"Bang!" was the last sound that reached Tang Yaotian's ears. When the monk from Bodhidharma Academy hit him in the back of the head with a stick, the whole world fell into chaos.
The master's tears were so real, and Zhang Quezhi's helpless eyes seemed to reappear in his mind. As the only evil disciple executed by the Shaolin Temple for more than two hundred years, Tang Yaotian's life was not so dazzling.
Tang Yaotian originally thought that he could walk free and easy, but in the end he was left with deep self-blame and regret! Only at the end of his life can he realize the truth. Ling Yuan's last words made him realize it, but was it too late?
?
"No!" Tang Yaotian held back his last breath and shouted into the sky! Venting out the last of his life and anger.
The sound shook the surroundings and had already disappeared, but a moment later Tang Yaotian found that the sound had entered his ears again, but then he felt countless amounts of soil pouring into his mouth, and a suffocating feeling was instantly transmitted to his brain.
Tang Yaotian didn't have time to think too much. Out of his survival instinct, he struggled with all his strength and pushed the sand that was pressing on him with his own hands.
Under the big tree, the soil that buried Han Tong's body began to loosen. After a moment, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the soil and directly grabbed the Buddhist beads above the soil.
This scene was frozen for about five seconds. Soon, a "bang" was heard, the soil was exploded, and a figure jumped up from the ground.
Tang Yaotian breathed in the air, and the scene in front of him slowly became clearer. His eyes were full of surprise and confusion, and he looked around in a panic. After a long time, he whispered in a low voice: "I...
Where am I and what happened?"
As soon as the words came out, Tang Yaotian was startled. He took a few steps back and quickly looked at his hands. Then he couldn't help but touch his throat with his left hand and exclaimed: "Who... is this?"
He was not asking about others, but himself. He was a very smart and careful person, so when he spoke, he could tell that the voice was not his. He was busy looking at his hands, and he was surprised to find that even the hands were not his.
After only a few seconds of judgment, he knew that this was not his body at all. But...but he was in this body.
Tang Yaotian couldn't believe this was true. He kept shaking his head and muttering: "This must be a dream. It must be that I'm already... I'm dead. How could I appear in someone else's body?" This sentence
He repeated the words for a long time, but after trying to close his eyes several times, he felt it was very real.
After he hammered his chest hard twice, he couldn't help but sit down on the ground, leaned against the tree trunk, and said in surprise: "Is this... is all this true?"
An hour later, Tang Yaotian was completely defeated by the facts. He found various reasons to prove that he was dreaming, but it seemed that he would never wake up from this dream.
Another hour passed, and Tang Yaotian had to accept the reality. He found that not only could he recall what happened in the Shaolin Temple, but he also had the memories of another person in his mind. From this memory, he learned that the owner of this body was named
Han Tong, the second prince of Xuanwu Kingdom, was hunted to death.
And this place is called Tianyuan Continent. Tianyuan Continent has three major countries, Xuanwu Kingdom, Panlong Kingdom, and Xionglu Kingdom. There are also several small affiliated countries around the three major countries.
There were many things that Tang Yaotian didn't understand in this memory. He only thought about it for a moment before interrupting his thoughts. The feeling of thirst made it difficult for him to breathe. When he raised his head to catch some rainwater, the sky
It cleared up in an instant.
"Grandma, that's really weird!" Tang Yaotian cursed, stood up from the ground, raised his hand and couldn't help taking another look, and couldn't help but let out a bitter smile: "Haha, this skin is really weak, God is
Give me a chance to start a new life, or are you teasing me?"
Although Han Tong is over 1.8 meters tall, he is very thin and has some skills, but not strong. To put it bluntly, he is just a weak scholar. He cannot be compared with Tang Yaotian during the Tang Dynasty.
Although Tang Yaotian complained a little, he had to accept the fact. When he looked at his body carefully, he suddenly found that there was still a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand. He was slightly stunned and muttered: "Isn't this Master's Eighteen Shocking Divine Beads? How could it be?
Appear here?"
The Eighteen Shocking Divine Beads are the treasure of the Shaolin Temple. Their origin is unknown. Tang Yaotian only knows the name of this string of beads, but he has no idea of its specific function.
Tang Yaotian didn't know why the beads appeared in his hands, but after careful consideration, he could probably guess that after all, he could really feel the master's good intentions for him. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.
Looking at the Buddha beads, he secretly said: "Master, Yaotian already knows your intentions. In this new world, I will have a new beginning, and I will not let you down."
Just as Tang Yaotian finished saying these words in his heart, the Buddha beads suddenly emitted a golden light. The golden light emanated from the inside of the Buddha beads, transforming into golden air currents, making the Buddha beads completely transparent.
Tang Yaotian was surprised. He looked carefully and found that there were strange Sanskrit symbols on the beads. They were extremely fine. He was fascinated by the sight. After a while, he discovered that the Sanskrit symbols separated from the beads and slowly wrapped around his hand.
"Oh my god!" Tang Yaotian was shocked. His right hand trembled, and the beads fell directly to the ground. Then, the golden light disappeared, and the Sanskrit inscriptions on his hand also disappeared.
Tang Yaotian's heart couldn't calm down for a long time. He could clearly feel the energy emitted from the beads just now, the pure Buddhist energy. Although this feeling was extremely comfortable, it made him a little scared. After all, there were too many things that happened today.
. He bent down and picked up the beads. After looking at them for a while, he found that there was no change, so he hung them around his neck. He secretly decided that he must study this string of beads carefully when he had time.
After the rain, the sky cleared up, and soon the dark clouds were blown away by the breeze, the moonlight shone on the earth, and the chirping of insects came from the Qilian Mountains! The sound of water flowing in the distance soon penetrated into Tang Yaotian's ears, and his spirit was
The sound made me feel even more thirsty, so I didn't think much about it and followed the sound to find water.
After a while, Tang Yaotian saw a pool. Inside the pool, clear springs were gushing out. The clear pool water reflected the bright moon in the sky. The scenery was peaceful and beautiful.
Tang Yaotian hurriedly walked forward, knelt down by the pool, plunged his head directly into the water, and took a few sips. When the cool pool water entered his throat, he couldn't help but shiver all over, and he became much more energetic.
.
Raising his head, Tang Yaotian wiped his face with his hands. When the water calmed down, he slowly saw his face clearly. His delicate eyebrows were very thin and long, just like a woman's eyebrows, and his thin lips were the same as when he was alive.
They are similar, their eyes are not big, but they are very lively.
The corners of Tang Yaotian's mouth raised slightly, with that evil smile, and he said softly: "This boy is quite handsome, but he was killed by his own brother. He is really a bit useless!"
As soon as he finished saying this, his eyes were stunned because he found that the water surface began to fluctuate irregularly. After only two seconds, his pupils suddenly dilated and he screamed "Oh my god!"
With a sound, his body retreated continuously. He didn't stop until he was more than ten meters away from the pool, and his breathing was unusually rapid.
Tang Yaotian's lips were trembling, his face was pale, and he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He had never shown such panic before! But he couldn't be blamed, because just now, with the fluctuation of water patterns, he actually saw
He saw a woman's face. The face was reflected in the water, and she actually showed him a strange smile.
"This...what is going on?" Tang Yaotian firmly believed that he was right, but how could a woman appear in the pool?
Just as he was thinking, there was a splashing sound in the pool, and a woman slowly emerged from the water. Through the moonlight, she could be seen clearly.
She has a beautiful face, with snow-like skin, a hint of rosy red on her cheeks, and a pointed chin that shines brightly. Her eyes are not big, but they are clear and energetic. Water droplets keep flowing from her hair and skin.
Sliding up, it was crystal clear. Although Tang Yaotian didn't know why a woman appeared, he was fascinated by it. In his opinion, this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
Seeing Tang Yaotian's dull look, the woman chuckled twice, raised her lips lightly, and asked: "Little brother, is the slave family beautiful? Why do you look at me like this?"
The other party's breath was like blue, and his voice was soft and gentle, which sounded extremely pleasant. Tang Yaotian almost blurted out an answer, but in an instant he shuddered and forcibly brought his consciousness back. After all, he was a peerless master in life, and he was also a master in dealing with women.
She has her own way. Although he doesn't know what this woman does, he is already on guard at this time.
He died once in the Shaolin Temple, and Han Tong also died once, which should be counted twice in total. Tang Yaotian knew very well that if God gave him this opportunity to live a new life, he would never take his own life easily.