Perfect World: I Am Eternal

Chapter 157 Reincarnation
In the darkness, Lin Fan couldn't feel anything. His limbs and torso were gone, and there was only severe pain.

However, he still firmly believed that everything here was not real, but a spiritual loss. Once he could get through it, he would have a bright future.

Hell, evil spirits, and the howling of the devil are all illusions, a means of intimidating people. His physical body must still be there.

But it is too real, there is no flaw to be found, and all the feelings are the same as reality.

"Huangquan Guo, you are so perverted!"

Lin Fan roared loudly, wanting to wake up from the nightmare and escape from this mental prison. Even though he knew that it was a shaping of his soul, there should be a limit.

However, the darkness was endless. He didn't know how much time had passed here. He couldn't feel the passage of time. One day, one month, one year...

Gradually, his consciousness became increasingly blurred, the fire of life was about to go out, and he returned to nothingness!

"Fuck, you've tortured me enough, and you won't let me wake up!"

Lin Fan roared helplessly, unable to move at all. There was not a trace of flesh and blood on his body, and the only remaining bones were soaked in the bloody red magma, which was extremely hot.

Moreover, the magma had a kind of magical power that could constantly erode his consciousness, as if he were in a divine furnace, burning everything he had without leaving any trace.

This frightened him. He struggled and persisted, not letting himself sink into it. He tried again and again to wake up.

However, no matter what means of stimulation, it is difficult to change his situation. His will is blurred and he is about to be completely wiped out from the world. It is quite terrifying.

"No, I have just started my life in this world and haven't enjoyed enough yet. How can I fall into darkness and sleep in this damn place!"

Lin Fan whispered, his hair standing on end in horror. He was very worried that once he fell asleep, he would never wake up again, just like his soul being led away by darkness, unable to find a way out, and eventually going mad.

That situation is very terrifying. Being locked up in one place for a long time makes one feel like they are living a life worse than death and go crazy.

But his suffering was too much. Even if he went to the eighteen levels of hell, after suffering all the punishments, he should be given a chance to reincarnate, right?

"You have killed too many people, not enough to be reincarnated!"

In the sea of ​​magma, a cold and ruthless voice sounded, like a judge.

"Reincarnation, you bastard! Who hasn't killed? I'm not a bald donkey. Let me out right now, or my mom will tear this place down!"

"Do you know who my mother is? She's the first ancestor of the ancient immortal world, and she fought her way into and out of foreign lands nine times..."

"Are you scared? Let me go now..."

Lin Fan chattered incessantly, and began to threaten the rules of this place, or the spirit of the weapon.

Because, according to his guess, this place is probably related to the Immortal King of Six Paths of Reincarnation, and may be a pseudo-hell he is researching, a semi-finished product.

Logically speaking, people from the same camp should not be so ruthless. They should give the Buddha an advantage over the monk.

Unless... there's something seriously wrong with the rules here.

"Ahem... Actually, I have another identity. People call me Little Anlan from the Foreign Land. I have the Red Blade Spear and the Immortal Shield. I can slay all the Immortal Kings and destroy the Nine Heavens!"

Lin Fan said seriously, with an astonishingly thick skin. After all, when he was away from home, his identity was given by himself.

"..."

For a long time, there was no response from the cold voice, as if it had been silenced by his shamelessness.

After a long while, the man said, without any joy or worry:
"No matter who you are, once you take the Yellow Spring Fruit and come to Hell, it will be the same. If you die here, your life will end. If you survive, your soul will be tempered."

"Fuck, so ruthless?"

While Lin Fan was surprised, the scorching magma submerged him, and his soul instantly shattered and split into several pieces, making it difficult for him to bear. He couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Ah... whoever survives, even if a fairy comes, he can't hold on... I can't!"

He cried out, the excruciating pain of his soul shattering was no less than the pain of being torn into pieces by a thousand cuts, perhaps even worse, and completely fatal. In the end, he could no longer hold on, his life flame dimming, his consciousness dissipating, and he felt himself no longer existing, a hollow nothingness.

Even the so-called thoughts were gone, darkness engulfed the place, and silence returned.

Time passed quickly, until many years later, a bone island emerged from the magma, and a ray of soul fire flickered, very brilliant, lighting up the darkness and appearing different from others.

"Who am I and where am I?"

Such a faint voice came from the soul fire, seeming very confused, not knowing where to go, nor who he was, looking around the dark space aimlessly.

"It seems like I forgot something important, but I just can't remember it..."

The soul fire was whispering, and it was also very lonely. No one here could communicate with it.

Then he began to recall, trying hard to recall the past, but it was painful and confusing.

"I am Lin Fan?" He seemed to be talking in his sleep, but also seemed to be questioning the deepest part of his soul.

In short, he recalled painfully, struggled violently, and was full of unwillingness, but what he remembered was very fragmentary, with only a few impressions, and they were vague.

In this way, he pondered every day, year after year, countless years passed, and time here was cheap and worthless.

……

One day, some soul fires appeared on the island formed by bones, but they were soon extinguished. Only that most special one remained and remained forever.

Until one day, a voice told him, "After you have done your share of sins on the road of samsara, I can send you to reincarnate!"

As he finished speaking, a roulette wheel emerged from the hot magma, filled with the power of reincarnation, and kept spinning. There were six areas on it, indicating the world that needed reincarnation.

"call out!"

In a certain area, a mysterious black hole appeared, sucking in the soul fire and sending it to the afterlife.

"I was reborn just like that?" Lin Fan sighed. For some reason, he felt endless regret in his heart.

However, when he regained his sight, he was already a baby, being held in someone's arms, with a group of people staring at him endlessly.

In this life, he was very peaceful and ordinary. He experienced birth, old age, sickness and death, got married and had children. Nothing big happened to him. He was just an ordinary person.

This is because there is no essence in this world, nor are there gods or monks, and it has long been plunged into an era of spiritual extinction.

"Why? I feel like there's something I haven't thought of. My world shouldn't be like this."

Lin Fan muttered to himself, there was always a voice in his heart telling him that he had forgotten something important, but he just couldn't remember it.

In the end, he lived an ordinary life and died at the age of one hundred, which was considered a long life in this era when people were not allowed to practice spiritual cultivation.

Next, Lin Fan began his reincarnation again, and a new life began again.

The difference was that this time he felt a trace of essence, and his body began to practice on its own. There was even a bone in his chest that was blazing and brilliant.

"How strange! I actually have an extra bone in my chest?!"

Lin Fan was surprised. He followed the memory of his body and practiced the method, absorbing wisps of the essence of heaven and earth.

Therefore, in this life he is very strong, has never been sick, and is at his peak.

Even after fifty years, he still looks young and shows no signs of aging.

Moreover, he remembered more and more things, and his past became clearer and clearer.

"I came here to search for the seeds of reincarnation. I ate a Yellow Spring Fruit and was inexplicably taken to hell. I couldn't make it..."

(End of this chapter)