"No--"
Yan Xing woke up from the chaos and nothingness, with a look of shock on his face, breathing heavily, struggling to hold himself up, and found that his body was weaker than ever before.
"Is this a successful time travel?"
"What time is it now? Which era? Where am I?"
Yan Xing shook his head, and his consciousness gradually returned to clarity. He stood up tremblingly, looked around, and found that he was standing on a mountain of corpses.
Everything you see is scarlet, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the pungent stench is confusing.
"Yes, it's still a human race."
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his blood-stained and greasy palm, grasped the long sword that had passed through his chest, and pulled it out with force.
Pfft——
The blood spurted out three feet away. To the monk, this injury was nothing. This person's fatal injury was that his life orifice was chopped into pieces.
[In view of the general environment,
"Unfortunately, I'm actually possessing a corpse."
Yan Xing frowned, his powerful consciousness swept across, and he instantly understood the terrible injuries in this body.
His innate abilities exist with his consciousness, and they still exist even after traveling through time and space.
It was a pity that these talents did not recognize this unfamiliar body and could not work on it. It would be very troublesome to repair the life orifice. He might as well find a living person to take over the body.
"Little brother!" Little brother! Where are you! ? 』
"Don't scare me, sister. Where are you? Answer me quickly!" 』
"Little brother..."
"Huh?"
Yan Xinggang wanted to escape from consciousness, but suddenly he heard an anxious cry from his arms. He couldn't help but feel stunned. He reached into his arms and took out a black jade token.
This is a very ancient communication tool with a very limited link range. After the establishment of high-dimensional space and time in the future, this backward gadget has gradually been eliminated.
"Yan, Yan!?"
Looking at the words on the token, Yan Xing was stunned, then looked down at the unfamiliar body, then at the token, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"It turns out that the consciousness that traveled through time and space was not possessed randomly, but was born into one of our ancestors based on the blood connection."
"Haha, that's interesting."
Yan Xing twitched the corners of his mouth, and his eyes looked a little strange, "I am already dead, and my ancestor turned out to be me!"
"Normally, it should be reincarnation, and the consciousness is directly possessed by a baby who is about to be born. There is probably something wrong with me, and I only got a corpse."
"That's all, a corpse is a corpse, it's not like it can't be used."
Yan Xing shook his head and gave up the idea of changing his body again. After all, this corpse was of the Yan family's bloodline. There must be a cause and effect for him to take over. It was better not to change it rashly.
"Although the times we live in have changed, the essence of this world has not changed, and its cruelties are even worse."
Yan Xing raised his eyes and looked out. On this endless wilderness, rivers of blood flowed, corpses lay everywhere, and mountains of corpses, large and small, rolled up and down like mountains.
Listening to the crying shouts coming from the token, Yan Xing couldn't help but feel that he could no longer believe the plan mentioned by the mastermind, and he was still not sure of the time he was currently in.
"Let's repair this broken body first. This physical body is too weak!"
Yan Xing showed a look of disgust, and with a thought, the gravitational field spread out, covering many mountains of corpses around him, all floating, and within a radius of a hundred miles, with corpses as nodes and blood as a formation, a scarlet tower was erected. Big array.
"Nine Nether Blood Fiend Formation Formation!"
"start--"
Yan Xingpan sat on top of the Corpse Mountain Formation, with a solemn look on his face. He pinched the seals in his hands repeatedly, activating the spiritual energy floating between heaven and earth, as well as the remaining spiritual energy in the blood sea of Corpse Mountain.
His current body is in tatters and his spiritual energy has long been exhausted. Fortunately, his consciousness is strong enough to forcibly restrain some of his spiritual energy.
Qi activation formation diagram is still no problem.
Buzz!
boom--
The large array of corpses covering a radius of hundreds of miles, roared with a dazzling red light, like scarlet flames, igniting all the blood, water and bones.
The flesh and blood melted and were burned and refined by the flames. The impurities and dross were gone, leaving only traces of blood essence energy, which were pulled by the formation diagram and poured into Yan Xing's body.
"Phew, feel good."
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the injuries on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wherever the blood energy passed, the death energy in his body dissipated, and life reappeared.
The physical body was not only healed from its injuries, but also greatly enhanced. Unfortunately, the Life Aperture was different. It was not something that could be repaired by ordinary strength. Yan Xing could only start over from scratch, reopen the spiritual spiral, and recast the Life Aperture.
At this time, I couldn't help but miss Kaka. If I had a leaf of hers, there would be no need for so much trouble.
"In this life, I will probably practice like an ordinary monk."
Yan Xing opened his eyes. After devouring a large amount of blood energy, his physical state had stabilized and his consciousness could settle down safely.
This body was originally only in the realm of dust. Now it is broken and rebuilt. It also needs a source of truth, otherwise it will not be able to activate the spiritual spiral.
Today is different from the past. Talents are only used by consciousness. The physical body cannot be protected. It cannot be practiced as unscrupulously as the original deity. If you are not careful, it will be ruined.
His current combat status is very similar to the situation in the virtual world, except that he has a dispensable physical body.
Yan Xing's consciousness clone has 50% of the power of his original consciousness, and coupled with his natural ability, it is enough to kill a monk in the Heaven Realm, and it is not impossible for him to fight as an Immortal.
Naturally, this weak body cannot withstand such a powerful power of consciousness, so Yan Xing can only carefully seal off most of the power to avoid crushing the body.
"younger brother! younger brother! Where are you? Don't scare me..."
Yan Xing's eyebrows moved slightly, and the voice on the token became clearer and clearer, indicating that his sister was approaching quickly.
His current physical body has been promoted to the limit of the mortal body, which is no less than the original mortal body of the deity. Without the source of Tao, he can no longer continue to improve, and the surrounding mountains of corpses and seas of blood have also lost their effect.
Yan Xing took a step forward, and his body stood suspended in the air under the gravitational field. He walked down the mountain of corpses that had lost all its essence and turned into withered bones, and came to the ground to stand still.
After waiting for a while, a ray of light appeared in the sky as red as blood, speeding towards him.
"Little brother——"
"Sister, I'm here!"
Yan Xing had a smile in his eyes, it was quite interesting to live in another identity.
boom!
The red light fell to the ground, and a woman in blood-red armor stepped out. Her eyebrows were raised, and the corners of her eyes were slightly moist. She walked up to Yan Xing in three steps and then stretched out her long palms to pinch his ears. Her whole body was filled with excitement. was lifted up.
"Asshole! Do you want to scare me to death!?"
"Who told you to run around? Do you know how dangerous it is outside? Ah?!"
The woman was furious, her face flushed, and she was obviously very angry.
"Am I okay?"
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, his expression calm, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
The moment he saw the woman, many fragmented memory fragments appeared in his body's mind. He took the opportunity to fuse and devour them, and learned a lot of information.
First of all, the time travel has indeed been successful. The current time is 88.1 billion years ago in the Dark Ages, known in history as "the struggle for hegemony among all races". It is also the darkest and turbulent era in the history of civilization.
If we follow the original historical trajectory, there will still be ten billion years before the end of the Dark Ages.
Yan Xing frowned slightly. According to historical records, the current Nine Tribes Alliance had just been established not long ago, and he searched through his consciousness and found no trace of the master brain's information flow.
If the prediction is correct, the mastermind at this time should have brought a large amount of information and data to the top of the alliance. The information carried by the mastermind was the core and the "high-dimensional space-time plan" was launched.
This is the so-called "key event completion" and completes the first time closed loop. Let other existences be unable to change this established fact by reversing time and space. The victory of the Nine Clans Alliance and the birth of high-dimensional space and time have become a foregone conclusion at this moment.
Secondly, his body is indeed of the Yan family's bloodline, although it only comes from a collateral line.
The establishment of the underworld was still after high-dimensional time and space, which means that the Yan family has not yet entered the underworld and become one of the rulers of the underworld.
The Yan family is now just a pure ancient family, and its power cannot be underestimated. It has already shown its prominence in the war for hegemony among all races.
"Huh? Little brother, you, your cultivation..."
The anger in Yan Susu's heart gradually disappeared, and she suddenly sensed something was wrong in Yan Xing's body. She couldn't help but panic. She couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.
"Susu, you read that right, it's good if I can save a life. If my cultivation is gone, it's gone. I just need to practice again."
Yan Xing looked indifferent and said "Susu" subconsciously, as if it was his body's instinct.
"You little bastard!"
Yan Susu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but the matter had come to this, what else could she do? Indeed, being able to save a small life is already a blessing from God.
"Hmph! It's good that your cultivation is gone, so that you don't do anything wrong, and you can stay in the clan honestly from now on."
"If it weren't for the fear of being embarrassed to face my father and mother after death, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"
"Good Susu."
Yan Xing nodded, this guy was also a poor man, he also had no father or mother.
"Don't call me Susu!"
"Good Susu."
"asshole--"
…
Under the leadership of Yan Susu, Yan Xing returned to the land of the Yan family. He was worthy of being the overlord of his domain. Even his side branches occupied a group of towering palaces that stretched for more than ten miles.
"Stay at home, don't go out and run around!"
Yan Susu had a cold face and turned to leave after saying that. When she walked to the door, a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes.
As fellow monks, how could we not empathize with each other? Who could face the loss of cultivation calmly?
The younger brother looked calm on the surface, but he was probably in extreme pain at this moment in his heart. The reason why he didn't show it was definitely because he didn't want her to worry.
Why--
After all, they were still connected by blood. The two had the same mother, and their family ties were deep in their bones. How could she bear it?
"I will report your situation to the main line and give you a chance to enter the Origin Tomb. If you don't obey, I won't care about you."
The Origin Tomb is the secret place where the Yan family stores the principles of the source of truth. At the beginning of their practice, the disciples of the Yan family can enter it and choose the source of truth that suits them.
Yan Susu can naturally take out the ordinary Principles of Principles. After all, he controls the branches and still has some background.
But it would be very difficult for Taoyuan above the peerless level to match the Yama Xing attribute. It would be better to go to the Origin Tomb and give it a try, maybe there will be unexpected gains.
The Principle of Principle determines a monk's future to a large extent, and one cannot be too cautious.
Hearing Yan Susu's cold words, Yan Xing smiled secretly in his heart. This old lady is tough on the outside but still very soft on the inside.
"Hey, thanks Susu."
"snort!"
Yan Susu looked back and glared, then walked away. If she continued to stay, she was afraid that she would abuse the disabled people.
"Yan Xing, Yan Xing, this is my name."
Yan Xing was lying on a rocking chair, rocking gently, murmuring in a low voice, his thoughts scattered in disorder.
Same pronunciation but different words is a very common coincidence, but it saves the effort of adapting.
He decided to make peace with what he had come, and decided to have a good time in this time and space, leaving something behind for his future self.
"I don't know what happened to those nine unlucky people now."
"Oh, what a pity, what a shame."
Yan Xing's eyes flashed, this was a dark and turbulent era, but it was also an era full of opportunities.
He needs to improve his strength as soon as possible to be sure.
"The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish..."
