Chapter 1073： : Wanshi reincarnation

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The leaves of Leiyang grew at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to grow rapidly, causing him to be enveloped in a thick green leaf in a moment.

At this time, the voice of the whispering voice on the side of the demon soul is just falling. The whole body of Leiyang is suddenly on the side, an indescribable strong breath, from his dead wood body, 迸Shooting out, so that the whole soul of the demon soul is not caught under the shackles, they are directly shocked out of the distance.

At this time, in the absence of the reaction of the demon soul, the countless blades of Lei Yang’s body were actually flying out instantly, and they were once again enlarged. In an instant, the whole person of Leiyang was wrapped in this space. So that no one in the outside world can see the points.

The blades are successively formed into pieces, and eventually they form a spherical state. From a distance, it looks like a huge blade sphere.

"This is..." The demon soul respected him directly on the side. He looked at the blade giant where Leiyang was, and it seemed to be a huge embarrassment.

"Is it this... It is the ultimate meaning of breaking into a butterfly..." Demon Tianzun analyzed this in his heart.

However, it was not until he had too much horror in his heart, wrapped around the body of Leiyang, like a green scorpion leaf sphere, and once again, amazing changes occurred.

Under this change, all the leaves on the sphere began to become transparent, which actually formed something like a hollow light curtain.

And at the moment when the light curtain was formed, there were countless different pictures on it.

Those pictures are different, some people come and go in the prosperous city pool, there are cold and clear country roads, there are smokes along the ancient bridge when the sun sets, and there is a palace lock bead curtain in the deep courtyard of the palace!

In short, each picture is like a person's life, just like describing a myriad of different worlds.

In all the pictures, regardless of age, various identities, there is a familiar figure. No matter how old, young or old, they all have one characteristic, that is, with one person. It is very fascinating, giving the demon soul a very familiar feeling.

However, no matter how familiar the feeling is, the demon soul is a time, always can not remember who this person is, he only thinks that he is very very familiar, but can not remember who he is.

The last soul of the demon soul respectfully watched those pictures!

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It was a bustling market, a plain-clothed youth, standing outside a pharmacy, and for a long time, never walked into the pharmacy.

In the end, after standing for a few hours, he finally got the courage and walked into the pharmacy.

He is a poor and sour scholar. He spent a decade in the light of his fame and fortune. In the past ten years, his mother did not wait until his scenery to take the top prize, and he was seriously ill.

At this time, the scholar discovered that he could not do anything other than reading. Now he has no money for his mother to seek medical treatment.

However, for the mother's body, he finally put down his dignity and walked into the pharmacy with a cheeky face, but the result was a headache.

He was eventually driven out of the pharmacy and looked at the people on the street, but no one had cast a sympathetic look at him.

In the end, he could only sigh with incompetence, and the world was cold, and he went home to cut his wrist and cut his veins to feed his mother with his own blood.

However, just that night, his mother still left!

That night, the wind and rain, the lightning and thunder, the young people crying in the storm, yelling at the use of books, how to use books, I can not even save my loved ones!

He personally digs the pit, buried his mother, and stayed in front of his mother's grave for three days and three. On the fourth day of the dawn, he got up and set fire to all the books and houses, and turned and resolutely left.

From then on, he gave up his fame and fortune, and he was a doctor. After a few years, he became a famous Langzhong in the city.

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It was a magnificent palace, a white-haired old man lying on the couch, dressed in a robes, apparently an emperor with supreme rights.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly stunned, his eyes were very scattered, he had no focus, his breathing was intermittent, and he looked very short and hurried, obviously it was already when the deadline was reached.

At the moment, his dragon bed was numb with countless people, including prostitutes, scorpions, and several princes.

The dragon was very quiet before, but the whole air was very depressing, as if it were to solidify.

Because it seems calm here, in fact, there are endless dangers in the dark, and the digital emperors are staring at the old man on the dragon couch.

It was their father. At this moment, their father was about to drive back, but in their eyes they could not see a trace of grief, but a desire for red fruit.

It is a desire for rights, a kind of imperial power to the throne, and a yearning for the supreme throne.

Here, there is no human feelings, only the right and the fight!

Although there are so many people waiting for him, the old man on the dragon couch does not mean to speak. Instead, he constantly remembers his youthful years and recalls his career as a horse in the South.

At this moment, a child who was only nine years old suddenly rushed to the front of the dragon couch. He looked at the old man with sorrow and sorrow, and his voice kept whispering in his mouth.

It was a pair of clear eyes, without any calculations and ambitions. When I saw this nine-year-old child, the old man finally began to have focus, but his breathing became more and more urgent.

He knew that outside the palace wall, the cold light had already been ambushed. As long as his eyes were closed, the palace would be a knife.

However, now he is laughing, he smiled very calmly, then he said: "Hum, a lifetime, killing is too heavy, the child is kind, I hope to help me resolve my murderous too heavy !"

In the end, the old man died, and the childhood became the new emperor. He ruled the world with filial piety, and Guotai Min'an became a generation of Mingjun!

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It was a side of the old bridge, a sly old man, riding a thin horse, slowly walking through the ancient bridge in the sunset.

He had a dilapidated wine gourd hanging from his waist. From time to time, he grabbed the hip flask and took a drink from his head.

He was slightly drunk, and the beard would inevitably stick a few drops of wine in the jug, mixed with some dust on the beard, and it looked slimy, making his image look really a The ultimate embarrassment.

The sunset drove his figure more and more elongated, making the skinny horse look like a crumbling feeling.

The smoke in the village is scattered in the evening breeze, and it seems that there are some smells that can be far away from the farmer's home.

There are a few daring children in the village. Recently, they are playing around with such awkward old people. They laugh at the horses and they don’t ride. The most funny thing is that his jug is still worn.

However, this old man does not seem to be a stranger who has just arrived. He has been in this village for almost a year. Although he usually does not communicate with the villagers on a regular basis, it will take a long time and everyone will be familiar with it.

At this time, his old man suddenly hit a wine cellar, and the whole person seemed to be awake. When he saw the children, he was not too big to tease him, but he also mischievously thrown stones at him. He suddenly showed his mouth full of yellow teeth and made a face to the children.

Don't even say that his image, in this sunset, is really ugly than ghosts, and suddenly scared a bunch of children screaming and running away.

The villagers listened, but the children screamed in panic, and immediately ran out, and after understanding the cause of the matter, they suddenly yelled at the old man.

In the end, someone even sighed, your hip flask is obviously not bottom, you sipping a screaming day and night, there is no wine in it, you are drunk!

The old man’s brow wrinkled, not angry and laughing, and suddenly asked: “Why, who can’t drink without drinking?”

Then his villager was asked by him, and he didn’t know how to answer him. But after a while, he came to the ground and said a channel: "Hey, the bottomless jug is naturally without wine. If you don't have wine, you can't drink alcohol. You are a strange person. How can you ask such a strange question?

Under the circumstances of this day, everything does not have to conform to nature, and conform to the law. If you violate the law, you will naturally not be established. Therefore, you are naturally drinking fake wine, which is drunk! ”

The villagers seem to feel that they are talking nonsensely, and they are quite uncommon. They suddenly have a strong point of strength, and they are quite proud of watching the old man, waiting to see him. How to speak at times.

But this time, the old man did not even look at the village, but thought hard. After a while, his frowning brow suddenly appeared, and he said to himself: "I am wearing this jug. I can also drink alcohol. This is no longer within this rule. It turns out that I am already outside the heavens, but I have always been bound by my heart!"

The villagers really couldn’t understand the old man, thinking that he was crazy, and he was about to open his mouth again and, with other villagers present, drove the madman out of the village.

But who knows this time, the old man suddenly stood up, and the whole person's face changed rapidly. After a while, he was already a very handsome young man.

This scene saw everyone stunned, but the young man was calmly facing the village man and bowed his hand: "Thank you for the big brother's point, let me finally understand the heavens..."

After that, the young man was volleyed, turning a Changhong straight to nothingness, leaving a group of petrified villagers, until a long time passed, only someone exclaimed: "Every day..., God... god... ..."

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And such a picture, there are countless on the spherical light curtain formed by the blade, the picture is too realistic, although the words are long, but the life in each picture can be extremely short. In the time of the day, let the demon soul understand, real.

And in the past, when the demon soul respected, seeing the old man in the picture, and surely turned a young man, he finally could not help but exclaimed: "That that ... turned out to be the master... ..."

Because the young man who was old-fashioned, this time it turned out to be a nine-point **** with Lei Yang, and let the magic soul Tianzun confirm it.

At this time, he finally couldn’t help but say: "This is the reincarnation of the world. No, this is not only the reincarnation of the world. It is a thousand... no, this should be... the reincarnation of the world is only...!!! !"

(To be continued)

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