MTL - Forced To Survive-Chapter 124 This life is slim, only three wishes...

[In front of a stick of incense · the deep side of the chain of heaven]

When Tianyan pierced through the elder of the Artifact Refining Sect, Yun Ranran knew that the moment had come. She was struggling to get close to the chains of the Heavenly Dao. Luo Yu appeared. She took out a teleportation scroll and brought her to the unmatched Heavenly Dao Chainmail deep side.

The huge chains covered the abyss, and there was darkness below the chains, and no one noticed where she and Luo Yu were.

She sat on the edge of the abyss, and the wind blew her hair.

Along the way, it seems that I have experienced a lot, and it seems that nothing has been achieved.

But if you think about it carefully, if you do it all over again, you still have to choose this way.

She looked down into the depths of the abyss, and she seemed to be able to see the wanton red-clothed boy in a trance.

He is proud, indulgent, and unscrupulous, but hidden in it is a kindness that no one can know.

She thought, if there was tenderness in this world, it would be like this.

It's him who has been waiting for the flowers to bloom for ten years, and it's him who gave all the touching sincerity when he said "I believe in you".

He should be free, he should be loved.

He should walk on the top of the mountain, and all the flowers will bloom for him.

There was a lot of noise outside, and there was a turmoil, and the sound of sharp knives passing through the body sounded from time to time.

A moment later, Tian Yan stood in mid-air covered in blood.

She turned to look at him.

Obviously embarrassed, but not less heroic.

When he said those two sentences, she couldn't help laughing.

Could this be Yun Jian?

She sat quietly in the wind, her two thin white legs stirring the darkness of the abyss.

Dazzling sunlight suddenly appeared in front of him.

She thought, if there was light in this world, it would look like this.

Fierce and gentle, reckless, and upright.

He should hold his sword to the end of the world, and he should sleep in the wind and sleep in the snow.

He should drink the strongest wine and be the strongest sword fairy.

When the light was about to collide with the chains of heaven, she looked sideways at Luo Yu.

A long sword suddenly passed through the chest.

Blood splashed and sprinkled on the chains.

There was a "hum" in the air, and something disappeared quietly. She knew that it was the power of the heavenly law of Jikong.

That's what became...

The blood was swallowed by the chains of greed, she suddenly lost strength, and fell limply on the chains, she watched her arms hang down limply, but she couldn't move an inch.

Just when he completely lost consciousness, the familiar clothes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

It's not Luo Yu, it's someone else, who's here?

She vaguely heard a few words of conversation, and then there was no more sound.

The later man spoke in a relaxed tone.

"She died, well done."

·

Yun Ranran woke up suddenly, she had a severe headache, and she vaguely remembered what happened before she fell down, as if someone came over, but she couldn't remember anything after thinking about it seriously.

She stayed on the bed for a while, but she still couldn't think of that incident, so she simply lifted the quilt and walked out of the room.

In front of her was a familiar courtyard, she often came here to settle down.

I can't remember how many times I've been here, but the owner left a room for her when I came too many times.

There is a white-haired grandmother in the yard, who is making tea, and the gurgling fragrance of tea floats into the air along with the heat.

It was almost dusk at that time, and the long black river in the distance reflected the sparkling light, and there were many tourists scattered by the river, chatting and strolling.

Grandma went to the table and sat down, handed her a cup of hot tea, and sighed, "Are you back?"

Yun Ranran held the hot tea into her palm and gave a soft "hmm".

Grandma looked at the blood blooming on her chest and frowned.

"This time I came later than before, I still think you are done."

Yun Ranran said, "It seems to be done."

Grandma said in surprise: "It's done? But your injury..."

Yun Ranran smiled: "I'm not done, but I'm done."

Grandma was annoyed: "You're already here with me, what's the matter?"

Yun Ranran said: "They all survived."

Grandma was startled, her fingertips trembled slightly, the hot tea in her palm suddenly fell, the porcelain was shattered, and the hot tea spilled all over the floor.

She bent down tremblingly to pick it up, Yun Ranran took her hand, Grandma raised her head, her eyes filled with water vapor.

"finally…"

Yun Ranran said: "Don't cry, it's a good thing."

Grandma sat down again, her gaze fell on her shocking wound, and she deliberately said: "It's more beautiful to come down this time. In the past, it was either a broken hand or a broken foot, which is ugly."

Yun Ranran was amused by her.

Grandma gave her a white look: "It's all like this, and I can still laugh."

Yun Ranran patted her on the shoulder and smiled: "Grandma, I haven't been here for a long time. I want to eat fruit candy. I'll go around and bring you tea when I come back."

Before Grandma could reply, she ran out the door.

Red palace lanterns have been lit along the way, propping up a strange light in the dark.

She is familiar with this place and has been here too many times. Walking along the familiar path to the center, she saw a tall building. There used to be a boy in red living in this building. Just one kiss will be very good.

This is the place she had been to before her death, Wangchuan City.

Now that she came back as a soul, she had a different feeling.

There are many pavers on the street, and she heard constant shouting.

She asked for a jug of wine, walked to the river, saw a little girl sitting alone on the embankment, staring at the river in a daze, so she simply walked over and sat down next to her.

The little girl turned to look at her.

Yun Ranran asked, "Who are you waiting for?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide, and said in a childish voice, "A sister."

Yun Ranran laughed: "What sister?"

The little girl said: "I don't know either. I've never seen it before. It was because I pestered Grandma Meng every day that she told me the story."

Yun Ranran put away the wine jar, took out two cans of peach juice, stuffed one for the little girl, looked at the endless river in the distance, and said softly, "Tell me, okay?"

The little girl held the peach juice in her arms and let out a "hmm".

"Grandma said that once upon a time there was a sister who was talented, hard-working and tenacious. She was outstanding among all her disciples. She was an unrivaled genius in the cultivation world. Many boys liked her, but they didn't even dare to approach her."

"My sister has a profound cultivation base and a passionate heart. She has traveled all over the world. During this process, she has continued to grow and comprehend, and finally comprehended the Tao. She wants to break through the catastrophe and become a god."

"My sister has made countless friends in her life. Only three of them helped in times of disaster, but she has never met them."

"On the day of ascension, she borrowed the power of heaven to figure out the whereabouts of the three of them, but the hexagrams showed that they were torn apart and fierce. These three people had a rough life and could not end well."

"She went mad, fell from the cloud into the sea, and fell into a coma for several days. The first thing she said when she woke up was that she was no longer a god."

"She wants to find the three of them and change their lives against the sky."

"But she is already a demigod, and she can't stay in the lower realms. She must either ascend or die."

"So she staggered along the River of Forgetfulness, abandoned her demigod body, plunged into the river, reincarnated as a human, and lost all her memories."

"The first reincarnation had decent spiritual power and talent, but he still died at the hands of those three."

"After she died, she returned to Wangchuan, and asked Granny Meng to take out the reincarnation disk. She moved it with the power of heaven, and she was reborn back to the original moment, and tried again."

"Every time she turns the wheel of reincarnation, she consumes a lot of spiritual power. Because she acts against the sky, her luck is constantly robbed. She gradually becomes a mediocre person from the favored child of the sky, and she becomes weaker and weaker every time."

"She always returns to Wangchuan dripping with blood, and sometimes she only has a wisp of her soul. Granny Meng advised her that she couldn't save them the first time when her spiritual power was the strongest. How can it be done?"

"The elder sister said that although her cultivation has weakened, maybe different statuses will have different discoveries, so she still insists."

"Grandma can't remember how many times she has been reincarnated. Grandma said that there are countless bones of my sister buried in this world, and most of them were killed by the people she saved."

"Although the bones will disappear every time you reincarnate, they will definitely appear suddenly when the spiritual power is superimposed."

The little girl took a sip of peach juice and raised her face: "Sister, you have been killed so many times by the people you wanted to save, don't you hate it?"

Yun Ranran smiled and said, "They don't know either."

The little girl asked again: "But how did those people help my sister, so that she would not hesitate to give up and become a **** to save her?"

Yun Ranran said: "The first one was when that sister first came down the mountain. She strayed into a secret realm and was trapped in an illusion. There were monsters inside and she was desperate, but suddenly she noticed that someone had left handwriting under her feet."

"Follow this, cut down the third tree, and turn right."

"Congratulations, this is a natural spiritual spring. You can practice for seven days. Once the seven days are over, don't be greedy anymore and leave under the spiritual spring."

Yun Ranran was silent, as if thinking of something, couldn't help laughing: "The signature is the word Yun Jian."

"This is the only person that my sister met in the secret realm who was considerate of the latecomers. She thought he was very interesting, but she never saw him again."

The little girl listened very carefully.

Yun Ranran said again: "The second one is that when she passed through Xiaoyaotian, she had an epiphany breakthrough, was invaded by heart demons, and when her realm was unstable, there seemed to be a Sanskrit sound in the dark, which made her spiritual mansion clear."

"She broke through successfully, but she couldn't find the person who helped her no matter what. Later, she found that the people in Xiaoyaotian were celebrating the Prayer Festival. The people told her that there was a soft-hearted **** here. Maybe he came to you at that time. side."

The sister-in-law forgot to drink the peach juice she heard.

Yun Ranran said: "The third one is what my sister met when she was passing through the abandoned exiled city. It was a deserted city that no one had ever been to, and there was nothing in it. She was injured by a monster and entered it Rest, it's a pity that you don't have enough healing medicine, so you can only let your blood and spiritual power drain."

"She picked up two leg bones when she was cleaning up the house, and she didn't know who they belonged to. She couldn't bear to expose the corpse in the wilderness, so she endured the injury and buried the two leg bones."

"She fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss. When she woke up a few days later, she was surprised to find a hemostatic herb beside her leg bone. The herb successfully stopped her bleeding."

The little girl stared at her blankly.

Yun Ranran patted her on the head and said softly, "It's over."

The little girl was surprised: "That's all?"

Yun Ranran nodded.

The little girl hugged the peach juice and didn't understand: "I didn't even communicate with each other, nor saw it, and it wasn't even specially made for my sister. Why did my sister come back? She still has to suffer so much?"

Yun Ranran fell back, pillowed on the grass, looked at the black sky above her head, and said with a smile.

"Because I haven't seen it before, I want to meet up."

Little girl: "Is it because of this?"

Yun Ranran smiled: "I still want to drink together."

The little girl was dumbfounded.

Yun Ranran reached out to ruffle her hair, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

I also want to help them realize their dreams when they first came down the mountain.

[I want to be the number one sword fairy in the world. 】

[The little monk thinks, save all living beings. 】

[I hope someone thinks my existence is a good thing. 】

·

When Yun Ranran returned with the tea leaves, Grandma was still making tea, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing. She smiled and opened the door to enter.

The reincarnation disk is something beyond the five elements. Grandma is not affected by reincarnation because she guards the reincarnation disk. She is the only one who knows her past and present lives.

Grandma looked at the lively and cheerful little girl, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Does your spiritual power still support you to turn the reincarnation dial?"

Yun Ranran said: "There is one more chance."

Grandma felt relieved: "Then hurry up and rest, drink tea after rest, and go to reincarnation."

Yun Ranran looked at her, and said with a smile: "There is no reincarnation."

Grandma: "Why not? Your spiritual power is weaker than ordinary casual cultivators. Does a remnant soul not reincarnate and dissipate?"

Yun Ranran said: "There is only one last chance. If I am reborn, everything will start again. If I die, they will be finished."

Grandma said anxiously: "What are you talking about, didn't I give you a reincarnation disc to make a jade pendant? The jade pendant will remind you at critical times."

Yun Ranran took out the jade pendant around her neck, which was given to herself when she first met Granny Meng. The samsara disc carries the power of heaven. Although it will lose memory like her, it can occasionally display the information left by the previous life.

So she tried to deduce and calculate, and barely left the key information calculated on it.

Yun Ranran caressed the jade pendant and said with a smile, "I can't take any risks. Now that they are all free from their fate, this is the best result."

"I... don't reincarnate."

Meng Po paused, and said after a long time: "Then you are not completely..."

Yun Ranran smiled: "It's gone...it's gone."

Po Meng opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

·

Yun Ranran walked along the long street to the other end, and saw a long iron chain bridge, below which was a raging river, and the surface of the water was full of Bana flowers.

Not far from the bridge, there is a cyan boulder standing under a huge pink and white Sansheng tree.

Numerous pink and white petals fell with the wind, almost covering half of the embankment.

This is the place where Cang Jue brought her here, and the round stone is the Sansheng Stone.

It turned out that his sub-soul was always in Wangchuan, and every time she went back to Wangchuan, she would come back dead, never complete, and every time she recuperated with Granny Meng, she would turn the reincarnation dial when she was well.

It turned out that she had met him a long time ago, but they didn't know each other.

She stopped by the boulder and saw the densely packed messages on it.

Then I saw a familiar one.

[The old man Jianghai is farewell, separated by mountains and rivers several times. 】

[After the floating clouds leave, the water will flow for ten years. 】

[I only hope that one day, I will meet you again. 】

At that time, she felt strange about this message, because there were countless ones, and she also thought, who can engrave so many messages.

Now she knew that it was herself. Every time she reincarnated, she would leave these few words when she passed the Three Life Stone.

And those messages were supposed to be erased during reincarnation, but like those white bones, they suddenly appeared together after accumulating too much spiritual power, so she could see them at that time.

She sat cross-legged in front of the Sansheng Stone, and the pink and white petals were like falling snow.

She recalled the countless pasts, reached out to pick up a branch, poured spiritual power into it, and wrote down seriously on the Sansheng Stone.

In this life, there are only three wishes.

May you be hurt.

May you walk with your sword.

May you become a **** with one thought, and cross the world of mortals with mercy.