Chapter 249: When in doubt, you can ask about your past life

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After Li Che left for a long time, Yuan Kun woke up from his lethargy. He shook his head, only to feel that his head was groggy and very uncomfortable.

"Why am I lying here? Am I not polishing the battle body?"

Standing up from the ground, looking at the familiar environment around him, he had not yet fully woken up from his drowsiness.

In the next second, a strange and huge flow of memory information flooded into his mind, crazily impacting his thinking nerves, causing Yuan Kun to freeze in place.

It took a while for Yuan Kun to absorb the sudden surge of memory information, his face filled with astonishment, exclamation, and disbelief.

"I'm back from rebirth!"

Staring blankly at the sky, Yuan Kun couldn't accept the reality that he was a "reborn person" for a moment.

I was originally dead, but I was reborn in this era. The reason why I fell asleep just now was because I was awakening the memory of my previous life?
This sudden information was too confusing and unreal, it was incredible, he needed time to accept this almost dreamlike memory.

He read the unfamiliar memory information over and over again, his face was excited and angry at times, like a drama master proficient in face-changing stunts, the rapid changes in his face were breathtaking.

"How could our witch clan decline? This is not true, it is not true."

After reading deeply to understand the memories Li Che instilled in him, Yuan Kun's mind suddenly collapsed.

After all, he is a young man with too little experience, and it is difficult to maintain a stable mood when encountering some big problems.

His eyes revealed deep despair and anger, he did not want to believe that the memories left to him from his previous life would be true.

The prehistoric future is very unfriendly to the Wu Clan, full of endless despair, with no glimmer of hope in sight.

Instigated by many great supernatural beings and sages, the conflict between the two clans of liches intensified, and the fighting continued;

Xu Shi realized that the future of the Wu clan was worrying, so Tu Tuzu Wu volunteered to sacrifice himself and incarnate in reincarnation, leaving a way out for the Wu clan;
The Western Saint Zhunti plotted against the ten princes of the Demon Clan, the Golden Crow, and used the art of delusion to deceive the ten princes of the Golden Crow. As a result, countless creatures were burned to death in the sky on the tenth day. Kuafu, one of the most powerful witches in the Wu Clan, chased the sun and died. ;

In order to avenge the fall of his friend Kuafu, Dayi, who was on par with Xing Tian, ​​drew his bow and shot at the Golden Crow, and shot the arrow with the highest heart. In the end, only one of the ten princes of the Golden Crow remained;
The fall of Kuafu, one of the most powerful witches of the witch clan, and nine out of ten princes of the Jinwu clan of the monster clan, completely intensified the hatred between the two clans;
Although the top leaders of the two tribes knew that someone was behind the increasingly intensified conflicts between the two tribes, the hatred between the two tribes at that time had reached an unending level, and only a fight to the death could resolve the conflict.

The final battle between the two clans of liches ended in a loss for both. The clansmen were killed and injured countless times. The demon emperor and ancestor witches all fell, and all the hegemony turned into a dream;
Due to the war between the two Lich clans, the prehistoric era was devastated, and the ancestor of water, Wu Gonggong, even stormed Mount Buzhou in anger. As a result, the two Lich clans were suppressed by all forces, and the lives of the two Lich clans became increasingly difficult in the years to come;

The Wu Clan is trapped in the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the north. They are monitored by all forces and cannot wander freely in the wilderness. The Monster Clan is slightly better than the Wu Clan, but not much better. Most of the strong men of the Monster Clan are destined to be mounts.
In his previous life, Yuan Kun was a small witch from the Wu clan. He had been living in the Northern Hundred Thousand Mountains since he was born. He was trapped in that barren land all his life, and he had never really seen the splendor of the prehistoric.

It was not until the Great Catastrophe of the Gods that all the saints fought, and the world collapsed. Unfortunately, his previous life was affected and he died. Only then was he reborn and returned to the ancient world, and awakened the memory of his previous life.

Looking back at the memories of his past life as if watching a movie, Yuan Kun couldn't help but shed tears of blood. His heart was filled with grief and anger, and he was burning with hatred.

If he hadn't awakened the memory of his previous life, he would never have imagined that the future of the Wu Clan would be so miserable and hopeless.

The Lich War, the fall of the ancestral witch, and his dominance was in vain. He was also trapped in the Shiwan Mountain like a prisoner by all forces in the ancient world, with no freedom for the rest of his life.
Wu Clan, how could they be treated like this!
He hates, hates saints, hates people with great supernatural powers, hates all those who plot against the Wu Clan. The Wu Clan is descended from the blood of Pan Gu, the great god, and they shouldn't have such a hopeless future.

But even though he was filled with hatred and burning with hatred, it was difficult for him to make changes. He was just a little witch, and he couldn't do anything to those superior supernatural beings and saints.

"A saint, a person with great supernatural powers."

His eyes were full of hatred, and his face was ferocious and ferocious, but perhaps because of his "rebirth", his thinking remained calm, knowing that hatred could not solve the problem, and strong strength was needed to support it.

Hatred without the support of strength is ultimately like the moon in the water or the flower in the mirror. It is extremely illusory and cannot have any effect.

Strength is the foundation of everything. When he saw his previous life being bombarded by the saints in the aftermath of the chaos, he realized that without absolute strength, he could not even save his life, so how could he seek revenge.

"I must rise as fast as possible and try my best to prevent the decline of the Wu clan."

Looking at Buzhou Mountain standing majestically between heaven and earth in the distance, that is the holy mountain believed by the Wu Clan, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he secretly swore in his heart that he would always guard the Wu Clan like Buzhou Mountain.

"Awakening the memory of the past life, and knowing the future historical direction, I will never sit back and watch the regrets of the past happen again. My Wu clan is a descendant of Pangu's blood, and I should stand on the top of the prehistoric peoples."

Maybe it's nature, as long as they are reborn, they have great ambitions to reverse the trend of history and restore the regrets they once regretted, and Yuan Kun, a man-made reborn, is no exception.

At the same time, reborn people also have a natural, mysterious self-confidence that seems to be engraved deep in their souls, and they firmly believe that they can rise and change the future.

"Should I tell the ancestor witches what happened in the future?"

His heart gradually calmed down, and Yuan Kun immediately fell into deep thought.

Telling the twelve ancestor witches about the future and reminding the twelve ancestor witches to take countermeasures in advance is undoubtedly the best way to deal with it, but after thinking about it carefully, he denied this idea.

"When the time is right, find a chance to tell the ancestor witches!"

Suddenly told the Twelve Ancestral Witches that the witch clan will be miserable and hopeless in the future, will the Twelve Ancestral Witches believe it?
He, a little witch who has not even reached the realm of Taiyi, can have the ability to peek into the future?
And with his current status, he is not qualified to go to Pangu Palace to meet the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are very busy. Unless they are great witches, they cannot see the Twelve Ancestral Witches. He is a small mysterious witch who usually cannot see the face of the great witches, let alone the Twelve Ancestral Witches who are in charge of the entire witch clan.

"Ha, the top priority should be to improve my strength. As long as my strength becomes stronger, I can restore the regret of the Wu Clan and end the decline of the Wu Clan."

Smiling wryly and adjusting his mentality, Yuan Kun began to think about how to go next.

Although the innate bloodline of his body is not too bad, it is not the talent of Tianjiao and evildoers. If he wants to become stronger in a short period of time, he needs to adopt an extraordinary method.

If it was the past, he would have been helpless, but now it is different. He has awakened the memory of his previous life, and he can just find what he needs from the memory of his previous life.

The era of his previous life was countless years away from the present, and he knew many supernatural powers and mysteries that had not yet appeared in this era, and one of them was always suitable for him.

If you are really indecisive, you can ask about your past life!

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