I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 833 Finale: A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step
Everyone was still immersed in the joy of defeating a powerful enemy, but Du Youqian suddenly sent a message saying that an irresistible and powerful enemy was approaching.

The enemy is targeting him, he must leave immediately so that the rest of the people will be safe.

"I'll come back to you."

In the end, he only left this sentence.

Then, the extremely powerful immortal body that made them tremble in their hearts fell to the ground quietly, without any breath. The strange phenomenon of the fall of a true immortal appeared in the human world again.

Lin Sha and others were not panicked, because they knew that Du Youqian had traveled back in time and left.

But thinking of the powerful enemy that Du Youqian was trying to avoid still made their scalps tingle, and they couldn't help but worry about Du Youqian.

At this moment, when and where has he gone back in time?
Will there still be beautiful girls surrounding him?
Will that irresistible and powerful enemy find him?
When...will he come back?

After the Holy Envoy was killed and Du Youqian left, the human world returned to its former peace.

All high-level creatures were cleansed, and those contaminated by evil spirits were eradicated.

Among mortals, although every family is in mourning, mortals are like weeds, although lowly, they also have tenacious vitality.

Even in harsh environments, we can still survive.

What's more, at this time, the demonic atmosphere in the human world was cleared. The cultivators were afraid of being liquidated by the powerful, so they restrained themselves and did not dare to provoke trouble easily. Although the demon clan was arrogant for a while, the ghost fairies and demon fairies were soon forced to ascend one after another, while the human race still had true fairies. They could only withdraw from the most fertile land in disgrace and come to the bitter and cold areas on the edge of the human world to survive. Only a few demon clans that had made an alliance with Du Youqian could continue to occupy the land suitable for habitation.

However, the endless sea of ​​sand has been transformed into a place suitable for living, and the human world will not be too crowded for a long time.

Du Youqian's relatives, friends and lovers did not ascend to heaven.

Du Youqian had already passed down his magical powers, allowing Wuai to also prepare the spiritual energy of the immortals.

Of course, the number produced is extremely limited, and can only barely supply the ten of them, so that they will not be forced to ascend as long as they do not move, do not take any action, and are half asleep.

As for the ghost immortals and demon immortals, they could not be taken care of, and facing a powerful enemy like the Demon Lord, there was no point in piling up numbers.

Don’t think that the Demon Lord is only one level lower than an ordinary True Immortal.

But even dozens or hundreds of True Immortals are no match for the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord can kill you directly when you are weak... With this shameless ability, no matter how many True Immortals come, they will just be making up the numbers.

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Jinse has no end in fifty strings, a string of thoughts and a string of years.

In my thoughts of Du Youqian, time flies and cannot be retrieved.

Years passed, and the powerful enemy Du Youqian mentioned did not arrive.

Du Youqian didn't come back either.

Lin Sha and others also discussed and speculated many times, and roughly understood that perhaps the battle took place in an area that they could not understand.

Just like Du Youqian has the ability to go back in time, which seems almost mythical to them.

If the enemy is so strong that Du Youqian has to retreat, he may also possess this ability.

Perhaps the enemy has already caught up with Du Youqian and is fighting with him, but the fight is so meticulously controlled that no aftermath is leaked out and others cannot detect it; perhaps the fight takes place in a realm that they cannot observe or understand.

If you are a mortal, you can also pray to gods and Buddhas.

But they are all immortals, and gods and Buddhas are just equals in front of them.

They have nowhere to worship and no gods to pray to.

Du Youqian said he would come back.

So they will wait.

Even if it takes time until the end of time and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

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Just as Lin Sha and others expected, the battle has actually begun.

Eighty years have passed since the death of the Five True Immortals of Demon Sect.

A young cultivator was meditating in the back mountain of Chongzhen Sect. Judging from his aura, he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage.

In the Chongzhen Sect, which is home to many talented people, he is just an insignificant person. When his spiritual roots are tested at the entrance, they are found to be just ordinary top-grade spiritual roots.

I have been doing this for many years, but I haven't done anything noteworthy. I have three or five friends, and I'm just an ordinary person.

"I found you!"

The majestic voice exploded in the young monk's ears.

The young monk opened his eyes, unhurriedly, with a smile on his face: "You thought you found me, but it was me who found you!"

As he spoke, his aura suddenly rose, and he did not even go through the heavenly tribulation. In an instant he broke through the six realms, transcending the Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen, Buxu, and Hedao realms, and directly became an immortal.

A vast and majestic immortal aura spread, he stretched out his hand, and an immortal-level flying sword that was as bright as the sun and as sacred as the sky appeared, and he slashed towards the void.

At the same time, an inexplicable earthquake occurred in the area south of the desert, but the earthquake did not affect civilians. Only martial arts masters who had reached a certain level of cultivation could feel it. It seemed that an unknown thing swept across the entire area south of the desert.

A monk dressed in ancient costume with a tall hat and a wide belt stood up from the crystal coffin. His finger was as sharp as a sword, and a blood-red flying sword followed his sword finger and slashed towards the void.

Under the endless sea of ​​sand and now the fertile land, a corpse with the same face as the old ancestor Chongxuan suddenly opened his eyes and broke out of the ground. A flying sword flashed in front of him happily and circled around excitedly, like a loyal dog seeing its long-lost master.

The corpse smiled and controlled the flying sword to slash at the void.

The three flying swords, seemingly an ordinary attack, but in the eyes of people who have reached a certain realm, they will comprehend the hundreds of thousands of different true meanings of the great way derived from it.

A moment later, the three immortal-level flying swords seemed to have encountered an indestructible force and flew back.

They seemed to be unharmed, but if you look closely, you will find that the sword bodies made of eighth-grade materials have become a little thinner. I don't know what force has cut off some of them.

"Oh, I have occupied the Chaos Avenue for many years. I thought that if you followed the Chaos Avenue, you would never be able to catch up with me. I didn't expect that you would find another way. In addition to the Chaos Avenue and the Order Avenue, you also stepped onto the Tai Chi Avenue and walked out a broad road. If I give you another million years, you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me."

The young man from the back mountain of Chongzhen Sect smiled and said, "What's the point of saying this? You won't give me a million years."

The majestic voice said, "I once said that if you hand over the Samsara Mirror and you join my army, I will grant you the ninth rank. This is not a joke. Although I have killed countless people, my words are as good as gold."

The young man smiled faintly, "If we have different ideals, we cannot work together. You want to plunder the world in order to protect yourself; I want the world to prosper, the people to live and work in peace, and all races to live in harmony."

"It's ridiculous. The life of an ordinary person is like morning dew. When the sun shines for a moment, it disappears. It is meaningless. The only truth and meaning in the universe is one's own transcendence. There is nothing else."

The young man raised his sword and chuckled, "The moment the morning dew exists is its entire meaning. There is a world in a drop of water. There is a heaven in a grain of sand. A blade of grass, no one pays attention to it, struggles to break through the soil, grows up in the rain and sunshine, withers, or is eaten by cattle and sheep before it withers. That is also its meaning. A cow or a sheep, although they cannot speak or think, they also desire life and fear death. The brief moment between life and death, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, is their entire meaning. Although this meaning is weak, it is undeniable. A mortal with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky, his life is as short as the morning dew, without brilliant dreams, without dazzling brilliance, perhaps in your eyes... , meaningless, but he will also have moments of joy and sad nights. Those things that are meaningless to you are the value of his life. And what I want to protect are these, every blade of grass can grow until it is eaten by cattle and sheep; every cattle and sheep can roam on the grass until one day they are eaten by tigers and wolves, or by the humans who domesticate them; every mortal can survive under the way of heaven, some live long, some die at birth, some live in luxury, some work hard all day, some are famous in history, and some are unknown, they will quarrel with each other, plunder and exploit each other, kill each other and bleed, but that is all part of the way of heaven. "

The voice seemed a little curious. "If that's the case, why can't I plunder all living beings? Let them plunder each other, but not me?"

"This is different," the young man said calmly, "Their mutual plunder, exploitation, and killing are all part of the natural cycle. Your plunder is to achieve your own transcendence, and you will not return to the cycle of reincarnation. You even want to plunder the cycle of reincarnation. You want to replace the way of heaven with your own power, and replace the destiny of heaven with your orders. This is not allowed. Humanity values ​​selfishness. Everyone has his or her own selfishness, but your selfishness deprives all things in the world of their right to selfishness in order to satisfy your own selfishness."

The voice said with regret, "It is true that people with different beliefs cannot work together. In this case, if you don't follow me, you will die."

At a certain time. In the land south of the desert, the Wu army, led by Du Youqian, chased the enemy northward and drove the Qi army all the way to Woniu Mountain.

Fierce fighting, painful wails, fluttering flags, iron and blood spilled on the snow, making the pure white earth filthy.

Du Youqian, the former number one scholar and now a great general, reined in his horse, raised his head, smiled slightly, and the Blood Slaughter Sword from the Holy Blood Sect quietly appeared thousands of feet in the sky and pierced straight into the void.

At a certain time. Outside the Wanfa Sect, the young Jindan cultivator Wuzhen Yanfa Zhenren was controlling a flying boat, preparing to pick up Princess Mingjing of the Zhou Kingdom. Suddenly, the flying boat stopped, and Wuzhen Yanfa Zhenren flew out of the flying boat, using his fingers as guns. There was no fluctuation of mana, but a hole was shattered in the space not far away.

In Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, Grandmaster Chongxuan had been in seclusion for many years. Suddenly he came out to preach to his true disciples.

When he was excited, he suddenly controlled a flying sword and started to demonstrate.

The sword technique is varied and it seems that there are only eight kinds of sword intent: heaven, earth, yin, yang, sun, moon, soldiers, and four seasons.

But in the eyes of disciples with high levels of attainment and extraordinary understanding, it has infinite uses.

Some people have realized the principles of birth and death from it, while others have glimpsed the wonder of the reincarnation of all things.

Of course, most disciples can only understand the more superficial principles from it.

There are also people who are unable to comprehend any great principle, and there is always a thin fog lingering in front of them; there are also people who comprehend several great principles, which are either related to each other or completely opposite and contradictory.

But each person has his or her own unique face and no two are alike.

The disciples were so fascinated that they were unaware that above their heads, a flying sword as bright as the sun was slashing thousands of swords into the void with mysterious sword intent.

At a certain time. In the Heavenly Palace, the Emperor on the Jade Throne suddenly frowned, glanced over, and muttered to himself: "The Great Dao is colliding fiercely, even the Heavenly Dao of this world is instinctively afraid. Who is fighting here?"

He lowered his head and counted with his fingers, his expression changed drastically: "The world will change drastically, and the heaven will fall? Why is this happening?"

Suddenly, an epiphany came to his mind: "It turns out that there is an unknown powerful being who has been sealed for countless years. He will be freed in the next tens of thousands of years, and a newly rising powerful being will fight him from the future to the past. If the former wins and absorbs the power of the latter, even the three ninth-level beings in the fairy world will be unable to stop him. Then everything will change, history will be rewritten by the powerful being who has escaped, and even I will cease to exist. Perhaps the entire universe will be overturned and enter a new era, and only the three ninth-level beings can survive to the new era in some way. If the latter wins... we still have a chance of survival."

"Unfortunately, I can no longer intervene in a battle of this level..." In the end, he was left with only a deep sense of powerlessness.

At some earlier time, Bixi was wandering aimlessly in the void, with nothing on its back.

"Old friend, how are you?"

Bixi's huge eyes looked at the smiling young man and said hesitantly, "I don't know you."

"We'll get to know each other later."

"So, it's like this. What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I didn't come to look for you on purpose. I just happened to meet you, so I said hello. By the way, you can swim in that direction. There will be a powerful True Immortal over there who is about to open up the world. You can go and lend a hand to him. In the future, you may be able to advance to the ninth level with this merit."

"Thank you very much for your advice." Bixi was extremely respectful.

It felt the extremely grand and vast aura of the person in front of it. Although he was not an ancient immortal, he was only one step away from the ninth level. With another few hundred thousand or a million years of polishing, he could be successfully promoted to the ninth level.

We must respect such a future ninth-level person.

"Hmm?" The young man suddenly raised his hand.

Bixi couldn't understand it at all, but he could feel that the young man was fighting with someone.

As a descendant of a natural divine beast, it can keenly perceive that many great ways that it can understand and cannot understand are colliding violently, just like the two mighty ones in this battle, trying to reinterpret and redefine each great way.

If someone wins the right to interpret and define a certain avenue, this avenue will be occupied by him, and the other party will naturally be at a disadvantage on this avenue.

The young man in front of him seemed to be at a disadvantage, and the avenues were constantly being redefined and interpreted by his opponents.

But fortunately, there is an ominous force of calamity that keeps dissipating and reappearing. Those avenues defined and interpreted by their opponents will return to being unoccupied after being baptized by the force of calamity, and will be fought over by the two again.

But if this continues, the young man before him will still not be able to escape the fate of being defeated and sealed.

Bixi didn't dare to stay for long, lest it be affected, so it quickly swam in the direction pointed by the young man, wagging its tail, "Thank you, Mr. Dao. I will go and create a new world."

Eighty years have passed since the death of the Five True Immortals of Demon Sect.

The back mountain of Chongzhen Sect.

Blood was oozing from the corner of the mouth of the ordinary young man. For an immortal body, it would not be easily injured because it was immortal and indestructible. Ordinary injuries could heal themselves instantly.

Once the immortal body is injured, it will definitely not be a small problem.

Three immortal-level flying swords were suspended in front of him, with sword beams flickering. It seemed that the space around the swords was constantly being torn apart, time was being distorted, and the avenue was about to be cut off by them.

The Sword of the Human Emperor is majestic and majestic, high as the sky, heavy as the earth, brilliant as the sun, bright as the moon, sharp as a weapon, with the combination of yin and yang, and the rotation of the four seasons.

The Blood Slaughter Sword is extremely fierce and invincible, and can kill gods and destroy Buddhas.

The Jinhuan Sword seems to be able to shatter time and space at any time, returning everything to chaos, and then restore order, repeating the earth, water, fire and wind.

However, if you taste them carefully, you may be able to sense a sense of "strong on the outside but weak on the inside" from their unrivalled sword spirit.

Wearing a crown with tassels on his head, his majestic and cold eyes looked down through the tassels, without any human meaning, as if he was the sky high above.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

"You are indeed extraordinary, which even surprises me a little. You deserve the title of 'a genius of the generation'. If you are given some time, you will be the fifth ninth-level person in this era. But now the game is over and defeat is inevitable. Do you have to fight to the end? Don't blame me for not giving you dignity." said the majestic voice.

The ordinary young man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand and smiled: "Demon Lord, you are also very powerful. Just now a little power came out from the seal, and you fought against three people of the same level at the same time. You can still gain the upper hand, constantly unsealing and reviving, and now you can deal with me at the same time. And this is not your limit. It is hard to imagine what it would be like if you were fully revived. I can only say, awesome Plas."

The Demon Lord didn't know what "awesome Plas" meant, but that didn't stop him from understanding the admiration and a little teasing in Du Youqian's words.

"You dared to attack me. It was indeed a bit presumptuous, but I can forgive you. Now that you know how powerful I am, would you reconsider handing over the Samsara Mirror and joining my army? As long as you change your ways, my promise will still stand."

"Hahahaha!" Du Youqian laughed happily.

The Demon Lord looked at him through the pendant, and his majestic and cold eyes suddenly changed. "Where is the Samsara Mirror? Why did the Samsara Mirror disappear?"

"You are awesome, you are great. I admit that I cannot beat you, but so what? It does not mean that I have no way to deal with you. Do you think you can make your wishes come true and everything will crawl at your feet? Bah, screw you, I don't accept it, and neither does the Samsara Mirror! You see, the Samsara Mirror would rather transform itself into the Tao and give up itself than drag you down with it. And I, fighting with you, is not a provocation without knowing my own limitations, but a deep entanglement with you! You defeated me, you severely injured me, but I have also achieved my goal!" Du Youqian laughed, "Don't you want to occupy the Avenue of Samsara? Then please fall into the trap and let me experience it for yourself!"

An invisible net is tightening, about to draw the Demon Lord and Du Youqian in.

That is the most refined and pure power of reincarnation. The Samsara Mirror is a ninth-rank immortal weapon. The avenue of reincarnation it smelt is one of the top avenues in the universe. Even a ninth-rank powerful being cannot be immune to its influence.

What's more, the Wheel of Reincarnation Mirror gave up itself and transformed into the Avenue at this time, evolving the Avenue of Reincarnation to the extreme.

Du Youqian's way of chaos and way of order, plus the way of Tai Chi in the middle, also form a cycle, adding fuel to the road of reincarnation.

Reincarnation is neither birth nor death, but from birth to death, and from death to birth.

It is neither chaos nor order, but a cyclical process.

Reincarnation is not about one thing disappearing and reappearing.

It is not a person dying and being reborn.

Normally, a person who has gone through reincarnation is no longer the same person he was before.

Even if a little bit of his true spirit remains unchanged, but most of his body and soul have changed, and his life experiences have changed, can you still say that he is the same person?
Du Youqian is special. Originally, he was protected by the Reincarnation Mirror, retaining all his memories and soul reincarnation.

Even Lin Sha, Fang Hua, Wu Ai and others whose past life memories he awakened had some changes to some extent.

For example, Emperor Tai Yu Mingjing has long called himself "Tai Yu Mingjing" instead of using the name "Shen Yue Huachi" in his previous life.

The me in the previous life is not the me in this life.

Du Youqian wants to drag the Demon Lord into reincarnation together!
That is a complete cycle.

Even the ninth-level powerful beings cannot find their reincarnations.

Even the ghost-bellied cat, who was gifted with supernatural powers, could not see through their reincarnated bodies.

This was also the last resort that the Samsara Mirror had told him.

The look behind the pendant became complicated, "Are you crazy? You know, the Samsara Mirror has transformed itself into the Tao, and the spirit no longer exists. It can no longer guide your reincarnation, control the time and place of your reincarnation, and awaken your memories of your past lives. Once we enter the reincarnation, we are helpless. We don't know when we can recover all the memories of our past lives. Perhaps we will sink into it forever and never be freed."

Du Youqian said calmly, "I'm not afraid. I believe that I will awaken from the cycle of reincarnation before you do, and then I will find your reincarnation and kill it."

“Humph,” the Demon Lord said, “Believe it or not, before I enter the cycle of reincarnation, I will first kill your relatives, friends and loved ones, and let them also enter the cycle of reincarnation!”

Du Youqian was unwavering: "I will find them and guide them. Even if you destroy them physically and spiritually and prevent them from reincarnation, I can go back in time after defeating you and bring them back to the world. Demon Lord, it's not like you to threaten me. Are you afraid?"

The Demon Lord was as dignified and indifferent as ever: "It is not a threat. I never hesitate to use any means."

"But now you have run out of options. You are at your wit's end."

"I was going to occupy the Great Way of Samsara. Now you are using it to trap me. I couldn't ask for more. When I return from occupying the Great Way of Samsara, I will start a new era. In the new era, there will be no place for you."

"There is no point in talking any more. Let's just enter the reincarnation together and then we can see who is better!"

The net of samsara is tightening and tightening.

Du Youqian's immortal body broke into pieces, and his soul was trapped.

The Demon Lord's majestic and indifferent face also twisted and deformed, and sank into the cycle of reincarnation.

The struggle that is everywhere and at all times in the universe has finally subsided, without even a ripple.

Return to silence.

Deep in the vast universe, a powerful being sighed.

"Good!"

"Let's take this opportunity to reinforce the seal."

"That's useless. If he escapes from the cycle of reincarnation and finds his true self, he can still break the seal again. I'm leaving!"

"Where are you going, brother?"

"I want to find a way to escape while he is still in the cycle of reincarnation. I don't want to waste time reinforcing his seal."

"Go together, go together."

The third person also sighed, "Go to hell! Let them mess around with this universe."

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Hanxiang City.

It got its name because of the fragrant four-level lotus that is abundant in the lake nearby.

It is said that thousands of years ago this place was a deep desert with constant wind and sand, making it difficult to live. It was called the "Endless Sea of ​​Sand".

But Xiao Du had never seen what a desert looked like, and it was hard for him to imagine what it was like with constant sandstorms.

Xiao Du's surname is Du and he has no name. His parents died early and he has no relatives to rely on. Fortunately, there are several kind families in his neighborhood. He has been eating at many people's homes since he was a child and has grown up safely.

At the age of twelve, Xiao Du worked as a clerk in a herbal medicine store. As he was smart and clever, he taught himself to read and write, and he quickly got the hang of it by figuring out things on his own. He then began to learn how to dispense medicine from the master chef.

When he was fourteen, he once delivered food to a senior priest in the store and saw that the priest was refining an elixir.

Seeing that he was young, the other party didn't care and let him watch.

Afterwards, I asked him a few questions casually, and it turned out that Xiao Du explained it very clearly. Although there were some fallacies, he could have such an understanding just by observing, which showed that he was a genius in alchemy.

The senior priest, out of respect for talent, would occasionally give Xiao Du some pointers and even taught him half of a simple breathing formula.

Although I can't say that he taught me everything he knew, he still acts like a half-teacher to me.

Afterwards, the senior priest left the pharmacy in order to seek an opportunity to build his foundation. Before leaving, he specifically recommended Xiao Du to the owner.

So the eighteen-year-old Xiao Du was quickly promoted to the pharmacy's priest, the youngest pharmacy priest in the entire Hanxiang City.

Because of his handsome appearance, tall figure, calm and easy-going temperament, the daughter of the drugstore owner fell in love with him and secretly gave him many pharmacopoeias and fragments of martial arts techniques that had been left behind by the previous offerings.

Xiao Du studied on his own, and in just a few years, he actually mastered the first level of alchemy. He also embarked on the path of cultivation and became a young cultivator of the second level of Qi training.

The drugstore owner also favors Xiao Du and is willing to marry his daughter to him.

Most of the time, Xiao Du feels that his life is going smoothly. Although it cannot be said to be perfect, it has already exceeded his childhood dreams.

But sometimes, he still felt a little lost, always feeling that he had forgotten something important, forgotten an important promise to some people, and also forgotten a powerful enemy who was like a thorn in his throat.

What exactly did you forget?

The wedding date is approaching.

On this day, Xiao Du was sitting in the backyard of the shop basking in the sun while teaching his new apprentice how to identify herbs.

Suddenly he noticed something was wrong and looked up, only to see a young woman so beautiful that she seemed to appear only in dreams. She was standing on the branch of the green plum tree outside the wall, staring at him with tearful eyes. Her thin but well-proportioned body was swaying, as if she was suppressing something.

There is no aura of a cultivator on him, just like an ordinary person. But surely it is impossible for an ordinary person to stand so steadily on a tree branch, right?

Xiao Du opened his mouth and wanted to greet her, but was afraid of disturbing the beauty.

After a long while, he said, "Girl, what are you doing standing on the tree? If you have something to say, why don't you come down and have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

The woman pursed her lips, looking as if she was both crying and laughing. She nodded vigorously, and without any effort, she flew lightly from the branch and landed steadily in front of Xiao Du.

Xiao Du then realized that the other party was obviously also a cultivator, and that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level, which meant that the other party's cultivation level was much higher than his.

He became respectful and bowed: "So you are a senior immortal master. I am honored to meet you."

The other party didn't say anything, but just looked at him with tears in his eyes. That look made Xiao Du feel a little creepy.

Why does it feel like she wants to eat me alive?
Xiao Du swallowed nervously.

Only then did I hear the woman's voice as beautiful as heavenly music ask, "How are you...?"

Xiao Du barely managed to control himself and replied with a stiff smile: "I'm doing well and will be getting married soon."

"Get married again?"

Xiao Du was confused. What did "again" mean? He had never touched any other woman's hand except the shop owner's daughter.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore, just follow me."

As she spoke, the woman suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Xiao Du felt dizzy and dazed.

When he finally stood still and looked around blankly, he found himself in a palace with carved beams and painted buildings. The air was filled with fairy air, and outside the palace there seemed to be auspicious beasts of divine descent dancing.

Another fragrant breeze blew, and soon several women whose beauty dazzled him stood in front of him, as if they had appeared out of thin air.

They all said at once: "Is it him? Are we mistaken?"

"I think he looks like him. After all, he looks exactly like him in his previous life as Taiqingming Dao Youde. Why don't you try it with him, Lin Sha, and see if you feel familiar with him."

"Bah, bah, bah, why don't you try it yourself!"

There was also a bold woman who actually reached out and touched Xiao Du's face. He was so scared that he quickly shrank back.

"Oh, he's quite innocent. This is the first time I've seen him like this."

"This is not him, it's just his reincarnation."

"Haha, Mingjing, could you please not touch him secretly when you are talking seriously?"

"Don't scare him, you bunch of nymphomaniacs, can't you see he's about to faint?"

"Everyone, be quiet!" the woman who brought Xiao Du said loudly, "When I found him, he was about to get married. What do you think?"

"Marriage? That's great. He and I haven't been married yet. It's a good opportunity for me to try out what it's like to be married."

"Get out of here, I was here first!"

"Are you ashamed, you slut? I slept with him 40,000 to 50,000 years ago, and you came first. How dare you say that."

"You old man, you are amazing!"

"Stop arguing. It's not impossible for us to marry him together."

Xiao Du was really about to faint.

This group of fairy-like characters are going to marry him together?

He pinched his thigh hard, it hurt!

It's not a dream, right?
But, hey, if there were a few fairies like these willing to marry him, he would wake up laughing in his dreams! This is quite a blessing.

"I say Wu Ai, are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?"

"No mistake. I sensed the aura of the Spring and Autumn Brush and the Jade Book of Time in him. You know, I am also practicing the Great Way of Space and Time, and I am quite sensitive to this aspect. It is very likely that he will awaken in this life."

"Awakening? He's over 20 years old, and he's only at the second level of Qi training. He doesn't look like he's about to awaken. His spiritual roots... are just heavenly spiritual roots. How can this be considered an awakening?"

"Believe me, I have vaguely seen the future. This will be the life when he awakens. The cultivation of the Heavenly Spiritual Root is not slow. When he cultivates to the Buxu realm and recovers some of his past memories and can control the Spring and Autumn Brush, the Jade Book of Time and the Heavenly Emperor Seal, he can naturally modify himself into a Great Dao Saint Body."

"Then I'll wait until he regains his memory and finds himself again, then I'll marry him. I don't want a strange man to touch me, even if he's his reincarnation."

"Don't regret it! I've been wanting to try something different for a long time."

"you!"

"Stop talking about that. The most important thing now is to urge him to practice! Marriage and other things can wait until later."

"I agree."

"I agree. If he doesn't practice hard, he will pass away thousands of years later. Then we will have to go to great lengths to find his reincarnation."

"I agree. I've been looking for him for tens of thousands of years. I don't want to live like this anymore. Now that I've finally found him, I have to seize the opportunity."

"Let me teach him how to practice! I've wanted to try this kind of role-playing for a long time. Master and apprentice, how exciting!"

"Don't say that word, okay? You remind me of that slutty fox."

"Don't worry about the slutty fox. I have Taibai Zhimiao to teach her."

Xiao Du was confused and realized that the erotic life he had been looking forward to seemed to be going bad...

But in his heart, he felt at ease.

It’s like finally finding something important that was lost and fulfilling an important promise that was once made.

Of course, there is also a sense of crisis. Who is the enemy that is like a thorn in his throat?
But it doesn't matter.

He is confident that no matter how powerful the enemy is, he will be able to defeat it.

A thousand miles begins with a single step.

There was a faint heat in his dantian, but Xiao Du was unable to look inside, so he could not see anything. In his dantian, there was a carving pen, an ancient bamboo slip, a thin certificate, and a magnificent jade seal. Above them, there was a faintly visible metal mirror.

In the mirror, there was a face exactly like his. Originally, it was like a dead object, motionless; but suddenly, its eyes became lively and it smiled slightly.

(End of the book)

(End of this chapter)