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Chapter 733, Hundreds of Worlds of Reincarnation!

"Buzz!"

The faint ripples spread, and Wuming entered the mysterious realm of Xianxianjue. It was as if he had passed through a water curtain and came to a new world, giving him a different experience from entering other mysterious realms.

In addition, the assessment of monks in this mysterious realm of immortality is not the same as Wuming has experienced before, which is the assessment method of tempering the body, refining the spirit, or breaking through the battle.

The main test of this secret realm is the monk's inquiring mind. Therefore, as soon as Wuming entered, he entered an illusion, an illusion targeted at him.

In this way, he also understood why Ao Jin didn't say too much about this secret realm. It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, but it was useless if he said it. Everything had to be done by Wu Ming himself.

"After hundreds of reincarnations, after the reincarnation of the human world, if you can't get through it, it will disappear into thin air!"

The loud sound roared in Wuming's mind, like rolling thunder, making his face turn pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

Then, a white light flashed before his eyes, and he came to his first reincarnation and began his journey of reincarnation.

In this life, he was a scholar who was so poor that he couldn't even pass the national examination. In order to rush for the exam, he sold all his family property. Even his childhood sweetheart, who was engaged to him since he was a child, left him.

For this reason, the bad luck he encountered in his first life was not just a bit of bad luck, but simply possessed by a bad luck star. Everything was unlucky, and even a mouthful of cold water was stuck between his teeth.

In this life, he lived for thirty-seven years. After his death, he came to the underworld of reincarnation, drank a bowl of forget-the-soul soup mixed with water, and entered his second life.

In the second life, he was no longer so unlucky. At least he was an emperor. He lay drunk on the knees of beauties and rose to power in the world. He only had a harem of three thousand beauties, but it also made his waist and knees weak and extremely tired. Sometimes he fell into bed.

Toilets have to support the wall.

In addition to the internal and external troubles in the court, he had only been the emperor for three years. One night, he accidentally died in the belly of the queen. For this reason, the huge dynasty also fell apart with his death and became

Yesterday’s clouds are gone.

As for him, it was inevitable that he would become known as a romantic emperor and a king who subjugated his country.

In the third life, he was not unlucky. He was an ordinary teacher. Although he was ordinary, he also taught and educated people. He was full of talents all over the world, and even the current academicians had several students from his sect.

After hearing his name, the young emperor wanted him to serve as an official, but he refused directly. However, he couldn't bear the young emperor to visit the thatched cottage three times, and he also came up with ten strategies for him.

The emperor was also a wise king. With the help of his strategies, he eliminated treacherous officials, built canals, resisted barbarians, and regained lost territory... His ten major achievements were unprecedented and unprecedented, and he became a sage king.

In this life, he lived to be eighty-one years old. When he died, the emperor named him a national advisor and buried him with the honors of a national advisor.

After three reincarnations, Wuming's conscious consciousness also showed signs of blurring, because before each reincarnation, he would drink the Soul-forgetting Soup. Although the soup was mixed with water, it was slowly clouding his true consciousness.

After ten reincarnations, he could hardly remember that he was nameless. He was completely involved in the reincarnation. Sometimes he was a bandit, sometimes a bandit, sometimes a high-ranking official, sometimes a prince, sometimes a landlord, sometimes a farmer.



From the king of a country to a boy in a restaurant, from being named on the gold medal list to being the turtle king of a brothel, Wuming's status in each reincarnation is different. From noble to ordinary, from ordinary to humble, he has experienced all kinds of life and tasted all kinds of tastes.

Slowly, he completely forgot about himself

Who is it? Even when he dreams back at midnight, it is difficult for him to dream of his true identity.

He is sinking into the world, into reincarnation, and into the sea of ​​suffering. One life and one death, it is difficult to escape and fight for it. It seems that his destiny has been determined in this way, and it seems that his destiny is a script set by others.

And he was like a puppet in the hands of a juggler, he couldn't help himself, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, like an actor.

The word "hundred" in "Hundreds of Reincarnations" is just a fictitious quantifier. It does not really mean one hundred. It can be one thousand or ten thousand. The specific number is not determined at all, or it may vary from person to person.

In his 100th reincarnation, he became a monk, but he was not the kind of monk who could move mountains and conquer the world. He cultivated in a certain way, thinking about the harmony between heaven and man.

First, I am thinking about the vast world, and what is certain in the world.

If Wuming is still conscious now, he may suddenly wake up, because his theories in this life are so amazing, every word is a pearl. The reason why he cannot move mountains and conquer the world is just because he lacks the skills to practice.

Perhaps, it was also the theory he understood in this life that touched him, and he began to think about who he was, where he came from, and what his purpose was.

Three questions puzzled him and made him pursue them all his life. He wanted to figure out these three secrets, but he always felt that there was a thick fog hanging in front of his eyes, making it difficult for him to see.

Can't see through, can't see through.

Therefore, when his life was over in this life and he entered the land of reincarnation, he directly pushed away the old woman who would give him the soul-forgetting soup in every reincarnation, rushed into the door of reincarnation in one go, and opened his first

A hundred and one reincarnations.

It was just that he violated the law of heaven by not drinking the Forgetting Soul Soup. In the 101st reincarnation, he only lived to be thirteen years old and died prematurely. But fortunately, he still remembered

Every bit of his experience in his 100th reincarnation.

Of course, what he remembers most clearly is the book he wrote.

In the 100th reincarnation, Sutra refers to a collection of books. Books that can be called "Sutras" are very rare. However, Wuming created a masterpiece in the 100th reincarnation.

This "Sutra" is what he has gained in his life, and it is also his life's insights.

After the 101st reincarnation ended, he knew that his situation would be extremely bad, because the old woman would definitely not let him push her away again, otherwise she would force him to drink the Soul-forgetting Soup.

But he didn't want to drink, because he hadn't found the answers to the three questions yet. At the same time, he also saw the Forgotten Soul Bridge, which originally didn't have many soldiers, now had a large group of people, all wearing armor, holding swords and guns, standing majestic.

He knew clearly that the reason why these soldiers appeared was to prevent what he had done from happening again, and he racked his brains to think of a solution to the problem.

It wasn't until later that he saw a woman wearing a bloated long skirt, and he tried to persuade her to help him hide the truth, and then he crossed the Forgotten Soul Bridge.

He escaped by hiding in the woman's skirt. He also relied on the fact that he died early and was small. Otherwise, no matter how fluffy and bloated the skirt was, it would be difficult to hide in it.

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Originally he didn't want to do this, because not only did the woman feel humiliated, but he also felt the same, but the answers to those three questions were too important to him, and he would rather humiliate to find out, so he did it without hesitation.

Yes, even threatening the other party, even though he knows how childish and ridiculous it is to threaten the other party with his carrot-like size.

However, he still succeeded and escaped disaster!

The 102nd reincarnation was a turning point in Wuming's experience of reincarnation. Because he concealed the truth, his life span was actually as long as 136 years.

For one hundred and thirty-six years, he has been thinking about the three questions he raised in his 100th reincarnation but has not yet understood.

For this reason, he observed the four seasons of heaven and earth, watched the sun rise and the moon set, listened to spring thunder and summer rain, smelled autumn wind and winter snow, and comprehended the mystery of heaven and earth all the time.

Later, after serving his parents for a hundred years, he completely integrated into the world. He traveled across mountains and rivers and visited almost every part of the world.

He often watched ants move when heavy rain came. He often watched lightning and thunder when storm came. He often listened to the sound of wind blowing through the treetops on dangerous mountain tops...

He was completely crazy and possessed. His hair was unkempt and his clothes were ragged, but his eyes were clear and his chest was grooved. He had a deeper understanding of the world and the three questions.

When he returned from his dream at midnight, he began to dream again, sometimes it was a frightening nightmare, sometimes it was a blood-soaking erotic dream, and sometimes it was just an ordinary fragment.

He dreamed that he was being hunted by others, and was terrified. He dreamed that he sat with others and discussed the truth, and golden lotuses fell from the sky. He also dreamed that he was the most powerful person in the world, and that he was alone in his dignity.

Of course, he also dreamed of bathing with the most beautiful fairy and going to Wushan in the clouds and rain together.

These dreams gave him an even more startling guess. What if these dreams were true and my life here was false?

This question frightened him, but being a human being for three generations gave him a stronger mentality. He slowly accepted it and began to consider it.

Especially after finishing his dream, he came to the window, looked at the moon and thought.

Dugu is a bowl of bitter medicine, but the joy of being alone is also a period of self-examination that ordinary people cannot deeply understand and understand.

Wuming tortured his heart, and the more he understood his guesses and questions, his eyes became brighter, especially at night, like the stars in the sky, their radiance was so bright that it was difficult to look directly at them.

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It's just that he still hasn't figured it out, and his body is deteriorating as he grows older, becoming as weak as the wind, like the yellow leaves that are still hanging on the treetops in late autumn, refusing to fall.

Finally, his life span came to an end and his consciousness began to blur, but he could still clearly see the changes in his surrounding environment.

In addition, the things he experienced in the 100th, 101st and 102nd lives also started to replay in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern. The speed was very fast, but it also made him

See clearly.

"So that's what it is, I understand, I realize, and I wake up!"

Suddenly, just when he was about to take his last breath, an astonishing aura erupted from his body, shocking the heavens and the earth and sweeping across the world.

His rickety body on the bed that looked like a wooden board suddenly straightened up and stood up. His cloudy eyes also regained their clarity and became as bright as a golden lamp, making it difficult to look directly at him!

"What a reincarnation, what a dream!" Wuming thought of everything he had forgotten, his appearance recovered, and his aura became stronger.

As the light flashed, he changed back to himself. He was no longer the dying old man. He discovered all the mysteries of this mysterious realm, giving him a deeper understanding of spiritual practice.
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