Chapter 81 New Identity
There was a smell of rice, the old man was cooking something on the stove next to him, and the young man was squatting beside the stove adding firewood to it.

The dark red tongue of fire in the stove gently licks the firewood, turning into wisps of blue smoke and floating up. After the firewood is burned, the unique pyrotechnic gas is gently dispersed, mixed with the smell of rice and permeated in the thatched cottage. It is not a very good feeling. The smell made Chen Nan feel at ease.

A little bit of candlelight filled the hut with gentle and warm colors. Chen Nan picked up the bowl of porridge that the old man handed him, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

After dinner, the old man and Xuan Gen went back to their rooms to rest, while Chen Nan was lying on the armchair full of thoughts.In the memory of the past, it seems that it was only yesterday, but it is unthinkable that now it is ten thousand years later.

Resurrection from death has always been a miracle that only existed in myths and legends, but now it happened to him. If it spread out, it would be such a blessing, but he didn't feel any joy.

Ten thousand years ago, although he had a prominent family background, he was mediocre and mediocre. Living in such a circle, he was under too much pressure and suffered from pain all the time.He was already tired of that kind of life, and if he hadn't let go of the care in his heart, death might not be a relief for him.

As luck would have it, he actually came back to life after ten thousand years. Although he got rid of the heavy pressure on his body, everything changed. The vicissitudes of life, relatives and friends have already returned to the ghosts, and he is the only one in the world.

Chen Nan only felt extremely bitter, and all kinds of feelings rushed into his heart, but he was helpless.

The tears of the candle dried up, the last spark flashed, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The stars were shining outside the window, and the night was extraordinarily quiet, but Chen Nan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He forced himself to calm down, posed on the bed with five hearts turned to the sky, and performed the family-handed profound kung fu. He wanted to see if his kung fu was still there after ten thousand years had passed.

After ten thousand years have passed, time seems to have stopped ten thousand years ago, his skill has not changed at all, but with the operation of the family's profound art, he can feel the long-silent true energy flowing in his body like a trickle. move.

"The aura here is so strong!"

Chen Nan's senses immediately became sharp due to the deliberate operation of the profound arts. He felt that the aura here was very rich and extremely active, which was no worse than any holy place of practice he knew. If you have practiced outside for a few days, if you practice here, you will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

"Oh, what a pity..."

Chen Nan was stunned. He thought of his own situation. Once upon a time, he was known as the young Tianjiao. At a young age, he practiced his family's Xuangong to the second level. He was unmatched among the younger generation. Unfortunately, for some reason, he once Sangong, the realm slipped, and the practice was hindered. I didn't figure out the reason until I died.

"Why did God leave me, a useless person, to continue my mediocre life?"

In the end, Chen Nan picked up his lost feelings. He knew that there were some things that he had no choice but to move forward step by step, so he took advantage of the aura of this place to nourish the meridians step by step and consolidate the foundation.

While performing exercises and meditating, he faintly heard bursts of dull mournful roars coming from the direction of the cemetery, which was creepy.

Are there so many beasts here?Wouldn't the old man and boy guarding the grave be in danger?
Chen Nan thought subconsciously, but the faint pain in the back of his head came again, pulling him back to reality.

Although his realm has fallen, his family education and vision are still there.Naturally, it can be seen that the young man's body is empty and he has never practiced, but this young man who has never practiced can knock him unconscious with a shovel.It is true that there was a reason why he lost his mind for a while when he was resurrected from the dead, but it cannot be denied that that young man was indeed very talented, and he was able to take his former man back to life with physical strength alone. The young master fainted.

"It shouldn't be, is it because of some ancient blood?"

Chen Nan was not worried about the blow he suffered, and he was not a stingy person, but a warrior was knocked down with a shovel by an ordinary person.
Especially when Chen Nan thought of his father who was invincible all over the world, he had already become a joke because of San Gong, but now this happened again, Chen Nan couldn't help thinking about whether he was ashamed of a warrior.

"Oh, father and mother, I have discredited you again, I hope you are in heaven, don't be angry!"

Not to mention Chen Nan's doubtful life when he was shot by that shovel, at this moment the old grave guard had already entered the cemetery of gods and demons, holding a flower basket in his hand, which was filled with fragrant snow maple flowers.Along the way, there are scenes of gods and demons dancing wildly, and the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling.

However, the old man who guarded the tomb turned a blind eye to those ominous phantoms and phantoms of demons, and came all the way to the "former residence" where Chen Nan had been sleeping for thousands of years.

It was a small, low grave. The few mounds left had completely collapsed and almost disappeared, only slightly protruding from the ground.

There seemed to be a gleam of light flashing in the turbid eyes of the old grave guard.

He looked towards the two thatched huts and couldn't help saying, "This is the second one..."

"The gods are dead, the demons are extinct...the sky is broken, the earth is crumbling...it's another era, I don't know what will happen in the future!"

After sighing this sentence, he returned to his old-fashioned appearance and walked over tremblingly.

"Hey! Who told you that you don't have a tombstone? I'm afraid you will disappear from the memory of the world in the future. That's good too. It's less glorious and more plain, clean and free from people's disturbance. Where did you come from? where to go."

The old man who guarded the tomb seemed to have something to say, and after he finished speaking, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands, and carefully scattered the raised floating soil elsewhere. The small grave disappeared, in the true sense, including the preservation of it. The aura dissipated, and only a dozen or so petals floated down from the air, leaving bursts of fragrance.

"The curtain is about to open. The new Zhantian War is in the final stages of preparation, waiting for the right time to erupt. It is also appropriate to wake up at this time!"

In the thatched hut adjacent to Chen Nan, the boy also had not slept peacefully, under the hair that shone like flames, and on the icy face, there was a sense of anticipation.

He is Xuan Gen, but he is only Xuan Gen in the God's Tomb World, because he was reincarnated into this world based on a ray of divine will and a drop of original hard work that Xuan Gen differentiated.

The world of the tomb of the gods is different from the world of longevity and the world of shrouding the sky. Everything in this world is firmly controlled by the supreme way of heaven, which suppresses the entire world very strongly, so it has a strong control over the creatures in this world.

The way of heaven here is also different from other worlds. It is just an ethereal concept without subjectivity. The way of heaven in the tomb world has given birth to a complete spiritual wisdom, and it is infected by the darkness of all beings. From time to time, it is necessary to harvest the world to give back to itself , make yourself stronger.

Xuan Gen has the stone plates of the heavens. Traveling through this world can naturally shield the prying eyes of the Dao of Heaven, but he travels through different worlds to experience the systems and civilizations of different worlds, to absorb the sparks of collisions between different systems, and to understand the evolution of different worlds. Turned into food.

The practice system of this world, the method of opening up the inner world is exactly what Xuan Gen needs, so he came here with a distraction, ready to step into the practice from scratch, go deep into this system, and feel the magical effect of the tomb method .

(End of this chapter)

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