Ning Yechen: “…(⊙?⊙)”

Ning Yechen was silent.

He didn't know what to say for a moment...

An alien avatar developed an independent personality, married someone and lived with him. After being taken back by the original body, the original body inherited the avatar's memories and emotions, and fell in love with the man...

This, this seems a bit strange...

"Well, congratulations..."

"So, do you intend to inherit the memories and emotions of the female incarnation and go find that person...?"

After a moment's silence, Ning Yechen asked jokingly.

Wumingxian lowered his head slightly, stroked his chin with his hand, and looked thoughtful and serious.

Ning Yechen raised his eyebrows slightly, looking surprised.

He was just asking jokingly, but he actually started thinking about this question...

He can't be serious...

After careful consideration, Wumingxian slowly shook his head.

"Still no."

"I created an avatar just to experience firsthand the emotions between mortals."

"Now that my goal has been achieved and I have experienced the ordinary life and love between mortals, I am very satisfied."

"Besides, as you said, Demon Lord, I have gained my own experience and knowledge from traveling for thousands of years."

"Although Li Qingfan is my incarnation, she has developed her own consciousness and personality after more than ten years in the human world."

"According to what you said, Demon Lord, she is already another 'person', isn't she?"

"Although I can feel this emotion, this emotion no longer belongs to me."

Wumingxian said solemnly and seriously.

The words sounded relieved, but they also contained a hint of regret...

Ning Yechen could tell that Wumingxian had really thought about this problem seriously...

If it weren't for what he said to him before, maybe he would really consider inheriting this emotion and memory to find Chen An...

That would make things very interesting.

Just like when you are expecting your wife to come back to you, but a man comes back and claims to be your wife with certainty...

The other person still has the memories and emotions of being with you for more than ten years...

hiss…!

I can’t even imagine…!

After carefully comprehending the memories and emotions brought by Li Qingfan, Wumingxian moved forward again and came in front of Liu Zhuangyong.

Liu Zhuangyong didn't say much. He knelt on one knee and bowed his head gently, as if accepting an honor.

At this moment, he already knew what his mission was after fighting on the battlefield for so many years.

He is not protecting the people of the country like other soldiers, nor is he enjoying the pleasure of killing on the battlefield.

It is more like a bystander joining the battlefield in person, witnessing and experiencing the fighting on the battlefield and the struggle between countries.

Wumingxian smiled slightly and reached out and gently pressed his hand on Liu Zhuangyong's head.

Like Zhang Youling and Li Qingfan, Liu Zhuangyong also turned into a ray of spiritual light and sank into the body of the nameless immortal.

The incarnation's soul entered his body, and the surging memories once again poured into Wumingxian's mind like the sea.

Unlike Li Qingfan’s ordinary and happy memories, his mind suddenly rang with the sound of drums beating, the rumbling of horseshoes shaking the earth, and the hoarse shouts of killing echoing in his ears!

There were camps spread out for thousands of miles, artillery fire was flying, the flashes of swords and sabers kept flashing in the mind, blood and flames were flying all over the battlefield, and figures fell down one after another in the chaos.

There is no cultivator on the battlefield here, no fancy magic, only mortals with flesh and blood engaging in the most primitive fighting.

Wumingxian closed his eyes, as if he was in the center of the battlefield, personally participating in it.

When the voices in his ears gradually died down, he was the only one left standing on a sea of ​​blood and corpses...

Fear, helplessness, anger, and confusion after the war...

All kinds of emotions gushed out from Wumingxian's heart.

Wumingxian slowly opened his eyes, looking greatly shocked.

He had witnessed countless battles and seen countless people fighting and dying, but he felt nothing at all.

He couldn't understand what those people were afraid of or why they were angry. It was just a fight, so why were they crying and shouting?

I don't understand why fellow mortals have to fight each other to the death.

At this moment, he integrated Liu Zhuangyong's memories and emotions, and seemed to understand it a little bit...

The human body is very fragile. If a small wound is not bandaged and treated in time, the person may die.

So they were very scared and terrified, worrying that they would be buried forever in the wasteland like those who fell in a pool of blood.

But because of national hatred or family feuds, or to protect their families, people can forget their fear with anger, overcome their timidity with shouting, and even risk their lives...

Even when faced with completely invincible Chaos Beasts, in desperate situations, they still dare to rush forward and give it their all!

What a magnificent courage...!

Is this a human being?

Wumingxian slowly opened his eyes, and his heart was so shocked that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

At this moment, he had a new understanding and perception of people.

The nameless immortal calmed down his inner throbbing a little, and slowly walked to the last Wang Cangnian.

Wang Cangnian was hunched over, his eyes were tightly closed, his expression was calm and peaceful, and he already had the aura of returning to the world...

After arriving at Wumingxian, he quietly closed his eyes...

"Thanks for your hard work..."

Wumingxian said gratefully, gently stroking the top of Wang Cangnian's head.

Every time an extra incarnation was taken back, the soul of the Nameless Immortal became stronger and the whole person became more complete.

When Wang Cangnian was taken back, Wumingxian seemed to have obtained the last piece of the puzzle and returned to his perfect body.

What follows is Wang Cangnian's life of gazing at the mountain scenery, feeling himself slowly aging, and witnessing the memories and perceptions of life and death.

Since he was born, he has come to the edge of the cliff every day to look at the natural beauty, feeling the passage of time on the world and himself.

From sunrise to sunset.

From the vitality of early spring to the snow of winter.

From young children to old people.

He has been doing this day after day for decades, just to feel the passage of time.

The lifespan of plants and trees in the mountains ranges from a hundred years to more than ten thousand years; through practice, monks can also compete with heaven for longevity.

However, the life span of mortals is less than a hundred years...

During these hundred years, the mortal body has to bear the traces left by the years, and the body gradually decays and ages under the erosion of the long river of time.

The alternation of the sun and the moon will not change, the rotation of the seasons will not stop, and everything in the world will continue to rotate stably and orderly according to the rules.

And you feel the time passing by, and you grow from a lively child to an old man with unsteady legs and feet in the blink of an eye...

This is a fleeting process, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye.

But this is a long and painful process, because you can feel your body aging little by little, becoming less and less like before...

After all, the human body cannot resist the baptism of time...