Thousand year old Chu, the third generation.
Ye Chen is sitting on a small hill with his legs up, holding a pipe and smoking. He seems to be cultivating immortals. His expression is a meaningful and long-term brew of old blood, which is also contained in the cavity.
He didn't run samsara again, not that he couldn't run again, he was tired.
Tired, can not tired? I'm not hurt in the next five days.
Sometimes, ye Da Shao would think that it was mostly because he had done too many evil deeds and shameless things in his last life that he was turned around by reincarnation and was trapped for nearly a thousand years.
Not only he, but also Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang thought so.
These two supreme masters, are from the beginning to the end, is to see ye Dashao with his own eyes, in the reincarnation transfer to and from, not to say that he suffered, just watching, are his mother's tired.
On the dark night, ye Chen a bag of pipe, is finally finished smoking.
I'm going home!
Reflecting the dim moonlight, the tenth emperor of the great Chu rose again.
As samsara moves, there is no one in the night.
When he appeared, he was no longer the third generation, spanning six reincarnations, to the ninth.
This is a country of mortals. He was so muddleheaded that he was lying on the bed. A woman played the piano for him and watched him giggle.
That's Liu Ruyan, the princess of Nanzhao state and the 11th emperor of big Chu.
In a dark night, she used the mortal body to block his extinction.
The bloody pictures, in that night, gathered into an eternal memory.
Thousands of years later, will you still remember a woman named Liu Ruyan.
Sad words, lingering in the past and this life.
Ye Chen's eyes are full of tears. In the samsara, she once again left tears of heartache. Even though she had known history and seen this picture more than once, she still could not hide the pain. She owed her not a life, but an ancient love.
The woman named Liu Ruyan will never forget.
When the wind blows, the eight samsara marks appear together.
This time, it turned out that samsara ran on its own and suddenly disappeared.
Or the ninth.
There is a woman sitting on the back of qingluan in the chaotic northern Chu state. Her face is pale and bloodless, her face is sad and beautiful, and her eyes are filled with water mist.
It was Lin's poetry and painting. She gave the emperor the way to the nether world, and called the Dharma wheel king. She signed a life and death contract only to save her elder martial brother, a love root. One night in the back mountain of Hengyue, she had been planted. A warm hand pulled her back from hell to the world.
It's good to die in Ye Chen's arms!
The clever little younger martial sister, who died, is holding on to the elder martial brother's clothes tightly. May we meet again in the next reincarnation and be ye Chen's wife in the next reincarnation.
Ye Chen's tears gushed out of her eyes.
In this scene, the soul has been dead for hundreds of years, turning thousands of times, and dying forever.
Samsara works, he disappears and manifests.
However, the scene seems to be unchanged. It is still the invasion of demons. The sky is dark and the sky is roaring. On the bloody wall of the southern Chu City, a white haired woman who wins the snow is buried in the flowers. She gives a tender smile to him at that time.
That's biyou. He buried all the flowers and pulled the demons to the netherworld.
The next life, goodbye.
This is the last word biyou said to him in the last reincarnation. Dao Huang's daughter was once arrogant, such as the nine cloud fairy. She did not eat the fireworks among people, and did not provoke the dust of the world. However, she revealed her earthly sweetness for a person named Ye Chen.
With tears, reincarnation turns to the extreme, carrying him to disappear.
It's just a day of blood.
Two sad and beautiful women, such as two withered flowers, dissipate a lifetime of fragrance.
It was Shangguan yu'er and Shangguan's cold moon.
In a certain ancient time, they, one for Dan Sheng Ye Chen, and the other for Qin Yu, the God of killing, blocked in front of their lovers at the last moment of life and death.
Ye Chen's face is full of tears, and the bloody pain has made him forget the reincarnation.
The two princesses of Shangguan's family also drifted and drifted again and again in the two reincarnations. That dark night is also an eternal fixed frame, engraved in memory.
Suddenly, samsara runs for the third time without calling.
In the hazy tears, he saw Chu ling'er. With her delicate body, he took the place of her Ye Chen to block the emperor's attack. The gorgeous blood flowered from the northern Chu to the southern Chu. She was plucked out of the rubble by her lover and said the last love words of the time.
Tears, blurred Ye Chen's eyes.
That's his Chu ling'er, with their children in their belly. They will go into the underworld with their mother. The emperor's attack is blocked by her wife and her wife.
Tears of reincarnation, mark and tremble.
It was the ninth generation, or the army of demons like Wang Yang. Reflecting the light of doomsday, Ji ningshuang's back was full of tender smile. Looking at her master Ye Chen, for a moment, she no longer regarded Ye Chen as a master, but her favorite person.The princess among mortals, her life, legend also sad.
The ninth generation seems to have too many stories.
Many stories, make the samsara mark, are reluctant to let him leave.
In front of the burning furnace of alchemy, Luoxi and Xuannu are facing each other, looking back and laughing. It seems that they can see the wall of Southern Chu and the bloody back on the wall from thousands of miles away. They are fighting with demons and fighting like crazy people.
Their jump, sacrifice the spirit of Dan, the achievement of Tianji Dan.
This moment, ye Chen's heart, and suddenly a pain, even more that year, swallow Tian Ji Dan, but saw two beautiful women, with life, to help him achieve the holy body.
Samsara does not understand meaning, and before his tears fall, he turns on his own.
Ye Chen disappears and reappears.
Or that Dan city, a woman stained with blood, blocked in front of the hall, for her lover, strive for breakthrough time, blood fight against demons.
It was Ji ningshuang, the last person to stand in front of him and the last woman to die in his arms.
If there is an afterlife, you may wish me a lifetime of love.
This touching words, in accordance with the ear resounding, accompanied by the ancient tenderness.
Unfortunately, her death did not wait for his promise in the afterlife.
Ye Chen's guilt, attack full of heart, tears.
At that time, he was so cruel that he knew that she wanted to hear that sentence, but he didn't say it, so that a spoony woman, with regret, entered the next reincarnation.
Samsara and turn, is still the ninth generation.
Tianxuanmen, petals scattered, a woman, wearing a bright red wedding dress, step by step on the altar, lying on the side of his lover, smiling at his side eyes.
That's Nanming Yushu, the daughter of xuanhuang.
She was a beautiful woman, but she married her fallen youth to a man named Ye Chen, just to change his life span of three years. Because of the fruit, love and love are bound together.
Ye Chen cried with a smile. Even though he saw this picture more than once in the reincarnation, he still couldn't help reaching out. He wanted to wipe away the tender tears for the bride, and the heartbreaking pain was hard to resist the love of a woman. Those three years were his most precious three years.
A wedding dress, bearing an unforgettable memory.
"It can be found that this samsara transmission is in the ninth generation." Emperor Huang Dan said, "moreover, each time the transmission, the closer it is to the original era."
I understand what he really meant in his first life The Emperor Ming said with a smile, "what you enter is reincarnation, but what you realize is the true feelings of the world. That will be the mark and guide the direction for him."
What he said was quite profound, which Emperor Huang understood.
The two supreme masters look at samsara together.
Several times of transmission, ye Chen came to the end of reincarnation. In the chaos, he was like a statue standing on the long river of the years. He was still in the vicissitudes of the world.
The road of thousand year reincarnation, the eight great samsara.
The so-called love, until now he understood.
He did not fully understand the supreme law, but clearly understood the feeling. Although they were separated by samsara, they did not meet each other, but love ignored this barrier.
This is his real direction.
It's better to bear the life than the Qing.
His murmur, resounding through chaos, resounding through the eight great samsara.
With his eyes closed, the mark of eight samsara appeared again.
I don't know how many times, he suddenly disappeared, to love as a tie, really across reincarnation.