Thousand-year-old Chu, the third generation.
Ye Chen was sitting on the top of a small hill, with his legs crossed, holding a pipe and smoking. In the smoke, he seemed to be cultivating an immortal, with an expression that was full of meaning and had been brewing for a long time. Blood was still contained in the cavity.
He didn't run the reincarnation anymore. It wasn't because he couldn't run it anymore, but because he was tired.
Tired, can you not be tired? In the cycle of reincarnation, I have gone through hundreds of times, been bitten every now and then, and been seriously injured every now and then. Who the hell can bear it
Sometimes, Young Master Ye would think that he probably committed too many sins and did too many shameless things in his previous life, so he was tricked by reincarnation and trapped for nearly a thousand years.
Not only him, but Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang also thought so.
These two supreme beings watched from beginning to end. They watched Young Master Ye spinning around in reincarnation with his own eyes. Not to mention the physical pain, just watching was so damn tiring.
On a dark and windy night, Ye Chen finally smoked out a pack of pipes.
I want to go home!
Reflecting the dim moonlight, the tenth emperor of Da Chu stood up again.
As the cycle of reincarnation goes around, there is no one else in the night.
When he appeared, he was no longer in his third life, but had crossed six reincarnations and reached his ninth life.
This is a mortal country. When he was confused and confused, he was lying quietly on his bed. There was a woman who played the piano for him and stayed by his bed, looking at him and giggling.
That was Liu Ruyan, the princess of Nanzhao Kingdom and the eleventh emperor of Da Chu.
On a dark night, she used her mortal body to block a devastating blow for him.
The bloody scene, that night, became an eternal memory.
Thousands of years later, you will still remember that there was a woman named Liu Ruyan.
Poignant words, lingering on past and present lives.
Ye Chen's eyes were filled with tears. In the reincarnation, he once again shed tears of distress. Even though he knew the history and saw this scene more than once, he still couldn't hide the pain. He owed her more than just a Fate, there is still an ancient relationship.
That woman named Liu Ruyan will never be forgotten.
The wind blows, and the eight marks of reincarnation appear together.
This time, reincarnation turned on its own and he suddenly disappeared.
Or the ninth life.
In the chaotic Beichu, there was a woman sitting on Qingluan's back, powerlessly sitting on it, her cheeks were pale and bloodless, her expression was sad, and there was mist in her eyes.
That was Lin Shihua. She cast the Emperor's Way to the underworld, summoned the King of Dharma Wheel, and made a life-and-death contract just to save her senior brother. A love root that had been planted as early as one night in the back mountain of Hengyue Mountain. Next, there was a big warm hand that pulled her back to the world from hell.
It was so good to die in Ye Chen's arms!
The cute little junior sister clung to her senior brother's clothes until she died, hoping to meet again in the next reincarnation, and hoping that in the next reincarnation, she would be lucky enough to be Ye Chen's wife.
Ye Chen's tears welled up in his eyes.
This scene has been engraved on the soul for hundreds of years, and it will be remembered thousands of times until death.
Reincarnation comes and goes, he disappears and appears again.
But the scene seems to have not changed much. It is still the invasion of demons. The sky is dark, the roar is shaking, and on the blood-colored Nanchu city wall, a woman with white hair as white as snow is buried among thousands of flowers. It shows a glimpse of him at that time. A tender smile.
That was Biyou, who performed a sky burial with thousands of flowers, pulled away the demons, and went to hell together.
Goodbye in the next life.
This was the last word Biyou said to him in the last reincarnation. The daughter of the Sword Emperor was once arrogant, like the fairy from the sky, who did not eat the fireworks of the world, did not mess with the dust of the world, but worked for a man named Ye Chen. , revealing her world-famous beauty.
Accompanied by tears, the cycle of reincarnation reached its peak, carrying him away.
When he appeared again, he saw a flash of blood, staining the sky red.
Two poignant and beautiful women, like two withered flowers, scatter a lifetime of youthfulness.
Those were Shangguan Yu'er and Shangguan Hanyue.
In a certain ancient time, one of them was the Pill Sage Ye Chen, and the other was the Killer Qin Yu. They stood in front of their lover at the last moment of life and death.
Ye Chen's face was filled with tears, and the bloody pain had made him forget about reincarnation.
The two princesses of the Shangguan family also wandered around again and again in two reincarnations. That dark night was also an eternal freeze, engraved in memory.
Suddenly, the cycle of reincarnation started running for the third time without being summoned.
With tears in his eyes, he saw Chu Ling'er, using her frail body to block the emperor's blow for her Ye Chen. The gorgeous blood flowers bloomed from Northern Chu to Southern Chu, and were killed by her lover. It was pulled out from the rubble and spoke the last words of love in time.
Tears blurred Ye Chen's eyes.
That was his Chu Ling'er, and there was still their child in her belly. She would follow her mother into the underworld. It was her mother who blocked the emperor's blow for him.
Tears flowed through reincarnation, and the mark trembled again.
It was still the ninth life, still the vast army of demons, reflecting the light of doomsday. The face on Ji Ningshuang's back looked at her master Ye Chen with a tender smile. At that moment, she no longer looked at Ye Chen. Chen is the master, but the person she loves most.
The princess in the mortal world, her life, the legend is also tragic.
In the ninth life, there seem to be too many stories.
Many stories made Samsara Mark reluctant to let him leave.
In the underground palace of Dan City, in front of the burning alchemy furnace, Luo Xi and Xuannv were facing each other, looking back and smiling, as if they could see the Nanchu city wall and the bloody back on the wall from countless miles away. Fighting with the devil, fighting until you are like a madman.
With one leap, they sacrificed the elixir spirit and created the Tianji elixir.
At this moment, Ye Chen's heart suddenly hurt again, even more than when he swallowed the Tianji Pill, but saw two beautiful women using their lives to help him achieve the completion of the Holy Body.
Samsara was puzzled and turned around again before his tears fell.
Ye Chen disappeared and reappeared.
It was the same Dan City, where a woman stained with blood stood in front of the main hall, trying to gain time for her lover to break through and fight against the devil.
That was Ji Ningshuang, the last person who stood in front of him when the demon invaded, and the last woman to die in his arms.
If there is an afterlife, may you promise me lifelong love.
These lingering words echoed in my ears, accompanied by ancient tenderness.
It's a pity that she didn't wait for his promise in the next life until her death.
Ye Chen's guilt filled his heart and he burst into tears.
He was so cruel back then. He knew that she wanted to hear those words, but he never said them out, allowing an infatuated woman to enter the next reincarnation with regret.
The reincarnation turns again and again, and it is still the ninth life.
Tianxuan Gate, with scattered petals, a woman, wearing a bright red wedding dress, walked up to the altar step by step, lay beside his lover, and smiled at him.
That was Nanming Yushu, the daughter of Emperor Xuan.
She was a beautiful woman, but she gave up her worldly beauty to a man named Ye Chen, just to exchange for his three years of life. Cause and effect are the ties between love and affection.
Ye Chen laughed and cried. Even though he had seen this scene more than once in his reincarnation, he still couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the tender tears for the bride. The heart-breaking pain could not match the love of a woman. Those three years were his most precious three years.
A wedding dress carries unforgettable memories.
"Have you discovered that these reincarnations are all in the ninth life." Di Huang said calmly, "Moreover, every time you are transported, you are closer to the original era."
I understand his true intention in the first life. "Underworld Emperor smiled and said, "What he entered was reincarnation, but what he realized was the true love of the world. That would be a mark to guide him in the direction. "
His words were quite meaningful, and Dihuang could understand them.
The two supreme beings looked towards reincarnation together again.
After several teleportations, Ye Chen reached the end of reincarnation again. In the chaos, he stood like a statue on the long river of time, standing still despite the vicissitudes of the world.
The thousand-year road of reincarnation, the eight great reincarnations.
He didn't understand the so-called love until today.
He did not fully understand the supreme law, but he understood love clearly. Although they were separated by reincarnation and did not see each other, Qingqing ignored this barrier.
This is his true direction.
I would rather bear down on the common people than let you down.
His whispers resounded through the chaos and the eight great reincarnations.
As he closed his eyes, the mark of eight reincarnations appeared again.
I don’t know how many times he disappeared suddenly, using love as a bond to truly transcend reincarnation.