, and he should not be in danger!"
Everyone speculates that these stone steps are the path walked by immortals, let alone immortals, even the path walked by the God Emperor. It is impossible for the world to guess what incredible situations will be left behind.
Morosh was so courageous that he stepped up the first stone steps, and the fairy light engulfed him. Not long after, when he walked out of the fairy light and stepped onto the second stone steps, a corpse also emerged from the first stone steps.
He fell down the steps and fell into a sea of corpses.
More people began to try, but what frightened others was that when they walked through the first stone steps, without exception, an identical corpse fell from the fairy light on the stone steps into the sea of corpses!
However, there are some people who have not emerged from the fairy light.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Someone showed fear in their eyes and whispered: "If there are really copies of us in the fairy light, then who knows whether it is us or our copies who come out of the fairy light? Maybe after we are killed by the copies
, the replica thought he was the real me..."
Others couldn't help but shudder. This is probably the most likely speculation. Wangxiantai is so weird that people can't muster the courage to step up the stone steps.
Because no one knows whether the person who can step out of the fairy light is the real self or a copy of himself. If he dies in the fairy light, but his copy walks in the world wearing his own body, this would be unacceptable.
"If you don't step on the stone steps, you will never know what happened in the fairy light, nor what the ancestor Taihuang encountered back then!"
Jiang Nan took a long breath, with firm eyes, and walked towards the stone steps. The stone steps were extremely wide. When he climbed onto the first stone step, the fairy light swallowed him up.
"This is...Jiang Mansion!"
Jiang Nan's body was greatly shaken, and he looked around blankly. He saw people coming and going around him, and many servants were busy. In the garden not far ahead, several children were playing, and a middle-aged couple stood there.
Under the vines, I watched these playful children with a smile.
"father……"
Jiang Nan's eyes fell on the middle-aged man, whose face was haunted by dreams, his biological father. His eyes fell on another woman, and he whispered: "Mother..."
"Eldest brother, second brother, third sister..."
"Aren't you already dead?"
Jiangnan's mind was shaken, and the past events appeared before his eyes. The war between gods and gods brought disaster to Middle-earth, and Middle-earth turned into a hell on earth. Some of his parents, brothers, sisters, and relatives were buried in the disaster.
Among them, some died when the demons made trouble. Only he took his younger sister Jiang Lin to escape, running forward, stumbling, surrounded by terrifying demons.
"Dead, you are already dead..."
Two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks from the corner of Jiang Nan's eyes. Suddenly, a small hand grabbed the hem of his clothes, and a crisp voice said: "Fourth brother, dad has asked you to go to school! Why are you crying?"
Jiang Nan lowered his head and saw the innocent face of his sister Jiang Lin, and then he saw his own hands. His hands were small and delicate, like the hands of a toddler.
He seemed to be back to the boy he was decades ago.
Jiang Nan's heart was shocked. He couldn't feel any of his magic power, couldn't feel his own spiritual consciousness, couldn't feel his magic weapon, which made him in a daze and even thought that his experiences in the past few decades were all a big dream.
Then he woke up, and there was a feeling of panic in his heart: "Fake, you are all fake... It must be that the fairy light in the Wangxiantai has penetrated the memory deep in my heart, and brought out my hidden memory...
"
But what made him find it incredible was that both Jiang's father and mother, as well as his dead brothers and sisters, were all alive, as if they had really resurrected from death and were living beside him.
"Zichuan, go study!" Jiang's father walked up to him, his dignity mixed with the concern of a loving father.
Jiang's mother stepped forward and said with a soft smile: "Look, you scared him to tears. It's good to play and rest your brain occasionally. It's better than becoming a bookworm."
Jiang Nan's heart trembled, and his parents' voices unknowingly touched the softest part of his heart. All kinds of thoughts surged into his heart, causing his Taoist heart to unknowingly collapse.
He lived in Jiang Mansion, forgetting the outside world and everything else, and was immersed in the love of his parents, brothers and sisters, and family affection. He read and wrote, played with his brothers and sisters, and was carefree, as if he was there again.
I have returned to the past, and what I have experienced in the past few decades is just a big dream.
"The war between the gods is coming soon, right?"
Jiang Nan was suddenly alerted and couldn't help but tremble. Despite Jiang's father's opposition, he continued to practice martial arts and eventually became a monk. Before the aftermath of the war between gods and gods came, he took his parents and the whole family away from China and settled in other countries.
The Jiang family took root and sprouted in that country, and as time went by, Jiang Nan's memory of his decades of experience became increasingly blurred. He couldn't tell which one was real and which one was illusion.
He didn't want to make a distinction, he just wanted to continue living by his parents, brothers and sisters, forgetting about immortality, ambition, and immortality, and cherishing his ordinary and worry-free life.
He didn't have much interest in cultivation, and his cultivation level was wasted. He was only a monk with magical powers, and his cultivation level stopped progressing.
He later took part in the imperial examination, ranked first in high school, married a wife and had children, became a highly respected minister, and honored his ancestors. His brothers and sisters also started families and started businesses.
Until his parents died, until his brothers and sisters grew old one by one, until his wife died, he still had hundreds of years of life and still looked young.
Until his children died of old age, and until the emperors changed several generations, Jiangnan finally grew old and became a senator of the Nine Dynasties. The new emperor came to him in person before his death and asked him what he had left to wish for.
"wish……"
The old Jiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes. Scenes buried in family affection, the figure of Sister Jiang Xue, and the joys and sorrows of the Holy Sect all came back to his mind. Infinite light burst out from his eyes, and he walked from the hospital bed.
He stood up and murmured: "My wish..."
He chanted loudly, and the pavilions, pavilions, numerous palaces, and all future generations in front of him were shattered like dreams. Jiangnan seemed to have regained its youth in an instant, and returned to the original Jiangnan, the leader of Xuantian.
He walked out of the fairy light, looked back, and saw an old version of himself in the fairy light. He breathed out his last breath, and his body fell from the fairy light into the sea of corpses.
"I've already died once..."
There were tears in Jiang Nan's eyes, and the tears slid down both sides of his cheeks. His heart was full of mixed feelings. He was almost lost and almost lost the motivation to move forward. But his parents were in the same house, his brothers and sisters were by his side, and his children and grandchildren were with him. He didn't want to let go of that kind of family love.
, that experience made him finally understand why Mu Shan had tears slipping from the corners of his eyes when he left Xianguang.
He walked up the second step, and the fairy light swallowed him up again. He lived another life in the fairy light on the second step. In this life, he no longer interfered with the trajectory of his life, and allowed everything to develop according to the normal trajectory.
He suppressed the family affection in his heart and did not save his relatives and parents in the war between gods and gods. He just sat and watched the Jiang family's destruction. He was like an outsider, without the slightest emotion. He seemed like another Taihuang ancestor, watching all the tragedies with cold eyes.
The occurrence of this finally put my life on the original track.
In this life, he also died. He calculated everything without any emotion and fought for his own luck. However, his friends abandoned him. Jiang Xue, Luo Huayin, Xi Yingqing, and everyone he cared about left him.
And go.
In the end, he died at the hands of the Taihuang Ancestor in the battle to seize the emperor.
He forgot his feelings, and so did the Emperor. The Emperor was one step ahead of him, taking the advantage of practicing in advance, and finally defeated him.
Jiang Nan's eyes became even more vicissitudes of life. Unknowingly, he had lived in the fairy light for hundreds of thousands of years. Another corpse fell into the sea of corpses from the road to Wangxiantai.
"It's hard to find immortality..."
He cut off the memory of his current life, fearing that he would lose himself in the memories of the following lives, but he couldn't bear to cut away the memory in the fairy light on the first step.
"On the way to Wangxiantai, the ancestor Taihuang realized that Xuandu had forgotten his feelings, and cultivated three lives: the past life, the next life, and this life... The afterlife cannot be waited for, and the past life cannot be pursued. I only seek this life, and I only cultivate this life!"
Jiang Nan's heart was cruel, and he cut away the memory in the fairy light on the first step, and stepped into the fairy light on the third step: "I want to enter the Wangxiantai in this life, and strive for the immortal way! All the regrets in the past will be eliminated.
Let it be the past, don’t make up for it, let it be the afterlife, no need to chase after all the expectations in the next life!”
"I only live in this life!"
"I want to become an immortal in this life and live my life to the end!"
————Don’t ask for the afterlife, just live in this life. Fellow Taoists, work hard for your future! By the way, please give me your monthly ticket~ (To be continued.