Traveling through the prehistoric universe, condensing the mystery of heaven and earth... Even if you get rid of the six reincarnations, you can't escape the turmoil of that day... The Gods and Demons Cemetery is located in the central part of the Tianyuan Continent. Except for the burial of the strongest human beings in the past and the top cultivators among the aliens, each of the other tombs in the entire cemetery is buried with an ancient god or demon. Resting place of demons. The cemetery is full of green grass and fragrant flowers. If there is no forest of steles, it is not an exaggeration to call it a garden.Surrounding the cemetery are tall snow maple trees, which are unique to the cemetery of gods and demons. According to legend, they were transformed by the aura of dead gods and demons.

The green branches and leaves of the snow maple tree are lush and swaying with the breeze, as if recalling the former glory. The snow-white petals are white and flawless, floating in the air like snowflakes. These are the tears of the gods, as if telling the sorrow of the past . The day and night of the cemetery have completely opposite scenes. During the day, the place is full of immortal energy, and the holy light sprinkles every inch of the cemetery. You can see various gods transformed from the powerful and immortal divine thoughts of ancient gods and demons, and you can even see western angels dancing. When the Oriental fairy sings, the whole cemetery is in a sacred atmosphere.

If it is the paradise of gods during the day, then it is the pure land of demons at night. Whenever the sun sets and night falls, dark demonic energy begins to surge out from the cemetery, making the stars and the moon pale and the heavens and the earth bleak.At this time, you can see the legendary hallucinations of fierce gods and phantoms of demons raging in the cemetery, and you can hear the scalp-numbing howls of ancient evil spirits. The sacred and terrifying cemetery of gods and demons is the sacred garden where the eastern and western practitioners of Tianyuan Continent worship together. During the day, people often come to pay homage. Even at night, you can also see some special practitioners come to mourn, such as : The corpse exorcist in the east, the necromancer in the west...

The cemetery is the most peaceful only at sunset, the whole cemetery is quiet and there is no sound. It was another sunset time, and it was time for the alternation of gods and demons. The afterglow of the setting sun rendered the cemetery of gods and demons solemn and a little weird. Every tomb of gods and demons has been taken care of carefully, and flowers are placed in front of each tomb. Next to the tall tombs of gods and demons, there is a low, small tomb. The small tomb is unobtrusive, with no tombstones, no flowers, and a simple small mound almost flush with the ground.With the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain, this unnamed tomb has been forgotten in the corner.

In the sunset, the tombs of gods and demons appear even taller, while the unnamed tombs appear even more inconspicuous.However, at this moment, a change occurred in this low tomb, the tomb slowly cracked, and the soil on the top of the tomb began to roll down. A pale hand stretched out from the grave, followed by the other. Both palms grasped the edge of the grave, and a young man with a bewildered expression slowly climbed up from the grave, with long unkempt hair. It was covered with mud, and the torn clothes were stuck tightly to the body.Except for the abnormal paleness of the young man, the whole person looks very ordinary, and he is the kind of character that cannot be noticed in the crowd.

"What place is this? Why am I here?" The young man muttered to himself, looking at the graves in front of him, his expression became more confused. Suddenly he was deeply attracted by the inscription on a tomb next to him. At this time, if anyone saw the young man concentrating on the ancient writing on the tombstone, he would be shocked, because this kind of ancient writing even the old man of the Ancient Culture Research Alliance Scholars can only shake their heads and sigh bitterly. The moment he read the inscription, the young man's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "The tomb of the Eastern Martial God Zhan Wuji, this...is this real? This is really the legendary Zhan Wuji who ruled the three worlds and six realms and ruled the world back then? Could it be that... God can't escape death?"

Another tall tomb of God next to him shocked him again, "The tomb of Caesar, the Western god of war, Caesar? Could it be the main god of the West who is wearing a golden battle armor and holding a golden holy sword?" He seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and looked around, and the tall tombs of gods and demons stood out in the setting sun, which were particularly eye-catching. "The tomb of Peony Fairy, the eastern immortal cultivator, the tomb of Nasi, the western goddess of wisdom, the tomb of Li Changfeng, the eastern martial immortal, the tomb of the eastern demon cultivator Ao Cangtian, the tomb of the great western demon king Lucifer..."

"Oh my god! What's wrong with this world? Could it be that... all the gods and spirits of the past are dead and... are all buried here?" "But...the gods from the Eastern Immortal Continent and the Western Magical Continent...how did they get buried together?" Suddenly, the young man noticed the small grave under his feet, he froze for a moment, cold sweat soaked through his torn clothes, his whole body felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. "I... I crawled out of the grave..." His eyes were blank, he was in a daze, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body, and he fell limply on the ground.

"I'm Chen Nan, I've... died, but... I'm resurrected..." It took a long time for Chen Nan's empty eyes to gradually become angry, and finally showed a shocked look: "Oh my God! What happened! Since I'm dead, why did you let me climb out of the grave again?!" "Could God let me, a useless person, continue to live a mediocre life?!" After the shock, Chen Nan's face was filled with pain instead of blankness. He closed his eyes and hugged his head with both hands. He clearly remembered that he was defeated and died in a duel, but at this moment...

Scenes of the past came to mind, the once, the gone, the eternal... He left too many regrets in his heart! The world is still vast, and the flowers and plants are still fragrant, but his heart is empty and there is nothing left. It took a long time for Chen Nan to slowly get up from the ground, his eyes began to wander in the cemetery, and finally he was sure that this was a group of tombs belonging to gods and demons. After the shock, he gradually calmed down. "The hardest diamond tombstones have clearly been engraved with the vicissitudes of time. It may take thousands of years. The vicissitudes of the sea and the vicissitudes of life will pass by. Hehe... a dream through the ages!" Chen Nan sighed.

Looking at the forest of tombstones, he was full of doubts. "The tomb of Xiao Zhen, the roaring god tiger, the tomb of the three-headed dragon Geirui, the tomb of the martial sage Liang Feng, the curtain of the god knight Ottoli... It seems that in addition to the gods and demons, there are also some strong human beings buried here. And the few heterogeneous practitioners." "What happened 10,000 years ago? Why did the so-called immortal gods and demons die? Why were the gods from the Immortal Fantasy Continent and the Magic Continent buried together? Why was I buried here?" The breeze blew gently, messing up his dirty long hair and his lonely heart. Chen Nan looked up to the sky and shouted: "Who can tell me what happened?" No one answered him. The tall snowy maple trees in the distance are falling with petals all over the sky, floating in the air one after another, the falling flowers are like rain of tears, the dead gods are crying! "The god is dead, the demon is gone, I'm still alive...God, why did you let me crawl out of the grave, where will I go?" The sun was setting on the western mountains, and the sunset glow dyed half of the sky red, bordering the red clouds in the sky with golden borders. Chen Nan picked up his lost feelings. He knew that there were some things that he had no choice but to move forward step by step. He carefully filled the small grave under his feet with soil, and then walked out of the cemetery.He couldn't help being taken aback when he passed through the aura-filled Xuefeng forest. He had never seen a tree with such a strong aura.He secretly suspected, could this be a new tree species that appeared during the long years of his "sleeping"? When the immaculate white petals fell in front of Chen Nan, his eyes blurred for a while, and the dusty memory was slowly opened. It was also a season of falling flowers... He thought of the "she" in his heart... "The vicissitudes of life, the ups and downs of the world... Alas!" Chen Nan shook his head, and strode out of the forest. When he walked out of the snow maple forest, it was also the time when the sun was setting. The originally peaceful cemetery of gods and demons was no longer peaceful. Dark demon energy rose from the cemetery, and endless darkness began to cover the entire cemetery. Chen Nan vaguely heard low growls coming from behind, but he didn't pay attention to it, he thought that the beasts would start to appear after sunset.He stretched his muscles and bones, and said to himself: "It's been ten thousand years, and my body hasn't rusted yet." He knew that his kung fu was not very good, but he shouldn't have any problem dealing with ordinary beasts. There were three huts not far in front of Xuefenglin, and a skinny old man stood in front of the door. The old man had white beard and hair, and his face was engraved with weather-beaten wrinkles. An inexplicable emotion surged in Chen Nan's heart. This was the first person he saw after being reincarnated. There was a hint of kindness, a hint of loss, and a hint of confusion... He was born in front of his parents ten thousand years ago, and when he was reborn ten thousand years later, he faced such an old man. "How could I associate my parents with this old man?" He laughed at himself. The old man walked towards him tremblingly with a cane, which made people look terrified, as if a gust of wind could blow him down. Chen Nan hurriedly stepped forward to support the old man. The old man waved his hand to signal him to let go, and said a few words to him in a reproachful tone, but Chen Nan didn't understand a word. The obscure voice made him feel chills, and he suddenly realized that ten thousand years have passed, and the mainland language of his era has been abandoned by history. He originally hoped to learn about the world today through the old man, but the language barrier dashed his hope. Seeing his dull eyes, the old man couldn't help but soften his face, and his tone became calm, but seeing that he still looked blank, the old man couldn't help but frowned, then took his hand and walked towards the hut. Chen Nan followed behind the old man blankly, and told him intuitively that the old man had no malice towards him, but because of the language barrier, he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb. The old man brought him to the hut, pointed to the wooden barrel on the ground, and pointed to the well not far away, and then walked into the house. "Let me fetch water? Does he want me to be a coolie here?" Chen Nan secretly guessed. When the old man appeared in front of him again, he knew that he was wrong, and he handed over a half-new set of clothes with his skinny palms. The old man obviously wanted him to change and wash them. Looking at the faint smile on the old man's face, he couldn't help but turn red. At this time, he was ragged, unkempt, and dirty. Chen Nan felt sad for a while, never had he been so embarrassed ten thousand years ago, he silently picked up the wooden bucket and walked towards the well. He circulated the zhenqi in his body, and with a little effort, the broken clothes on his body completely shattered and fell to the ground. This is the sacred silkworm robe from back then!Time is the most ruthless, and the precious clothes that were invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to weapons and guns cannot withstand the erosion of thousands of years! The cold well water washed away the dirt on his body, but it couldn't wash away the troubles in his heart. "What should I do? I can't communicate with people if I don't understand the language of today's mainland, so how can I survive in this world!" Chen Nan put on the clothes the old man had prepared for him, and walked to the hut to express his gratitude to the old man with a smile. There was a smell of rice, and the old man walked slowly towards the stove next to him, and at the same time motioned for him to go over. Chen Nan picked up the bowl of porridge that the old man handed him, feeling in his heart: It has been ten thousand years, I never thought I could still sit at the dinner table, the world is unpredictable! His stomach is empty, greasy food is not suitable, a bowl of porridge is just right.After dinner, the sky was already dark, Chen Nan walked into the house with the old man, the old man lit a candle, and the light of the candle filled the hut with gentle and warm colors. The furnishings in the room are very simple, a wooden bed, an armchair, and a desk. The desk was spotless, and there were more than a dozen books neatly placed on it, but Chen Nan didn't recognize any of the words on the cover. After thousands of years, the words on the mainland had already changed beyond recognition, and he felt a sense of loss. When the old man walked to another room, Chen Nan lay on the armchair with a lot of thoughts in his heart, but there was no trace of joy. Ten thousand years ago, although he had a prominent family background, he himself was mediocre. Living in such a circle, he was under too much pressure and suffered from pain all the time.He was already tired of that kind of life, if it wasn't for the concern in his heart, death might not be a relief for him. Good luck tricks people, after ten thousand years, he actually came back to life. Although he got rid of the heavy pressure on his body, everything has changed... Chen Nan felt extremely bitter. His relatives and friends had long since returned to the underworld, and his confidante had long since returned to the loess ridge. Now he was the only one left to live alone in this world, and he felt lifeless. He laughed at himself: "Am I freed from history, or have I been abandoned by history?" The tears of the candle dried up, the spark flickered for the last time, and the room was plunged into darkness. There were stars shining outside the window, and the night was exceptionally quiet, but Chen Nan tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what. He forced himself to calm down and practice the family-inherited profound kung fu, he wanted to see if his kung fu was still there after ten thousand years had passed. True Qi was swimming in his body like a trickle, and after ten thousand years passed, the power in his body remained unchanged. Due to the deliberate operation of the profound arts, his senses became sharp immediately, and he faintly heard bursts of dull mournful roars coming from the direction of the cemetery, which was creepy. "There are so many ferocious beasts? This old man is so old, it's really dangerous to guard the tomb here alone!" Chen Nan didn't know that at this moment the old man had already walked into the cemetery of gods and demons, and he was holding a flower basket in his hand, which was filled with fragrant snow maple flowers.The old man turned a blind eye to those ominous phantoms and demons. He placed a few petals as white as jade in front of each curtain, with an extremely devout demeanor. The "former residence" of Chennan, the low and small tomb has almost disappeared due to the sinking of the floating soil after being hollow, and it is only slightly raised above the ground. The old man walked over tremblingly, and sighed: "Oh! Who told you that you don't have a tombstone? I'm afraid you will disappear from the memory of the world in the future. That's fine, less glory, more plain, pure and clean , from being disturbed by others. Wherever you come from, go back to where you are." After finishing speaking, the old man knelt down slowly, stretched out his hands, and carefully scattered the raised floating soil to other places, and the small grave disappeared completely.More than a dozen petals floated down from the air, leaving bursts of fragrance. In the early morning, a ray of sunlight came into the room from the window, Chen Nan opened his blurred eyes, and said to himself: "It's strange, why didn't my father send someone to urge me to practice kung fu today? Yes, he has almost entered the fairyland. Martial Realm, how can there be time to take care of me." Suddenly he noticed the simple furnishings in the room, he sat up abruptly, and murmured after a long time: "It turns out that all of this is true, and thousands of years have passed by in a hurry!" He gently pushed open the small door of the thatched hut to the courtyard, and the fresh air with the scent of flowers and plants rushed towards him, refreshing.The faint mist lingers in the forest, flowing slowly, and the birds are not surprised by people, jumping up and down on the trees and singing tactfully.Chen Nan closed his eyes and felt this harmonious poetic scene with his heart. "Are you awake?" the old man's voice came from behind him. Chen Nan couldn't understand the old man's words, so he could only smile back. After breakfast, Chen Nan stood up and pointed to the path leading to the distance, waved goodbye to the old man, and before leaving, he bowed deeply to the old man. An hour later, he came to a small town.Because of his ordinary appearance and the clothes he wears are also the clothes of today's mainland, no one pays attention to him. At this time, Nan was both happy and worried. The happy thing was that his new life was about to start, but the worry was that he didn't understand the current language on the mainland. Chen Nan was surprised to find that besides black-haired and black-eyed people like him, there were also blond-haired and blue-eyed residents in the town, as well as red-haired and blue-eyed, blue-haired and black-eyed residents... "It seems that too many things have happened in the past ten thousand years. I must integrate into this society as soon as possible." Chen Nan suddenly felt a chill down his back, and a chill in his heart, and instinctively, he knew that an expert was staring at him. A half-century-old Taoist priest shook his head not far behind him and sighed: "Strange, just now I clearly sensed a strange aura about this young man. After careful exploration, how could it disappear?" It wasn't until the old Taoist priest walked away that Chen Nan dared to look back. He only saw a figure from the back, indifferent and elegant like a fairy. Chen Nan remembered what his father said to him: "Chen Nan, you have to remember that it is not easy for people who can see through the internal circulation of our family's Xuangong. They are either real martial arts masters or born ascetics. Be extra careful!" "He is a cultivator! Isn't this kind of people rarely walk in the world?" Chen Nan deeply knew how scary this kind of people were, and he didn't dare to be an enemy unless he was a martial arts master with advanced cultivation. My father's words are still in my ears: "...reshape the body, solidify the soul, and achieve the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and the same brilliance as the sun and the moon. This is the ultimate goal of Taoism, which is the realm of immortality. And what we warriors have to go The path is to cultivate one's body against the sky, so as to reach the legendary realm of immortal martial arts. In the eyes of most people, the path taken by warriors is not as good as that of cultivators, but..." His father didn't continue to speak, but Chen Nan already understood that warriors are not incapable of fighting against monks, because his father himself is the best example, even those who have achieved Taoism will only treat each other as peers after seeing him . Thinking of this, Chen Nan's heart moved, "I don't know if my father finally stepped into the realm of immortal martial arts, if so... Maybe there will be a day when father and son meet again." But when he thought of the forest of tombstones of gods and demons in the cemetery, he panicked. "If my father steps into the realm of immortal martial arts, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape..." He felt sad for a while. Pedestrians come and go on the street, shouts of buying and selling come and go, and it is very lively, but Chen Nan feels extremely lonely. He feels that he is an outcast in this world, ruthlessly abandoned by history. "I am mediocre, since I have died, why did you let me climb out of the tomb of God after a long time?" A large cloud drifted across the sky, and the sky immediately dimmed. "boom"…… After the sound of thunder, the shops on both sides of the street were closed one after another, and the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry. After a while, the street was deserted, and he was left standing alone in the middle of the road. After the lightning and thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and the cold rain drenched Chen Nan's clothes. He felt chills all over his body, but what was even colder was his heart, which was extremely cold. "Although the world is big, where is my home?" There was a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth, and a lonely figure walked blankly on the street, letting the raindrops hit him frantically. Ten thousand years ago, Chen Nan was born in a family of martial arts. He has a very high talent in martial arts and is favored by everyone.However, then a nightmare began. The family-inherited profound arts he practiced did not advance but retreated, and he fell from the Mahayana realm of the second heaven to the middle level of the first heaven. At that time, his father had already stood at the pinnacle of martial arts. Such a family must have attracted attention from all directions. One can imagine the pressure Chen Nan faced. During those gloomy days, cynicism, hot sarcasm... the pressure from all directions made him at a loss what to do. However, there is one person who has always believed that one day he will be able to shine.Thinking of that "her", Chen Nan felt dejected for a while, with unspeakable pain in his heart. "Yu Xin, do you know? The thing I regret the most is that I didn't say those three words to you: 'I love you'." Youth is easy to pass, and beauty is easy to grow old. Yuxin is the eternal pain in Chen Nan's heart and the regret of his life. Chen Nan didn't know the direction, stumbled and ran into an alley, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his chest, and a bloody smell came up from his stomach. "Wow!" He opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood and fell into the muddy water. "Yuxin..." His eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.