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"Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, three begets all things."

A white-haired old man was holding a simple book and was slowly reading it. His eyes flashed with wisdom from time to time, but soon his eyes became a little puzzled.

The old man was Qin Lang.

He himself didn't know how many times he had reincarnated in this world.

At the beginning, every time he came back again, Tianzun would appear and take him to read books on Qingfeng. Later, he searched all the books on the mountain, and he was free because of this.

He entered the world, became a different person or thing, and experienced a different life.

I don't know how long it took, and he gradually gained some insights in the reincarnation again and again. He felt as if he was about to grasp something, but that feeling was fleeting, which made him very confused.

In the end, he went back to the mountain and re-read these Daoist scriptures. This time, he was no longer as anxious as before, swallowing jujubes, but read slowly, combined with his own experience, and thus gained different insights, but he still Didn't catch the most important thing.

Sometimes he even took the initiative to go to Tianzun to discuss the Tao and improve his understanding of "Tao".

Later, even Tianzun couldn't help him anymore.

He can only continue to enter the world, constantly recite the Taoist scriptures, and constantly seek new insights.

In these long years, it is not that he has tried other methods, such as practicing spells, but the end result is the same. He was ruthlessly killed by the fake, and he couldn't even catch a single move from him .

So he gave up this plan and turned to seek Tao.

"Every plant and tree has a reason for its existence. What I am looking for is my own way..." Qin Lang murmured softly while reading the book.

"My own way..."

"Who am I? Qin Lang?"

"No, I am everything in this world..."

Qin Lang's eyes suddenly became brighter.

Yes, in this world, he is everything!

Rather than saying that he is controlled by reincarnation, it is better to say that he is in control of the reincarnation of all things. He can become any person or thing (except Tianzun) at will, thereby controlling their life, old age, sickness and death, that is to say, he can Control the destiny of this entire reincarnation country!

"My way is the way of all things, the way of reincarnation!"

Qin Lang's eyes shot out a strong light, at this moment, he finally "enlightened".

A bright golden light burst out of the pure white sky, like golden rain sprinkled on the Qingfeng Mountain.

The disciples of Qingfeng Temple looked up at the mountain in surprise, not understanding what happened and how it caused the sky phenomenon.

But the temple master and a group of elders showed joy on their faces.

"This is.....…"

"Heavenly Lord has enlightened!"

"Is Tianzun going to be in the immortal class?"

"Master Tianzun is really amazing."

At this time, Tianzun naturally also saw the vision, his eyes were filled with joy, and with a smile on his face, he went out of the woods and came to the hut [the old man with gray hair was waiting for him at the door.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for enlightenment." He congratulated first, and then asked curiously, "Dare to ask you what Tao you have enlightened to?"

Everyone understands different ways, some are small ways, while others are great ways.

Qin Lang smiled slightly, stretched out his palm to Tianzun, and then turned it slightly, as if twisting some mechanism.

"The way of reincarnation."

Tianzun felt that something had changed in his body, and when he stretched out his hand, he was shocked.

I saw the wrinkles on his hands dissipate like the ebbing tide, and those age spots also gradually dissipated.

In just one breath, his hands became as white and smooth as a young man's.

What is even more exaggerated is that this change has not stopped. His hands, his feet, and even his whole body are changing, slowly shrinking, and slowly becoming more immature.

In the end, he turned into a child of six or seven years old!

He looked at his white and tender hands, and backed away a few steps in fright. Although he had experienced countless storms, he had never seen such a shocking thing. The most important thing was that this miraculous thing happened to him .

He looked at Qin Lang, swallowed subconsciously, and showed a shocked expression that didn't match his biological age.

He knew that what Qin Lang comprehended was a very profound avenue, which could control the life and death of all things!

The timer in the sky also reset to zero at this moment.

The golden light dissipated and was replaced by dense black clouds, indicating that the murderous demon was coming.

Qin Lang went down the mountain and walked to the nearby Zhoucheng.

When he arrived, there was already a sea of ​​red blood in front of him.

"…"Hahaha!"

Cruel laughter floated in the sky.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Qin Lang was neither sad nor worried, he slowly stretched out his hands, and then turned his wrists.

In an instant, the blood that was all over the ground flowed backwards and returned to the bodies of those people, and the body parts of some people who were dismembered gradually gathered from various places and reassembled together.

Those lying on the ground, who were already lifeless, stood up straight and looked at each other blankly, obviously not understanding how they came back to life. Could it be that the scene of being killed before was just a scene of death? Just a dream?

"Qin Lang" who holds the Extinguisher in his hand is still massacring the people crazily. He killed from the east of the city to the west of the city, leaving no one alive. (Li Zhao)

He spread the wings behind his back and flew into the sky, planning to go to the next city.

He turned his head and wanted to see his masterpiece, but there was a scene in front of him that made him extremely puzzled. There were countless living people walking around in the city!

And it was where he had slaughtered before!

He flew back quickly, and the blood all over the ground disappeared, as if there had never been a tragedy here.

If the residents hadn't fled in fright as if they had seen a devil when they saw him, he really would have suspected that the scene of his massacre just now was all imagined by himself.

From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly spotted an old man, who was shaking his palms at the corpses in the corner, as if he was casting a spell.

Immediately under his amazed gaze, the corpses cast by the old man slowly stood up without any damage on their bodies. .