Zhang Ruoxu smiled awkwardly. It was his first time mastering reincarnation, but he was not very proficient at it. He overdid the reincarnation all of a sudden.

Fortunately, Immortal King Zhenyuan was not reincarnated into a cell embryo, but a three-year-old milk baby.

Of course, you can’t say the same about Immortal King Zhenyuan, we are all close friends!

"Ahem... Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan!" Zhang Ruoxu coughed and said with a mysterious face: "The road of reincarnation is a cycle of life and death. Only rebirth is in line with the true meaning of reincarnation."

Immortal King Zhenyuan looked doubtful, stretching his short legs and struggling to get up.

It has to be said that Zhang Ruoxu's human-making skills are really not good, and he is just a big fat boy.

"The breeze and the bright moon still haven't helped your master get up."

Zhang Ruoxu said with a brimming smile. When he took a photo of the reincarnation seal, the clear breeze and bright moon immediately returned to his physical body.

This time the experience has been much enriched

"promise!"

Qingfeng Mingyue and Qingfeng Mingyue looked at Immortal King Zhenyuan with strange expressions. They suppressed a bit of laughter and held each other's hands.

A boy, a girl and a boy, a perfect picture of a happy family.

"Fellow Taoist, would you like to come with me to Shicun?" Zhang Ruoxu asked.

Immortal King Zhenyuan said in a sweet voice: "We have no cultivation now, so we ask fellow Taoists to take care of us."

"It should be."

Zhang Ruoxu laughed loudly and used his skills to learn from Immortal King Zhenyuan's sleeves to bring Immortal King Zhenyuan and Qingfeng Mingyue into the small world, and then flew all the way.

The reincarnation of an Immortal King, along with two True Immortals, no orthodox person would reject such a gifted person.

The Immortal King has re-cultivated himself, and he has the perfect posture of the Qing Emperor, comparable to those without beginning.

Being supreme for a thousand years and becoming an immortal in ten thousand years is not a problem.

It was enough to become Shi Hao's opponent on his path of cultivation.

After all, today's little one has to move millions of pounds of blood. Not to mention the prodigies of the lower realm, even the first generation of the upper realm may not be his opponent.

If you continue like this, sooner or later you will develop a sense of pride.

As his dear teacher, I must give him some training!

"For a little one, one Immortal King and two True Immortals are still a bit missing."

Zhang Ruoxu thought for a moment, changed direction, and flew towards the Xiling Beast Realm.

The peaks in the Xiling boundary are very special. They are shaped like round mounds, like large tombs. One after another, they are closely adjacent to each other, forming a vast mountainous area.

When we reach the core area, the scenery suddenly changes. The domes disappear and the wild land appears. Ancient trees are towering into the sky. The mountains are towering and majestic, towering into the clouds. Here there are countless ferocious beasts and divine birds striking the sky. The scene is astonishing.

Immortal King Zhenyuan, who walked out of his sleeves, narrowed his eyes and said in a milky voice:

"Spirit, illusion, a bit like the virtual world of gods."

"This place is very strange. We are in a state of death, so maybe it is also a restricted area."

The Xiling Realm is similar to the Virtual God Realm, but different.

Although this place is also built by heroic spirits, the area is small and very limited, but it is very condensed. They have become semi-material and have entities.

Various semi-substantial Taotie, Yinglong, Huangque and other heaven-level ancient ferocious beasts and divine birds emerge in endlessly.

Of course, to Zhang Ruoxu and his party, they are like cats and dogs on the roadside.

"It's true. There are three fellow Taoists here, who are between life and death."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled slightly and said, "Similar to fellow Taoist, the previous state."

The breeze was frightening, and Mingyue whispered: "There are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the eight realms of the lower realm."

The weak and narrow Eight Realms don't even have one of the three thousand Dao Continents, but there are more than one life restricted area.

Walking to the core area, there is a strange altar, which is completely black and made of huge rocks. There are countless giant bones scattered around it, emitting a monstrous aura that scares the gods.

None of the bones around here are weaker than the gods, but the truly terrifying thing is the one on top of the altar.

A golden hand bone, a crystal skull, and a blood-stained eyeball are laid out on top, exuding a mysterious aura and flowing with strange power.

Finally, there is a peculiar bone inscription that records many totem patterns.

The four bones lay silent on the altar, as if they had not revived for hundreds of millions of years, until the sky collapsed.

"That's the Ten Thousand Spirits Picture." Immortal King Zhenyuan looked at the last bone on the altar with great interest and recognized its origin.

It is the first half of the original true explanation, The Picture of All Spirits.

In this life, he had to start over, and it would be better if he laid the foundation based on the original true understanding.

"Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is good. I still have the Shen Yin chapter in my hand."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled calmly, stretched out his hand, and took off the all-spirit bone inscription on the altar.

At this time, the altar finally changed.

"Who disturbed our sleep?"

A weak voice came, like a candle in the wind that might be extinguished at any time.

A crystal skull rises slowly, looking down at the visitor with a bit of vicissitudes and antiquity.

However, the more he looked, the more frightened he became!

"Immortal King?!"

Although the Crystal Skull has fallen, he is still a generation of Immortal King, and his vision is still there. Zhang Ruoxu was suddenly surprised when he saw the restrained divine light.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether the person coming was a real immortal or an immortal king.

But no matter what, don't neglect it.

The crystal skull spreads spiritual thoughts and awakens the other two companions.

The golden palm on the altar floated, and although the aura was restrained, there was still a sense of oppression.

The eyeball was even more terrifying, still dripping blood, hanging in mid-air, constantly rotating, and emitting a strange light.

But again, when they saw Zhang Ruoxu, they became calm.

The crystal skull, bloody eyeballs, and golden bone palms all converged and turned into ordinary forms.

After all, to show off to a living Immortal King is to die again.

"What is this fellow Taoist here for?"

The bleeding eyeball asked politely. He was the one in better condition among the three. After all, he still had blood, while the other two had no blood at all.

"You three fellow Taoists know that the greatest dark reckoning in history is about to come."

Zhang Ruoxu said seriously

The atmosphere instantly became serious, and the golden bone palm sighed: "Yes, no matter what, the three of us are already dead."

"What can I do?"

Zhang Ruoxu looked at Immortal King Zhenyuan and Qingfeng Mingyue.

Immortal King Zhenyuan understood and knew that it was time for him to come forward and speak out, and let Qingfeng Mingyue carry him down.

"The three fellow Taoists are members of the same Taoist group."

Immortal King Zhenyuan said in a sweet voice: "Not long ago, I was in a similar state to the three of you."

The small altar shook, the crystal skull, golden bone palms and blood-dripping eyeballs also shook, and it felt incredible.

They could see that Immortal King Zhenyuan's talent was so ridiculously good that not even the Immortal King's own son could match him.

And three-year-old children are not afraid of them and have such a mind.

Could it be said that an Immortal King is really reincarnated?!

"In which era did Brother Tao live, when did he achieve transcendence?"

Crystal Bones asked tentatively

Immortal King Zhenyuan sighed: "I think I came later than you. I once entered the back of the embankment. By accident, I was dead. I can't let go, and my obsession lingers in the world."

"If it hadn't been for the rescue from fellow Taoist friends of Six Paths of Reincarnation, I'm afraid I wouldn't have survived."

"Reincarnation?!"

"Are you the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation?!"

"Rebirth and reincarnation really exist in this world!"

The crystal skull, golden bone palms and bloody eyeballs suddenly turned pale with shock.

Since the fall of the emperor, one era after another, these people and things are ultimately just waves in the long river of time. Even if they were the protagonists of the world in their era, and the storms were overwhelming, they will eventually pass away.

Once gone, it can never come back.

After all, there is only reincarnation, not reincarnation of people.
To be continued...