Chapter 735: A hundred reincarnations, the three immortal scriptures are gathered together to destroy the illusion
In the bamboo forest between the mountains, the breeze was blowing gently.
A boy about fifteen or sixteen years old opened his eyes slightly and rubbed them in confusion.
The boy had no name, no father or mother, and was raised by a blind fortuneteller since he was a child.
The blind fortuneteller said that he was the reincarnation of a god and would become a great man in the future.
The boy sneered.
He didn't think that the gods would be willing to reincarnate as a bastard that no one wanted.
Although the blind fortuneteller didn't make the boy rich and powerful, he taught him martial arts, so that he could kill a tiger with one punch when he was a teenager.
Later, the blind fortuneteller died of illness, and the boy felt that he would no longer have any relatives.
Later, the boy saw her.
He saw the blood on her body, the blood on her face, and the despair on her face.
Behind her were the people chasing her.
For some reason, when he saw the girl's eyes covered with blood but still clear, he subconsciously took action.
Finally.
The boy came to the girl with injuries all over his body and stretched out his hand.
"What's your name?"
"My name is... Little Kite." The girl said timidly.
"Then follow me." The boy took the girl's hand as if nothing had happened.
The girl held it tightly and did not let go.
This followed for three years.
In three years, the girl was assassinated countless times, and the boy helped her block countless assassinations.
The boy became stronger and stronger, but his injuries also increased.
Three years later.
A group of people found the girl and wanted to take her away.
The boy watched silently without saying a word.
Before leaving, the girl threw herself into the boy's arms and kissed his face.
"I will come back to find you, Little Kite will become very strong, very strong, and will never let you get hurt again." The girl vowed.
She stuffed a sachet into the boy's heart.
"Never forget me."
She left.
The boy hated it and even felt betrayed.
He picked up the sachet and wanted to throw it away, but he finally put it in his arms.
Later, the boy met a young man.
A young man who went hunting in the mountains and was almost eaten by a white tiger.
He killed the white tiger with a punch and looked at the young man with contempt.
"If you are so useless, don't go hunting in the mountains."
"Hello, I am the thirteenth prince of Beiliang. Thank you for saving me." The young man laughed heartily.
From then on, Beiliang Kingdom had one more legend.
A general who had no name but shocked all parties.
Ten years later.
The Zichuan Empire attacked the imperial capital of Beiliang Kingdom.
A silent figure with a mask like an iron tower stood on the wall of the imperial capital.
With 30,000 remnants, he vowed to defend the country.
The Empress of Zichuan Empire leads the army in person.
"The Lord of Beiliang has hanged himself, why are you still defending?" Someone shouted.
That figure remained silent.
He only knew that the young man who was almost eaten by the white tiger died in the rope he used to hang himself.
But he wanted to fight to the last moment.
Empress Zichuan covered her face with a pearl curtain.
She looked at the stubborn figure in front of her, reached out her hand into the air, and a sword was in her hand.
"Once we conquer Beiliang, no one in this world can hurt us anymore." The Empress murmured in her heart.
Puff!
Blood was splattering.
The sword in Empress Zichuan's hand pierced the general's heart.
"Let me see who is the last backbone of Beiliang?"
Empress Zichuan took off the general's mask.
A familiar face was revealed.
"Why..."
"Little Kite, you are here, and you have become very powerful..." The general took out something with trembling hands.
It was a blood-stained sachet.
For ten years, it was in my heart.
The general closed his eyes.
The Zichuan Empress's hair was disheveled and she was heartbroken.
A sword cut her throat.
The bodies of the two leaned against each other.
The blood splattered and merged together.
The first life ended.
...
The lights were on.
A handsome servant secretly looked at the beautiful courtesan in the room.
She should be the most beautiful woman in this brothel.
Her name is Li Yuan.
She is not only beautiful, but also beautiful in heart.
Unlike other women, they are all scheming against each other.
One day, the servant accidentally knocked over a guest's wine glass and was beaten and kicked by the guest, almost to death.
It was Li Yuan who took action, hugged the guest, coaxed him to be happy, and told him not to care.
The servant lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Late at night, he didn't know where he got the courage, found Li Yuan, hugged her and said, I want to take you away.
Li Yuan smiled and said, OK, when you become the best in the world, take me away.
The servant left.
He met a master and became his apprentice.
In three years, he became famous all over the world with a sword.
He came to the brothel again.
The courtesan was gone.
I heard that she died in a wealthy family a month ago.
Before she died, she was still muttering, take her away.
He held the sword and massacred the family, 300 people, leaving no life.
He hugged the courtesan's already cold body and walked towards the sunset step by step.
The second life ended.
There are many more stories.
There was a scholar who went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. He met a fox spirit in the middle of the night. Humans and demons went their separate ways.
There was a disciple of the Dao Sect who fell in love with a witch of the Demon Sect and finally committed suicide for love.
And these people, without exception, would have a question in their hearts before they died.
Who am I?
They didn't know who they were, they just felt that they seemed to have forgotten something.
They only remembered that they seemed to have seen a vague figure in white clothes in their dreams, coming to the mortal world.
Reincarnation after reincarnation, it seemed that there was no end.
The fifth life...
The seventh life...
The twentieth life...
The seventy-second life...
The ninety-nine reincarnations passed through the bad fate.
Until the hundredth life.
He was the eldest son of the world's number one demon-killing family.
He had an extraordinary handsome appearance.
But his personality was cold and distant, as if he had no feelings.
Exterminating demons was even more cruel.
But only a few people knew.
He is not a human.
He is a human-shaped Taoist soldier from the first demon-killing family, passed down from ancient times.
He thought that he might never have the feeling of love in his life.
Until he met a peach blossom demon.
"My name is Tao Yuan."
The little peach demon smiled charmingly.
He didn't know why he didn't kill her.
Maybe it was because that smile was too brilliant.
Tao Yuan told him that the world outside is very big, and there are thousands of mountains and rivers that can't be stepped on.
"If you want, I can go with you to see it." Tao Yuan smiled sweetly.
"I am the eldest son of the first demon-killing family." He said.
"I'm not afraid, you are a good person." Tao Yuan smiled innocently.
He still had no expression on his face.
But in his brow, there was a faint ancient symbol slowly appearing.
Later, the story of the little peach demon was exposed.
In the square hall of the first demon-killing family, everyone asked him to kill the little peach demon with his own hands.
The little peach demon was weak and collapsed to the ground with wounds all over her body.
And she was still smiling at him.
Just like when they first met, her smile was as bright as peach blossoms.
"I am not afraid of death, I am only afraid that I can't accompany you to see thousands of rivers and mountains..." Tao Yuan said with a pale face and a weak smile.
He raised the sword in his hand.
Hesitant.
Kill.
Still not killing?
His hands were shaking.
At this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly came from his mind.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have reached the deepest part of the black abyss, do you want to sign in?"
He answered subconsciously.
"Ding, congratulations to the host, sign in to the Three Worlds Immortal Scripture, the Future No Life Scripture!"
Boom!
Accompanied by the sound of machinery.
The three great scriptures of the past Amitabha Sutra, the present Tathagata Sutra, and the future Wusheng Sutra.
Completely integrated into the supreme immortal scripture for cultivating the primordial spirit, the Three Worlds Immortal Scripture!
At this moment, his mind was instantly clear.
At the same time, the ancient talisman in his mind released infinite light.
That was half of the ancient emperor talisman, protecting his primordial spirit.
"Haha, a hundred reincarnation tests, worthy of the underworld."
His eyes were cold and gloomy, looking at Tao Yuan, who was lying on the ground, weak and pitiful.
"Ling Yuan, I'm afraid you haven't woken up yet, it seems that this son of God is still one step ahead."
He fell with a sword and killed the little peach monster!