Everything seemed to be a reincarnation cycle. Although the time didn't match, Yang Xuan had returned to this place after countless experiences.
Qingxue Kingdom!
Qing Shuang appeared, Ling Wudao appeared, Xie Tianji, Meng Qingqing … everyone who should have appeared appeared.
However, Yang Xuan was no longer Yang Xuan.
Bandit Commander brought Yang Xuan everywhere and dug up a lot of diamonds and jewels. Of course, he was still sent back to prison by the woodcutter.
The poison pool in Biyun Sect didn't exist. It was just an ordinary pool. There was a type of fish in the pool that didn't have any bones and tasted delicious.
The woodcutter looked at Yang Xuan and revealed a strange smile. Yang Xuan smiled too. He already knew who the woodcutter was.
The mark left by Yang Xuan was still in the cave. Therefore, Yang Xuan entered the huge space again.
The metal pillar was still there and it was still emitting a mysterious blue light. However, he was alone this time.
Without needing to calculate, Yang Xuan entered the correct password.
The pillar shattered, and lightning formed a large net. Light spread out, and Yang Xuan jumped into the light without any hesitation.
"Wah wah wah wah!" Yang Xuan returned to his childhood.
However, he wasn't confused this time. He was expressionless as he slowly grew up. He didn't care when Yang Qingtian went to his death. He wasn't surprised when the fortune teller appeared.
Even when he was judged to be born with a useless body, he was still expressionless.
He continued to be bullied by his clansmen until he was 15 years old.
He continued to wait at the back of the mountain.
The sky was covered with dark clouds. Suddenly, a white light was emitted.
However, it wasn't a raindrop.
Cultivation!
As if it was predestined, Yang Xuan stepped onto the path of cultivation again.
The Sun Family was exterminated. The Zhao Family was exterminated. Rivers of blood flowed in Ataraxia City. The entire sky was trembling under Yang Xuan's feet.
Sun Chongming died and gave Yang Xuan his first Connate Golden Elixir.
Yan Feiwen brought Xiao Mei, Xiao Die, and the luxurious carriage.
The Connate Spiritual Crocodile jumped out of the water with the inner core. After Yang Xuan signed for the express delivery, he received the bento.
The Earth's Core Scarlet Lotus Fire was still there, quietly burning. Yang Xuan took it into his bosom.
Before the shock on Xuan Wenli's face faded, he resolutely submitted. The First Prince, Yan Feiyun, was still so blind, playing the role of the villain.
Lin Suyi was still saved by Yang Xuan. The scarred man was still so powerful. He drank all of Yang Xuan and Lin Suyi's wine and ate half of the rabbit meat. His lines were still the same.
Little Que 'er also appeared once again and was taken under Yang Xuan's wing.
Lei Jingwu was still dizzy at the sight of blood. He kept calling out 'Uncle' and 'Uncle'. Black Crow was still as mysterious as ever. Yang Xuan couldn't even take a single hit.
Lin Zhuyi still had the highly condensed Ice Array on her body.
The big black bear was bathing. As expected, Yang Xuan drank his bath water dry.
Gan Tingjun came back. According to the script, he came to find Yang Xuan to act cool. Then, he received a bento box. The First Prince, Yan Feiyun's acting skills were not bad. After Yang Xuan praised him for a while, he was smashed into meat paste.
The Sunwheel Nation's ancestor appeared again. He was still the Five Qis Unification expert. Su Hanyu didn't make a move. He seemed to be a mortal.
The Mystic One Heavy Earth was still the same bead. The sand table full of flags was almost kicked over by Yang Xuan. Yan Feiwen still ascended the throne with the support of Yang Xuan.
Ancestor Han Shan was still lured into the Soul Destruction Valley by Yang Xuan. He couldn't be more dead. Of course, the metal spiritual energy in the Soul Destruction Valley was absorbed by Yang Xuan.
You Xiaomei also appeared again. Yang Xuan still helped her reach the Connate level.
Everything seemed to be back on track. There was not the slightest change.
The only person who had changed was Yang Xuan.
The smile on his face grew wider and wider.
Qing Shuang appeared. The princess was looking for a groom. Bandit Commander was still so funny. The woodcutter still secretly gave the key to Yang Xuan. Of course, Bandit Commander didn't escape from his grasp.
Everything that had happened was happening all over again.
Finally, he returned to the huge metal pillar and plunged into the light.
So, he became a baby again. But this time, he didn't practice martial arts, nor did he go to the back of the mountain to wait for the white light.
He just watched Yang Qingtian die. Then, he quietly grew up under the oppression of his clansmen until he was 15 or 16 years old. Then, he was kicked out of the Yang family and lived with his mother.
With Yang Qingshu's financial support, they opened a small shop to make ends meet.
In fact, this kind of life was not bad. They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. Although it was busy and ordinary, it was fulfilling and joyful.
Yang Xuan no longer thought about martial arts or cultivation. Instead, he wholeheartedly ran this small shop of his.
A few years later, he married the daughter of the owner of the tofu shop next door. Then, they gave birth to a big fat boy. Qian Shi was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth.
Time passed. Yang Xuan slowly grew old. When he was 40 years old, Qian Shi passed away.
Yang Xuan didn't feel sad. These many years, he lived very fulfilling. Although it was ordinary, it was full of the feelings of a small person.
A few years later, his wife died of illness. His son got married and Yang Xuan was already 50 years old.
After that, Yang Xuan left Peaceful City and began his lonely journey.
His destination, the Kingdom of Qingxue!
A mortal, and a fifty year old man at that, was going to travel thousands of miles by himself. In this world of martial arts, this was a magnificent and magnificent event.
Along the way, he experienced many difficulties and lingered on the edge of life and death several times. After several years of effort, he finally succeeded in reaching the Qingxue Kingdom.
It was still the three forces and the Princess's son-in-law selection. Strangely, nothing seemed to have changed. The only thing that changed was Yang Xuan.
He had fallen from the clouds. From a warrior or a cultivator high above, he had become a mortal on the verge of death, an ant-like mortal, a mortal who stood at the foot of everyone, a mortal who seemed to be able to be trampled to death by anyone.
However, when Yang Xuan really stood under everyone, he laughed.
Sometimes, you could only see the truth when you stood under everyone's feet.
When he came to the cave again, which was only a dozen meters deep, he didn't find the mark.
Yang Xuan didn't find it strange. Instead, he took an axe from somewhere and carved a pattern on the wall.
The huge metal pillar still stood there quietly, emitting a blue light.
The lake water receded and a light curtain appeared, as if waiting for something.
Standing at the bottom of the lake, Yang Xuan looked incomparably small. At this moment, he could see it more clearly.
When the metal pillar shattered again and the lightning net covered him, Yang Xuan laughed!
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly. Who was Zhuang Zhou? Who was the butterfly?
He slowly stood up from the ground. His ragged clothes fluttered in the wind, revealing his bruised skin.
"The butterfly is not me. I am not Zhuang Zhou!" Yang Xuan's eyes fell on a place and his face turned cold. The next moment, he turned into a sun, emitting endless light.
"Come out, storyteller!" Yang Xuan said faintly and calmly.
The sun shattered and light filled the entire space.
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