Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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March is sunny and spring, snowy night.

It was cold and windy outside the house, and the whistling sound came overwhelmingly, flapping and hunting on the eaves, with a menacing threat that made people's heart skip a beat.

A lamp was burning in the house.

The formation was running continuously, isolating all wind, frost, rain and snow, but the faint light flickered in the darkness, as if it would go out at any time.

Xiao Chongyan opened his eyes, and saw the light at first sight.

The faint yellow lights brightened instantly in his eyes, but after a few breaths, they suddenly went out with a "bang".

His eyes were puzzled first, then stunned, and finally turned into peace.

It was a soul-focusing lamp.

He was reborn.

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Xiao Chongyan lay quietly, slowly sorting out the past memories of this body.

But 15 years, very short, but meaningful.

In this reincarnation, he is still the direct prince of the Donghuang Dynasty in the Canglan Continent, and he bears the blood of both human and demon races, which is no different from his previous life.

It's just that in his last life, his single name was the word Yi, and his name was removed from the royal family record later on. In this life, as Xiao Chongyan, he is the only descendant of the royal family recognized by the Donghuang Dynasty.

Bloodline and identity are the same as before, but after reincarnation, they are quite different from before.

Xiao Chongyan struggled to raise his hand to hold his heart, felt the weak beating sound under his palm, and was expressionless in the sudden palpitation.

Compared with before, this body seems too sick and weak.

His reincarnation was suppressed by this world, and he was born with a lack of soul and unstable soul. Since birth, his soul was forced to leave his body and has been sleeping until now.

That's why someone lit a soul-gathering lamp for him, and defended the detached soul day after day until he finally woke up.

But it shouldn't be.

Xiao Chongyan thought in his heart as he heard the cold wind outside the house screaming more and more fiercely.

It is now March in Yangchun, but the wind and snow outside are harsher than the cold winter.

His reincarnation was against the heavens and the earth, and the price was extremely heavy, and this phenomenon of the heavens and the earth was probably caused by this.What's more, he shouldn't have woken up at this time, and he shouldn't have such a chance to reincarnate and rebuild, to regain a new life——

Because he died thousands of years ago, there should be no afterlife.

Thousands of years ago, Xiao Chongyan was still the Demon Lord of the Northland, the ruler of all the sects of the Demon Clan, and also the Canglan Sword Master, with a pinnacle of sword practice.

He has only been practicing for [-] years and broke through to become sacred. He is the first person in Canglan Continent to break through and ascend.

In the past 800 years of practice, although Xiao Chongyan didn't use many swords, relying on his will, he never damaged Canglan Continent's fortune.

After he broke the realm, he moved his mind at will, suppressed the realm to stay, and wanted to make up for the lack of heaven with his own cultivation in the sacred realm, and repair the square pillars of the Canglan Continent that were damaged due to the war.

The Tianzhu is the foundation of the Canglan Continent, and once it overturns, it will be a catastrophe. If Xiao Chongyan really wants to ascend, he must give back to this world, so as to end the karma of cultivating spiritual power for hundreds of years.

But Xiao Chongyan didn't expect that it was the continent he protected behind that turned against him, and all forces jointly set up a situation just to take his life.

During the nearly thousand days of being trapped in Liuyunding, his soul and sword bones were stripped away bit by bit, his cultivation base and vitality were devoured, and finally he fell silently.

Nine points of soul, half a pair of sword bones, and a body of great cultivation, all belong to the square pillars.

And he died from then on, and there was no afterlife.

The formation that traps him is called "Zhu Xian".Apart from him, there were only four other people on Liuyun Peak that day.

The two great human dynasties of Donghuang and Zhongzhou, the Demon Clan of the North, and the Spirit Clan of the South Island.

Three clans, four families, is a Canglan.

Everyone wanted him to sacrifice himself to the Tianzhu, the first immortal in the Canglan Continent in ten thousand years, in exchange for an illusory millennium of peace.

Xiao Chongyan looked a little regretful.

Millennium peace?

Not long after he woke up, he could feel that the air mechanism between the heaven and the earth was extremely chaotic, and the four pillars of the sky were crumbling and would collapse at any time.

For thousands of years, Cang Lan has indeed been peaceful.

But behind the colorful flowers on the outside, there are already many holes, the building is about to collapse, it is about to collapse completely, and it is difficult to recover.

Back then, Canglan used himself as a sacrifice, and the millennium of peace that he barely obtained——

It turned out to be just a self-deception.

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"Wow—"

The wind and snow hit the window eaves, and the snowflakes floated into the house and landed on Xiao Chongyan's fingertips.

He lowered his head and looked at the condensed frost on his fingertips. He felt an extremely obscure killing intent in it, and was suddenly very disappointed.

Naturally, he didn't know the identities of the four people on Liuyun Peak, but he didn't want to know either.

It's just a group of useless fools who moved themselves, and the self a thousand years ago happened to be willing to give them a chance.

Nine points of soul, half a pair of sword bones, even a body of Dao cultivation base and wealth and life, to Xiao Chongyan, it is just a matter of willingness and gain.

Cultivation is the most important cause and effect, what he wants to get, he naturally has to give up something.

And what he didn't want, he gave up everything.

Give up and give up, who cares about the flood behind him?

Life is too short, and it is too difficult to practice Taoism. How can we stop when the Dao is ahead?

This reincarnation and recultivation, Xiao Chongyan originally only wanted to prove the Dao and ascend to the Nine Heavens.

But now that the Canglan Continent is about to collapse, he wakes up early and is still in this world, with unresolved karma, yet he must go to verify the identities of the four people——

Find them and kill them, so that there will be less trash on the Nine Heavens, and the Canglan Continent will continue for another thousand years.

He wants to make this world truly peaceful and long live.

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Xiao Chongyan stood up with some difficulty, groped his way to the window, and looked into the distance through the falling snow.

The night was silent, but there was a sudden fire that soared into the sky, spreading from the end of the night all the way, continuously.

There was no mourning from the flames, but all the vitality belonging to the servants of the villa had been completely cut off.

Xiao Chongyan reasoned silently in his heart, his eyes unconsciously fell on the extinguished soul-gathering lamp, and his expression gradually became extremely pale.

If it was in the past, when he was still the Demon Lord of the Northland, he would have ignored this kind of overreaching assassination, and when he got bored, he would just kill him with a single sword.

However, now that his soul has been wounded and his cultivation has been completely lost, he is extremely weak——

Canglan Sword Master, who used to point his sword at the blue sky, might not even be able to lift a sword now.

"Boom--!"

The ground shook violently, the formation in the courtyard was broken, and the flames rolled backwards. The red flames dyed the sky and the earth red. Approaching.

Surrounded by siege, Xiao Chongyan looked very calm.

Standing behind the door, he quietly looked at the assassins who were encircling him, then suddenly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.

Then he stretched out his hand and pressed the door in front of him with a little force.

"Crack."

The door opened.

At the most critical moment, Xiao Chongyan gave up the last formation without hesitation, stepped out of the house, and walked into the siege of those assassins——

The wind and snow all over the sky pressed down heavily on him with endless killing intent.

"Cough cough..."

The cold wind poured into the lungs, causing Xiao Chongyan to cough uncomfortably, mist spread from his eyes, and a crimson blush appeared at the end of his eyes.

His face was whiter than Luoxue.

In the boundless wind and snow, the black-clothed boy stood alone. His figure was thin and thin, and he seemed to be very weak, crumbling, but for no reason, he showed a kind of extremely bewildering fragility, which was shockingly beautiful.

The firelight soaring into the sky illuminated his pale eyebrows and eyes, and there was only a bottomless darkness between those dark pupils, calm and waveless, but colder than the wind and snow.

He obviously lost all his cultivation bases, was surrounded by heavy siege, and almost fell into the situation of narrow escape.

But he didn't seem to notice anything, his expression was calm and even smiled, and he seemed to be indifferent to the assassins in the courtyard——

It was as if the murderous intent in front of him and the raging fire behind him were nothing more than that.

"The wind and snow are long, and the way back is difficult." Xiao Chongyan said in a low voice, but suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, frowned slightly, pulled out a square handkerchief from his sleeve to cover his lips and coughed, and raised his head again after a while, and smiled casually.

"Since you're here, there's no need to leave.

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The author has something to say:

Boundary: Asking about state of mind - Knowing the constant state - Realm of emptiness - Keeping the state of tranquility - Nine turns state - Holding one state (sub-sage) - God without state (sage) - Breaking through the state and ascending

I finally started a new article. I would like to bring my family's sick beauty Xiao who combines beauty, wisdom, strength and evil-heartedness into one, and wish you all New Year greetings!

I, brother Xiao, in a society where people don't talk too much, congratulate everyone on getting rich!

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