Chapter 2 Reincarion

Lin Qinglong felt that he seemed to have had a dream, which was a long and strange dream.

At first, his mind was blank, and his memory was like a piece of white paper with nothing on it.

At that time, he couldn't say a word, and he didn't even have a single idea in his mind. He opened a pair of blood-red eyes in the dark night, emitting a strange blood light.

Although the eyes are red and bleeding, there is no radiance in the eyes, just like an idiot without a brain.

He floated in the dark darkness like this, with no beginning and no end, and drifting endlessly. Lin Qinglong didn't know what he should do, and he didn't know who he was. He forgot his name and everything.

In this way, it wandered aimlessly in the darkness for about more than ten years.

Gradually, some strange pictures began to appear in Lin Qinglong's mind, and some subtle and strange voices sounded in his ears.

Lin Qinglong didn't know what the sound was. Sometimes it was a "snap" sound, sometimes it was a "snap" sound, and sometimes the sound became messy, like beating gongs and drums, making noise in his ears. So, he had doubts, and he began to think, "Where did the voice in my ear come from?"

At this point, he had the first idea and began to think in the dark nothingness.

Later, the strange voice echoed in his mind, making him unable to calm down. Strangely, this does not affect his physical health and mental state. Instead, it made him feel very comfortable.

Over time, after about three months, Lin Qinglong took it naturally and got used to the strange sounds in his ears. Later, he simply read it with the sound in his mind.

After reading like this for nine years, the voice in his mind gradually weakened, but he was used to nagging all day long, all day and all night. It was not until nine years later that his mind had completely calmed down, and he wanted to read it as usual.

So he reads all day long, all the time. The more he reads the voice of his brain, the more energetic he will be. If you don't read it, it will make him feel uncomfortable all over, as if there are ants crawling in the bones, as if he is addicted.

While chanting the spell, he began to raise his arms, raise his feet, or blink his eyes, twist his neck, and do some simple movements according to the picture that came to his mind.

After about seven or eight years, the blood red in his eyes gradually faded and turned into autumn water-like eyes, proficient in transparency and brilliance.

Over the years, he has been chanting spells every day, according to the picture in his mind.

Lin Qinglong didn't know at that time that he was practicing.

And every time he finishes practicing a skill, there will be some new pictures coming into his mind. So he was happy and practiced endlessly, and the movements he did became more and more complicated. Once he practices new skills, more novel skills will turn into pictures and come to his mind.

So Lin Qinglong began to practice his skills. While chanting spells, he practiced exercises. The movements he could make became more and more difficult. Sometimes, he could put his feet on his shoulders, or twist his body into an incredible point, just like twisting a hemp rope.

When Lin Qinglong came to this nihilistic world in the 749th year, all the pictures in his mind suddenly disappeared. He stopped chanting spells, closed his eyes and slept.

After he fell asleep, King Yecha emerged from the void behind him, dancing huge black wings and blue-faced fangs. Yecha Wang opened his huge eyes and looked at Lin Qinglong's sleeping cheeks. After a long time, he sighed helplessly.

"Master, you have slept for a long time. Although I can't bear to wake you up, you still have a lot of things to do. You have to wake up. I want to help you!"

The night fork king spit out an internal elixir from his mouth and spit it out in his hand. The black light of Neidan flows, shining brilliantly in nothingness.

"Master, you have followed my instructions. After these long forty-nine years, you have strengthened your body, and all the meridians in your body have been restored. But your consciousness still can't be restored. The ancient immortal crushed all your thoughts and made you lost your soul. Only... You can only restore your memory by taking my Yecha Yuanshen Nei Dan. When you wake up, remember what I said and leave this underworld!"

Yecha Wang stretched out his slender finger and left an idea on Lin Qinglong's brow.

In that idea, what he wants to say to Lin Qinglong is to teach him how to survive and how to leave the underworld - because King Yecha knows that once Lin Qinglong takes his elixir, he will return to his original form, not even Yecha. He can only be a soul in the underworld, and there is no divine consciousness. I couldn't communicate with Lin Qinglong.

Lin Qinglong was seriously injured, although the Yecha King had protected his three souls and seven souls with his own wings, and did not make his soul fly away. But if you want to completely save Lin Qinglong, you must exchange your life for it.

Yecha King clearly understood the truth of "life for life". Suddenly, if Lin Qinglong woke up with Yecha Yuanshen Nei Dan, he would go to sleep forever.

But he was willing to do this. The Yecha King hugged Lin Qinglong tightly, looked at Lin Qinglong's sleeping side face, and suddenly smiled: "Master, we are in the same group!" If you become strong one day, please be sure to save me! In the future, let's fight side by side!"

With a smile, King Yecha shed tears. This was the first and last time in his life.

The Yecha King stuffed the black light flowing Yecha Neidan into Lin Qinglong's mouth, but Lin Qinglong, who was in a coma, could not swallow it. Yecha King patted Lin Qinglong on the back of the head. With his sob, Lin Qinglong immediately swallowed the Yecha Neidan into his stomach.

As soon as Naedan entered Dantian, he immediately mobilized his meridians, and the frozen dead air flowed again.

However, the night fork king quickly withered and dried up at the moment of losing Neidan. After a moment, the ashes and smoke disappeared, turned into a black smoke, and then the smoke disappeared.

After King Yecha left, Lin Qinglong slept for another seven days.

On the seventh day, Lin Qinglong closed his eyes and suddenly habitually recited the strange spell. The difficult spell had a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one words and eighty-one pronunciation. He read it over and over again, constantly. He could do nothing but chant the spell, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

When he read it 3,600 times in a row, suddenly, he only heard the sound of "boom", and his mind seemed to explode, and countless memories emerged.

That's his past and present life, the human world, the ghost world, and all the experiences have been restored!

Lin Qinglong fell into a coma again.

He seemed to have had a strange dream, an incredible dream. Many people, many things, and many experiences poured into his mind, which confused him and fascinated him.

I had this dream for three days and three nights.

After the third day, Lin Qinglong suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, he released a bright light, penetrating the night and shining away.

At this moment, the enlightenment in his mind was very clear. He clearly knew what King Yasha had done for himself, and he also knew what he should do.

Lin Qinglong swept away his consciousness and picked up the remnants of the night fork king's thoughts nearby, and those scattered ideas formed a small black light mass.

Lin Qinglong held the black light mass in the palm of his hand, stared at it for a long time, and said to himself, "This is the dragon. Xiao is the original idea of floating. As long as this idea becomes stronger and stronger, Yecha can be resurrified. Yecha, I will bring you back to life, because we are in the same group.

Lin Qinglong carefully observed around, and he found that his wandering Yuan underworld was like a dark night, wide and empty, boundless.

He looked at the sky and saw a faint sea of stars, scattered with a weak green light, which appeared in the dark night.

Lin Qinglong looked at the sea of stars faintly, suddenly jumped, and flew out.