Chen Luo was wearing a bright red top scholar robe and sitting on a big rock. In front of him was a long bluestone street with people coming and going on the roadside. In front of him was a mat with a cold and hard body lying on it.
"This person should be your first wife."
The ancestor of Wanxiang stood nearby and said with a gloating look on his face.
"He went out to take the exam and passed, but his wife died of illness at home. Lovers could not be together, and only regret remained."
Taoist Huang He was twirling his beard beside him, with a strange smile on his face.
Chen Luo's expression was also a little strange. Compared with the "life" he arranged, the methods of the Winged Ancestor were obviously much worse. This kind of abrupt arrangement made him feel like an outsider watching a show, not to mention regretful.
"We must first find a way to break this magic. That old guy should have entered the cycle of reincarnation just like me."
Chen Luo remembered the last moment when he was pulled into the cycle of reincarnation and called upon the brain of the Immortal Emperor Changqing. According to the habits of the elder brother Changqing, the ancestor of the Winged Man was probably hit by the immortal arts like him and entered the cycle of reincarnation. There might be some differences in the mental methods and formulas, but the results would definitely be the same.
"Lu Sheng! You beast, you still have the nerve to come back!!"
A voice came from the end of the street, and a young man in a Confucian robe glared at Chen Luo. When he saw the body on the mat, he rushed over like a madman.
"You even refused to buy a coffin for A-Lian. Are you still a human being?! Do you know how much A-Lian suffered for you? You are successful now."
Chen Luo ignored the man's roar.
His eyes fell on the other side of the street, where there was a dead tree about one meter high. The Winged Ancestor arranged a reincarnation of 100 lifetimes for Chen Luo, but Chen Luo didn't have so much time to waste here, so he planned to go straight to the point, break the origin, and break the law to get out.
'origin.'
A thought popped into Chen Luo's mind.
There are more than 2,700 brains, and there are always a few geniuses among them. The "Reincarnation Immortal Art" sounds powerful, but in fact it is not the real reincarnation, nor is it the real world.
Everything here is created by humans.
As the source of the 'hundred reincarnations', everything in the 'reincarnation' is based on his cognition and memory. This power is like the bricks and tiles of a house, combined together by the 'immortal spirit', and a false world is pieced together on the 'original foundation'.
What Chen Luo has to do is to find the source bricks and tiles and "dig" them out of the house. By then, the "house" will lose balance and the "reincarnation" will naturally be broken.
The same principle applies to the 'Heart Demon Reincarnation Technique' performed by Chen Luo.
All the scenes that the Winged Ancestor experienced were what Chen Luo or his brain had experienced. As long as the Winged Ancestor could find the 'source' of these brains, he could successfully break the 'Heart Devil Reincarnation Technique' and regain the initiative.
"Cut it down."
Chen Luo quickly walked to the Origin Tree, grabbed a knife and chopped it down hard.
Boom! !
There was a dull sound and the tree shook.
A shrill scream came from the wound of the tree, and black blood spurted out. A force similar to the fluctuation of the soul splashed out from it. The moment it touched the blood, the whole world seemed to slow down.
The yelling young man was still running in this direction, but his movements became extremely slow and his voice became unusually low, as strange as the sound of an old tape.
'Regrets, the old wing man's own past'
The corpse-reincarnated immortal Zhao Qi found a divine thought from the origin, and understood what this so-called "reincarnation" was all about. The immortal spirit was a higher-level power, and it could turn things that originally did not exist or were invisible to the naked eye into reality.
For example, a thought or a dream.
The "reincarnation" that Chen Luo is experiencing now is exactly what the ancestor of the Winged People experienced, but he used his magical powers to transform it into a scene similar to that of the human race.
"I just need to destroy this 'thought' that originally belonged to the old wing man, and then replace it with my own 'thought', and this 'reincarnation' will collapse on its own."
Chen Luo's brain was working at high speed.
Nearly ten thousand ideas from more than two thousand brains were born in an instant, and then went through layers of screening and summarization, and finally converged on him, becoming a real and feasible plan.
He raised his right hand and pointed his index finger precisely at the wound on the dead tree.
A drop of blood seeped into his fingertips.
In an instant, a circle of gray-white power formed a wavy spherical light curtain with the dead tree as the center, spreading in all directions.
"Brother, if you hadn't trusted the thieves, how could my sister have died?"
"Master, your crime has been exposed! It was your daughter who reported it."
One after another, the "reincarnation" appeared, and Chen Luo's aura changed again and again. More than 2,000 external brains were like puzzle-solving masters. The "life experience" of the Winged Ancestor was like a toddler's enlightenment question in front of these brains, and was extinguished before it was formed.
Every time a 'reincarnation' is solved, the dead tree will grow a little taller.
After a hundred cycles, the aura of the "regret" tree, which was only one meter high, quickly merged with Chen Luo's. Dense branches grew on the trunk, and the main trunk began to grow rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became a towering tree.
The streets outside receded like dust, and the angry young man and the unknown female corpse on the ground were all frozen in place.
The color fades.
The dust-like particles dispersed, and Samsara disappeared along with them, leaving only a tree.
When the tree has finished growing, the scenery outside will be reset.
The picture is reversed.
A brand new 'reincarnation' emerges.
Familiar streets, the past in memory.
But this time, the source of power became Chen Luo.
"Be smart and behave well. Try to coax Old Man Liu's precious daughter back home and give birth to a bunch of fat boys. Your uncle has already thought of names for you. The eldest will be called Chen Dagou and the second will be Chen Ergou." Uncle San was carrying two kilograms of bacon and walking in front, not forgetting to give instructions.
The faces that had become blurred in memory became clear again.
"Can you change the sentence? I've heard these words more than 20 times! Also, what about Big Dog and Second Dog? What crappy names."
"What do you know! A cheap name means he's easy to feed."
"No, I don't agree."
The voice came from behind, and a shadow similar to a mirror passed through Chen Luo's body, following the back of his uncle in front, and walked towards the sunset. That was Old Man Liu's home.
This is Chen Luo when he first entered the city.
Helping Chen Luo find a wife and expanding the Chen family was Chen Laosan's greatest wish before his death, but it was a pity that this wish was never fulfilled.
The way of immortality is ruthless.
Compared to immortal cultivators, the life span of mortals is too short. Such a short life is bound to have many regrets.
Chen Luo stood there, watching the uncle and nephew walking away.
A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“It’s time to wake up.”
After muttering to himself, Chen Luo stretched out his hand and tapped lightly.
Snap!
The ownership of the "Reincarnation Immortal Art" was changed, and it shattered like a mirror under this finger. The cold wind blew, and Chen Luo reappeared in the outside world.
The Winged Ancestor's ultimate magic was broken by Chen Luo in just a moment.
The inner demon reincarnates.
The hands of the Winged Ancestor were covered in blood.
Black blood kept dripping down his five fingers. Not far ahead, there were corpses lying in all directions on the ground, and even the big yellow dog was not spared. Behind him, Yi Linghui and Tie Ke had happy expressions on their faces, the joy of "great revenge".
“Surprisingly not.”
The ancestor of the Winged People looked at the corpses on the ground in front of him with a solemn expression.
The Yi Ren Patriarch, who had practiced the "Reincarnation Immortal Art", knew the weakness of this magic better than anyone else. After he found out that he was hit by the "Reincarnation Immortal Art", he immediately looked for the "source" here. After that, whether it was saving Tie Ke or Yi Ling Hui, it was all done by the Yi Ren Patriarch in the process of searching for the "source".
Based on his own experience, he successfully found the 'source' among these villagers.
But after killing people, the 'origin' that could be reversed did not appear.
"Why is it wrong? Where would a cultivator who mainly practices 'Corpse Reincarnation' hide the 'origin'?" Throwing the corpse aside, the Winged Man Ancestor appeared extremely annoyed.
He felt that things were heading in a bad direction, but he couldn't stop it.
If he had known that this human race was so difficult to deal with, he would not have been so confident as to come here alone.
"Could it be that it's not the way of corpse transformation?"
Tie Ke, who had calmed down, stood by and asked cautiously. Yi Linghui also felt that the man was not a Corpse Immortal Daoist. When they rushed over before, they did not sense any Corpse Immortal Daoist aura.
"My intuition is not wrong."
The Winged Ancestor is very confident in his judgment.
When Chen Luo was refining the immortal spirit energy before, the energy he used was the 'corpse transformation'.
Supernatural powers can deceive people, but 'spiritual aura' cannot.
The method used by cultivators who have crossed the threshold between immortal and mortal is to judge a person through the induction of the soul. This is also why it is difficult for the illusions below the Tribulation Realm to deceive the founders of the great sects. Because they are no longer "mortals with flesh and blood", they can see through the changes in appearances at a glance.
"That's what's wrong with these bodies."
Yi Linghui walked over quickly and gathered the bodies of the villagers together.
Start checking them one by one.
Tieke was also checking the tools brought by the villages.
Just when Yi Linghui's palm touched the head of one of the villagers, a strange force suddenly erupted. This sudden change made the two people next to him look over.
"There seems to be something wrong with this head."
Yi Linghui looked at the head in her hand and turned back subconsciously and said.
The ancestor guessed correctly.
The source is indeed in the body, but only part of the body. All parts below the neck are not counted, only the head is the source. Previously, the Winged Ancestor checked the heart, but naturally could not find the source. (End of this chapter)
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