Exalted Emperor

"Could it be that the ancestor Taihuang died four to five hundred times?"

Jiang Nan was suspicious, and whispered: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Anyone, even a **** emperor, can only be reincarnated nine times, and his divinity will be completely dissipated. No one can be reincarnated more than four to five hundred times! These four There must be another reason for the five hundred corpses of the Emperor!"

Looking further away, he saw that there were many identical faces in the sea of ​​corpses, each body in the same costume, the same appearance, and it was clearly the same person!

"Other people have died too many times..."

Jiang Nan noticed this, frowning deeper, and muttered: "Could it be that all people who come here will die hundreds of times after they board Wangxiantai? What's weird about this Wangxiantai?"

At this time, many people discovered the situation under Wangxiantai, one by one, they pushed away the fairy light and examined it carefully.

"That's my dad! Uncle's, my dad died looking at Sendai, who is that old thing in my house?"

Someone yelled: "It's irrational, why are there hundreds of my father's corpses in the sea of ​​corpses?"

"How could the body of my master appear here?"

"Impossible! That's not Huang Ancestor, Huang Ancestor will never die here, let alone die hundreds of times!" Huang Jing Shao Zun's roar came.

Sima Duanming looked at the sea of ​​corpses in the abyss, his body trembling: "Hundreds of the remains of Saint Sima..."

In addition, many people also found the remains of several other **** emperors, these **** emperors are also like others, apparently they had visited Sendai when they were young!

In addition to the corpses of the **** emperor, the remains of many giants in the **** realm have also been discovered in the sea of ​​corpses. Some are gods. There are also gods and giants like Huangzu!

The bodies of so many giants are piled up in the abyss under Wangxiantai. There is a sea of ​​corpses, and there is a three-eyed monster in the sea of ​​corpses, like a cleaner who is constantly eating the corpses. This kind of scene makes people not happy, but feels deep fear!

"Waiting to look at Sendai?" Someone whispered.

Wangxiantai, although the fairy light lingers, the fairy sound is pleasant, and the fairy spirit is permeated, but at this moment it gives people a weird feeling. It seems that it is no longer a holy place that everyone yearns for, a place where immortals set foot, but a **** full of mysterious power!

Mushan from Xuanhuang Academy was the first to step up the stone steps and walked towards Wangxiantai. These stone steps are extremely wide, like small land, and the stone steps are filled with fairy light.

The fairy light on the first stone steps swallowed him, and many people were watching this scene, waiting for the result.

After half an hour, Mu Shan walked out of the fairy light of the first stone steps. There was a lot of vicissitudes in his eyes, and tears seemed to flash across the corner of his eyes.

Mu Shan paused. Towards the second stone steps.

Puff--

A voice came, and many people saw it clearly. After Mu Shan left the first stone steps, a corpse fell from the fairy light and fell into the sea of ​​corpses below.

"this is……"

Jiang Nan said softly, just now he saw the fallen corpse, which looked exactly the same as Mushan, no difference!

"What's the matter? If it is Mushan who died, then who is it that walks up the second stone step alive?"

"Does it mean that you will die once when you step on the stone steps? Or that the fairy light created an existence exactly like yourself, and Mu Shan killed his own copy, so that a corpse exactly like him would fall?"

"Mu Shan is a disciple of the ancestor Xuanhuang, and he must know more about the inside story of Xiantai. He dared to step on the stone steps, he must have his own plan, and he should not encounter danger!"

Everyone speculated that these stone steps were the path the immortals walked, not to mention the immortals, even the path that the **** emperor walked would leave behind any unimaginable situation that the world could not guess.

Morosh was so courageous that he stepped up to the first stone step. The fairy light swallowed him. Not long after, when he stepped out of the fairy light and stepped onto the second stone step, there was also a corpse from the first stone step. Falling down the stairs, fell into the sea of ​​corpses.

More people began to try, but what scared others was that when they walked through the first stone steps, without exception, there was an identical corpse that fell into the sea of ​​corpses from the fairy light on the stone steps!

However, some people have not walked out of the fairy light.

"Ha ha, ha ha..."

Someone showed fear in their eyes, and whispered: "If there is a copy of us in the fairy light, then who knows whether it is us or our copy that came out of the fairy light? Maybe after we are killed by the copy , The replica thought he was the real me..."

Others couldn't help but fought a cold war. This is probably the most likely speculation. Wangxiantai is too weird, weird that makes people really unable to brave the courage to step into the stone steps.

Because no one knows whether to be able to get out of the fairy light is the real self or a copy of himself, if one dies in the fairy light, and the copy of oneself walks in the world wearing his own body, this is unacceptable.

"If you don't set foot on the stone steps, you still don't know what happened in the fairy light, nor what happened to the ancestor Taihuang back then!"

Jiang Nan took a long breath, his eyes were firm, and he walked towards the stone steps. The stone steps were so wide that he climbed the first stone step, and the fairy light swallowed him.

"This is... Jiang Mansion!"

Jiangnan's body was shaken, and he looked around blankly, and saw the people around him coming and going, bustling, many servants were busy, and in the garden not far in front, a few children were playing, and a middle-aged couple was standing. Under the vines, smiling and looking at these playing kids.

"father……"

Jiang Nan's gaze fell on the middle-aged man, that was a dreamlike face, his biological father, his gaze fell on another woman, and he whispered: "Mother..."

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Sister..."

"Aren't you dead?"

Jiangnan's heart was shaken, and the old things of the past appeared before his eyes. The gods fought against Middle-Earth, and Middle-Earth became a **** on earth. His parents, brothers, sisters, relatives, and some were buried in the disaster of the collapse of the sky and the earth. Among them, some died when the demons were in trouble, only he took the younger sister Jiang Lin to flee. Keep running forward. Stumbling. Surrounded by terrifying monsters.

"Dead, you are already dead..."

Two lines of tears in the corner of Jiang Nan's eyes crossed his cheeks, and suddenly a small hand grabbed his shirt, and a crisp voice said: "Four brother, Dad called you to study! Why are you crying?"

Jiang Nan lowered his head and saw the innocent face of his sister Jiang Lin, and then he saw his own hand, which was very small. The skin is delicate, it is the little hands of young children.

He seems to have returned to the boy decades ago.

Jiang Nan's heart was shocked. He couldn't feel any of his own magic power, his spiritual knowledge, or his magic weapon, which made him stupefied and even thought that his experience over the past few decades was a big dream.

Immediately he woke up, with a panic in his heart: "Fake, you are all fake... It must be that the fairy light in Wangxiantai has insight into the memory in my heart and evoked my hidden memory... "

But what makes him feel incredible. Whether it is Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, or his brothers and sisters who have died. They are all living beings, as if they really came back from the dead and lived by his side.

"Zichuan, go to study!" Jiang's father walked up to him, his majesty and his father's concern.

Mother Jiang came up and said with a soft smile: "Look at you, he scared him to tears. It's good to play and rest his brain occasionally, it's better than reading a nerd."

Jiang Nan's heart trembled, and he was touched by the voice of his parents in the softest part of his heart. All kinds of thoughts surged in his heart, causing his Dao heart to collapse unconsciously.

He lived in Jiangfu, forgetting the outside world, forgetting everything else, indulging in the love of his parents, brothers and sisters, and family affection. He reads and writes, plays with his brothers and sisters, carefree, as if he is also Going back to the past, and what I have experienced over the past few decades is just a big dream.

"The battle of the gods is coming soon, right?"

Jiang Nan suddenly awoke and couldn't help but fight a cold war. Under Jiang's father's opposition, he still practiced martial arts and eventually became a monk. Before the aftermath of the Celestial War, he took his parents and his family away from Middle-earth and settled in other countries.

The Jiang family took root and sprouted in that country. With the passage of time, Jiang Nan's memories of his decades of experience became more and more blurred. He couldn't tell which was real and which was illusion.

He didn't want to distinguish, he just wanted to continue to live by his parents, by his brothers and sisters, what longevity, what ambitious dominance, what immortality and gods, all left behind, and cherish his plain and worry-free life.

He didn't have much interest in cultivation, and left his cultivation base to waste. It was only a monk at the supernatural power level, and his cultivation base stopped moving forward.

He later participated in the imperial examinations, topped the high school rankings, married a wife and had children, was an extremely human minister, and a ancestor, and his brothers and sisters also started their own families.

Until his parents died, until his brothers and sisters were old one by one, until his wife died, he still had hundreds of years of life and looked young.

Until his children died of old age, until the emperor changed several generations, Jiangnan finally got old. He became the veteran of the Nine Dynasties. The new emperor came personally before his death and asked him what he wanted.

"wish……"

The elderly Jiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and the scenes of being buried by family affection, Jiang Xue's figure, Shengzong's joys and sorrows, all returned to his mind, his eyes burst into endless divine light, from the sick bed. He got up and murmured: "Wish..."

He chanted aloud, the pavilions, towers and pavilions in front of him, the palaces, all descendants were shattered like dream bubbles, Jiangnan seemed to regain his youth in an instant, restored to the original Jiangnan, the Xuantian leader.

He walked out of the fairy light, looked back, and saw that there was an old self in the fairy light. With his last breath, the corpse fell from the fairy light and plunged into the sea of ​​corpses.

"I have died once..."

There were tears in Jiang Nan's eyes, tears slid from both sides of his cheeks, and there were so many flavors in his heart. He was almost lost and almost lost the motivation to move on. But his parents are in the house, his brothers and sisters are by his side, and his children and grandchildren are with him. The kind of affection he is unwilling to give up. That kind of experience made him finally understand why Mushan had tears gliding from the corner of his eyes when he left the fairy light.

He walked up the second step, and the fairy light swallowed him again, and he lived another life in the fairy light of the second step. In this life, he did not intervene in the trajectory of his life anymore, letting everything develop according to the normal trajectory.

He resisted the affection in his heart, did not rescue his relatives and his parents in the battle of the gods, and sat and watched the Jiang family's destruction. He is like an outsider, without the slightest feelings, he is like another Taihuang ancestor, watching all the tragedies with a cold eye, finally let his life embark on the original track.

In this life, he also died. He calculated everything without any emotions, fighting for luck for himself. However, his friends abandoned him, Jiang Xue, Luo Huayin, Xi Yingqing, everyone he cared about left him Away.

In the end, he died at the hands of the Taihuang ancestor in the battle to capture the emperor.

He forgets love, and Taihuang also forgets love. Taihuang takes the advantage of practicing ahead of time, and finally defeated him.

Jiang Nan's gaze is even more vicissitudes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Unknowingly, he has lived in the fairy light for hundreds of thousands of years, and another corpse fell into the sea of ​​corpses from the road looking at Sendai.

"It's hard to find a fairy road..."

He cut off his memory of this life, fearing that he would lose himself in the memory of the next life and the next, but he couldn't bear to cut off the memory in the first step of the fairy light.

"The ancestor Taihuang realized that Xuandu forgets his emotions on the way to Wangxiantai, and cultivated the three lives, the past, the next, this life... the next life is not to be treated, the past is not to be pursued, I only seek this life, only cultivate this life!

Jiang Nan was ruthless in his heart, cut off the memory in the first step of the fairy light, and stepped into the third step of the fairy light: "I want to enter Wangxiantai in this life, and ask for the immortal way! Past regrets, just Let it become the past, without making up for the expectations of the afterlife, let it become the afterlife, without chasing after it!"

"I only live in this life!"

"I want to become an immortal in this world, and I will go to the end with my life!"

————Don’t ask for the next life, just live in this life, fellow daoists, work hard for your future! By the way, ask for a monthly pass~ (to be continued...)