"...At that time, the immortals traveled thousands of miles to the west and killed three out of ten enemies. At first, I thought it was some ancient saint who was resurrected."

"This River of Forgetfulness has traveled thousands of miles, and there are many demons and ghosts. They are all the remains left behind by the death of some ancient saints. They are as irrational as ferocious beasts. In addition, they have been sleeping for many years because of their old cultivation skills, so they kill everyone when they see them.

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They exist in every era and every race. Some of the more extreme ones don't wake up once every thousand years, and their lifespans can last tens of thousands of years.

The old man's words and deeds were completely opposite to his appearance. He was modest and polite and explained the cause and effect in just a few words, making it difficult for people to blame him.

"The remains of ten ancient saints? Taoist friends are really gods..."

The old man replied at this time: "I just heard it from hearsay. I once had an in-depth discussion with the immortal about reincarnation, and I think it is very possible."

A ghost cultivator who had a close friendship with the old man asked via voice transmission: "Is he really an ancient saint who has completely revived? I have been here for tens of thousands of years, but I have never seen an ancient saint.

recovery."

"hiss!"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through him, and the old man gradually recovered from his deep sleep. His throat rolled a bit, and his voice was unusually hoarse as a result of not speaking for many years.

Through the remains he encountered, he was able to judge the opponent's strength, at least his ability to escape.

"The Theory of Evolution of the Laws of Heaven and Earth."

But there is obsession in his eyes, and he may have inner demons.

Li Changsheng replied: "More than ten, and there are still many auras coming. I fought hard to kill three before retreating."

Part of the reason is that the laws of heaven and earth are loose, but more importantly, the lifespan of the strong is long.

The old man thought for a moment and realized that if he shook his head, he would definitely not kill the other party, but on the contrary, the other party would definitely not kill him.

"Fellow Taoist Immortality."

Li Changsheng asked again: "Do you have a way to bring the dead back to life?"

"This fellow Taoist has something to say. There should be no deep grudges between you and me. Please forgive me if the formation I set up accidentally offends fellow Taoist."

The old man paused, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and said, "Kill three?"

In order to prevent the other party from blaming him after eating the turtle and coming back, the old man used his strength to make his voice spread for hundreds of miles. The other party must have heard it, but he did not turn around and come back.

Some came riding gourds, some swam over, and more came carrying their own beds (coffins). They were all monks who, like the old man, buried themselves under the River of Forgetfulness in order to seek immortality.

"The complete emperor's corpse has never had any reason, and there is no sign of recovery."

"Three." Li Changsheng nodded, then noticed the other party's suspicion, waved his sleeves, and a huge shadow enveloped the two of them.

"Just tell me about reincarnation." Li Changsheng interrupted coldly.

Soon, demons and ghosts gathered in the center of the island. Li Changsheng looked around. Judging from their appearance, the people present would most likely be killed by his thunderbolt. However, their auras were strangely peaceful, without the slightest trace of chaos caused by evil cultivators.

The ghost cultivator glanced at the mountain-like dragon head and the auras of the other two remains, and he was already 50% convinced.

"What if I don't have it?"

There was doubt in the old man's eyes. Not only did he believe that Li Changsheng had walked a thousand miles before suffering this injury. Unless the other party's calculation of the distance was different from his own, after all, it might be the same after thousands of years apart.

"Then why don't you hurry up and take a walk."

It’s not that bad, and communication with others has greatly increased.

The last remains were in Li Changsheng's hands, a half-rotten fiery red bird. The subtle flames burned the old man's head and he was sweating profusely.

Looking at the gray Wangchuan River, the old man could only shake his head and return to the coffin.

You must know that among these people, it is not that they have never traveled a thousand miles, but it is unheard of to kill someone who has traveled a thousand miles.

"How far have you traveled?"

"Two hundred miles? I would like to ask fellow Taoist Yu, how many steps does it take to walk this mile?"

Qiong Yu looked at Li Yi again, who was as calm as ever, nodded and said: "Because of all the signs indicating the credibility of reincarnation, I have inner demons."

As a cultivator of the Way of Heaven, she is very aware of the impossibility of living a second life. Since ancient times, the Way of Heaven has not allowed anyone to live a second life. However, through observing human beings, her ideas have slightly changed.

This is also one of the main purposes of his trip to Wangchuan, to find the reincarnation of his old friend.

Li Changsheng cleared his voice and said: "Do you have a way to bring the dead back to life? If I swear by the great truth, I will give you all I have learned in my life and three things within my power as reward."

Everyone's eyes moved slightly, and many people looked unbearably excited, but no one stood up.

Because they really don't have any.

There are two things in the world that require honesty. One is to be honest with oneself to avoid mental problems. This is the so-called unity of knowing and doing. The other is to be honest with people who are stronger than oneself to avoid being beaten to death.
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