"Could it be that the Emperor Ancestor has died four or five hundred times?"

Jiang Nan was suspicious in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! Anyone, even the God Emperor, can only be reincarnated nine times, and the divinity will completely dissipate, and no one will be able to reincarnate more than four or five hundred times! These four or five hundred corpses of the Emperor must have another reason!"

His gaze looked farther away, and he saw that there were many identical faces in the sea of corpses, each corpse with the same outfit, the same appearance, clearly the same person!

"Others have died too many times......"

Jiang Nan noticed this, his brows furrowed even deeper, and he muttered: "Could it be that all the people who come here, after boarding Wangxiantai, will die hundreds or thousands of times?

At this time, there were also many people who found the situation under Wangxian Terrace, and one by one they opened the fairy light and looked at it carefully.

"That's my father's, uncle, my father died in Wangsendai, who is that old thing in my family?"

Someone scolded angrily: "There is no reason, why are there hundreds of my father's corpses in the sea of corpses?"

"How did my master's body end up here?"

"Impossible! That's not the Wild Ancestor, the Wild Ancestor will never die here, let alone die hundreds of times!"

Sima Duanming looked at the sea of corpses in the abyss, and his body trembled: "Hundreds of corpses of Sima Saint Emperor......

In addition to this, many people have also found the remains of several other God Emperors, who, like the others, apparently visited Wangsendai when they were teenagers!

In addition to the corpses of the God Emperor, the remains of many giants in the God Realm today were also found in the sea of corpses, and some of them were God Lords. Some are gods. There are also god monarch giants such as the Wild Ancestor!

The corpses of so many giants are piled up in the abyss under Wangsendai. Piled up in a sea of corpses, there is a three-eyed monster in the sea of corpses, like a cleaner constantly eating dead corpses, this scene makes people feel no joy, but feel deep fear!

"Do you still have to wait for the view to Sendai?" someone whispered.

Although Wangxiantai is full of fairy light, the fairy sound is pleasant, and the fairy spirit is permeated, but at this moment, it gives people a strange feeling. It seems that it is no longer a holy place that everyone yearns for, a place for immortals to set foot, but a hell full of mysterious power!

Mu Shan from the Xuanhuang Xue Palace was the first to step up the stone steps and walked towards Wangsendai, these stone steps are extremely wide, like a small land, and the stone steps are filled with fairy light.

The immortal light on the first stone step engulfed him, and many people watched this scene, waiting for the result.

After half an hour, Mushan walked out of the fairy light of the first stone steps. There were many vicissitudes in his eyes, and tears seemed to flash in the corners of his eyes.

Makiyama paused. Walk up the second stone staircase.

Puff –

A voice came, and many people could see it clearly, only to see that after Makiyama left the first stone step, a corpse fell from the fairy light and fell into the sea of corpses below.

"It's ......"

Jiang Nan sighed lightly, just now he saw the fallen corpse, the appearance was exactly the same as Mu Shan, there was no difference!

"What's going on? If it was Makiyama who died, then who was alive to walk up the second stone staircase?"

"Could it be that if you step on the stone steps, you will die once? Or is it that the fairy light created an existence that is exactly like himself, and Makiyama killed a copy of himself, so there is a corpse that is exactly like him falling?"

"Mu Shan is a disciple of Xuanhuang Old Ancestor, he must know more about the inside story of Wangxiantai, he dares to step on the stone steps, he must have his own plans, and he should not encounter danger!"

Everyone speculates that these stone steps are the roads that the immortals have walked, not to mention the immortals, even if it is the path that the God Emperor has walked, what incredible situation will be left behind is beyond the imagination of the world.

Morosh was so bold that he stepped up the first stone staircase, and the fairy light engulfed him, and not long after, when he stepped out of the fairy light and stepped up the second stone staircase, a corpse also fell from the first stone staircase and fell into the sea of corpses.

More people began to try, but what frightened the others was that when they walked through the first stone steps, without exception, there was also an identical corpse falling from the fairy light on the stone steps!

However, there are also people who have not stepped out of the fairy light.

"Hehe, hehe......"

Someone showed a look of fear in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "If there is really a copy of us in the fairy light, then who knows if it is us or our copy who walked out ......of the fairy light?"

The others couldn't help but shudder, this is probably the most likely speculation, Wangxiantai is too weird, so weird that people really can't afford to step into that stone staircase.

Because no one knows whether the Dao can walk out of the fairy light is the real self or a copy of himself, if he dies in the fairy light, but his copy walks in the world with his own body, this is unacceptable.

"If you don't step on the stone steps, you still don't know what happened in the Immortal Light of the Dao Dao, and I don't know what the Emperor Ancestor of the Dao Dao encountered back then!"

Jiang Nan took a long breath, his eyes were firm, and he also walked towards the stone steps, the stone steps were extremely wide, he climbed the first stone steps, and the fairy light swallowed him.

"Here it is...... Jiangfu!"

Jiang Nan's body shook violently, and he looked around blankly, only to see people coming and going around him, bustling, many servants were busy, and in the garden not far ahead, several children were playing, and a middle-aged couple stood under the grapevines, looking at these children with a smile.

"Daddy......"

Jiang Nan's gaze fell on the middle-aged man, it was a haunting face, his biological father, his gaze fell on the other woman, and he whispered: "Mother......"

"Big brother, second brother, third sister ......"

"Aren't you dead?"

Jiang Nan's heart was shaken, and the old things of the past appeared in front of his eyes, the war of the gods, the disaster of Middle-earth, Middle-earth became a hell on earth, his parents, brothers, sisters, relatives, some were buried in the disaster of the sky and the earth, and some died when the demons were in chaos, only he took his little sister Jiang Lin to escape. Keep running forward. Stumbling. Surrounded by terrifying demons.

"Dead, you're dead......"

Two lines of tears crossed Jiang Nan's cheeks in the corners of his eyes, and suddenly a small hand grabbed the placket of his clothes, and a crisp voice said: "Fourth brother, Dad called you to study! Why are you crying?"

Jiang Nan lowered his head and saw his sister Jiang Lin's innocent face, and then he saw his own hand, which was very small. The skin is delicate and is the small hands of young children.

He felt like he had returned to that teenager from decades ago.

Jiang Nan's heart was shocked, he couldn't feel any of his mana, he couldn't feel his divine sense, he couldn't feel his magic weapon, so he even thought that his experience in the past few decades was a big dream.

Then he came to his senses, and there was a panic in his heart: "Fake, you are all fake...... It must be the immortal light in Wangsendai that has penetrated the memories in my heart and hooked up my hidden memories......"

But what struck him as incredible. Whether it is Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, or his dead brothers and sisters. They are all living beings, as if they really rose from the dead and live by his side.

"Zichuan, go to study!" Father Jiang walked in front of him, and there was a loving father's concern in his majesty.

Jiang Mu stepped forward and said with a soft smile: "Look at you, it scared him into tears, it's good to play and rest your brain once in a while, it's better than being a nerd." ”

Jiang Nan's heart trembled, and he was unconsciously touched by his parents' voice in the softest part of his heart, and all kinds of thoughts came to his heart, making his Dao heart collapse unconsciously.

He lived in Jiangfu, forgot the outside world, forgot everything else, indulged in the love of his parents, brothers and sisters, surrounded by family affection, he read and wrote, played with his brothers and sisters, carefree, as if he had returned to the past, and what he had encountered in the past few decades was just a big dream.

"The Great War of the Celestials is coming, isn't it?"

Jiang Nan suddenly woke up, and couldn't help but shiver, under the opposition of Jiang's father, he still practiced martial arts, and eventually became a monk, before the aftermath of the Great War of the Gods, he took his parents and the whole family away from Middle-earth and settled in other countries.

The Jiang family took root and sprouted in that country, and as time passed, Jiangnan's memories of his decades of experience became more and more blurred, which was real and which was illusory, making him unable to distinguish between them.

He also didn't want to distinguish clearly, he just wanted to continue to live by his parents' side, live by his brothers and sisters, what immortality, what ambition to dominate, what immortal Taoism and Shinto, all of them were left behind, and cherish his ordinary and carefree life.

He didn't have much interest in cultivation, and his cultivation was wasted, and he was just a supernatural level cultivator, and his cultivation stopped.

He later participated in the imperial examination, topped the high school rankings, married a wife and had children, was a very popular minister, glorified his ancestors, and his brothers and sisters also started their own families.

Until his parents died, until his siblings grew old one by one, until his wife died, he still had a few hundred years of life, and he still looked young.

Until his children died of old age, until the emperor changed generations, Jiangnan finally got old, he became the elder of the Nine Dynasties, and the new emperor personally came before he died and asked him what his wishes were.

"Wish......

The dying Jiang Nan suddenly opened his eyes, and the pictures buried by family affection, the figure of Sister Jiang Xue, and the joys and sorrows of the Holy Sect all returned to his mind, and his eyes burst out with infinite divine light, and he got up from the sickbed and muttered: "My wish ......"

He chanted loudly, the pavilions and pavilions in front of him, the palaces, all the descendants were shattered like a dream bubble, Jiangnan seemed to have regained its youth in an instant, and restored to the original Jiangnan, the Xuantian Sect Master.

He walked out of the fairy light, looked back, and saw an old self in the fairy light, exhaling the last breath, and the corpse fell from the fairy light and fell into the sea of corpses.

"I've already died once......"

There were tears in Jiang Nan's eyes, tears slid down the sides of his cheeks, and his heart was full of mixed tastes, he was almost lost, and he almost lost the motivation to move on. But his parents are in the cousin, his brothers and sisters are by his side, and his children and grandchildren are together, but he is unwilling to give up that kind of family affection, and that kind of experience makes him finally understand why Mu Shan has tears slipping through the corners of his eyes when he leaves Xianguang.

He walked up the second step, and the fairy light engulfed him again, and he lived another life in the fairy light of the second step. In this life, he did not interfere with the trajectory of his life anymore, and let everything develop according to the normal trajectory.

He held back the family affection in his heart, did not save his relatives and his parents in the War of the Heavenly Gods, and sat back and watched the Jiang family collapse. He is like an outsider, without the slightest emotion, he seems to be another emperor ancestor, coldly watching all the tragedies happen, and finally putting his life on the original track.

In this life, he also died, he calculated everything, had no emotions, and fought for luck for himself, but his friends abandoned him, Jiang Xue, Luo Huayin, Xi Yingqing, everyone he cared about left him.

In the end, he died at the hands of the Emperor Ancestor in the battle for the emperor.

He forgot his feelings, and the emperor also forgot his feelings, the emperor was one step ahead of him, occupied the advantage of cultivating in advance, and finally defeated him.

Jiang Nan's gaze was even more vicissitudes, and before he knew it, he had lived in the immortal light for hundreds of thousands of years, and another corpse fell into the sea of corpses from the road to Wangxiantai.

"Immortal road is hard to find......"

He cut off the memories of his life, afraid that he would lose himself in the memories of the next life, but he couldn't bear to cut off the memories in the first step of immortal light.

"On the way to Wangxiantai, the Emperor Ancestor realized that Xuandu forgot his feelings, and refined the body of the three lives, the past, the next life, and the present life...... You can't wait in the next life, you can't chase the past life, I only want this life, only cultivate this life!"

Jiang Nan's heart was ruthless, cut off the memory in the immortal light of the first step, and stepped into the immortal light of the third step: "I want to use my body in this life to enter Wangxiantai and win the immortal road!

"I only live in this life!"

"I want to become an immortal in this life, and I will go to the end with one life!"

———— don't seek the afterlife, only live in this life, fellow Daoists, work hard for your future! By the way, ask for a monthly pass~ (to be continued......)