Game of Reincarnation: I Have Infinite Talent!

Chapter One Hundred and Eighty

“Lu Xuan, wake up!

A warm word like the wind, as if traveling through a thousand years, carrying the vicissitudes of the world and the immortal melancholy, here, it sounded leisurely!

Then an illusory figure came calmly, in a green shirt and robe, with a dense fog on his face and no appearance. I saw a silver hair spreading like a milky way, as if gathering the beauty of heaven and earth.

At this time, the figure seemed to speak lightly, and the words appeared, and the ancient words echoed one after another.

“Lu Xuan, remember: everything in the world is always like a virtual reality, and every mood is an illusion.

“Don’t put yourself upside down and sink into it.”

“Once the heart sinks into the illusion, the body will die and the soul will be lost!”

“The body is gone and the soul is gone, forever!”

“A thousand catastrophes are over!”

“what!

Lu Xuan yelled and woke up from his sleep. Suddenly got up and lifted the quilt, then lowered his head, panting heavily, and his eyes were amazed.

Feeling the cold sweat all over his body, recalling the illusory figure and strange words in his dream, Lu Xuan only felt that his brain was in a state of confusion.

Who is that person?

What does that mean?

Why, I feel so familiar?

Lu Xuan was extremely puzzled by this inexplicable dream, his eyes couldn’t help but look out the window, but there was no focus in his pupils, he was obviously thinking.

After thinking for a while to no avail, Lu Xuan took a deep breath, then lay down on the bed like a stretch, breathing slowly. Sigh helplessly, “Oh! What’s going on, this dream is really strange!”

Lu Xuan mumbled and murmured in doubt, rubbed two hairs helplessly, and began to get up and dress. After washing, Lu Xuan stood in front of a tall bronze mirror full of energy.

In the mirror, a slightly immature teenager stands proudly. The teenager has short black hair, a ruddy face and a handsome face. What is especially prominent are those bright eyes, black and white, and piercing, as if it were the clearest pool of water, reflecting on it. Looking at the stars in the sky.

The snow-white shirt is meticulously worn, and the gold thread outlines the holy golden pattern on the white shirt, which looks solemn and luxurious. The white shirt is the background, the gold pattern is lining, the black eyes are present, the young man stands straight, like a clear picture.

Lu Xuan looked at the handsome boy in the mirror, the corner of his mouth twitched, and then turned and pushed the door open.

At this time, it was early in the morning, Dongshan sunrise, dazzling sunlight pouring down from the blue sky and white clouds, shining on Lu Xuan’s body, it seemed to be covered with a layer of holy brilliance, even more youthful and handsome.

The air was filled with the moisture that had condensed last night, and the desire to disappear, caused a faint mist of water to float in the air ahead. Lu Xuan took a deep breath, and a faintly cool green grass scent suddenly hit his face, making his mood naturally relaxed.

“Haha, the weather is good, go for a stroll.” Lu Xuan just started to walk when an anxious shout came from a distance.

“Four young masters, the dean, the dean is looking for you, if you have something to do with you, in the lobby of the east courtyard!” A young man dressed up and dressed up ran up, ran to Lu Xuan and hurriedly bowed to salute, and repeated what he had just said. Again.

Oops, “I’ve said it many times, just call me fourth brother.” Lu Xuan looked at the teenager who was a few years older than himself, and said helplessly.

The young man’s name was Chai Awu, a child of the Chu family, and he has been in the Chu family since he was a child. Because of his simplicity and loyalty, he later went to the eastern courtyard and became Lu Xuan’s personal servant. It has been three years now.

“Four young masters, dare not dare!” Chai Awu was shocked, and hurriedly bent over, not even dare to dare.

“Let’s do it, as you are, I’ll go find my dad.” Lu Xuan said with a curl of his lips, and then walked to the east courtyard.

After a while, the lobby of the East Court.

“Father, I’m here!” Lu Xuan ran into the hall and saw a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a blue shirt on his body, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, sitting upright. On the sandalwood chair in the middle of the hall.

This middle-aged man is Lu Xuan’s father, Chu Fenglan, and also the head of the Eastern Court of the Chu Family. He is only one point lower than the head of the family, which can be described as a high position.

“Do you know what is calling you today?” Chu Fenglan asked.

“I don’t know.” Lu Xuan replied honestly, but in his heart, he was thinking, father, what is wrong with me, how do I know? Anyway, you don’t let me practice.

“Chen’er–” Chu Fenglan suddenly stood up from the chair, took a step forward, and said slowly, with a look of doting on her face.

“Didn’t you keep pestering me to practice? Call you to come today, and I will give you the exercises, so that you can trouble me later.”

0……Look for flowers

“What! Cultivation method!” Lu Xuan followed his vision, holding a milky white jade slip in Chu Fenglan’s right hand, Lu Xuan’s eyes instantly heated up.

Gongfa is a mental method for people to learn from the practice.Only people who have practiced can be called a monk!

Lu Xuan’s eyes heated up, and this was the future he yearned for, but the next moment, his brain felt a sharp pain, as if the dusty memory was released again, making Lu Xuan a little panic.

Because he doesn’t understand whether these faint memories are his own or someone else’s!

“What the hell is going on! Where do these chaotic memories of mine come from!”

A monk is the dream of many people, and the pursuit of many people in their lives. Lu Xuan is no exception. After all, that is a monk! Mortals have lived for hundreds of years, born, old, sick, and die, separated and joyous; monks have spent thousands of years, seeking immortals and asking questions, expressing gratitude and enmity. Since ancient times, monks have enjoyed blessings, and since ancient times, no one has cultivated all the time.

Lu Xuan looked at the jade slip in Chu Fenglan’s hand intently, then he smiled, licked his lips, and looked at Chu Fenglan expectantly.

“Hey, father, I know you are the best. Then give me the exercises, I promise to work hard in the future.”

“Chen’er,” Chu Fenglan whispered, as if with a strange melody, calming Lu Xuan’s excited mood.

“Chen’er, don’t give it to you in a hurry. You must listen to what I say next, and you must keep it in mind.

“Yeah.” Lu Xuan also recovered, his eyes burning, waiting for Chu Fenglan’s entrustment.

The monk cultivates the supreme truth of the heaven and the earth, and cultivates the original mind of the Dao. Regardless of the way forward, he must have a firm heart to ask the Tao. The Taoist heart is not old, and the practice is not abandoned. ”

One path of cultivation, the human heart is sinister, everything is complicated, everything needs to be calm and deliberate, and move afterwards; three–“Chu Fenglan said and paused, staring at Lu Xuan with his eyes tightly, and speaking softly.

You have to remember that God is ruthless, and it makes up for the shortcomings. The more you have, the more you lose. So in the days to come, you have to get used to losing, but also to learn to make choices. door,