The moment he saw the blurred figure in the sky, logically speaking, Ning Wuxin was already destroyed.

Can……

But she was drowsy.

Where does a person who has been destroyed come from consciousness?

Is it a remnant soul?

She doesn't remember having a backup plan?

In the hazy, Ning Wuxin saw an old woman with gray hair. She had a kind face but couldn't see clearly. Who was it?

Before she could think of the result, a pair of warm medicine was poured into her mouth.

The bitterness suddenly penetrated into the throat along her cheeks. She choked suddenly, but someone pressed her chest down and comforted her with two silver needles. She wanted to struggle, but she didn't have any strength, and finally fell asleep again in a drowsy way.

...

A muffled thunder rolled over the clouds, and a lightning flashed across the black sky of the town.

The spring rain that had accumulated for a long night finally poured down at this moment.

Ning Wuxin was awakened by this spring thunder.

She held Tomko with her right hand, raised her left hand hidden in the bedding, and slowly stretched out. Under the shimmering charcoal fire, her palms were as white as ever.

On the palm of her hand, a strange ink cicada as big as a thumb was embedded in the flesh and blood, with a strange dark light, and her mind was immediately confused.

The sound of rain outside the house was rustling, the charcoal fire in the house was red and warm, and it made people sweat all over. Ning Wuxin was completely unaware of it.

Her eyes first lingered on Mo Chan for a while, then she looked around the room in a complicated way.

In the dusk, the yellowed old curtains, cabinets, desks, and the long-lasting smell of medicine are hidden in the bitterness. After many years, people are still extremely familiar. Only the familiarity fades away, and what remains is a strong strangeness.

It was five hundred years later.

After memory and reality coincide—

Ning Wuxin's eyes were like ice covering her. She didn't know what kind of scene passed through her mind. Her breathing gradually became rapid. After a moment, she tightened her palms, and her palms were extremely tender. With this pinch, a clear and amazing color appeared in the fire.

Realizing his incompetence, Ning Wuxin showed self-deprecating at the corner of his mouth.

She thought that five hundred years of precipitation could not be influenced by any emotions, but after seeing the current situation clearly, there was still a turbulence. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened it again, her deep murderous intent in her eyes was replaced by indifference.

His eyes regained on the mo cicada in the palm of his hand.

Mo Chan was originally a black stone with a very "simple" origin, killing people and catching treasures.

It was Ning Wuxin who "pulled" it from the direct descendants of the Yishang Elder of the Yashan Sword Sect.

Naturally, people die.

A journey turned into an internal struggle between fellow disciples. Only Ning Wuxin survived that fierce battle. It was not because her fellow disciples were killed by her. She had not yet fallen into the devil at that time, but she did not take action and did not plot against these people. She would die.

She was also chased by the Yashan Sword Sect because of this.

In the end, the dantian broke, the golden elixir was broken, and he was trapped in the storm of the vast sea before he escaped by luck.

After that, he had to escape into the Demon Sect, change his name and surname, and even change his appearance. Through a secret technique and a secret treasure, he changed his skeleton and body, and changed his appearance and voice. At this point, there was no more Ning You in the world, only Ning Wuxin.

The person who manipulated all this behind the scenes was her "master" Li Changfeng, or the person behind him!

In the past life, Ning Wuxin saved his life because of this unknown black stone and repaired his dantian. At first, he regarded it as a treasure. Even if it kept absorbing its own life, it was "connected" with her life. So he gritted his teeth and kept looking for ways to make breakthroughs.

Later, she kidnapped Li Changfeng thirteen years ago and learned that even this Black Stone was the layout of the person behind him. She was already connected with Black Stone's life at that time, and the deadline was approaching. Even if she knew, she had no choice but to do anything and could only make plans.

The purpose of killing Li Changfeng and annihilation of the black stone that has turned into a mochan is to lead the layouter.

As a result, she did it.

Even the delusion arose before her death because she thought that "Yu Cicada" had the meaning of "spiritual immortality, rebirth and resurrection", and the trace of delusion arose, she succeeded.

She was reborn and returned to the remote Changsheng Town of Nanyan Land five hundred years ago, Yingzhou, and Chen State.

Rebirth of what I am talking about is also the only one in the world of cultivation? It is absurd and incredible.

"...But why do you feel so frustrated?"

The male and female were unable to argue with the girl, murmured, and then she was drowned by the rustling rain.

As for the shock of rebirth? There are probably some, at the first moment when consciousness awakens, but only a few moments.

Not to mention the identity of Demon Xiu Ning Wuxin, she has lived for 500 years. The heart of Tao is so tenacious that she can even die indifferently. She is reborn for a lifetime and has little waves. It is impossible for her to stir up too much waves in her heart.

As for the hatred for Li Changfeng and the person behind him after his rebirth? There is also, but it is not as impatient as in the previous life.

She was desperate to take a bet in her previous life, and the limit was about to limit her.

If it weren't for this, giving her enough time might not be able to turn the tables!

As for this life?

It is not that Ning Wuxin has to argue with them, so he will never let her go. She can only walk towards the great road by killing them one by one and wipe them all cleanly.

Thinking of this, her face was indifferent, and a ripple in her heart finally broke out again. She had been a magic cultivator for two hundred years and liked to pay attention to the question of "only asking about the original heart, not cultivating good results". She did not deliberately suppress it, knowing that with time, this uneasy will eventually be relieved.

"Mo Chan? What is the origin of it? What does it have to do with me?"

Ning Wuxin's voice was very tender at this time, but there was a trace of depth and complexity that did not belong to her age.

In a flash, she smiled again.

It has been a great source for the people behind her to be reborn after five hundred years. Does it have anything to do with her? Is this kind of treasure, even if it is a hot potato, is it still in my hands?

"In the past life, you were in darkness and I was in light, and I couldn't know Mo Chan's secret even though I had done everything. In this life, I brought five hundred years of memories and reborn with this Mo Chan, and you were even more delusional."

Ning Wuxin twisted Mo Chan and smiled silently in his heart.

The mochan was as solid as a rock, with a warm feeling similar to her body temperature, and a pulsation that was faint and pulsating like a pulse, which was quite amazing.

Such things may be a hot potato in their previous lives, but not necessarily at the moment.

After absorbing her two thousand years of life, Mo Chan transformed. She first stopped absorbing her life span, and then she sensed a "fluctuation" hidden under the jade skin. At that time, Ning Wuxin only thought it was an illusion, but because she had to set up a plan, she had no time to study it.

After being reborn, she found that the vague "volatility" had increased, like a "heartbeat", but it was still very weak.

"After all, I have absorbed my two thousand years of life and killed my life. Now, is life going to be derived?"

Ning Wuxin thought about it and knew that this thing was always a variable for her. However, if she wanted to unlock the tip of the iceberg of this variable, at least she had to wait until she re-entered the path of cultivation and entered the state of Qi refining.

Ning Wuxin was not in a hurry to do this, but thought of another thing-

I wonder if the black stone of Yashan Sword Sect will disappear with her rebirth?

If it happened, she was quite curious, how would that person move? Without this black stone, what actions would they take?

Ning Wuxin suddenly smiled and looked a little cold.
Chapter completed!