"List…"
As soon as the novice monk subconsciously uttered a word, Chen Yi silenced him with a spell. He didn't want to reveal his identity in front of outsiders yet.
There must be surveillance in this house.
"Since you know me, you should know my methods."
Chen Yi waved his hand gently, and the sword energy gathered on a throne, and he sat down, looking down from a high place: "I ask you to answer, if you dare to speak falsely, I will destroy you both physically and mentally!"
The novice nodded repeatedly, no longer as unruly as before. Upon seeing this, Yan Chixia and Li Qingjun looked at each other and smiled, while Beihuang looked at his father with admiration.
It was as if the person with such power was herself.
"Name."
"Tan Nan."
"origin."
"Wu Lao Temple."
"Are you a disciple of Wu Lao Temple?"
A strange look flashed across Chen Yi's face: "In the Battle of Foyuan, the entire Buddha Burial Plateau was razed, and all the monks of Wulao Temple were enthroned. Why have you survived until now?"
The novice hesitated for a moment:
"I actually died once."
"Um?"
"The death of a Buddhist disciple's physical body does not count as the disappearance of the Tao. As long as the soul is still there, he can be taken into the Lotus Buddha Kingdom, or enter Jiuhua Mountain to serve in the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's dojo."
Hear the words.
Chen Yi couldn't help but frown.
According to him.
Don’t all Buddhist monks have two lives? Moreover, isn’t the Lotus Buddha Kingdom a product of the Buddhist and Taoist era 10,000 years ago? Didn't you die with the times?
To know.
All the things he experienced when he created previous lives would only appear in the modern timeline after he ended his reincarnation. Why is it different this time?
"Could it be that…"
Sudden.
A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and a thought popped into my mind without any warning: "I am not creating a past life at all, but... I am retrieving the memory that belongs to me!"
The key point of this idea is the white fox face.
If I was really the Taoist fruit cultivated by Bai Hu'er Lian, why did I never encounter Bai Hu'er Lian in the subsequent reincarnations?
After meeting him once five hundred years ago, He has been with him throughout his entire life.
Why?
Putting aside His preference for me, what is the difference between me and all other living beings? His existence looks the same to a person or an ant.
Why does He favor Him alone?
What's more.
With His majesty, if he really just wanted to cultivate himself into a talented person, there would be no need to go to such great lengths. Even Heaven, which governs all things in the world, is afraid of Him.
The most likely possibility is that in the original timeline, I was at least one level weaker than Bai Hu'er Lian, or even on an equal footing with her.
I and Him have known each other a long time ago!
The more I think about it.
Chen Yiyue felt frightened.
Because if we follow his train of thought, then the so-called national awakening of past life memories may not be the result of spiritual energy recovery at all.
This is a game of chess.
All forces use him as the core to play the game, and all living beings in the world play chess.
The sky is a chess player, the earth is a chess player, gods, humans, demons and ghosts are all chess pieces. What role does the white fox face play?
What does the winner get? What will the loser pay?
more importantly.
After this game of chess is played, what will be his own ending?
His heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier. Chen Yi took a deep breath, raised his hand and touched the center of his eyebrows, forcibly sealing this memory and not daring to think about it again.
too scary!
