I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 2 Dreams and Changes

Fu Jin had a long dream.

He dreamed about the memory of his past life that he had deliberately hidden.

He was very young at that time, still a somewhat green and innocent boy, in his prime and full of vitality, but he could only end his life with his own hands amidst the pain of the disease. The breath of death that gradually swallowed up his life made him It is unforgettable and unforgettable to this day.

He opened another chapter in this life.

His parents passed away due to a family hereditary disease, and he inherited the disease. With the support and encouragement of his friends, he managed to survive the four years of his college career. In order not to leave any regrets in his life, he resolutely chose to spend the last part of his life. The middle course travels through rivers and mountains.

Until an unexpected experience during the journey gave him a new understanding of the world he had lived in for 20 years.

There is actually a power beyond the ordinary in this world.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Zhang Wenchang, and Liu Yiyi recalled the names of many friends during their college days. It was like waking up from a dream, only to realize that they were covering the sky.

Then there was the scene where he searched for the footprints of the pre-Qin Qi masters. Although he gained some results, he was unable to cure his symptoms. After seeing the news about the "Fuxi Broken Monument", he decided to take a risk and try his luck.

In addition to these memories of being a human being in two lifetimes, there are also some memories that do not belong to him.

Said to be memories, it is actually more like incomplete pictures.

Knives and swords, blood and fire, are both strange and familiar, as if they have seen it with their own eyes before, or even experienced it.

The final image is of a man.

He has a majestic figure, black hair shawl, standing under the starry sky, and even the light of the stars has become dim. He is obviously only one person, but he exudes an aura that makes the universe tremble, and has a demeanor that is invincible in the world.

While Fu Jin looked at the other party, the Yingwei man also looked up. Only then did Fu Jin realize that the other party looked haggard, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"The last hope." The man murmured to himself, grabbed his chest with one hand, took out a ball of blue light, and threw it towards him.

"Live, must live."

The man raised his head and roared, his black hair flying wildly, and the starry sky shaking.

Before Fu Jin could look again, the familiar smell of death came overwhelmingly. The man fell into a pool of blood, and the scene in front of him disappeared.

"buzz, buzz"

Fu Jin, who had fainted on the ground, opened his eyes. Sweat fell from his head and down the corners of his eyes. His body was also wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water. His whole body felt uncomfortable.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the cell phone lying on the ground with him was vibrating and buzzing.

"Evan"

Fu Jin picked up the phone, lay on the spot and answered the call:

"Hey, Leaf."

"Where are you? Why didn't I see you at the class reunion?" A familiar voice came from the receiver.

classmate reunion?

Fu Jin suddenly woke up and thought of the big event that was about to change everyone's destiny.

"I went out recently, and my phone was only turned on today." Fu Jin turned on "hands-free", held the phone in front of him, and saw dozens of unread text messages, all with familiar names.

"Damn, buddy, why didn't you answer the phone? Are you okay?" - Pang Bo

"Fujin, how are you?" - Liu Yiyi
"Brother, I received your congratulatory gift. It's very valuable. It seems that you have lived well these years, so I feel relieved. It would be better if someone comes too." - Zhang Wenchang
Fu Jin read them one by one and saw the latest news.

"Ha, Fu Jin, do you still remember the class reunion? This is the address, don't forget it." - Wang Ziwen
"Damn" After listening to Fu Jin's explanation, a long sigh sounded from the other end of the receiver, and the person seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I thought something happened to you."

"It's nothing. You are my emergency contact. If I really die, you will be the first to know." Fu Jin smiled easily.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense." Ye Fan was speechless, and then reminded: "After the party, we have to go to Mount Tai. Don't you like mountain climbing? Don't forget it this time."

"Don't worry, Ye Zi, I won't forget it." Fu Jin agreed, how could he forget such an important thing.

The two exchanged pleasantries and hung up the phone. Fu Jin called Pang Bo and others one by one as a reply. When chatting with Zhang Wenchang, he also said that he would be the godfather of his child and used mobile banking to pay for it. Big red envelope passed by.

"I hope I can help you." Sighing to himself, Fu Jin put down the phone and began to observe his physical condition.

As a practitioner, he focused on his own suffering.

At this time, in the sea of ​​suffering, the scene changed drastically.

The soybean-sized sea of ​​suffering that he worked so hard to open up has disappeared, with only a little bit of green light floating around, floating in the place of the original sea of ​​suffering, shining brightly.

"How could it be like this?" Fu Jin's expression changed drastically. Feeling the aura of azure light, the speculation in his mind blurted out:

“Are these spots of light my sea of ​​suffering?”

But the sea of ​​suffering he originally created was obviously gray.

He subconsciously thought of the drop of green blood and looked at other parts of his body.

Except that the sea of ​​suffering turned into blue light spots, other places were normal.

but
Fu Jin clenched his fists and waved them in front of him, making a "whoosh" sound through the air.

He felt that his current self was full of strength. He had recovered from the excessive blood loss and was even stronger than before.

Feeling suspicious, he walked to the full-length mirror.

A young man wearing a light blue shirt and black jeans appeared in the mirror, looking at him with confusion on his face, followed by disbelief.

"I've become younger." Fu Jin said excitedly, stroking his cheeks with both hands.

There was a bit more delicacy on her fair face, as if she had just graduated from college and still had a bookish look on her body, unlike the weather-beaten person who later traveled everywhere.

"Does it have its own beauty function?"

Looking at that tender face, he made sure that there was no other abnormality. Fu Jin no longer hesitated, smiled silently, picked up the small white jade coffin that fell on the ground, wiped it carefully, and came to the sofa again.

The broken stele that had been shaking just now was lying quietly on the coffee table, without any abnormality. It seemed that it had exhausted its strength by spitting out the drop of green blood and returned to ordinary life.

Looking at the three broken monuments, which were not too small, Fu Jin pondered for a moment and decided to take them away.

Just when this thought crossed his mind, the three broken monuments trembled at the same time, and slowly floated up, approaching him.

In a flash of blue light, the three of them disappeared.

At the same time, he felt as if there was something extra in his sea of ​​suffering.

"It seems really extraordinary."

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it, picked up the backpack on the sofa, and went to his bedroom.

Big changes are about to happen, and the ancient road is no longer visible. It's time for him to pack up and get ready to go.

(End of this chapter)