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Ye Ting understood the principle of this curse, absorbed all the memories of the ten generations. Every time he reincarnated, his soul was damaged and divided into part because of the curse on this reincarnation plate.

Reincarnation, no matter where you invest, your qualifications will always get lower and lower.

Every time I die, the memories of the previous life are collected. I am confused and after ten lives, I cannot be reincarnated in this last life because the power of the reincarnation plate is consumed completely, and it collapses in the curse and turns into mud. In this way, I trapped my soul in the difficult realm of the virtual realm to death in the mud.

The power of the dragon was originally not enough to destroy the Ten-Year Reincarnation Tray, just because this was the last life, and the Ten-Year Reincarnation Tray was almost collapsed. The dragon was unlucky and wanted its own soul, but it allowed the Ten-Year Reincarnation Tray to collapse early.

The power of cause and effect entanglement, and the dragon is not only a demon in the realm of the elixir, but even a cultivator in the virtual realm cannot escape. However, if the dragon does not appear, his soul will not be able to reunite when he dies in this life.

Damn, ignorant.

The collapse of the ten-generation reincarnation plate is getting faster and faster. Ye Ting remembered the past and knew that his master had fallen. Kunlun's head sect, the white-headed sword immortal, destroyed Kunlun. That was what he knew when he was reincarnated in his first life, but in that life, he didn't know that he was the reincarnation of the Lord Ye, but instead entered Buddhism.

The soul is complete and the memory is restored. Ye Ting's seven emotions and five senses are no longer missing, and he is inexplicably sad for a moment.

If I hadn't been greedy for the Ten-Year Reincarnation Plate and I was going to catch it, the Sage Platform had been built. The Master wouldn't have to die, and the Kunlun fellow disciples wouldn't have to escape.

The entire reincarnation plate quickly turned into mud, and Ye Ting's soul fell into mud. The power of cause and effect was entangled. Although it could not do anything to the complete virtual soul, it deprived Ye Ting of the memory recovered.

Even Buddhism did not expect this change. After stripping away the memory, Ye Ting's soul became clearer and clearer. He was entangled in the soul's causal power and could not contaminate his soul, but just tearing away the memories of the ten lifetimes. This process was even more painful than dividing the soul.

Those memories were torn out, and Ye Ting became a bystander, and his sadness gradually disappeared.

The dragon's soul disappeared, and above the Honghe River, the three people standing on the back of the dragon were unprepared. The dragon's huge body, which was walking on the water, smashed into the Honghe River. Langxi drew his sword and inserted it into the gap between the dragon's scales, fixing himself. His left hand suddenly grabbed Xinjun, hooked Longyin with his right foot, and wanted to speak. The river water poured in, causing him to cough and he had to hold his breath.

But how long can this last? The river water is cold and not mentioned. There are countless water monsters in the Red River. When the aura of the dragon's death spreads, the monsters will pounce on them and eat the three people.

Langxi thought he would die, but he did not give up immediately. He silently said in his heart: Ye Ting, I'm sorry, I wasted the opportunity you exchanged for your life.

In the Dragon City, in a cold iron hall. More than a dozen monks were watching one person refining weapons. The man had long dark red hair and a purple robe. His hands were changing constantly, and he was refining a copper shield.

The dragon was about to die, and the middle-aged red-haired monk sensed it. He didn't see any movement. He had turned into red light and flew out of the Cold Iron Hall, leaving behind the copper shield being refined. The monk watching was inexplicably. The red-haired monk landed on the top of the city and saw the dragon's corpse sinking into the water. He was not surprised but happy. He reached out his hand and grabbed the iron chain that locked the dragon and pulled it hard.

The huge dragon body was pulled out of the waves of the Red River by the red-haired monk, and it actually broke through the water and flew up.

With a loud bang, the dragon's corpse fell on the city wall.

The disciple of Yulong City patrolling the city in the distance exclaimed, and after a long time of resurrection, he came forward to worship, and said to the city lord. The red-haired monk said, "I still have the use of sending this dragon to Xuanyin Temple."

The dragon protecting the city died inexplicably. These disciples were originally frightened and worried that the city lord would give the punishment. He heard that the city lord had no intention of blaming him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Ting's soul did not struggle. The mud blocked the connection between his soul and body. Even if he could control his body, his body was too weak. Moreover, the memory was stripped away little by little, and this pain made Ye Ting have no power to resist.

It would be great if your time sword was not destroyed. As long as the power of spiritual consciousness can be controlled, a trace of true energy as big as a needle can be driven.

Ye Ting was still not afraid at this moment, but this time, not because of his soul's incompleteness, but because of his stable mood. Even if he was in a cycle of reincarnation, Ye Ting just watched calmly and waited for the opportunity.

The memories pulled out are like bubbles, rolling in the mud without floating. The causal force in the mud squeezes the bubbles, and Ye Ting's memory is compressed but cannot be eroded. The bubbles become smaller and smaller, and eventually slowly turn into solid state.

The memories of the first two lives gradually turned into blue-gold sand particles, with a huge number. In these two lives, Ye Ting had a realm equivalent to a disaster in the virtual realm. The memories of the third and fourth realms were just dark golden. In these two lives, Ye Ting's cultivation was barely breaking through the infant realm, but he could not survive the disaster.

In the fifth and sixth generations, Ye Ting's memory was light golden. In these two lives, he was only at the level of the four difficulties in the infant realm.

In the seventh and eighth generations, Ye Ting's memory turned into silver sand. In the past two lives, his qualifications became even worse, but he practiced to the point of elixir.

In the ninth generation, the memory of the ninth generation turned into bronze sand particles, the foundation building was the level of the twelve-level building.

In the tenth generation, memory was compressed into black iron sand particles.

As the memory was compressed into solid sand particles, Ye Ting could no longer recall the past. No matter how hard his soul tried, he could only watch the mud take away all this.

As the memory was lost, Ye Ting's soul became more and more pure. Suddenly, a green light flew from the Purple Palace consciousness overseas, fell into the mud, and turned into a blue seed. Ye Ting was prepared for a long time. He didn't care whether it was a trap or not, his soul twisted hard and drilled into the blue seed.

The soul was hidden in this kind of seed, and the mud boiled, and the power of cause and effect was entangled layer by layer. If you wanted to search for Ye Ting's soul, you could not enter. Ye Ting gasped for a moment. He had forgotten the origin of these muds. He only knew that these muds were depriving him of his previous life's memories.

In my previous life, I was a Taoist sect and a sixth-level foundation building.

The blue seeds came a little late. Ye Ting's memory of the tenth life was only the last ten years left, and it was a little incomplete. But it was not too late. If the blue seed was a little late, Ye Ting would even begin to deprive the memory of this life.

Bang!

Ye Ting was frightened when he heard the sound of the seeds cracking, but then he realized that the seeds had sprouted!

Sprouting, taking root, scattering the leaves, blooming...

No, it is just a flower bud, Ye Ting's soul is contained in the flower bud. This is a green lotus, Ye Ting's spiritual consciousness can come and go freely in the lotus.

However, I still can't control my body. Beyond the green lotus is mud, which blocks Ye Ting's way to control his body. Ye Ting's thought of controlling his body was slightly moved. The lotus roots under the green lotus grew white silk threads, penetrated the mud, came to the edge of the Purple Palace's sea of ​​consciousness, and gently broke the barrier.

Ye Ting's throat emitted a ** and instantly returned to normal.

It's great not to die!

Ye Ting opened his eyes and saw the tent with gorgeous tassels. He was lying on the bed, not in the dragon's belly. The tent was filled with the fragrance of medicine. He wanted to sit up, but a slight up move brought severe pain all over his body.

The dragon destroyed the internal meridians of his body, and the surface of his skin was severely burned.

"Wake up, wake up!" A boy's voice sounded. Ye Ting didn't dare to turn his head to look. The skin on his neck was dry and hard, and there were countless small wounds.

"Noisy, go and invite your master." Ye Ting heard the girl's voice, which was soft and glutinous. Just by hearing the sound, he felt a slight sweetness, which made people's hearts soft.

Then, Ye Ting saw a pair of beautiful eyes and came to him, which was very close to him. The eyes were curved, dark and bright, and blinked under a pair of delicate eyebrows.

"Where is this?" Ye Ting barely spoke, and found that his voice was hoarse. His voice seemed to be on fire, but now it was more like he was being cut by a knife.

"Of course it's Yulong City." The eyes smiled, and even their eyebrows bent down.

"I……"

Ye Ting's mouth was pressed down hard. Ye Ting felt half of his face be crushed by this hand, and tears could not be curbed.

The girl's voice was gentle: "Don't talk, you're still hurt."

Ye Ting thought to himself, you let go of your hand. If you don’t let go, I will be suffocated to death. The girl’s hands even flattened his nostrils, and she couldn’t suck air in her mouth, and her lungs felt like she was soaking in a oil pan.

"Hey, why are you crying?" The girl pressed her hands tighter and said anxiously: "You are still seriously injured now. Too excited is not good for your health!"

"Yang'er, don't mess around, he is your junior brother." The voice of the red-haired monk came from outside the door.

The girl then let go, but said, "Oh, I'm so clumsy, look..." As she said that, she wiped Ye Ting's tears with both hands. Ye Ting felt that her skin was about to be wiped off.

The girl was still smiling, her face was like flowers blooming. Ye Ting felt cold in her heart, she did it on purpose!

The red-haired monk came to Ye Ting's bed, and the girl stopped and stood with her hands, looking very well-behaved beside the city lord. She turned her side and stolen, looking at the red-haired monk, and asked in a silly manner: "Master, didn't you say you only accept me as an apprentice? Why did another junior brother come?"

The red-haired monk's smile smelled indulgent. He stroked the girl's long hair and said, "I didn't say I only accept you, but you have all the disciples before you killed them."

The girl lowered her eyes and tears were about to drip. She pulled the master's sleeve and didn't speak. But this way, it made people feel pity.

"Okay, Yang'er, this junior brother is different."

"What's the difference!" The girl stared at Ye Ting viciously. At this moment, Ye Ting felt a little relieved. It was better to be angry than a smiling tiger.

"This child, as a teacher, needs to teach him his skills, and in the future... he will leave Fengzhou."

A trace of hostility appeared between the girl's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!