"You are me, I am you, Tian Ji will also be Tian Ji, no matter how many lifetimes we reincarnate, it will not change!" The red-robed Huiqing roared. Although he was crazy, his will was gradually being devoured and he was already at a disadvantage.
Huiqing did not waste any more words. He sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes, the avatar of this life appeared behind him.
The red-robed Huiqing called himself Tian Ji. His avatar was Tian Ji's appearance when he was alive. He was a Daoist with a tall hat and bright eyes. He carried a peach wood sword on his back and had a dignified square face with sharp features.
Huiqing sat cross-legged on the ground. He did not want to look, but in this battle, he had no choice but to face his previous life.
"Die for me! I am the main body. "
The red-robed Huiqing commanded Daoist Tian Ji. He pulled out his peach wood sword and slashed at Huiqing!
The figure behind Huiqing's main body held a brown long staff and leaped up.
The two avatars of Heaven and Earth instantly clashed, causing the Heart World to tremble. The red-robed Huiqing gritted his teeth and supported Daoist Tian Ji's avatar with all his might.
"Tian Ji, do you remember the promise you made!" Huiqing's avatar shouted.
This angry roar caused Tianji's Dharma to be stunned for a moment, but it also caused the red-robed Huiqing to stand up anxiously. She hurriedly shouted, "I am the main body, I am the main body, go and devour him!"
Calm!
The avatar summoned by the red-robed Huiqing did not listen to him. This made him completely dumbfounded.
In his previous life, Tian Ji failed the Dao Unification and died. However, he did not have the confidence to complete the Dao Unification. More accurately, his death was suicide.
Now that he had successfully reincarnated, his memories from his previous life recovered. Why not devour Huiqing to return to his peak and complete the Dao Unification again?
The red-robed Huiqing was very confused.
Why?
What was it for?
The red-robed Huiqing roared angrily!
At this moment, Tian Ji's avatar looked back at the red-robed Huiqing. Its eyes were no longer strict, but very gentle.
"Promise!"
What made the red-robed Huiqing even more surprised was that the avatar could actually speak!
Huiqing smiled faintly, "Yes, the promise you made to Matchmaker, do you still remember?"
Tian Ji's avatar turned back to look at Huiqing's avatar. Its eyes became sharp again.
"I have never forgotten!" Heavenly Secrets replied solemnly.
Huiqing nodded and finally sighed.
When that memory turned into consciousness, he had completely faced his past and present life. Tian Ji's memories had completely merged with his current life.
Thirty million years of cultivation allowed one to understand one's heart. Even if his past life and present life were mixed together, he could still distinguish them clearly.
In his previous life, Daoist Tianji was extremely powerful. He was an expert whose mortal body was comparable to an Imperial Emperor. He was the strongest Grand Expansion Immortal in the East Amplification World and the countless worlds around it.
At that time, he was astonishingly talented and had even personally defeated a rank one Imperial Emperor.
A Great Expansion Immortal defeating an emperor was like a legend in the original universe. The difference between a Great Expansion Immortal and an emperor was like heaven and earth.
However, such a shocking Grand Expansion Immortal, in the end, without any confidence, suddenly tried to merge with the Dao. This was no different from suicide.
All of this was a mystery. When he died, he didn't seem to care at all, his foundation directly collapsing, not willing to continue living.
All of this was because of his dao companion, Hong Niang!
At this moment, Huiqing also understood why she was unwilling to accept that memory and was unwilling to face her past life.
It turned out that he had never changed anything. He had never forgotten what he had tried to forget. He had always been himself.
Hong Niang was the pain of Tianji's life!
At this moment, Huiqing and Tianji's dharma bodies' eyes turned red.
Back in time, countless eras ago in the Heaven Realm.
Somewhere in the Land of Infinity.
There was a mortal dynasty, Yue Country.
In the mountain range of Yue Country, there was a very famous valley called Rebirth Valley.
There was a legend that as long as one sincerely worshipped Buddha in Rebirth Valley, the memories of their past life would be evoked.
Because of this legend, the temple in the valley was filled with incense all year round. Other than the believers who wanted to know the memories of their past life, there were also many believers who wanted to pray for peace, children, wealth, disaster, and relief.
These people didn't know that there was a Daoist temple at the back of the mountain. The Daoist priest there was a real immortal. However, because of that legend, no one paid attention to that dilapidated Daoist temple. They only remembered the temple in the valley.
One autumn day, there was a flood outside the mountain, swallowing the wheat fields and some small villages that had yet to be harvested. More people came to the temple to worship Buddha than usual.
In the Daoist temple at the top of the mountain, the young Daoist priest didn't understand. These people clearly didn't have enough to eat, so why did they still spend money to worship Buddha?
The old Daoist priest in the Daoist temple shook his head and said, "The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed!"
The young Daoist priest didn't understand. He planned to walk down the mountain to see the temple that people yearned for day and night, so he lied and went down the mountain to beg for some rice.
The old Daoist priest could tell that the young Daoist priest was lying at a glance, but he didn't stop him. He only looked at the young Daoist priest's back and shook his head repeatedly. He sighed, "I still can't keep him. What a sin!"
The young Daoist priest walked down the mountain. He was an orphan and had lived with the old Daoist priest on the mountain since he was young. He was very familiar with everything on the mountain, but he didn't know anything about the temple. Today, he wanted to see what mysteries there were inside that made so many people worship it.
He followed the winding path down the mountain. His steps were light, and every step he took covered a distance. His figure was very stable. If someone saw him, they would definitely be shocked. This was simply the Qing Gong of the martial arts world!
However, until now, only he and his master had walked this path.
At this time, outside the temple, there was an endless stream of horses and carriages. There were the sedan chairs of landlords and the wooden and ox carts of ordinary tenant farmers.
Before they entered the temple, they were all frowning. However, after they stepped into the temple, they were all smiles. Especially after they went in to worship Buddha. When he walked out, he swept away his previous decadent aura and replaced it with a face full of glory.
After seeing this scene, the young Daoist priest was even more curious.
However, when he appeared at the entrance of the temple dressed as a Daoist priest, many people pointed at him and even whispered to each other about how even a Daoist priest had to worship Buddha.
The young Daoist priest was angry and wanted to argue. However, when he thought of the purpose of his visit, he ignored them and took a detour to leave the main entrance of the temple.
He didn't want to be pointed at by those people, so he planned to climb over the wall and enter the temple to investigate.
He wanted to see what was so good about this temple!
After bypassing the main entrance that was full of horses and carriages, he came to a remote wall and looked around. At this time, he was also afraid in his heart. He was afraid that he would be seen by others. If his master saw him climbing over the wall and entering the temple, he was afraid that his master would be angered to death.
The main entrance's courtyard wall was built high and imposing. However, this side wall that no one could see was very dilapidated. It was just a wall casually surrounded by some green bricks and tiles. It was very dilapidated and was not even as good as the walls of the Daoist temple.
However, the pilgrims thought that this was the mercy of the monks. They left the best for the respected Buddha while they themselves lived in a dilapidated courtyard.
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