Chapter 516: I once wanted to be a great practitioner

Style: Fantasy Author: Half of the Imperial CityWords: 3146Update Time: 24/01/12 09:56:40
"I think this is not just for Fengtian Mansion. It is very likely that this time it is just a trigger. This is a trigger for top sects before the golden age comes."

Zhou Ran took a long breath, and then suddenly laughed. He said with a smile: "Huh..., now it's like this, I really don't know what those big families will do after the golden age comes. It looks like that.”

"That kind of scene should be exciting, but I might not like it. By the way, you know, before you guys showed up, actually..."

……??????????

Master Jun was listening on the sidelines. He knew clearly that the family Zhou Ran was referring to was the Jun family of Tianfengcheng Mansion, and he naturally understood the meaning of Zhou Ran's words.

Indeed, when the golden age comes, all the major families begin to shuffle their cards.

But in this era, how many people would dare to provoke the military family so openly? Mr. Jun himself would never have thought of it. He looked into Zhou Ran's eyes, wanting to hear him continue.

But Zhou Ran suddenly stopped talking and frowned tightly.

After a few breaths, Zhou Ran let out a long sigh, as if he had made a decision.

"Alas..., that's all. My time has come. It seems that telling you that there is a rebellion in Fengtian Mansion is the reason why I am still living here."

Zhou Ran looked at Lu and Chen with a smile. A kind of pure kindness suddenly appeared in his eyes. That kind of innocence can almost only be seen in the eyes of children.

"As for what will happen in the future, it has nothing to do with me."

After Zhou Ran finished speaking, he felt as if he was deflated, and his overall momentum dropped by 80%.

"Lu Chen, your era is coming next. I can feel that you have an unusual ability. The era in the future should be different because of your appearance."

"Goodbye, Lu Chen, I really admire you, but it's a pity that it was too late when we met."

After Zhou Ran finished speaking, he closed his eyes without saying a word. His hands were placed on his chest. He seemed to be relieved and ready to wait for death quietly.

Lu Chen and Mr. Jun were still confused at first. They could feel that Zhou Ran had not finished talking about Fengtian Mansion and the rebellion, but Zhou Ran suddenly stopped talking about this topic.

Although they had roughly understood the whole story, they still wanted to hear more details from Zhou Ran's mouth.

The two of them walked up to Zhou Ran and stared at Zhou Ran until they saw a breath of fresh air between Zhou Ran's eyebrows, and they instantly understood why Zhou Ran didn't want to continue talking.

There, Zhou Ran's thoughts had begun to dissipate.

"Alas..." Lu Chen couldn't help but let out a long sigh as he looked at the thoughts that were gradually dissipating.

He no longer asked Zhou Ran to speak, and just waited quietly for Zhou Ran's thoughts to completely dissipate. At that time, Zhou Ran completely disappeared.

While Lu Chen sighed, Lu Chen unconsciously used the Great Compassion and Compassion curse.

Above them, Zhou Ran's dissipating thought body began to gather towards Lu Chen and was absorbed by Lu Chen.

Through Lu Chen's meridians, it directly enters Lu Chen's Tianchi, and finally slowly enters the foundation of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree in the middle.

However, Lu and Chen were immersed in sadness and did not notice the changes above their heads. Zhou Ran also did not expect that his thoughts that were about to dissipate were being absorbed by the roots of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree.

Time passed by minute by second, and just when Lu Chen thought Zhou Ran was unconscious, Zhang Liang suddenly moved again.

"Lu Chen, are you still there?"

He did not open his eyes, but just lay there and said to Lu Chen: "Do you think there is a theory of reincarnation in the spiritual world? Do you think it is possible for me to live another life?"

Lu Chen was obviously stunned when he heard Zhou Ran's words. He didn't know why Zhou Ran asked this.

"I, Zhou Ran, used to have faith. I also wanted to be a great practitioner. I also wanted to open up a new path for ordinary people."

"It's a pity that after practicing for 138 years, I still didn't become a great practitioner. In the end, I didn't wait for the golden age. In the end, I didn't find a way out for ordinary people. In the end, I didn't even have the faith I once had. I forgot everything."

"Lu Chen, do you think there is reincarnation? After death, does a person completely disappear, or does the mind body reincarnate again?"

Zhang Liang was talking to himself, seemingly without any hope of getting a response from Lu Chen.

"Oh, it seems that I still haven't given up. I still have a deep greed for life. However, if I had persisted in my beliefs back then, would I have been in a different situation?"

"It's a pity that I have no chance to regret it."

Zhou Ran started sobbing softly as he spoke. He spoke in an extremely regretful but helpless tone.

"I, Zhou Ran, once wanted to be a great cultivator. I also wanted to open up a path for ordinary people. How come I then started to help the noble family suppress ordinary people?"?????????? ??

Zhou Ran's voice became lower and lower, and his thoughts were about to dissipate. These words were a sign of returning to the light.

"Zhou Ran..."

Lu Chen felt a little intolerable. He was not sure whether the monks were reincarnated, but he thought it would be good to give Zhou Ran a kind belief when he was about to die.

Lu Chen thought, then he stepped forward and spoke: "Zhou Ran, this world has reincarnation, and the golden age you are looking forward to has already appeared. I believe..., I believe you will be able to regain your faith in the next life. Become an unparalleled great practitioner."

"Oh, is there really a way of reincarnation? Thank you, Lu Chen."

"As for the golden age, let's wait until I live again. Hahaha, I will definitely reopen the way of cultivation for ordinary people in the next life."

Hearing Lu Chen's words, Zhou Ran immediately laughed. Lu Chen looked at Zhou Ran's innocent smile and laughed too. He was not sure whether Zhou Ran believed in him, but this was the last thing he could do. .

Zhou Ran smiled and stopped suddenly. He looked at Lu Chen and said softly: "Okay, let's stop here. I really have nothing to say this time."

After Zhou Ran finished speaking, he stopped moving.

He still had the last smile on his face, but there was no trace of the mind body in his body, as if he had never been in this era.

Lu Chen looked ahead. He knew that the thought body in Zhou Ran's physical body had dissipated. When the remaining breath in the world dissipated, the records of Zhou Ran's existence would also completely disappear.

"Huh...faith, what exactly is faith? Grandpa has mentioned it before, and Grandpa Feng has always mentioned it. Now, even Zhou Ran says that he has a lost faith."

Lu Chen just looked ahead quietly, thinking about the connection between monks and faith, waiting for Zhou Ran's remaining breath to dissipate.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Chen still hadn't figured out the connection between monks and faith. At this time, Zhou Ran's aura was getting thinner and thinner, almost completely dissipating.

However, at those moments when the breath was about to dissipate, Lu Chen seemed to hear Zhou Ran say wait...

"Wait, what else do you need to wait for?"

Lu Chen pressed his ears, feeling very confused, but Zhou Ran was already dead and he couldn't ask. Moreover, he also looked back at Master Jun and found that Master Jun didn't have any change in his expression, as if he didn't hear that. The same sound.

"Is it an illusion?"

Lu Chen felt that he was hallucinating, and stood there with a helpless smile, ready to let the matter go. ????

"Huh... Zhou Ran is dead now. Although the conspiracy is not very clear, I still have a rough idea."

Lu Chen turned around, looked at Mr. Jun and said, "However, I always feel that Zhou Ran is also a poor person. It's a pity that he didn't wake up until the end."

"well……."

Master Jun glanced at Lu Chen and sighed: "From his tone, it seems that Zhou Ran was once an aspiring monk, but I don't know what happened later to make him become like this."

"Alas..., this may be their fate."

"The second uncle once did the same thing, but it failed in the end. However, in this matter, they have many differences. The first one is that he and the second uncle have different origins. The second uncle has the opportunity to regret it. He didn't, and the other thing is that my second uncle never lost his will and belief."

Master Jun looked at Zhou Ran's body, and he also remembered Jun Wudi's past.

"Will, belief, what exactly is this, and what is my will and belief."

Lu Chen let out a long breath and looked at Zhou Ran's body without saying anything. Master Jun also shook his head and fell into a long silence.

In the time they sighed, all the mind-body aura above their heads had been absorbed into the foundation of the Green Emperor Sacred Tree.

However, Lu Chen's entire attention was on Zhou Ran, and he did not notice this subtle change immediately.

A long time passed, and Lu Chen and Mr. Jun were silent for a long time.



At this moment, Nan Tian Yijian's heart-rending cry came from the space. This heart-rending cry also pulled the two of them out of silence.

"Boss... why aren't you here? I'm going to die if you don't show up."

"Boss..., ah..."

Lu Chen turned around and took a look at the outside world, and saw Nan Tian Yijian lying on a grave, shouting roguely.

"What kind of trick is this kid playing? He's acting like a rogue." Lu Chen looked at the movements of Nan Tian's sword and burst out laughing.

Master Jun looked at Nan Tian Yijian and said with suppressed laughter: "Xiao Lu'er, where are we going to bury these two people now, and then go see what happened to Xiao Jianzi?"

"Well, that's what I meant."

After Lu Chen said this, he turned around and fired spiritual energy from his right hand, directly blasting two huge holes on the ground.