The Spirit World

Chapter 626: Reincarnation Chapter Program Ends and Death

【Heroes always move forward courageously. 】

[King of heaven... did you hear me? My voice! ]

[My voice that shakes the heavens! ]

Once upon a time...

I've always wanted to tell you this story, but I never had the chance, and I'm really sorry.

It was a mountain that was admired by everyone, and the owner of this mountain was concentrating on practicing his own skills.

"The universe is vast, and if the mortal world is bitter, it will all become dust. All things in the universe coexist with me. The spirit of the universe is always with me, and the heart of the universe is mine."

On this mountain top, there is only one person who looks down upon everything in the world.

Her hair is wrapped in silk and clouds, her eyebrows are embroidered and beautiful, she has long collar and cloud sleeves, and she is dressed in white and has powdered black makeup. She is like a phoenix or a dragon. Every time she speaks from her embroidered mouth, a sound of clear air comes out. She is surrounded by clouds and mist, like a dream.

As the sun rose from the east, her eyes became brighter and brighter, burning red and dyeing the frosty sky.

This kind of pride is unique in the world, and only she can do it.

"Yinglan! I finally found you..."

But there is only one person who is not afraid of this arrogance...

He has long hair, a full smile, bright eyes and dark teeth, and he is naturally relaxed and generous. He is dressed in a brocade of white clouds, with plum blossoms growing in clusters in the woods, set against a black background. His demeanor is as calm as an immortal. Sometimes he holds his long hair with his hands and shakes it lightly, and sometimes he lowers his eyes and thinks, looking at him with pity.

"Yinglan, do you want something to eat? I picked a lot..." He laughed happily, picked up the basket, hung it on his arm like a child, and walked towards her.

"Sir, why do you call Yinglan so affectionately?" Yinglan stood sideways and looked at the rising sun. Her figure could not be described as strong, but her back was straight, and she looked masculine.

"I have never met you, sir."

Yinglan glanced at the man and saw that he was smiling, but turned away.

"Hey... Yinglan, how can you be so polite? I saw you yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, and a month ago. You are a chivalrous woman who saved the people. People say you are a living immortal. I brought some fruits to see the immortal, not to express my gratitude..."

The man seemed to be acting like a spoiled child. He leaned against Yinglan and began to circle around her. He looked Yinglan up and down, and Yinglan also looked him up and down.

The jade pendant on the man's waist was dazzling and eye-catching.

"You are a disciple of Bailingshan. How can you disturb a weak woman here?" Yinglan snorted and stood still, facing the sunlight, her whole face bathed in the white sunlight.

"Weak girl, Yinglan, you are a unique genius in this world. If you call yourself weak, I really don't know how to reason with so many practitioners in the world." The man smiled wickedly, holding a basket filled with various fruits and standing next to Yinglan, looking at Yinglan unsteadily as if he wanted to find out where Yinglan was looking...

The rising sun is like a baby, shining brightly in Yinglan's eyes, as dazzling as stars.

He looked at the sunlight, thinking it would be blinding, but it actually made his body feel warm and comfortable. He suddenly let out a cry and began to open his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the sun, and laughed excitedly: "Ah... What a beautiful sun... Isn't it?"

He turned around and looked at Yinglan, who was stunned for a second by his exclamation, and then laughed happily again.

"Just listen to me and come to Bailing Mountain to teach my disciples. Compared with the practice of becoming an immortal or a god, Bailing Mountain is perfect. Why bother to become an immortal when you can enjoy such happiness in the world..."

He had been bothering her over and over again because of this matter.

"Don't talk about this again..." Yinglan looked sternly at the man who had only half turned around and smiled: "I respect you, but I didn't expect you to disturb my peace time and time again. If you talk about this again, I will drive you down the mountain."

"Immortal Yinglan... have you ever heard of this ancient song?" The man took out a grape that had already been washed from the basket, put it in his mouth, and slowly tasted it.

Yinglan naturally wouldn't answer him, so he continued talking to himself.

"Ten thousand palaces in heaven are not as good as two piles of yellow earth on the ground."

He began to stand up, and slowly sat down at his feet. He looked at the sun very seriously. The sun above the clouds was ethereal and invisible. Although it seemed within reach, it was always out of reach. The sun and the moon here... were like the end of night and the dawn.

"If there were young heroes like you, Yinglan, to teach at Bailing Mountain, they would definitely be radiant and excited, and wouldn't even be able to hold their swords steadily." He patted the grass beside him with his right hand twice, motioning Yinglan to sit down.

Yinglan frowned and stood behind him.

Looking at that position with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't know what my ancestors were thinking to create such a special fairy mountain to help ordinary people practice... You know, the Ning family is one of the five major families in the empire... Even if they didn't help people practice and didn't open this fairy mountain, they would still be revered by thousands of people."

He seemed to be complaining. Yinglan slowly turned around and was about to leave, but the man next to her grabbed her ankle with his big hand and prevented her from leaving.

"I would wonder why my family has worked so hard for generations to support this immortal mountain that does not seek immortality... I have been looking for the answer, and I have been running around to find a qualified mentor for Bai Lingshan..."

Yinglan wanted to lift her feet, but he held her tightly. This unreasonable behavior made her a little angry.

"If you want to complain to me and use torture to trick me, that's impossible. Not to mention how my master would agree to me teaching the skills to those ordinary people, even if you are willing to teach them, they will definitely not be able to learn it."

When Yinglan tried to lift her foot again, her skirt was pulled. She thought her skirt was about to slip off and she actually became annoyed.

"You are a son of a noble family! How could you do such a vulgar and unreasonable thing! You even touched a woman's ankle!"

"Even if you call me unreasonable and shameless, I will take you to Bailing Mountain today." The man turned his handsome face to the side, his expression was solemn, with a bit of majesty, and unique seriousness.

"Please think about it... My dear Miss Yinglan, if your skills can be taught to the disciples of Bailing Mountain, how many children with special skills will walk in this world..."

“Although most of them are ordinary people, they are definitely not vicious people.”

"In this world, they will surely shine like you and become good children with good hearts."

"They more or less want to protect their own justice, but they don't have enough power. They come to Bailing Mountain to practice, not to become immortals, but to work hard for everything they love, want and hope for."

"How can I let their wishes go unfulfilled..."

He spoke a lot in a disjointed manner... Perhaps because of his own identity, everything he was thinking about was paused, as he was thinking about what he could say and what he could not say.

"Their desire has nothing to do with me..." Yinglan said with unique pride: "I am about to reach the realm of immortality. I have nothing to do with worldly affairs, and naturally I have nothing to do with mortals. You came today, yesterday, and every day, disturbing me, and you even want to use my master's secret skills to tell the world. This is intolerable!"

Yinglan drew out his sword, a white light flashed from his waist, and the sword stopped beside his neck.

"As for me... I am good only to you..." He smiled, looking at the dazzling sunlight and the tingling breeze.

"If it were anyone else, I would tie them up first, but for you, I really want to take you to Bailing Mountain..."

Yinglan was really furious when she heard what this evil-minded man said. She shouted and was about to put the sword on his shoulder and cut him down. Although she stopped, she didn't know that this man was very powerful. He broke the dazzling white sword with just a bang.

"I am not attracted by your skills, but by you as a person... The common people in this mountain have all seen and heard of you, and they all praise you, never saying anything bad. In my eyes and ears, everything about you is like the spring scenery in a garden, which is pleasing to the heart."

"I want to meet you and see if it is true that the people down there call you an immortal and praise you so highly."

"A beauty from heaven, like a beautiful jade entering the mortal world... Heaven and earth sigh, how could there be such a kind-hearted person..."

"I originally wanted to take you back to Bailing Mountain... but now, I am a little hesitant..."

She listened to his strange words...she didn't know where to start and where to end...

Which one has no reason... Which one has no basis...

Which one is sincere and which one is genuine.

But the sky is also bleak, and the wind is hopeless...

She didn't know what to do... She held the knife at the ready and stood there... just waiting for the wind to blow gently...

She learned the answer from the wind...

She didn't know that his bloodline could foresee the future, but she would find out later...

Because everything about him was no longer simply unreasonable and angry.

I was thinking...how should I face their first meeting...

They are so important in my life...their meeting and knowing each other are so...ordinary...and extraordinary...

Hello! Chang Yinglan! Are you listening?

Hey! Chang Yinglan! Your son! How miserable!

Hey! Chang Yinglan! Where are you?

I never know the answer... and I never hear your response...

Can you bear it? Your child...

Doesn't your heart bleed?
Your child...

Is your heart made of iron?
Your child...

Then I need your presence...

Your child wants to see you so much...

Life... death... so painful... Xian'er is disturbed by her seven emotions and six desires...

"I want!"

Her red dress was like a beautiful jade that had been polished and polished in this world...

She looks so much like you...

what……

She looks so much like you!

She looks so much like you!

She looks so much like you...

I can’t bear it…

"Kill to the sky!"

She said these words with absolute certainty, which almost cost her life...

Kill to the sky...

What a horrible thought…

Where to kill?

In the sky... in the sky...

Where is the sky?

I almost forgot where the sky is...

do you know?

Is there still heaven in this world?

No more...

Maybe... no more...

There is another person who is extremely important in my world...

There is another person who is extremely important in my world!
That's... my only friend...

Ah... I'm so sad... I thought I could remember more things... It turns out that I can't control my own memory anymore...

Am I really old? Can gods also grow old? Could Lu Zhongxing be like me, too old to move?

Is my power really getting weaker little by little? That's really sad...

If we all die... who will protect this world? How can young mortals... fight them...

There is clearly no time left until [they] awaken...

If [they] really woke up at that moment, we would have no choice but to destroy this world...

Although I cannot think this way, no matter how hard the survivors resist, they will definitely not be a match for [them]...

There are so many unknowns in this world... so many unforgivable things... even this time, I know what to do...

Yilongzhi, where are you...

Yilongzhi, I really need your help now...

How did you manage to live so freely and comfortably after traveling around the world?

You watch people die every day... you watch life being born every day, and you use your stupid brain to think of strategies every day. Have you come up with any good strategies?
"Lu Xinzhai... cough cough cough..." I slowly lay down and stopped sitting.

I need a long rest...

A long rest...

Rest until the end of time...

"what happened?"

Lu Xinzhai was beside me, holding my back and letting me lie down slowly.

My back felt like the whole bone was stiff and hot... It didn't make any lumps or sounds, but it was bleeding...

"I don't have much time left..." I sighed... and then laughed: "It's great... I'm finally... going to die..."

I lay flat, shifting my position, under the tree. Everything about me seemed to be included under these soft flowers...

"How can this tree live so long..." I looked at its branches that looked like broccoli. Those branches that were still green were so bright and beautiful.

"It lives a long time, doesn't it?" Lu Xinzhai put a piece of cloth on my head. My forehead was so hot with joy...blood was flowing...

Ah... and the feeling of blood flowing... it's so wonderful...

“Ah… You’re still trying to provoke me at this time… Really… cough cough cough… If only he were here… If he hadn’t fallen into the cycle of reincarnation… I wouldn’t have been implicated…”

"But now it's too late... It's been... three thousand years... isn't it?" Lu Xinzhai asked me back...

I really want to throw him aside...

No matter whether he lives or dies...

You guys are so annoying...

I am dying, and you guys are still trying to piss me off one by one...

Those people must be so happy... If I die, they will lose their biggest enemy... their biggest threat... their biggest terror.

what……

Am I really going to die? I'm so sad...

"That's right! Lu Xinzhai!"

I thought of one thing.

"What's wrong? Shadow."

This time he didn't ask a rhetorical question.

"I... still want to live!"

I still want to live...

“This is my wish…”

I don’t know if it can be achieved.

"This damn tree..."

Lived so long...

(End of this chapter)