He died eleven years ago? Lin Fan was completely stupid...
During the eleven years, every detail of his life in Xuancun seemed to be vivid in his mind. He remembered his growth and saw himself transforming from an immature child into a young man who knew how to carry things.
The care of the village chief, the care of uncles and aunts. Those extremely warm memories are flowing in my mind. They are extremely real.
But now, someone told him that he was already dead, dead eleven years ago. Lin Fan found it hard to accept it.
The young man pondered for a while and said: "After experiencing life and death, you can understand reincarnation. I have been waiting for you here for eleven years. You should see your true self."
"My true self..." Lin Fan looked at him and suddenly became very disappointed. He couldn't help but recall that he only discovered his photographic memory after that snowy night eleven years ago. Sure enough... this
It is the strength of others.
"You don't have to be afraid. I am telling you this not to force you to give up your body. Even though my current strength is far less than when I was at my peak, it is not difficult to forcefully seize my body. It could have been done eleven years ago.
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The young man came to Lin Fan and patted him gently on the shoulder.
"Then how does your strength compare to that immortal?"
After listening to the young man's words, Lin Fan briefly forgot about his situation and asked inexplicably.
He has a deep bond with Xuan Cun. Thinking of Xuan Cun's brutal oppression for so many years makes him full of desire for power!
In a small border village like Xuancun, no one pays attention to the outstanding monks, and they are destined to become tools for others to use.
Although there are not many monks in this world, the law of the jungle has not changed at all. If you want to change your destiny, you can only gain enough power!
"I am just a ray of soul now, without a body, and I have no accurate grasp of the power."
The young man narrowed his eyes and said with some hesitation: "But the so-called immortal you call is actually much weaker than I imagined, and not even close to my full power..."
Too weak?
That's an immortal who can cause avalanches, but he turned into a weakling?
At this moment, Lin Fan was excited. If the person in front of him could save Xuan Village and teach that force a lesson, he would not mind giving up his body.
"I won't take your body in vain. This is a period of cause and effect, and I should bear everything. Otherwise, sooner or later, there will be bad karma." At this time, the young man continued: "I want to accept you as my disciple. What do you want?
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"Me?" Lin Fan was stunned for a moment. This sudden change surprised him: "But I..."
"I will help you reincarnate in this world and help you retain your memories. When you reach a certain age, you will remember your previous life. Including me, Xuan Cun, everything here... you will remember."
The young man said immediately.
"I will remember it?" Lin Fan was a little moved. What he couldn't let go of the most was his love for Xuan Cun.
If he could really keep these memories and reincarnate, this would be the best gift for him. You know, he was a dead person eleven years ago.
"Master!" Lin Fan was quite excited and shouted.
"Get up..." The young man smiled slightly: "I will always wait for you in this world. When you find me after reincarnation, serve me tea and become my disciple, I will officially accept you as my disciple."
"Yes, Master!" Lin Fan knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily.
"Go...enter here and reincarnate. I will fulfill your wish in this life." The young man nodded, looking at the door lightly and said.
Lin Fan is not an indecisive person. Once he has decided something, he will never go back on it.
Lin Fan walked toward the door without saying a word. The moment before stepping in, Lin Fan turned his head and showed a grateful smile: "Thank you, Master..."
The young man watched Lin Fan's disappearing back quietly and said slowly: "Go, my disciple... When you are reincarnated, my teacher will lead you to conquer everything and become my arm for life."
One foot had already stepped into the door, but Lin Fan heard the young man's words, nodded unusually solemnly, and resolutely entered the door. The moment before entering the door, there was a look on his face that he had never seen in fifteen years.
He was calm, but his eyes were burning with incomparable heat.
"...Is this causal torture?"
Lin Fan left, and the young man raised his eyes and scanned the space of this black hole. He had endured eleven years of darkness, loneliness, and desolation, and it was finally over...
"In this life, we can never be influenced by cause and effect again!"
"I control my own life!"
After roaring, Zhuo Yifan felt his whole body slowly float up and float away along a torrent.
Whoosh!
At that moment, he quickly passed through a realm, and his new thoughts returned to his mind as if the dust had settled.
"I'm back! Cause and effect! Destiny! I, Zhuo Yifan, am back again! What can you do to me!"
His spirit returned to his new body, Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and couldn't help but laugh.
Everything is different from before. He is no longer the weak Confucian scholar, and Xixuan Village is no longer a village that can be bullied by others. Everything will be overturned...
Zhuo Yifan took a few deep breaths and slowly opened his eyes.
I'm back, I'm really back. All the memories and thoughts about my previous life have returned.
In an instant, the eleven years of loneliness disappeared, and everything seemed like a world away.
After waking up, Zhuo Yifan sat cross-legged on the bed, pinching the magic formula and absorbing the spiritual energy.
Unfortunately, the spiritual energy in this world is thinner than he imagined, far less than one ten thousandth of that in the human realm.
"The spiritual energy in this world is so thin? It seems that it is impossible to restore the realm... What kind of world did Lin Shen throw me into?" Zhuo Yifan pondered intently, while using his spiritual sense to observe his own internal state.
Condition.
The magic eyes and iron arms are gone.
The powerful physical body in the previous life no longer exists.
The only good news is that his mental strength has not changed, but he is still very weak and needs time to recover.
"This world, I don't know, it will take the year of the monkey and the moon of the horse to restore the state..." Zhuo Yifan's heart sank, and he couldn't help but laugh when he thought about the state that he had finally achieved in his previous life, but fell short.
"My good disciple, it seems that my master needs to temper your body. It is too weak."
Zhuo Yifan smiled bitterly and murmured to himself. Fortunately, he still had mental strength, which at least ensured that he would not be bullied in this world.
At this moment, a faint sound of footsteps came.
"Fan'er..."
An old voice came. The person who came was an old man, with his back hunched and leaning on a crutch.
"Grandpa village chief?" Zhuo Yifan was startled and quickly got down to help him.
"Fan'er, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry. Although a man won't shed tears easily, if he doesn't cry, it's not good to hold it in his heart." The old village chief touched Zhuo Yifan's forehead lovingly and gently.
Lin Fan's father was captured as a labor slave when Lin Fan was very young, and his mother was brutally slaughtered by the people because of her resistance. For more than ten years, the old village chief has been taking care of him and his body.
Looking at the old man's slightly pale and thin face, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
He suddenly thought that when he woke up, he seemed to be lying on the bed, and asked softly: "Grandpa, village chief, how long has Fan'er been asleep?"
"Two days and two nights."
The old village chief put his hand on his chest and coughed: "Two days ago, you fell asleep on the table. When Uncle Chen found you, he found that your whole body was cold, so he held you in his arms and covered you for a day before you warmed up...
Fortunately you are awake now..."
"Two days?" Zhuo Yifan frowned slightly. Sure enough, time is out of sync in the mental space. It took so much time?)