The third thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters, the gods are in the world, but they are immortals!
Su Xuan didn't know how long he had been sinking, and even his memory was a little blurry.
But he knew very well that he was going through a tribulation, and it was a terrifying tribulation of reincarnation! He had to hold on to his true self, and then break out of reincarnation with force.
Of course, this is difficult.
Su Xuan felt that he had experienced many reincarnations, but he had forgotten all of them.
But this is not a good thing, because every reincarnation will erase part of his will and memory.
When all his memory and will disappear, he will completely sink.
And at this moment.
Su Xuan looked up again and looked at the ancient city in front of him, which looked like a giant beast lying on its stomach.
"Immortal Martial City."
Su Xuan read aloud and frowned slightly. In his shallow memory, this place was extremely unfamiliar.
He... doesn't seem to have been here.
However, Su Xuan didn't think much about it. This reincarnation tribulation was extremely strange, and many unfamiliar places appeared to him.
And if he wants to escape from this catastrophe of reincarnation, he needs to keep reincarnating until this catastrophe disappears on its own.
In short, there is a limit to the tribulation of reincarnation! Su Xuan only needs to survive until the tribulation of reincarnation ends. Of course, if he sinks in the middle, he will never be able to get out.
The way to survive reincarnation is also simple, that is, to experience some things in each reincarnation, and then be left with part of the memory and wear away part of the will.
Even if Su Xuan wanted to protect him, he was unable to prevent it and couldn't protect it at all.
What Su Xuan had to do was to persist and persist! With this thought in mind, Su Xuan walked into the Immortal Martial City.
He has nothing to guard against, anyway, it is impossible to guard against the outbreak of reincarnation.
And Su Xuan's first thought when he walked in was the prosperity! He felt like a country bumpkin. Although he couldn't see through the strength of the creatures here, he always felt that Yinhuang was just a lump compared to this place.
The majestic ancient palaces hang in rows in the sky.
The splendid Milky Way hangs down from the starry sky, and there is an even more majestic palace on the starry sky.
The martial arts towers, martial temples and martial arts platforms on the ground seem to be soaring into the sky.
Like the streets of the Giant's Road, fairy dragons pull carts, fairy phoenixes soar, and unparalleled fairies stand on them... Moreover, the bright silver trees and beautiful blue and white flowers bloom all over the Wucheng! It's like a fairyland on earth.
Su Xuan walked among them, constantly observing, and couldn't help but marvel.
For the next few days, Su Xuan was visiting Wucheng.
This place is very big, so big that Su Xuan was a little disoriented.
And on the tenth day.
The Immortal Wucheng seems to have welcomed guests, and powerful Wucheng creatures keep appearing one after another.
The guests seemed to be very distinguished, and their formation was extremely large.
The guards who welcome guests all come from a hundred thousand miles away from the Immortal Martial City.
The blue and white flowers all over the sky formed a flower path in the sky! The bright silver trees seemed to have grown legs, and they kept opening wide roads.
In the distance, there are ancient beasts hissing and circling in the sky, and the sky seems to have turned into a gorgeous ancient painting.
The vast and solemn sounds of heavenly sounds resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and the beautiful fairies danced in the sky... This was an extremely spectacular scene.
Especially the man in the lead, wearing an ancient divine crown and a white moon robe engraved with the sun, moon and stars, looked noble and majestic.
He stood there, like the brightest light in the darkness, and people couldn't help but look at him! And his slender but majestic body seemed to contain the power of ten realms and hundreds of realms, and people couldn't help but wonder.
Awe and fanaticism.
Su Xuan stared blankly, feeling horrified and inexplicably tingling in his heart.
Why?
Su Xuan was puzzled, but his intuition told him that this was the disaster of this reincarnation... "Do you know who he is?"
Suddenly, a childish voice sounded.
Su Xuan turned around and found an old-fashioned little boy grinning at him.
"who?"
"Su Tianshen!"
The little boy replied: "The current owner of Immortal Martial City."
"He..." Su Xuan was a little curious.
But the little boy interrupted him: "He is very powerful."
Su Xuanyue became more curious.
But at this moment, it seems that the guest they were waiting for has arrived.
The nine-color fairy light filled the entire Immortal Martial City.
The majestic immortal power concealed the eternal fortune of the Immortal Martial City! Countless creatures looked up and looked up, either surrendering, dissatisfied, angry, or shrinking... There, a group of extremely lofty immortals, as if they were the Lords of Heaven and Earth, slowly descended.
They arrived in front of Nasu Tianshen.
The man who, in Su Xuan's opinion, should have stood upright, lowered his head.
What Su Xuan couldn't understand the most was that the group of immortals took off Su Tianshen's divine crown... After a brief contact, they left and walked into the supreme Shenwu Hall of the Martial City... "The Martial Clan... also surrendered.
Oh..." The little boy shook his head and turned away.
Su Xuan was very curious, so he followed him.
Because in this tribulation of reincarnation, he seems to be just a passerby, and no one seems to care about him.
The little boy is obviously unique... "Do you know why he is called Su Tianshen?"
The little boy knew that Su Xuan was following him and asked without looking back.
"Why?"
"Because... the Wu clan calls him the living god."
said the little boy.
Said.
The little boy turned his head and grinned: "Come with me to visit this immortal martial city."
"good."
Su Xuan subconsciously responded.
then.
Su Xuan started to follow the little boy around Wucheng again.
For the next time, Su Xuan spent time with the little boy.
The little boy was very talkative and told Su Xuan a lot about Wucheng.
Some Su Xuan can understand it, and some can't.
But the little boy didn't care and kept talking to himself.
One night at night.
The Immortal Martial City is brighter than usual.
Because when night falls, the bright lights also rise into the sky.
It was like stars, completely lighting up Wucheng.
As the night gets darker, there are more and more bright lights.
They float very slowly, almost occupying the entire sky, and they don't know where they are floating.
The little boy also took a few bright lanterns, wrote some messages, and then let them fly.
"Do you know what these lights are for?"
the little boy asked.
Su Xuan didn't answer either, because he knew the little boy could say it himself.
As expected, the little boy continued: "In the ancient legend of the Wu clan, no matter where the dead martial souls die, the remnant souls of the heroes will slowly float back to the immortal martial city.
However, sometimes they can't see the way home clearly.
A light is a guide.”
"Moreover, the place where the bright lantern flies is the sacred martial arts ancestral hall, where they will receive the greatest blessing and transcendence!"
"They followed the bright lantern and flew to the Martial Arts Ancestral Hall.
During the process, they will quietly look at the prosperous Wucheng..." The little boy kept talking, with sadness in his eyes.
"Also, people who are alive can also write messages and send them to relatives and old friends over there.
He even wrote down his wishes and sent them to the Martial Arts Ancestor Hall, hoping to gain the Martial Ancestor's mercy..." Su Xuan stared blankly, listening to the little boy's words, and could not help but feel sadness in his heart.
"Do you have any relatives you want to send to the Martial Arts Ancestral Hall?"
The little boy suddenly asked.
Su Xuan was stunned. He thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember anything. He could only shake his head.
"Then what do you wish for?"
The little boy asked again.
Su Xuan still shook his head.
"How can you live without wishes?"
The little boy smiled and said: "Like me, I just want to be the most powerful bandit in the world."
Su Xuan hesitated and remained silent for a long time before saying: "What a unique wish."
"Yeah, no one is like me, I'm so unique..." The little boy suddenly laughed and became a little arrogant.
Su Xuan looked at it, but found that the little boy was so lonely, sad, and unwilling... Originally, Su Xuan thought that the night would pass peacefully.
But he was wrong.
At midnight.
A battle broke out deep in Wucheng.
Su Xuan's heart was inexplicably throbbing, and he had no reason to want to go and take a look.
but.
But the little boy stopped him: "Don't go."
"Why?"
"That's a scene you shouldn't see, otherwise you will sink."
The little boy's eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.
Su Xuan was in a daze, but he stopped.
But in the early morning, the roar gradually stopped.
But at the moment when the morning sun rose in the east, a light comparable to the morning sun slowly rose into the sky from the depths of Wucheng.
Su Xuan looked at it and could vaguely see a stalwart figure that could not be looked directly at in the light. What was that man holding in his arms?
The little boy who had been silent for a long time suddenly said: "The one in his arms is a natural warrior."
"A natural warrior?"
Su Xuan was stunned.
"Yes, he was given the mission to revitalize the martial arts clan since he was born, and he will definitely inherit the martial arts giant in the future."
The little boy said solemnly.
"Who is more powerful, that or Na Tianshen?"
Su Xuan asked strangely.
"I don't know, and I will never know."
said the little boy.
"Why?"
"Because...the child is going to die."
said the little boy.
Su Xuan's heart ached.
There was frustration, discomfort, and despair...all kinds of feelings kept coming to his mind, making him feel like he was about to suffocate to death.
"Why do I feel so bad?"
Su Xuan asked breathlessly.
The little boy ignored Su Xuan and just looked into the distance.
That dazzling figure seemed to be fighting against something, and disappointed and sad voices spread in all directions.
"God, you shouldn't be like this. He is your child..." "You think highly of yourself and never put anyone else in your eyes.
But in the future, your children will definitely surpass you..." "The future of the Wu clan does not lie with you, but with him..." The figure kept telling, but the shining body slowly disappeared.
Below that, a stalwart man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes showing eternal indifference.
He is watching them die.
The blue flowers were flying and the strong wind was whispering, as if playing an elegy... "The future of the Wu clan is me..." the man said, as if he were a god in the world.
At midday that day, Wucheng had returned to peace.
And at this moment.
Su Xuan fell to his knees on the ground, heartbroken.
It turns out... this is the catastrophe of reincarnation here! The scenes last night were like swords, constantly attacking him... He felt that his memory and will were being deprived to a great extent, and his eyes were filled with trance.
"I can't stay here..." Su Xuan desperately wanted to leave and continue his reincarnation... However.
But the little boy grabbed him and stared at Su Xuan with his deep eyes.
"I'm leaving."
Su Xuan said hurriedly.
"Stay here."
The little boy retorted.
"This place... doesn't belong to me! I... I have my way back..." Su Xuan wanted to get rid of the little boy.
but.
But the little boy held on tighter and tighter, and said softly: "The end of the road is not the way back, this is it."
"What do you know?"
Su Xuan was stunned and stopped.
"Listen to me and you can go back."
The little boy said quietly.
Su Xuan opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
The little boy approached slowly, and touched the head of Su Xuan, who was in a daze, with his immature hands: "Take your time, wake up slowly.