The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

It turned out to be so, it turned out to be so...

Stand in the heart of the boundary.

After being able to retrieve the past memory that was erased by heaven, Ye Wushen burst into tears in an instant.

Zhang Yun is not reborn.

Or rather, she wasn't the only one reborn.

But -

The world is reborn.

The world that was originally on the verge of destruction, after paying a sufficient and heavy price, was able to reshape the time and be reborn before all tragedies happened.

Ye Wuchen has already recovered all the memories, the memories he has experienced and possessed but lost in the end.

-

If now, the world Ye Wuchen is in is the second week of the restart.

Then, the world before rebirth was Zhoumu.

In Zhoumu, that is, the world in Zhang Yun's memory.

Shortly after Zhang Yun's death.

The battlefield situation was reversed, and the cultivation world ushered in a chance of victory.

The opportunity was exactly what Ye Shenguang proposed at that time, to release the ancient monsters in the ice dungeon of the Shang Qingzong, and let them serve as combat power to fight against the powerful foreign monks who had the upper hand at that time.

At first, everyone in the nine sects opposed it.

But in the end, Ye Shenguang convinced them.

Let them let go, as long as Ye Shenguang can persuade those ancient monsters in the ice dungeon, he will agree to his proposal.

But Ye Wuchen went into the ice dungeon alone.

With the help of An Yihe, the master uncle of the Qing Dynasty who was suppressed in the ice dungeon, he successfully persuaded Chi You, the master of demons in the ice dungeon at that time.

Reached an agreement with them, [-] million ancient monsters in the ice dungeon rushed into the battlefield to help the cultivation world.

And each of these ancient monsters is a powerful and terrifying existence capable of destroying the world.

After all, he is the one who is afraid of even the Dao of Heaven, will not tolerate it, and finally suppresses it.

With the help of this group of ancient monsters, the situation of the battle was reversed in an instant, and the field of comprehension gained the upper hand and conquered the lost ground.

Pressing harder and harder, finally expelled this group of foreign monks.

finally--

The cultivation world ushered in a victory.

After paying a very heavy price, finally ushered in the victory.

At that time, everyone was cheering and joyful.

No one realizes the darkness, the danger, that lurks beneath victory.

"You will regret it."

On that battlefield, Ye Wuchen was at odds with Ye Wuchen, and the commander of the Qiming Realm, Liu Yi, who had a blood feud, said coldly to Ye Wuchen when he was defeated and retreating, "You will regret it!"

"In the end, none of you can save."

Ye Wuchen, who didn't realize what he meant at the time, just thought that he was unwilling to be defeated and retreated.He didn't notice his complicated and cold eyes with deep meaning.

Ever since Ye Guanghan, in order to fight for a ray of life in the face of the fallen world of self-cultivation, blew up his primordial spirit together with dozens of monks from the nine major sects, and dragged the group of monks from the Qiming world to their deaths.

Ever since Ye Jiangxue died in battle to rescue Shang Qingzong.

Ye Wu was still alive, but since then, he was only alive.

His heart, which was frozen by hatred and pain, has been filled with anger, hatred, and the ambition to save the world since then.

"roll!"

Ye Wuchen said to Liu Yi in front of him with a cold voice full of killing intent, "If you don't want to die, get lost!"

Hearing this, Liu Yi took a deep look at him, and then led the soldiers away.

Since then, monks from the Enlightenment Realm outside the territory have withdrawn from the realm of comprehension.

The war against the outside world, which lasted for more than two hundred years, finally came to an end.

The war is over.

The entire cultivation world erupted with extreme joy.

That day, countless people cried.

I can't cry myself.

Crying dead people, relatives, colleagues, friends, lovers...

All those who died in that long and hard dark war.

And just when everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, thinking that they would usher in a new life,

one year later.

The Plague of Absolute Spirit Stone broke out.

The rapid spread swept the entire comprehension world, and everyone became prisoners of magic stones, addicts.

Ten years later.

In just ten years, this cultivation world, which had just won victory, fell into a boundless hell.

"This world is hopeless."

Seeing the living evil ghosts in this purgatory on earth, Ye Wu's face was expressionless, his eyes were calm and dead like a pool of stagnant water, and he said to Fuxi who was standing beside him.

"I regret it." Ye Wuchen said, "I should have died earlier and followed my father, brother, uncle, uncle..."

"Leave together."

"Instead of being left alone, facing this... hopeless dark world."

"Why, I didn't die?"

"Why did I survive..."

"I regret."

Ye Wuchen said, "I regret it."

"It's not worth it..."

"It's not worth it!"

"Those who died, those who worked desperately to save the world, are not worth it..."

"This world is hopeless."

Standing beside him in a phantom, Fuxi stretched out his arms and hugged the crying young man in front of him.

He wanted to hug him, to hold him tight.

But in the end, his hand, passed through his body.

Looking at his own transparent and illusory arm under the sun, Fuxi showed a helpless wry smile on his face.

"...If I give you another chance to start over."

Fuxi looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Will you regret it?"

"Regret saving the world?"

"How is it possible." The young man said, "There is nothing wrong with this world, we save him, and we are also saving ourselves, it's just..."

"We were wrong."

"It's human beings who are wrong. Because of human greed and desire, this world has ushered in a catastrophe. I finally understand why the enlightened world is so devoid of humanity. They are no longer human, but just a group of people who will do whatever they can to survive. The flesh and blood of other worlds, but lingering demons."

"And because of the fault of human beings, this world, where countless people, my father, my elder brother, and my classmates, worked hard, desperately, and sacrificed themselves to save the world, finally ushered in the end."

"This place finally became the second Enlightenment Realm."

Ye Wuchen said, "If, if..."

"If that day does come, I would rather end it all with me."

"I'll help you."

Fuxi looked at him and said, "I'll help you."

Hearing this, Ye Wushen raised his head and looked at him.

"You will get it."

"...you will eventually get what you want. I still remember the smile on your face when I first met you."

"I really hope that I can see your smile again."

A month later.

Fuxi, together with thirty million ancient monsters, sacrificed their own flesh and blood, body, soul, soul, gods and monsters for the immortal life...

Same day deal.

In exchange for resetting the world.

Back in time.

-

The world is back.

All the dead and surviving people have returned to the beginning.

When nothing happened.

"what have you done?"

Standing in the heart of the world, with tears streaming down his face, the pale Ye Wuchen was in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Fuxi, who had also recovered his memory, came with a hoarse voice, "Why did we, who should have been completely annihilated and ceased to exist, also survive and be reborn in this world?"

"What did you pay for!"

Hearing this, the pale-faced Ye Wushen raised his lips, and said with a wry smile, "I can't compare to you guys, I just paid a little bit of nothing."

"You have your innate immortality, and I also have this way. This original world owes me my life!"

Ye Wushen said.

His body is the innate Qinglian conceived and born in the chaos, and he is a compatriot with Pan Gu.But when he was in the mother's womb, the strong Pangu absorbed most of his strength, while he was due to lack of strength, malnutrition, and the dog brought...

Fortunately, Pangu discovered the existence of the weak man in time, and left food in his mouth, which allowed him to preserve his true spirit.

Although she fell into a deep sleep, she never woke up, and was born in this world.

But in the end the true spirit still exists.

Hou Pangu opened up the world and transformed himself into a prehistoric world.

This is the realm of the myriad realms, the realm of origin.

Pangu created the world and fell, the way, the way of heaven, the world, owed Pangu a life.

And Pangu once revived Ye Wu, who was still a green lotus seed at that time, so that he could not be born and came to the world, and owed him his life.

A life for a life.

The avenue, the way of heaven, and the original world owe Ye Wushen his life.

Therefore, there is only the agent of heaven's will, the Taoist ancestor gave the innate Qinglian to the demon emperor Jun, and gave it a new life.

This is the world, the way of heaven, and what the great way owes me.

And I exchanged my life for yours.

What a bargain!

Wen Yan, after listening to his words.

Fuxi was silent for a long time.

Finally he sighed and said, "You are so stupid."

"You are the innate Qinglian, charged with the destiny of good fortune and creation. The Dao, the way of heaven, and the original world owe you. I must help you become a god, a saint, and an emperor." Fuxi said, "As long as the big and small heavens, the original world is owed You, you will have no worries forever, you will be loved by luck, and you will return with your destiny."

"But……"

Ye Wushen said, "That world doesn't have you."

"Even if I am an emperor, a saint, or a god, in a world without you, I am all alone, how can I be happy?"

Ye Wuchen said, "What about you?"

"You who have always wanted to reproduce the past glory of the ancient demon gods, why did you give up everything for me, give up the great cause that has been planned for hundreds of thousands of years, and drag all the demons to die with you?"

Ye Wu stared at him deeply and asked.

"...Because, I found that when you are not smiling, you are ugly."

"..."

Ye Wuchen, who was expecting his answer, froze immediately.

What the hell!

"Especially when you cry, it's the ugliest." Fu Xi added.

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

Ha ha.

I regret it, you'd better die!