Rebirth of the Peerless Immortal Master

"Sorry, I'm just too excited." Wen Renyuan said sorry, but there was a dazzling light in his bright black eyes.

Dongfang Mianyang twitched the corners of his mouth, but said nothing, "Let's go and find the key."

At this time, it has been two hours since the two came in. Although there is still plenty of time, but this place is mysterious and unpredictable, it is better to go up early.

Wen Renyuan nodded, and walked towards the place where the key was hidden closest to the current stone door.

The two walked in front of a stone wall, Dongfang Mianyang stepped back two steps to the side, Wen Renyuan charged forward and slapped forward.

"Bam—"

The loud noise did not cause any movement in the labyrinth at the bottom of the lake. A dim stone room appeared in front of the two of them. They looked at each other, and Wen Renyuan entered first, and vaguely blocked the people behind with half of his body.

There was only one long burning lamp on in the stone room, and the light was slightly swayed by the air currents of the people who came in. The long candle shadows were cast on the long black stone tablet below, showing a strange solemnity and solemnity.

Dongfang Mianyang put his eyes on the stone tablet lying on the ground, and Wen Renyuan next to him had already read the words engraved on it-【The battle between the dragon and the phoenix, countless souls.The Emperor of Heaven couldn't bear it, so he took the stone of the Yellow Spring, which was thousands of feet high, and suppressed the world and the eight wastes, so as to warn future generations! 】

The handwriting engraved on it has gone through many years, and the traces are somewhat blurred. Wen Renyuan said: "The battle between the Suzaku Clan and the Shenlong Clan is a myth and legend that has been widely circulated in the Eternal Continent. According to this stone tablet, is it true? ?”

"Soul-suppressing stone..." Without answering, Dongfang Mianyang stretched out his hand towards the stone tablet in unconcealed surprise.

"boom--"

Dongfang Mianyang only felt that the sea of ​​consciousness was violently hit, and everything around him began to twist, just like the crease marks on a piece of neat cloth.

The scene changes, he is now in a long corridor of nothingness, he can't see the sky or the ground, everything is still, there are pictures scrolls on the side of the corridor, changing with Dongfang Mianyang's viewing.

The first picture is in a room, lying on a bed with a woman with a swollen belly, with a painful expression, and some anxious people standing around her. As time goes by, the woman in the picture loosens her expression, Everyone smiled, and one of the wrinkled old women took a wrinkled little baby from under the woman. The baby blushed and wept loudly—in harmony with the laughter of the people around. A stark contrast.

The next picture shows the little baby growing up slowly, from baby to teenager, from teenager to youth, and then slowly into an old man. Those pictures outline the life of ordinary people, those who get married and have children The joy, the grief of the death of a loved one, the reluctance to see off a friend, the helplessness of life and death, the last picture is a transparent soul, standing outside the window and looking at the woman who is giving birth in the room...

Everything is back to the beginning.

These pictures have the power to confuse people's hearts, as if the person in the painting is you standing outside the painting, your life, old age, sickness and death, your love and hatred.

Dongfang Mianyang watched all this calmly, and when the last picture disappeared from his eyes, the space was still so quiet.

He stood there calmly, as if he expected someone to talk to him.

Sure enough, not long after, an ethereal human voice came from the void: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment and hatred, separation of love, failure to seek, five aggregates of grasping, these are the eight sufferings of samsara."

The voice is soft and soft, but it has the effect of directly passing through the eardrum and reaching the nerves of the brain, making the whole brain unable to think, just echoing the voice.Gradually, the void was no longer empty, and Dongfang Mianyang only felt that he was in another place with a blur in front of his eyes.This place is very similar to the legendary fairyland. In the distance is the Lingshan Mountain half covered by mist, and in front of it is a forest with fluttering petals. You can hear the sound of fairy music fluttering in your breath.

But these environments created based on the fairyland were all destroyed as soon as they bowed their heads.

There is no other reason, just because the foot is the Nine Netherworld!

Stepping on the dark and cold Nether Road, under the feet are the blooming and coquettish Bianhua flowers. The Yinman holding the chain walked in front with a blank expression, followed by a wandering ghost with a miserable appearance.

Countless pale hands protrude from the Yellow Spring, and there is still only one spectator on the Sansheng Stone. Po Meng is waiting by the Naihe Bridge with a bowl of soup, and asks you with a smile, should you go back or come over?

The contrast is too strong, and even this misty fairyland becomes weird.

A person appeared in front of him, with wide-sleeved and luxurious clothes, and a golden crown and hair. He was majestic and noble, as if he was born to be superior to others, and he looked at all the glitz with cold eyes.Dongfang Mianyang still couldn't see his face clearly, and his gaze didn't stay on Dongfang Mianyang's face, maybe he cast it into the void in the distance, or maybe he put it outside the void, he said: "Descendants of Nuwa, you Why are you here?"

Dongfang Mianyang was taken aback for a moment before realizing that Feifei had said that the Dongfang family is the descendant of Nuwa, and the "descendant of Nuwa" was referring to him.Dongfang Mianyang has always respected the strong, and immediately replied respectfully, without lying, "For the sake of forging the treasure of the gods."

The other party narrowed his eyes, as if he was recalling something funny, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Forging God Treasure... Hmph, that guy has been hiding for so many years, I didn't expect that he would still be taken away."

Dongfang Mianyang didn't know who "that guy" he was talking about, so he didn't ask.

The man put his eyes on Dongfang Mianyang again, stared at him for a long time, and then said: "You were only a half-soul before, and you are not fully integrated now. Since you can see me, it must be the guidance of the heavens. Let me light the last fire for you."

Dongfang Mianyang was at a loss: "Senior, what is a half-soul?"

The man said: "Don't call me senior. Since I was trapped here, no one has called me by my name for tens of thousands of years. You can call me Zi Tan instead." After a pause, he continued: "The so-called For a half-soul person, the soul is divided into two, and they are not in the same time and space, and there is no bond with each other. If they are in the same time and space, they must merge into one."

Dongfang Mianyang immediately grasped the keyword, time and space!In other words, whether it is the modern "Zhou Ming" or the "Oriental Mianyang" of the Eternal Continent, he is a half-soul, and it is not an accident that he will be reborn on Dongfang Mianyang, but because two half-souls cannot exist in one soul at the same time. Time and space, so he is not reborn, but merged!

No wonder he has all the memories of this "Oriental Mianyang", but why is he the one who gained consciousness?From his memory, he could see that the original "Oriental Mianyang" was a good-for-nothing with no opinions, which was completely different from his personality.So, will there be a day when the consciousness of "Oriental Mianyang" will come out and become the dominant ideology?

So he said very worriedly: "Qian...uh, Zitan, will the consciousness of the other half-soul wake up?"

Zi Tan smiled, and replied slowly: "After the fusion, he is you, and you are him. Why do you say otherwise?"

This means that as long as he helps him fuse the soul, it will be fine?Dongfang Mianyang hurriedly said: "Then thank you Zitan."

The implication is that he hopes that he will help him integrate his soul earlier.

Unexpectedly, Zi Tan just waved his wide sleeves, signaling Dongfang Mianyang not to worry, "I will do this naturally, it's rare that someone comes to talk with me, don't worry about those things first."

Dongfang Mianyang: "..." As a person who hasn't spoken for tens of thousands of years... (I'm sorry, I don't know what this person is.) Shouldn't it be more normal to not even be able to speak?

As if he had the ability to read minds, Zi Tan said: "I am not a demon." Then, as if explaining something, "I am not a fairy, and it is not right to say that, I used to be a fairy."

Not a fairy, not a demon, could it be a person?Dongfang Mianyang didn't understand what he meant, so he simply stopped talking.

With a flick of Zi Tan's sleeve, a set of tables and chairs appeared on the ground. After he sat down, he called Dongfang Mianyang to come and sit.

Dongfang Mianyang squinted at the "floor tile" that was performing the ten tortures of hell below, and was very resistant to the action of "sit down".

Zi Tan smiled, waved again, and the scenes below disappeared. Seeing Dongfang Mianyang looking up at him, he said: "Actually, there is no difference between the fairy world and the underworld, and what it will look like is just a thought of the superior. The Emperor of Heaven is so proud of himself that when he heard that the fairyland made up by mortals was spread by word of mouth, he made the fairyland look better. The people in the underworld have a taste for novelty, and deliberately want to arouse the fear of mortals, so Netherworld is what you see like that."

Dongfang Mianyang was sweating profusely, what this man said was really interesting.

But what he said was right, just like the world always thinks that gods should live in places with celestial spirits, and ghosts should be trapped in dark and terrifying places.

In fact, capable people can become whatever they want, but it's just for the pleasure of mortals.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mianyang said bluntly: "In this way, immortals and demons are just a play, a play for ordinary people to watch."

Hearing this, Zi Tan looked at Dongfang Mianyang in surprise for a long time, and suddenly burst out into a burst of hearty laughter: "Hahaha! Interesting! Interesting! You are right, any fairy or demon is just a play! A play!"

After a long time, the man stopped laughing, but there was still a lingering smile on the corners of his eyes and brows. He raised his hand to catch a bright green leaf that floated down, and with a flick of his fingers, a cup of steaming tea appeared. Said: "Many people want to drink my tea, but I seldom make tea. Now, if I want to make tea, you are the only one who can taste it."

Dongfang Mianyang took it with both hands, nodded to him, "Thank you." He took a sip of the tea, the tea was as light as water at first, but after swallowing it, he felt the fragrance on his lips and teeth, and he praised: "It's good tea."

Zi Tan chuckled, his face gradually faded, and he turned into that unattainable look again, he said: "You are the first mortal who dares to treat me so plainly."

Dongfang Mianyang was silent, but looked at Zi Tan with a pair of clear eyes neither humble nor overbearing.

Zi Tan's eyes suddenly became ethereal again, just like his face, still unclear, everything in his body melted into the surrounding environment, leaving only a pair of vicissitudes and wise eyes outside the void.

He said: "You also know that this is inside the Soul-Suppressing Stone. My soul has been divided into six parts, and I may never be able to get out of it. Who will treat me like before?"

There was a slight sigh in the words, but it was only a sigh of personnel changes, and there was not much injustice.

After thinking about it, Dongfang Mianyang finally said, "Then why are you trapped here?"

"Actually, it's okay to tell you," he said, "it's just not the time yet."

Dongfang Mianyang twitched the corners of his mouth, as expected, people who say half-sentences and leave half-sentences are the most annoying.

The two of them chatted for nothing, and Dongfang Mianyang got a little impatient, although he respected the seniors—but this person is so talkative, why doesn't he have the demeanor of the seniors?

Time has passed, and I don't know what happened to Wen Renyuan. If the scroll fails, won't I have to talk with this person for the rest of my life?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mianyang said: "I came with my friend, if I don't go back, I'm afraid he will be worried..."

"Well, let me see your friend." As if he didn't understand a trace of Dongfang Mianyang's dialect, he waved his hand in the air, and a mirror appeared there, and the mirror was the stone room just now. .In the stone room, Dongfang Mianyang maintained a posture of touching the stele, but Wen Renyuan couldn't wake up no matter what he called Dongfang Mianyang, and was very anxious at the side. "Your friend actually got the nourishment of the forging god wood. Although the blood is thin, it's amazing. That guy has always been weird, and I don't know how your friend's ancestor got his blue eyes."

This time, Dongfang Mianyang understood that what that guy was referring to was Shenmu forging.

"Don't worry, the time here is relatively slow, and it won't delay you for too long. Don't you want to get the treasure of forging gods? I can help you." Zi Tan said again.

Dongfang Mianyang couldn't believe that the other party was so kind. Seeing his suspicious eyes, Zi Tan sighed, "Don't think too much, I can't do anything to you now, it's just that I've been alone for too long."

Dongfang Mianyang's heart is soft, and it is really lonely to be alone.

Seeing his complexion calm down, Zitan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right, I don't need your time, and I can help you find what you want, you just need to talk to me."

Dongfang Mianyang is not usually a talkative person, but now when he meets a talkative old antique, he can only deal with it perfunctorily.The man took Dongfang Mianyang and talked about many things, and asked Dongfang Mianyang to tell a lot about his previous life, and he was very amazed at the modern high technology.

In the middle, Dongfang Mianyang asked what the scene he saw when he first came into the Soul-Suppressing Stone meant, Zi Tan explained lightly: "The Soul-Suppressing Stone was refined by Nuwa, you are her descendants, you The blood of the soul can trigger some memory fragments of the soul-suppressing stone, and those are just the original intention of Nuwa's soul-suppressing."

Dongfang Mianyang was puzzled, "The original intention of suppressing the soul is reincarnation?"

Zi Tan looked directly at him and said: "I know you are also a person who is not willing to reincarnate, but you have to remember that reincarnation is nothingness, nothingness is everywhere, how can you break it? Between heaven and earth, there are immortals, demons, ghosts, and demons. Can you escape reincarnation?"

Dongfang Mianyang didn't answer, and put the topic aside, "Why did the Forging Shenmu and the Gongde Pagoda hide from the world, and why did they come out together? What's the deep meaning?"

Zi Tan squinted his eyes, as if he was searching for memories tens of thousands of years ago. After a while, he said: "The battle between the Suzaku Clan and the Shenlong Clan affected a wide range. Almost all immortals and demons disappeared. The mainland has become the world of human beings... The Forging God Tree and the Merit Tower are innate fetishes that have always existed in the chaotic period. They remained neutral in the battle between immortals and demons. After the war, they disappeared together. Perhaps, now they are unwilling to be lonely, so Come out, after all, we are old friends who haven't seen each other for tens of thousands of years."

Dongfang Mianyang: "..." Why don't I believe what you said at all?

Seeing that Dongfang Mianyang didn't believe him, Zi Tan laughed again, "It's just a joke... those two guys will only act when the safety of the entire continent is endangered, and the Eternal Continent... I'm afraid something really happened this time. "

"The immortals and demons are gone, who has the ability to make such a big deal happen?"

Zi Tan stood up, patted Dongfang Mianyang on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "The strength itself is not terrible, what is terrible is the soul - human beings, which have never been a weak race. Human ambitions are also their souls." The most terrifying thing in the depths."

Dongfang Mianyang snorted, "It's like I'm not human."

Although he was casual on the surface, the uneasiness in his heart was drawn out bit by bit.

Zi Tan didn't care, and changed the subject, "I'll help you fuse your soul."

Dongfang Mianyang nodded and let him play around.

The whole process was nothing to Dongfang Mianyang, at best it was just letting him sleep and having a dream.

In the dream is all the experiences of "Zhou Ming" and "Dongfang Mianyang". Looking around, Dongfang Mianyang feels that there are two villains in his mind, one is the cold and indifferent Zhou Ming, and the other is the weak and uninitiated Dongfang Mianyang , The two villains slowly hugged each other, and the two different personalities also merged.

In the end, although the consciousness of "Zhou Ming" was still dominant, it is undeniable that the character of "Oriental Mianyang" also influenced him a little.

But anyway, from now on he will be Dongfang Mianyang, the only Dongfang Mianyang.

Dongfang Mianyang opened his eyes, and saw Zi Tan with a smile on his face - although he couldn't see what this person looked like at all, he just felt that he was smiling at this moment.

"Later, I will send you directly to the place where the rest of the soul-suppressing stones are. These soul-suppressing stones are the key to open the stone door... After you get the treasure of forging gods, help me put these soul-suppressing stones together , okay?" Zi Tan said.

Dongfang Mianyang rolled his eyes contemptuously, "Actually, after making so many turns, this is your real purpose."

Zi Tan unnaturally coughed twice, "Ahem, not all of them, at least being friends with you is one of my goals."

The surrounding scenery slowly faded away, and that weird sense of distortion reappeared, but with a flash of divine effort, Dongfang Mianyang appeared in that stone room again.

And Zi Tan in the soul-suppressing stone always felt that there was something he forgot to say, frowned, and didn't think about it for a long time, he smiled helplessly, did he really stay alone for too long?Boring memories are starting to have problems.

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