Depressed Fairy

A faint glow shone from Chen Yuan's chest, as soft as a firefly, wrapping his whole body.

Suddenly, a long illusory river fell, entangling him, but the water was calm, without any waves.

Chen Yuan looked calm, not surprised by this, as if he had experienced it before. He untied the seal in his hand, and the bronze mirror in his chest shook, and a figure with white hair and black clothes appeared on the mirror.

He smiled slightly, walked out of the mirror, and jumped into the illusory river.

"Wind and clouds rise at will, and the world has a new chapter."

The next moment, this figure merged into the river, and Chen Yuan's will also penetrated into it, constantly moving forward and backward, and the merit and virtue energy was consumed, and countless light and film clips passed in front of his eyes, like a revolving lantern, like an illusory phase.

Chen Yuan knew in his heart that these were all fragments of past history, silhouettes that really happened and settled in history.

Many new memories emerged from his heart. They were traces of the past and his influence on the past. Many of the contents changed with his will, reflecting his real experiences in the Dongxu Realm into the long river, intertwining with the past, and finally creating a seemingly true and false past -

He went up the mountain alone to worship his master...

He entered the practice method...

He went out to travel after success...

He fought with others in anger...

He was seriously injured and went into seclusion...

He avoided the great disaster of his master...

As the memories continued to increase, a clear line of his life became clearer and clearer.

It did not change the situation, life and death, or existence, but it seemed that someone wrote a few strokes in the cracks of history and in many coincidences, outlining a character.

But the past and the present are connected everywhere, and the cracks and coincidences are limited, so it is okay once. The more changes there are, the more backlash and contradictions there are, and the greater the pressure is. Even when Chen Yuan was in Dongxu, he could only use the power of his soul twice!

"There is a cultivator in Qishan, his surname is Chen. He became a disciple during the Xuande period of Nankang Kingdom. He practiced diligently, building his foundation in one year, refining essence in ten years, transforming qi in twenty years, and refining qi in thirty years!"

"After he became a golden elixir, he went out to travel. He was invincible among his peers, so he was envied and hated. He eventually fell into a trap and was surrounded and killed. After a bloody battle, he fought his way out! In this battle, there were seven golden elixirs and three spirit transformations. In the end, all the golden elixirs were destroyed, and one spirit transformation died and two were seriously injured!"

"Chen Xiu was seriously injured and went into seclusion. After that, he disappeared. Qishan collapsed, Xianmen fell, and he was nowhere to be seen."

Click.

In the dusty book pavilion, several heavy breathing sounds were heard.

Putting down the book in his hand, Lin Xiangjuan and Jingxuan looked at each other, and saw shock and excitement in each other's eyes!

When Chen Yuan was browsing the collection in Xingzhai and Xuanji Pavilion, the people of the eight sects were not idle. They were all following the characteristics of "Xuyanzi" to find out whether there was such a person in the past files.

As the descendants of Xingzhai, Lin Xiangjuan, Jingxuan and others immediately entered the case building and looked through the books after Chen Yuan left.

But until the sudden change on the island, they had not made any progress until they fell into physical decay like everyone else. Who knew that after the change, they endured fatigue, discomfort, panic and worry, and found a lot!

"This cultivator surnamed Chen from Qishan Sect, judging from the records, descriptions, methods and personality, is very likely to be the great-grandfather of Master Xu Yanzi!" Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiangjuan said anxiously.

Jing Xuan said excitedly: "Yes! According to the news, the master's family name is Chen Chuan! The people in Xuanji Pavilion also said that the pavilion master calculated that the master's uncle was a descendant of Qishan! It's right! It's all right!" Lin Xiangjuan nodded and said excitedly: "When the golden elixir is refining qi, it can kill the Taoist master of Huashen! If it weren't for the records of the old people and I personally experienced the power of the master's uncle, I would not dare to believe it! It's really amazing!" "That was still in the siege, fell into the enemy's trap, was in an absolutely unfavorable condition, and finally fought back and rushed out Break out of the siege! Just thinking about it makes me excited! "Jing Xuan said, with a look of longing on her face, and then said: "However, everything is interdependent, and the great-grandmaster also found a place to retreat and regulate his breathing because of his serious injury, so he avoided the disaster of the Qishan Sect's extermination!" "So, the great-grandmaster is indeed a figure from four hundred years ago! No wonder he has such a high level of Taoism!" Lin Xiangjuan said, and suddenly came to his senses, "By the way, we must quickly inform the master Yu and others of this news!" "That's right." As the two pinched the seal, wrote the talisman, and spread the news. Li Xuanji and others who were guarding not far from Chen Yuan soon got the news. "So that's it! The Qishan disciple from four hundred years ago! I seem to have heard my master mention that there was such a person, with the cultivation of Jindan, who killed many people in a row and was extremely fierce! It turned out to be this person!" Yanhe Tongzi was amazed. "Only such a person can suppress the incarnation of the Star Lord, resist the disaster of extermination, and turn the tide!" Li Xuanji was still frightened. He looked at the others and then carefully peeked into the distance.

In the air, a scroll was suspended.

Just now, the Star Lords fought and there were many changes. They didn't dare to look at it, because it was easy to be affected by the aftermath, leaving an indelible hidden danger.

After that, Chen Yuan refined five spiritual lights and led out the painting. Although he came out for a short time in the middle, he now sneaked into it again.

Several people were in awe and didn't dare to move forward. At the same time, they also vaguely realized that there was actually a hidden around the scroll. Just thinking about approaching would cause warning signs, so they naturally didn't dare to act rashly.

Not to mention, they were all pale, all because they didn't know the depth just now and rashly calculated "Xu Yanzi" and were implicated.

"Ahem..." Monk Xuan, whose face was pale and his eyes were sunken, as if he was terminally ill, said: "The situation is already clear. Xuyanzi is the legacy of Qishan and the most orthodox successor of this island. Let's take care of this. This guy named Senior Brother is actually a high-ranking person and has taken advantage of him! And he is more capable of resisting the Star King. Even if the alliance leader is resurrected, he is far inferior. What qualifications and reasons do we have for such a person in the Eight Sects of Qishan? , to resist and resist?”

"Then the key to our fortune is given to him, so what's the problem? As long as we can get his protection, even if it's just a name or a banner, it's worth it!" Li Xuanji was unwilling to be left behind, and followed closely: " It’s time for you to think deeply.”

The expressions of the other people changed, but they no longer had any firm intention to refuse.

Boy Yanhe suddenly laughed and said: "There is so much to think about. If he really wants to take it, can we stop him? You dare not even look at the incarnation of the Star Lord, how dare you stop him?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone woke up and felt relieved.

"Yes, this is the destiny," even Si Jie said solemnly: "I just hope that we can take this opportunity to make good friends, and preferably...to rebuild Qishan."

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When everyone heard this, they were stunned at first, and then stared at the great elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect with strange eyes.

In particular, Li Xuanji and Monk Xuan were shocked, and secretly thought: Could it be that this person is hiding something secretly?

"What are you waiting for? A certain family just..."

Hooray!

Si Jie was still waiting to say anything when he suddenly heard the sound of surging water. Immediately, several people felt pain in their brains and fell to the ground one after another!

the other side.

As the light of black and white gradually merges with the long river, memories are born from nothingness, and the past becomes reality from fiction. Chen Yuan's will is also involved in cause and effect, and begins to sense and connect with relevant places, people, and events, until...

Buzz!

A buzz!

His consciousness seemed to have hit a boundary.

Then, a stinging pain exploded in my mind!

The will to swim upstream is about to collapse!

But for a monk like him who has been tempered for thousands of years, his Taoist heart is tenacious and his soul is protected by a bronze mirror, so he changed his mind and concentrated his will, unmoving like a mountain.

"Is this...the relevant memory touching the boundary of Dingyuan's small world?"

In the depths of his consciousness, a vast memory emerged. It was the edge of the vast ocean, as if it were a boundary shrouded in countless thick fogs. Even if he tried his best to peek out, he still could not see the true shadow in the fog!

"Fairy spirit!?"

Boom!

Suddenly, in the damaged world of the painting, the fog filled everywhere surged!

The black weirdo trembled, screamed, and suddenly covered his face, then threw his head back and fell down, making no sound.

Immediately afterwards, the clouds and mist from all directions in the world in the painting rushed towards the crack where Chen Yuan was!

"receive!"

Chen Yuan had already expected it. When he saw the mist coming, he waved his hand and a halo of misfortune appeared behind him. The ring was like a black hole, swallowing up all the continuous mist and transmitting it to the incarnations of the three corpses!

This incarnation was originally in the wooden tablet and the brocade bag. At this time, it received the surging fairy spirit. It immediately jumped out of the brocade bag with trembling. It sat in front of Chen Yuan in the air, closing its eyes and saying nothing, with the mist curling up.

In an instant, ruins in the mountains and blurry figures in the clouds and mist appeared again in Chen Yuan's consciousness.

But this time, he seemed to be pulled by someone, and he suddenly came closer, passing through the layers of clouds and trees, and finally came to the person, and then he saw his appearance clearly——

This person seems to be sitting cross-legged, but in fact all his limbs are severed, his chest and abdomen are disemboweled, and the inside is empty. And this person's face is as pale as paper, one eye is empty, and the other eye seems to have been dug out, leaving only darkness. The holes reveal the meaning of death and destruction.

A strong death aura surrounds this person, making him look completely dead. However, he also has a floating, distant and ethereal feeling, as if a gust of wind blows, and this person can turn into a breeze and sweep across half of the sky, invading the sky. Color the world!

Immortal! ?

Wow!

All the scenes were shattered instantly, and Chen Yuan's consciousness also left this illusion!

The corresponding memory has been imprinted in Chen Yuan's heart, giving him a complete identity in this world and in this world, and there is no longer a barrier between him and the way of heaven.

However, this was a proper change, and he was not surprised. Instead, he became concerned about something else.

"has a problem!"

Chen Yuan squinted his eyes in thought.

"There is something wrong with the Ding Yuan formation. This formation seems to be related to the dead immortal, if that person is really an immortal!"

He looked at the three corpse incarnations in front of him, feeling the trembling severed fingers in the magical body. His eyes turned and fell on the silent black monster again.

The next moment, Chen Yuan's will descended into the incarnation!

The incarnations of the three corpses suddenly opened their eyes. There were clouds in their eyes, and a severed finger buzzed in the body. Strange power spread, gathered in the left hand, and grabbed it forward!

Poof!

An eyeball flew up from the black monster's face!

First, I have to go to bed...