Chapter 1,487 Reincarnation!

Time passed, and in the early spring of this year, the earth began to recover. On the vast star, on the eighth continent, in a county town, when the spring thunder sounded for the first time this year, snowflakes mixed with rain fell, and a baby was born. .

It's a boy.

Ten years later, the baby became a boy. Because of his intelligence and well-off family, he embarked on the road of scientific research. A few years later, the boy had grown up and left his hometown to go to the eighth continent where he was. of the secular dynasty.

From then on, he rose to prominence and entered the imperial court. He was immersed in power and intrigue all his life. Until a few years later, his status was at the top of the sky, above everyone and below ten thousand people. He was even left alone by the late emperor.

His name is Fang Hao.

In this mortal country, no one knows his name, but it is only in this mortal world. As for the monks, they will not pay attention to a mortal, even if this person already dominates the sky in this dynasty.

Fang Hao, who held all the power in the government, was a strange man. He never married a wife or had any children in his life. When he was in his eighties, although he was no longer in the government, his disciples and his strength made up for the entire dynasty.

His words, in many cases, were even more intimidating than the emperor's decree.

In the winter of this year, snowflakes were floating in the sky. In the capital, there were bursts of shrill screams. Countless soldiers walked in and out of the capital with indifference, making the sense of chilling particularly obvious, as if it was colder than winter. .

In a very elegant plum garden, an old man was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by a servant behind him, walking through the snowy yard.

The old man was covered with a thick quilt, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his body was filled with a sense of death. His eyes were slightly squinted, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man.

"Laifu..." The old man spoke softly. As soon as the words came out, the middle-aged man behind him immediately stopped and bent down in front of the old man with a respectful expression. There is also a glow of reverence in his eyes.

"When I was born, my mother said it was in spring, during the last snowfall."

"When people get old, they always recall the past..."

"I've been dreaming lately. There seems to be another world in my dreams, getting closer and closer to me. It's quite interesting." The old man raised his head and looked at the plum garden. Looking at the snowflakes in the sky, he spoke hoarsely.

The servants beside him didn't speak and listened quietly.

"Tell the third child to send his head. I don't like him."

"This heirloom should be over. The eighth is a good boy, let him be the one." The old man said calmly, as if he was talking about something trivial, not about the fight for the heir of the entire dynasty!

Him at this moment. His eyes slowly opened. Although there was turbidity in his eyes, there was a coercion in them that made him different at this moment.

He is no longer an ordinary old man, but a supreme being who holds the power of life and death for a dynasty.

He is Fang Hao, the clone of Meng Hao... in his second life!

The servant behind him said softly.

A few days later, a head was delivered. A heirloom that swept through the entire dynasty ended lightly after the old man's words, and everything came to an end. This winter doesn't seem to be so cold anymore.

Until a few months later, when the last snow fell, the old man looked at the snowflakes outside and slowly closed his eyes. At the moment when he extinguished his last breath, a wisp of soul flew out from the middle of the old man's eyebrows. There were nine marks in it. At this moment, the branch of the fairy root entangled with the second mark was brilliant and colorful. Gradually, the second mark was entangled. A mark gradually brightens from darkness until it is completely condensed.

The second life of Meng Hao's clone was over, and the whole country was in mourning.

Inside and outside the old man's mourning hall, all the officials from the entire dynasty came, and even the common people in all the cities in the country were allowed to only appear in black and white on this day.

But he didn't know all this.

All his memories were buried again and sealed. When he woke up, he was already in the home of an Orion family on the seventh continent. He was born in the east of this year.

"My son, Shi Hu,

You will definitely become the best hunter in the world! "When he was born, he vaguely heard a hearty and excited voice.

The third life has begun.

At the same time, outside the vast starry sky, in the infinite starry sky, Meng Hao's true form turned into a rainbow and galloped across the starry sky. Not only was his entire right arm covered in black armor, but even his upper body was covered in black armor. Covered in a pair of pitch-black and ferocious armor, even his left hand has complete armor!

"Six lenses have been found!" Meng Hao looked a little tired and pale. It has been more than a hundred years since he left Cangmanxing. In these more than a hundred years, he has traveled to too many areas and passed by many people on the way. There are more than hundreds of living worlds.

The difficulty of obtaining this bronze mirror fragment also shocked Meng Hao. This object is a treasure, which means that once it is discovered, it will be deeply hidden.

Moreover, due to the long time gap, after these lenses changed hands several times, the people who finally acquired them were often at the peak of the Nine Origins, and they were not ordinary. They were all old monsters who had stayed in this realm for who knows how many years.

And most of them are not monks, but strange beings born in this vast world.

Meng Hao found this fifth lens in a world that transformed into a mirror. There, he encountered an almost unkillable enemy. The two had been entangled for decades. Meng Hao killed the opponent countless times, and finally Only then did he find the flaw in that world and threaten to destroy the world, so he took away the lens of the bronze mirror.

The sixth lens was even more difficult. The difficulty was not in the opponent, but in... the lens was in a piece of mud, and the mud was so big that every grain of sand in it was a world.

Meng Hao could not accurately judge where the lens was, so he could only... look for it one by one.

This search lasted nearly a hundred years.

But for Meng Hao, in addition to obtaining the lens, this trip also had greater benefits. He had a deep feeling and experience of the vast starry sky, and the operation of more than a hundred years of cultivation and too many battles with equally powerful enemies made Meng Hao's cultivation go a step further. His eight origins have been gradually realized.

He didn't know what level his current combat power was equivalent to.

But compared with the headmaster and others back then, with his current cultivation, even without the fragments of the bronze mirror and the help of ghosts, he could fight the headmaster, Sha Jiudong and Bai Wuchen alone.

Even if the three of them tried their best, Meng Hao could still suppress them alone.

Now, in the entire vast starry sky, the only ones who can fight with Meng Hao here are those old monsters who have existed in the Nine Source Realm for who knows how many years. Any of these old monsters are standing at the peak of transcendence.

In addition to the gains in cultivation, every time the strong men Meng Hao met in these years left, he would invite them to join him. After being rejected, he did not continue to invite them, but smiled slightly and turned away.

But Meng Hao had already memorized these positions in his heart. After his ninth ban was completed, regardless of whether he could transcend as he wished, he would sweep across, gather all his strength, and return to his hometown!

At this moment, while galloping, Meng Hao's mind was also feeling the third life of the clone, the reincarnation of the clone, and the seal of memory, which made the connection with Meng Hao here become extremely weak, but the resonance of the origin still existed, but he could not control the reincarnation of the clone, he could only watch, not change, and even he had a guess that if he forcibly interfered, there might be incoordination, more problems, and ultimately affect the cohesion of the ninth ban.

"After the end of the second life, the second mark has condensed. From this point of view, after a few more years... the ninth prohibition of the clone can be truly condensed."

"When that time comes, it will be the time for me... to return to the Mountain and Sea Realm!" Meng Hao's eyes showed strong expectations. He took a deep breath and rushed towards the place where the seventh bronze mirror fragment was located.

Almost when Meng Hao flew to the place where the seventh bronze mirror fragment was located, the headmaster and others on Cangmang Star also started their trip to the Underworld Palace again.

At the same time, the second genius second only to Fang Mu appeared in Cangmang Sect!

That was... Yan'er!

The bells echoed, and the layers of heaven appeared until the ninth layer of heaven opened. The whole Cangmang Sect was shaken. It was not just the Cangmang platform of a sect that was like this. Yan'er retraced the path of her master and left her own name on the Cangmang platform of the nine major sects.

She ranked second, and the ninth layer of heaven shook Cangmang Star.

As countless people were shocked, they inevitably associated her with Fang Mu. The uproar and buzzing sound continued to echo in the Cangmang Sect.

On the ninth floor of the Ninth Sect, Yan'er stood there silently. She stared at the sky. Her eyes gradually showed memories, longing, and determination.

Just as she vowed nearly a hundred years ago, she would take the path of transcendence!

This vow became her lifelong obsession after she saw the soul fire of her master extinguished.

In recent years, some people returned from the path of transcendence and said that they saw Fang Mu's mummy there. The mummy was very strange and no one could touch it.

In recent years, more than one person has said this.

Yan'er didn't believe that her master would fall on the path of transcendence. She wanted to take her master's path to see what happened back then.

A few days later, Yan'er, who became the second most admired pride of the entire Cangmang Sect, extinguished all the soul lamps in the ancient realm and entered the Dao realm. After experiencing the Dao calamity that attracted the attention of countless people, she said the same words to the Supreme of the Ninth Sect as her master did back then.

"I want to take the path of transcendence, please open the door, Supreme!" Standing in the sky of the Ninth Sect, Yan'er's words echoed throughout the sect, leaving countless disciples silent. They looked at Yan'er with a complicated expression. In the past hundred years, they almost watched her fall from despair to striving for strength after Fang Mu's death.

She is no longer the little girl of the past. She has become, in everyone's mind... the eldest sister.

"Why do you have to do this..." As Yan'er's voice came out, a sigh came after a while, echoing in all directions.

"Supreme Senior, I have confirmed it!" Yan'er was silent, clasped her fists and bowed deeply, her tone was firm and persistent. (~^~)

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