C1 First Came to be Reincarnated from Another World

There's a cave deep in the Changbai Mountains in China!

In the depths of the cave, there was a stream flowing. On top of the stream was a rainbow bridge. It was close to noon, and it was as light as the wind. Off in the distance, there were a few simple thatched huts.

At that moment, a middle-aged scholar walked out of the straw hut. He wore a long blue robe, and held a dark green Jade Flute in his hand. One look and one could tell that this was an extraordinary item.

He walked to the stream and sat down cross-legged. After a long time, he sighed and muttered to himself: "It's time to leave. "

Lan Wenxuan! Ever since he was an orphan, he had been hiding from the chaos of war. He had accidentally obtained a piece of Zi Mansion Heavenly Book, and from then on, he had become a rogue cultivator who had embarked on the path of immortality.

More than 800 years ago, after Lan Wenxuan obtained the Heavenly Book, he had lived in seclusion here and studied the Heavenly Book. Under the environment where the spiritual energy on Earth was thin, he actually broke through to the late stage of tribulation transcendence. He faintly felt that the tribulation was about to arrive.

Unfortunately, the earth's spirit energy was too thin, and there was almost nothing left. If he forcefully transcended the tribulation, there was a 200% chance that his soul would scatter, and his soul would be destroyed.

Helpless, Lan Wenxuan could only choose to "disband the army. "

He transferred the power of his physical body onto his Yuan Shen, and chose to reincarnate or find a way to revive his physical body. Of course, the Yuan Shen after the Army Separation could not have a physical body for a long time, unless there was a magic treasure in his body, otherwise, he would not be able to escape the heavenly tribulation's punishment.

However, there was always a chance of survival!

Furthermore, Lan Wenxuan had a magic treasure. "Bayang, tactful. . .

The moon was high in the sky, and the wind was blowing. His blue clothes were fluttering, and his flute was still playing. It could be said that his flute was like an immortal, and he had entered the immortal realm!"

The flute stopped! The wind stopped! The moon was high in the sky!

Lan Wenxuan sat back down and looked at the moon. He took out the eight leaf Divine Lotus and slowly lifted it up into the air, transferring his mortal body's power to his Yuan Shen.

Just as he was about to complete the task, dark clouds started rolling, and thunder rumbled.

The tribulation lightning was about to arrive!

"Not good!"

Seeing the heavenly lightning striking down, Lan Wenxuan could only give up on his thousand year cultivation base. Without hesitation, he quickly sent his Yuan Shen into the Eight Leaf Divine Lotus.

As Lan Wenxuan's Yuan Shen entered the Eight Leaf Divine Lotus, the heavenly lightning that was as thick as a bowl struck the Divine Lotus's magic tool with a loud bang.

Autumn wind! Lightning! Cold rain! The sky was dark!

In Haozhou Continent, Liwu Empire, north of Shenzhou City, a group of strange pedestrians were walking along the narrow path of Cloudmist Mountain. When they reached the top of Cloudmist Mountain, it turned out that the area ten miles around the top of the mountain was a cemetery.

Four men in tight-fitting clothes carried a huge red painted coffin and walked in front of them. Behind them, two young girls who looked like maids supported a young man. Their eyes were empty, as if they were walking corpses. Behind them were dozens of men and women, old and young.

The four men carried the red coffin and walked towards the tomb that had been dug beforehand. They slowly placed the coffin beside the tomb and stood by the coffin with their hands hanging down!

"The rain is still on me! The wind is still roaring. "

The young man who followed behind the coffin weakly pushed the two maids away. He staggered to the side of the coffin and gently caressed the coffin as if he was caressing his lover!

At this moment, a bolt of lightning lit up his young face. The young man was in his late twenties, although he had a tall and sturdy body. He had a dignified appearance, but his face was already pale. His clothes were torn. Following the lightning bolt, he raised his head and looked into the sky. Then he looked down at the coffin and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath. It was as if he had made up his mind to turn around and say: "Bury!"

Just as his voice fell, a giant lightning bolt suddenly struck the coffin. . .

Suddenly, the coffin split into four pieces, and the four men in suits retreated. Behind them, there was a commotion between the men and women, the elderly and the young. A few of the gutsy children were so scared that their faces turned ashen and they closed their eyes.

Only the young man with a pale face looked at the broken coffin in a daze. A snow lotus had appeared where the coffin had been placed. On top of the snow lotus, there was actually a pink baby lying. What was even more strange was that the lotus petal of the snow lotus was for a baby in front of the storm, just like how a mother protected her own child.

When the young man saw all of this, he felt a burst of excitement, and tears were already streaming down his face! He quickly walked towards the snow lotus and shouted, "Yi Lian! Yi Lian! Is it you?"

" The snow lotus actually gave off a faint light, as if it was waving at its lover! "

The young man walked beside the snow lotus and felt a warm sensation on his body. Everything in the world had disappeared in his eyes, leaving only the snow lotus behind.

He gently caressed the snow lotus and said, "Yi Lian, I knew you wouldn't leave me. I knew you would come back. I will take you away and leave this place! Even if there is a thousand years between us, I will wait for you to transform and meet again! "

Xue Lian seemed to understand his words. She opened the lotus petal and revealed the baby inside.

The baby looked at the boy who looked like him in a daze. The baby looked at the "stranger" in a daze and did not cry or make a fuss.

The way he looked at the baby slowly became loving. He reached out and picked up the baby. He said to Xue Lian, "Yi Lian, I didn't expect our child to be saved. "

Xue Lian was also very happy. The light around her was even brighter. He could also feel Xue Lian's happy aura.

After a moment, he withdrew his excited mood. He hugged the child and stretched out his hand. Xue Lian felt something and slowly rose up. It turned into a palm that was a little bigger and fell into his palm. He carefully kept it in his arms!

Without turning his head, he said to the people behind him: "Go back and tell the elders that Wuhong has no intention of becoming the family head. " Without waiting for the people behind him to react, he carried the child and disappeared in the storm. . . .

Haozhou Continent was divided into two empires, and there were a few small and medium-sized nations. Each nation had the support of a large family and financial groups. The greater the power behind them, the stronger the national power. Of course, the powers behind the empire were not necessarily united, even though there were many small conflicts. Without wars between nations, it could be considered a peaceful and prosperous time.

Haozhou Continent Calendar Year 2530. Shenzhou City was the capital of Liwu Empire! There was a large courtyard in the center of the Imperial Capital that belonged to Lan family. Lan family was one of the four big families in Liwu Empire. However, it had started to decline. It had been more than three hundred years since a single Sword Saint had appeared. The warriors of Haozhou Continent were divided into swordsmen, swordsmen, blademasters, and Sword King. They were Sword Emperor, Sword Saint, Sword Immortal, and Sword God. Each level was divided into five stars!

A Sword King warrior had a very high position in the Haozhou Continent. Of course, it did not include the four big families. If it wasn't for the fact that the old ancestor of the Lan family, who was over 500 years old, was a Three Star Sword Saint, they might have fallen into decline. However, if he didn't have any new blood, his family would fall into decline sooner or later!

Lan Wuhong, the eldest son and eldest grandson of the Lan family. He had an extraordinary constitution since he was young, and he was talented and smart. He had reached the Third Star Sword Emperor at the age of twenty-eight. He was the hope of the Lan family, and also the most likely candidate to become the next patriarch.

Three years ago, Lan Wuhong went out to train, and met the Steel Ten Leaf Sacred Lotus, "Yi Lian," in the snow mountain of the extreme north.

To others, the Ten Leaf Saint Lotus was a heavenly treasure. However, the kind Lan Wuhong had brought along the innocent Yi Lian and wandered for two years. They had laughed together, played together, and. . . Had too many memories! These two years were the happiest days of their lives. A year ago, they received a notice from Lan Wuhong's father before they returned to the family with Yi Lian.

It turned out that the Imperial Emperor of Liwu Empire had heard that Lan Wuhong was very talented and intelligent. It was very likely that he would be able to cultivate to the Sword Saint within a hundred years of age. He might even be able to reach the Sword Immortal. In order to rope in the Lan family, he had given the third princess a marriage to Lan Wuhong. But when Lan Wuhong brought Yi Lian back, Yi Lian already had his child in her womb. But for the sake of benefits, the family imprisoned Lan Wuhong. After chasing Yi Lian out of the Lan family, Lan Wuhong and Yi Lian would not be able to live after they left. Especially since she was a natural treasure, hiding in the darkness all day long. In addition to her longing for Lan Wuhong, when she was giving birth, In the end, she died due to a difficult birth.

Lan Wuhong calculated that Yi Lian was about to give birth. He repeatedly begged his father to allow him to come out and see Yi Lian. He did not expect that he was still late. In the end, he saw Yi Lian's cold corpse.

When Lan Wuhong, who was already disheartened, buried Yi Lian, he encountered the divine lightning in another spatial zone. It broke through the spatial zone and struck the coffin with Lan Wenxuan's divine sense. His divine sense was sent into the fetus. The magical Divine Lotus was injected into Yi Lian's divine sense. Yi Lian's spiritual sense and soul dissipated and instantly condensed again. However, her cultivation level was greatly damaged, and her cultivation level dropped by two thousand years.

The most pitiful one was Lan Wenxuan. His spiritual sense did not even have the chance to resist as it was forcefully blasted into the baby's body by the divine lightning.

It was a happy ending for everyone. Both his corpse and life had been saved by the divine lightning.

It also rekindled the hope of Lan Wuhong, who had already lost all hope. He brought Yi Lian and Little Wenxuan along with him as he wandered the world!

From then on, the story of Little Wenxuan would begin, and he would see how Little Wenxuan would dominate the other world!