After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 243 Past life deviation
After the lunch break, everyone returned to the stands one after another.

As soon as Tang Ling sat down, he squinted his eyes because of the noon sunlight, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"I didn't expect that the perennially damp and cold Xuwu Mountain would have such dazzling sunlight."

"It's because the forbidden area is about to be opened." Song Nan said, "When the forbidden area is about to be opened, the fluctuation of spiritual energy will dispel some of the fog. And today the weather outside is good, so there is such sunlight."

"No wonder, it's so comfortable." Tang Ling tilted his head back with a satisfied expression on his face.

This expression was too much like a cat, which brought back Song Nan's not-so-good memories, and he couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

"Yes, it would be great if there was such good sunshine every day." Seeing Tang Ling happy, Fu Qingcheng was also happy from the bottom of his heart.

It’s so nice to be with such beautiful weather, such a peaceful day, and such nice people.

In sharp contrast to the two of them was Nangong Xun, who had already opened an umbrella.

Unlike ordinary people, as a ghost cultivator, he hates sunlight.

Is the daylight good?
Wei Zhiming raised his head somewhat slowly.

Accompanying Nangong Xun for the past year always led him to the darkest places. For some reason, it always reminded him of his life in the Forgotten Village.

Although it was sunny there, it felt dark and depressing.

There was a time in the past when he could not distinguish the difference between the outside world and the Forgotten Village.

Because there is greed, selfishness, and unwarranted anger in the world outside too.

But later, he slowly discovered that it was still different.

And there are many differences.

Just like people like Tang Ling, people like Nangong Xun... he can only meet them in the outside world.

Meet these people with different personalities and wonderful experiences.

He also wanted to experience it, and didn't want to be like the people in the Forgotten Village, living in stagnation day after day.

Moreover, such good sunlight can only be discovered when you are with warm people.

His eyes reflected the sunlight filtering through the treetops above his head, fragmented and mottled, full of vitality.

Well, it's nice daylight.

"By the way, senior brother, are you here to take a look at the forbidden area?" Tang Ling turned to Song Nan and asked.

Xuwu Mountain had already cast a spell to set up images of the forbidden area above the stands, so that people in the stands could see the performance of the disciples taking the test in the forbidden area from where they were without having to move.

Moreover, Xuwu Mountain also stated that if any disciple finds a treasure in the forbidden area, the treasure can be handed over to Xuwu Mountain voluntarily. If the disciple is unwilling to hand it over, the treasure can be kept by the disciple.

As a result, there is an endless stream of people coming to become disciples.

"That's part of the reason." After saying this, Song Nan changed to voice transmission and said something that stunned Tang Ling.

"Another reason is that this Xuwu Mountain did not exist in the previous life."

Tang Ling was stunned, and quickly restrained his expression, and sent a message back to ask.

"It doesn't exist? How can such a huge mountain, once famous in the three realms, not exist?"

"It is well-known in the three realms." Song Nan said, "but it only existed in rumors in the past life."

"It's this life. Is there anything different?" Tang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

At first glance, I thought this mountain appeared out of thin air. Doesn't that mean the entire history of the previous life is different from the present?

Now it seems that it existed in the previous life, but it did not exist in the era in which Song Nan lived.

Tang Ling suddenly remembered what happened in Meng San’s memory. She turned her head sharply and saw the same suspicious look in Song Nan’s eyes.

"Could it be that Meng San destroyed Xuwu Mountain in the previous life?" She said uncertainly through voice transmission, "But he didn't in this life."

What is different in this life?

She recalled carefully.

After learning that the ugly princess was dead and Ji Lian was going to be executed, it was indeed angry and wanted to destroy Xuwu Mountain.

Why didn’t this happen later?

Tang Ling remembered that when Meng San was about to take action, there was a voice trying to dissuade him.

"Meng San, stop it. There are innocent students here who didn't frame the ugly princess."

"It takes courage to stand up. You can't ask everyone to be willing to take the risk of violating the mountain rules for the ugly princess!" It was Ji Wuchan.

Tang Ling sent a message to Song Nan.

Song Nan also nodded.

At that time, in Meng San's memory recall, he was in the perspective of Ji Ji Wu Chan and felt everything personally.

He also felt that the fact that he could still maintain roots in Xuwu Mountain in this life had a lot to do with Ji Ji Wu Chan.

But this way, new problems arise.

In this life, Ji Wuchan was able to stop Meng San from killing everyone in Xuwu Mountain through persuasion, so why wasn't he able to do that in his previous life?

There are several possibilities. Either Meng San's state of mind in his previous life was different from now, and he was unable to listen to the advice.

Either what Ji Wuchan said in his previous life was different from what he said in this life, which is why he was unable to persuade him.

There is another possibility, that is, there has never been a Buddhist practitioner like Ji Wuchan in Xuwu Mountain in the previous life.

Was there such a person in the previous life?

Such a powerful leader, why haven't we heard any rumors about him even after Xuwu Mountain was destroyed?

However, this is still true in today's world, so it is still difficult to establish.

In any case, since Song Nan was reborn, the only huge deviation in the geographical structure of the six continents in his memory is this inexplicably appearing Xuwu Mountain.

So he had to come and find out.

The Black King of Hell Yan Liang, who was with him, had the same intention.

Because he found here a person who was unlikely to exist.

"Someone who cannot possibly exist?" Hearing this, Tang Ling was a little confused.

"That's right." Song Nan continued to transmit, "He said he met his former comrade-in-arms."

Comrades in arms.

"So, is it true that the rumor says that Black King of Hell is a subordinate of the fallen war god from the upper realm?" Tang Ling asked in a voice transmission.

Song Nan nodded, "That should be the case."

Although Yan Liang did not say it directly, after so many years of getting along with him, he had a general understanding of the Black King of Hell.

Many things are left unsaid.

Even if they didn't say it, he could guess it.

"He said that comrade had died, and he was shocked to see him again now."

"Maybe they just look alike?" Tang Ling asked.

"I said that too." Song Nan said, "But he said that he smelled the same smell as that comrade."

Uh...dog nose?
After so many years...

Tang Ling suppressed the complaints in his heart and sent another voice message, "What about the descendants? Could it be descendants?"

Song Nan nodded, "Yan Liang was also suspicious. He knew that the comrade had several children in the human world, but in that environment, they should have died long ago. That's why he was suspicious and followed that person here."

"You mean, the person who is suspected to be the descendant of a comrade-in-arms came to Xuwu Mountain today?" Something suddenly flashed through Tang Ling's mind.

"That's right." Song Nan transmitted his voice, "He came to participate in the disciple recruitment conference as a mortal without any magical power."

How could a mortal without any magical power be the child of his comrade?

If he were really a mortal, he would not live past a hundred years!
"It's the white-haired boy..." Tang Ling remembered and asked, "Yan Liang is the white-haired boy, the child of the comrade, the skinny child standing in front of him?"

Song Nan couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He had long ago advised Yan Liang to turn his white hair black, but unfortunately this guy was not very happy about it.

Tang Ling on the side was a little surprised.

There are really many hidden talents in this disciple-recruiting conference in Xuwu Mountain!

Just as I was surprised, a burst of colorful light flashed by.

The door to the forbidden area opened.