Chapter 497 The Seventh Life

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Xu Mochen only felt that the power of his source of energy was mixed with demonic energy from who knows when.

Of course, when he realized something was wrong, the demonic energy had already poured into his soul.

At this moment, he changed many thoughts.

In these years, starting from the world of monsters and beasts, he also went to the Netherworld and the Buddhist world.

The latest one is to the planet in the Demon Realm.

When he was in the world of monsters and beasts, integrating the essence and blood of the Four Imperial Beasts was actually equivalent to possessing the bloodline of ancient mythical beasts.

When you arrive in the Nether Realm, you will inevitably come into contact with the power of the Netherworld.

And these are just neutralized by the next five powers of hearing the truth, that is, the power of the Buddhist cultivation world.

But it doesn't mean that the powers that don't belong to you disappear.

He was originally a pure human race, and although the path he took to cultivate immortality was different, the essence of his spiritual energy and spirit was similar.

So in fact, when he didn't know it, he already had quite a bit of demonic energy in his body.

When I arrived at the Heavenly Demon Realm planet, I had accumulated even more.

I didn't expect it to break out at this time.

In the blink of an eye, his entire body was surrounded by a red and black aura.

If this continues, he is likely to enter the devil's path and lose his original mind.

Coupled with the memories of the previous six lives, all kinds of unwillingness and anger surged into my heart in an instant, increasing the raging demonic energy.

He could barely control himself and all he wanted to do was jump up and wreak havoc on everything around him.

A pair of eyes also turned red and black.

At this time, he had already arrived at the place where the vagina was.

This is a frozen land, nothing else.

Xu Mochen, who was entangled by the demonic energy, lost the ability to fly, and his whole body hit the ice hard.

The ice was so strong that there were no cracks even under such a high-speed impact.

Xu Mochen, on the other hand, bounced on the ice and collided several times.

It was easy to stabilize his body, and he still had the last trace of clarity in his heart.

If he continues like this, he will soon be swallowed up by the demonic energy.

It is said to be demonic energy, but in fact it is also a normal force in the Shifang World.

Races in several realms rely on this power to survive.

But because of the different races, Xu Mochen became an alien here.

Once he enters the devil's path, he will lose his original intention and even his appearance will change.

When danger came, Xu Mochen gritted his teeth and pressed his hands on the ground, trying to calm himself down with ice.

However, the crazy shouting in the heart can never be calmed down so easily.

In this case... maybe the new Nine Apertures magical power is an opportunity!

But the unexpected change left him with no time to react.

As he struggled on the ice, a faint shadow appeared in the sky behind him.

It was his other soul that followed him at some point.

Seeing everything in front of him, Yuanshen seemed to let out a sigh.

Then he stretched out a finger and pointed at Xu Mochen.

A faint ray of light shot out and sank into Xu Mochen's body.

Xu Mochen didn't notice this change, and he was now trying his best to fight against the demonic energy.

At this critical moment, his body suddenly relaxed, and the demonic energy seemed to be pulled out.

There seemed to be a small round nucleus in the center of the red and black demonic energy.

At this moment, there was something he didn't understand.

This round core does not belong to you. It was implanted into your inner world by your opponent without knowing it.

Thinking about the opponents I have encountered recently, the only one who can do this is Wu Qiong.

In the battle on the Heavenly Demon Realm planet, although they worked together to repel the opponent, they were still hit.

Now, while he was preparing to open up the new nine orifices, all of them burst out.

Before Xu Mochen had time to think about how to deal with this mass of demonic energy and core, a white light suddenly flashed in his mind, and other memories poured in.

The seventh of ten lives!

He found himself standing on the grassland where he had just stayed with Shu Wuyin.

In this life...could it be that the memory is the origin?

Sure enough, the person he saw in the lake was a child, about seven or eight years old.

Could this be what the real Tu Dao Xiaoyao Immortal looked like when he was a child?

Unfortunately, my memory is fuzzy. I can see the surrounding scenery clearly, but I can't distinguish the appearance of the child.

There was a voice behind him. He looked back and saw a beautiful woman with a young man standing next to her.

The two of them noticed his gaze and turned to look over.

The beautiful woman smiled and waved to him: "Xiaoyao, come here!"

This was calling him, and he walked over in a daze.

The beautiful woman is very beautiful, with a softness between her brows and a healing power.

Kind eyebrows and kind eyes probably refer to the appearance of the person in front of me.

Could it be his mother?

Xu Mochen found that in this memory, he could maintain a little bit of his own thinking.

But you can't control the characters, after all, these are memories.

He can see with third-party vision, but there is no way to interfere.

Sure enough, he walked up to the beautiful woman and called out obediently: "Mother."

Then he turned to the young man, whom he also called "big brother".

And the appearance of this big brother is exactly the same as the Wu Qiong seen on the Demon Realm planet.

At this moment, Xu Mochen only felt a chill.

Tu Dao Xiaoyaoxian and Wu Qiong are brothers?

And looking at it like this, is the beautiful woman in front of me the first immortal born between heaven and earth?

This realization impacted him deeply.

The three people said this happily, and the content was mainly about the recent progress in cultivation.

Yes, as a cultivator, the most important thing is cultivation.

The beautiful woman was very satisfied, encouraged her a few words, and then left.

After she disappeared, a hint of coldness appeared in the young man's brows.

Next, the memory begins to grow.

This is Kunmi Ruins. He and his eldest brother are the children of the first immortal in the world.

But they are not twins, but were born one behind the other.

As for who the father is, they don't know.

Mother is very powerful, so powerful that she can do almost anything she wants.

Even immortality.

At this time, he had just entered the path of immortality and had no examples. Of course, he was confused about cultivating immortality.

Not only do they practice in Kunmi Ruins, they sometimes come into contact with human affairs.

With comparison, you will have a deeper understanding of the differences between them.

So later, he asked his mother whether cultivating immortality was for immortality, but his mother's answer was: You are different.

“My words are not immortality in the mortal sense.

As your mother, my words are to nurture and teach you. "

Okay, that’s okay, so why are there immortals?

"Well..." the beautiful woman smiled, "because I need it."

Need, not necessity, the Immortal was born just because of need.

He didn't feel much about it, but the young brother asked: "Because of need, are we born because of your need?"

The beautiful woman's smile froze, and she pondered for a long time before saying, "No matter what, you are all my children."

But the young eldest brother refused to give up: "Mom, when will you need us?"

The beautiful woman's face changed: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Although they have experienced the mortal world, it is still difficult for them to understand the kind of family affection between parents and children that ordinary people have.

"Isn't it?" The young brother replied stubbornly, "If you can live forever, what else do you need?"

In this regard, the beautiful woman could not explain why.

Because... what is the definition of immortality.

With death, there is the contrast of immortality.

But according to the beautiful woman herself, as the first immortal born in heaven and earth, it is obvious that she is still alive.

But now there is no death, but it does not mean eternal life!

The conversation that broke out by chance was obviously unpleasant.

But it did not affect their lives after all.

Cultivation of immortality must continue.

The words of the young brother can also be understood as the ups and downs in the process of enlightenment.

Everything returned to calm, and he didn't take it to heart.

It is worthy of being the origin of immortals. The spiritual energy here is very abundant and there are countless immortal connections.

In comparison, the outside world does not have these things.

He didn't realize what the difference was, and gradually he understood that immortals were different from mortals and all things.

They have longer lifespans and stronger abilities than mortals.

The prosperity of the mortal world has no value at all to them.

The two devoted themselves to practicing immortal magic and both made progress.

Especially his eldest brother, he is even more amazing and talented.

The original immortal method was taught to them both by their mother, and there was no difference at all.

But his eldest brother can always create new immortal magic based on that.

You can even combine different immortal techniques and draw inferences from one instance to make the whole thing come true.

Even their mother was shocked by the child.

He watched his brother walk away, leaving him far behind.

To his surprise, his brother didn't show any joy or pride in this.

In this way, of course, when he grew up to be a teenager, his brother had already become a young man.

And he is an extremely powerful young man. He once saw that when his brother used his magical power, he seemed to be able to summon the feeling of heaven and earth.

This is something neither their mother could do.

As expected of a brother, he is so powerful.

Just like this, the years passed by without knowing how long it took. One day, when their mother came back, she was holding a little girl by the hand.

The little girl's appearance could not be clearly seen, and all she could hear was her "giggle" laughter.

Their mother told the two that this was the four-nothing man and was the key.

The key to what? He couldn't help but ask.

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

Mother smiled and nodded.

At this time, my brother's cold voice sounded: "Are you choosing between the two of us?"

This question made my mother's smile freeze.

I don't know when the relationship between his mother and brother started to get very bad.

The originally gentle atmosphere could freeze into ice with just one word between the two of them.

It's not that he doesn't feel it, but he doesn't know how to resolve it.

Fortunately, my mother seems to be used to such changes.

The little girl is here, living with them.

What makes them feel strange is that this girl obviously cannot cultivate immortality.

But the two of them were unable to cause harm to each other.

Once, he asked the little girl about her origins in a subtle way, and her mother rarely answered him directly: "Her choice determines you."

He actually didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

However, he also vaguely felt that the birth of himself, his brother, and the little girl were not accidental.

He and his brother were probably waiting to be chosen by some being.

Naturally, in his opinion, he must choose his brother.

One day, the little girl brought back a strange-looking little beast.

He was still a teenager at this time, and compared to his younger brother, he was more patient with children.

The two of them carefully discussed how to place the little beast.

Then they went to the lake and sat down side by side.

He rarely asked the little girl if she knew her fate.

The little girl smiled and replied: "I know!

My choice determines your fate.

And when you need me, that is my destiny. "

Obviously he didn't understand this principle.

Then the little girl asked, "What is your choice?"

His choice?

He actually had no choice.

In front of his absolutely powerful and excellent brother, he had never thought about such a problem.

They were chosen, but the results speak for themselves.

So he simply lay down and looked at the blue sky: "My choice is to live such a carefree and free life."

"Even if you can't live forever?" the little girl was curious.

"Why do you want to live forever?" He was puzzled. "If you are not happy, what's the point of living forever?"

The little girl smiled: "Your idea is very interesting.

Not all those who cultivate immortality think about immortality. "

He still shook his head, indicating that he would not listen.

The little girl asked again: "If you were given another chance, would you change your mind?"

He felt a little irritated. Is such a meaningless topic worth talking about again and again?

As if sensing his displeasure, the little girl pursed her lips and said, "But I do hope to choose you."

He hummed, but didn't care about it.

There is no objection to the choice between excellence and mediocrity.

Only an idiot would ponder such a topic.

He thought that maybe the next thing would be a natural thing, the elder brother would be chosen, and then the little girl would choose the elder brother.

As for you, just lie flat.

That night was a rainy night.

Although Kunmi Ruins is said to be a place of immortals, they did not interfere with natural phenomena.

Immortal cultivators themselves perceive all the movements of heaven and earth.

To him, the heavy rain only meant that the outside world became noisier.

Amidst the patter of rain, he clearly heard a scream.

It's my mother's voice!

This is impossible, my mother is a strong person, and nothing in the world can shake her.

So he turned into an escaping light and landed in front of his mother's cave.

What I saw was shocking.

His brother was holding a long sword in his hand, and a section of the sword was dripping with blood.

As for their mother, a large patch of bright red flowed from her chest.

The two of them obviously didn't notice that he was coming. The mother's usual gentleness disappeared. She stared at her brother: "Why!"

"Why?" Brother shook the blood from the sword, "You should know why!"

As he spoke, a bolt of lightning flashed across, followed by earth-shattering thunder. (End of chapter)