Chapter 1890: 1890
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During the transformation of soul, song Yan fell into a state like a dream but not a wake-up one. In a moment, he found that he had become a baby.
Under the care of his parents, he grew up gradually. When he was three years old, he was sent to kindergarten. When he was six years old, he began to go to the first grade, and his mind gradually recovered.
Looking at his tender white hands, song Yan was puzzled.
Is this the test of illusion when the soul changes?
"Break it for me!"
Song Yan drinks lightly, his eyes become extremely firm in an instant.
But the surroundings were as they were, without any change.
"Song Yan, what are you doing here? Come and play with us!"
A little girl with a pink carving and jade carving came and took him to join another group of children.
He knows the little girl, is his neighbor, is also his classmate.
"I also want to influence my mind. I am the ancestor who made the illusion!"
Song yanleng drinks and pushes the little girl to the ground.
The little girl looked at him wrongly, and then sobbed.
Half an hour later, at home.
Song Yan is being scolded by a young man.
"Why do you push Xiaoyu, you little bunny? Apologize to him right away!"
"Come on, little inkstone is still a child. What's so fierce!"
His mother put him in her arms and gave him a look.
True! It's so real!
Song Yan frowned.
Finally, he apologized to Xiaoyu. That night, song Yan sat on the bed, flashed many cultivation skills in his mind, and began to work.
Unfortunately, after an hour, there was no response.
"The environment comes from the heart, but it's not broken for me!"
Song Yan once again cold drink, but the surrounding is still the same, there is no change.
"Is that right? Did I fail to transmute my soul eleven times and then return to reincarnation? "
Song Yan frowned and thought about it.
From then on, he tried to cultivate many times, but he could not break the illusion.
And he began to grow.
Junior high school, senior high school.
Miraculously, he and Xiaoyu are classmates.
More than ten years later, song inkstone has also been released, and he no longer cares whether it is a mirage or not.
As a result, he lives like an ordinary person.
After the college entrance examination, he and Xiaoyu entered the same university, then fell in love and came together. After graduation, he started his business, and Xiaoyu became his assistant.
Three years later, his company had a market value of more than 100 million yuan, and he and Xiaoyu entered the palace of marriage.
Soon after, they had children.
And his business is getting bigger and bigger, but he always doubts that the real world can no longer be real is just an illusion.
Seventy years later.
Song Yan is too old to move any more, and even he is very hard to speak. He can only spend the rest of his life in the hospital bed. Xiaoyu has become a wrinkled old woman.
At the same time, the ward was full of people, his second daughter and grandchildren.
Although he is lying on the hospital bed, he still has a large group worth hundreds of billions under his control. These children don't care about it, they want to acquire his property more.
"Old lady, take out my will!"
Song Yan's hard way.
Xiaoyu wiped away the turbid tears from the corner of his eyes, took out a will from the cabinet next to him and gave it to the lawyer.
"Read it out!"
Song Yan waved, and immediately, the group of children who were full of concern were scattered.
"Tell you a secret, old lady!" Suddenly, song Yan showed a strange smile: "in fact, in fact, you are all nonexistent, you are all puppets created by illusion! Hahaha! "
"What nonsense are you talking about, old man?"
Xiaoyu asked in a daze.
But song Yan has no voice. Yes, he is dead.
When song Yan became conscious again, he became a baby again. Suddenly, his brow wrinkled: "there is no end, here comes again!"
"Husband, you see, he is so ugly, just like a little old man!"
Suddenly, a beautiful woman's voice sounded.
"Don't you think this kid looks like you?"
My husband joked.
"Well, are you indirectly saying that I was born ugly?"
Under the care of his parents, song Yan grew up slowly again, but he didn't want to talk.
"Damn it, what's wrong!"
His silence worried his parents, thinking that he was a mute, especially when he saw his mother crying silently for many times, but he was indifferent and kept thinking about the problem.
How can we break this damned illusion?
"Do you want to die and survive?"All of a sudden, his eyes brightened, and then, at the age of five, he jumped and died. When he woke up again, he became a baby again.
Song Yan's patience was almost consumed. In this life, the world he was born in is no longer a modern society.
It's an ancient society, and he was abandoned shortly after he was born.
Then he became a beggar.
He doesn't care.
Fifty years later, he became an old beggar and died in a ruined temple.
When he woke up again, he became a baby again.
"What's going on? Am I in infinite transmigration? "
In the first life, song Yan pretended to obey the arrangement of illusion. In the second, he chose death. In the third, he looked on the world coldly, but no matter which life, he did not really integrate into it.
In this life, he decided to forget his identity temporarily and become a part of the world.
This world is a world of fairy heroes, but he is the son of a pair of ordinary villagers, but he finally passed the test of fairy gate and joined in the fairy gate.
In his full devotion, his strength is rapidly improving. In only fifty years, he has successfully survived the scourge and become a master of Mahayana.
Then, he soared to the fairyland.
In the two thousand years of the fairyland, he once again reached the pinnacle and soared to the divine world.
For 100000 years, he became the only supreme one in the divine world. When he made a new breakthrough, he died.
Then, reincarnation became a baby again.
At the moment when he opened his eyes, song Yan had a clear understanding. He couldn't help laughing and said: "so it is, so it is! Hahaha! "
Then, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared.
He opened his eyes again and was sitting on a bed in a room in the courtyard of Yushan Fucheng.
His previous experience is not so-called illusion, but a God called infinite reincarnation.
See the sea again.
His soul has been transformed eleven times. In addition to the spirit magic, there are also infinite reincarnation magic.
This divine power can make people in his spiritual world infinite reincarnation, reincarnation to forget himself, doubt their own existence, which is absolutely a powerful and abnormal spirit.
A maximum of three thousand reincarnations can be performed.
He has only experienced the fourth reincarnation and is almost driven mad. If he reincarnates three thousand times and keeps sober enough every time, he will collapse even if he has a strong Dao heart.
[author's extras]: second watch
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During the transformation of soul, song Yan fell into a state like a dream but not a wake-up one. In a moment, he found that he had become a baby.
Under the care of his parents, he grew up gradually. When he was three years old, he was sent to kindergarten. When he was six years old, he began to go to the first grade, and his mind gradually recovered.
Looking at his tender white hands, song Yan was puzzled.
Is this the test of illusion when the soul changes?
"Break it for me!"
Song Yan drinks lightly, his eyes become extremely firm in an instant.
But the surroundings were as they were, without any change.
"Song Yan, what are you doing here? Come and play with us!"
A little girl with a pink carving and jade carving came and took him to join another group of children.
He knows the little girl, is his neighbor, is also his classmate.
"I also want to influence my mind. I am the ancestor who made the illusion!"
Song yanleng drinks and pushes the little girl to the ground.
The little girl looked at him wrongly, and then sobbed.
Half an hour later, at home.
Song Yan is being scolded by a young man.
"Why do you push Xiaoyu, you little bunny? Apologize to him right away!"
"Come on, little inkstone is still a child. What's so fierce!"
His mother put him in her arms and gave him a look.
True! It's so real!
Song Yan frowned.
Finally, he apologized to Xiaoyu. That night, song Yan sat on the bed, flashed many cultivation skills in his mind, and began to work.
Unfortunately, after an hour, there was no response.
"The environment comes from the heart, but it's not broken for me!"
Song Yan once again cold drink, but the surrounding is still the same, there is no change.
"Is that right? Did I fail to transmute my soul eleven times and then return to reincarnation? "
Song Yan frowned and thought about it.
From then on, he tried to cultivate many times, but he could not break the illusion.
And he began to grow.
Junior high school, senior high school.
Miraculously, he and Xiaoyu are classmates.
More than ten years later, song inkstone has also been released, and he no longer cares whether it is a mirage or not.
As a result, he lives like an ordinary person.
After the college entrance examination, he and Xiaoyu entered the same university, then fell in love and came together. After graduation, he started his business, and Xiaoyu became his assistant.
Three years later, his company had a market value of more than 100 million yuan, and he and Xiaoyu entered the palace of marriage.
Soon after, they had children.
And his business is getting bigger and bigger, but he always doubts that the real world can no longer be real is just an illusion.
Seventy years later.
Song Yan is too old to move any more, and even he is very hard to speak. He can only spend the rest of his life in the hospital bed. Xiaoyu has become a wrinkled old woman.
At the same time, the ward was full of people, his second daughter and grandchildren.
Although he is lying on the hospital bed, he still has a large group worth hundreds of billions under his control. These children don't care about it, they want to acquire his property more.
"Old lady, take out my will!"
Song Yan's hard way.
Xiaoyu wiped away the turbid tears from the corner of his eyes, took out a will from the cabinet next to him and gave it to the lawyer.
"Read it out!"
Song Yan waved, and immediately, the group of children who were full of concern were scattered.
"Tell you a secret, old lady!" Suddenly, song Yan showed a strange smile: "in fact, in fact, you are all nonexistent, you are all puppets created by illusion! Hahaha! "
"What nonsense are you talking about, old man?"
Xiaoyu asked in a daze.
But song Yan has no voice. Yes, he is dead.
When song Yan became conscious again, he became a baby again. Suddenly, his brow wrinkled: "there is no end, here comes again!"
"Husband, you see, he is so ugly, just like a little old man!"
Suddenly, a beautiful woman's voice sounded.
"Don't you think this kid looks like you?"
My husband joked.
"Well, are you indirectly saying that I was born ugly?"
Under the care of his parents, song Yan grew up slowly again, but he didn't want to talk.
"Damn it, what's wrong!"
His silence worried his parents, thinking that he was a mute, especially when he saw his mother crying silently for many times, but he was indifferent and kept thinking about the problem.
How can we break this damned illusion?
"Do you want to die and survive?"All of a sudden, his eyes brightened, and then, at the age of five, he jumped and died. When he woke up again, he became a baby again.
Song Yan's patience was almost consumed. In this life, the world he was born in is no longer a modern society.
It's an ancient society, and he was abandoned shortly after he was born.
Then he became a beggar.
He doesn't care.
Fifty years later, he became an old beggar and died in a ruined temple.
When he woke up again, he became a baby again.
"What's going on? Am I in infinite transmigration? "
In the first life, song Yan pretended to obey the arrangement of illusion. In the second, he chose death. In the third, he looked on the world coldly, but no matter which life, he did not really integrate into it.
In this life, he decided to forget his identity temporarily and become a part of the world.
This world is a world of fairy heroes, but he is the son of a pair of ordinary villagers, but he finally passed the test of fairy gate and joined in the fairy gate.
In his full devotion, his strength is rapidly improving. In only fifty years, he has successfully survived the scourge and become a master of Mahayana.
Then, he soared to the fairyland.
In the two thousand years of the fairyland, he once again reached the pinnacle and soared to the divine world.
For 100000 years, he became the only supreme one in the divine world. When he made a new breakthrough, he died.
Then, reincarnation became a baby again.
At the moment when he opened his eyes, song Yan had a clear understanding. He couldn't help laughing and said: "so it is, so it is! Hahaha! "
Then, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared.
He opened his eyes again and was sitting on a bed in a room in the courtyard of Yushan Fucheng.
His previous experience is not so-called illusion, but a God called infinite reincarnation.
See the sea again.
His soul has been transformed eleven times. In addition to the spirit magic, there are also infinite reincarnation magic.
This divine power can make people in his spiritual world infinite reincarnation, reincarnation to forget himself, doubt their own existence, which is absolutely a powerful and abnormal spirit.
A maximum of three thousand reincarnations can be performed.
He has only experienced the fourth reincarnation and is almost driven mad. If he reincarnates three thousand times and keeps sober enough every time, he will collapse even if he has a strong Dao heart.
[author's extras]: second watch
During the transformation of soul, song Yan fell into a state like a dream but not a wake-up one. In a moment, he found that he had become a baby. Under the care of his parents, he grew up gradually. When he was three years old, he was sent to kindergarten. When he was six years old, he began to go to the first grade, and his mind gradually recovered. Looking at his tender white hands, song Yan was puzzled. Is this the test of illusion when the soul changes? "Break it for me!" Song Yan drinks lightly, his eyes become extremely firm in an instant. But the surroundings were as they were, without any change. "Song Yan, what are you doing here? Come and play with us!" A little girl with a pink carving and jade carving came and took him to join another group of children. He knows the little girl, is his neighbor, is also his classmate. "I also want to influence my mind. I am the ancestor who made the illusion!" Song yanleng drinks and pushes the little girl to the ground. The little girl looked at him wrongly, and then sobbed. Half an hour later, at home. Song Yan is being scolded by a young man. "Why do you push Xiaoyu, you little bunny? Apologize to him right away!" "Come on, little inkstone is still a child. What's so fierce!" His mother put him in her arms and gave him a look. True! It's so real! Song Yan frowned. Finally, he apologized to Xiaoyu. That night, song Yan sat on the bed, flashed many cultivation skills in his mind, and began to work. Unfortunately, after an hour, there was no response. "The environment comes from the heart, but it's not broken for me!" Song Yan once again cold drink, but the surrounding is still the same, there is no change. "Is that right? Did I fail to transmute my soul eleven times and then return to reincarnation? " Song Yan frowned and thought about it. From then on, he tried to cultivate many times, but he could not break the illusion. And he began to grow. Junior high school, senior high school. Miraculously, he and Xiaoyu are classmates. More than ten years later, song inkstone has also been released, and he no longer cares whether it is a mirage or not. As a result, he lives like an ordinary person. After the college entrance examination, he and Xiaoyu entered the same university, then fell in love and came together. After graduation, he started his business, and Xiaoyu became his assistant. Three years later, his company had a market value of more than 100 million yuan, and he and Xiaoyu entered the palace of marriage. Soon after, they had children. And his business is getting bigger and bigger, but he always doubts that the real world can no longer be real is just an illusion. Seventy years later. Song Yan is too old to move any more, and even he is very hard to speak. He can only spend the rest of his life in the hospital bed. Xiaoyu has become a wrinkled old woman. At the same time, the ward was full of people, his second daughter and grandchildren. Although he is lying on the hospital bed, he still has a large group worth hundreds of billions under his control. These children don't care about it, they want to acquire his property more. "Old lady, take out my will!" Song Yan's hard way. Xiaoyu wiped away the turbid tears from the corner of his eyes, took out a will from the cabinet next to him and gave it to the lawyer. "Read it out!" Song Yan waved, and immediately, the group of children who were full of concern were scattered. "Tell you a secret, old lady!" Suddenly, song Yan showed a strange smile: "in fact, in fact, you are all nonexistent, you are all puppets created by illusion! Hahaha! " "What nonsense are you talking about, old man?" Xiaoyu asked in a daze. But song Yan has no voice. Yes, he is dead. When song Yan became conscious again, he became a baby again. Suddenly, his brow wrinkled: "there is no end, here comes again!" "Husband, you see, he is so ugly, just like a little old man!" Suddenly, a beautiful woman's voice sounded. "Don't you think this kid looks like you?" My husband joked. "Well, are you indirectly saying that I was born ugly?" Under the care of his parents, song Yan grew up slowly again, but he didn't want to talk. "Damn it, what's wrong!" His silence worried his parents, thinking that he was a mute, especially when he saw his mother crying silently for many times, but he was indifferent and kept thinking about the problem. How can we break this damned illusion? "Do you want to die and survive?"All of a sudden, his eyes brightened, and then, at the age of five, he jumped and died. When he woke up again, he became a baby again. Song Yan's patience was almost consumed. In this life, the world he was born in is no longer a modern society. It's an ancient society, and he was abandoned shortly after he was born. Then he became a beggar. He doesn't care. Fifty years later, he became an old beggar and died in a ruined temple. When he woke up again, he became a baby again. "What's going on? Am I in infinite transmigration? " In the first life, song Yan pretended to obey the arrangement of illusion. In the second, he chose death. In the third, he looked on the world coldly, but no matter which life, he did not really integrate into it. In this life, he decided to forget his identity temporarily and become a part of the world. This world is a world of fairy heroes, but he is the son of a pair of ordinary villagers, but he finally passed the test of fairy gate and joined in the fairy gate. In his full devotion, his strength is rapidly improving. In only fifty years, he has successfully survived the scourge and become a master of Mahayana. Then, he soared to the fairyland. In the two thousand years of the fairyland, he once again reached the pinnacle and soared to the divine world. For 100000 years, he became the only supreme one in the divine world. When he made a new breakthrough, he died. Then, reincarnation became a baby again. At the moment when he opened his eyes, song Yan had a clear understanding. He couldn't help laughing and said: "so it is, so it is! Hahaha! " Then, everything in front of me suddenly disappeared. He opened his eyes again and was sitting on a bed in a room in the courtyard of Yushan Fucheng. His previous experience is not so-called illusion, but a God called infinite reincarnation. See the sea again. His soul has been transformed eleven times. In addition to the spirit magic, there are also infinite reincarnation magic. This divine power can make people in his spiritual world infinite reincarnation, reincarnation to forget himself, doubt their own existence, which is absolutely a powerful and abnormal spirit. A maximum of three thousand reincarnations can be performed. He has only experienced the fourth reincarnation and is almost driven mad. If he reincarnates three thousand times and keeps sober enough every time, he will collapse even if he has a strong Dao heart. author's extras: second watch
