Only I, a big orange, can't cultivate immortality

In a trance, many disorganized memory fragments were stuffed into Cheng Zi's mind. He had a splitting headache, curled up limply under Cen Xiang's anxious inquiries and calls, and gritted his teeth to recall and "look through".

Just like the night when Lu Liuyuan, the former master of Yunshang Mansion, was punished by heaven, he had a similar dream again.

It's just that there is no long memory torrent in this dream, only fleeting images.

……

There is no cat named "Chengzi" in the world, so the relationship between the bees and butterflies in Jieyue Tianque is deteriorating day by day. They consume their strength in battles and are finally swallowed by the bone vine controlled by the bone vine demon.

It turns out that the bone vine and the bone vine demon still have this kind of relationship?

Cheng Zi looked puzzled.

……

In the same background as the previous picture, after Linjiang Immortal learned of the plight of the bees and butterflies, she entered Jieyue Tianque alone to solve the disaster caused by the Bone Vine Demon. The sword array left by the goddess.

He is not the inheritor of the Nine Swords of the Heavenly Maiden, and when the sword array was triggered, that sword came mercilessly.

Immortal Linjiang spilled blood on the spot, and although he did not die, he was seriously injured.

Cheng Zi was so angry that he jumped up: "Linjiang Immortal, are you stupid! Jump into such an obvious trap!"

But he was hoarse, and he couldn't turn the situation around. He could only watch the blood stain Linjiang Xian's blue clothes red.

The majesty of the celestial maiden is hard for the world to take lightly.

After all, they are the last survivors of the ancient heaven.

Such a strange yet familiar thought popped up in Cheng Zi's mind.

The idea seemed to come from his mouth, but he had no impression.

……

Under the same background, Lu Liuyuan paid the price of being severely injured by the punishment of heaven, and saw the last side of the remnant soul of His Royal Highness.

The celestial girl finally descended to earth, looking at her younger brother who died to save her, while mourning, her killing intent against the injustice of heaven overwhelmed her reason.

She realized that the punishment sword formation she had left at the gate of the human world was destroyed, so she followed the cause and effect to kill Jishan, and under the driving force of the monstrous anger, she cut off Jishan's spiritual vein with her sword, and also cut off the vitality of Linjiang Immortal, who was already seriously injured. .

So Cheng Zi, separated by an invisible barrier, watched Immortal Linjiang lying in a pool of blood, with a half-broken cane in his outstretched hand.

He died in a sudden wildfire.

"Linjiang Immortal! Linjiang Immortal!..."

Cheng Zi thumped the barrier in front of him, helplessly shouting the name of the mountain god. Along with the great panic, there were intermittently revived memories, past lives, past lives, mixed together with sadness.

But he didn't have the heart to understand these things at all, he just called Linjiang Immortal one after another in vain, hoping that he could hear and look this way.

But the barrier of memory couldn't be broken, and the dying Jishan Mountain God couldn't hear Cheng Zi's hoarse cry—because there had never been a cat named Cheng Zi in his world.

He tried his best to prop up his body and piece together the broken canes.

The wind came from the East China Sea, blowing his blood-stained dark red robes.

"In the name of Jishan Mountain God..."

Immortal Linjiang closed her eyes, her disorganized body was turning into particles of light, scattered between the mountain fire and the long wind.

"Don't say it! Don't read that passage!..."

Cheng Zi slowly knelt down on the ground, and a paragraph of words suddenly came out of his messy memory, causing his tears to break out of his eyes, and big ones fell down.

That paragraph of text was a spell that he racked his brains to compile after consulting a lot of information and imitating the ancient sacrificial language.

The art of offering sacrifices to mountain gods.

"Don't read...don't read..."

Cheng Zi cried miserably, wiping his tears, his ears drooping, like a child whose beloved sugar bowl was robbed.

The last time he had a dream, he woke up crying loudly, and even Linjiang Xian was by his side to comfort him.

But this time...

What he lost was Immortal Linjiang.

……

Jishan collapsed, and the mountain gods scattered their souls to sacrifice to minimize the impact, and the aftermath of Jishan's destruction did not impact the world.

However, the law of humanity and ordinary people still fell into great chaos and panic because of the loss of one of the "Societies".

His Majesty had no choice but to ask the common people to engrave the name of the mountain god of Jishan on their ranks and enshrine it in every household, so as to reassure the people.

At this moment, a major event happened in Winter Inch City.

The last blood of the Cen family took the slant to regain the family's secret realm, and did not hesitate to blow up the spirit of the secret realm, severely wounding many practitioners in the secret realm to death, and was also injured and fled. Unintentionally, the door came to the capital.

Here, he pretended to be the dead Lu Yu, took over everything that Lu Yu owned, was appreciated by the court's grand tutor, gradually penetrated into the core of humanity, and gained a place in the court as a military officer.

Reckless and quick-witted, he resolved countless crises and also did a lot for the common people.

By chance, Cen Xiang got to know Ji Dao, the most talented champion ever, and with his help, he found the trick of practicing with the help of the law of humanity and the official spirit of the court, breaking through the barrier in one fell swoop, and stepping into a new realm.

But it also aroused suspicion and pursuit.

The suspicious and ruthless Taifu forced him to hand over his cultivation methods. The corrupt Yunshang Mansion was controlled by Lu Liuyuan No. 1, who became increasingly crazy after losing his love. He colluded with the demons from outside the sky to invade the human gate, and the world gate was once reduced to a demon dojo. , heavy casualties, bloodshed.

The gate of the human world fell, and Yinyuzhen was the first to bear the brunt.

Jiang Yi calculated the future, but was unable to change it, so he could only hand over the solution to the situation to Xiao Fenghuang, and finally died to save his wife and children.

Yijiangshan charged at the forefront of fighting against the demons, but he was weak and unable to continue, and died in the battle in his homeland.

Tiannv knew that she had killed the mountain god of Jishan, which caused the door of the world to lose an important barrier, and after the demons invaded like no one's land, she immediately regretted it.

In order to make up for her mistakes, she rushed into the lair of the demons, wiped out half of the demons one by one with one sword, and won the time gate for the human race to recuperate and prepare for a counterattack with her own life.

After that, it was the stage for Cen Xiang and Ji Dao.

They ran around in the flames of war, looking for a way to save the world. By chance, they met the treasured Shen Jiangyue, and through him, they met Little Phoenix.

The four of them wandered and fought thrillingly all the way, composing the most brilliant and dazzling record in the troubled times, and taking back the gate of the world from the demons bit by bit.

It's just that the former homeland and homeland are now devastated.

Cheng Zi remembered that he wrote the ending magnificently and bleakly.

He stood on the scorched ground and watched Little Phoenix walk towards the East China Sea.The wind blew in the chanting of Jishan Mountain God before his death, as if to persuade him to turn around and be right.

Above the cloudy sky, Cen wants to lead the human race to fight in blood.The light of spells converged into a vast ocean, majestic and unrestrained, tearing apart the enemy's last line of defense.

So Little Phoenix felt relieved, and the fire of Nirvana ignited on his body.But this time, the flames would not bring him back to life. Instead, they used his soul as firewood to burn out a majestic vitality that flowed back into the boundless world.

Cheng Zi looked at him, and the messy memories in his mind finally returned to their original appearance, and the last piece of the puzzle fit perfectly.He saw the young man smiling brightly in the flame representing new life, and then die generously.

"phoenix……"

Cheng Zi reached out to touch his fingertips, wiped his tears and remembered that I haven't named him yet.

……

The story went round and round, but did not reach the ending in the book.

Sitting on the scorched earth of Jishan Mountain, the young protagonist remembered a very important thing.

Cheng Zi sat opposite him, watching his expression change from firm to confused, and then from confused to self-deprecating, she couldn't help shaking her head and said:

"I'm probably the only one in the world who walks through the book line so strangely. I transmigrated as the protagonist I wrote, followed the plot for most of my life, and only remembered everything on the eve of becoming famous... It turns out that I have gained and lost along the way. Because I wrote the story myself."

I was the one who let Immortal Linjiang step into the trap and was severely injured, and was angered by the goddess and died.

It was I who asked Jiang Yi to figure out the secret, but he couldn't change it. After handing over the way to break the situation, he died like a tool man.

It was I who endowed Yi Jiangshan with an honest and honest personality, pushing her towards the established ending.

It was I who created all these disasters in order to make this world my own stage.

Cheng Zi sat across from his previous self, crying even more terribly.

But that one didn't cry, because his heart was as hard as iron after being sharpened again and again, and the tears were as dry as the blood that had been shed in the bottom of his heart.

He looked at the ray of light in the sky, held the heart of heaven in his hand, and chose the latter between becoming a saint at the end of the book and another option.

"I am the author, and I am not satisfied with this ending."

The young protagonist's tone was flat, while speaking, he crushed the heart of heaven.

The moment the golden light bursts out, the night breaks into dawn.

The sun rises as usual, and it's a new day.

"Let me live another life." He said, "Actually, I don't like this story. If there is another life..."

Cheng Zi sniffled and said, "If there is a next life, I must be a cat, preferably an orange garden cat."

The young protagonist murmured: "Be a idyllic, an undefined idyllic."

Before the words fell, there was the sound of glass shattering in the memory space door.

In the next second, the sky and the earth collapsed, and countless fragments merged into a mighty torrent, rushing into Cheng Zi's mind.

He finally remembered everything and knew why he restored his memory here.

Because in the previous life, "Cen Xiang" was led here by the Taifu using the truth of his parents' death as an excuse. When he was in a state of confusion because of the false truth, he inspired the only remaining divine power in the tablet of Jishan Mountain God and tried to kill him.

But the Taifu was unsuccessful, and the tablet of the mountain god was also shattered in the counterattack of "Cen Xiang".

The tablets were provided by the four elders of Yunshang Mansion. At the end of the war, these four elders made contributions on the grounds of compensation, gained a lot of good reputation, and finally took control of Yunshang Mansion.

They made a lot of money, and the price was nothing more than the last bit of soul light left by Linjiang Immortal in the previous life, which was annihilated.

Before losing consciousness, Cheng Zi thought about all kinds of things in this life.Many factors that formed the catastrophe were solved intentionally or unintentionally by myself. The ending of the first week's goal is probably a little better than that of the first week's goal, right?

He curled up, and the boy's figure gradually turned into a chubby orange cat.

An undefined idyll.

……

"Just relying on this little trick to trap your uncle?"

Cen Xiang kicked open the gate of the ancestral hall, and behind him were various fragments of traps that had been dismantled by brute force.

At the same time, many enshrined tablets in the ancestral hall lit up with ominous red light, and black air that almost turned into reality roared towards him, wrapping around his hands and feet and dragging him in.

But Cen Xiang didn't plan to struggle at all, even if the black energy didn't appear, he still made up his mind to rush in.

Because of this unconscious cat in his arms.

"Don't hide it, don't you just want me to enter this shitty place? Your grandpa, I'm here!"

Cen Xiang's face was gloomy, and the spiritual power in his body was shaking, breaking the black air on his hands and feet.A fierce wind blew up and surrounded the whole body, forcing the wandering Wu Guang not to dare to approach.

"What's coming at me?" He was so angry that he seemed to be able to breathe fire with his mouth. "What kind of a man is he to push hard on a cat? You can't be a fucking rat, are you? Are you so afraid of cats entering your door? !"

"Stop scolding, and don't tear it down." An old voice came from the tablet in the center of the ancestral hall, "I really didn't do anything to him, let alone kill him."

It's finally out.

Cen wanted to look over with a sneer: "You didn't do anything to him, why did he pass out as soon as he entered this courtyard, and he hasn't shown any signs of waking up until now?"

"...The old man is not a doctor, how can he know what kind of illness he suddenly fell into?" The old man's voice was full of displeasure.

"Oh, do you know that he did this because of his illness?" Cen Xiang pulled out a two-meter machete while deliberately messing with him, "That's what you did!"

"..."

The tablet in front shook, and the chaotic black air showed someone's anger:

"I can't explain it to you, can I?"

"I really can't explain it, so let's stop talking."

Cen Xiang grinned, raised his sword, and smiled ferociously:

"Death to the Lord!"